0 comments/ 97276 views/ 32 favorites A Vegas Surprise By: D_Burrows He'd always had a plan like this kicking around in the back of his mind. But once they'd booked the trip to Las Vegas, he felt that it was time to bring his plan into action. He grinned with anticipation as he sureptiously slipped the item into his suitcase and tucked under his clothes. He didn't need to be so sneaky, as his girlfriend Stephanie was in the shower and couldn't possibly see what he was doing, but it was all part of the fun. The only possible problem would be whether or not Steph would go for it. He was confident that she would. She was usually willing to try new and exciting things in their sex lives. She had her limits, but Dan thought that what he was planning on suggesting was well within those limits. Of course, what he was going to suggest might turn out to be a little different than what was actually going to happen. He heard the water in the shower turn off. A moment later Stephanie opened the door and emerged from the steam in her bathrobe. Dan could usually tell what kind of a mood she was in based on how the robe was being worn. Today it was tied snugly, but the robe was cinched all the way to her neck. That meant that she wasn't exactly in prude mode, but was likely not interested in any extra-curricular activity. That wasn't a huge surprise, as they had to get up early for their flight. "I'm all packed; how are you doing?" Dan asked. "Fine. I'm almost done. I just have a couple more things to add. Or should I say, a couple more surprises," she added with a coy smile. Dan froze for a second, thinking he had been busted. He quickly realized that she was talking about herself. Interesting. So she was planning on bringing a couple of surprises. This would turn out to be an interesting long weekend after all. "Great!" he replied. "I'm looking forward to it." She smiled, turned away and slipped out of her bathrobe, reaching for her nightgown which was hanging on the back of the door. Though Dan was only getting the backside view, he was still enjoying it. Stephanie had a great figure. She was about 5'7", with an athletic build. She was in her early thirties, like Dan, and was still in excellent shape. From the side, he caught a quick glimpse of the side of one of her 36 C breasts, which still had the perk they did when she was in high school. She had a pretty face, with baby blue eyes and light brown hair. What Dan liked most about her face was how much it lit up when she smiled. She'd been smiling a lot lately, since he'd told her that he was taking her to Vegas. She shooed him out of the room so that she could finish packing in private. She was planning on packing some sexy new lingerie that she had bought, along with one other item, that she didn't want Dan seeing. Dan complied with minimal protest and went downstairs to make himself a sandwich. Stephanie smiled to herself as he left the room. She was pretty sure that he wouldn't mind leaving and was very sure that he would be thrilled when he saw what she had packed. He'd only just finished munching on his ham and cheese when she called downstairs and told him he could return to the bedroom. She was already under the covers, in her white cotton nightgown, reading a book. Dan stripped to his boxers and climbed under the covers as well. They exchanged smiles and he started reading. It was warm night, so Dan flipped off the comforter and was covered by the sheet. He was hardly able to concentrate on the book, as he kept imagining how the weekend would go. He felt himself getting aroused. He tried in vain to prevent the flow of blood to his quickly growing penis by focusing very hard on his book. But it wasn't working. The thin sheet was leaving little to the imagination. He laughed inwardly as he realized that he was literally pitching a tent. He shifted slightly to try and hide his erection. "Something on your mind, dear?" Steph asked.. Dan turned to look at her, but she didn't meet his eye. She was looking down at Camp Happy, the site of the tent he had just pitched, with a smirk. "Um, no, just looking forward to the trip is all," he said with a hint of embarrassment. Stephanie was a little surprised that Dan had gotten so turned on. She didn't think it was his book, as she had read it before him and there was no sex in it at all. She was already a little tired and not really in the mood, but she didn't want to start their vacation by rolling over and going to sleep while he lay their with a full-on erection. "Sorry, but I'm a little tired tonight," she said, smiling sweetly. "Oh, no problem. I'm sure that will go away in a second." She would tease him for a minute or two and then help him get some relief, she decided. "Okay, then" she said, as she went back to her book. "It is warm in here," she murmured, as she adjusted the comforter downwards. She did so knowing that it would expose her chest. She was still wearing her nightgown, but she knew that it was very white and very thin. She could tell without looking that when she was lying on her back, in just the right light, such as the one coming from her bedside table, that her nightgown went slightly see-thru. She glanced out of the corner of her eye and could make out the pinkish hue of her nipple through the nightgown. She held the book closer to her face to hide her smile and allow Dan an unobstructed view of her see-thru outfit. She caught Dan looking twice. She could see that his cheeks were a little pinker than they were before. Just for