Summary: You and the DJ has a shower together, to clean yourself from the rough love-making, but the air arouses you both....for more rough love-making
Word count: 9k
Warnings: MDNI, NSFW, smut, explicit, no physical description of the reader, mentions of female genitalia, AFAB reader, age gap, french kiss, v fingering, anal fingering, overstimulation, clitoral stimulation, double penetration, shower sex, p in v, cervix penetration, dirty talk, aftercare, pillow talk, sex toys, anal toys, oral sex, porn without plot, plot what plot, no beta
Notes: Continuation of "London Heat", "A Prelude to Pleasure", "Drowning in Pleasure", and "An Audience with Pleasure". Based on the music video for "Let Me Talk to You". This was supposed to be a mini-chapter, but I got too excited and so here is Chapter 5! Thank you to @alexjacobsgoodnight and sam spruell's hand fetishist (Twitter) for some feedbacks and ideas. Enjoy!
Never a bad day for some luvin'!
You take a deep breath as the electric fan in your studio apartment brushes you with wind. The scorching London heat has slowly become unbearable for you to handle, even with open windows.
You lie down on your bed for a quick siesta, but you are unable to sleep, even when you shut your eyes completely. Usually you later shrug this off and do something else to distract from the heat, but this time, you just couldn't do anything.
You made a long grunt, gripping on your bedsheets. You're trying so hard to not think of something that is slowly taking over your mind. It was the same situation as Saturday last week, you found it hard to do anything from your brain only thinking about what happened earlier.
Your breathing gets faster, as well as your heart. It's beating faster from the rate of your brain flooding with memories. Vivid memories, to be exact, of last night.
"That old man...." you groaned, "Why is he driving me crazy..." you continued. You feel irritation from how much he's taking over your mind. You do find pleasure in his touches, but there's this feeling that is making you crazy for him.
"Could it be...."
The sound of your phone interrupts your thoughts. You looked at the screen.
It's the DJ.
You feel your heart skipping a beat from seeing his name on your phone. You immediately look at what he's sending you over the chat application.
"Oh", you sighed. It's nothing. It's just him sending you the address for a new artisan cafe.
"Check this out, it's my friend's cafe", the DJ tells you. You sent him a little "Wow, that's neat!", followed by a question on whether they sell tiramisu or not. All the DJ could say that his friend is working on it, but you can enjoy a nice homemade tiramisu earlier than everyone else, and that the cafe's owner would be a great friend for you.
You sighed again. He's so nice, you thought. I wish I'm not stressing out over him, but Dear Lord.... you continued. It gets worse, as your brain is now recalling what happened last night.
Both you and the DJ went back from the studio to the DJ's flat after a few moments of calming down from all the rough love-making. Both of you aren't taking any buses to get there, it's simply too late at night. Thankfully, the station manager was kind of enough to give you both a lift with his car. He didn't ask anything about you to the DJ, he just assumes that you were his guest for the night. He seemed to be unfazed with the audio-only live sex show that both of you have just performed.
Moments later, both of you arrive at the DJ's flat. Of course, you're too tired to walk, so the DJ carries you besides him, with your left hand on his shoulder with his right hand lifting your waist.
The DJ puts you on his bed, before noticing how sweaty and wet you are from the intense love-making. You get up from his bed, asking him to take a shower to get the stench off your body.
He gives you a sweet smile, and then caresses you, "I'll wash you, darling", he says to you softly. Your face becomes red from how loving he says it to you.
The DJ lets you a sweet little chuckle that shows his teeth as he undresses you. Soon after, he follows soon, undressing himself completely.
You enter his bathroom, it's full of white tiles, from top to bottom, lit up by a cabinet light and a not-so-bright wall light. Your attention goes to the plants surrounding the wall, cabinets, and the toilet, as well as the presence of a cassette player on the sink's counter.
You're amazed on how authentically vintage the bathroom looked. It looks like it jumped straight from a movie from the 70s, just like the DJ himself. You were so amazed that you let out some words to the DJ.
"You truly are old-school", you said to him. He returns your words with a chuckle.
"How sweet of you", he says to you, as he directs you into shower. You turned the shower on, set to warm water to begin washing your hair, with the DJ playing a piece of jazzy music on the cassette player.
The DJ walks back to the shower as you wash your chest and shoulders. "Just relax, and let me wash you", he says to you, he turns your body around to face him.
However, the moment quickly breaks when the DJ sees your face. He suddenly face a loss of words, with his expression becomes that of a surprise. He puts his face closer to yours, trying to map out your face.
You found it odd, because you and the DJ has always made love in a way where both of you will see each other's face while touching, and yet, the DJ acts as if this was his first time seeing you in person.
Then it hit you. It's the first time has has seen you bare, without any sort of make-up. He's seen your naked body in all its' glory, but not your bare face. All your pores, remaining imperfections, laid bare and naked to his eyes. This realisation made you feel embarrassed, but your eyes still manages to gaze into his.
"You're....beautiful...", the DJ says to you, as he pins you into the wall, putting his arms around you, to make you see him and only him. Seeing the DJ's face bare, without his glasses, headphones, and accessories made you realise that it is also the first time that you get to look at him bare. "Let me look at your face....", he continues.
Your breathing gets faster as you look at his face up close, with water from the shower head still running on you both. You are familiar with his downward eyebrows, shark-shaped eyes, wrinkles, pock marks, acne scars, lip scar, and his full lips (even that noticeable cystic acne besides his mouth), but you've never seen his face this bare, and this wet.
You remembered your remark to him during your first lovemaking, that he has an interesting face. A face that makes you want to look at, to touch, and to kiss. He's still handsome, you said to yourself. You note that without his glasses and accessories, the DJ looks boyish. More youthful, adorable, and pitiable.
You put your hands on his cheeks, trying to map out his wet face, but the DJ holds your wrists to let go. You shiver as his face gets closer, and closer to you. He looks to you for several moments, before closing the gap with a gentle kiss.
As his full lips touches yours, he put his hand on your chin, lifting up your head to his as he crouches down to get his lips to reach the bottom-most part of your lower lip, touching the area with three sweet pecks, one for each side --- left, right, and center, followed by two long smooches that swallows your lower lip because of the wetness of both you and the DJ's lips.
You keep sighing as the DJ continues to mark your lower lip with his, even touching the inner part with his upper lip grazing your mouth to reach it. As he touches your inner lips, he gives you a long smooch, followed by quick but soft pecks. The sounds are obscured by the running water and the jazzy music, but it's still audible enough to your ears.
The sounds of passionate smooches, followed by soft touches is enough to take over your brain, just as you realised that he's giving you a series of gentle kisses --- the very same kisses that drove you mad from how loving and affectionate they are. The kisses that tells you that he's harboring other feelings for you.
You made a high-pitched sigh as the DJ now reaches your upper lip, with him giving you a trail of soft pecks from the corner of the left side to the center, before giving you a smooch on the left side, followed by a soft peck. This happens several times, with the sounds coming out from it making you shed a tear. You whimper in shock as you felt your tear run down to your lips, before the DJ uses his upper lip to take it.
The kisses are quickly driving you mad as he marks the center part of your upper lip with a swallowing wet smooch, but at the same time, you feel large amount of comfort, trust, and protection, just like last time. You want the kisses to stop from how gentle they are, but at the same time, you want him to keep embracing your lips with his pleasant touches.
You feel conflicted from these feelings, that another tear sheds down on your cheek, before the DJ takes it again with his upper lip as he finishes touching the center part with sweet pecks, with smooches that touches the inner part of your upper lip. The contact between the inner part of your upper lip with his made you want to fully accept his kisses. It's so good, it's so pleasant, it's so comforting, you thought. But your mind is still conflicted on the loving part.
That can't be true, you said to yourself, but your thoughts vanish when the DJ holds your shoulders to reach the right part of your upper lip with a trail of two pecks and a smooch, ensuring that no part of your lips left un-smooched. The sensation of his plush lips is comforting, but the wetness makes you feel something else. His wet lips are slowly arousing you instead.
You put your hands on his large upper back, trying to turn the gentle kisses into a deep, arousing kiss. You try to make him kiss faster by increasing your kisses on his lips, but he insists on giving you gentle kisses, as he continues the rhythm of his smooth pecks and loving smooches.
Your conflicted thoughts returns. He's really telling you that he has feelings for you that aren't carnal feelings. You whined from the realisation, because your conflicting thoughts are making your heartbeats go faster.
I don't want this. Please, stop. you yell to yourself.
You gather enough courage to ask him to stop his gentle kisses by putting your hands on his face, trying to let go of his kisses, just as he gives you the longest and the most loving smooch he has given you. Yes, you adore his gentle kisses, but there's an element that you fear that has embedded into these kisses. As his lips lets go of yours, your brain flashes a thought that made you realise why you're getting conflicting feelings from something as small as gentle kisses.
Intimacy.
That's what scares you about the DJ's gentle, loving kisses. Being physically intimate is one thing, but engaging in intimacy is another thing entirely.
We just met for three times, you said to yourself. How could he want to be this close with me? you continued. He just wants to touch me, right? your thoughts run through you, as you breathe into the DJ's face.
"I can't do this now....", you unconsciously say to the DJ, remembering about your failed intimacies in the past.
Why is he doing this.....that can't be true.... your thoughts concluded, with your head now looking down on the floor, with a glimpse of the DJ's large cock on the sightline. His hand now runs through your cheek, trying to make you look at him again.
"Darling...", he says to you gently, "Are you alright?" he asks you, before noticing that your body is getting aroused once again. He lets go a deep breath, and runs his hands through your waist.
"Do you want me to touch you?", he asks you, as he recall your earlier aggressive attempt for a deep kiss full of desire.
As you try to answer his questions, you look at your surroundings. The running water, the wetness of your bodies, and the slow jazz music playing on the cassette player gives your situation the impression of the beginning of a porno. The thought arouses you even more, so much that you feel love juice pouring on your thighs. You nodded to him.
The DJ puts his hands on your breasts, washing them with soap while touching all over. His long digits goes from your collarbones, cleaning up the remaining sweat, and slowly goes down to your breasts. His large hands slowly cups your breasts before fully enveloping them in his hands, rubbing them afterwards on a circular motion to wash your breasts with soap.
Of course, his hands does not forget to pick on your nipples, starting with his thumbs on your areolas to wash them before sliding into your nipples, and then his index finger follows in order to prick on your nipples.
"Ah!" you whimper as the DJ gently pulls your nipples, before going back to rubbing your breasts for a few minutes, in a circular motion, then going up and down. He picks on your nipples once again, but then his hands slowly moves away from your breasts, while gently squeezing every part of it as his hands slides down to your stomach. Now his hands are gently washing your stomach area with soap, with his hands rubbing all over, going up-and-down to spread it. You feel both pleasure and comfort from having his massive hands clean you up.
The DJ kisses you on the lips and then your stomach, to start massaging the area. "I was rough on your womb, let me calm this area", he says to you, continuing to massage your lower stomach with soapy hands.
"You have a beautiful body, sweetheart..." he continues with soft tone, as he gently runs his thumbs in a circular motion on your womb area. "I'd love to wash it every day..." he ends with a gentle tone.
You chuckle a bit at his words. You think that it is one of his lousy attempt at flirting, but at the same time you find it endearing that you patted his head. The DJ looks up at you, giving you a cute, toothy smile, before crouching down to clean your hips.
His hands runs down on your calves, rubbing at all sides to clean you up, with his hands occasionally squeezing your thighs to feel you up.
"Your thighs are soft, I'll clean them slower..." he continues, as he spreads his fingers on your thighs before squeezing it. He does this every time his hands reaches the dirty parts of your thighs, leaving no part untouched. You made sighs every time he squeezes on your thighs to clean up your skin. It feels so good, after all.
He kisses your knees before continuing to your feet, letting his hands clean up the gaps between your toes, followed by his hands spreading around your feet, rubbing off dirt and removing all the stench. You feel a lot of comfort from his touches and massages that you want this to stay forever.
But of course, you are still aroused. After all, it is now more than apparent that you found yourself in a situation that looks like a porno with how slow and lewd everything feels. It does not help that the music playing in the cassette player now shifts into the kind of jazz you'd hear in vintage porno.
"Hey...touch me now....", you asked him with a breathy tone, wanting his touch all over your body carnally. He stands up immediately, and turns your body around to wash your back, from shoulder downwards.
The sensation of his massive hands on your back calms you down, as he spreads soap around your back, rubbing all over your back to clean it up, before going to your waist and squeezing it.
"Uwah!!❤" you reacted to his wet hands squeezing your waist, with his fingers enveloping the entire area rather easily. "I love touching this part of you", he says to rather lewdly as he rubs your waist slowly and gently, and then squeezing it and going faster on his rubbing. "It's so soft and firm", he continues.
"But of course..." he says to you as he moves his hands on your rear, squeezing it once again, before putting his left hand on your vaginal area. "Let's not forget to wash this area too." he finishes as he directs his index and middle finger on your vaginal opening, rubbing the vaginal lips.
"I can clean you up while stretching this part" he says to you with a calm, but slightly lewd tone as his fingers traces all over the folds of your vaginal lips, touching the wrinkles and stretching it, going slowly, then faster as you moan from his touches. The rest of his left hand now massages around your vagina, with pinky massaging your outer lips, and his thumb rubbing your clitoris back and forth.
"Nhhh..." you feel pleasure from his wet fingers entering your insides and rubbing your clitoris, giving the impression of washing your insides and clitoris. The DJ spreads his index and middle fingers on all sides of the walls of your insides, now swollen and sensitive from constant rough thrusts of his cock. He massages it by going back-and-forth, and then loosening you up by going up-and-down. In no time, love juice pours out from your vagina, smearing his index and middle finger. This only compels him to increase the motion of his vaginal fingering and teasing of your clitoris.
Meanwhile, his right hand traces your hips, before his wet index and middle finger touches the entrance to your butthole. "Now, let's clean up this hole, shall we" he says to you as he inserts both fingers into your butthole.
"Huahnn!" you whimper as his fingertips goes inside of your butthole. The DJ then delightfully inserts his fingers further. "It's still very tight, but I can fit two fingers inside now" he says to you, as his fingers marks your intestinal walls. "It's more loose now, I'll go deeper on your butthole...", he continues as he thrusts his fingers deeper.
"Hyah!", you made a loud whimpering noise as you can feel his fingers reach a part in your intestinal walls that gives you extra stimulation. At the same time, his fingers on your vagina reaches your G-spot, giving you a quick rush of pleasure, so much that your hips are shaking.
"You like being touched here?" the DJ asks you while continuing to rub all over the specific spot in your intestinal walls. He stops his fingering in your vagina to focus on your sensitive anal spot. "Alright, let's go faster here" he says to you as he begins playing with that certain part of your intestinal walls.
Your moans get more rapid from his fingers going up-and-down on that spot. "Hyah....ahhhh❤", you continue to whimper with a melodious tone as your hips shake faster, reacting from his fingers getting rougher, now going on a circular motion to stretch that spot.
"Now tell me... the DJ says to you, "This is the spot, isn't it?", he continues with a cheeky tone as he goes faster on his fingering. "You just sang for me as I touch you here", he finishes with a lewd tone.
You were unable to answer from how quick your mouth drools from having that spot played with by the DJ's long digits.
"Mnahhh!! Yes...❤" you screamed at him as he presses his fingers against your sensitive anal spot further. "Harder...please...." you beg to him to finger your sensitive spot harder.
"If that's what you want, what if I..." he says to you, as he resumes his fingering in your vaginal insides, "...do this!" he finishes with his fingers pounding your G-spot, which made you whimpering louder, with the added sensation of his thumb pressing your now-erect clitoris all the way in and rubbing it.
Your moans gets louder and the movement of your hips gets faster as the DJ now plays with the sensitive spot inside both of your holes. "Ngh...your hips are too lewd", the DJ reacts to your hips suffocating his fingers inside of your already tight butthole. "I'll go as rough as I can on you", he continues, as he now plays with both of your holes the hardest he could.
"Haah....I'm at my limit!!", you shout to him, as the sensation of having your sensitive spots being played with hard gets you excited and exasperated at the same time. You are ready for orgasm at this point, and the DJ seems to have noticed it too, as he quickly jams his middle finger into your cervix as his right fingers presses your sensitive anal spot.
You let out an orgasm on the shower, with the water flowing from the shower head quickly spreading love juice and squirting around your legs. Your moans slows down as the DJ lets go of his fingers.
But of course, this moment is only brief, as the DJ immediately grabs your waist to turn your body to his, pressing your body on the wall to push his throbbing massive cock into your vagina in one go. He presses his body on yours, and directs his face close to yours, while your hands circle around his upper back.
"I'm touching you with your bare face..." the DJ says to you with a flirty tone, interrupted by his loud moans as he feels pleasure from your warm vaginal walls swallowing his cock. "And I love it....", he continues, now with a lewd tone as he increases the speed and intensity of his thrusts, with his hands now squeezing your breasts.
Your moans gets faster once again as the DJ moves his hips faster that you can feel your hips being smacked by his in harsh, quick intervals. The sensation from his hips and cock drilling your insides roughly, with the added pleasure of your nipples being pulled with a quick strength, all without any build-up sends you into another orgasm, but of course, the DJ keeps thrusting on you like it's nothing as always.
"Your singing...it's wet, yet lovely", praises you for your melodious whimper from your orgasm. "Sing for me, louder", he continues as he increases the roughness of his thrusts.
As he keeps drilling your vaginal walls roughly, his hands squeezes your breasts harder, with his wet full lips crashing into your lips and his tongue grazing into your mouth for a deep kiss full of desire. That's the kind of kiss I want, you said to yourself, as you feel yourself drowning in the pleasure from the wet love-making in the shower.
