Marla in control-2
As Marla exited the car she was quite surprised how the little green box felt as her body moved around it. It was actually the perfect size. Small enough that she could forget it was there, but she could feel its presence, even when off, as she moved. She dropped her purse on the hall table and ran up the stairs to bed. Before she even reached the landing, her shirt was ripped off and she was fumbling with her bra clasp. She crossed the threshold to the bedroom and as she used her feet to remove her shoes, she pulled her skirt and thong down in one foul swoop. Her eyes caught herself in the mirror on the back of the bedroom door and damn did she still look hot naked. Her hands massaged her breasts then down her sides, tracing the lines of her hips towards the center of her body. She cupped her lady friend with her left hand, almost being blinded by the glare of her engagement ring diamond in the reflection. Her right hand grabbed the remote off the dresser and resumed what had started in the car, skipping to the third mode. It didn’t take long before her legs started to tremble and she flopped onto the bed. Moments later Marla was moaning as a second orgasm within the last five minutes hit her.
She laid on bed in a post orgasmic daze, twisting her erect nipples between her thumbs and her forefingers. “Wow that was good” Marla thought, though in actuality wondering how good it really could be. She figured no time like the present to figure out, and rolled over to grab one of her vibrators out of the end table drawer. She spread her legs and bent her knees slightly up and to the side, fully exposing her wet slit to the afternoon air. She pressed the button on the remote three more times until it wouldn’t go any higher and turned the knob on the vibrating dildo all the way to the left and touched it to her clitoris. Her pelvis tried to wiggle away from the pleasure, but her skillful hand kept everything touching and her hips were bucking in delight. Her back arched, her pussy tightened, and Marla finally came to the screaming and squirting orgasm she dreamt of all day.
The next thing Marla noticed, she was being awoken by the sound of her husband’s keys jiggling in the front door. She threw on a old pair of sweats and a shirt, forgetting that she still had the vibrator inside her. She spent the rest of the evening like any other, this night however she’d periodically reach into her pocket and discreetly flip the remote to the first setting, not looking for an orgasm, but just the opportunity to feel alive for a moment. By the time she crawled into bed for the night Marla had already decided that she’d keep the toy in her at all times, whether or not she was at work, home, doing errands, or anything else she did during her normal life.
All of a sudden everyone Marla saw on a regular basis, noticed she seemed to smile more and be happier. Little did they know it was because Marla’s vagina was constantly filled. She was up to masturbating 4 or 5 times a day, but often times kept a soft vibration going just for fun. Anytime she got stressed or felt playful, a quick tap on the remote and she was transported to a happy place. As often as she was doing this, she was always careful to hide it from people, never taking herself all the way unless she was alone. She thought that she’d done well so far, but to her it was like a d**g and like with all excesses, Marla was looking for what would be next.
Friday night Marla came home to a bottle of wine holding down a note on the counter. Her husband would be out for the night at a card game, and for her to have a good time by herself. She poured herself a glass and quickly downed it before heading up to bed for her new regular ritual. Four orgasms later, Marla realized she’d totally lost track of time, it was past eight o’clock and she was starving. Lying in bed naked she pulled out her iPhone and pulled up the menu for the pizza parlour down the block. She started to dial, but a very naughty idea came to her. Instead, she dialed the place across town near the college campus. For what she had planned there was no way she was going to use the place that her and the husband ordered from every few weeks. Thirty minutes until it got there, would be a perfect amount of time for her to get ready.
Still fully naked Marla stepped back into the heels she’d been wearing and walked over to her jewelry box and grabbed an exquisite strand of pearls. She turned to the mirror as she walked to her closet and thought that she looked like every college boys wet dream. She selected what used to be her favorite “slutty” black dress that hugged her in all the right places and stepped into it. It fit just like it had all those years ago and she almost thought she looked better in it now that she had years ago. She reapplied her make up in the bathroom, even adding a little bit more than usual, trying to bring out her inner bad girl. With just a few minutes left Marla, headed back to the kitchen and poured another glass of wine. She sat on the couch and figured she might as well get started, flipping the remote to the second setting. High enough that she knew she could quickly get to orgasm when ready, but not so high that she’d lose control.
Her trance was broken by a pair of headlights in the driveway and a car door slamming shut. It was show time. She walked to the foyer and wondered could they have sent a hotter delivery driver? He was drop dead gorgeous.
“Good evening ma’am. Here is your pizza. It’ll be $15.”
Marla handed the stud a couple of bills, and watched his eyes as he noticed there was enough to pay for the pizza, but nothing for his trouble.
Marla broke the silence. “Would you like something extra?”
“Not required, but I don’t ever refuse anything from a woman as beautiful as you.”
“Thank you sweetie.” Marla held the remote up and said “Do you know what this is?” He shook his head no. “Its a remote control that controls the vibrator that is currently inside me. By pressing this, whoooooa, button, its speed increases and I get even closer to another orgasm. Would you like to press it?”
He reached out and pressed it once, watching the expression on her face change. A second tap and she reached her hand out to brace herself against the wall. Shocked at what he was doing he gave the remote three quick presses. The sudden increase caused Marla to fall against him as she teetered on the verge of orgasm. Unsure of what to do, he stood there as she came, moaning in his ear as her body convulsed. Marla kissed him on the cheek, and reached down to take her remote from his hand, whispering a sultry “Thank you” to him.
