2. Remote Controlled Adventure

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Excuse me. Two old fashions, please. Finn is at the bar, getting us both cocktails.

I won't be doing much standing up tonight, because right when we got to the restaurant, I went into the bathroom and slipped a vibrator into my pussy. Now I'm back at our table, fizzing with excitement at the thought of having to act as normal as possible while Finn has control over a potential public orgasm. I have no idea when he's going to start, so I'm completely on edge.

He comes back with two drinks. As I take my first sip, I'm jolted by the first tingles of buzzing inside me. He takes a sip, and I watch him savor it as he eyes me squirming in my seat.

This gives it a whole new sensation compared to the other night. The tingles are spreading outwards and then being reflected back to me. A double dose of arousal.

My thighs are trembling already. I sip my cocktail and try to act normal. The bubbles go straight to my head, so I'm feeling lightheaded as well as weak-kneed.

How do you feel? I'm split between wanting him to turn the toy off and wanting him to turn it up more, pushing my limits even further. He chews on his bottom lip as he smiles, and I see his fingers reach for the app again.

A moment later, the vibrations ramp up a notch. I grasp the table for support. Being in a public setting gives these sensations a completely different context.

If I were in control of my own arousal, I'd be able to hold the sensations back. But when it's in Finn's hands, I can't keep myself in check. The vibe is pulsating away inside me.

I need to keep taking sips to stop myself from moaning out loud. He pulls me in closer, running his hand along my back. I'm so horny I'm almost feeling feverish at this point.

I'm aching for him to push me up against a wall and fuck me. But there's no way we'd be able to fuck out in public like this. So I just have to sit here and contain myself while giving him looks of pleasure and helpless frustration.

Finn is very amused, I can tell, and probably more than a little turned on. There's no way I can make any kind of intelligent conversation like this, so I need to resort to wordless flirting. I move to the seat across from him and I slip off one of my heels.

Keeping eye contact, I lightly slide my foot up his leg. I do it slowly and with complete control. When I reach his upper thigh, I stop for a second and lightly trail my foot in a circle.

He moves in his seat, shifting his hips until my foot makes contact with his erection. I move my foot up and down against it until there's a clear and definite bulge in his trousers. In response, he turns the vibrator up once more.

My hips buck. It's fully focusing in on my G-spot now, and I don't have any control over my reactions. Hey, drink up, babe.

We need to get out of here. Two minutes later, we're making out in the alley behind the pub. His cock is hard against me and he's really teasing me now, buzzing the vibe for a few seconds and then turning it off, then back on for a bit longer and then off again.

As he does this, he writhes against me, his free hand grabbing my tits and ass. Finn tweaks a nipple beneath my thin dress and my knees nearly buckle. Every time he lets the vibrator buzz, the sensation builds.

Then he turns it off and they linger, barely anticipating before he starts again. But I know what I want to do. When the vibrator is off for a second, I drop to my knees, quickly unbuttoning Finn's trousers.

His cock springs out and I stroke it for a second, looking up at him to see his look of surprise turn to lust. He leans his head back against the wall. I take my time, wanting to be mindful about how this all feels.

I lick his cock from base to tip, tracing the vein that travels all the way up. Then I circle his head with my tongue once, then twice. Then his hands are in my hair, trying to resist pushing my head down onto it.

I keep going, giving firm licks but no actual suction, until he groans and turns on the vibrator, pressing it up three levels. In my surprise, I dip my head down onto his cock, sucking him all the way down. This sensation is heading towards what I'm looking for.

My pussy is full and throbbing and now my mouth is stuffed with his dick, making it hard to think, hard to breathe. Finn is too distracted to turn off the toy, so it purrs on and on and I let the shivers of excitement creep towards a peak again. He rocks his hips into me, thrusting into my mouth until I'm nearly gagging, my spit joining his pre-cum and running down his dick.

The more I choke, the more turned on I get, and when he eases out slightly to make sure I'm alright, I just swallow him down more. I want to feel sated and overflowing with dick and cum, his and mine. I don't know about him, but I'm getting closer.

I'm on my knees, but they're trembling as my orgasm builds. As I feel my pussy starting to tighten, Finn's cock lurches in my mouth and he suddenly cries out, filling me with cum that shoots down my throat. Just as I'm about to come to, he grabs my arm and tells me to stand up.

My knees are too weak from the vibrations, but the firmness of his grip lets me know I have no choice. As soon as I'm up, he spins me around and hugs me from behind, as his right hand finds its way down my panties. He starts to rub against my clit, fast and hard.

I cum then, squirting unexpectedly, a sensation that's replaced quickly with long, lush waves of orgasm, and I let myself flow with them, my hips rocking and my moans echoing in the alley. Finn uses his other hand to muffle my moans. When I'm done, I kneel on the ground for a second, finding my bearings and my breath.

Finn turns off the vibe, strokes my hair, and helps me to my feet again. He shields me while I slip the toy out, wrap it up, and place it in my handbag. I really need another drink, but I'm too tired to be out in public now, so we end up picking up a bottle of wine on our wander home.