The running water somehow arouses your body more. His body too, as he rapidly reaches your cervix after spending a few minutes pressing his cock on your G-spot, making you come once again thanks to his breast play and deep kiss that complements his thrusts, along with his wet testicles smacking your skin too, that just makes your vaginal area wetter than ever.
He interrupts his deep kiss as he pounds your cervical area, "Let's come together", he says to you, ending with him continuing the deep kiss. Meanwhile, his hands moves away from your breasts and into your clitoris, running through the clitoral hood to your erect and open clitoris. You feel that the DJ will pull your clitoris, so you tighten your grip on his upper back.
"Mnghhhhhh!!" you let out a muffled loud scream as you feel your clitoris being pulled with strong force, followed by the DJ's cock splurting cock milk into your cervix, his tongue pressing down yours, and your lips being swallowed with his.
He takes a while to pull out from your vagina, as the sensation of the running water still arouses both of you. You both look at each other, feeling rapid breathing on each other's face. The air arouses both of you even more.
"We should...continue", the DJ says to you as he finally turns the shower off. He grabs a towel to dry your body, with you grabbing one to dry his.
"Ngh!", the DJ sighed in surprise as your hands cheekily rubs the towel on his body.
"Well, you're really wet too, old man", you said to him, in a playful tone as you try to ruffle his hair. He crouches down to your height and lets you dry his hair, while giving you a cute smile.
"You're adorable", he says to you, "It's hard to not like you" he continues, ending with a little peck on your lips.
Your face gets embarrassed, with the DJ disarming you with a melting kiss in your mouth, as usual. "Come on, let's do some luvin' again, darling", he continues as he carries you on your arm to bed.
You lay down on his bed, spreading your bare, naked body for him to see. The shower session has made your body ready for touches again, with any tinge of tiredness taken away. The vibes of the DJ's room ---- a vintage, 1970s styled backroom, full of plants and wooden decor, filled with shelves of vinyls and films, laid with posters of musical acts, showered only with dim red lights ---- brought back your mood into one that is ready for love-making.
The DJ gets on top of you, now wearing his glasses, rings, and his gold chains. Now his usual get-up returns, which arouses you even more. You find him sexy and dashing with those glasses and gold chains, after all, and it's even better when he's all naked with only those remain.
He looks at you, still aroused from his touches in the shower. It was a signal for him to embrace you once again, for the fourth time in the day. He gets closer to you, ensuring that you get a full view of his face, while directing his hands to rub your breasts.
"You like it when I look like this, don't you?" the DJ says with a seductive tone, as he rubs your breasts. The sensation of his hands rubbing your breasts and the cold touch of his chain necklace on your collarbone arouses you even more.
You pull his face into yours. "Kiss me, my old man....deeply and lewdly" you continue, to ensure that you'll be getting a deep kiss. "Kiss me here....and down there...", you continued, begging for drills from his large, throbbing cock.
The DJ proceeds to drill his cock into your vagina, followed by his hands grabbing your neck to touch your lips with his full lips, in a quick motion that instantly swallows your lips, while his hands continues to rub your breasts.
You moan instantly from the sensation of his lips, beginning with a breathy smooch on the lower part of your lip from the DJ that instantly wets his lips from touching the inner part of your lips. As he swallows the upper part of your lips with several long kisses, his tongue runs through the entrance of your mouth, touching the bottom part of your upper lip from left to right, begging for your mouth to let his tongue in.
You let your mouth closed for a moment, letting the DJ touch the inner part of your lip with his tongue first, as his cock suddenly gives you a rough push to go deeper into you.
When you feel his saliva warming your lips, you slowly open your mouth as your teeth goes in contact with the DJ's tongue. Now his tongue is marking and grazing your mouth, going inside to pound your tongue. His hands squeezes your breasts to mark his tongue entering your mouth, with his cock now coming in contact with your G-spot in a sudden collision. Your moans gets louder from all of these movements.
The sensation and the lewd sounds of the deep kiss has now become familiar to you, and you always love it. Even when the DJ kisses you with the same rhythm and pattern, there's always an element of surprise from the lewdness of his kisses. Now, he's doing the same thing, just with your insides pounded this time.
It's one of the things that makes you wait for Friday. To have this old man let out his desire on my mouth....and my insides....that's sexy, you thought.
The mood of the room also helps. The dim red lights makes it look like a bordello --- a room made for pleasure --- just like the studio. The jazzy music from the cassette player in his bathroom still plays, but faintly, just like music pieces in vintage porn films of yore. Even the environment feels lewd.
You get lost in these lewd moments that you failed to notice that you just came. Of course, you wouldn't know this as the DJ keeps touching and pounding you like it's nothing.
The rubbing and squeezing of his hands on your breasts gets more intense as his tongue touches the inner walls of your mouth. As he touches the bottom of your tongue, he directs his cock to touch the cervical area, rubbing the tip of his cock all over it in a motion that goes from the bottom to the top, pulling your nipples as the tip of his cock reaches your cervical crevice.
"Nghh!" you made a whimper as the DJ's tongue tries to touch the back of your mouth, with the sensation of his testicles smacking your perineum with every thrust in your insides, along with the pull of your nipples. He is once again, stimulating you on all sides, in a rough love-making.
You moans and whimpers gets louder, drowning the sounds of the DJ's moans and whimpers, your hips being smacked by his, along with the erotic sounds of your insides getting thrust repeatedly. For him, this is a green light to give you rougher touches.
As you feel saliva running down your mouth, the DJ's kisses becomes more aggressive, sucking and swallowing your lips with small gaps in between, producing lewd touching noises mixed with the DJ's moaning into your mouth. His tongue too, now rapidly grabbing your tongue, overflowing your mouth with saliva.
Meanwhile, the rubbing of your breasts now gets faster with rougher squeezes that shocks your body. His cock now aggressively pounds your cervix area, stretching the area further and further, along with making the entire area more sensitive from all the thrusting.
The overwhelming sensations of his touches from all sides of your body sends you into convulsions. He's going too hard on you, overstimulating your body with his touches and thrusts, so much that you lost focus, completely drowning in pleasure as your moans gets louder and louder, signaling your body reaching its limits.
"No, I'm at my limits!" you shouted at him, muffled of course, under his aggressive deep kiss. "I'm gonna-----Hyaaaaah!" you continued, interrupted by your body reaching its climax, spreading love juice, squirt and urine, with semen overflowing around the deepest part of your insides, as the DJ reaches his climax too with a loud whimper.
Your breathing slowly returns to normal as the DJ lets go of his body from yours. He looks at the state of your body, tracing it with his gaze getting closer to certain parts of your body, as if he's doing a routine inspection.
Your nipples are fully erect, with your clitoris in the same state, now looking bigger from constantly being teased and pulled. The hood of your clitoris is swollen, while your outer lips gets softer. Your vagina is overflowing with semen, with traces of smegma infused with it. Your butthole is slightly swollen, with love juice and semen flowing into the entrance of your butthole. Your mouth is wet, smeared with saliva from both you and the DJ's mouth. Your face is still breathing heavily, with moans infused in your breathing.
You are more than ready for yet another round of love-making.
The DJ, however, walks over to his cupboard, grabbing something. He comes back to you and shows the object to you. It's a large phallic vibrator. While not as large as his actual massive cock, it's still large enough to startle you. Not only that, the vibrator is also covered in anal lube. It's sticky and strange to your eyes, also lewd too.
"Your butthole has gone loose and sensitive....", he says to you quite lewdly, as he comes closer to you, spreading your legs and raising your rear, to give him a full view of your butthole. You look at the vibrator that he is holding. Somehow, it's not as large as the DJ's cock, but still larger than every cock you've had in your pussy throughout your life. And it's all wet and sticky. Your heart and vagina throbs as the vibrator gets closer to you.
The DJ brings his cock and vibrator closer, with anal lube dripping into the bedsheet. "Let's see if you can handle....THIS!" he continues as he thrusts his cock into your vagina once again, while inserting the wet vibrator into your love juice and semen-smeared butthole in one, rapid push that made you whimper loudly.
He turns the vibrator on as he thrusts your insides, setting it to maximum, and you begin to moan again as the DJ pulls the vibrator from your butthole to let the vibration travel through your intestinal walls.
"Haaaah!" you shout as the DJ drills your insides faster. "Take this!", he responds to your moans with pushing the vibrator back in as he drills your vaginal walls. Now both of your holes are being pounded at the same time.
This is too good!! you screamed to yourself, I'm getting addicted to this, help me!! you continued, as your moans gets louder with each thrust of the DJ's cock in your vaginal walls and the rapid vibration of the vibrator inside your butt, stretching the walls inside.
"Hyaaaaahn!", You made a loud whimper as the DJ pushes the vibrator further to reach your sensitive anal spot, before pulling it back to push it back in with a rough force to thrust your sensitive anal spot. He does this as your G-Spot gets drilled by his cock with full force, with his harshest push yet.
You came from the shocking sensation of your sensitive spots being drilled at the same time, along with both his cock and the vibrator stimulating the wall between your butthole and vagina, giving each hole a taste of another.
"This is incredible", the DJ tells you in delight from his cock feeling vibrations from your butt. "The vibration from your butt….I can feel it", he continues as his thrusts continue to one-up the vibrations, attempting to be harder on your vaginal walls than them. "I've never felt a pussy feel like this before", he ends with a lewd smile. You followed his lewd words with an orgasm, squirting on the DJ's cock and hips, with him continuing as usual.
"You get lovelier when I touch you like this, darling", he says to you again, now with a sweeter tone, but still very lewd from seeing you cumming from his thrusts and teasing. Now he notices that your clitoris stays untouched. The DJ now directs his vacant hand to rub your clitoris with his thumb, in a circular motion to stimulate you further.
"Ngh, this is too good", the DJ says to you as he stretches your violently vibrating vaginal walls with his throbbing cock. "Playing with your butt and clit makes your pussy tighter", he continues lewdly as he increases the speed of his hands thrusting the vibrator in your butt, as well as the intensity of his thumb rubbing your clitoris, "You're already so tight, and now you're tighter. It's so lewd", he finishes followed by his lips giving yours a wet smooch.
Your moans get louder as you hear the DJ's lewd words. It delights him even more, with his face giving you a lewd, perverted smirk. Even with him moaning and whimpering from pleasure that your vibrating tight insides are giving, it is clear that he's addicted to it. His perverted face means only one thing: more.
"P-please....play with this lewd, erotic body of mine..." you whimper as you lose yourself in pleasure, interrupted by a loud scream as the DJ thrusts the vibrator to reach your sensitive anal spot. "....more!" you finish with exasperated breathing, your back arching from a high-pitched whimper as the DJ pushes your clitoris back in with a rough force using his index and middle finger, while his thumb pulls your clitoris hood.
You are reaching your limits once again, as your body gets sent into convulsions from the rough touches of your body and insides. "I can't….I'm at my limits!!", you moan at him as you feel overwhelming sensations from your clitoris being pushed all the way back and rubbed all over with your sensitive spots in both holes being pounded like crazy. You feel bits of pain, but immediately converted into pleasure from the vibrations of your insides. You made a high-pitched scream, sounding like a singing voice.
His perverted smile now curls into a toothy one, "Now...." he says to you as his vacant hand lets go of your pushed-back clitoris. For you, this could only mean one thing, he's going to come together with you, creating a duet from two orgasms. He's going to pull the trigger for the duet by pulling your clitoris and pounding the deepest part of your insides. Even though you've only experienced his touches and thrusts for three full sessions, it has become a routine with him. You can predict his moves, and yet, you still feel utmost pleasure and great release.
"….Let's come together!", the DJ continues, finishes with his lips crashing into your wet lips in a sudden deep kiss as his tongue pounds yours in response to the large amount of pleasure the DJ is releasing to you. You made a loud, muffled whimper, followed by him letting out his. It builds-up into an orgasm that you two are sharing.
As you predicted, the DJ pulls your clitoris with full force, with the addition of his middle finger in his pull giving your clitoris the hardest pull you've ever had. His thrust on your vaginal insides was so rough, it pulled the vibrator out from your butthole entirely from feeling the spasms coming from your lower torso. Both of you let out a loud duet of orgasm, spreading fluids all over his bed. Squirting, love juice, semen, urine, and smegma.
"Haah….haaah…." you continue to breathe intensely, still moaning from the ultimate release. The hot breathes from the DJ enters your mouth, with his deep, nasal moans still roaring on your ears. The cold sensation of his gold chains on your collarbones begins to leave your body as the DJ pulls out his cock to see your vagina, overflowing with his semen. The sight is too much for you, and yet you are transfixed at the DJ inspecting your insides.
"I came too much….", the DJ tells you as he cleans your vagina with his fingers. "I was supposed to clean you up, but I…" he continues, with you interrupting him.
"Both of us", you said to him, "We got too aroused in there" you continued with a chuckle as you point your finger to the bathroom. The DJ chuckles back as he goes up to you to give you a kiss, before you made a gesture for him to back off, to stop him from giving you gentle kisses. You are simply not ready for that.
The DJ looks away from you, going back into your rear to inspect your butthole. He looks surprised from what he sees.
"It's swollen" he tells you. "Your butthole got developed rather quickly, I'm impressed", he continues with a lewd tone. "It looks exhausted from the vibrator gaping it open, it's closed but it's still opening and closing, together with your breathing", he finishes, and then smiles at you. You made a face of embarrassment from knowing how horny and lewd your body has become.
He gives you a kiss to disarm you, as usual, and then continues to inspect your butthole. "You could handle that one, I'm surprised" he says to you, with a tone that is less lewd, more like someone explaining to you in a clear matter. "At this rate, I can finally give you anal sex" he continues, with his fingers circling around your butthole. He looks at you, all breathing in exhaustion from another rough love-making with him. "But you're exhausted, let's continue next week", he finishes.
"Let's take some rest, sweetheart….", he says to you, softly.
The night has given you another round of unimaginable pleasure.
After a few moments, the DJ grabs you for a cuddle. The love-making was too intense, after all, and coming back from it would take a while. He strokes your hair, giving you little kisses on your hair as he combs your hair with his fingers. The moment is pleasant, with your head feeling comfort from resting on his ample chest, and your shoulder feeling calm from the DJ's hands, going through your shoulder softly. Both of you exchanged no words for some moments, letting the calm aura of the room accompany your return from the love-making.
The DJ breaks the silence. "You got dirty again", he says to you, noting how your body got all wet and messy from the love-making after a shower that was supposed to clean you up. You look at him with a stern look, because you know he was wrong. He was aroused and dirty too! He touched you because the lewd air got to him as well!
"We got dirty again", you corrected him. "It's both of us" you continue as you tighten your hands on his waist. The DJ chuckles at you, as he continues to kiss your hair. You continue to breathe on his chest, trying to calm yourself further. The air goes back to silence, as you both embrace the calmness of the afterglow.
"Darling…..you were great", he says to you, with a praise. You put your hand on his chest, running through it from top to bottom, softly, while giving the DJ a sweet smile. "But, it's more intense than I hoped", he continues with a slight tone of worry. He's really worried on whether he overstepped on your limits again. You let out a little surprised noise, and kisses the DJ's cheek to avoid the air from becoming awkward and negative.
"It's fine….", you said to him. "Everything is all right", you continue, trying to return to the calmness that you both were basking in. "You said I did great, I'm happy too. And the show too, I didn't know it would turn out well….", you continue with a slight tone of bashfulness, trying to say kind words without being too corny. You look down afterwards, as you realise that you weren't the brightest when it comes to saying words during aftercare.
The DJ just smiles to you in a sweet, reassuring smile. "That's good to hear", he says to you. "I'm glad you had a pleasurable time with me, once again", he continues, now giving your hair a smooch. The air instantly returns to a calm one, as you both exchange wordless gazes, while stroking eachother's bodies softly.
An hour later, you lie in the DJ's bed, facing him. You look at him, finally coming back to Earth from the intense love-making. He's without his glasses, but still wearing his gold chains. It makes him look like a middle-aged biker unable to let go of his passion in his sleep. You smile at him with a sweet, friendly smile.
He responds to you by stroking your hair, softly and gently. You find his touch comfortable, so you let him stroke your hair repeatedly. However, the quiet air gets broken from the DJ's words rather quickly.
"Darling, I need to ask you something", he says to you, with a slight tinge of worry on his tone. Your face shifts to a worried one. "If you find it uncomfortable, just tell me", he continues.
Uncomfortable? What does he mean? But we just had a really dirty and lewd sex, and I liked it, you said to yourself. You try to think of something that you might find uncomfortable, but the DJ beats you to it by admitting it right on.
Taking a deep breath, the DJ starts his burning question to you. "Every time I kiss you gently, you seem to be worried", he tells you, with a down-turned sigh of worry as he continues to gently stroke your hair. "You always want me to stop. You always look uncomfortable, like you don't want it. Even when you like it, you always look like you're doing it for my sake, and not yours…." he continues.
You look down. I can't believe it….he knows about it. you said to yourself, with a tone of solemn disappointment. You really want to let out an apology, but of course, he's not done with his words yet. You let him continue
"And yet, you always look forward to my deep kisses. Eagerly kissing me as I do you, loving the touch of my tongue with yours. You even give me deep kisses, but it's the only kisses you'll ever give to me. I love those, darling, but you seem to not like the gentle ones." he continues, with you still looking down, away from him, but still feeling his soft touches on your hair. "Darling? Please, look at me", he interrupts his question when he realises that you've been looking away from him. You push yourself to look at him, but with eyes of slight worry.
"My darling….I'm not disappointed", he sighs at you as he notices your expression. "I just want to know, why? Are you not used to gentle touches? Have you always been touched roughly all your life?" he finally asks you. "Do you want me….to not touch you gently?" he finishes his question.
You try to look away from him, but you couldn't. You know that he will be sad. But, you just couldn't tell him about your aversion to intimacy, and your past failed intimacies that only brought you feelings of hurt and loneliness. You don't want to repeat those memories in your brain.