good measure, she allowed her free hand to absently and lightly stroke her nipple. It wasn't really doing it for her, but she knew this would drive Dan wild. The cool air and her fingers were enough to make her nipples swell. Perfect, she thought. See-thru shirt, hard nipples. There's no way he'll be calming down. She glanced down after a minute or two to see if Camp Happy was still there. If anything, the tent was standing straighter than it was before. "Oh dear," she said in mock dismay, "Looks like your situation hasn't improved." Dan smiled sheepishly. "No, it hasn't. You're not exactly helping," he pointed out. "What could I possibly have done to bring about your current condition," she feigned innocent. Before he could reply, Stephanie turned on her side and started slowly sliding her hand under the covers. "Well, let me see if I can help you out now." Dan smiled as he felt her hand reach the side of his leg. "That would be great." Her hand slid under his boxers and lightly gripped his throbbing shaft. Dan sank back into the bed and let out a small sigh. Stephanie dropped her book and peeled back the sheet with one hand while she slowly squeezed Dan's dick with her other. She shimmied over to Dan's side of the bed so that she was straddling his legs. She slid his boxers down and let his large, throbbing cock spring into view. It already had a small drop of pre-cum forming on it. Stephanie started slowly stroking his dick with her right hand. "What was it I did that kept your cock so hard?" she asked coyly. Dan loved it when she talked a little dirty, so he had no problem in replying. "You pulled the covers down, so I could see your tits, then you played with one of your nipples." "Did I?" she said in mock surprise. "You mean like this?" She lightly teased her nipple through her nightgown. All Dan could do was grunt in reply, because at the same time that Stephanie was teasing her nipple, she also started to stroke his cock faster, while gripping it tighter. Dan could feel the tension building in his dick. Steph could also tell that he was enjoying it as his cock was standing straight up in the air and pre-cum was oozing out freely. "Would you like me to show you my tits?" Stephanie asked. Dan nodded in reply, not trusting his ability to talk. Stephanie used her free hand to lift her nightgown and expose her right breast. She was wearing underwear, but Dan already knew that she wasn't wearing a bra. The nipple was rock hard and pointing straight out. "Do you like my tit?" she asked. "You better believe I do," Dan replied. Stephanie was enjoying toying with her man. She stared slowly grinding herself into his leg, while continuing to tease her now-exposed nipple. She angled herself so that her clit was gently rubbing on Dan's shin. She knew she was too tired to get off, but she could still derive a little pleasure. Dan felt her grinding her womanhood onto his leg. Between teasing her nipple, stroking his dick and grinding her pussy into his leg, Dan felt ready to explode. He groaned as he felt a stirring in his balls. Steph also felt it and started to slow down, while still gently squeezing. "Poor baby," she cooed. "Is something wrong?" "I need to come so bad," was all Dan could muster. Stephanie smiled and said, "You only get to come when I think you're ready." With that, she started stroking him faster again. Dan could feel her hand sliding up and down his shaft and over the ridge of his cock. "Not yet." Dan needed relief badly. Pre-cum was pouring out his dick, which had just about turned purple. He could also feel a touch of moistness on his leg, where Stephanie was still grinding herself. Just as he felt he was getting close, Stephanie would slow down and deny him the climax he needed so badly. She pushed herself further down the bed so that her face was right over his manhood. She kept her nightgown up so that her rock-hard nipples were rubbing against his legs. "No cumming yet," she said. She started back up at full speed. Dan was enjoying himself, but knew that he needed to cum soon or he felt like his head would explode. He decided to play coy himself. He had been writhing on the bed in near-agony, but forced himself to stop. He lay perfectly still and closed his eyes. Stephanie frowned slightly. Was he not enjoying himself anymore? She stroked faster, her hand covered in his fluids. Dan knew that he was getting close, but didn't react. Stephanie leaned close and gently licked the tip of his cock. Dan let out a small gasp, as he didn't see that coming. His balls were boiling and his cock was about to start spasming. He knew that he was seconds away from a monstrous orgasm, as long as Steph didn't stop what she was doing. Unaware that Dan was as close as her was, she leaned close and licked the top of his Johnson again. It was at that exact moment than Dan came, and he unleashed a huge torrent of cum. Stephanie was in the act of licking his dick, when much to her surprise, a huge rope of cum shot out of Dan's dick. She could see it coming, but didn't react in time. The cum shot straight up and landed on her face, leaving a line of jism from her forehead to her tongue, which was still out. Dan let out a loud grunt and Stephanie gasped in surprise. She started to lean back, but thought that she was already covered in jizz, so she might as well make it worth his while. She didn't normally like it when a guy shot his load all over her face, but this didn't really seem to be Dan's fault. She kept her face right where it was as Dan