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And it seemed to be working.
Jenny’s face was a mask of pleasure, eyes rolling around and full of ecstasy, face red with exertion, mouth closed tight against a scream. Her hands were above her head, holding on to the edge of the couch for dear life, fingers gripping the material tightly enough to leave marks.
Henry let go of one of her legs and went to work on her breast, squeezing and groping and slapping it as he fucked her, getting Jenny even more excited. Her hand flew down to her clit and started furiously rubbing away while her moans and grunts grew louder and more insistent, practically animalistic.
Henry was totally into the moment, enjoying himself immensely, but still he wanted more. He wanted to push the envelope, see if he could take things are far as he thought he could, as far, indeed, as he thought Jenny wanted him to go. From what he’d seen of her so far, she would have no problem with anything he did, and he was pretty sure she wasn’t anywhere near her limits yet. And he got the distinct feeling that she was looking for him to push her.
He decided to test his theory.
Remembering Jenny’s hand around her own throat earlier, Henry released his hold on her breast and slid his right hand up her chest and towards her neck.
He gripped it softly at first, just to see how she’d react.
Henry was excited to see it was with a smile and a nasty little gleam in her eye. He squeezed a little harder. Her smile grew a little wider. This got him a little more excited, something he’d not thought possible. Time to turn things up a notch.
Henry shifted positions to give himself a better angle, adjusting so he was lying sideways on the couch with Jenny alongside him, lying mostly on her back. Henry was partially on top of her, partially to her side. Jenny’s left leg was pressed up against her body, his arm hooked around the back of it, pushing her knee up against her left breast. His right hand was gripping a fistful of her hair and his left hand was wrapped around her throat, choking her while he was fucking her.
Their faces were inches apart and they were staring at each other, eyes locked together. Jenny was totally into it, her eyes wide with intense pleasure, her breathing labored, her face flushed.
Still fucking her with everything he had, Henry tightened his grasp on her throat, not enough to hurt her but enough to severely constrict her flow of breath. Her face reddened further and her mouth opened and closed a few times as though searching for oxygen. Her eyelids started fluttering softly.
He choked her for another couple of seconds, taking her closer to the edge of passing out before letting go of her throat.
Jenny gulped in gasping breaths, her eyes wide now, the color coming back to her face in a rush. Once she’d regained her breath, she started bucking against him harder than before, obviously turned on by the experience.
She grabbed ahold of Henry’s hair and pulled his head down towards her. Then she craned her neck and stuck her tongue in his mouth and started aggressively exploring it. A few seconds later she yanked his head back and relaxed her hold on his mouth. She pressed her forehead against his and stared directly into his eyes from mere centimeters away.
“Do it again,” she said, her voice pleading with need. “Please do it again.”
Smiling at her, taunting her again, he said, “You like that do you? You like my hand around your throat while I fuck you?”
“I love it,” Jenny said. “I fucking love it. Do it again. Please?”
So Henry obliged, once again gripping her hair with one hand and her throat with the other. He hammered his cock into her pussy, tightening his grip on her throat with every thrust as she slammed her body back into his.
Just like before, he took Jenny right to the edge of passing out before releasing her throat. She gasped for breath, smiling and laughing the entire time, her excitement palpable, infecting him with desire. Henry pulled his cock out of her to give himself a little break. No need for it to get too excited. He was having too much fun to end this session anytime soon.
“You’re quite a little slut, aren’t you?” he said.
“Not a little one,” Jenny replied, grinning ferociously. “I’m a huge fucking slut.”
“Well then, Miss huge fucking slut.
What else do you like?”
“I like it all,” she said. “Whatever you can think of.”
“Anything?”
“Anything,” she said, moving her hand down to grab ahold of his throbbing cock. “The nastier the better.”
“Is that right?”
Jenny bit her bottom lip and nodded, her eyes wide and gleaming with exhilaration.
Henry decided to see if she meant it.
He reared back and smacked her in the cheek, not very hard, but not gently either.
