As a longtime reader of Penthouse, I had always hoped I would have a “Forum” experience, but most of my girlfriends were a little too conservative; that is, until I started seeing Leah.

She changed all that.

Leah has radiant red curly hair, Caribbean-blue eyes, and the most incredible body of any woman I have ever been with. Her five-foot-six figure matches that of any of the women bodybuilders on cable television. Since she runs several miles daily, her legs are by far her best feature. They are smooth, tan, lean, and muscular.

We were spending the weekend in San Diego, and had chosen a French café for breakfast. She looked great, even without makeup. By the time our coffee came I had a pretty good hard-on. I was starting to wish we had stayed in and ordered room service.

After breakfast I gave her a long, deep kiss outside the café and suggested we drive back to the hotel. I wasn’t even all the way into our room before she pinned me against the wall, returning my long, slow kiss, frantically rubbing her stomach and crotch against my hard cock as I leaned into her.

Still kissing me, she undid my shorts, yanked down my underwear, and freed my aching rod. It was standing at full attention now, and she knew just what to do. She knelt down and started kissing around the base of my cock. Gently kneading my balls, Leah licked the length of my shaft to the tip, then popped my entire cock into her mouth.

She started slowly rocking back and forth, moving her whole mouth, lips, and tongue over my cock, while her hand jerked me off. As her tempo increased, I glanced in the hotel room’s full-length mirror and saw that her other hand had moved to her pussy, slowly rubbing up and down. I could see her shiny fingers pushing into her shimmering snatch, from which the juices began to flow.

This gave me an even bigger hard-on. I could feel every centimeter of my cock stretch to its limit as it swelled inside Leah’s mouth. Not wanting to come too soon and certainly not wanting to be outdone, I pulled her into a standing position, grabbed both her shoulders, and pushed her back against the door. Kneeling in front of her, I hovered over her sweet, moist pussy, sucking her clit between my lips. I was driving Leah crazy, and she begged me not to stop. Of course, stopping was the furthest thing from my mind.

Finally, neither of us could take it anymore. She leaned forward against the bathroom door. Her juices were flowing freely now, and I hungrily lapped up every drop. By the time I had her cleaned off, she had a pleasant surprise waiting for me.

Without a word she turned around, and using one hand to guide my cock into her pussy, she used the other to grasp a camera hanging from the doorknob. I eased in as her pussy lips spread wide to accommodate my bulging cock. Then, as I worked my entire length into her juicy folds, pushing inside her as deep as I could go, she began snapping pictures as fast as she could. I pulled back slightly and gave her two short, quick thrusts to make sure all of her pussy was wrapped around me. She arched her head back and shouted, “Yes.”

That was my signal, and I knew exactly what she wanted. Gripping her slender hips with both hands, I started ramming my cock into her love tunnel as hard as I could. We were fucking fast and furious now, and I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock as she struggled to finish the roll of film before tossing the camera aside. We were both drenched with sweat. I felt a familiar fire building in my balls. I pinched each of her nipples between my fingers. That was enough to push her over the edge. Her pussy clamped around my cock, and I shot what felt like an enormous amount of jism into her.

I can’t wait to get those photos developed, nor can I wait until our next weekend together.