A little spice after a night out

Liz was sleeping. She woke up by a noise she couldn’t quite place. After a while she guessed it was Nat saying something in his sleep. He was doing this sometimes. A funny habit of him, funny because you couldn’t understand a word he said but he could be very loud and confident when talking gibberish. It was so contrary to his daytime habits that Liz always had to laugh.

Now she was half awake but half dozing off again. And suddenly she finds herself in a different setting. Nat and she had been out, an occasion to wear one of her beautiful long evening dresses. This one was a neck holder style, hugging closely around her torso and flowing gently from her hips down to the floor. The colour was a deep shimmering red with delicate black flowers over the upper half. Underneath she had chosen to wear black hold up stockings and delicate black high heels, just high enough to feel the power of being a beautiful woman. She definitely had achieved that objective with Nat. When he had seen her coming down the steps of their house his eyes lit up like fireworks. So now, after the evening out she got a bit restless. Nat was in the bedroom walking around, doing whatever. She couldn’t tell.
She was standing in the hall to the bedroom and wondered about her restlessness. Then she simply shimmied out of her little lacy thing of underwear, left it on the floor and stepped into the bedroom. That was only dimly lit as Nat had been tidying away some cloths form earlier this afternoon before getting ready for bed. Standing in the door frame Liz admired his figure: tall, confident movements, clad in dark blue suit trousers, the jacket having been shed and put over a chair nearby- and the white shirt, slightly open at the throat. Her eyes followed the open shirt down to his chest as he had loosened the upper few buttons.
She let herself lean with her shoulders against a wall and started to tell Nat what she imagined in her mind which was his fingers doing what her hands now started to do. Opening the neck holder and letting it fall down, revealing the upper parts of her white and ample breasts, still held up by the strapless bra. Her fingers trailed down from her throat to each of her breast, doodling around and exciting her more and more. She stopped there, closed her eyes, she simply wasn’t that bold, and used one foot to start lifting up the hem of her gown. At some point one hand took over, closely followed by the second. Slowly the dress moved higher and higher.
Nat stood transfixed. He couldn’t move but he got more and more aroused by every centimetre of black covered skin......finally the soft skin of the upper thighs shone, framed by black and red fabric. Liz didn’t stop there, she went on. She wanted to see Nat’s face so she mustered all courage she had and slowly opened her eyes. She watched him through her full lashes. Encouraged by the utterly adoring and excited look on his face she opened her eyes full, gazing into his eyes. The fire she could see in them gave her the power to lift the dress up to let him see her most private area. She let her full eyelashes cover some of her eyes but not fully as before. She wanted to see his face when she went down a route she has never dared to take before. Gathering the red shimmering fabric with one hand she let the other one explore the short stubbles protecting her sensitive folds. Slowly her middle finger slid into the cleft between her outer folds. She felt the heat radiating from the sensitive skin immediately. Moisture was embracing her finger, she pushed further towards her vagina. A moan escaped her slightly open lips. Dipping into the pool of overflowing liquid from her vagina she started stroking herself, every inch of her over sensitized vulva and her clit. Her hips picked up the rhythm. Her other hand was gripping the dress with a desperate force. Nat’s fiery gaze fuelled her excitement even more.
At that point Nat could not just stand and watch his beautiful Liz. He opened his trousers and mirrors Liz’s stroking on her sensitive lips on his cock. Quickly that wasn’t enough and he fully embraced his hard pulsating dick with his hand, bringing him to a sensational climax in no time at all with his forceful strokes. Over his own fireworks he could see and hear Liz exploding into her own climax of unprecedented heights....

With a start she woke up. Totally aroused. She leaned a bit over to Nat. Slowly her hand wandered towards Nat’s sleeping body. When she touched his warm back, she let her hand slide around his waist down towards the part of this body she was interested most in now. Gently covering his soft cock with her hand she started caressing, with immediate results. Nat woke up with a heart pumping already from excitement, turning towards her he let her continue for a moment before settling between her thighs and gently probing at her entry. He instantly knew how much she was already aroused. With one swift motion he settled deeply within her, forcing a deep moan out of her lush, slightly open mouth. The heat, tightness and moisture around him nearly brought him to the brim of his climax. He could barely hold on. And then Liz moved, oh, and how she moved. Demanding. Pressing herself against him at the junction of their bodies. He couldn’t stop know. Starting to push deeply into her hot vagina, increasing the rhythm and the force, he could see the effect on Liz.
The pressure is building up in Liz. She wanted speed. And power. Now. She was gripping Nat’s shoulders hard. Pulling herself closer. Meeting his thrusts with her pelvis. Oh God, she thought. And then she splintered. Followed closely by Nat. .....

He gathered her in his arms, turned on his back, pulling her slightly with him, snuggling her around his side. They slowly dozed into sleep again.