Personal Moments

Elizabeth Weir entered her quarters and proceeded to the bed, she flopped down frustrated from the days events. She lay there for a moment unwinding from the horrors of the day before reaching into a storage box under the bed and retrieving her personal item.

From habit, she slipped it quickly under her pillow and pulled her t-shirt over her head and discarded it onto a chair before standing up to undo her trousers. She slid them teasingly down her legs feeling her own fingers brush against her legs. Kicking her shoes off she dumped her trousers on the chair and flopped back on the bed sliding the covers up over her hips and taking her underpants off and dropping them onto the floor.

Elizabeth closed her eyes as she ran her hands over her covered breasts and down across her stomach until she came in contact with the hairs at the apex of her sex. She massaged at this point for a while before moving slowly down and slipping a finger between her folds to massage her clit.

She arched into her own touch and let out a low long moan which made the man standing in the doorway to her balcony shift uncomfortable, he stood watching not wanting to disturb her moment. He watched as she arched more into her own stimulation and the covers slid off her hips to reveal that she had dipped a finger into her core.

Johns hand rubbed at his painful erection as he watched, enticed by her movements thinking nothing else could make him more uncomfortably aroused until she reached her hand behind her and pulled the vibrator from under her pillow and replaced her fingers with it, pushing it deep into her tunnel. He watched as it slid in and out a few times before she flipped her thumb across the end and activated it.

The steady buzz of the device would have been enough to make him come on the spot and her guttural moan didn't help him hold back. He closed his eyes and forced himself to think of something else all the time listening to her and the vibrator. He gave in and stepped quietly into the room pulling off his jacket as he moved.

Elizabeth had one had pushing the vibrator in and out of her slick tunnels while the other freed one of her breasts from her bra and pinch at the nipple. John watched as he dropped quietly to his knees beside her bed and began to whisper into her ear.

'Elizabeth.'

Elizabeth moaned, she was too far gone to realise someone else was in the room as she increased the speed of her hand movements.

'Let me help you.' John whispered as he took the end of the vibrator from her hand and slowed down its movements until he could pull it from her. He dropped it to the bed letting his hand slide back up across her thighs and over the lips of her pleasure centre. He played with her as he took his cock from his trousers and shifted until his clothes were off. He watched her, eyes still closed, as he moved between her thighs and carefully eased himself into her.

He breathed out a long sigh at the comfort of being inside her, the heat was intense and her walls clung to him as he pushed into her.

'God.' He moaned before leaning down to engulf the freed nipple.

'John.' She whispered urging him to move and he gave in, pulling almost all the way out before pushing quickly back in and starting a steady rhythm. He pushed back from her slipping his knees underneath hers and forcing her to bend her own knees up and place her feet on the bed either side of him. John stopped deep inside her. He knew in this position he wouldn't last very long and as she began to move he let his eyes close and allowed her to control the speed.

His breathing erratic and laboured John reached out with his hand and began to rub at her clit and she moved on him, he felt her grab his needs underneath her as he began rubbing in time with her own thrusts; moans punctured the air and he could feel her walls tightening around him as her climax built.

'Open your eyes Lizzy.' He breathed and watched as she complied just as her orgasm over took her and she pulsed around his penis pushing him over the edge, he twitched inside her and he came thrusting himself into her and leaning forward to gaze longingly into her eyes and watch the pleasure he caused her.

'You're beautiful every day.' John spook softly as her body relaxed and he slid himself from within her. 'Your god damn sexy when you come.' He smirked watching the smile spread across her face.

'What were you doing in here?' she asked taking a deep breath in an attempt to control her breathing.

'I was going to make sure you were ok. You thought I was dead earlier for the god-knows-how-many'th time. I just need to know you were ok.'

'I was fine.'

'Was?' John asked and watched the grin that replaced the friendly smile.

'Now I'm perfect.' She reached out with her hands and grabbed his neck pulling him down for a kiss.