A bunch of years back my wife, Sasha, came home from a sex toy party with a pair of panties that powered a three way vibrator. She thought of it as mostly a gag and said they were a present for me.
The undies supported an insertable 3 in 1 G-spot vibrator, clit tickler, and a butt plug with a vibrating pearl tip. They were controlled with a wireless remote for all 3 attachments with separate levels of intensity. It was latex and flexible jelly material and designed so that, once inserted, the shape of the inserts and the belt that attached to the panties would keep the bulb tipped dildos from sliding out of their corresponding holes.
We laughed and put them away, but the design and power of these things were not a laughing matter. This was not a toy. The person wearing these would be getting strong deep stimulus from a good distance. My imagination ran wild.
Months later, on my next birthday, she gifted me a sexual fantasy. She gave me a card that looked like a gift certificate that I could cash in and live out something naughty. My immediate thought went to those panties. My mind was full of ideas of how I could use them to publicly pleasure and exhibit my smoking hot wife.
The next weekend was the Fourth of July and I asked her if we could play out my birthday present then. She was understandably nervous, but agreed to appease me. Despite my Sasha's wholesome upbringing, she has indulged my imagination and actually enjoys my dark ideas. She always ends up highly aroused when I push her boundaries. So I was excited about this.
We had already done a few mildly risky public adventures with her as the focus, and she enjoyed being a sex object, possibly more than I enjoyed watching.
She got off on the attention and the danger, so I made a plan that would really push her limits.
The day had come and in the late afternoon I asked her to get dressed up real sexy and told her that we were gonna go into the city on the subway to the annual 4th of July fireworks display.
It was a warm night and there would be a huge distracted crowd and it would be a great opportunity to get away with something very public, while remaining anonymous.
She came down in a sexy dress with a loose sling top that allowed her big, perfect tits to move around loosely. She had them tacked in somehow without a bra and they moved as freely as the draped fabric they were under. The slung fabric didn't meet til her belly button exposing massive cleavage and a healthy level of side boob.
She looked spectacular. Her outfit alone was enough to be a fantasy.
The loose open top flowed to the waist to meet tight bottom with a short hem. It was form fitting and stretchy at her hips and in her sexy knee high strapped heels, she looked every inch a 6ft Amazon Goddess.
With her long blonde hair scrunched all sexy, and her all natural 36D boobs swaying behind her loose plunging top, she was certain to stand out in even the biggest crowd. She will get a lot of attention. All part of the plan.
As I looked her over, I raised her skirt over her hips from behind to inspect my plaything and saw that she had done as I had requested.
All the plugs were inserted. They fit in nice and tight totally inserted with only a jelly coated wire along her taint and coming out of her butthole to meet the battery powered panties at the waist. You would barely know it was there but for the thin wire in the back. I reached in and felt her pussy and fingered her ass. She was already wet and squirming and I hadn't even turned it on yet!
I told her she was to obey my commands and that she either followed orders or she got blasted with my pleasurizer. I was in control here and she would obey.
I gave her a mild shot to all three zones that made her knees touch as her mouth fell open. She giggled before I hit her quick, full throttle and sustained. She buckled and realized that I meant business.
She agreed to comply with an out of breath "OK," she nervously breathed.
We were on the same page.
I equipped us both with ear pods, a pair of dark sunglasses for her, and I called her phone. My Fembot was ready to take orders remotely and I was beyond enthused to play with my real life, hot as fuck, sex robot.
We took a cab to the train and we boarded a semi crowded car. I instructed her to raise her dress a little, sit down and cross her legs. She was to stare forward, move slowly and deliberately and do as I say. I set up 6 ft away at an angle and she looked amazing, displaying her tits and thighs every time I commanded her to lean or push forward in her seat.
A group of college guys entered the train and immediately positioned themselves for optimal viewing upon seeing her. They could barely contain their astonishment of what they were viewing. They kept ogling and talking to each other with a closed hand into the others ear. I ordered her to keep staring forward. I wanted them to stare freely without a reason to look away.
One nerdy looking kid tied his shoe to get a good angle. I whispered, "recross your legs and leave them open for 5 seconds." She slowly opened her long legs and slid forward adjusting her butt in the seat giving him, and everyone else for that matter, a full gap shot of her magic undies. They were baby blue and already wet, featuring a dark spot, for all to see, caused by the latex jelly fingers that were reaching into her pleasure boxes.
He looked like he was in pain and almost fell over as she slowly crossed her legs exposing most of her other thigh. They couldn't hide their excitement. Another, of the group, had his backpack in front of him and a hand in his sweatpants. I have no doubt he came at some point.
I instructed her to lean over and adjust her shoe giving them a full frontal of her natural D cup jugs.
Her top draped even lower giving them an unobstructed view. At my command she tugged at her shoe strap causing her huge boobs to sway, and their jaws to drop as slack and loose as her swinging breasts.
We had reached our stop and she got up and brushed past them and met me on the platform. They followed us for a while but gave up when we stepped in a bar for a few drinks. They must have left their fake ID's at home.
Once inside she lost the sunglasses and displayed her beautiful blue eyes that were filled with anticipation and a hint of fear. She gulped down a strong vodka martini while picking on some tapas, but it was more booze she craved in her elevated state. She slammed two shots of tequila to calm her shaking, and downed a third one for good measure. She's usually a very light drinker. She was good and loose now and would be easy to coax.
