Beth and Reid - Chapter Four - Sex Stories

Beth and Reid - Chapter Four

... astonished that she had become so aroused with so little physical contact. Beth guessed that Reid was truly coming to grips with just how much the submissive role was affecting his wife, and how much she enjoyed and craved his control of her. Beth herself was a little overwhelmed at just how much his words and control and denial had turned her on. There had even been a few points during the trip where Beth had to calm her breathing for fear of hyperventilating. She blushed at his comment, the shame of her body responding so eagerly to his demands making her turn her face into his shoulder, hiding herself somewhat. Reid brought his hand up to cup her chin and force her to look at him, some of the steel leaving his eyes and Beth caught her breath at the love and admiration in his gaze. He ducked his head and kissed her gently, love and reassurance flowing from him into her. He pulled back and smiled, Beth automatically smiling back at him with love and thanks. His expression again became stony as his hand left her face and traveled down her body, passing through the valley between her breasts and sliding over the mound of her sex, parting her hot lips, beginning to stroke and pinch her throbbing clit. Beth arched her back and moaned, the climax she had been resisting all morning beginning to build again. ‘Would you like me to fuck you with my fingers slut?’ Reid growled close to her ear, all Dom again. Beth nodded with vehemence, ‘Yes, Sir.’ ‘That’s too bad,’ Reid replied ...

... and she could hear the veiled amusement in his voice. ‘I told you nothing would go into that filthy hole until I said so,’ he repeated, the words searing into Beth’s brain like acid, bucking her hips trying to get his fingers to slip inside her aching cunt, yet every time he pulled away, just millimetres from her dripping gash. He slid his slick fingers lower, smearing her juices all over her and suddenly thrust a finger deep into her asshole, making Beth cry out in ecstasy and arch off the bed, ‘I never said anything about your ass though,’ he added and began to pump his finger in and out of her tight hole. Beth’s moans began to reach a fever pitch when he pulled his hand away, leaving Beth empty and hungering for more. ‘Go to the bag, lube yourself up and insert your butt-plug.’ His words caused Beth’s eyes to fly open and her breath caught in her throat. She was torn between the overwhelming desire to do just as he said, but again shame crashed upon her in waves, knowing that he was going to watch her do it. Again he was testing her, pushing her out of her comfort zone and asking her expand her willingness. She steeled her nerves and did as he asked, walking over to the suitcase and unzipping it, feeling his eyes boring into her back. She rummaged through and pulled out her wooden box of toys, unclasping it and taking out her lube and shiny new butt-plug. It was small and black, what the box had called a beginner's plug. It was also made of metal, which apparently was more ...