Beverlys Thirtieth Birthday

BEVERLY'S THIRTIETH BIRTHDAY

Beverly Smith met William Rutherford in her twenty-fourth year. It was not in her plans to get married early. She had finished college with a boring but profitable accounting degree. After all, her father owned a successful accounting firm and she was assured of a dull, but profitable accounting career that would end up with her owning the business.

Nothing about Will would have to change that. Her father liked him. He had a good job as a lawyer, and she knew her father had visions of a free attorney in the family when he assured Beverly that Will would make a good partner.

She wasn't so sure for the longest time. Could you find two more boring jobs? Put them together and you could put anyone to sleep just telling them about your day. She had wanted someone more exciting and daring. Will was steady and calm. Nothing that would make a woman's heart sing. He was cute enough, thoughtful and sweet. Again, not exciting. At least he had a decent "package" and seemed to know how to use it. The only reason she was at least willing to consider him was how good he was in bed. The calm demeanor disappeared when the bedroom door shut.

However, after a year of dating, Beverly was coming around to Will. He was kind and thoughtful to her. She liked his parents, and she learned he was well thought of at his firm and had good prospects.

This was not the hallmark story she had been expecting. There were no fireworks or assurances in her heart that this was the "one". However, as more and more of her friends from college got married to "exciting" men that developed conflicts and difficulties in their marriages, she was rethinking her fantasies.

There was one fantasy that she was having trouble dropping. As with most young people that go to college, she had fun in college. It was the first time she had lived away from her parents, and after a quiet first year, she spread her wings. She joined a sorority and eventually moved into their house. Parties with the frat boys were constant and she wasn't shy about enjoying whatever she wanted. She drank a little too much, not enough to cause a problem with school but enough to enjoy herself. She liked some of the drugs at the parties and sampled most. Of the boys she had sampled at college, there was one that stood out.

Jerry Parker was a handsome boy with a quick and smooth way about him. He had money, but didn't make a show of it. He was very popular among the frats and sorority girls alike. Beverly had caught his eye at the beginning of her senior year and made a strong push for her.

He was handsome and "cool" and it wasn't long before she was hooked. She slept with him on their first date, but he didn't mistreat her afterwards. They had been a little drunk and she assumed when he took her back to the sorority house the next day, she would never hear from him again. Just another notch on his belt.

She was shocked, therefore, when he called her the next day to see if she would go to dinner with him that evening. She quickly agreed and they were an "item" for the rest of the school year.

It was this man that taught her about many unusual fetishes in the sexual world she hadn't even imagined existed. They indulged in threesomes, both ways, role play, and a few things she didn't even know what they were called. However, the thing that made the biggest impression on her was BDSM. She had never imagined being tied up, blindfolded, or restrained before him. Of course, she had never really watched much porn before him, just some softer stuff. He liked the hard stuff, and she watched some with him. It was when he showed her a video of a girl in binders on her ankles and wrists with a blindfold and gagged that she almost creamed herself just watching. The man enjoyed himself with her body as she lay there, squirming. Of course, the woman eventually joined the fun, as they always do in these videos, but by then, Beverly was almost done herself.

Jerry wasn't an idiot, and he noticed. He started asking her if she wanted to try any of that herself. She resisted for months until she couldn't get it out of her mind any longer. She finally told him they could try it, in a controlled environment.

The first time was a simple bondage with ropes tying her to the corners of the bed. He didn't blindfold her, but he did put her panties in her mouth. That was something she had not seen before, and it made her orgasm quickly. She came so quickly that Jerry hadn't begun to work up any heat. He let her rest for a few minutes and then started where he left off when she finished shaking.

Beverly was half drunk, and this was the best thing she had ever experienced. The electric shock traveled from her vagina through her body to her mind. It hit her mind like lightening, and she quickly lost all focus on anything not between her legs. She knew he was on top of her, but she wasn't really paying any attention to what he was doing. She didn't remember him turning around and sticking his dick into her mouth. She just remembered that at some point, he was pumping her mouth. Her mind decided he was using her body to satisfy his needs, and her mind shut down in ecstasy.

