Beth sighed heavily with contentment as the solid form of Reid rolled off her onto his own side of the bed. She felt the wondrous glow of endorphins rush through her system as she came down from her orgasm, stretching catlike on the bed and feeling her muscles burn and tingle after their exertions. She sighed again and reluctantly got out of bed to tend to her bathroom needs. After being married for so long they didn’t use condoms and since neither one of them liked sleeping in the wet patch Beth made a habit of cleaning herself up a bit after sex, not to mention she didn’t want to have to wash the sheets all the time. She returned to bed and snuggled up to Reid, his naked body so familiar and comforting to her.

‘Well?’ he asked drowsily.

‘Well what?’ Beth replied.

‘You know what, give me the run down then,’ he continued.

Beth sighed a little guiltily. It had become a bit of a thing that after sex Beth would tentatively go through the things that she liked and wasn’t keen on in their explorations -‘sexplorations’ as Reid had jokingly coined. At first she had been reluctant to give feedback to Reid, worrying that he would be hurt or even offended at her reactions, considering she had been the one to broach their current sexual escapades. But he had clearly stated that he wanted to know everything she felt as he did not want to be hurting her or doing something she did not like and have Beth suffer in silence. She appreciated his concern.

‘I didn’t like the spitting,’ she confessed, wincing a little in the darkness as she didn’t want Reid to feel bad or like he had done something wrong. During the heat of the moment Reid had used spit to lubricate her- not that she had needed it- but more as a part of their BDSM play. At the time Beth had been swept up in the moment but in retrospect it was something she would rather he didn’t do again. It had felt a little disrespectful. She smiled wryly at that thought as there were dozens of other things that he had said and done to her in the past few weeks that many people would think was way more degrading, and yet Beth knew how she felt, even if she couldn’t explain it. Once again she was silently amazed by the intricacies of human sexuality.

‘Okay then. No more spitting,’ Reid replied calmly and Beth wrapped her arms around him in the dark, once again so supremely grateful that she had such a loving and understanding husband.

‘Anything else,’ he prompted, ‘now is the time to tell me as I will be asleep within the next five minutes,’ he warned.

Beth paused as there was something she had wanted to broach for a few weeks now but had felt too embarrassed to. She again appreciated the irony of that thought as she had admitted so much to him recently that this would hardly matter. Yet she still hesitated.

Reid sensed the change in her and roused himself from his post-coital dreaminess and became serious.

‘Beth if there is something that I have done that you did not like or hurt you, you need to let me know now,’ he implored, the concern evident in his voice.

‘Oh no baby, it’s nothing like that…it’s just…’ Beth began to reassure him but faltered.

‘Go on,’ he encouraged.

Beth sighed and screwed up her courage, glad that the darkness hid her flaming face, ‘So in a lot of the… let’s just say research, I’ve been doing, there is an area I would like us to explore further,’ she began.

‘Which is?’ Reid prompted, he could tell she was struggling to admit her desires to him again.

Beth screwed her eyes shut, even though there were in almost pitch black she found it helped, ‘Ummm, anal play?’ she finished almost in a squeak. The words were out and she waited for Reid’s response, her heart beating with shame, and if she was honest with herself a rekindling of desire.

Reid shifted a little under her touch, lacing his fingers together over his chest and thinking, ‘I always got the feeling that you never really enjoyed it?’ Reid finally replied. They had had anal sex a handful of times over the years, usually when one or both of them had had a few drinks and their inhibitions were low. Beth had enjoyed it but could remember the both of them being a bit tentative and unsure about one another. Beth breathed a sigh of relief that Reid was being his usual business-like self and was interested in the facts; it made talking about it easier.

‘Look, let’s not dodge the fact that you are a…a rather large man shall we say, and that definitely has an effect on how easily that kind of thing goes. But even though it may be a little…uncomfortable at first,’ Beth was having a hard time finding the right phrasing, ‘I do find the experience very pleasurable,’ she finished, glad that the words were out.

And it was true. Being that Reid was a man of over six feet tall, Beth had always loved the fact that the rest of him was very much in proportion. His large cock could not even be covered by both of her hands, one on top of the other, and it filled her so completely during sex. It did make anal a little troublesome however.

She could tell Reid was smiling in the dark, the self-congratulatory type of grin that men got when they felt proud of their penises. She curled her lip and rolled her eyes in the dark, ‘men!’ she thought silently. She carried on, ‘I think that I would like us to explore that kind of thing a little more, I guess,’ wanting to make her thoughts clear while Reid was feeling so very proud of his manhood, ‘obviously taking our time with things… and making sure we have a good supply of lube,’ she finished quickly, wanting to make the practical requirements clear.