You breathe on his face, trying to answer him, as he continues to stroke your hair softly, while giving you a sweet smile, trying to calm you down. You really want to stop him from asking these questions, but his sweet smile just makes you want to be truthful. He has to know, but, all these bliss from love-making? I don't want that to disappear. you said to yourself. After all, your life has been so insignificant and boring that your love-making sessions with the DJ is now the only thing you are looking forward to. You now have something to enjoy in your life, for once.
Engaging in intimacy would make this disappear.
And that scares you. A broken intimacy will mean the end of everything. You've just met him, after all. This has been your third time together with him. Yes, his touches have been nothing but lustful and rough, but it brought you bliss that you couldn't imagine having. It brought you away from your life full of being overlooked, ignored, and walked past on.
It felt like a new life was born. A life of finally being noticed.
But of course, again, a failed intimacy would break all of this down. Of course, a long-lasting intimacy would be heavenly for you. But a failed intimacy? You don't want it to happen again. Not especially with the DJ, who you actually like outside of all these lewd sessions.
You took a deep breath, trying to form words to him. "I….I like gentle touches. But, I'm not used to it", you answer him. "Throughout my life, all my short trysts….they just come and go. It's all fast, just touching me and leaving me afterwards. I've never felt a tryst that goes beyond that. Until I met you." you explain to him. It felt wrong, telling him a half-truth. But of course, it is the truth. All your past sexual encounters were just one night of touching, and that's it. To you, though, it's the perfect way to hide the DJ from your issues with intimacy.
"You've given me something I never had. And I don't know how to get used to it…..sorry." you end your answer with an apology. However, the DJ shushes you with a finger on your mouth.
"Don't apologise. There's nothing wrong with your feelings" he responds to you. He caresses your cheek. "I'm glad to hear your answer. And I'm glad to have given you something new in your life", he continues. "But, this means that you're alright with gentleness?", he asks you, going back to his first question about his gentle kisses.
You try to answer him. It's hard because you failed to make him stop wanting to engage in intimacy with you. You thought that he would settle down with making your relationship with him completely carnal. Just for desire and lust, with no intimacy. If he's making this whole relationship entirely sexual, he'll stop kissing you gently.
His gentle kisses aren't the same as his deep kisses. You know that, and he knows that too. He gives you gentle kisses precisely because he's into you. He likes you, and he wants to be more than a dirty old man touching your youthful body with lust and excitement once a week. You know that if he's not into you, he'll just give you his lustful lewd kisses all the time. Now, you have no choice but to let him show you his affection for you. It's not unwanted to you, it's the possibility of a failed intimacy that you fear after all. Reluctantly, you answer him.
"….Yes", you relented. The DJ smiles at you, and his face gets closer to you, with his forehead touching yours. He looks at you in your eyes. Your look of worry is still there, but gets clouded with a look of tiredness. You're really tired today. You just want to rest. You want him to stop asking you these questions.
"Thank you, sweetheart.", he responds to you. "But I know you're tired", he continues, as he puts your head on his chest. Immediately, you close your eyes, dozing off to a sleep.
"Get some rest, darling…", he says to you, as you fall asleep.
Morning has come, and you woke up from a peaceful sleep. You looked at the clock, it's past nine in the morning. The DJ is nowehere to be found in his room, but you know that he's probably preparing you breakfast. Sure enough, the sounds of ruffling chains gets audible in your ears, signifying the DJ's presence. He comes back to his room, carrying a full English breakfast for you on a foldable table.
"Good morning, sweetheart", he greets you with a smile. "You're definitely hungry, go eat up", he continues as he puts the foldable table on your side. You dig in to the full breakfast. It tastes good, his cooking gets your mood back up from sleep immediately. You say your gratitudes to the DJ for the nice breakfast, and he smiles at you.
"If you're still exhausted, you can stay until afternoon", he says to you. You decline his offer, of course, as you remember your plan to meet up with some friends at lunch. You tell him about your plans for today, and it quickly becomes a discussion about nice eating spots around both of your areas. I didn't know he's a foodie, you said to yourself. It makes him cute, you followed.
The DJ himself has plans with his friends before his Saturday night show, and now he just wants to bask himself in the air of Saturday morning, with music playing on his record player and coffee to keep him awake and energised. You chuckle from his Saturday plans, as it makes him look like a proper middle-aged man. You've certainly remember your friends' dads being like this.
You put on your clothes as soon as you finish your breakfast. You're ready to greet the DJ goodbye for the day, but something feels off.
You remembered how he greets you with a kiss last week, as soon as you woke up from your rest. Now, it looks like that he's actively avoiding himself from kissing you. It seems likely to you, as you can tell from his expression that he really wants to kiss you. His pouty lips, and his wistful eyes says so. His hands plays with his gold chains, trying to get you to notice his expression. You looked at him giving a kissable face, that begs for a soft, gentle kiss.
Of course, you remember how he learns about your reasoning for your uncomfortable feelings from his gentle kisses. However, he seems to be taking your answer as a minor rejection. Yes, you do allow him to kiss you, but at the same time, it's not hard to see why he would choose to stop. You take a deep breath, and approaches the DJ.
"Hey…..I know you want to kiss me…gently", you said to him, while you look down on the floor. You raised your head to his face, now with your eyes on his. "You can kiss me if you want….but if I tell you to stop, please stop. That's it" you continue.
The DJ smiles at you, and gets you to his couch. He caresses your cheeks, as his face gets closer to you. He raises your chin, and looks at you for a few minutes. Moments of silence ensue, with only your slow breathing on your face, and his on yours.
He closes the gap with a soft, long smooch from his full lips, followed with a series of small, soft pecks. This time, he goes for your upper lip first. Touching the center of your upper lip with a couple of soft pecks, followed by a loving, soft smooch, before leaving a trail of soft pecks and a soft smooch on each side of your upper lip.
Of course, you worry about his want for intimacy with you, but those worries slowly gets buried under touches from his plush lips on yours. The gentle kisses gives you the message of him wanting to be more than a giver of pleasure to you. He wants to step inside your world, to be a part of your life. To embrace your heart.
The comfort from his kisses permeates through your body, as you give yourself completely to the mercy of his kisses, with each soft pecks and loving smooches covering you with a warm blanket, seeping through your skin. As the DJ makes way into your lower lip with a couple of smooches, you feel a slight touch in your inner lip from his upper lip touching it. The touch made you whimper, as you begin to feel him entering your life through these kisses.
He wants you, completely.
And that thought, of course, scares you still. The sweet pecks he's giving to your lower lips continues, but it's clear that you couldn't take it anymore. You put your hands on his chest, trying to push him away. It's the best way you can do to stop him.
The DJ picks up your body language and lets go of his lips. However, he still puts his face close to you, putting your forehead on his, with his hands caressing you. A few minutes of silence returns, with only the sounds of breathing in your ears.
The sound of your phone breaks off the moment. It's your friend, they're notifying you that they're on their way. You raise your neck uptight, with the DJ doing the same. Though, you grabbed his wrist to hold his hand, signifying that no, you're not going to walk out on him completely without saying anything after the kiss.
"See you next Friday", you said to him, ending with a smile. He strokes your hair twice, giving you a friendly smile. "You can talk to me anytime", you continue.
"I will, sweetheart", the DJ responds to you. "And see you next Friday too. I can't wait for it", he continues as you walk out of his flat.
Now you're back to the present. It's now four in the afternoon. You look at your phone, with one notification on top. It's the DJ, asking you how your lunch with friends was.
You tell him that it went well, but the food was kind of bland and overpriced that you all went to your usual kebab joint and laughed at how bad the lunch was. He laughs with you over the chat, with him telling you to take your friends to his favourite live music spot for the night if you still want to get the overpriced bland food out from you and your friends' memory.
You sigh in relief that you forgot that you've been agonising about the DJ, his attempts for intimacy with you, and how it's driving you crazy. You're guessing that recalling memories of last night changed how you feel with him.
For now, you'll let him kiss you gently all he wants, until you tell him to stop. That way, he could still get what he wants, while maintaining a bit of distance between being carnal and being deep in intimacy. But of course, deep down, you're not completely closed to intimacy.
That's ridiculous, you say to yourself. I've said it before, no more of this, you continue, trying to reject your deepest desire for intimacy with the DJ. But of course, you are tempted to believe that you can still have an intimacy that works.
Let's see if he could change my mind, you said to yourself. You're going to let him tell you how much he yearns for you. Maybe, just maybe, you'll fall in love with him. Which will make everything more complicated.
For now, you're letting him in. Not just your body, but your life too.
"What am I doing…." you ask in exasperation, as the DJ sends you a message. It's just a friendly invitation for a conversation, but with this, you have let him in.
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Author's Notes:
This was long...YET AGAIN! I'm sorry for promising anal sex for this chapter only to not write it, because this was supposed to be a mini-chapter and not Chapter 5, so next chapter will finally feature anal sex. I'm not blueballing y'all i swear!!
I didn't put on images in this part. I don't want to repeat images, so it is advised to watch the music video before reading.
Music I listened to while writing. (Please play NO, THANK YOU!!!, it's a really good game, you won't regret it. You WILL be Haru-pilled! It's on Steam, uncensored!
As usual, English is not my first language. Sorry if the writing is generally awkward.
I use the word "vagina" because I have no good alternative for it. I've been raised with Japanese erotic 2D media that my brain automatically defaults to "オマンコ / omanko" and "おちんちん / ochinchin" for vagina and cock, and the latter are the closest thing I could use to the former.
I didn't mention it in the fic, but yes, the reader is on pills. Always assume that everyone with vagina is on pills in my smut fics unless otherwise stated, thank you.
Summary: The Radio DJ invites you to stay the night at his place. You and the DJ both tease and arouse eachother intenstively to begin the first proper night session together.
Word count: 8k
Warnings: MDNI, NSFW, smut, explicit, no physical description of the reader, mentions of female genitalia, AFAB reader, age gap, v fingering, cunnilingus, nipple play, deepthroat, sixty-nine, nipple play, anal fingering, overstimulation, clitoral stimulation, p in v, cervix penetration, dirty talk, pillow talk, body worship, aftercare, rough sex, oral sex, porn without plot, plot what plot, no beta
Notes: Continuation of "London Heat" and "A Prelude to Pleasure", and based on the music video for "Let Me Talk to You". Thank you to @alexjacobsgoodnight and sam spruell's hand fetishist (Twitter) for some feedbacks. Enjoy!
"I'll see you tonight, then"
The DJ's words lingers on your mind. Now, it is seven in the evening. You're back to your flat after that sudden rough lovemaking session with him, and despite that, you've regained your full strength for tonight's session with the DJ.
Your phone vibrates as the DJ's evening radio show ends. You look away from your laptop to see a personal message from the DJ. He just sent you a link to where he is taking you for drinks.
"See you there ;)", the message reads. You leave your flat in an instant.
It's actually not that far, a walk and a bus ride could take fifteen to twenty minutes depending on the traffic, and before you know it, you arrive at the pub and went in. Earlier, you've noticed. The DJ wasn't there yet, so you sat down in a table for two in the corner.
"Hey", a familiar voice blared on your ears. It's him.
The DJ greets you with his usual calm, laid-back tone and follows it with a little kiss on your cheek. You are taken aback, with a blushing red face, as you both are in a public spot.
"Umm...not here" you responded to him.
"People here don't give a crap", he responded to you with a little chuckle. You then forget about the whole thing as the DJ ordered drinks for you both, all on him. He then strikes a conversation.
Your drinks with him were fun. There was no signs of awkwardness from the rough session you both had earlier that day. The DJ just tells you how his show went, before asking you the basics: where you're from and what you do for a living. He lets you rip for ten whole minutes, though he occasionally asks you to calm down when you're sounding too much like a candidate on a job interview.
You like that his radio DJ personality can still be seen outside of his duties. He's such a lad, you said to yourself, as you keep listening to his mumblings about his day job.
It calms you down, reassures you that he's genuine about you. You've also noticed that as you explain to him who you are, his smile gets sweeter as you tell him more about you. He even gave you a smile with the cute gesture of his hand leaning on his face with his other hand on the table.
Before you both know it, it is now half past eight. The DJ gets up and pays for the drinks, not without the bartender striking some greetings to the DJ, who seems to be a regular. You can't help but to smile, though, as you witness the DJ's friendly, laid-back personality on other people.
You both take a walk to his place, with the DJ wrapping his left arm on your shoulder as you walk. Just fifteen minutes later, you both arrive at his flat, where you immediately feel splashes of colours on your eyes.
The DJ's flat looks as groovy as he is. The interiors looked like it's been unchanged since the late-70s, but cleaned up with the addition of green, orange, and yellow things to not let the wood take over the place. It feels both cool and warm, as you gaze at the many music posters adorning the walls on his flat.
He gleefully mentions who these artists are, their best songs and why you should listen to them. But of course, that's not what you're here for.
The DJ pulls you by your hand to his room, where he closes the door by pining you on it. He locks you using his arms, and closes the gap between your face and his with a kiss on your mouth.
He wants to start the night.
His soft, full lips touches yours in an instant, gently and lovingly. He then slowly grazes inside your mouth, that you can feel from the taste of beer entering your mouth, along with more intense noises coming from both your lips and his.
He then grabs your neck as his tongue ties itself to yours, mixing the taste of his saliva and beer with yours that produces a sour taste with a dash of sweetness in your mouth. You whimper as you feel more pressure from his tongue and lips, with the DJ changing the angle of his kisses to feel your lips and mouth more intensely.
The friction between his aquiline nose with your cheek and nose enhances the deep kiss, as well as the touch between the DJ's scar under his nose with your upper lips. In an instant, both you and the DJ's moans becomes louder, and the sensation between the touch of both of your clothed bodies becomes hotter. The DJ certainly felt this, as he begins to fondle your breasts as he increases the intensity of his kisses.
The sensation of his massive hands and long fingers exploring your breasts sends the feeling of excitement in you, so much that you grip your hands on the DJ's upper back to keep yourself clear, but still, you gave in to the moment as the DJ's fingers touches your nipples.
You easily fall into pleasure from the intense, deep kiss, and before you know it, you can feel yourself wetting down there. It does not help that the DJ closes the distance between his crotch and yours by rubbing his clothed crotch on yours.
He responded to this by moving his hands from your breasts to your waist, slowly, before sliding down to your skirt. He lifts up your skirt and touches your crotch, feeling the wetness of it in his fingers. You're this wet now? He said to himself.
The DJ lets go of the kiss slowly, letting his saliva stretch from your lips. "You are this wet....from kisses" he tells you, ignoring his crotch rubbing on yours and the touches he made on your breasts.
"I like that" he continues with a slightly lewder tone. His handsome face gives you a look of desire. It was a green light. It was a prelude for the night of pleasure to go forward.
The DJ walks to his bed to reveal his bedroom to you. You're a bit surprised to find that the bedroom doesn't look too different from the studio: adorned with red lights, with a PC setup that resembles a DJ workspace, and shelves full of vinyls with a record player placed in a table with photos of the DJ and gifts from his guests, mostly fake plants and real bouquets.
The redness of the room and the lack of bright lighting once again gives you the impression of being in a bordello, just like his studio. That thought made you blush, as you feel that the room alone is inviting the act of love-making to be more lewd.
The DJ chuckles as he sees your face getting red. "It's my private corner for me and my music", he tells you.
"Of course I want it to look like my studio", he continues, ending with a sultry tone. He then walks into his computing setup, leaning his microphone into his bed.
"There won't be any music", he says to you as he walks into his PC setup, "Your noises will be music to my ears. And mine too, for yours" he continues with a sultry tone. "This mic will hear all of it", he ends with tugging his radio-grade microphone as he turns it on.
"Sound? You mean.....this will be recorded? All of it?" you asked, with a blush on your face, knowing that your session with the DJ would end up as a sex tape, in technicality.
"Of course." he continues, reassuring you that it will be fine. "I want to hear your voice all the time", he continues with a smile on his face. You relented, and showed it to him by letting a deep breath go.
"Come here", he said to you. Hesitantly, you sit on his bed, with the DJ pulling your hand to get you in his arms. The DJ then raises your chin with his hand to get a look on you.
As his blue eyes pierce into yours, you give him an expression of pout, followed by your hands wrapping his neck. The DJ then runs his right hand on your hair with his left hand caressing your cheek. It was slow and loving, and you can't help but blush on him.
"You're pretty" he says to you with a slightly teasing tone, "Makes me want to touch you more", he continues with a tease that sends you a feeling of jolting shock.
He disarms you with a smile as he puts his hands on your shoulder, and eventually his fingers reaches your collarbones. You hold his wrists in confusion, before realising that he's going to undress you.
"I want to see all of you", the DJ teases you as he runs his fingers inside of your top. "I want to make music with your body", he continues.
He immediately undoes your top, slowly. And as soon as he finishes, his hands runs straight for your skirt, taking it off too. This sends you into a deep embarrassment as you feel his massive hands and long digits softly running through your clothes, coming into contact with your skin, and removing your panties, even though your first encounter with him did involve the DJ playing with your naked body.
The DJ looked at your naked body, through his focused, bespectacled eyes. He runs his eyes from top to bottom, from your face, to your legs, trying to memorise the sight into his brain.
"Your body....it's beautiful" he says to you, as he gets closer to you to get his hands to run through parts of your soft, shivering body to prepare you for lovemaking. You find the sight pretty arousing, but embarrassing. You've never had someone giving this much focus on your body, after all.
Your embarrassment made you grip your hands on his gold chains as you sigh from the ecstatic feeling from the DJ's touches, with your eyes looking away from the DJ. He gives you a sigh, and gently cups his hand on your cheek.
"Undress me", he says to you, while putting your hands on his jacket. "Touch me", he continues as he holds your hands with a pouty face with half-open lips.
