Imagines

56: Mature

Imagine you come home to a subtle home with soft, smooth jazz filling the air. Candles are lit around the house and the lights are dim. You enter the bedroom and find Demi in beautiful, red and black lingerie. Her bustier squeezes her lovely curves and you stand watching her smile and tilt her head. She is sitting at the head of the bed, her legs are crossed and you gaze at her while she stroked her leg up and down with her fingertips.

"Welcome home, baby." She says in a low yet sexy tone.

"What's the occasion?" You ask.

"Nothing. I just wanted to surprise you." She replies. Her finger extends and lures you to the bed. You walk slowly towards her, drop your bags and gently lean near Demi. You take whiff of her perfume and lay your lips upon her neck.

"You smell good." You whisper in her ear. Demi's eyes close and her mouth is agape. She grabs your your chin and stares deep into your eyes.

"I'm so happy I'm with you." She says. You smile and feel her lips against yours. You outline her every curve with your hands. You pull off the strings that hold together Demi's tight bustier. You watch as it slides off her waist and gently drops to the floor. She lays flat on the bed and feels your hands caress her legs. You spread her legs slightly open but she closes them. She shakes her head and whispers‚ "Let's take it slow." She sits up‚ pulls you by your shirt collar and kisses you passionately. You lay on top of her and feel her fingers stroke your back. She helps you pull off your shirt and bra. You both lock lips once again. The taste of them felt amazing. Her chest felt warm against yours. She strokes your hair back and looks into your eyes. She bites her lip while you adjust your hand from her cheek to her breasts. You cup your hand around her bosom and you give them a little kiss before twirling your tongue around her areola. You gently slide your tongue against her nipple and watch as she massages her other breast and grips the back of your hair.

"Let me give you pleasure." She whispered. "I bet you had a long day at work. What I want you to do is relax." You gaze as she stands up in her naked body and switches positions. You are now laying on the bed and watching her grab some oils and a lit candle. You pull your pants off but manage to have a hard time pulling off your underwear. All you can see is Demi rubbing herself down with the slick oil. She chuckles while watching you struggle and leans in to help you. She kisses your lips and lays you flat on the bed. She grabs the lit candle and blows the flame out seductively. She licks your body‚ from your belly button to your chest and let's little drops of the hot wax hit your body. The heat felt amazing against your skin and all you could do was close your eyes and let her do the magic. Her lips teased your crotch and she looked up to make sure you were watching her. "Look at me.". She whispered. You obeyed and opened your eyes to find her smiling at you then you arch your back. The slight sensation of her tongue drives you mad. You never thought it could better but it does. Deeper and deeper she goes as she drizzles the hot candle wax on your body. The heat and her warmth were the exact combinatioms to make you scream. Your orgasms were heard loud and clear by the queen and she made sure you didn't stop. She presses your waist down and you sigh and gasp even more.

"Do you want me to go deeper?" She asks as she lifts her face from your crotch. You can see your cum smeared on the side of her lip and you blush in embarrassment. You nod and watch as she lowers her head.

"Ugh..mm." You say as you grip her hair more. You cum a second time and your legs shake. Your back is in a full arch and Demi slowly crawls on top of you. "Are you okay?" She asks teasingly. You nod and smile. You see her face change when you rub her butt. You grip it and slowly make your way at the bottom or her butt and slip in between to finger her crotch. She bites her lip and smiles. She slowly grinds on top of you while your fingers are in motion. She kisses your lips and plays with your hair. "You were so rough." You said. "Should I not have been?" She asks with a moan. "No, it was fun. But I don't think I'll be able to walk for another week or so." She laughs and you squeeze her tight.