Friend offered to buy me a sex toy if he could use it on me.

Most of the sex toys I (F23) own have been bought for me in exchange for pics or videos of me using them.

I once had a conversation with a group of friends about sex toys, and ended up telling them about the ones I have. I explained the above, how most had been gifts in exchange for pics or videos.

One of my guy friends later messaged me and asked if there was a toy I wanted that he could get me as per the arrangement I had explained.

I told him about the Lovense Lush, the pink remote vibe that responds to sound and movement and can be controlled over the internet. It's over $300 so I was never going to get it for myself. He agreed to buy me one and it arrived a couple days later.

I got it setup, fully charged and after a few minutes he was connected to it. Having it come to life in my hand, knowing he was the one making it move, made my already wet pussy twitch.

We’d already planned that I’d wear it somewhere public while he controlled it. On a perfect sunny day I put on my strappy yellow sun dress with nothing underneath, pushed the pink bulb inside me and waited for him to pick me up. We drove to the nearest beach. He dropped me off at the coffee stand and drove off to find a parking.

It was early but there were already people around. Couples walking at the water's edge. People throwing sticks and balls for their dogs to fetch. And kids playing and splashing in the water.

I bought my coffee and walked down to the grass at the edge of the sand. I put my towel down and lay down on my stomach with my legs pointing towards the water. The antenna was sticking out of my bare pussy. Anyone walking close behind me could see it if they really looked.

I looked around trying to see where he parked. He was right there, sitting on a bench about ten feet away, phone in his hand, acting like he was just some guy scrolling. We pretended like we didn't know each other. Every now and then I’d glance over and I knew he was staring at me from behind his sunglasses.

We were in contact the whole time through our phones. Being in public like that had me so wet I could feel it on my inner thighs. He started slow, testing if it was working. It was. He tried different patterns. Different speeds, different strengths. I was worried someone might hear the muffled buzzing coming from between my legs.

When I liked something he did it more. When I texted “harder” or “faster” he listened. Trying to keep a straight face while people walked past only feet away made it even more exciting.

It’s like I’d been caught but I hadn’t. The pulsing and throbbing made my pussy clench around it. I never knew what he was going to do next. Every time it changed pattern my stomach tightened.

I kept glancing over at the bench and he was just sitting there, watching me, completely calm while he was making my pussy flutter.

After a few minutes I felt the familiar feeling building inside me. I texted him that I was getting close. He didn’t slow down.

If anything he made it stronger. I pressed my face into my towel and tried to breathe normally while my pussy started squeezing around the toy. I crossed my ankles and clenched hard, trying to stop my legs from trembling too obviously. My thighs were shaking anyway. I was so wet I could feel it dripping down my inner thighs onto the towel.

I texted him again that I was really close and he just kept going. I couldn’t stop it. He was in control, not me.

The orgasm hit me hard and I had to bite my lip to stay quiet. My whole body went tight and I came with my face buried in the towel, trying not to make a sound while people were walking past. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time.

As the aftershocks wore off, a dad walked past so close I could have reached out and grabbed his ankle. His daughter looked me in the eye, probably wondering why my face was flushed and I seemed a little out of breath just lying there.

Eventually I sat up, legs out in front of me facing the ocean. I checked no one was looking and discretely pulled it out of me. I then took a subtle selfie of my satisfied slit. My milky juices trickling out of me, dripping onto my towel.

I glanced over at the bench. He was still sitting there, phone in his hand, trying to cover the buldge in his shorts. He just looked at me with a little smirk.

I lay back down, put my sun hat over my face and fell asleep I was so relaxed.