Without hesitation, you took off his jacket, and then his trousers, leaving the DJ with his white tank top and a pair of undies. You put your hands on the DJ's chest. It's soft.
You have not felt his chest before, and so the soft texture of his ample chest surprises you. You then run your fingers through his chest, until your index fingers touches his grazing nipples. Even when covered by his tank top, his hard nipples still manages to graze through.
The hardness of his nipples looks cute to you. You couldn't stop looking at it. It looks like a small nose, you thought. The sight entices you so much that you can't help but to undo the DJ's tank top from waist up, which he gleefully accepts.
Now with his chest exposed, you can see his ample chest and hardened nipples clearly. The sight is so tempting to you that your index fingers immediately tease them. The DJ makes a small whimper as your fingers stroke his small nipples in a circular direction.
"Ah" the DJ makes whimpering noises when you pinch on his nipples in the middle of your strokes. You found his whimpers as adorable, if not arousing. Enough that it tempts you to tug on his nipples.
"Ngh" the DJ moans as you repeatedly stroke his nipples, while occasionally tugging on them. And before you know it, his nipples gets more erect from your touches.
As you run your fingers through his nipples, his breathing gets faster and his chest gets bigger and smaller as his breathing goes. You found the sight of his heaving chest as arousing, driving away your sight from the DJ's nipples to his breasts for a bit.
You direct your face closer to his chest, before putting your tongue on the DJ's right nipple. You immediately wrap his right nipple with your tongue, going in an up-and-down motion, squashing his nipple with it. Your left hand soon follows, running it through the DJ's soft and squishy right breast before squeezing it as your tongue runs on his right nipple.
Of course, you didn't leave his left nipple untouched, as you continue to stroke his right nipple with your finger, and eventually squeezing his left breast. Your hands gradually gets harder on squeezing his breasts, as if you're trying to get him to lactate.
The DJ's breathing gets more laboured, and he puts his hands on your shoulders as he gets harder from you teasing his nipples and breasts. You let go of your tongue after a few moment to tease his left nipple with your tongue.
It feels good. You said to yourself. I want to taste him all night long, you continued, as you make your tongue motion on the DJ's left nipple faster. Your hands' squeezes too, gets harder on both of his soft, plump breasts. The DJ's moans gets louder as your mouth and finger plays with his nipples more intensely.
He makes a whimpering noise when you unconsciously suck on his nipple as it gets hard on your mouth. His moans compelled you to tug and pull on his nipples.
Your gaze focuses on the DJ's face while you continuously tease his nipples. You've noticed that his cheeks are redder than usual. He's blushing, that's cute, you said to yourself while your face curls into a smile. The erect state of his nipples and the DJ's blushing face makes it look more addicting to pull to you, and so you keep pulling his nipples with varying strength.
"Ohh.....Ahhhhnn❤︎" the DJ's moans continue to be heard in your ears as you keep pulling and tugging on his nipples. You find his moans cute as you do this, as his moans are starting to sound like a singing voice.
"You're singing right now", you said to the DJ, with the DJ unable to respond as he keeps moaning as you increase the strength of your pulls on his nipples. The DJ's breathing gets more and more rapid, which heaves his already plump breasts even more.
The sight arouses you completely, and so pull his nipples with a strong force. "Ahhh!!" the DJ lets out a loud whimper as you tease him that way. You let go of your fingers and caress the DJ to look at his expression.
He made an expression of pleasure to your face, a face that is drowning in pleasure while making a lewd smile. This sight only arouses you, and so you immediately press your hands on his plump breasts as you give the DJ another kiss in his mouth.
Your tongue grazes his in an instant as your hands explore his breasts in a circular motion, letting the DJ taste his own hardened nipples, mixed with your saliva.
The DJ handles your rough tongue really well, with him trying to match your roughness. You responded to his intense tongue motion by squeezing his breasts harder like a cushion and changing the direction of your hands erratically. The DJ makes a loud whimper as he feel your hands suffocating his breasts from all sides.
Of course, you make your hands go softer on his breasts, toning down your mashing to calm him down, only for you to continue grabbing on his breasts harder. Your kisses also follows this pattern. You just want to see that big boy aroused by your teasing, after all, like he does to you.
"Mmmh....Nggghhh!!!!" the DJ whimpers as he trembles under your teases. It just compels you to go rougher on him, with your hands going the hardest on his breasts. You can feel that he's on his limits, and so you pulled his nipples with the strongest force as the DJ lets out an orgasm.
You slowly let go of your kiss, with the DJ grabbing your neck as both of your saliva stretches out once again. Both of you are in standstill, gazing at each other's face.
He directs your hands to take his undies off, which you do without looking at his cock down there. You keep gazing at his face while stopping to look at his completely naked body.
He's sexy, you note to yourself. He looks so hot with his gold chains and rings intact while naked, you continued your lewd thoughts. I won't let him take those off, your lewd thoughts continue to stream on brain. His glasses and headphones too, I want him to keep it, your last thought passed through.
The DJ's face visibly blushes the more you look at him. He then puts his hands on your waist, slowly going up to your face to caress you, of course with his fingers carefully mapping parts of your body once again as his hands goes up.
You put your hands on his wrists as you lean yourself deeply into the DJ's touch. The DJ's gaze on you becomes more flushed, going from a face of pleasure into a bashful, embarrassed face as his face goes beet red as he looks at your face.
You give him a soft sigh and a chuckle, with the DJ replying to you with a cute, toothy smile. Both of you continue to gaze on each other with your hands caressing on the DJ's face, until he breaks it off with another flushed look as he grabs your butt, complete with a red blush on his cheeks.
This sight makes you smile naughtily to the DJ, pulling his chain necklace to tease him. He gets flustered before turning his gaze into one that is full of desire.
"You really do want more, don't you" the DJ says to you. "Fine, I'll give you what you want" he continues as he lies down and pulls your waist to make you sit on him.
"Now you sing for me" he says to you as he makes you turn around, and pulls your hips to make you lie on top of him. "But don't worry, I won't be too rough on you", he continues, ensuring you that he won't go beyond your limits this time.
You look in shock as the DJ's giant cock reveal itself in front of your face. It looks intimidating up close, almost dominating. You have seen the DJ's big boy cock before a couple of times, but never this close.
"It's bigger up close, isn't it?", he asks you, as if he could feel your intimidated expression. "Take it slow, I'll take it slow with you too", he continues.
"....Yes", you answered. Your index finger firmly touches the tip of his cock. It feels hard, but you can't stop tugging on it.
"Touch it", the DJ tells you. "You want it, don't you?" he continues seductively.
You didn't say anything, and so your hands begin to explore his whole member, in all its erect and veiny glory. You find the texture of his cock overwhelming, it's rough and strange. It even feels weird as you touch it. You found it hard to believe that this odd-looking thing explored your insides and gave you pleasure. Nevertheless, you continue to spread your fingers on it.
Meanwhile, the DJ lowers his head so he could have a clear look of your lower torso. "What a view", he says as the sight of your wet pussy reveals itself to him. He grabs your butt with his hands, and lowers your pussy on his face. You made a whimpering noise as the tip of his nose hits the outer lips of your vagina, with his left index finger rubbing your clitoris.
The DJ spreads your pussy open with his thumbs, and slides them into your vaginal openings to stretch it open. Immediately, drops of your love juice drips into his face, but leaving his glasses intact oddly enough, a sign that you are fully aroused. The DJ slides two digits from his right hand inside of you as you continue to stroke his cock.
Your strokes starts with an up-and-down motion, wrapping his cock with right hand while your left hand continue to tease the tip of his cock. You eagerly increases the speed of your strokes as you felt his fingers extensively touching every part of your walls, with his double-jointed thumbs massaging your vaginal opening in an up-and-down motion. The DJ responds to your rapidly increasing speed by spreading your pussy open and tasting your vaginal openings with his tongue.
You immediately felt great pleasure from the DJ tasting your openings and the rubs of your clitoris. The feeling gets intensified as the DJ's tongue stretches your vaginal openings by going forward and backward, softening the folds and wrinkles.
You decide to do the same with him. As the DJ's finger explores and warms your walls further, you stroke his cock with your tongue from the bottom of his erect cock, going up into his tip, followed by a circular motion from your tongue before you pull his cock to let your mouth wrap it as you felt the tip of his index finger touching your cervix.
The DJ made a slight whimper as he felt the pull of his cock into your mouth, and his whimper makes him withdraw his tongue from your insides only for it to re-enter, and directing his middle finger to thrust your cervical orifice. It pushes both of you to make a high-pitched whimpering noise.
As he feel your tongue marking every corner of his cock including the protruding veins, you feel the same happening inside of you, with the walls of your insides being touched rather intensely by the DJ's tongue and his long fingers as it withdraws from your insides.
Your unconscious response is to taste his cock harder and faster, as the DJ follows it with faster and rougher touches with his tongue inside of you, along with the sound of his moans getting louder. You respond with your hands grabbing his testicles.
"Nghh❤︎" the DJ whimpers as he felt both his cock getting deeper inside your mouth and the strong grip of your hands on his testicles. He unconsciously responds by inserting his love juice-covered right index finger into your butthole while his thumbs continue to massage your vaginal openings, with his fingers going harder as your moaning gets louder.
You both fell deep into pleasure, not caring about any feeling besides arousal, as you both try to out-arouse each other. Every time the DJ goes on you hard, you try to tease him harder, and vice versa. Now, all you can feel is the increasing hotness of your insides and your G-spot being toyed by the DJ's tongue.
As if it wasn't enough, the DJ tries to one-up your teasing by withdrawing his index finger inside your butthole, only for him to re-enter his finger into it. At the same time, he pulls your erect clitoris with love juice-smeared fingers.
"Ahhh!" you made a loud whimper as you feel a sharp sensation coming from your insides, your clitoris, and butthole. Now the DJ is teasing you in both of your holes once again. You however, keep pulling his cock so it goes deeper inside your mouth, and before you know it, you've reached the limit in how deep his cock could go inside your mouth.
Now both you and the DJ are increasing the intensity and motion of teasings. As you both get more intense, the moans coming from both of your mouths gets louder and louder.
This song...is too intense, you thought. This sex song, how long will it be? your thought continues as your body is reaching your limits.
Of course, you both reached your limits in no time, and as you both can feel the orgasm coming, you gripped your hand on the DJ's cock harder, as does the DJ, pulling your clitoris harder.
Both of you made a loud, intense scream as you both came on eachother. You immediately let go of your hand from his cock as you feel a rapid wave of semen flooding your throat, with the DJ doing the same, letting go of his face and hands as he gets showered with love juice and squirting.
You hear laboured breathing from the DJ. You turned your body to face him as he gets up to sit on his bed. As his breathes returns to normal pace, you straddle on top of his hips, putting your right arm on his shoulder while you run your left hand on his chest.
You gave the DJ a kiss in the cheek. He smiles at you, and started praising you. You're so sweet, I can't get enough of you, I'll keep touching you, I love your voice, your singing sounds melodious. The compliments makes your heart flutter. He does this while his hands gets busy from touching and exploring every inch of your body once again, with his eyes averting your gaze at times to look at parts of your body his hand are currently mapping out with his touch.
"Let me feel your body", he tells you as he tightens his grip on your back, before softly caressing your back. He gives you a kiss in the mouth as he directs his hands onto your thighs next. "It's nice and soft, even better after you came", he continues.
My goodness, he's really handsome like this, you said to yourself, trying hard not to let it leak through your mouth, although you try to tell him by running your hands on his supple, small waist, and eventually squeezing them.
"Hey" the DJ responds to your hands squeezing his waist. In turn, he squeezes your breast harder, which made you let out a small whimper. You look at his face, now stern, in a lewd sense. You smiled at him with a naughty smile.
You pull the DJ's gold chains and follows it with your hands caressing his face. The DJ's mouth slightly opens as he feels his chains pulling his neck. He looks kissable when he does that, you said to yourself.
"I really like you", you said to him. "Let's continue, shall we? Don't we have all night?" you continued with a question, that you ask rather seductively as you keep tugging on his gold chains while making expressions of pouting at the DJ. You just want to see his handsome face show desire to you, after all.
"I didn't know you're this naughty" the DJ says to you with a chuckle as he continues his touches. You respond by squeezing his ample chest once again, which startled him. He shakes your hair with his right hand and directs his hands to squeeze your waist.
He looks up to you. "Shall we continue, darling?" he asks you with a tone of affection that is somehow seductive at the same time.
"Um....Isn't it too early for that?" you asked him in turn, with a flustered face as you hear the DJ call you with that word. After all, you've just met twice. Even when you both are already deep into each other this intensely, surely you both needed more time and effort to even reach that state?
The DJ only smiles at you and gives you sweet little kisses in turn.
"What? You're so good. You're sweet, soft, and tasty" the DJ answers your question with praises, "You're insides too, it's so tight, it made me feel good" the DJ continues his answer affectionately. You feel embarrassed to hear yet another worship of your body from the DJ's mouth with his deep, inviting voice, but at the same time, you feel aroused.
He makes a serious face at you. "I'll prove it", the DJ continues, followed with him grabbing your waist to lie you down.
The DJ gets on top of you, caressing your face, with his other hand playing with your breast. "Show me your body" he continues, "All of it", he ends seductively, as he spreads your legs and hips open and tastes your pussy to fill his mouth with love juice and squirting.
"Sing for me again", he says to you as he brings his face closer to yours, directing his full, soft lips to yours to give you a deep kiss.
His full lips crashes into yours, with tongue touching your inner lips to graze inside of your mouth as his hands plays with your breasts, rubbing and squeezing them, while occasionally tugging and pulling your nipples, all while he rubs his massive member on your vulva and vaginal openings, just like what you did to his breasts earlier.
"Nghh....Ahhnnn❤︎" you moan as his tongue touches yours slowly, with increasing speed as time goes. The taste of your bodily fluids, mixed with the DJ's saliva and semen concocts an indescribable taste that is somehow addicting to you when mixed with your saliva.
What is this sensation, you asked yourself, while swallowing the mixture of fluids down your throat. It's so strange, but I want more, your thoughts continues as the the touch of his lips on yours gets more intense and harder.
He really wants you to know how much he wants you, and the feeling gets reflected by his pulls of your nipples that gets stronger, as well as the rubbing of his cock on your vagina. As if that wasn't enough, the DJ pulls your clitoris as his tongue grazes deeper into your mouth, and pushes it when he tastes the walls of your mouth all over.
Both of your moans gets louder as he increases the roughness of his kisses, breast play, clitoris teasing and the rubbing of his cock on you. You quickly reach your limits as he keeps stimulating you on all sides. No! This is too much! I'm going to come now, your heart screamed, but you can only let out muffled screams in reality.
"Ahhh!!!!" you let out a loud scream as you let out a massive orgasm with a whimper, spreading love juice, squirt and urine all over the DJ's bed. Your tearful eyes tries to focus, but all seems to be blurry, except for the vague shape of the DJ's glasses and headphones, moving away from your face, as well as the sight of the DJ's massive cock, now full of semen from cumming.
"P-please.....put it in❤︎" you begged to the DJ. You just couldn't handle his touching no more. It's too much, you need a release from all the pleasure. You want him inside of you.
The DJ gives you a smooch on your lips while stroking your hair. The sight of your overstimulated body, horny face, and moaning made him go harder, and so he grips his hands on yours as he directs his hips closer to yours.
"I'll prove to you...that you are my darling", he says to you, with a tone of seriousness mixed with seduction. In an instant, he thrusts half of his cock inside of you, without the need of a slow start.
You're surprised that you have gotten used to it a lot quicker than you thought, as you felt no pain, only pleasure and ecstasy from the thrust of his cock. In an instant, you made a high-pitched moan to the DJ.
The DJ makes a lewd chuckle as he lets go of his grip to hold your thighs. "Sing for me", he teases you as he increases the speed of his thrusts on you, "Sing with both your mouth....." he continues his teasing on you from hearing your progressively louder moans, "...and your tight pussy too", he ends, followed by a strong thrust that gets his whole cock inside of you.
You made a loud whimpering noise as the DJ rubs the heating walls of your insides all over with his big, veiny cock, trying to drill your insides even further with the help of the constant drip of love juice covering his member.
"It's so good....It's so good!!!" you screamed to the DJ in the middle of your high-pitched moans. You looked at the DJ's face to see him curl a smile. "More....please....I need more..." you continued with a voice drowned in pleasure.
"Yes....continue your lovely singing", he responded to your screams of pleasure by going deeper and staying in one spot as he increases the speed of his strokes inside of you as the tip of his cock reaches your G-spot, which made you come instantly.
Still, the DJ continues to drill your insides even with your orgasm. However, you feel that he needed to go harder. You just came, after all, and the sensation of orgasm is too good to be followed by mild thrusts. You looked at the DJ with a pouting face.
"Please, go harder!", you continue with a plea born from ultimate pleasure. You just want more and more of him inside you, "I want it...rough...please....", you said to him, while holding back your moans, "I'll sing better for you..." you continued. You don't care on how rough he'll be at this point, you just want him to give you the pleasure you want. He could give you the same roughness of that afternoon you just had and you'll be fine with it.
The DJ gazes at your face, full of sweat with pleading eyes, and tightens his grip on your thighs. "Very well then, darling" he says to you with a cheerful tone, as he intensifies the strokes of his member to pound your G-spot.
He gets harder and rougher on you, and you certainly felt it. Your facial expressions quickly drowns into the ecstasy, so much that you can't recall what faces are you making right now. The only thing that is certain is that your moans are not only getting louder, it's in sync with the DJ's rough thrusts and the increasing heat inside of you.
As you feel your insides getting hotter, your moans suddenly shifted its pitch into a lower tone, and then when you feel his cock getting deeper, you let out a momentary whimper in a higher note. For each thrust you are feeling, the more melodious your moans become.
The sight of you moaning melodiously gave the DJ a look of happiness, and so he gets his head on your neck. He tastes your neck with his tongue running upwards, before giving your neck soft and sweet kisses.
