Beth and Reid - Chapter Two - Sex Stories

Beth and Reid - Chapter Two

Beth could not recall the last time she had this much sex. Since divulging her desires to her husband only a few short weeks ago, they had had more sex than they had in years, even more then when they had first started dating when Beth had been just nineteen. Each time he laid his hands upon her now she wondered what new discoveries about herself - and about Reid - she may discover. She wanted more. The weeks had passed in a sweaty tangled blur as the excitement of her new desires made their lovemaking passionate and insistent. There had been roughness, and demands made of her, and the way in which he sometimes spoke to her now made her legs weak with desire. The things he said in the heat of their passion, would have made her throw a drink in anyone else’s face as they were so demeaning and vulgar, and yet when Reid spoke them to her all it did was make her thighs wet with need. Though she was enjoying the sex immensely, so far it had all been quite hard and fast. She knew that there was a teasing component to a sub/dom relationship, a drawing out of touching and playing and they had yet to explore that dynamic. She wanted more. She wanted time and space and privacy, but her home, which also housed her two young children, made Beth and Reid’s sexual exploration limited. Her orgasms made her want to scream with abandon but she held them back, for fear of waking her sleeping children. The frustration she felt was tinged with guilt, and also with strange feelings of shame. ...

... Surely a mother with small children should not be so full of wantonness? How could she raise her daughter to be a strong, independent woman of her own when all Beth wanted was to be used like a toy? It was in these more introspective moments that Beth wondered about her psyche. She felt like she had discovered this hidden part of herself that she had never known existed, like a trapdoor that had been under a rug that no-one knew about until a thorough house clean had revealed its presence. She found herself mulling over this while out for coffee with a long-time friend. ‘Am I boring you?’ Ally asked with raised eyebrows. Beth shook herself from her reverie. ‘What? Oh, sorry. What were you saying?’ she asked in apology. ‘Nothing as important as whatever it is that seems to be bothering you. Spill.’ Ally sipped at her coffee, knowing that Beth had something she wanted to get off her chest. After being best friends for nearly twenty years there was very little that the two didn’t know about one another, yet still Beth hesitated. They had spoken about each other’s sex lives before, as any good girl friends tend to do, and there had never been any judgement previously, but Beth wondered how she would broach the subject delicately. ‘Have you read 50 Shades ?’ she blurted out. ‘Unfortunately.’ Ally replied with a grimace, putting down her cup. ‘Oh,’ Beth shrank back into herself, thinking Ally’s displeasure was because of the somewhat taboo nature of the text, ‘never mind then.’ she ...