Hold the remote to the vibrator in me, have fun and enjoy the show! [M/F]

When I asked you what you wanted for your birthday, I pictured some stuff like a new wallet or a perfume and whatnot. I did not expect you to ask for… this. It’s a bit surprising and shocking, albeit sounds damn hot. But here we go.

So I’m wearing a blue thin dress you bought me months ago. Low v neck cut, flaring skirt down to my thighs, and no bra, all to provide easy access, as you requested. We’re sitting in your car, after an hour drive to the beach. There are quite some people on the beach, but that’s not where we’re going. It’s the small chic restaurant just beside it. Before we leave the car, you reach out your hand and ask for your gift.

I hand you a small round remote control. Your grin grows wider. I took the small C-shaped vibrator out of my handbag, and slide it in my underwear, one end into my pussy and the other end touching my clit. “Alright,” I said, “Try it.”

You press a button on the remote and my toy starts vibrating, it makes me jolt and I hold my breath so I don’t yelp. Your grin grows wider and so full of excitement, as I nod telling you it’s working. You are officially in control.

You turned it off and we walk hand in hand into the restaurant. It feels awkward to walk with something in there, but I managed. The game begins as we were being lead to our table, you pressed the button and I yelp in surprise as I feel the toy starts to vibrate. The waiter looks at me, not sure of what happens, but my face must be beet red by now. I glare at you and you’re just smiling, enjoying being in control, looking amused. Thankfully you turn my toy off and spare me from melting into a wet puddle right there and then.

The next one is when the waiter takes our orders. You turn my toy on again as the waiter approaches our table. I feel the vibrator pushing to my pussy more now because we’re sitting. I clutch my hands to my knees, and just concentrate on staring at the table, because honestly? This is so embarrassing. It’s hard to control my breath, and my nipples are visibly sticking out, presing hard against the thin fabric of my dress.

And yet. You deliberately ask so many questions about the menu. My face must be red, the hair on my arms must be standing, I can’t help but let out a small moan and wiggle a bit. Again, the waiter looks at me quizzically. He asks, “Is everything alright, ma’am?”

And before I could answer, you turn the vibration power up one level, making me jolt in my seat. “Y—yes!” My voice sounds high and unnatural and breathy, but I really can’t help it. I hear you chuckle and I just glare at you more.

When the waiter left, you turn the toy off again. I finally can breathe, and I also can literally feel my juices trinkle out down there. I feel a familiar pressure down there as if pussy is screaming for my attention… A ringing reminder that there’s something going on. And what do you do but to stare at me lovingly with that big teasing smile of yours… Ugh. Fuck lunch, I want to just jump on you and ride you right now.

And of course you’re not satisfied yet, no. For multiple times you keep turning the toy on and off, always when there are people around or passing by. You keep calling the waiter for every small things, just as an excuse so you can turn the toy on and make me literally squirm and wiggle and drenching in my seat.

Yes! As you expected! I’m a fucking wet mess! Honestly if I get up from my seat right now I’m afraid there will be wet spot on my skirt, God dammit.

As someone who never needs a lubricant because I’m always very wet, doing something like this technically allows me to produce a fucking puddle. You know that! You know!

That’s why throughout our lunch, you never stop smiling wide, and that just makes me feel helpless. I brings me pleasure knowing how much this makes you happy. But also… Fuck!! Every time you turn the toy off I can feel my clit throbbing in protest, so much that it hurts. I can feel myself nearing to the edge, but never quite get there. This is torture! And I love this! Fuck me.

When it’s finally time to leave, you tell me to give you the other gift you asked for. I gulp, nod, and excuse myself to the bathroom. But holy fuck it’s so hard to walk anymore, my legs feel like jelly and my sensitive clit rubs to the toy with every single movement I make.

In the bathroom I took my panties off. It’s soaked with thick clear liquid, not to mention also smells quite distinct. This is so fucking embarrassing, I can feel that my face and my ears get very hot. And how am I even going to hold the toy in me without my panties on??

So I tightened my pussy around the toy, and walk back to the table very carefully. Taking small quick steps, trying to look indifferent although I can swear to God people can see the standing hair on my arms and the sweat on the back of my neck. I hand you my wet panties and you put it in your pocket while smiling so wide, making me want to fucking sit on your smile and soak your chin with my juices. But I digress.

As we were walking out, in the parking lot, nearing to your car, you turn the toy on again. What the fuck I thought we were done! I practically yelp again, but because it’s outdoor it’s safer, no one probably pays attention… right?

It’s already hard enough to hold it in place because I have to clench my walls. And because of that, you’re turning it on makes the effect stronger than before. But you knew that didn’t you. You planned for it.

I look at you, and you just turn up the vibration even more. My body jerks involuntarily, I yelp, and I reach out my hand to grip hard on your arm. I can’t help it, I moan, my thighs clenching together, I can even feel my juice oozing out, even spilling down to my knees. My legs are shaking now, as I call your name trying to tell you… I don’t know. Asking for forgiveness? Or asking for a release? I can’t think, my mind goes blank as a raw carnal desire takes over.

You generously let me grab your arm and just stare at me, you enjoy seeing me losing control out in the public. But most of all, you enjoy the fact that I’m a trembling wet slut because of you.

I can’t fucking help it anymore, I can’t fucking move. I’m fucking coming.

You notice me nearing the climax, so you wrap me in your arms, hugging me, and letting me bury my face in your chest, as I scream into orgasm. I explode and I jolt and I wiggle and I bite your chest a little. I feel all kinds of funny on my legs and I fucking swear my juices drip to my toes. I’m all sweaty and tearing up a bit… You finally turn the toy off.

I’m out of breath and feeling a bit numb, but I can’t shake the nudging embarrassment that I just fucking came, in public. My body is shaking in your embrace, but at the same time I’m inhaling you and feeling safe.

You whisper to my ear, “Good girl, let’s go home,” as you press my body nearer to you to kiss my head. Only then I realize the hard bulge pressing to my tummy. You’re rock hard. Oh my. Is this my reward? I can suck your cock? Please let me suck your cock. Please.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pajlek/hold_the_remote_to_the_vibrator_in_me_have_fun