"That's beautiful, exactly what I wanted to hear" the DJ seductively praises you. "Your singing gets more beautiful as I go harder on you" he continues. The DJ seems to be noticing that you're reaching your limits as he felt that he's about to reach the end of your insides, your cervix, that is.
"I wonder what happens if I do this" the DJ says to you as he reaches your cervix. Of course, this instantly made you came with a loud whimper. However, the DJ kept thrusting you like it's nothing.
"Good, continue your singing", he praises you for your orgasm. "That whimper sounds so sweet, I want to hear more of it", he continues as his tip drills your cervix in an increasing roughness.
You feel your cervix heating up from his thrusts, but somehow, you only feel slight pain, that you of course, show to the DJ.
"Well, this calls for a tease, doesn't it", he says to you, followed by his hands going back to your breasts to play with it, along with his mouth giving you another deep kiss like before. It's repetitive, but it's the only way to reduce your pain from his thrusts.
You feel that you're stuck in a loop of thrusts, moans, whimpers, teasing and kisses, wondering when both of your will reach the ultimate orgasm together. You still feel bits of pain from his massive cock drilling your G-spot and your cervix, but his kisses and the teasing of your breasts somehow turns your pain into indescribable pleasure that puts you in your limits.
"Hyahhh!!!! I'm gonna come now!!!" you screamed at the DJ as he pulls your nipples and hits your cervix at the same time. His moans gets louder as well, quickly harmonising with yours, creating a duet made out of the sounds of pleasure from both of you.
The DJ hits his limits too, with him embracing you in an instant, pressing his body on yours as he fills up your insides with his semen. The room momentarily gets drowned by screams of pleasure from both of you.
As the DJ pulls out from you, he noticed that he might have came too much inside of you. He inspects your pussy, expecting to see drips of various fluids, only to find your squirting and love juice getting consumed by his overflowing semen.
He looked at you, all breathy, still moaning from the sensation of the orgasm, with your head leaning on the other side, away from his eyes. He crawls into the position besides your head, with his left hip touching your left upper arm in a kneeling position.
"Alright, darling, let's freshen up for a bit" he says to you. "Yes, sir", you responded, turning your head into the other side, where you are greeted with a massive, erect cock that looked much bigger than you thought. "Ahh.....so this is how it smells...." you said in reaction to the sight of the DJ's cock.
"Here's the big boy covered with both of our juices" the DJ explains to you, as he runs his thumbs to wipe tears off your face. "Can you see it clearly?" he asks you.
Your tears from overstimulation are all but gone, and the only thing that you see now is the DJ's wet and messy cock. Instinctively, you raised your head to swallow his cock with your mouth, before lying your head down to suck out the remaining drops of his semen.
"Mmmh....Nghh....Fuahhn..." your moaning noises reaches the DJ's ears. Your tongue eagerly wraps itself on the tip, trying to lick off semen that is sticking on the tip. Your tongue goes on a circular motion, while your mouth swallows his cock to go inside of your mouth.
The DJ feels pleasure from your eager mouth, unable to help himself from moaning and playing with your right nipple with his right hand. At the same time, his left hand strokes your hair, trying to encourage you to clean up his cock.
As soon as you felt no more semen on the DJ's cock, you move your head in a forward motion, trying to swallow his cock deeper into your throat. In one sweep, nearly his entire cock gets inside of your mouth.
"Argh" the DJ whimpers as his cock touches the entrance of your throat, and then goes backwards to your mouth, before diving back into your throat. You are eager to taste his cock in this taste, wondering if it differs from his previous, un-penetrated state.
It tastes strange, you noted to yourself. But I love it, you continued, as you savour the strange concoction. It really feels different now that it came inside of me, your thoughts concluded, followed with a whimper as you can feel the DJ's cock going erect again from your tasting.
The DJ squeezes your left breast, and then pulls his cock out of your mouth. It is still sticky, but with your saliva instead of semen.
"Look, it got excited again thanks to your mouth", he coos you by showing how hard his cock is now. "Let's do another push, shall we?" he asks you, as he straddles your body above his lap, with the DJ behind you, hugging you from behind.
"Ahhnn...." you whimpered as the DJ fully inserts his cock inside of you. "You've gotten used to it a lot faster than I hoped", he tells you with a tone of surprise, "I'll go rough on you, as promised", he continues as he licks on your neck.
"You're....so deep...." you moaned as the DJ instantly drills into the deepest parts of your insides in one go. "You're still hot inside, you really wanted more, don't you?" the DJ teases you as he alternates between playing with your breasts and teasing your nipples from behind.
All you can do is to grip your left hand on the sheets, with your right hand holding the back of the DJ's head, trying to make him look at you. But eventually, you drown in pleasure once again, as the DJ continuously kisses your neck, squeezes your breasts and plays with your nipples, with the cold sensation of his gold chain hitting your right shoulder.
"You're singing again" the DJ praises you as he makes his squeezing of your breasts harder. "Your voice is quickly becoming one of my favourite pieces of music, you know that?" the DJ continues as he makes his thrusts rougher, drilling through your G-spot with no effort.
"I'm going as rough as I can" the DJ warns you. "But don't you worry, tell me if you can't take it", he continues, ending with a kiss on your cheek.
"I'll give you pleasures you could only dream of, my beautiful, lovely darling" he praises you with full affection and desire, as he makes his drills even rougher, trying to reach your cervix.
"Ngh....haaa" you kept moaning, unable to answer any of his words. Oh, I can't think straight! He's making me crazy! I love that he loves my screams! your stream of thoughts passed through you as you can feel the walls of your insides getting drilled again with the DJ's rough thrusts, with each deeper thrust followed by a rough pull of your clitoris by his hand, with you cumming in no time.
"Kuhaa!!!" you whimpered as you could feel the tip of his member kissing your cervix in no time as he kept thrusting inside of you even when you came. As the tip of his cock loosens your cervix, he follows it with a rough push of your twitching clitoris, which sends your body in a convulsion.
The rough sensation of his cock immediately sends you into your limits. His limits too, clearly, as you caught a glimpse of the DJ making an uncontrollably ecstatic face with his tongue out, saliva drooling into your body, with his headphones now sliding down into his neck. Though, you found it odd that his glasses stayed intact, even with him shaking his head in reaction to his cock drilling your insides.
You let a little chuckle in the middle of your uncontrollable convulsions and the DJ responds to it with a rough deep kiss. The kiss did not felt like any of the kisses you had before, it was hard and rough, full of force even. It was as if he's trying to let out something. You could feel it from how harsh his tongue drills into your mouth. It sent you into unfiltered moans, that sounds nothing like your melodious, almost song-like moaning that you've been making the entire night.
Both of you screamed loudly as you can feel his cock pushing inside your cervical crevice, penetrating the deepest part of your insides and ejaculating a significant amount of semen in you. As he ejaculates, the DJ follows it with rapid movements of his tongue inside your mouth, trying to emulate the sensation that both of you are feeling in the deepest part of your insides.
It took both of you more than a few minutes to return from the unimaginable pleasure as you both lie down on the DJ's bed, with you facing up, looking into the ceiling, trying to recall the events that transpired today.
The DJ, however, leans your head on his chest, as he strokes your hair. "You did great", he praises you as you return to your senses.
"You are truly my darling", he continues, sweetly, full of affection, as he buries his face on your thick hair to kiss your head.
You didn't fall asleep, and neither does he. After all, the love-making was too intense to return to. You both had a love-making session that is so deep and intense, it'll take hours to recover from.
And so the DJ lowers his head to reach your cheeks to give you sweet, little kisses, with his right hand stroking your hair, and his left hand holding yours, gripping his long digits on the gaps of your fingers.
"You were fantastic" he praises you. You managed to give a little chuckle to him, as it sounds really cheesy in your ears. You looked at his face, seeing a cute, genuine smile on you, a far cry from his lewd and perverted smiles he's been giving you during the love-making session.
"It was great" you respond to him, "Thank you for....this, really" you continued nervously, before you found more proper words to say.
"I had a great time, it was not like anything I ever had" you continued, "I didn't know love-making could feel this good" you explained to him, "I love how you keep making sure that---" you continued, with a cutoff from a sudden confusion on how to end your words,
"Making sure that....you're getting all the pleasure you want?" the DJ tried to end your words. You smiled to him, as it is exactly what you wanted to say. The DJ then kisses your mouth, "Good to hear that" he responded to your words. "You were nice and lovely, and I like that very much" he continues.
For a moment, you're unable to say anything, as the sight of his smiling face distracts you once again. Oh lord, I can't stop looking at his handsome face! your heart shouted. I don't know what to say! I just want to kiss him! your heart's shouting continues.
Of course, you are unable to say all of this to him. Because after all, you might be thinking that these are fleeting moments coming from utmost pleasure. Maybe, maybe it will go away when morning comes, you said to yourself. Maybe this entire thing is just him getting off his desires and lust on me, you continued to think.
But still, you couldn't help but to run your fingers on his face, through his long, aquiline nose, into the scar under his nose, and eventually the wrinkles around his lips, before ending with his soft, full lips.
The DJ gives you a look of surprise, with his mouth half-open. You flutter from the sight of his face becoming kissable so close with your face. Somehow, the DJ can tell that you really want to kiss him.
"It's written all over your lovely face" the DJ teases you, before getting up to get on top of you, grabbing your neck to give you a soft, gentle kiss in your mouth. It was like his usual french kisses, going lips first, then grazing his tongue into your mouth as his lips sink deeper into you. The usual fare, but this time, it's the gentlest he'd ever been on you.
The gentleness of his kiss gives you the feeling of loving affection instead of lustful desire this time. Like what happened last week, you begin to wonder if the DJ is in love with you. From the way he touches your body, to how he's calling you his 'darling' now.
You are now facing conflicting thoughts. On one hand, you two have only met exactly twice, there is no way he's feeling all amorous towards you, it's too fast! But on the other hand, this whole song-and-dance of caring and loving in the middle of all this lusty show of love-making makes you wonder if he's really serious about you, that you are feeling more and more as he sinks his full lips into yours, gently.
He seems to caught you thinking about it, as he suddenly runs his hands around your body once again. It's as if he's trying to distract you from your conflicting thoughts and just enjoy the moment. It seems to be working, as you sink deep to the touches of his long digits across your body, not thinking about anything anymore. Heck, you're not even thinking about the possibility of you having an audio-only sex tape that the DJ has been recording with his microphone.
The long kiss eventually ends. As the DJ gently lets go of his lips and tongue, letting the saliva stretch before it drops. You looked at his face, he looked exhausted, and so is you, as the DJ puts his hands on your cheeks.
"Take some rest, my darling, it's been a long day" he says to you, ending with a gentle peck in your lips. Somehow the kiss and the caressing puts you into sleep, with the DJ immediately following you.
The bustling sounds of London streets awoke you in the morning. You stretched your arms as you lay awake on the DJ's bed. You run your eyes through the bedroom, trying to energise from the surprisingly good sleep you had.
You looked at the DJ, already in his computer. You let out a little chuckle at the sight of his naked body getting busy on the computer, before he notices you and gets on top of you to give you a sweet kiss in the mouth.
"Good morning, darling" he greets you as he lets go of his kiss, caressing your cheeks and smiling to you.
"Good morning..." you tried to respond with the same energy, before getting distracted by his disheveled look. Somehow, the DJ looks cute when all messed up from bed head, with his hair now looking wavy, his forehead covered with locks of hair, with only his headphones pressing his hair back, in a desperate attempt to keep it tidy.
The DJ walked out of the bedroom for a few moments, with you spreading yourself on his comfortable bed, basking yourself in the nice, daytime ambience of his well-decorated room, until the DJ comes back with two cups of tea to welcome the day.
"It's chamomile, your favourite" he says to you as he puts the cup of tea on his bedside. You take a sip, and the taste of chamomile returns most of your energy back to you. When you're done with the sip, you smiled at him, thanking him for remembering what kind of tea you like. He made a cute toothy smile, pats your head, and brings you breakfast.
"Normally I'd drag my guests into my kitchen, but you need more rest from all that touching and thrusting", he says to you as you begin to taste the eggs and toast that he made for you. "I like my toast slightly overdone, but I'm not sure if you'd like it, so I made it a little underdone" he continues as you sink your teeth into his savoury, salty toast.
You really liked the taste of his toast, and his sunny side up too. It tastes good, and you made a face of enjoyment. The DJ smiles as he sees your face enjoying his cooking.
However, the peaceful moment gets cut short by the ringing of the DJ's phone, which he immediately sprints to pick up. You're too busy looking at the sight of him picking up a landline phone accessory wired on his smartphone, to give the impression of calling someone through the landline like the old days. He truly is old-school, you said to yourself.
The DJ's call lasted only a few minutes, but it looked like it was important, as he immediately dresses himself with his usual 70s-style getup that you see during his day job.
He approaches you to give you a kiss in the forehead. "I have a sudden duty for the radio. I'll come back on lunchtime, we'll get something to eat together" he tells you, "Make yourself a home, what's mine is yours", he continued.
"Yes, I will", you replied with a brief answer, to not distract him. The DJ makes a smile to you as he leave his apartment, but not before parting with a string of words that would send you into a small heart attack.
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Author's Notes:
This was long....because it's an important part of the whole story. It's their first whole night together, to establish the sort of sexual relationship they will be having after this. The next chapters will be shorter (though still focusing on specific sexual activities/fetishes), to establish that this whole sexual song-and-dance has become their routine.
I didn't put on images in this part. I don't want to repeat images, so it is advised to watch the music video before reading.
Music I listened to while writing. (Please play NO, THANK YOU!!!, it's a really good game, you won't regret it. You WILL be Haru-pilled! It's on Steam, uncensored!)
As usual, English is not my first language. Sorry if the writing is generally awkward.
I use the word "vagina" because I have no good alternative for it. I've been raised with Japanese erotic 2D media that my brain automatically defaults to "オマンコ / omanko" and "おちんちん / ochinchin" for vagina and cock, and the latter are the closest thing I could use to the former.
I didn't mention it in the fic, but yes, the reader is on pills. Always assume that everyone with vagina is on pills in my smut fics unless otherwise stated, thank you.
Summary: You meet the Radio DJ again after the hot encounter, and you want him to tease you.
Word count: 5k
Warnings: MDNI, NSFW, smut, explicit, no physical description of the reader, mentions of female genitalia, AFAB reader, age gap, v fingering, overstimulation, clitoral stimulation, p in v, dirty talk, porn without plot, rough sex, plot what plot, no beta
Notes: Continuation of "London Heat", and based on the music video for "Let Me Talk to You". Thank you to @fritzwart and @alexjacobsgoodnight for indulging me in this idea. Enjoy!
He is waiting for you.
"Next Friday good for you? You can come in the show at the same time, then drinks at seven"
That was the DJ's offer to you, after the intense heat-riding act of love-making that you both did. It was one of the most intense afternoons you've ever had.
Luckily for you, your job only requires half a day for work on Fridays. As soon as the clock hits twelve, you are generally free to do anything.
Your decision to be on Inside FM as a guest last week was a spur-of-the-moment decision. You thought it would be fun to do something outside of your league, but still relates to your field. Your initial thoughts was just to do something fun while getting interesting things out of it, like an idea, or a eureka moment for your work.
In a sense, you did experience a moment. Not a eureka moment, but a moment of euphoria. But the feeling was oddly indistinguishable from a eureka moment. After all, you did realise that pleasure could be this good.
And you want it again. And today, you want to have it.
You want it again, as it was so good, you are still feeling the residues from the deep kisses, touches, and thrusts, even after a week it happened.
However, you felt a little worry in your heart. What if the DJ didn't get what he wanted --- that is, the intense love-making he enjoyed a week ago. What if you didn't get the pleasure you had a week ago?
Your train of thoughts stopped as soon as you entered the studio for your appearance on the DJ's show. It went well, as you'd expect, but your eyes did linger and wander around to the DJ's eyes. His gaze is as sharp as ever, and so are his glasses and full-lipped smile.
In fact, you've sworn that he keeps smiling at you in a way that invites you for a kiss. But you've dismissed it as a possible case of tunnel vision. You find him handsome, after all. And you've realised that he is truly dashing in motion. You recognised that those feelings might have clouded your judgement of the DJ.
You can't help but stare at the DJ's face. His entire faces moves when he makes emotions. It's hard to explain, but the movement of his faces charms you. It does help that his aviator glasses complements his face, giving him a cool, dashing look. He looks like a handsome biker from the late-70s in your eyes.
As soon as the show ends, the DJ asks you to come into the studio, where he immediately caresses you in the cheeks. He crouches down gives you a round of soft kisses on your mouth.
It wasn't a deep kiss, but it is as sweet as ever. You found it so sweet that you blanked out for a few minutes as soon as he stopped. You expected him to sink his soft, full lips into yours, and maybe turn this short kiss into a long, deep kiss.
"...Ah" you mouthed with a little tone of confusion. The DJ looks closer to you with a confused smile, and caresses you, while having his thumb run through your lips. It feels that he knows what you want.
The DJ lets out a little chuckle and wraps his hands around your waist. You've never really noticed how tall he is until this point. You've just realised that he towers over you. You find that a little arousing, but you can't show it to his face.
The DJ then opens his mouth slightly, in a strangely seductive way. His lips looked more full when it opens, you noted.
God, he's even more kissable like this, you continued internally.
You made a face of wanting. He immediately sees what you are doing, and so he looked at the clock. Even when this studio is only bathed with red lights, everything can still be seen clearly.
"One hour", he said. "Only touching", he continued. You couldn't hold your excitement, but you can only nod.
"But I need to warn you" the DJ tells you, "That I'm going to be rough" he continues with a tone that is somehow serious and sultry. You nodded in agreement. After all, you've tasted how rough he could be. Rough? It'll probably be the same as before, you thought.
