My Experience With A Remote Controlled Sex Toy 24 [F]

About 4 years ago, I was regularly dating a guy who was a bit adventurous sexually. So one day he presents me with a remote controlled sex toy and wants me to insert it and give him the remote. It sounded like lots of fun but we had guests coming for a barbecue. He reminded me that we still had about 3 hours before guests would arrive, giving us a couple of hours for playtime and still have plenty of time for a shower afterward.

I agreed to give it a try and the fun began. The remote only had 4 buttons and it took a few minutes to figure out because it had lots of functions and speeds. There were 2 buttons that were basically forward and back buttons that you pressed to scroll through the various functions and the other two changed the speed. He hadn’t completely figured out the buttons when I realized that this toy was my best friend. The various combinations of functions and speeds gave a crazy variety of sensations, the strongest of which would bring, within seconds, the kind of orgasm that causes involuntary thrashing about, screaming, eye rolling and intermittent paralysis of the lower limbs. By now you probably have an idea where this is going, but I’ll proceed anyway.

So after about a half hour of playtime he sat the remote down in the kitchen and forgot where he put it so it was stuck on a particular speed and vibration pattern. Fortunately it was a very low setting and I was able to help look for the remote. While searching I realized that if he had misplaced it while it had been on one of the most intense settings I not only would be stuck at that setting but it would have been nearly impossible to pull my pants down and remove the toy because of losing control of my body. I found the remote after a few minutes and told him to put it on his keychain before it gets lost again.

We were still enjoying ourselves when we heard a car in the driveway. It seems my grandparents had gotten confused about the time and had arrived about 90 minutes or so early. We quickly turned off the device, regained our composure and I was about to head to the bedroom to remove the device when they rang the doorbell. I answered the door and told them to get comfortable and I would be back in a minute or two. They asked where I was going, and in hindsight I should have said I was going to the bathroom but instead I said I was going to the bedroom. My grandmother said, that can wait a few minutes can’t it? They had brought a gift for me and were very excited about giving it to me. I thought a few minutes couldn’t hurt and agreed to wait.

They began telling me the story about how they had happened across the item and that story led to another and fifteen minutes later I still had a toy inside me and still had no idea what kind of gift to expect. After a few more minutes, I reminded them that I still hadn’t gotten the gift. Grandpa headed out for the car to get the gift and as he was going outside my dad and stepmother arrived. Grandpa walked past his car and went to Dad’s car instead. I told Grandma that since I had a minute I was going to run to the bedroom. She begged me to wait because she was just dying to see the look on my face when he walked in with the gift.

Grandpa returned without the gift because Dad had asked him to move his car and he didn’t have his keys in his pocket. He walked in to ask my grandmother for the keys and she said she didn’t have them. He scanned the room and said “Oh I left them on the table beside the door”. I don’t know where his keys were but as he was walking out the door, my boyfriend said “I think those are my keys” but Grandpa didn’t hear him.

I have no idea why he didn’t recognize that those weren’t his keys, but most importantly he didn’t notice that it wasn’t his car remote on the keychain and starts pushing buttons. At first I get a little tingle and I’m thinking that he’s going to come right back as soon as he sees that his car isn’t unlocking. I can hear him outside cursing his car and then the toy starts getting more intense and I’m getting tears in my eyes because he’s very quickly scanning through settings as he’s pressing buttons. I can only assume that he wasn’t looking at the remote in his hand because I couldn’t see him and was struggling not to give away what was happening in my pants. My boyfriend could have ran outside and saved the day but instead he ran out of the room because he couldn’t control his laughter any longer. As my stepmom walks in to ask Grandma to check her purse to make sure she didn’t have the keys Grandpa realized that he had the wrong remote and stopped pressing buttons, leaving the toy at it’s highest speed and a function that was basically intermittent low speed and maximum speed. Up until now he had been changing functions so quickly that I would build toward orgasm but not quite get there. Now that it’s staying at high speed within seconds I lost control and my legs started to shake, my spine started to stiffen and an involuntary growl came from deep inside my chest, then the shaking leg stopped and both legs thrust outward and froze, causing me to fall out of my chair as the guttural growl is getting louder and my arms are shaking. I’m trying to think through the fog and somehow came to the conclusion that the best thing to do would be to pull my pants down and remove the toy. I then hear my grandmother yell “SHE’S POSSESSED BY A DEMON CALL PASTOR ARTHUR” as my stepmother throws her body on top of me to stop me from undressing. My Dad then says, “Don’t call the pastor, call EMS, she’s having a seizure”.

Finally, my jackass boyfriends comes running out of the kitchen, laughing as if he has lost his mind, trying to get the remote before things get more out of hand. He runs toward Grandpa, red faced, sweating and laughing like a maniac when Dad yells “MOM, YOU’RE RIGHT, IT IS A DEMON AND IT HAS POSSESSED HIM TOO CALL THE PASTOR NOW” as he tackles my boyfriend to the ground. I finally give up on keeping any composure and scream out “THERE’S A VIBRATOR IN MY PUSSY AND GRANDPA TURNED IT UP ON FULL BLAST”. To which Grandpa responds “It’s Satan himself trying to ruin my good name by accusing me of having relations with my granddaughter”. At this point, my sister arrives, and she happens to own the same type of sex toy. After a few seconds of hearing the madness, she takes the keys from my grandfather’s hand, turns off the device and explains, through her laughter, what is going on. The barbecue was cancelled, my grandmother left in tears and I was seriously considering permanently leaving the country. Fortunately, as with all things, it passed and we all survived, except the toy, it was destroyed within minutes after everyone left.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wppbo2/my_experience_with_a_remote_controlled_sex_toy_24

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