Deep house, deep sex

Deep house, deep sex

I have a sexy idea in store for our date night. You got me some new mixing gear to play with for Christmas, and tonight I’m going to play you a set. I tell you ahead of time, of course. As we’re both getting ready for the morning, and I’m putting lotion on my legs, I tell you in a sultry voice, “I think we should play with the music tonight.” Holding your gaze for a moment before I give you a quick wink and return to business as usual. You know that “play” means “sex”… Deep sex. Your cock twitches a bit at the suggestion. I can tell by your expression alone that you’re excited.

You and I like deep sex

We’re addicted. We still like everything, but that really good, deep grind is unmatched! Our relationship is so close, so uninhibited, that I can sit on your face-to-face and we’ll kiss and wind like a dance for an eternity. Deep sex, sensual. I cum so hard and so often that way. So you know I’ll be incorporating our deep sex into my deep house music tonight. I know you are crafting the combination all day.

You tease me through text from work.

You get worked up with anticipation while I primp and prep the scene. A little party in the living room. Massage oil and the right lighting. I make sure I look provocative, with little black strips of fabric stretched across me that barely count as lingerie. A choker on my neck and my lips painted By the time you walk in, I’m wet and frustrated. My poor pussy heard about our plans.

I hand you a beer and take your coat. “Deep sex?”

“Ahem. I mean, deep house, tonight, sir?’ You smile and nod as you sink into your armchair to watch me perform. I bend down to kiss your mouth before I begin my little show. Not very far in, I begin dancing more provocatively. I can see that you’re getting hot and bothered, shifting in your seat. After the next song transition, I saunter over to you. Forcing myself to walk slowly. Torture you more. By the time I’m standing over you, and you run your strong hands up and down me, I can feel you shaking a little at the effort of your own self-control.

The music had us hot, we won’t be able to edge long.

I squat down in front of you, knees spread, and start teasing you with my pussy, pinching my nipples and looking up at you. It doesn’t take long before you take that cock out for me to admire. You know how much I get off on watching you stroke. You match the rhythm of the music and my mouth falls open and my eyes glaze over. Watching you stroke up close sends me to my favorite place: a cock trance. My hand finds it’s way to my clit without me even noticing. And, indeed, your cock is already dripping with precum.

We need deep sex before we bust

You could cum on my tongue and tits here and now. And I’d cum just from watching, but we crave each other. So I scurry to climb on your lap. I put the string I call panties to the side and sink right down onto you. I’m so wet and you’re so hard, it happens all at once and your deep. I’m sitting, we’re kissing, and it’s the deep sex I need! Winding my hips, squeezing you with my pussy. We cum together as the music pulses along with each spasm of our orgasm. Perfection.

I love our adventures. From me, just the girl next door, to all our games, down to you being my birthday cuck! But now I get to play a sexy DJ whenever I want. Deep and house and deep sex pair well together. And you agree. We are both sexual connoisseurs, aren’t we love? 565

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