When she finally opened her eyes, he was sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face.

"Welcome back, baby. I was afraid I had broken you."

She smiled weakly. "You may have. That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had. We will never be able to do that again."

He laughed. "That doesn't mean I won't try as often as you let me."

He lay down beside her and they fell asleep.

She wouldn't let him try that again for a while, but she couldn't get it out of her mind.

One evening, she finally agreed to try it again. She asked for something stronger to see what she could endure. He was careful and asked for her safe word. He put binders on her this time. He used a spreader bar on her ankles and attached her wrists to the same bar beside her ankles. She was bent over, and he rode her from behind, then flipped her over on her back and fucked her mouth. She was enjoying it greatly at first but panicked a little when he flipped her over and she said her safe word.

Jerry stopped immediately and released her. He held her while she apologized to him for stopping. He just kissed her and told her it was just as it should be. "When you want to stop, we stop. That's the deal."

As she thought about that night later, it gave her confidence she could experiment and trust him to protect her. It wasn't long before she was ready for another go. She told him to push it this time and she wouldn't stop it. She wanted the feelings she had the first time, not the second.

The next weekend, they had gone to a party. She drank some, but she took more drugs at this party. She wasn't feeling any pain by the time they got home and told him it was time for him to enjoy his little "slut" like he wished. He looked at her carefully, but she seemed to be aware of what she was saying and didn't appear to be on the verge of passing out.

This time he laid her out on the bed crossways with her head hanging over the side of the bed. He pulled her legs apart and tied them to the posts at that side of the bed. He tied her hands behind her and put a blindfold over her eyes.

As she lay there, she was so excited she knew she wouldn't last long. When he pushed a tiny vibrator into her ass, she almost lost it then. They had been playing with this for a while, and it didn't hurt. It just caught her by surprise.

He started by bending down and licking her clit. She was very wet, and her mind was spinning already. She let her mind go and drifted between her pussy and her ass as she vibrated to the beat of the machine inside her.

Jerry then came around to the front of her and gently pushed his dick into her mouth. This time she was ready and allowed him to fuck her mouth in a delirious fog of her insides vibrating and his dick halfway down her throat.

She was so enraptured she didn't realize another man had entered her from the other end. She just knew her pussy was on fire and Jerry was still in her mouth. Her mind enjoyed this stimulation enough to forget where it was coming from and let the waves of orgasms crash over her mind and body. Before Jerry finished, she was finished. The combination of alcohol, drugs, and her own excitement was too much for her and she was gone before the waves stopped crashing.

When she opened her eyes, she was lying on her back on her pillow with Jerry looking down at her. "I hope you enjoyed that experience?"

She just nodded and fell asleep.

From that moment on, that was her fantasy orgasm whenever she needed help to get over the line with Jerry.

When she graduated and told Jerry she was going to become an accountant, he couldn't imagine such a boring life, and they broke up. That was okay with her. She liked Jerry but never considered him a marriage candidate.

Now that she was with Will, she still used that fantasy to help her get off on some occasions. She never considered Will for that type of sex, and it faded into her fantasies.

After six months of dating him, Will asked her to move in with him and she accepted. This was the next step, after all. She needed to know if she could live with him before she married him. By then both jobs were set. They would work in their father's business and eventually own it.

Beverly enjoyed their time living together. They had money and good friends. They went out regularly and entertained at their home. After another six months, Will popped the question at a party at their home with their friends and family present. He got down on his knee and opened the ring box. She was prepared and said yes, crying at the same time. He put the ring on her finger, and it was done.

The wedding was in another few months and the honeymoon was in Europe. By the time they got home and settled into married life, Beverly was twenty-seven and Will was twenty-nine.