In an instant, the DJ wraps his arms around you, with his right hand going from waist-first to your head. He puts your head closer to his, and you immediately feel a rush of sensations in your mouth. His lips touches yours in an instant, with no warning, with his tongue following soon after, as it instantly grazes through your teeth to come in contact with your tongue.
The DJ makes no concessions in kissing you as he soon kisses you roughly. You felt a little surprise, but you knew that this will happen. After all, he did warn you that he'll be rough on you, and it's exactly what you'd expect.
He increases the intensity of his kisses. You feel your lips constantly being hit with the DJ's full lips with full pressure, like a thousand cuts delivered right to your heart, while his tongue wraps all over yours, ensuring that no corner of your tongue is free from his touch.
You began to feel his saliva melting into yours, but you can also taste gin. He must've been drinking before the show, you thought. But you didn't care. The taste of the gin only enhances the sensation.
The deep kiss is both sweet and sour, and your head erases every other thoughts that aren't the deep kiss. You want this to go on for long. You want him to keep kissing you deeply. You want to keep tasting his mouth.
You gripped on his jacket to withstand the pleasure that you have been receiving, and soon enough, you are wet from the kisses.
But oddly enough, you aren't drowning in pleasure. Indeed, you feel a strange feeling this time. The kisses somehow brought the feeling of affection into you. You only feel fractions of said feeling, thanks to how rough and full of pressure his kisses are, but it's there.
You've felt this right after he came inside you a week ago, where he followed it with a kiss that could be felt as not only sweet, but loving, even. Like he's trying to embrace you and give you everything. Once again, you wonder if the DJ is in love with you.
But you brushed off the feelings when he stops the deep kiss. He can sense that you are wet. Besides, both of you have been spending fifteen minutes only for kisses, and you can tell that he wants more than that.
The DJ sits in his chair, and pats his hips to ask you sit on his lap, which you immediately does. He then gives you a suspicious look.
"Come on", he says. "I know you are wet down there", he continues. You took off your skirt to reveal a wet pair of laced black panties. The DJ looked at it, and smiled. "Beautiful panties, did you wear this for me?" he asked you, with a tone of sleaze, fitting for a pervert. You get flustered, with a red face, speechless.
He gives you a slightly perverted chuckle that embarrasses you even more, then gives you a kiss on the lips to disarm your embarrassment. "You're really sweet" he continues, with a sultry tone. "And of course you know that", he finishes.
You can only give him an exasperated sigh, to which he responds with an adorable toothy smile. "Come on, let me touch you", he says to you.
The DJ spreads your legs with his hands, and slowly undoes your panties. He can see how wet you are, which he finds astonishing that he did this with kisses alone. "I see" he says to you, while you make a confused face, wondering what he'll do to you next. "Don't worry, I'll make you feel good" he continues with a kiss on your cheek.
His left hand slowly worked its way down there, and immediately the DJ's index fingers touches your clitoris, with his thumb and remaining fingers enveloping your outer lips.
"Ahh" you let out a moan as you feel a sensation in your clitoris. The DJ then kisses you on the lips, signaling that he will begin to touch you down there.
The DJ moves his index finger on your clitoris. He starts out gently, by moving back-and-forth to rub your clitoris. You felt pleasure immediately, but this gentle touch only happens for a minute before he increases the speed of his fingers. You began to moan to his face, to which he responds with extending his index finger to reach your vagina. Now he goes back-and-forth on both your vagina and clitoris, stimulating both at the same time.
You let out a whimper when the DJ teases you further by inserting the tip of his index finger into your vaginal opening while the rest of his long index finger continues to stimulate the whole area. Meanwhile, the rest of his fingers continue to massage your outer lips, which makes you more wet than you already are.
The tip of the DJ's index finger is now smothered by love juice from your vagina, and he immediately returns to focus on your clit with the back-and-forth motion. Now he's doing it roughly for a few strokes, but then he suddenly changes the direction of his stroking.
Now he's stroking left and right, moving his finger all over the area. With this, he is now pleasuring your vaginal lips too at the same time with your clitoris. As he's stroking you this way, he increases his speed and roughness of his touch. Love juice keeps pouring out from your vagina, and you can feel yourself getting more and more wet.
You've become embarrassed by the sight of your clitoris being teased with increasing intensity and roughness that you closed your eyes. Even under the red lights, it's still clear as daylight that you are getting off to this lewd act.
Immediately, you can feel the DJ's right hand turning your head to his, followed by his lips giving you a kiss on your lips and his tongue grazing yours. He senses that you are embarrassed, and he does not want that. After all, why would he be teasing you like this if you don't want it?
He breaks off the kiss and whispers to you, "Why don't you want to see it? This is pleasure, stop hiding from it". You find it hard to reply to his words, being unable to say anything but moaning, but you managed to get a few words out from your mouth, "This is...ahhhh!" you tried to reply, only to be interrupted by a whimper as you feel your clitoris going erect.
You couldn't handle the embarrassment, and so your moans gets louder. The DJ licks your neck, which sends you a jolt of excitement. You couldn't think straight, all you can think of is how good the DJ's fingers is on your clitoris. It's so lewd that it excites you.
The DJ looks at your face, and smiles seductively. "I'll be rough on you", he warns you. "But you don't need to worry", he continues, followed by a instant deep, intense kiss on your mouth.
He rubs your fully erect clitoris in an up-and-down motion, but suddenly, he presses it as if he wants your clitoris back to its previous, un-erect state as he does the same with your mouth. Now you can feel your clitoris pressured on with his finger, and your mouth experiencing the same thing from his mouth.
You let out a whimper as he presses your clitoris back in like a button while his tongue pushes yours at the same time. Oh my God, He's so lewd! But it's so good! you screamed internally, while being flooded with pleasure from both the rough touches on your clitoris and the intense kisses in your mouth.
The DJ keeps your clitoris pressed down while he rubs all over your area starting from your vaginal lips, then your vaginal opening as the middle part of his index finger presses your clitoris back in as the tip of his index finger goes back-and-forth on your vaginal lips and opening. All you can do is to moan loudly as you fall deep into the pleasure from the rough strokes of his fingers and intense kisses.
"Ahhh!!!" you let out a muffled loud scream when the DJ runs the tip of his index finger back to your clitoris after many strokes on your vaginal lips to stroke your clitoris again like before. But this time, he's pressing your clitoris to keep it inside. It's as if he's punishing you for getting your clitoris erect and open.
Oh, so this is what he meant by being rough. You said internally, while relenting fully to the state that you are in. But it still felt so good for you. You still want him to do what he's doing more and more. You sense that the DJ read your mind, as he stimulates your clitoris and vaginal openings by going on all directions with rapid speed and roughness.
You reached your limits, soon enough. This is bad, I'm going to come now. No! you screamed in your heart, knowing well that you can't, as your lips stays locked shut on the DJ's lips, with his lips actively pressuring you at all directions too, just like his finger on your clitoris.
"Nghnngnh..!!!!!" you screamed as you came. You let out a single tear from overstimulation as you urinate on the DJ's finger. It looks like that you squirted hard on him thanks to the combination of rough clitoral teasing and the deep intense kiss.
The DJ lets go of his kiss, with his saliva still sticking out on your tongue to see the state of your clitoris. It's fully erect. The DJ then uses his fingers to inspect your vagina. His fingers are now drenched with love juice, the squirting and urine. He then makes a stern face that somehow looks perverted.
You gulped. Is he going rougher on me? you wondered. He grabs your neck and puts your face closer to him.
"You came too much" he said to you, reflecting on the state of your wet body. "Your urine is all over the room" he continues. Your breathing gets more and more laboured as you wonder what he'll say next.
"This calls for a punishment, you know?" he continues, while rubbing your erect clitoris. "To think that you'll be this wet from this alone..." he says to you, "You like this as much as I do" he finishes.
"I...." you relented, trying to make sense on what he means. "Don't worry, your punishment won't be harsh", he responds. "You will still love this", he continues as he kisses you once again, which makes you hard.
Immediately, he pulls your clitoris, which immediately puts you on your limit. He senses that this makes you hard, and so he pushes your clitoris back in. You came from this lewd movement, by which the DJ breaks off the kiss by telling you that you're getting your punishment.
He immediately pulls your clitoris roughly, which made you scream, which he follows with his finger pressing your clitoris rapidly before pushing it back inside. It was the same as before, but this time, he pushes it in real hard. You let out a high-pitched whimper as his finger forces your clitoris back in. And then, he pulls it back out.
"Nghhh!" you whimpered as he pulled it back out, only for him to push your clitoris back in harder as he makes his kisses harder at the same time. He the pulls your clitoris out again only to push it back inside, to tease you to your limits, that you immediately reached.
No, no...what is he doing!! This is too much!! you screamed internally, as he keeps repeating his teases by pulling your clitoris and pushing it back it with rough force. And then, you came again.
Of course, he follows it by punishing you with him pulling your clitoris at fullest, roughest force you can imagine. You couldn't do anything but to grip on his jacket tightly while muffled loud screams under his kisses. Just as you try to gasp for air, the DJ pushes your clitoris by force to keep it back inside with harder motion than before. It made you scream both in pain and pleasure.
But somehow, it feels addicting. You felt it when he pulls-and-pushes your clitoris to tease you into cumming again. Immediately, you came in a pull of your clitoris.
You expected the DJ to punish you by forcefully pulling your clitoris, but you screamed when he surprises you by punishing your clitoris with a rough, forceful push.
"Nghh....Nghhahhhh!!" you made a long scream as he forces your clitoris back in, but gives up as soon as he repeats the push-and-pull motion. You came again in a pull, and he punishes you again with a forceful push. But this only puts you at your limits immediately, and you came in a push of your clitoris, which made him punish you with yet another forceful pulling of your clitoris.
Now the DJ is forcefully pushing and pulling your clitoris in a matter of seconds even without you cumming, and not as a punishment. It's as if his punishment is his attempt to get you used to his forceful teasings.
So this is what rough meant to him....I need to get used to this..... you relented as your moans stopped being loud as he keeps forcefully pulling and pushing your clitoris. However, this constant forceful pulls and pushes only snowballs your limits. And so, you feel that your next orgasm will be a big one. An orgasm that will send the whole place wet and messy.
No, please! This is too much, I'm at my absolute limit... you begged in your heart, hoping that the DJ will listen to your pleads. I can't....I can't continue any further....No..... you continued to silently beg. I'm cumming, I'm cumming hard! your silent screams continued.
You then let out the most intense orgasm you could. You let out love juice, urine, and squirting all over your immediate surroundings. As the DJ lets go of his hands and mouth from you, you let out hot breathes on him.
"I....I'm sorry...." you apologised, "It's too....rough...." you continued. The DJ looks at you with a warm smile and caresses you.
"It's alright" he responded, "I got too rough on you. I shouldn't have done that" he continued as your breathing returns to normal. "I should have done this slowly, letting you get used to lower levels before going this rough..." he finishes as he smiles on you.
He followed his warm smile with a series of sweet kisses on your cheek and mouth, as a form of apology. It felt truly sincere, even more when he continues while stroking your hair.
You looked at the DJ's face. The sight of his kindly smile, with his glasses making his eyes more expressive just sends your heart in panic mode. By God! He's still handsome! your heart screamed. It's as if his rough, punishing mode completely disappears.
You called his name in an exasperated tone. He gets confused, but as he looked closer to you, he senses your intense desire. You want more
The DJ then embraces your body on his, telling you that you and him have 30 minutes left before he could go back to his duties.
"I can give you one push" he tells you, "if you go rough on me" he continues. You let out a confused face, before realising what he meant.
"i punished you with force." the DJ continues, "Now it's your turn to do the same to me" he finishes as he unzips his pants, that are wet from the combination of his cumming, your love juice and squirting, and your urine, revealing his fully erect cock.
"Punish this big boy to your liking" he tells you as he puts your hands on the tip of his cock. "Go as hard as you want on me" he begs to you.
You turned around, with the DJ now facing behind you. Without hesitation, you slid his cock inside you with no warning, which brought a sharp sensation to the DJ that he let out a scream.
"Ahhn!!" he screams as you thrust your hips with full force without any build-up. It was unlike what he did to your clitoris, which was preceded with build-ups to the rough punishments to you, starting with a gentle touch to forceful punishments.
Now you are forcefully punishing the DJ's cock in an instant. You couldn't see the DJ's face as your hips sits on his, but he lets out a face of blinding pleasure. He closes his eyes and opens his mouth wide, as his head moves down back.
His cock is now fully inside you, grazing your wet. messy, and hot insides from all the stimulation he gave you. Without hesitation, you thrust your hips with full force, immediately putting the DJ into a state of exasperation as you begin to hear his loud moans.
HIs moans only gets louder as you push your hips harder, which not only hits his cock with hard frictions, but also gave the DJ's hips the same sensation as a beating.
Your hips are unknowingly beating up his, and he feels it too as he tries to slow you down with his hands on your hips. But it was an unconscious gesture, as he tries his best to not hold you down from going rough on him.
"Please....go rough on me" the DJ begged to you, while being interrupted by his intense moans. "Nghhh!" he whimpers as his cock hits your G-spot, which unconsciously made your thrusts go harder as a response to his massive cock hitting your sensitive spot, which made you come. The sensation of your orgasm turns all the pain that the DJ is having into pleasure.
Immediately, your moans gets drowned by the DJ's moans and laboured breathing, with his hands letting go of your waist. "Ah....oh...Nghh" the DJ continues to whimper as he tries to form his sentences. This is bad, this is painful! the DJ screamed internally. His hands are now gripping your arms.
"Ah!" you shouted as he grabs your arms to hold the pain from your rough thrusts, which you responded by gripping his thighs real hard, which made the DJ whimper in pain and pleasure.
"Ha....Haa..." the DJ tries to beg you to go harder, but it seems that you can see that he wants it harder. And so, you intensified your thrusts and your hips crushes the DJ's hips as his cock reaches your cervix. As you expected, you came from his cock hitting your cervix.
"I...can't...." you said to the DJ, "My belly is going to break if I do this...." you continued. Even though you are giving him forceful thrusts that gives him pain and pleasure at equal measures, it's clear that rough thrusts is still painful for you. "I'm...sorry..." you apologised to him.
The DJ then wraps his arms on your belly, hugging you from behind, which shocks you. He follows it with a little kiss in your cheek and neck. "Let's get this over and done with" he whispered to you, although interrupted with his loud moans.
"Go on your own pace" he continued, "You don't have to hit me in the deepest parts, just graze my cock with the walls" he finishes.
You followed it with rough thrusts that does not end with your cervix, with rough grips on his thighs as substitute. No! ...I can't handle this! he screamed internally again.
This sends the DJ into convulsions that puts him into his limits as his moans gets louder. "I'm at limits....I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come!!" the DJ screams at you while he moans. He then lets out a loud whimper as he comes, followed by a bite on your shoulder, which made you come together with him.
You both screamed as pleasure filled your bodies and minds. It was rough for both of you, and yet it felt so good. Somehow, you want more from the DJ, with the DJ sharing the same feelings as you do.
As you and the DJ calms down from the intense sudden love-making, you've noticed that you both only had ten minutes left. There's not enough time for kissing and cuddling to recover from it. so you immediately ran into the breakroom in an attempt to freshen up.
The breakroom's speakers are playing music requests, which means that the DJ will come see you to wait it out. You heard knocks on the door, with the DJ asking you if you're awake. You let him in, with the DJ bringing you a cup of tea.
"Are you alright?" he asks you, in an attempt to calm you down from the rough session you both had as you took some sips from the teacup. "It's Chamomile...I like it" you said to him, unaware of his question.
The DJ gives you a happy sigh, then kisses your cheek. "Thank you" he responded to you, followed by him stroking your hair. The tea calms you down, and you looked at the DJ's face.
His face looks calm, a far cry from his moans and whimpers from your rough thrusts on him. The DJ feels the same to you too, as he finds your face beaming and glowing despite all the punishments he gave you.
You, however, could not keep your face straight. Your hands suddenly wraps his head to pull him close to you. You then gave the DJ a soft kiss in the mouth, which the DJ responded with grabbing your neck as your lips touches his.
You let go of the kiss rather quickly with a bashful look. "Sorry..." you apologised. The DJ chuckled as he strokes your hair. "What are you sorry for..." he responded.
"I...couldn't handle that" you responded with an apology from not being able to give the DJ what he wanted, as you feared. You feared that you wouldn't be able to give him the same intense love-making you both had a week ago.
You were excited to have a more intense, dirtier love-making with the DJ as soon as the afternoon ended, and you couldn't wait for the day to come. Now that you experienced it, you were unable to handle it. You felt that you let him down. You then looked down with half-lidded eyes and a sad expression.
The DJ then responded with a sigh and holds you down in the couch, as he gets on top of you to get a look on your face. He then caresses you as your face turns into a face of disappointment, looking away from his eyes.
"Hey" he speaks to you as he caresses you, "It's alright" he continues with a little kiss on your lips. The sensation of his soft lips giving you a mild kiss brought your eyes back to him. All you can see on top of you is the DJ's face, curling up to a sweet smile. You can't help but to smile too from looking at his bespectacled handsome face, smiling at you with clear affection.
"I got too hard on you, that's all" he responded as he continues caressing you. "I'm sorry for making you go hard on me. I know you couldn't handle it too", he continues. "I should've known your limits too", he finishes.
You gradually get calmer, "Thank you..." you responded to him. "I thought....you'd be disappointed. I thought I didn't give you the same pleasure as---" you continued, but then the DJ interrupts you with a kiss on your mouth. He lets go of his mouth, and wraps your body to sit down with him.
"We're just getting started" he says to you. "No need to worry, you'll get used to it", he continued. "I had a great, pleasurable time once again" he finishes.
