Date Night Fun (L)

This story contains strong language (L)

A while ago I read Erotica by Remote Control, and it inspired me to do some online shopping. I bought a remote-controlled vibrator. But I said nothing to my wife while I waited for the perfect date night to try it out. The following story describes what ended up being one of our best dates ever – shout out to Climaxx!

“On a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being ‘Not tonight, I have a headache’ and 10 being ‘Pull over and do me now’, where are you right now?”

I asked my wife of 20+ years that question as we left our house to go out to dinner. If the answer was 5 or less, I would wait for a better opportunity. I needed her to be at least a little horny and adventurous.

“Probably a 6 or 7 – why?” she replied. She gave me a sideways grin that said, “What exactly are you up to?”

“Good – get your phone and open up your browser. OK… now find the last tab and read the story I pulled up for you.” While she was getting dressed, I had opened up MH and navigated to Erotica by Remote Control. This was the story that inspired my horny schemes for the night.

She began reading and immediately started laughing. “Remote-controlled vibrating panties?!? I didn’t even know there was such a thing!”

I could tell she was a little hesitant about what I had in mind. But I had piqued her curiosity, so on she read. She giggled several more times. When she finished, she looked at me with a questioning expression.

“So…???”

“Well, what did you think? Did you like it? Would you ever try something like that?”

“Yeah – I liked it. Actually, I liked it a lot, and it would be a lot of fun. Why? Did you buy vibrating panties?”

“Well, I couldn’t find any that I liked, but I did find a remote-controlled vibrator. Take a look in your purse.” I had hidden the small package inside her handbag.

She pulled it out and opened it, examining the small device – purple silicone with tiny ridges and bumps and a small charging cord. I showed her how to turn it on and handed her the remote, which she used to cycle through the different modes. It surprised her how strong the vibrations were for such a small toy. I could tell that she was starting to get into the idea.

“So… wanna give it a try?” I asked.

Her grin was equal parts playful and sexy. “Oh, yes. When we get to the restaurant, I’ll go to the bathroom and figure out how to use it.” Her eagerness brought a smile to my face and a rise in my pants.

I had to fight the instinct to floor it to get there as fast as we could. Instead, I drove slowly to let the anticipation build. I reached for her hand and held it tight as we made our way to a local burger joint. Once we got there and ordered our food, my wife excused herself.

“I need to go to the ladies’ room. I’ll be back in just a moment.”

She winked and sauntered away, giving her fantastic ass a little extra shake. She knew I’d be watching. I’m one lucky man!

After a few minutes, I started to worry that she wasn’t going to get it to work. But the mischievous grin she wore as she walked back to our table let me know that the game was on!

“All good?” I asked, and she nodded and giggled. We didn’t really know how loud this thing was going to be. Before I turned it on, I made sure there was enough ambient noise in the restaurant and that nobody was coming (and that she wasn’t taking a drink).

I pulled the remote from my pocket and asked, “Ready to try it out?” She nodded.

I hit the button and watched her startled response as her body twitched. Then she started cracking up. I let it run for 15 seconds or so, then turned it off. I wondered if she was going to be able to stick with it.

“Okay?” I asked.

She gathered her composure and nodded. “Oh, yes.”

While we waited for our food and chatted, I turned it on for 20 or 30 seconds at a time. Each time, I tried different speeds and settings, watching her reaction. Every time I hit the button, she jumped a little then covered her mouth to hide her giggling. This continued throughout dinner. I could tell she was getting turned on by the looks she was giving me and also by the disappointment in her eyes each time I turned it off.

I was getting really turned on as well. I had to shift in my seat several times to try and keep my hardening penis from getting too out of control.

We decided to go walk around and do some window shopping at the new outdoor mall nearby. I turned the vibe on to a pulsating setting and left it on as we strolled through the parking lot. When she got in the car, my wife immediately began digging around in her shorts.

“I’ve got to rearrange this thing. It’s about to fall out of my thong!”

“Is your thong wet?” I asked.

“Oh god, yes,” she panted.

She sat back in the seat and closed her eyes, letting herself moan and enjoy the sensations like she couldn’t in the restaurant. I drove off, and she got more and more focused on the vibrations, squirming in her seat. My dick was fully erect now and I could faintly smell her aroma as it filled the car.

I decided to turn the vibrator off and give her a little breather, but she would have none of it! “Turn it back on… PLEASE.”

I turned it back on to the same setting and let it go. Her response was so sexy! She was writhing and squirming, lifting her hips way off the seat. A few minutes passed and her moaning turned into panting. I knew she was getting close.

The timing was perfect. As we neared our destination, I heard the telltale sign of her orgasm. She held her breath, her hips raised, and her entire body tensed. Then her loud groans filled the car as she came. Her body bucked with each spasm as wave after wave crashed over her. The entire scene was so erotic, and I smiled at my good fortune at having such a fun and adventurous wife.

I pulled into the entrance as she came down from her high. She was breathing heavily and melting into the seat. “Oh my god… that was amazing.”

“I agree — you are so sexy. That turned me on so much and you’re driving me crazy!”

“Let me see,” she said as she reached over and squeezed my hard dick through my shorts. “Mmmm, that’s nice.”

I found a spot in the parking deck and we gathered ourselves to go back out in public. I knew the rest of our evening would be fun and flirty, building anticipation for what awaited us when we got home. I kinda figured that was all for our new toy. But she surprised me by asking, “You’re bringing that remote, right?”