The next two years went by quickly, but happily. Will turned out to be a considerate husband that valued her opinions and needs. Their sex life was good, at least two or three times a week at first that eventually settled into a weekly habit. It was the same as almost all other couples, they were intimate with each other, but life got in the way.

It was as she approached her thirtieth birthday that she grew restless. They had already begun discussing children, and she knew she would have at least one within the next couple of years. Her job was safe, and she could take whatever time she wanted with her child.

Her restlessness grew from their sex life. Will was an attentive, but a safe lover. He never pushed the envelope and never spoke of anything other than their traditional methods of sexual satisfaction. Her college fantasies were all that were getting her through their sessions now and she knew they would have to shake things up before children arrived.

One night, after a frustrating session of lovemaking that left Beverly unsatisfied, she knew it was time to upset the applecart. As Will lay beside her, satisfied as always with his accomplishment, Beverly sat up on her elbow and looked him in the eye.

"Will, we need to have a talk about our sex life."

This caught him totally unprepared. He thought Beverly was happy and satisfied. To hear that she wasn't struck at his very core of manhood. He wanted to please and satisfy her and thought he was doing a good job. If not, he was willing to explore a little. "Is it a little too vanilla for you?"

"Sometimes, yes. I just think we need to try different things to vary feelings and emotions. Sameness for the sake of consistency is the path to boredom. I'm not suggesting anything in particular, just the idea we should be open to different things."

He kissed her. "My love, I will try anything you wish, and I will try to think of a few things myself. How about that?"

She threw her arms around him and kissed him back. "Yes, honey, let's think about that."

The next week started the same as every other week. However, on Tuesday night, Will came home with a package. He wouldn't tell her what was in it, just saying it was for later. After dinner, when they went into the living room to watch TV, as they always do, Will caught Beverly's hand as she went by him on the couch and pulled her down on his lap. "How about you sit here for a little while?"

Beverly wouldn't have been surprised any more if he had slapped her as she went by. She had no idea what he was doing, but the combination of this and the package gave her hope he was going to try something new tonight.

She put her arm around his neck and lay her head on his shoulder. She whispered into his ear. "What whatever you want, I'm just going to sit here and enjoy it."

He smiled at her, kissed her forehead and laid his hand in her lap. When he did that, Beverly was happy she had worn a nice dress to work that day instead of a business suit. It would give him plenty of room to explore without pants in the way.

She bit his ear and rubbed one of his nipples under his shirt. The hand quickly pushed the dress aside and disappeared into her suddenly warming valley. He ran his finger over her panties covering her vagina, and the panties became wet with her desires.

He brought the arm around Beverly to her breasts and began massaging them. He stopped, went behind her, and unzipped the dress to the waist. By the time his hand got back around her, she had half wiggled out of the top half and he finished the job until the dress was laying in her lap. She had a standard work bra on, but the nipples were trying to push through. Will reached around and unsnapped it. Her breasts popped out like they had been liberated. Now the nipples were free to announce her present state.

Will used one hand to massage her breasts and the other to rub over her panties. She closed her eyes and wondered where this Will had been the last few years. Those questions melted away when he pushed his finger under the side of her panties and into her wet valley. He rubbed her clit for a couple of minutes until he began stroking her with his finger.

She bit his ear again, as if a sign that it was time for something bigger inside her. He took the hint and lifted her off his lap. Will bent her over the large recliner they had in the living room. He removed her dress before laying her on the arm of the recliner.

He stopped to look at his wife's beautiful ass, all wet and willing below him. He pulled the panties to the floor and began massaging her ass and pussy.

Beverly was almost home by now. This unusual assault was the perfect thing she had needed. The only thing she still needed was for him to mount her and satisfy himself inside her.

Which he did immediately. He wasn't gentle but shoved himself into her as he grabbed her by the hair. As he reached the depths of her tunnel, he whispered into her ear. "You will accept my seed as I mount my bitch."

