Beth and Reid - Chapter Four - Sex Stories

Beth and Reid - Chapter Four

... realised that she was in fact very close to climaxing and slowed her rubbing, enjoying the ebb and flow of sensations through her thighs and abdomen. ‘Okay, times up,’ Reid stubbed out the cigarette and wound up the window as Beth reluctantly dragged her hand away from her swollen folds and again placed her palms on her knees, the glistening liquid coating her fingers clearly visible to both of them. They went back to tense silence, Beth knowing that Reid was enjoying her torment immensely. It was a few minutes later when Reid’s voice again caused Beth to start, loud in the silence. ‘Tell me about the toys you packed when you thought I wasn’t looking,’ he asked casually, watching as Beth’s face flushed a bright red, knowing she had been caught out. She hesitated. ‘Come on now, if you don’t tell me about them, I won’t use them on you,’ he cautioned. ‘Umm, my vibrator,’ Beth stammered. ‘Louder.’ ‘My vibrator,’ Beth repeated louder, ‘a blindfold, a gag, some rope...’ she was finding the act of divulging the contents of her toy box extremely humiliating but oh so arousing. Again, being brought face-to-face with her own depravity and sexual needs was turning her on immensely. She was glad Reid’s eyes were fixed on the road before them and she knew that he was pushing her, dragging the words out of her on purpose. ‘What else?’ he pushed. ‘A, ah... a butt-plug,’ she squeezed out, ‘some pegs… and a riding crop,’ she finished with a relieved breath. ‘I see,’ Reid stated simply, ...

... taking in the information, Beth knowing that his mind was working furiously on how those implements could best be put to use. They drove in silence for a while longer, Beth’s legs beginning to ache after being held so tense and rigid for such a long time. She wanted to shift, move slightly to get more comfortable, but did not want to break the spell. Strangely, Beth was finding it easier to relinquish control to Reid, even if it made her uncomfortable or ashamed. She never realised it could be so calming to simply obey. ‘Take your hand and place it on my cock,’ Reid suddenly stated, bringing Beth out of her relaxed reverie. She breathed deep and placed her hand on the bulge she could see pressing against Reid’s tight jeans. She began to rub it automatically but Reid cut her off. ‘Don’t rub it, just squeeze. I want you to feel how hard it is, feel its heat,’ he uttered. Beth did just that. ‘Where would you like me to put my cock, Beth?’ he asked calmly. ‘In my pussy, Sir,’ she breathed. She found the words came easier now, as admitting her desires was just one more way of submitting to Reid. ‘And?’ he pressed. ‘In my mouth, and in my ass, Sir,’ Beth felt Reid’s cock twitch under her fingertips at her words and she knew that he was just as aroused as she was. ‘I will… when I say so,’ he confirmed yet again, Beth closing her eyes for a brief second and willing the journey to be faster. It was not long after, Beth’s hand still diligently placed on Reid’s throbbing cock, when they ...