‘Okay then,’ he agreed, ‘I’m sure I can accommodate you there,’ he paused and she heard him chuckle, ‘but only if you can accommodate me there, haha, see what I did there?’ he laughed at his own wordplay and Beth playfully slapped his shoulder, though she also thought he sounded a little horny again, but after only just having sex she knew the both of them were spent. She leant over and kissed him, his beard tickling her face.

‘I look forward to it. Goodnight baby,’ he kissed her back and they separated to opposite sides of the bed. It wasn’t too much longer when Reid’s steady breathing told her he had fallen asleep and despite the tingling between her legs that their conversation had created, Beth soon fell asleep too.

~

The next day saw them both up early as they were taking the kids on their first ever camping trip. Beth had received the new tent for Christmas the year before, and with Christmas almost upon them again, Beth had put her foot down and demanded a camping trip within the year. They had planned and packed and crammed as much stuff into their family wagon as possible. Both kids were strapped in and jumping with excitement, not realising they had at least a two hour journey before they actually made it to their camping ground up the coast.

‘Will there be sharks?’ Will asked excitedly. Beth’s five year old son had recently started school and had a fascination with plants and animals that could kill you. Beth indulged her son’s morbid curiosity, even so far as buying him a Venus fly trap plant for his last birthday.

‘No sweetie, there are no sharks. It is a lake, so it’s just fish,’ Beth explained.

‘Piranhas?’ Will piped up hopefully.

‘No!’ Beth replied but couldn’t help smiling at his enthusiasm, ‘Just regular fish. Hopefully you and dad can catch one and we can cook it and eat it for dinner.’

‘Ew gross. Can’t we have tacos?’ he replied making a face.

‘Taco! Taco!’ his sister chimed in, picking up on the familiar word. At almost three, Molly was an utter copycat and mimicked nearly everything her older brother did and said.

Reid chuckled as he buckled his seat belt and put the car into gear, reversing out of the driveway. Beth flicked through the CD case and chose a mix CD of songs she knew the kids would like. She popped it into the car stereo and the top forty music filled the car, both kids immediately wiggling and dancing in their seats. She hoped they would be this enjoyable for the whole trip but didn’t count on it.

~

It was about an hour and a half later, after a brief stop for morning tea and toilets, that both kids fell asleep in the back, Beth glancing at them in her vanity mirror. She spoke quietly to Reid,‘You know we can’t do anything this weekend right?’

Reid sighed, ‘Yeah, I know,’ he gave her a sidelong glance, ‘which is such a shame after last night’s conversation.’ Beth felt herself blushing again. Being that they only had one tent and the kids would be sleeping only a few feet away, they had both come to the unspoken decision that they wouldn’t be having any sex. It was simply the life of a parent.

They reached their camping ground and got to setting up, Beth getting Will to help her unpack the car and corralling Molly so that she didn’t run off. Beth finally finished unpacking most of the equipment and turned to watch Reid finish setting up the tent. It was a warm day and Reid had worked up a sweat, she couldn’t help but look at the way his muscles bunched and released under his skin as he tied down the tent. Her eyes lingered on his hands and the ropes that he was using to tie down the tent and for a brief moment imagined those same ropes wrapped around her wrists and ankles, holding her in place so she couldn’t move, even if she wanted to.

‘Hellooo?’ Reid repeated, waving a hand in front of Beth’s glassy face.

‘Huh? What?’ Beth jumped as she realised Reid had spoken to her and she dragged her eyes away from the ropes, ‘Did you say something?’

‘Yeah, I said ‘pass me a tent peg’, twice,’ he looked at her curiously, ‘where were you just now?’

Beth answered sardonically, ‘On a private island, with no kids, and an endless supply of margaritas,’ she smiled however and passed him the tent peg, then went to explore the lake’s edges with her children, not wanting to get distracted by Reid’s sweaty, muscled physique again.

~

Beth concluded that the family’s first ever camping trip had been a complete success. There had been a few hiccups of course, one being Molly’s sudden and irrational fear of moths and a surprising instance where Will had teared up after finally catching a fish. She had watched her son’s behaviour change from elation at catching a fish all of his own to shameful guilt, watching the fish flap around on the sand, gasping for life and bleeding.

