This is a story from a few years ago, back in college with me and my then-girlfriend. She had just bought a vibrator from the internet and had it shipped to my apartment, as she was still living with her parents a few towns over. We tried it out a few times, rubbing it on her clit and whatnot, but this particular night she wanted to try something different- give me the remote controller to turn on and off as I please. She disappeared into the bedroom and came back out in her pajamas, sheepishly handing me the hot pink donut-shaped controller.
First, an introduction of both of us. I’m an even 6 feet tall, pale white guy with shoulder-length blonde hair, lean frame. My girlfriend, Alyssa, is a pale-skinned Latina girl with curly brown hair and a shapely body, plenty to go around while still being fit. She has a brilliant smile and the bubbly personality to counter my dry wit. Back then she always wore a single black earring on her right lobe, which accentuated her light scattering of moles and freckles. She comes up to my shoulders when we stand together, as we were that night when she handed me the small device that granted me full control over the vibrator she had slipped inside of her. It was an otherwise pretty unremarkable evening- weather was nice but we were staying in tonight, having gotten dressed in our night clothes to watch a movie after dinner. I was having a dominant streak lately and decided I was really gonna let it shine.
We cuddled up together on my couch and pulled up Netflix on my TV, flipping over to a show she had been bugging me to watch for ages. I’ve wisely decided to omit *which* show this was, because knowing what was happening on-screen for the duration of this session would ruin whatever pleasure you’re looking to get out of reading it. It… was a strange and hilarious thing to fuck to, let’s put it that way.
About 30 minutes into the first episode, Alyssa began to pout. I had been attentively watching the TV (she wanted me to see the show, right?) and beyond rubbing her arm and shoulder gently with my left hand I had been giving her little attention. She tilted her head back and tried to catch my gaze with her pretty brown eyes, wordlessly asking me to give her some relief. I kept *my* pretty brown eyes on the screen.
She dug her heels into the couch and pushed off to nudge me gently, letting out a soft moan. I looked down at her, my right hand subtly making its way into the pocket of my sweatpants.
“Hey,” I said, dully.
“…hi,” she responded, looking almost puzzled. Like she wasn’t convinced I hadn’t outright forgotten about the vibrator.
“Can I help you with something?”
“No…” she was still gazing into my eyes, searching carefully for the right words. As she parted her lips to speak again, I hit the on button on my controller. A faint but distinct buzzing could now be heard from the crotch of her pajama bottoms. She breathed in sharply and closed her eyes, words once again lost. I turned my head and returned my attention to the show, giving her a good 30 seconds of pleasure before hitting the button again to turn the vibrator off.
She let out a long, deep sigh as the buzzing sound stopped. Then, an annoyed grunt. She was submissive at times but if I pushed this too far she would definitely wrestle me to get the controller back. She looked back at me again and let out another annoyed grunt.
I met her gaze. “What’s up?” I asked, acting oblivious.
She narrowed her eyes.
“Do you need something?”
“You…”
“Are you having a hard time seeing the screen?’
“No, I…”
“Should I turn subtitles on?” I reached over to my phone and paused the show, tapping on menus to turn on closed captioning.
“You fucking dick…”
“Just trying to help you out, dear.”
“I-“
Before she could finish her sentence, I hit the on button again, and tapped the mode button up from setting 1 to setting 2. Right away she flexed her legs and closed them together, almost completely masking the sound of the toy buzzing away inside of her. She let out a moan, soft and high-pitched.
“Good, at least that’ll shut you up.”
I unpaused the show as she began to squirm, bringing one of her hands down to gently touch her clit through the pajama bottoms. As I noticed this I reached down and grabbed her hand, lacing her fingers with mine, and brought her hand off of her crotch, leaving her to aimlessly thrust upwards with her hips. I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it, long and sweet.
She was less than pleased at the denial.
Alyssa tugged gently to free her hand, as she tried to retract her other hand from between my lower back and the couch cushion. She was getting desperate now.
“Something wrong, honey?”
“Come on…”
I took advantage of my free hand and bumped up the mode to 3. I hadn’t paid much attention to the toy’s instruction manual, so I hoped my assumption that higher modes were more intense would pay off. She breathed in again, but this time held her breath and braced herself. Now we were cooking with fire. I let go of her hand but only so I could run my palm from her bellybutton down to her perineum and back up again, tracing her pussy with my fingers as I went, before gently taking one of her breasts in my hand.
“I hope you don’t mind if I’m a little frisky,” I taunted.
Her face was flushed with pleasure now, letting out little peeps and gasps of pleasure. I could tell by the damp patch on her pajamas that she was wet to the point of soaking through whatever underwear she may or may not have put on under them. She was more than ready but I wasn’t done experimenting. Mode 4 was a pulse setting, as I could tell from breaks in the rumbling sound. I let her feel that one out for a good 30 seconds before kicking it up again.
Mode 5. This one buzzed loudly, and her moans increased pitch as the vibrator’s motor pitched up as well. I had had enough. I scooped up Alyssa and placed her gently down on her feet, though her legs were a little wobbly, and took her hand as I guided her to the bedroom. She stepped gingerly and kept her legs slightly bent, holding constant pressure with her thigh muscles to squeeze the toy. As we got to the bed I laid down on my back and motioned for her to climb on top of me. She got on all fours and walked on her knuckles until she was waiting, back arched, over me.
I brought my hands to her hips and slid her pajama bottoms down, working them around her ankles and tossing them aside, to reveal her gorgeous legs and a black thong underneath. Peeking out to one side of the thong was part of the silicone toy, a stem and loop for easy removal and to prevent the toy from getting stuck. I wouldn’t be removing it quite yet. I pushed her forward and brought her hips down to me so my lips could graze her panties. They were damp, unbelievably so, and smelled strongly of her pussy.
I gave her small kisses around the upper thighs and crotch, hearing the buzzing of the toy more clearly with my face so close. Then I hooked a finger over the thong’s band and slid them down, leaving them to stay tangled around her ankle. Her clean-shaven kitty was in full view now, flushed with arousal and slick with her juices. The toy’s handle was sticking out of her, drooping down towards my body. With my left hand I hooked a finger through the handle’s loop and clasped her upper thigh, then clasped her other thigh with my right hand. She instinctively lowered her hips closer to my face, bringing her clit to my mouth.
I took a long, deep, indulgent lick, earning a guttural groan in response. I licked again, pressing my tongue more aggressively against her smooth skin. She moaned loudly as I picked up speed, licking and sucking all over. I stopped to flick my tongue over and over on her clit before returning to licking up and down her whole pussy. She was trembling now, legs and ass shaking from pleasure, so I knew she was close. She moaned like crazy in my ear as I ate her out and the toy vibrated deep inside her. Before too long, I saw her knees lock up and her muscles tighten in climax. She gasped and swore. I took one hand off of her thigh to reach into my pocket and grab the remote, waiting until her breathing became a little less frantic to dial the toy down until it was off.
She collapsed beside me and I pulled her in close by the hip, gently kissing her nipple. She smelled my hair and smiled, coming down off the last of the orgasm.
“I love you.” She whispered.
I smiled. “You’d better.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hug6kd/teasing_my_girlfriend_with_a_remote_controlled