She leaned over and planted a sloppy wet kiss on me. Then she patted my crotch and said, “Let’s go.”

This was going to be fun!

I rearranged my erection as she straightened out her shorts and panties (and the vibrator). Then we got out of the car to walk around. The shops and restaurants were very crowded this summer Friday night. We weaved in and out of the crowded sidewalk. We were enjoying the people watching and the overall energy of the place.

After a while, we ducked into a popular athletic apparel store. Before the door closed behind us, I hit the button on the remote. Her knees buckled as she steadied herself on a display table.

She turned to me and gave me a look that was equal parts humor and horny. She was enjoying the playfulness of the evening and laughing at the situation. But she was also very turned on. We strolled around the store, checking out the racks for a few minutes. I turned the vibrator on and off several times, trying all the different settings. I was really enjoying her reactions! Her body would tense up, or her legs would give way a little. She would stop whatever she was doing to grab onto something. But each time she would also look me in the eye and smile. I loved how much she was loving it!

We went into another shop, one that was smaller and less crowded. It was a little riskier to continue, but we kept at it. I decided to test the range on the remote. I went to the other side of the store and hit the button several times as she was checking out the merchandise. She found something to purchase, and I hit the button again as she was checking out. I wanted to see if she could stay composed while talking to the sales clerk as her pussy buzzed with intense vibrations.

She punched me in the arm as we walked out of the store, and I turned off the vibrator to give her a little break. Good thing, because we ran into a close friend who was out to dinner with her mom and her daughter and the daughter’s boyfriend. While we chatted for a few minutes, I gave my wife an intermission. But as soon as we said goodbye and walked away, I hit the button again. I wanted to keep the mood going. So she had to deal with the fluctuating vibrations as we walked around for a few more minutes.

“Want to stay here and get some dessert?” I asked, pointing to a sidewalk cafe.

She looked me directly in the eye. “No, let’s go home.”

Never one to disobey, I steered us back to the car as quickly as I could.

As soon as the door closed, she leaned over and kissed me hard, our tongues swirling with urgency.

“Oh god, I am so horny and so wet right now!”

I peeled out of the parking deck, wanting to get my wanton wife home as soon as possible. Usually, when she cums with a vibrator, her clit gets sensitive, so we go straight to intercourse. I wasn’t sure if her pussy could take any more, but she left no doubts about that.

“Turn it back on… please!”

I turned it back on to one of the more intense settings and let it run for two or three minutes. When her breathing was starting to get heavier and her moans more intense, I turned it off to prolong the moment. She sank back into the seat and caught her breath for a minute.

“Want it back on?” I asked.

All she could manage was a nod and an “mm-hmm,” so I put it back on the same setting and let it run. As she had an hour earlier, her hips were writhing and bucking with the vibrations.

Her right hand was holding the vibrator against her clit. Her left was squeezing her tits and nipples through her shirt and bra. It was dark out, and I started to tell her to take her shorts off, but I didn’t want to break her trance. I could tell she was getting close to orgasm. I drove on, trying to pay attention to the road and not my squirming, moaning, sexy wife.

My cock was at full mast, and I rubbed myself through my shorts. I was thoroughly enjoying the sounds and sights of my wife as she finally reached orgasm. She let out a loud groan, then bucked her hips as the spasms took over her entire body. Her musky scent filled the car. It surprised me that there wasn’t a puddle on her seat.

Her orgasm finally subsided. She sank back, looking thoroughly satisfied. We smiled at each other, and I reached for her hand and squeezed it. The anticipation of a good hard pounding was unspoken between us. Since we had ten more minutes before we arrived home, I just focused on getting there as quickly as possible. I so needed to feel her wet pussy wrapped around my hard dick that I couldn’t imagine what she said next.

“Hand me that remote,” she commanded.

I gave it to her, and she immediately hit the button, cycling through the different modes until she found one she liked a lot. I couldn’t recall my wife ever being so horny, but man, was I enjoying it. It didn’t take long for her body to respond once again to the vibrations. Moaning and heavy breathing again filled the cabin of the car, and her entire body was squirming and writhing. Her hands rubbed all over. Within a couple of minutes, she was cumming again, this time even more loudly than before. I could hardly believe that my normally one-orgasm girl had cum three times!

I sped home and pulled into the driveway on two wheels. We sprinted out of the car and into the house, heading straight into our den. Clothes were shed as quickly as possible, and I cleared everything off our ottoman. I laid her down on her back and spread her legs, burying my face into her pussy. The juices practically poured out of her as I lapped them up.

“Fuck me now!” she demanded.

I reluctantly pulled my tongue away from her lips and climbed on top of her. The leather ottoman is a favorite spot to fuck. It’s got some cushion to it, but it’s substantial to push against. My cock slid easily in, feeling every inch of her wet, warm, soft, amazing pussy.

This was no soft and sweet lovemaking. This was primal, animalistic, urgent fucking. I pounded her with every bit of strength I could muster, putting all of my weight into every thrust. We both screamed and groaned and grunted as loud as we could (empty nest FTW!). In just a couple of minutes, I came, filling her with squirt after squirt of my seed.

Then I rolled off her. We both lay on the ottoman, feet on the couch, panting and sweating in the afterglow for several minutes. I got up and got us both some water, which we greedily gulped down. We smiled at what we had just done – and to think I wasn’t sure if she’d be up for it!

This was definitely a memorable date night, so I had to share it here on MH. And what makes it even better is that she’s already asked when we can take our new toy out for another spin! I can’t wait!