unloaded shot after shot of hot, white jizz. Stephanie had to close her eyes to prevent an eye-load of cum. When Dan was finally done, Steph's face was completely covered. Unable to see, she simply leaned upright. "Wow!" Dan exclaimed. "That was amazing! I don't think I can move." Stephanie smiled through the jizz. "Glad you enjoyed. If you can't move, then what am I going to do about this?" She pointed to the cum that was slowing leaking off her face. "Oh right. Let me grab you a towel," Dan offered, starting to extricate himself from underneath Stephanie. "Don't worry about it." Stephanie was feeling very risqué all of the sudden. She pulled her nightgown off in one motion and used it to clean her face. She could tell before she'd taken it off that it already had some cum on it, so what was the difference. She wiped her face clean, got off the bed, threw the nightgown in the laundry basket and went into the bathroom to finish washing up. When she returned to the bed, she decided to keep with feeling risqué and chose not to get another shirt. "Goodnight honey," she whispered. Dan was seriously impressed. She never slept topless and didn't like facials. Now here he was getting both in one night. He decided to leave his boxers off in keeping with the spirit. "Goodnight." They drifted off to sleep wrapped in each others arms. THE NEXT DAY Everything had gone smoothly. Dan and Stephanie awoke on time and made their flight. It had been a long flight across the continent, but they had arrived in Vegas on time. They had collected their luggage and were riding in a cab to their hotel. Stephanie had not been to Vegas before, she so was amazed at the sheer size of the hotels. Dan had been twice before, but it still impressed him. He was looking forward to getting to their hotel. Dan had decided to go big and had made reservations at Caesar's Palace. They checked into the hotel and a bellman showed them to their room. "Remember, the rooms here aren't phenomenal, because they don't want you in their room, they want you in the casino gambling," he warned just before they opened the door. To Dan's surprise, the room was a little nicer than he had been expecting. The bathroom had a large tube and a shower stall with three jets. One from the top and two on the side. "Looks just fine to me," Stephanie confirmed. They quickly unpacked, while Dan made sure to slip the item unnoticed into his drawer, and decided to get a lunch, as they had not eaten since before they left. After lunch, they returned to their room. Now it was time for Dan to execute his plan. "So, I have a little surprise. I bought something that I think you might enjoy," he told Stephanie. Stephanie gave him an inquisitive look. Dan was holding the item behind his back. "Well, you've got my attention," Steph said. Dan produced the item. Stephanie wasn't sure what she was looking at. It looked like a pair of skimpy underwear. It was clearly a thong, but there seemed to be some extra material in the front. "It's a pair of underwear with a small vibrator built in," Dan explained, holding the underwear up so Steph could see them. Sure enough, right in the front of the underwear was a little ridge about two inches long, sticking out about half an inch from the fabric. "Um, okay," Stephanie was clearly not convinced. She had always said that she wasn't a big fan of vibrators or toys in general. Dan had been expecting a reaction like this. Now came the interesting part. "The speed of the vibrator is controlled by a remote control," he continued. "Oh right," Stephanie protested, "Like I'm going to let you control a vibrator that's in my panties." Dan had been expecting that too. "Actually, I was thinking that you'd keep the remote." Stephanie was still unconvinced. Dan worked on her for a few minutes. "The idea is that you wear it out in public. You and only you can decide how much its going, if its on at all. You are entirely in control." That wasn't entirely true, but Steph didn't need to know that. "I booked dinner in a really nice restaurant in the mall under the hotel. Its called the Palm. I know you'll love it. So, I was hoping that you might wear this to the restaurant as a little appetizer for when we come back here after dinner." Stephanie rolled her eyes. Dan kept working on her and he could see that she was slowly coming around. "Well I don't know about sitting in a nice restaurant with this between my legs," she offered weakly. Dan had been expecting that too. She had walked right into what he really had planned. "Fair enough. Let's do this. I thought I might hit the Texas Hold'Em tables for a bit. Why don't you put that on and go shopping. Their's lots of stores beneath the hotel." He produced his credit card. "If you try this out in the mall, you can buy yourself a pretty dress for tonight. No price limit." Dan knew that was a safe offer. Stephanie was always conservative in her purchases. She considered his offer. Ultimately it wasn't a bad one. The worst case was that if she didn't like wearing the thing, she didn't have to wear it to dinner and she still got a new dress out of the deal. She offered a last bit of token resistance. "Well what do I wear if I'm wearing that?" "Wear your jeans. It's just like regular underwear, just slightly thicker. No one will know." Stephanie gave Dan a smile. "Allright honey. Just for you." Perfect. Dan smiled in return, knowing that she had just agreed to the last component of his plan. Stephanie went into the bathroom to change. Dan couldn't figure