Your worries immediately disappeared, and your face turns into a smile. "So, drinks tonight?" you responded with a question, "And then, all night long?" you continued as you remembered why you're here at the first place.
The DJ chuckled, "Well, if you still want it, then yes", he responded, followed by a kiss on your forehead. "I'll see you tonight, then", he continued as he went back to his studio.
You then looked at the pictures of the DJ in front of you, once again. But now, you are thinking of what sort of pleasure he will give you tonight. Whatever it is, you can't wait for it, and it's gonna be hotter than the London heat that's been hitting everyone lately.
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Author's Notes:
This came from a little conversation I had with @fritzwart during Comifuro just a day ago, so this one is for you!
I didn't put on images in this part. I don't want to repeat images, so it is advised to watch the music video before reading.
Music I listened to while writing. (Please play NO, THANK YOU!!!, it's a really good game, you won't regret it. You WILL be Haru-pilled! It's on Steam, uncensored!)
As usual, English is not my first language. Sorry if the writing is generally awkward.
I use the word "vagina" because I have no good alternative for it. I've been raised with Japanese erotic 2D media that my brain automatically defaults to "オマンコ / omanko" and "おちんちん / ochinchin" for vagina and cock, and the latter are the closest thing I could use to the former.
I didn't mention it in the fic, but yes, the reader is on pills. Always assume that everyone with vagina is on pills in my smut fics unless otherwise stated, thank you.
Summary: The Radio DJ is feeling the heat, and you offer to combat the heat with a wet love-making session.
Word count: 7k
Warnings: MDNI, NSFW, smut, explicit, no physical description of the reader, mentions of female genitalia, AFAB reader, age gap, v fingering, anal fingering, overstimulation, clitoral stimulation, cervix fingering, mentions of female genitalia, cunnilingus, p in v, dirty talk, porn without plot, plot what plot, no beta
Notes: Based on the music video for "Let Me Talk to You", which always made me horny everytime I watch it. Sam is way too hot in this music video and that one frame of him licking his lips made me imagine this entire thing. Thank you to @ghostlybfgf and @alexjacobsgoodnight for enabling me. Enjoy!
It's the hottest day in London.
You're feeling the heat. It's truly hot, you are unable to function, even. But you're going to appear in a radio show. Now you are sitting outside a studio, waiting for your turn.
The receptionist calls your name. You walk inside the booth, where the DJ is waiting for you behind a glass window. It's a free talk show with attitude, where both you and the DJ injects some personality to mundane topics. It was easy. You delivered a sassy talk about how hot London is today, and how people are combatting the heat.
You had fun doing the show, with you and the DJ bouncing off eachother's energy. You are sassy, and he is laid-back. You throw quips on him, and he tells jokes to you.
Both of you exhibited surprisingly good chemistry, despite the visibly clear age difference between the two of you. He must've been twenty-one years older than you at least, and yet, he naturally slides into your world at ease.
At times, it felt like you've just traveled back in time to 1975, with how old-school the show felt, the general vibe of the room, the presence of a landline telephone, and the DJ's general look --- a significantly older man with face full of wrinkles and acne scars, a scar under his nose, and a well-groomed hair parted to one side, complete with a cool-looking jacket and aviator glasses --- that made him looked like a man out of time. Like he was plucked straight from the past.
You've seen faces like his in movies, shows, and photographs from the 1970s, and you're astonished that someone at this point in time could still look like that. Old-school. Just like the radio show itself.
Though, you can't help but getting drawn to him from the sound of his deep and inviting voice.
The DJ is feeling the heat, and instinctively, takes off his jacket. You smiled at him, as you find the way he takes off his jacket quite seductive. He smirks at you and dangles his chain necklace.
Your time on the show finally ends. The DJ announces that an hour of requested music from listeners are up next. He licks his lips from the feeling of dryness from the London heat.
You looked at how he licked his lips. The tongue movement, his face that seem to be wanting more, and how alluring he looks when he does that.
You now have the solution to ride the heat together. You enthusiastically calls his name, and says to him,
You entered his studio with an unassuming smile. The DJ, with sweat all over his tank top and forehead, looks at you with a face of relief. He stands up, approaches you, and you grabbed him.
The DJ puts his giant hands on your neck, as if he's trying to see if you're sweating or not. His fingers slowly rubs through your neck. You do to the same to the DJ too, with your fingers running down from his nose, and eventually the scar under his nose.
And before you know it, your fingers touched his full lips. It's soft, it looks like he maintains his lips very well, as it looks surprisingly full and textured for an older man of his age. It even looks kissable, from the combination of fullness and softness.
But you sense a problem. It's drying again. Just licking it won't suffice, it'll dry again fast. You both seem to agree that there is only one thing to do.
And so, he pins you to a sound-proof wall. All of a sudden, both of your lips touched in a kiss, while his hands grabs your neck to keep you in his vicinity. The kiss is quite intense, with the rhythm of his kisses eagerly increasing as he tastes your lips, with him unable to hide his pleasure from doing so. Your lips is eager to welcome his, as you try to kiss not only his lips, but also the scar under his nose.
You could tell that his pleasure levels are off the charts as the kiss turns into a deep kiss, his tongue going inside your mouth to touch yours. You begin to hear the sound of the DJ moaning in your mouth as his lips and tongue gets deeper into you. You couldn't hold your moans too, as the movement of his tongue gets more intense as it touches yours.
His moans from his kisses becomes the sound of music to your ears, and even his headphones could not conceal your moans as his soft lips continues to taste yours, with his tongue exploring not only your tongue, but also the walls in your mouth. Both of your faces are now intertwined with eachother, down to the sweating from both of your foreheads and mouth area. They too, are touching eachother.
The London heat gets to both of you, and before you know it, you're down to your underwear. And the DJ too, with only his sweaty tank top, glasses, shorts that barely conceals his big boy erect cock, his necklace and ring, and headphones.
"It's hot in here" you said to the DJ, with his sweaty gaze locked on you, and his hands on your waist, with his long fingers rummaging through your skin.
"We can make it hotter" the DJ says back to you with a sultry voice, followed by his tongue licking his lips. It's easy to tell what he wants.
You lie down on an empty table, with your legs spread. The DJ's massive hands then makes his way into your thighs as he slids down your panties, and eventually, his fingers reaches the outer lips of your vagina. His fingers touches your clitoris, followed by a kiss from him for your clitoris. With his right hand playing with your clitoris, he opens your vaginal entrance with his left hand.
He looked up at you, and you gave him a smile. "Go on" you said, "Play some music. Taste it".
The DJ tells you that it's not hot enough. His long fingers then goes inside, and rubs your vaginal walls. He wants to generate heat inside you, and so his fingers enthusiastically explores you to loosen you up. Every corner of your insides enthusiastically welcomes his fingers, as if your entire insides is your sensitive area. The DJ starts with inserting the index and middle finger of his left hand, and as he goes further, he inserts the same fingers of his right hand. He truly can't wait to taste you.
You get more and more wet as he goes deeper and deeper, trying to find your sensitive area to quickly heat up your insides. His touches becomes more and more intense to ensure no corner of your insides are untouched by his fingers, and the rings on his hands too.
The friction between the walls of your insides with his long fingers and rings, his veiny hands in contact with your vaginal lips, his double-jointed thumbs squeezing your perineum that almost reaches your butthole, and his pinky fingers rubbing the outer lips makes you wet and messy. Your heartbeats gets faster with your rapid breathing responding to it.
Your moans becomes louder, you've never had a foreplay this detailed that swallows your entire vagina like this. As if that wasn't enough, the DJ's fingers hits your cervix with his index finger accidentally penetrating the cervical hole, and you immediately came.
The DJ, however, stops in shock, with his pupils shrunk, and more sweat running through his face. How did that happen, he thought. You're in shock too, as you've never felt fingers that are so long like his that could reach this far. But still, you are wet, and your vagina is reaching the same hotness as you and the DJ's body.
The DJ puts his hands on your back, cuddling your body with his. You felt soft, loving and sweaty smooches on your neck, cheek, and eventually your lips from the DJ with his wet hands caressing your neck, and eventually your face. "Sorry for that" he says, followed by the taste of his lips on yours and his right hand caressing your cheek, with his left hand stroking your hair. He looks like he wanted to stop kissing, but he just couldn't, from the rapid frequency of his smooches and his tongue licking your lips and eventually your tongue. Once again, both of you share a deep kiss.
It's his apology for the cervix thing. You didn't say anything, only labored breathing. It's hard to say anything, not even a compliment for his nice hands, for the heat has drowned you both in pleasure. If anything, it excites you even more. You felt excitement from it, because you know he's going to make up for it by giving you more pleasure in a way you want it.
You are unbearably wet. Not only from the DJ's sweat, his fingers getting in too deep inside of you and his veiny hands rubbing your vaginal opening, but also from the kisses. Your vagina is heating up rapidly, and he can feel it too. You know the only thing for him to do when faced with such sight.
The DJ interrupts the steamy session to announce an extension for the current programme. He looks at you with a smile that exposes his teeth. Cute set of teeth, you thought. "Three hours" the DJ tells you. Three hours for pleasure, it seems. He locks the time by continuing his deep kiss on your mouth. It's less intense now, but still as pleasurable as the make-out sessions you both just had.
At this point, you've grown fond of his kisses, it felt like bespoke sweets, you just want to chew on his full lips and taste the sweetness of the inner side of his lips for the rest of your life. You want him to keep kissing you deeply, but that's not what both of you are here for.
You smiled, with your hands pushing the DJ's head away from your face and into your legs as you lie down. He makes no concessions, and immediately does what you expect him to do.
His soft lips kisses your outer lips, with his fingers touching your vaginal entrance once again, followed by his tongue circling around it, and then going up. "Your outer lips, it's really soft" he says. The DJ wanted to keep kissing your outer lips while touching your vaginal entrance forever, but that's not what he's here for. Immediately, he goes for your clitoris. He wants to taste all of it.
The DJ starts out gently with your now-unwrapped and erect clitoris, going up and down in a repeated motion, but he couldn't hold it no more. In an instant, his tongue movement becomes more rapid and erratic, teasing your clitoris in a vertical motion and then a circular motion, squashing your clitoris with the bottom of his tongue.
You came, but he continues like it's nothing. "I've just started with you" he says with his deep voice, in a sultry tone.
The DJ then spreads your vagina open with his hand, with his tongue licking down to your vagina, grabbing the warm love juice that is filling up your insides. His long fingers also goes inside of you again to soak itself with love juice.
"Wait....what are you....Ahh!" You are drowning even further in pleasure, you are having a hard time telling what the DJ is doing to you now. Whatever he is doing to you, you want it, and you are loving it, that's is the only certain thing right now.
Your hands desperately tries to find something to grab on, only to find his jacket, that you immediately grip on. The sensation of the heat of the room, his tongue on your clitoris, his fingers on your insides, with sweat from his face dripping on your outer lips overwhelms you.
The unpredictability of his actions makes you avert your vision from the DJ going down on you, with your eyes wandering through the studio itself. It took you this long to realize that with the red lights, the heat, the sweating, and music playing in the background, the whole room is no longer a broadcast studio, it has now become a bordello, a room specifically made for pleasure. The room's vibe certainly heightened the lewdness of the whole act.
"Ahhh!" You immediately return your attention and sight to the DJ as soon as you felt a sharp sensation on your clitoris.
The DJ smothers your clitoris with both his tongue and fingers full of love juice in eager quick motion. The sounds coming out from his tongue gets more and more lewd as he goes on, and sounds of moaning from both you and the DJ gets more and more intense. You are at your limit now. He can sense it too, as he directs the fingers in his right hand to finger your insides while his left hand smothers your clitoris together with his tongue as more and more love juice leaks out from your vagina.
You came for the third time from the DJ intensely tasting and stimulating your clitoris, with his fingers massaging your vaginal opening and fingering your insides. You're even more wet than before, with your clitoris now slippery with love juice. The DJ now puts his mouth on your clitoris to suck it off, and you let out a loud moan.
The DJ stopped, then looks at you again, with the red lights of the studio giving his glasses a curious shine. "Thank goodness this room is sound-proofed." he says. "We can be as loud as we want", he continues. He kisses your lips once more and continues, "Don't hold yourself back. Just say what you're feeling". He words it softly with a kinder tone, but he meant that he wants to hear your moans. "You're tasty, by the way" he continues, which comes off as a lousy attempt at seduction that you chuckled.
The DJ is even more eager to get a taste of you. You felt a smooch on your vaginal entrance, and as he opens up your insides, he attempts to wrap your vaginal entrance in his mouth, like how he would kiss someone in the mouth. It's his way to show how badly he wants you.
He gives you a seductive smile, and his tongue begins to make its way on your vaginal opening, licking from the bottom to the top, gently and then quickly, while occasionally sucking your each sides of your vaginal entrance with his mouth. Not only that, his fingers are stretching the wrinkles and creases of your insides too, as attempt to loosen you up.
"Ngh....Ahh...." there's nothing you can say except for loud moaning at this point from the DJ teasing your vaginal opening. The DJ then shoves his tongue into your insides while he pinches your love juice-smothered clitoris in an eager motion. He no longer felt the need to hold your hands in pleasuring you, and now you can handle him as eagerly as he wants.
The speed of his licking rapidly increases from his already eager motion, then decreasing it to gentle levels. He repeats this pattern as his tongue goes deeper inside of you. When he pinches your clitoris, he shoves his tongue deeper into you in a quick motion, as if he's trying to shock you with pleasure.
You begin to feel crazy from how good his tongue feels. His current motion of going back-and-forth, then up-and-down in one area of your insides before going deeper and repeating the same motion quickly takes over your mind with nothing but pleasure. Your mind goes haywire, wanting this to continue forever.
More and more corners of your warm vaginal walls comes in contact with the DJ's warm tongue, and it makes your insides hot. He goes for a vertical motion in one side of the walls of your insides, and then licks all over the sides, just like how the DJ licked his lips earlier before, but this time, he's much faster now.
Oooh!!! It feels so good!!!, you screamed internally. But you can only moan in reality, immediately drowning in pleasure from the DJ's warm tongue tasting your hot insides, with eager movements that are lewd. You are at your limit at this point, as the DJ's tongue turns every corner of your insides into your sensitive spots.
And then, you came for the fourth time. Of course, the DJ continues to taste your insides and pinch your clitoris like it's nothing. You'll become more sensitive if I do this... he says to himself. And I love it. his thoughts continues. At this point, the heat in your insides are rivaling the London Heat of today. I'll keep doing this to you, your pussy gets even more tasty, he says to himself.
When he's not pinching your clitoris, his fingers are stretching your vaginal openings to spread the overflowing love juice, with his thumbs massaging your perineum and the outer area of your butthole. And perhaps unconsciously, the DJ's right thumb suddenly slid itself inside your butthole, with your love juice as lubrication.
Surprisingly, you only felt a slight unease in your butthole from the DJ's thumb. It must be the love juice that lubricates your butthole instantly. You eventually feel his double-jointed thumb stretching your butthole, and you let out a loud whimper.
"Ahh....I....." you relented, surrendering yourself completely to pleasure, in a state of speechlessness, as both of your holes keeps receiving pleasure from the DJ's lewd acts.
It's been twenty minutes since the DJ started pleasuring your butthole while tasting your insides, forty minutes overall since he started the act of tasting himself, and an hour and a half overall since he started kissing you in the first place. But you've sworn that it felt longer than that. You've sworn that it has been three hours since you walked into the DJ's room.
You've lost count how many times you came, you've drowned in pleasure so much that you began noticing patterns in how the DJ is pleasuring you. The changes in his tongue's motion feels sudden, but now it feels like he's establishing a pattern. And now, the fingers of his left hand are going inside you with his tongue going deeper at the same time, with his thumb constantly going back-and-forth to your vagina and butthole for lubrication.
His hands takes turn in fingering you and playing with your clitoris, now you're feeling the fingers of his right hands inside you, with his right thumb enthusiastically loosening up your butthole. You let out a loud whimper, and you feel it, he's playing violin with his tongue, and piano with his fingers.
The DJ is creating music with his tongue and fingers, with your insides as instrument. All while his hands takes turn to pinch your clitoris like a knob in a synthesizer, with his thumbs taking turns to penetrate your butthole like a button.
All that comes out are lewd sounds the act itself, and the sound of moaning both from you and the DJ. It's almost like a song, from the harmony of the lewd sounds of pleasure, the playing with your body, with moaning. Your moans definitely responded to this line of thought, as your moans are beginning to sound oddly melodious.
"Stop....I'm cumming again and again....." you said to the DJ as he continues to taste the deepest part of your insides in a rapid motion. He's going on all directions, ensuring that no side is free from his tongue, with both of your holes explored by his fingers. The pinching of your clitoris gets more intense too, as he tightens his grip on it as his tongue intensely tastes your G-spot. It's so good. I can't handle this! your heart screamed.
"I'm....i'm at my limit!!" you shouted. It's too good, it's too intense, you're beginning to to unable to take it anymore. But all the DJ hears is how melodious your moans and responses are. He finds your moans endearing, it's like singing to him. As you moan on your inability to handle his tongue anymore, the DJ gets more and more intense. He's now at his fastest, completely marking every inch of your insides with his tongue. Both you and the DJ came at the same time, but you came the hardest, with your lower part now overflowing with love juice and squirting.
"Incredible, what a response" the DJ says to you. "Of all the pussy I had in my life, yours is the tastiest so far. I can do this forever" he says, "I'll make you sing louder" he continues.
Immediately, he grabs a small ring to tighten your clitoris and paper clip to keep it pinched. "You become more sensitive when I play with your clit while tasting your pussy, I've noticed" he says to you lewdly. "I love it. And I'll do it again" he continues. "You get more sensitive when I put my thumb inside your butt too" he continues even more lewdly, with a sultry voice.
