The Best Thing I Ever Had At Applebee's

My husband?s birthday present to me, in addition to taking me out to Applebee?s, a movie, and a night in a nice hotel, all in Colorado Springs, was something from a company called Lovense, which sells sex toys. I had a pretty good idea what it was for and how it worked as soon as I unwrapped it, but I had no idea how well it worked, or that he could operate it remotely, from miles away, using an app on his phone. He?d been away from home working for a few days in the Springs and I?d driven down Friday afternoon to join him, leaving Hobo with our friends Walt and Lorraine, and their dog, Darwin. The next day, Saturday, was my birthday so we were celebrating a day early.Richard?s birthday gift toy is called a Dolce, and it?s sort of a C-shaped or broad V-shaped pink vibe with one bigger end, which goes inside, and a slightly smaller one which presses between my lips and against my clit. Here?s the trick ? each end has its own vibrator motor which can be operated independently on different pulse or vibration settings. Devilish, right? And one of his conditions was that I wear it when I went to meet him at Applebee?s!He?d had me open the package, which was in his hotel room, as we talked on the phone after I got to his hotel. *Now he wanted me to wear it under a skirt with no panties, but I squashed that idea out of fear that the vibrations coupled with my naturally lubricious nature might have it dropping out and bouncing around on the floor as I walked through the restaurant? humiliation central, and not an experience I wanted! I compromised and did wear a skirt and blouse rather than slacks or jeans, but as usual, no bra. Applebee?s is not a fancy place, but we liked it, and since it was a special occasion and he?d be in business attire I dressed to match him.When I went into the bathroom to strip and clean up a little I was already wet with anticipation. After a bit of rubbing it on me, Sex hikayeleri I had little trouble pushing the more bulbous end of the vibe into me, where it settled naturally against my G-spot, the outer part nestling snugly between my lips and against my clit. With the way I felt already, I couldn?t wait for him to turn it on!Once dressed in my silver-grey skirt and flowing white blouse (and bikini panties, out of fear my usual thong might not contain the toy) as well as three-inch heels, a rarity for me, I called him from my car before leaving the hotel. ?I?m on my way, I?ll see you there in about twenty minutes.??Are you wearing it???Mmm, I think it?s wearing me.?He laughed. ?Hold on??I did ? tightly ? to the steering wheel. I jumped at the first pulses of the toy but then wriggled in my seat as it built into a rhythm. ?Richie? damn, that?s weird. Ohhh, yes, fuck? it?s working.??Feel good???Yes. God? Richard!??See you at the restaurant.??Turn it off.??We?ll see.? He disconnected. He did not turn it off, however, leaving it on a slow, steady pulse!I pulled out of the lot and tried to focus on my driving, but my pulsing pussy was commanding an inordinate amount of my attention. And then he started playing with the pulse and vibe patterns! I was wiggling around as if I?d sat on an anthill, the toy hitting all of my most sensitive spots with fiendish accuracy. When I realized that I was moving my hips, humping against the toy, I tried to stop? and couldn?t!I called him again, using voice the commands on my truck. ?Richard, turn this thing off before I have a wreck!??Feels good, huh???I?m serious, turn it off.??I don?t think so. Happy birthday, you sexy thing.??Th?thank you?ohh, god! Richard, fuck! Turn it off, or I?ll stop and take it out.??Aww, you?ll spoil the fun.??Now!??Ok, just a sec...? It cranked higher, the pulses more like waves of increasing intensity, and I knew I was going to come Sikiş hikayeleri ? and then, before I could pull over, I did, cursing him and humping my car seat. He heard me, and when he knew I?d peaked he wound down the pulses.I said, ?You bastard.?He merely laughed. ?Wet panties???What do you think???Hard nipples???Of course. Now stop it!?He laughed again and hung up. To his credit, he let me drive the rest of the way without any further remote assaults, although I could feel how wet I was and I remained very aroused. As I got out of my car, however, it started up again and I almost doubled over. I looked around the parking lot to see if he was there, watching me, and saw his Jeep, empty; he was already inside, but could obviously see I?d arrived.I walked the rest of the way to the door like I was half drunk. I?m a little unsteady on heels anyway, and these made me almost six feet tall, so along with the sexual assault on my pussy I walked awkwardly, my movements jerky, knees sometimes rubbing together as I squeezed my thighs together and rocked my pelvis to the hard pulsing inside of me. I once kicked my heel with my other foot and almost tripped. By the time I got inside, I was breathing in strained little gasps, mostly due to arousal.He let up on me as I paused in the vestibule to catch my breath, but started again as I approached his table in the bar area, one of those high pub tables. I greeted him and said, ?C?mon, let?s get a booth.??No, this is good.??Richard, I?m wearing a skirt, and with this thing in me???I know. It?ll be fun, huh???Depends on your definition of fun.? I gave up and pulled out a chair, but as I began to slide up onto it he moved his finger on his phone screen and my entire body jerked involuntarily as if I?d received an electric shock in response to the vibe thumping inside of me; I hoped nobody noticed. When I got settled and put my purse on an empty chair Erotik hikaye I said, ?God, you?re an asshole!?He just laughed. ?Happy birthday ? and I thought you enjoyed orgasms,? he said softly.?Not when I can?t writhe around and moan and curse? loudly!? He surged the pulses and vibrations, and I clamped my thighs together and bit my lip to keep from crying out! I quickly figured out that my clamped thighs made it worse, so I threw my legs apart? which also didn?t help and undoubtedly displayed my wet panties to anyone looking. I knew my hips were thrusting and fought to keep it subtle but I was still wiggling around in my seat, and I couldn?t completely stifle a soft, ?Ohh, fuck!? as I came.I had my head down and my eyes closed as the orgasm washed over me, and I was gripping the edge of the table so tightly that my knuckles were white when I heard a voice say, ?What can I get you to drink??I looked up into the attractive face of our waitress, sure she could read my orgasm on my flushed face, my eyes wide and lips slightly parted, probably looking shell-shocked. Still, I had to try. ?A Mar?unh, god, Margarita? and a water pl? please.??Are you ok??I shook my head no as my bastard husband cranked up the intensity and I felt another orgasm coming. ?Mus? fuck, muscle cramp? leg??Richard helpfully offered, ?She gets a Charlie horse sometimes. Sweetie, do you need me to massage it out??I had my head down and was trying to break the edge of the table off with my hands as I came again, but I shook my head no as I thrust against the infernal machine, my hip movements shifting it inside of me. ?No? ohh, goddamn!?Our waitress helpfully offered, ?You can stand up and stretch it out if you want. You need to pull your toes up so it stretches out your calf and your Achilles tendon ? like this.? She leaned forward on our table and put one foot out behind her, pressing her heel back and foot flat, and drawing out her calf muscle. She had great legs, and I knew Richie was admiring her. Unfortunately, so were several other guys, so far too many eyes were focused on us while my husband was trying to make me come yet again.