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The Remote Stimulation Device

This story involves an electrical engineer who designs a device that can stimulate women remotely... without their knowledge. He tests it in various situations and ends up with some quite exciting adventures. If people enjoy Chapter 1, I will post Chapter 2.

Chapter 1 - Flannigan’s

It was time to test the device. Months of work had gone into its complex circuitry, electromagnetic transponder and its compact, elegant design. Swain’s pants felt suddenly tight across his crotch area as his arousal level heightened with the thought that he was finally going to test the device. He looked down at the large bulge jabbing into his right thigh, which he could actually see pulsating, and he gasped. He would have to get his mind under control before he left the house for his first test area.

After walking around in the downtown bar scene for a few minutes, scouting out potential test locations, he finally decided on a darker, quieter bar that was not particularly crowded. It was called Flannigans’, and was an Irish Pub. He located a table across the room from a young attractive couple that were giggling and sipping one cocktail. In between him and them was a handrail that should not attract people. He did not want anyone blocking his sight line of the young lady. She was probably twenty-three or so, quite lean, with dark, deep-set, alluring eyes, chiseled features and long, dark brown hair. The tight-knit sweater she was wearing readily advertised a quite large bosom despite her leanness. He could even see the outline of some generous nipples in the sweater. Was she turned on already? How much more would they protrude if the device did its intended work?

The months of work in his chaotic garage had not been the first of Swain’s kinky inventions. He had used his electronics and electrical engineering genius to devise several creative sex toys that he had marketed privately. Some of the toys were making him a good deal of money already, unbeknownst to his wife, who just enjoyed his generous salary and spent much of her time on vacation or at the tennis club. Little did she know that Swain’s $180 000 income from the silicon valley developer he’d worked for during the last decade was being supplemented by more than 50% now through his many kinky inventions, all of which he had patented. However, he hoped that his RSD (Remote Stimulation Device) would make more than all the other patents put together. It was housed in the shell of an Iphone to make it look like the user was merely texting or performing other cell phone functions while operating the device. The problem for Swain though was that this device would never be legal. It would have to be sold black market. However, with the right marketing person, it could be very lucrative. But there would be a lot of risks with this approach.

After sipping on his drink for a few minutes and watching the young lady move, he looked down at the device. It was warmed up and ready to be activated. His crotch area was tight again in anticipation and he adjusted his engorged member under the table so that he would be more comfortable. He aimed the sights of the device in the young lady’s direction and looked down at the display. The infrared display showed the outline of her shapely legs under the table, with the darkest hotspot indicating her vagina area. He lined the device up to hit where he thought her clitoris would be and switched the beam on low. He watched eagerly as he felt his hardness pulsated against his thigh.

She immediately wriggled slightly in her seat, widened her eyes and appeared to sigh in satisfaction. “Perfect!” he thought. She stared at her drink, slipping her finger slowly around the rim of her cocktail, for over a minute, not saying anything to her partner, but a wry smile etched on her full lips. The display showed her groin gyrating ever so slightly and turning a darker, hotter colour on the infrared screen. She moved a bit closer to the male with her and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He responded by putting his arm around her and snuggling closer. The slow gyrations continued, her dark eyes occasionally doing a slow roll as she turned away from her partner. Her large breasts were moving up and down noticeably now, as her pulse and breathing quickened, and the large nipples now protruded quite markedly from her tight sweater. She was beautiful to look at in this aroused state. She took more frequent sips of their drink and her hand was now caressing his hair and neck as her gyrations became more pronounced on the screen. The hydrometric display bar indicated significant moisture in her crotch area now. She was definitely wet and horny now. He could feel definite beads of pre-cum forming on his own rigid penis as he watched across the room and then down to his display. Swain upped the beam to medium and adjusted his manhood again. He had to get his mind off his own arousal or he would wet his trousers. He had to focus on the science of what he was doing. However, the girl and her reactions were irresistible.

Her eyes widened noticeably and they rolled back in her head as she arched her back and bent her head back, lifting up her voluptuous, erect breasts in a heave, allowing them to bounce and wander in the very sleek sleek bra she must have been wearing. Her partner looked at her in concern and whispered something to her. Swain wondered if the intensity was too much, but she came back down with a smile on her face and whispered something back to her friend, an impish grin on her face. With her left hand, she suddenly grabbed the back of her friend’s head and pushed him to her. She opened her mouth and kissed him sensuously, inserting her tongue deep into his mouth. Her left hand then slid down his body and disappeared below the table, while her lips stayed locked in a long sensuous kiss. From the look on the friend’s face, the hand must have hit the target. When their lips finally parted, she looked longingly in his eyes, while her right shoulder moved rhythmically. She was rubbing him and wasn’t stopping. He looked very turned on, but also a bit fearful. He was looking around to see if anyone was watching. Swain looked at the display. Her crotch was red hot and very wet at this point. She was making constant pumping motions with her pussy under the table as she massaged her friend’s dick. “She’s fucking my machine without knowing it!” Swain smiled. He found himself exerting pumping motions a little himself in sync with her motions that he could see on the display. He was breathing very hard himself, as he tried to stay incognito, pretending not to notice the passion that was unfolding a few tables across from him.