‘Can’t we let him go?’ he had asked quietly, a catch in his throat.

Reid had looked at his son, tears welling in the young boy’s eyes and picked up the fish. ‘Of course we can mate.’ Reid carefully and gently removed the hook from the fish’s lip and tossed him back in the lake, a hand on Will’s shoulder as the fish flicked its tail and disappeared into the murky depths. Beth took a moment to reflect that although her son acted so grown up at times, he was still so young and gentle. She hoped that he would always keep that core of compassion within him, just as his father had.

They had returned home tired and sandy and above all else frustrated. Beth and Reid had lain next to each other, feeling the heat radiating from one another and knowing of the desire which lay simmering between them but thwarted by their situation.

It was early evening by the time they returned home and both kids had again fallen asleep during the car trip. Reid carried the heavier Will into the house, Beth again marvelling at how young his face looked in repose, while she picked up her lighter daughter, smiling at the slight snoring emanating from her cherubic face. Once the kids were settled in bed, their exhaustion ensuring they would sleep till morning, Beth turned to Reid.

‘Can we leave unpacking the car til tomorrow? I’m shattered,’ Beth pleaded.

‘Yep, I second that motion!’ Reid raised a hand to signal he agreed and they made their way to the bedroom. Beth stripped off her sandy shorts and t-shirt and climbed into the ensuite shower, relishing the fact that she didn’t need to wait in line and that the water was constant and scalding hot. She heard the shower door open as she was finishing washing conditioner out of her hair and felt a hand cup her soapy breast, squeezing deliciously.

‘Mmm,’ she moaned, and leaned back into Reid’s chest, his erection pressing into her lower back. He brought up his other hand and continued to knead both of her breasts, occasionally tweaking the nipples. He bent is head and kissed her neck, water cascading off his hair to wash over Beth’s shoulders.

His hands left her breasts and travelled up her sides to her arms. He took one arm in each hand and lifted them, firmly placing each hand palm down on the shower wall before them.

‘Don’t move,’ Reid growled in her ear, the command sending tingles through Beth’s body. She did as told and stood still, anticipation sending slight tremors through her body. His hands again returned to her breasts and squeezed, much harder this time, the malleable flesh pressing through the gaps in his capable hands. Beth moaned again and squeezed her thighs together, trying to relieve the ache between them.

‘No,’ Reid stated and used his foot to force her legs apart, spreading them til they pressed against either wall of the shower. He continued his assault on her breasts and Beth had to endure it, her breathing deepening and her pussy becoming slick with anticipation. His hands left her breast and she saw him lean forward and grab the bottle of liquid soap from the shelf, she heard him uncap the bottle and felt the cool liquid dribbled along her back, shoulders and the rise of her ass cheeks, the sweet soapy fragrance filling the steamy cubicle.

His hands returned to their massaging but now travelled all over her body, her breasts, belly, sides and thighs all being rubbed with the slippery liquid. Though he travelled tantalisingly close to her pussy, he didn’t quite touch her, driving Beth mad with need. His hands eventually travelled to her ass, cupping both cheeks in his sure grip. He squeezed both, his fingers digging into the flesh, making Beth’s face contort with a silent ‘O’ of pain and relish.

His fingers began to probe deeper, the soap making her cleft slick and slippery. Beth opened her eyes in surprise but did not move, letting Reid’s hands do whatever he wanted. She felt a finger at her tight opening and couldn’t help but tense, her breath catching in her throat. She felt him press against her asshole, firm but insistent, and almost without realising it she leant back slightly, in silent encouragement. Reid took the movement as approval and pressed harder, the tip of his finger sliding easily into her body, his soap covered hands making the invasion smooth. Beth moaned low in her throat, as Reid began to slide his finger deeper into her ass, the nerves firing and sending shudders through Beth’s body. He began to slide in and out, the soap and now her own juices mingling to make her hole wet and compliant. Beth began to moan faster, wondering if she was going to come without Reid touching her pussy at all. With increased fervour Reid pressed a second finger to her asshole to join the first and Beth felt them stretch her wider, twinging slightly at first but then relaxing as she got used to the feeling.

‘Do you like my fingers in your asshole slut?’ Reid rumbled in her ear, his tongue darting into her ear and nibbling at her earlobe.

‘Mmm, yes,’ she nodded fervently. His fingers stilled abruptly, lodged deep in her asshole, ‘Yes, Sir,’ she added quickly and his fingers began their massaging again.

