“No cheating.” I said, wagging my finger at her patronisingly.
She stormed off back to the bedroom to dry herself off. I followed behind her, sensing I needed to make up for my actions or I might not make it to the end of the day to give her what she so craved. I had a surprise gift for her that I had intended to give her later, but as I thought about it, it worked to give it to her now. I took the box from my bedside cabinet and handed it to her.
“Here” I said, reaching around from behind her.
“This better be a bloody good present to make up for that!” she replied, clearly still annoyed.
“I think you’ll like it” I answered as she took it from me and opened the box.
Inside the discrete outer packaging, was a further more overt box showing what was clearly a sex toy positioned alongside a smart phone. The entireity of the text on the packaging was in Chinese, however the reviews I had read online explained how it functioned, evening if the “english” manuals were completely indecipherable. It was designated a ‘bluetooth wifi remote smart internal happy massager’ (I’m sure the name was more catchy in the original Chinese.) However in essence it was a vibrator that you could control with an app on your phone or, and this was what sold it to me, someone else could control from their phone remotely. I had envisaged this adding a bit more excitement to our FaceTime calls.
“How does it work?” Danielle asked as she removed the silicon device from the plastic packaging.
I held down the hidden button on the device and it pulsed indicating it was now on. Then I took my phone from my desk and opened the app which I had already paired with it.
“Like this” I replied, adjusting a dial on my phone’s screen. The device began to whir quietly.
Danielle gripped it in her fist.
“Oooh” she exclaimed as she felt the strong vibrations.
I ramped up the setting on my phone to maximum. Even then it was barely audible in her clenched fist.
“Holy shit!” Danielle laughed as it pulsated in her hand.
“Allow me.” I said taking the device from her and turning the vibrations down to their lowest setting.
I reached down with it between her legs and feeling with my fingers while looking into her eyes, I found the opening to Danielle’s already well lubricated snatch. I gently inserted the pulsing device fully. It was shaped with an inner bulb and an outer ‘wing’ that sat over Danielle’s vulva, transmitting the vibrations to her labia and clit.
Danielle smiled as it entered her, stretching her pussy open and conveying subtle rippling vibrations deep into her inflammed sex. I adjusted the intensity, feeling the device as I did so to get an understanding of the range and patterns available. As I moved up through the speeds the feeling took Danielle by surpise and her legs gave way a little.
“Ahhhhh” she exhaled as her eyes rolled back.
I dialed the setting back a little to ensure she didn’t get over excited then I let go of the device and I was pleased to see it was light enough that remained inside her unsupported. The rest of the morning was spent with me teasing her remotely. Allowing her extended periods of low stimulation and brief times of greater intensity, edging her close to orgasm before turning the device off completely. By the time we got to lunch time, the combination of ambient temperature and her state of permanent arousal was causing Danielle to overheat.
I suggested a trip back to Lake Balaton to cool down but Danielle didn’t fancy the long car drive, then I remembered hearing about an area of the city called the Roman Coast, where the Danube still had sandy banks that allowed access for bathers. I googled it and worked out how to get there from my apartment. Leaving of course meant putting on clothes, but Danielle was willing to make the compromise for the promise of a cool swim in the river. Excited by her experiences hiking, she ***********ed a baggy light top that she pulled over her otherwise unencumbered breasts, combined with a simple short sarong to cover her bikini bottoms. If she was going for a swim, it would be a topless one.
Donning her flip flops she made her way down the stairs with me. We navigated the public transport system and arrived at the spot 30 minutes later. The area was a sandy river bank, separated from the parallel roadway by some trees. There were already a few folk paddling in the cool water as we arrived and they were soon joined by a couple more who emerged from the river in full swimwear. Hot from our trip on the public bus, Danielle immediately dropped her sarong next to me and stepped out into the water until it was ankle deep then sat down in the gently lapping waves. The water began to soak into her top and weight it down, forming the upper dry section over her boobs. I sat down with my pack as I wasn’t keen on leaving our valuables unattended on the beach. Retrieving my phone from my pocket, I opened up the app to turn Danielle’s vibrator on to a low level. I hadn’t used it all on the way as I was unsure how long the battery would last and I think Danielle had momentarily forgotten she was still ‘wearing’ it. As soon as I activated it she turned round and looked in my direction and bit her lower lip, clearly suppressing her instinctive reaction. Then she turned back to look out into the river again. I began to increase the intensity to a higher level and cycled through the various patterns of vibration. I could see her chest rising and falling more rapidly as I cranked things up. I turned it off again and she looked back at me, this time with an expression of frustration.
Danielle stood up and walked out into the river until the water was waist high, probably attempting to damping things down, down below. She turned around standing to face me and I could see that the water had splashed up her top which was now semi transparent, revealing the underside of her breasts clearly. The water was obviously cold, her nipples were protruding prominently even through the drier part of the fabric. I looked around to see if there was anyone else looking her way and noticed a couple of school age boys in swimming shorts on the beach, one of whom was pointing in her direction. They put me in mind of the first time I’d seen Danielle in french class and been mesmerised by her rack. It made me long for those days again, the adrenaline of disovering new things with her, the summers spent together with Kara. After a few moments staring, one of the lads started to move quickly into the water and I summised what was probably going on. It made me laugh out loud to myself.
When I turned back to find Danielle, I couldn’t see her. I scanned the water and then spotted just her head bobbing up and down quite far out. I watched her swimming for a few minutes then decided to beckon her back by turning on the vibrator again. However when I attempted to do so, I discovered the device was either out of range, not entirely waterproof or the battery was flat. I returned my phone to my pocket and retreated to the shade of a nearby tree while I waited on her to emerge – which was now going to be a sight to behold. Poor boys.