She moved her other hand down below the table and started to tug slightly. The man jolted as she tugged him hard. The look of fear intensified on the male’s face as she was obviously pulling his penis out under the table. She licked inside his ear as she did this and he melted. Her kisses went down to his neck and her right hand reappeared. Meanwhile, her full, erect breasts jiggled slightly under the strained fabric. She was obviously stroking her partner slowly. He leaned lower in his seat and was breathing pretty heavily himself at this point. His right hand moved over under the table as well and she leaned back as well so that he could have access to her steaming wet vagina. Swain was almost ready to cum himself as he watched the two stroking each other, sighing, wriggling in their seats. So far, nobody in the bar had noticed the show except for him. His eyes were now darting in their direction occasionally, while he watched the display under the table. Swain pumped his hips under the table with her ever-increasing rhythm. He was wondering if he even wanted to try the high setting. This lady seemed pretty close to orgasm already, by the look of her, and this was only with the medium setting. But now, with the male stroking her, he was not clear what was producing the stimulation. So he left the RSD on medium and enjoyed the show.

Suddenly, she stopped stroking and arched her back, grinding into the man’s fingers and lifting her pelvis off the seat. Her groin area moved right out of the display as she rose in what seemed like an intense orgasm. She tossed her head back, her hands braced the table, she convulsed and let out several muted gasps that made a few others in the bar look her way momentarily. After about 20 seconds, she slowly slid back in her seat, sighing, and rearranged herself, looking around to see if she had been noticed. Nobody appeared to be looking her way anymore. Satisfied that she hadn’t totally embarrassed herself, she leaned over, whispered something to her friend and giggled. Her left hand returned under the table. The device showed she was red hot and completely drenched. Swain swore that he could even smell the faint aroma of her pussy juice from across the room. And that intense orgasm had come with the machine only on the medium setting. She had no idea that she was being externally stimulated. This was perfect.

He left the machine on medium. He would have loved to have been closer to the couple so that he could hear her jacking her friend off or smell her aromas more clearly. Her right hand disappeared under the table as well. She was stroking her gyrating pussy now as she jacked of her partner. The display showed her fingers moving rather quickly up and down her wet slit... she must have been too horny for a gentle caress at this point. She was pumping his cock hard now and pumping herself just as hard. He could actually hear their rapid breathing from where he was and he could hear the faint, wet slapping sounds of their petting. Swain felt his own strained cock about to explode in his pants. The display was actually shaking in his hand as he watched her rubbing herself into a frenzy.

Her partner suddenly stopped breathing and stood motionless. She pumped him harder and he let out a long muted groan and sank in his chair. Swain could smell his cum mixed with the aroma of her pussy juice. The poor fellow must have cum a lot. His tired eyes looked longingly at hers as he lay back satisfied. Her right hand continued stroking herself rhythmically. She brought her left hand up from under the table and brought it to her lips. She licked the back of her hand seductively. Swain could see the cum dripping off her hand and now her tongue. She licked between her fingers and then turned her hand over. Instead of licking the man’s cum from the front of her hand, she wiped his jizz slowly down her chin, down her long neck and under her tight sweater. Swain could see the sheen of the wetness on her face, neck and upper chest from where he sat. She smiled at him and licked her lips seductively. Suddenly, her head began to convulse with the rhythm of her stroking. On the display, Swain could see that she had picked up the pace markedly. He could readily hear her as well, gasping and rubbing her soaked pussy aggressively. As she arched her back one more time, she let out an extended guttural scream to accompany a monster orgasm, Swain felt himself finally let go as well. He was too late to do anything about it as he pumped jet after jet of cum down the side of his leg. He dropped the RSD as he convulsed himself. After his last spurt squeezed out of his penis, he coyly bent down and picked up the device, placing it in the pocket on the dry side of his pants.

The whole bar was staring at the couple now. She looked very satisfied, but totally embarrassed, as did her friend. They straightened up, laid some cash on the table, and walked out together, arm in arm, with a definite swagger. She turned and smiled at Swain, as if she knew he’d been watching. Swain could still see his cum shining on her chin, neck and chest and the sweet smell of her orgasms wafted his way as her hips swayed past him. She giggled and put her hand in his back pocket. Her nipples were definitely still erect, as her full breasts swayed with each stride. Perhaps she was ready for more. “Lucky guy!” Swain thought, as a renewed bulge permeated the now soaked area of his underwear. He himself would soon be walking out of the bar awkwardly, but with the satisfaction of knowing that his device had definitely passed its first road test. What fun he would have with this gizmo. And what a service he was offering people! Instant random orgasms for unsuspecting females. Maybe he would just hang his coat to the side to conceal the huge wet spot on his inside left leg as he left. “So much for science!” he thought smugly to himself. Next time he tested the machine, he would wear a condom himself. Or maybe he could find a way to get in on the action. Hmmmmm...

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