First post, so please be gentle! ;)
When I was at University, I dated a girl named Gabi who could only be described as “sexually deviant”. If it was risky, new, taboo or exciting, she was up for it. Her favourite plaything was a remote controlled vibrating egg: we’d get her worked up, fucking her until she was on edge, and then slide the egg into her pussy. Our usual routine was I would then slide my cock down her throat (or on one very lucky occasion slowly up her tight little butt, feeling the egg vibrating inside her), then pull on her thong and jeans, and head out. Every time I pressed the button on the remote control she would fight hard to avoid trembling or going limp – and it became our game to find the most inappropriate places for me to vibrate her to near climax. You name it, we were at it: ordering in a restaurant, riding on a bus, even showing around prospective students. Only a couple of times did she fully come from it, but needless to say by the end of the evening she would be dripping wet and ready to be fucked every which way imaginable.