‘Would you like my cock in your asshole too? Hmm?’ he breathed, his fingers pushing against the walls inside her, ‘Would you like me to fuck that tight little asshole you filthy slut?’

‘Oh, Yes, Sir, please fuck my ass Sir!’ Beth begged, long past feeling embarrassed as she wanted to feel his cock inside her.

‘Hmm, I think I will fuck that ass tonight, but not with my cock. You will need to earn that,’ he pulled his fingers from her ass to Beth’s frustrated dismay and she was confused at his words, ‘Get out and get dry. I’m going to finish my shower,’ he continued, suddenly pushing past her and blocking the flow of hot water with his body. Beth didn’t know whether to be intrigued or angry at his dismissal but was stepping out of the shower when he spoke again, ‘I want you to braid your hair. Then get on the bed on all fours and wait for me. Oh, and leave the bedside lamp on,’ he ordered.

Beth did as ordered and quickly towelled herself dry, avoiding her pussy as she was worried the vigorous rubbing may make her come. She quickly brushed out her long dark hair and braided the damp length in a simple plait. She threw back the covers of the bed and climbed on, arranging her body in the prescribed way, elbows and knees resting on the mattress with her pussy and ass thrust towards the ceiling.

She waited for what felt like an eternity, shame and lust filling her in equal amounts and knowing the Reid was taking his time on purpose, drawing out her torment. She heard the water turn off and the sound of Reid stepping out of the shower, her heart thrumming a staccato against her ribcage. From the angle of the ensuite door, she could not see Reid behind her but knew he had a full view of her exposed clit and dripping cunt. She heard the rustling of cloth and knew he was casually towelling himself dry, in no rush to alleviate Beth’s indecent position. She heard him place the towel back on the towel rack and step up behind her.

Her legs were quivering with anticipation but also with fatigue, having knelt for the last ten or so minutes waiting for Reid to finish what he’d started. She was still confused as to exactly what he had meant when he had said he wouldn’t fuck her ass with his cock but the answer soon became clear. Without touching her she heard him bend over and open the bottom drawer of Beth’s bedside table and her heart skipped a beat, finally realising what he was doing.

Like most women in the world Beth owned her own vibrator, which she affectionately called Mr Buzzy. While Reid knew of its existence it was something they both dutifully ignored as Beth only really used it while Reid was out of town or when she was alone and bored. They had never used it during sex together as Beth had always assumed Reid would see Mr Buzzy as ‘competition’. But now as she heard him fishing around in the draw her heart thudded and she began to pant in lustful hunger.

She suddenly felt the cold drips of lube being squeezed on her from her own private stash and hot shame filled her, knowing that her private sex tools were being picked up and used by someone else. She couldn’t deny however that being forced to face her own sinful activities was turning her on immensely.

She felt Reid’s fingers again at her ass as her rubbed in the lube, his finger sliding in and out of her hole, making sure she was well lubricated. She shuddered and she heard Reid chuckle slightly.

‘My, my, you are quite the little ass whore aren’t you?’ he continued his probing, two fingers again stretching her and making her accommodating.

Beth nodded, ‘Yes, Sir.’

‘Do you know what I’m going to do to you now?’ he teased.

‘Yes, Sir,’ Beth answered, her body now shaking with the delicious mix of pain, excitement, shame and need, a heady concoction that had her cunt dripping down the inside of her thighs.

‘I want you to say it,’ Reid’s hand suddenly whipped out and grabbed Beth’s braid, yanking her head back and making her cry out in surprise and pain, ‘I want you to tell me in detail what I’m about to do to you.’

‘You’re going to fuck my ass, Sir, you’re going to fuck it with my vibrator,’ Beth gasped out.

‘That’s right, but I’m sure this won’t be new to you. I’m sure you’ve fucked our own tight little asshole with it haven’t you?’ Reid guessed and Beth blushed a crimson red as he was right and she had fucked herself in the ass with it before. ‘Haven’t you?’ he demanded again, his hand wrenching on her plait again, twisting it painfully.

‘Ah fuck! Yes, Sir, I have Sir!’ she whimpered, humiliation coursing through her body, but also yearning.

‘Good, then I shouldn’t need to go too easy on you then,’ without further warning she felt the cool head of her vibrator press against her asshole and then gasped as Reid pushed it in quickly nearly all the way.