He spreads open your vagina with his hands to continue tasting it. Your vagina is now more loose from all the fingering and tasting. It's overflowing with love juice, your squirting, and the DJ's sweats, while his thumbs continues to take turns fingering your butthole with your love juice as lubrication. There's nothing you can do but to moan loudly.
Now your moans are beginning to resemble a singing voice, "It's this what they meant when they talk about sex songs?" you said to the DJ, all while you moan uncontrollably. Your words in turn, excites him more.
The DJ stops what he's doing with you and smiles in a bubbly way. "You just sang right now" he says, with a cute, toothy smile. You gets flustered, that gets the DJ to give you a sweet little kiss on the lips, and then his face grows more enthusiastic as he resumes his tasting and fingering. He can sense that you are about to come again and so does he. His erect cock couldn't handle the sight of your wet, aroused body, the taste of your insides, and both of your holes receiving pleasure. His moans have gotten more and more louder too.
You both came at the same time as the DJ spreads open your vagina, with you squirting on all sides. Some of it has spread into the DJ's face too, although somehow his glasses avoided all of it. He takes a few tasting inside of you once more, not to pleasure you, but to give you another steamy, deep kiss. He kisses your vaginal opening, to let the overflowing love juice to smear his lips.
The DJ immediately gets on top of you on the table, grabbing your neck and kisses you once again in your lips. But this time, this isn't a normal deep kiss by any means. Oh, you know what he is doing right now.
He goes straight for your tongue, mixing the taste of love juice from your vagina with saliva from both you and the DJ's mouth. It tastes strange, but it fascinates you. Is this what pleasure tastes like? You uttered to yourself in your heart.
His kisses are noticeably slower than the before, though his tongue movements are more aggressive this time, ensuring that the taste of your love juice and his saliva gets properly mixed as your saliva blends with it. The touching of his lips with yours gets slower too, to let the love juice seep into your lips. The intensity of the deep kiss makes you completely lost in the sensation.
This too, is music. The DJ is now making music with his lips and tongue. This is the kind of music that you won't hear on the radio. This is what "sex songs" actually sound and feel like.
The intensity of his tongue, combined with his soft lips grazing your lips for God knows how many times and his chain necklace dangling on your collarbones immediately puts you on the limit, and before you know it, you came again, with your hands gripping more and more tightly on the DJ's hands.
The DJ immediately stopped. He grabs your neck to make you look at him. Both of your eyes are now locked on each other, with only the DJ's sweat touching your body as it drips from his face. It hits you that you haven't really looked at his face properly up close, only from afar, and only now you are taking time to look at him. You pull the DJ's head with your hands closer to yours, until you can feel his chain necklace dangling on you.
His downturned eyebrows, his shark eyes, his wrinkles, his big nose, his blue eyes, they compelled you as much as his glasses, teeth, acne scars, lip scar and full lips does.
"What an interesting face", you said to him unconsciously.
You couldn't stop looking at his face. There's something about his face that draws you in. You feel the overwhelming need to look at his face, to touch his face, and to kiss him.
Is it the lived-in feel? Is it how his entire face moves when he makes emotions, especially as his lips becomes more kissable as it emotes? Is it how he feels confident with his looks, therefore injecting charisma to each and every expression he does?
Whatever it is, you want that face to make love with you. You want that face to kiss you. You want that face to give you pleasure. You want that face to moan loudly.
The DJ seems to be taking it well, as he gives you a toothy smile and a caress on your cheeks. "And so is yours", he replied to you, followed with a kiss in your cheek. "You look pleasant." he continues, "Like someone I want to embrace, everyday" he closes with a compliment that turns your face red. You're unsure if he is flirting at you, or if this is yet another lousy attempt at seduction from the DJ, but you like it regardless.
The sight of your sweet face brings a smile to the DJ. He then caresses your cheeks, whispering sugary sweet praises to you. You did good. I can't stop kissing you. I want to keep you with me. All the praises flusters your heart, but all you are focusing your eyes on are his lips and his lip scar. Indeed, he can't stop kissing you, and so are you.
You pulled his face closer, and licked his lip scar before giving him a kiss. He seems to be surprised, getting more surprised as you grab his hands to feel his fingers as you kiss him.
"Nice hands" you finally said to the DJ.
Immediately, the DJ's expression turns to a lewd one. He knew what this meant. You want him all over you. You want him inside you, like the name of the radio station.
The DJ gets up to take off his sweaty tank top, revealing his quite ample and sweaty chest, but that's not where your eyes are focused on. You are looking at where his pants were, and you find something big.
Not only it's big, it's also rugged, complete with veins that looks like it's going to burst anytime. It's more veiny than his hands. It looks rough, even when it's slippery from cumming several times. No wonder the DJ took a lot of time loosening you up. It looks more painful than the average cock. You can only show bewildered expressions at the DJ.
"You're....this big?" you said to him, bewildered at the massive size of his member. "Mm-hm. People call me 'big boy' for a good reason" the DJ replied. You let out a little chuckle at him, and he gives you a little smooch on your lips to shut it down. He's flustered from your chuckle.
You do find it cute that he kisses you to stop himself from being embarrassed. You remember that he gets embarrassed from touching your cervix and now, finding his nickname funny. It endears you. It makes you want to embarrass him more. He truly is a big boy.
But still, the hot air of the studio, no, bordello, still affects you both.
The DJ undoes your bra, with his hands now grabbing your breasts. His massive hands manages to swallow your entire breasts on each hands. You are impressed, and aroused from his hands squeezing your breasts. Immediately, you feel a sensation on your nipples. The DJ is pinching both of your nipples with his long fingers, pouring your overflowing love juice onto them, and then proceeds to stimulate your right nipple with his mouth while he pinches your left nipple. Of course, he does not forget to kiss your breasts.
At the same time, you feel overwhelming pleasure from down there. The DJ is rubbing his throbbing cock against your wet vagina. The sounds of your moans immediately raises that it rivals the DJ's loud moans as he sucks off your nipples. He is now sucking off your left nipple, with his finger pinching your right nipple. After a few minutes, both of you came.
You looked at his expression as he came. The combination between your fascination at his face and his arousing expression just makes you impatient for him to go inside you. Please, make love with me now! your heart shouted.
However, you realised that both of you only have an hour left. The DJ then opens up your legs to get closer. "I'm going in", he says. "You've loosened up. You should be ready for it" he continues. Without hesitation, you nodded with an expression that says "I want you" to the DJ.
Slowly, he goes inside of you as he wraps his arms around you. You feel his nipples touching yours, and his chain necklace on your collarbones once again as you both get closer to each other.
"Ahh!" you moaned. There's a slight sharp sensation as the tip of his cock goes in, but the love juice welcomes him inside of you rather easily. You made a whimpering noise, and begs him to go deeper. You want that slippery big boy inside of you. and you made sure that he knows.
"Hey....deeper, now." you begged to him, with the DJ immediately heeding to you. "This is the thickest part, don't worry about it" he replies with a soft kiss on your lips afterwards. "Don't restrain yourself, alright? Let me in" he continues as his cock slowly slides inside of you.
Just like how he tastes your insides, his motion as he goes inside of you follows specific patterns. He's now thrusting back and forth in a specific area inside of you, ensuring that you won't feel pain as he thrusts his cock right there. If he sees that you no longer feel uncomfortable or pain, he will push deeper.
"You're nice and tight inside" he tells you, "And I'm going to refine it more", he continues, not in a lewd tone, but in a kindly and caring tone. "I can move inside you, but I'll let your insides get used to it", he continues. He gives you a kiss on your cheek again, "I'll go deeper when you're ready".
Not only this makes you get used to his large cock, it also makes the DJ look considerate. He really cares on how much pleasure you are getting from him. It makes sense, his job as a DJ is to provide good time to his listeners, so it is natural for him to do the same when making love. You wonder if this might be the reason why he seems to be experienced in the act of sexual intercourse. He must've had sex with a lot of people, and they all loved it, you thought.
As your moans gets louder, the DJ grabs your neck, then gives you another round of deep kiss. His lips is now even more moist than before, which gave you more pleasure from kissing alone. The taste of his lips is somehow sweeter than before, too. It makes you ecstatic that you immediately made the deep kiss the most intense one you've had so far. Now both his kisses and his thrusts are getting faster.
His tongue motions follows his cock, going back-and-forth in rapid motion before going deeper. And before you know it, you felt both his cock and his tongue deeper in you. Though, you felt a slight feeling of pain. The DJ then lets go of the kiss to look at your face. He can see that you felt slight pain from him going deeper inside of you. His hands then touches your breasts.
"I'll play with your breasts until the pain goes away" he tells you, "Tell me if you feel any sort of pain, big or small..." he continues as he pricks on your nipples with his hands. You, however, still want him to kiss you deeply. You pull his head closer, and begs him to continue the deep kiss. He is more than happy to do so, and so you kissed him, lip scar first, and then his mouth.
He senses that you no longer feel pain, so he goes deeper inside of you. While his tongue has reached the deepest limit of your mouth, he compensates with prickling your nipples harder as he thrusts deeper. This is bad, I'm going to come now, you said to yourself. The combination between his deep thrusting, rapid kissing, and nipple stimulation puts you at your limit, and you came. Of course, the DJ continues to thrust like it's nothing.
Now he's deep enough inside of you that your hips are touching his. He seems to like it, as he makes his thrust faster, so he can feel his hips thrusting yours too. The friction gives him the same sensation as a kiss, and in that moment, his thrusting, kissing, and squeezing of your breasts shares the same motion that it becomes not only music, but a duet.
You and the DJ are sharing a duet. Both of your bodies are sharing the same rhythm, and the sound of music is made from the noises from the act of lovemaking itself, the deep kiss you both are sharing, and the sound of moaning. The duet is ever so harmonious, as you only feel pleasure from all the moving parts that makes the duet.
Over time, he reaches the tighter parts of your insides. He lets go of the kiss once again, to tell you how it goes. "I'm reaching your tighter parts, and your G-spot too", he says to you. You are unable to reply to him, only with intense moans as his hands intensely squeezes your breasts. "I might go rough on you, so be prepared" he continues with a warning.
"No.....it's too intense...." you said to the DJ. You feel his large cock stirring your insides as he goes deeper. And yet, you're begging him to go deeper, and rougher. He hears your begging, and so he kisses you deeply once again, roughly, this time.
To increase your pleasure to reduce the pain from his rough thrusts, the DJ grabs paperclips to pinch your nipples to keep it stimulated, like he did with your clitoris before. Your moans gets more intense as you feel overstimulated.
"I want to hear your singing voice" the DJ says to you. "Let's finish this sex song, shall we?" he continues seductively, as his thrusts gets more and more rough."I'll be as rough as I can", he continues as his tongue runs through your neck.
He gets more rough than he did. But all you can feel is total pleasure, instead of pain that you've anticipated. The DJ really prepared you for this. He smiles at you, and then kisses your cheek while stroking your hair as he goes deeper, stretching the tightest part of your insides. His face gets more and more happier the more you moan at him, with the sound of your moaning resembling a singing voice more and more.
"Ahh....wait!!" You moaned. Before you know it, the DJ dragged his cock through all the way through your insides, and now he has reached your cervix. Predictably, you came from mere contact between the tip of his cock and your cervix alone. "If you go rough in there....I'm gonna come hard!" you continued, with your voice suddenly creaking.
Your face gets flustered from how embarrassing you sounded. The DJ then smirks at you while still thrusting your insides in a motion that gets rougher and rougher, which only flustered you even more.
He knew you felt embarrassed by it, so he replies to you with a sweet little kiss and his hands teasing your nipples. This only sends your body into more intense convulsions. I'm going to break! There's no more space! your heart shouted.
The convulsions of your body excites him more, and the combination between your sensitive cervix, the hot sensation of your insides, the DJ's throbbing cock, the sound of your moans, and the convulsions of your body pushes him into his limit.
Your limits too, as you are now unable to handle the flood of pleasure. You couldn't tell what is happening anymore, as you keep making faces of pleasure with loud moaning.
You can still see the DJ smiling at you. "Let's come together, shall we?" he says to you, signaling that he has reached his limit. "Your singing sounds so sweet" he continues with praising your moans. You couldn't say anything, only loud moans that arouses the DJ. The DJ then grabs your neck to share a rough deep kiss as he thrusts on your cervix in the roughest possible motion.
"I'm cumming....I'm cumming!!!" you moaned loudly. The DJ gives you a reply in the form of a bite in your shoulder, which shook your body instantly. He is also overwhelmed by the pleasure he is receiving from your insides, your moans, and your feeling of your skin. The only sounds that both you and the DJ are hearing now is the sound of moaning and labored breathing, and nothing else. The music playing in the studio gets drowned easily, just like your mind getting drowned in pleasure.
Both of you screamed loudly as you came together. You feel his cock milk filling you up, and he feels your insides enveloping his cock. Your breathes gets slower, returning to normal over time, as does your moans. Slowly but surely, you regain the ability to speak normally.
Of course the DJ helps you out by giving you sweet kisses on your lips. Not too deep, but still his full lips embracing yours. It is as sweet as ever, but this time, you felt something different.
You felt the feeling of affection from the DJ, rushing towards your lips as he kisses you slowly and softly. Is he in love with me? Your mind wonders.
However, you're not thinking much about it now, especially as you regained your sense of time back.
You looked at the clock. The time almost ran out. The three-hour time limit is now down to twenty minutes. And so, the DJ spends those remaining minutes putting on your clothes with his fingers wandering around your body. You're unsure if he's teasing you or flirting with you when he does this, but you're still feeling good regardless.
You looked at the ceiling, and felt the heat dissipating. This truly was an interesting way to ride the heat.
The DJ tells you to take a rest in his break room. He set up the sofa to be nice and comfortable for you. There are some snacks in the table, which are for him, but he does not mind you having it. There's also a nice cup of tea he made to calm your body.
He still need to talk to you, but he still have his DJ-ing duties for the next few hours. You tell him that you'll be fine with it. After all, the hot steamy love-making overwhelmed you, and going home in this state is not ideal when you're commuting. He gives you a light kiss. "Take some rest" he says.
You slept for an hour and a half before waking up. You looked at pictures of the DJ in front of you, spread around the walls of the breakroom. It's mostly pictures of him posing with other famous people over the years, presumably guest stars of his radio show. But you didn't care about them, you only care about the DJ.
He's handsome, you said to yourself, as you continue to look at his face. you got up from the couch to look at his face up close. He looks so dashing, you thought. You run your fingers on the DJ's face, and perhaps unconsciously, you kissed the picture.
Then you hear the door open, that sends you to a state of shock. It's the DJ, and he sees you kissing a photo of him. He chuckles for a bit, but smiles at you afterwards and pats your head. He takes your hand, and takes you to sit with him.
You sat in the couch with him, with his arms cuddling your body, reflecting on what just happened earlier. The DJ tells you that the intense love-making made the heat more bearable. He tells you how it was also one of the most pleasurable afternoons he ever had in his life, which flustered you.
Of course, he replies with a kiss on your lips to disarm your fluster. But there's an unshakeable feeling of wanting more. You are too ashamed to admit it, but you wanted more. You wanted more pleasure from him. You wanted him to touch you deeper and more intensively. You wished that you both had six hours of love-making.
Of course, you couldn't say it, but one word slipped from your mouth as the DJ strokes your hair and caresses you.
"More" you said to him. He grabs your face to face him, and touches your lips with his long fingers. "Really?" he replied with a question, "Weren't all of that enough for you?" he continues, while touching your clothed breasts.
"Yes, but.....it was too good" you continued. That was enough for him to be convinced that you wanted more. He smiles at you, and then strokes your hair.
"You're a valued friend of the show. You can always come back here" he says to you with a soft, kind tone. "Though, we can't do what we just did again without our receptionist barking at me for breaking the table" he continued.
You made a disappointed sigh. The DJ makes the same face, until he finds a solution.
"Maybe not here" the DJ says to you. "We should get some drinks, and then we'll go to my place. Fancy that?" he continues. "My place isn't the studio, but it's my private corner for me and my music. So it feels the same, red lights and all, with a nicer bed" he explains enthusiastically.
"Say, we'll do it all night long next time." he continues, "We'll do it wilder, more intense, more fun" he explains.
"I'll give you deeper and longer kisses", he whispers to you lewdly, followed by a small kiss on your cheek. "I'll make you sing for me, all night", he continues in a sultry tone, as he caresses you.
Your facial expression goes from uncertainty to happiness. "All...night?" you asked.
"Yes, with toys. Lubes. Anything that makes it more fun" he continues, "I'll borrow rope and latex too, if you're into that sort of thing" he explains with a lewd face.
You get flustered, because of the idea of a more intense, dirtier love-making with the DJ excites you.
"Y-yes....but not the rope and latex, sorry" you replied. You're not ready for that just yet. The DJ still smiles, regardless, and holds your hands.
"Next Friday good for you? You can come in the show at the same time, then drinks at seven" he says to you.
"That'd be great, thank you..." you replied.
The DJ then grabs your face to caress you, and he gives you another deep kiss with his soft, full lips before you can leave, with his hands around your neck.
In an instant, the breakroom is now playing music from the sounds the deep kiss that both of you are sharing.
The London Heat is dissipating quickly by the sensation of the deep kiss, as you both close the scorching day....
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Author's Notes:
Music I listened to while writing. (Please play NO, THANK YOU!!!, it's a really good game, you won't regret it. You WILL be Haru-pilled! It's on Steam, uncensored!)
As usual, English is not my first language. Sorry if the writing is generally awkward.
I use the word "vagina" because I have no good alternative for it. I've been raised with Japanese erotic 2D media that my brain automatically defaults to "オマンコ / omanko" and "おちんちん / ochinchin" for vagina and cock, and the latter are the closest thing I could use to the former.
I didn't mention it in the fic, but yes, the reader is on pills. Always assume that everyone with vagina is on pills in my smut fics unless otherwise stated, thank you.
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