Page 114 of Perverse Fantasies


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He grabbed her legs and threw them back towards her, lifting her hips up a bit to give himself a little more leverage. Jenny, experienced slut that she was, hooked her arms around the back of her knees, holding them in place up by her head.

Henry started off slowly, licking around the outside of her pussy lips, teasing her, tempting her, taunting her. After getting her nice and wet he started in on the pussy proper, lapping at her inner sweetness by running his tongue up and down the length of her snatch, penetrating it only slightly at first, then more deeply, flicking his tongue in and out, back and forth, licking and sucking and burying his face inside her, constantly moving, mixing things up, keeping her on her toes.

Every once in a while he’d venture a glance up the length of her perfect body to see her face in various stages of enjoyment; sometimes eyes closed, sometimes head thrown back, sometimes squeezing or sucking her own nipples. One time he even noticed her right hand was around her throat and her face was red from choking herself.

Henry filed this little nugget away for later and went back to work, moving his tongue up to suck on her clit and sliding two fingers inside her pussy. He curled his fingers and started rubbing them back and forth, sticking them further and further inside her until he found the rough, pebbly surface of her G-spot.

Jenny gasped and her eyes shot open. A look of pleasant surprise flashed across her face, and she appeared to briefly view Henry in a new light, but her face quickly turned into a mask of intense pleasure as the purely physical sensation overwhelmed her senses.

“Right there,” she said, her voice a deep, breathy whisper. “Right fucking there.”

Henry went after her G-spot with enthusiasm, applying more and more pressure to it as he rubbed his fingers back and forth inside her as quickly as he could. His cock was still sticking straight up; it was just as hard as it had been while Jenny was sucking on it. Something about getting a girl off excited him just as much as a girl getting him off. It had always been that way for him.

Jenny’s pussy was gushing now and she was bucking back against his hand with her whole body, allowing him deeper penetration into her pussy. But the angle was starting to burn in his forearm, causing him to slow the pace just a bit.

“Don’t stop,” she growled at him. “Don’t you dare fucking stop.”

Smiling, Henry slid a third finger insider her, eliciting another gasp and more frenzied bucking from Jenny.

“You like that, huh?” he said, climbing up alongside her to release some of the pressure on his wrist and allowing him to go after her with even more force. “You like my fingers inside you?”

Jenny nodded. Her eyes were wide and her face was flushed and her breath was growing ever more rapid as she rose towards orgasm.

“Tell me how much you like it,” Henry said, gently taunting her, relishing the power he had over her.

“I fucking love it,” Jenny said. She was barely able to get the words out she was so work

ed up.

His smile growing wider, Henry slammed his fingers into her a few more times, until she was right on the verge of cumming. Then he gave her one final thrust of his fingers and held them there, deep inside her, filling up her pussy, pushing his fingers up against her as she squeezed her muscles against them.

Jenny’s body started to shake and a low moan escaped from her throat. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she cried as her body tensed, her pussy squeezing even tighter against his fingers for just a moment before releasing a flood of juices that ran over his hand and started down his arm.

Henry immediately started to go back to work on her with his fingers but Jenny grabbed his arm and pulled it out of her. With her hand wrapped around his wrist, she brought his hand up to her face and stuck his fingers in her mouth. Her other hand ventured down to his cock and started slowly stroking it.

“Enough of the foreplay,” she said after licking his fingers clean of her juices. “I want you to fuck me with that fat cock of yours.”

“Are you sure?” he said. “Because I can do this all night long.”

“Maybe some other time. Right now I need you inside of me.”

“If you insist,” Henry said. He threw her legs open and slid in between them. With his cock in hand, he guided it towards her snatch, pausing one last time to tease her for just a moment by slapping it against her pussy lips a couple of times before sticking it in.

Jenny’s pussy was still soaking wet from before, allowing Henry’s cock to slide in with ease despite its size. She let out a long breath as he entered her, followed by a low moan of pleasure.

“That’s what I’m talking about,” she said, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and pulling his head down towards hers until their faces were mere inches apart. “I love having your cock inside me.”

They stayed like that for a little while, face-to-face, staring into each others eyes while Henry fucked her with long, slow strokes. Then they started to kiss, slowly and passionately at first, their tongues moving in each others mouths, exploring and tasting each other in ways they hadn’t done so yet, in ways that fucking each other didn’t allow.

In many ways, kissing was more intimate than having sex, and for Henry it was just as exciting, if not more so. He’d often found that making out and moving slowly against his partner was the surest way to arriving at orgasm more quickly than he wanted to. He’d learned that in order to last longer, he needed to fuck faster, harder, more aggressively. If things continued in the direction they were going he wouldn’t have much time until he was going to explode. And he didn’t want that. Not yet.

So he pulled his mouth away from Jenny’s and leaned back and slid up onto his knees. He grabbed ahold of her legs and threw them up over his shoulders and started to pound away, his hips slamming down into her, his cock filling up her pussy, his balls slapping up against her asshole as he hammered away at her.

“Right there, right fucking there,” Jenny said, her voice higher-pitched than usual and trembling with pleasure. “Pound me with that big fucking cock. Pound me!”

Henry loved hearing Jenny talk dirty as he fucked her; loved it a little too much, in fact. Hearing her begging to get fucked was bringing him ever closer to orgasm, which was exactly what he was trying to avoid. But he wasn’t going to tell her to stop talking, no way in hell. So he decided he’d just have to get even more aggressive with her.

He yanked her legs down from around his shoulders and pushed them back and down towards her so her knees were pressed onto the couch, one on each side of her body, essentially folding her in half. Holding Jenny’s legs in place, his body well above hers, Henry once again went to work, slamming into her with everything he had, his body working like a furious jackhammer, intent on only thing; fucking her into oblivion.

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