‘Oh fuck!’ Beth gasped, feeling exquisite pain as her asshole was stretched wide and felt it fill her insides, pressing against the walls of her cunt. He left it still for a few moments, listening to Beth's deep-throated moans, letting her asshole stretch and widen around the vibrator’s width. Just as Beth thought she was getting used to the sensation, Reid abruptly turned it on. The hum of the vibrator filled the room and Beth felt herself nearing orgasm almost immediately, the luscious vibrations thrumming through her ass and into her cunt and clit. ‘Oh fuck!’ she cried again. The tone in her cry must have alerted Reid as he immediately turned down the intensity of the vibrations.

‘Not yet whore,’ he growled. He began to slowly pump the vibrator in and out of her asshole, the humming rising and falling with each insertion. Beth's arms weakened and she fell to her chest on the bed, her ass thrust up to meet Reid and moaned loudly into the mattress, her muffled cries growing in intensity as she neared orgasm despite the lowered setting on her vibrator.

She raised her head, ‘Sir, I am so close to coming, Sir,’ she whimpered.

‘Would you like to come?’ Reid asked teasingly, his hand slightly increasing the tempo of the pumping and adjusting to a higher setting on the vibrator.

‘Ah! Yes, Sir, but...’ she stopped herself from saying more.

‘Tell me what you want slut or I will take this thing out of your ass and leave you here to writhe!’ he commanded, bringing the tip of vibrator teasingly close to the opening of her ass, threatening to pull it out completely.

‘No, Sir, please don’t do that, Sir!’ she exclaimed in alarm, her asshole clenching protectively around the warm shaft, not wanting the sensations to stop.

‘Then tell me what you want whore, though I think I already know what it is you’re going to say. Quickly now,’ he pushed.

‘Please fuck me, Sir! Please fuck my dirty little cunt with your cock and fuck my ass just like that! Ah!’ Beth groaned as Reid slid the vibrator in again and twirled it around inside her, pushing forcefully against her insides.

‘Very well my dirty slut, because you begged me so nicely,’ Reid replied and she felt him climb onto the bed behind her, his knees resting between her legs. She felt the head of his cock at the gushing opening of her cunt and willed him to ram it into her, though instead he entered her tantalisingly slowly. She heard him groan with pleasure, ‘Oh fuck me, I can feel the vibrator in your tight ass,’ he moaned.

Beth moaned in unison as she had never felt so full, so completely filled up that she felt like her insides were fit to burst. She knew she was only seconds from orgasm and so thrust herself against Reid’s hips, encouraging him in further. He took the hint and began to pound away inside her, the mixed pressure of his cock deep inside her pussy and the vibrator still buried in her ass making Beth scream into the mattress, muffling her shrieks of pleasure. Reid seemed to be driven towards climax quickly as he began to groan with each thrust. Almost as an afterthought Reid took hold of the vibrator and kicked it up to its highest setting and pushed it as deep as it would go into Beth’s throbbing asshole, the vibrations thrumming though her entire abdomen and into Reid’s cock and balls.

‘Oh fuck!’ Reid cried, gripping Beth’s plait again and pulling as hard as he could, ‘Come with me! Come with me you filthy little ass slut!’

Beth screamed into the mattress, biting the sheets between her teeth as her orgasm rocketed through her body. She felt her pussy and asshole clench around their respective fillings and it only drove her further into her orgasm, waves of pleasure again and again crashing over and through her. She rode them for as long as she could, her shuddering, aching body racked with tremors. She dully realised that Reid had come with her at the same time and was now draped across her back, his own shuddering breaths matching hers.

He slowly roused and reached for the vibrator, switching it off and slowly extricating it from her still twitching asshole. Beth breathed out a sigh as he removed it and pulled himself from her overflowing pussy. He placed it carefully on the bedside table and fell onto the bed beside her, breathing heavily. Beth also flipped over onto her back, taking stock of her surroundings and of the sensations that still coursed through her body. She glanced at the vibrator standing on her bedside table and whereas before she had felt shame, now felt a warm glow of satisfaction deep in her belly.

She stood after a few minutes and went to the bathroom, grabbing the vibrator as she went and washing it under the tap, before returning it to its nook in the draw. She cleaned herself up, noting that her asshole was tender but otherwise fine, and returned to bed to find that Reid had fallen asleep where he fell. She smiled lovingly at him, and pushed him gently, waking him enough for him to sleepily crawl to his side of the bed.

‘Love you baby,’ he mumbled to her half asleep, and Beth sidled in beside him and threw her arm over his naked form, melding her body to his.

‘I love you too, Sir.’