She had no idea where that had come from, but it was the last coherent thought she had for several minutes. She let her mind go and it wondered between her legs and his words until she exploded in the best orgasm she had in a long while. It continued and continued, like waves on the shore. She felt him when he came and the feeling of submitting to her man's desire was the last straw. Her mind checked out and she was done.

Will enjoyed laying over her back, straddling her with his dick inside her. She was still now, like he had conquered her, and the feeling of domination overwhelmed him. He had never thought of Beverly in such terms, and it both excited and scared him at the same time. He pulled out of her and wiped her pussy with her panties. He was dripping out of her a little. By then, she was moving so he helped her up and put her back on his lap where they had begun. He put a blanket they had on the couch around her and let her recover.

She finally looked into his eyes for a long time. She kissed him as deeply as she had in a long time and put her head down on his shoulder.

Will put his arms around her and kissed her on the head. "Just rest, my love, just rest. Sit here as long as you wish."

She was asleep within minutes, and he held her for an hour or so, just enjoying her on his lap as he watched a ball game.

Finally, around ten, he picked her up and headed toward their bedroom. She smiled at him and hung onto his neck.

When they arrived, Will pulled the covers back on her side of the bed and put her to bed. He undressed and got in beside her. When he was there, she scooted over to his side and threw her arm over his chest. He put his arm under her head and let his hand rest on her ass. She put her leg between his and was ready for nighttime. They were both asleep within a few minutes.

Will woke up the next morning with Beverly between his legs. The sight of the covers bobbing up and down and the feelings of morning wood getting rewarded made him come quickly. She made no move to stop and allow him to ejaculate in her hand or the covers as she had done before. This time, she held him deep until he fired down her throat. When he was finished, she licked him clean and finally came to the surface with a smile on her face.

"If you can try something new, so can I. Good morning, my love."

"You are amazing. I'm so glad you spoke up. We will try to vary our sex life and enjoy each other in as many ways as possible."

She suddenly sat up. "Hey, wait a minute. What about the package you brought home night?"

He laughed. "We will have time to try that out another time."

He kissed her and got up to take a shower.

Beverly lay back and waited for him to finish with the shower. She had never seen this side of Will, and she liked it. She remembered Jerry and her college years and was beginning to realize she liked being dominated by the man she loves and trusts. Maybe there was something there for the future.

That day was the happiest both had been in quite a while. Each was satisfied with the night before and felt like they had opened a new chapter in their relationship.

Beverly got home early and made a nice dinner. When Will got home, they sat down and had a good time. They didn't talk about their jobs because, well, law and accounting aren't very newsworthy. They avoided what each was thinking about; last night.

After he helped her clean up the kitchen, they retired to the living room. Beverly couldn't wait any longer. "Okay, you going to show me what is in the package?"

"I guess we could try a few new things tonight."

That made the next couple of hours long, until she finally looked at him, and stood up. "I'm going to take a shower. Maybe you'd join me?"

He followed her into the bedroom and bathroom. She got the water running. They had a large, walk-in shower with a nice bench. Plenty of room for the two of them, and they have been in there together before.

They quickly undressed and got into the shower. She covered her hair, and he began washing her back. She let him wash her back, arms, and chest with nothing but a smile. He carefully washed her face and told her to sit down. When she did, he carefully washed her feet and legs. He was almost done, and she stopped him and stood up. She then took the washcloth and soap and started on him. After washing everything but the most important part, she told him to sit down. When he did, she "washed" his dick until it was hard. She then sat down on him and carefully inserted him into her. He laid back and let her ride him. The sight of her bouncing up and down on him made him excited. He tried to last until she was satisfied, but he didn't think he made it. When he finally let go, he didn't think she was done, so he stood up and told her to bend over the bench. She complied with heat in her eyes, spreading her legs wide. The warm water from the rain shower head above her felt wonderful raining down on her back and behind. She braced herself for when he climbed aboard her.