out why she didn't just change in front of him, but he wasn't about to press the issue. Stephanie closed the bathroom door and dropped her jeans. She didn't want to change in front of Dan because she had a surprise of her own for that night. She examined the item a little more closely. It didn't look that bad, actually. It wouldn't be that intrusive, especially if it wasn't on. It looked like it would line up with her clit, so she needn't worry that it would somehow slide inside her. If she had the remote, she'd barely notice it at all. She stepped out of her underwear and put on the vibrating thong. It didn't leave much to the imagination on her backside, but there was a lot of material on her front, so she was nicely covered. She adjusted the thong. As she expected, the little ridge snuggled right up against her lips and was almost touching her clit. She sighed quietly. Dan was always up to something. She was already wearing a short-sleeve T-shirt. Underneath she had a thin tank-top with a built in bra. The very top of the tank top was showing, but she would not have worn it out in public without the T-shirt on overtop. She slipped on her jeans and turned. "Oh," she let out in surprise. The jeans were a little tight, so they had pushed the ridge right onto her clit. It didn't really feel like much, but it had surprised her none-the-less. She opened the door and stepped out. "Allright, its on," she informed Dan. "See," she had left her jeans unzipped. She had the flaps of her jeans open, so that Dan could see her underwear. The vibrating thong had a distinct pattern, so Dan knew she had been true to her word. He ceremoniously handed over the credit card. "No limit," he reminded her. "What my baby wants, my baby gets." She laughed. Dan also handed over the remote. "Just in case you want to try it by your self." She rolled her eyes again. Dan just shrugged and they left the room and headed for the elevators. Once they reached the lobby, they agreed to meet back in the room in two hours. "If you get finished earlier, you can come find me," Dan said. "The poker tables are right there," he pointed to an area of tables right near the elevator. "Okay, see you in a bit," Steph said as she kissed him on the cheek. Dan smiled and turned to walk towards the Poker tables. Once Stephanie had turned the corner, Dan turned back to go in the same direction she had just gone. He walked carefully forward and cackled loudly, exclaiming, "I'm a diabolical genius!" An old couple who were walking by gave Dan a strange look. He ignored them and approached the hallway Stephanie had just walked down. He could see her at the end of the hallway, almost at the doors to the underground mall. He followed her, being careful to stay far enough back that he would have time to duck into a hiding spot if she turned suddenly. As he followed her, he produced from his pocket a small remote control, not unlike the one he had handed to Stephanie. The key difference was that Stephanie's remote was for another pair of vibrating panties, which were back in their bedroom, unused and unworn. The remote that belonged to the thong nestled snugly in her pelvic region was in Dan's hands. That's why Dan felt worthy enough to call himself a diabolical genius. If Steph tried to use her remote, it wouldn't work. But Dan would be free to activate her thong as long as he stayed within range. According to the manual, maximum range was 100 feet. A Vegas Surprise Stephanie was enjoying her walk through the mall. She had decided to reward herself with a new dress and a new pair of shoes. She felt that was a reasonable payment for agreeing to Dan's game. So far, with the remote safely tucked in her bag, the thong was hardly noticeable. Occasionally her jeans would rub in such a way that the ridge would gently tweak her clit. It was mildly pleasant, but not anything to write home about. Stephanie stopped in front of a dress store. She was looking in the window, so Dan stayed far enough back that he was unlikely to be spotted in the crowded mall. He decided to wait a few minutes before using the remote, in order to lull Stephanie into a sense of security. He took the opportunity to briefly review how it worked. It was quite simple. It had a dial that went from 0 to 10. If it was on 0, as it was now, then nothing happened. Once the dial was moved to 1, the little ridge would start vibrating. The higher he turned the dial, the more it would vibrate. Stephanie wandered into the dress store. Dan remained where he was and tried not to look suspicious. He glanced around and noticed a newspaper stand. He quickly purchased a copy of USA today. This would give him a little cover and prevent an over-zealous security guard from hassling him for loitering, hopefully. Stephanie emerged from the dress store with only her purse in hand. She had liked some of the dresses, but they seemed very over-priced. She stopped in front of a gadget store. She was contemplating buying some type of gizmo for Dan, using his credit card. She smiled to herself. I'll get the credit for the gift, he gets the bill. Perfect. Dan thought that he had been patient enough. He waited until Stephanie was passing through the security tag detectors in the entrance of the store, and then he quickly twisted the knob to 1 and back. Stephanie thought she felt something as she passed through the doorway, but it could have been nothing. She'd felt a couple of twinges when he jeans rubbed just the right way, so this didn't seem out of the ordinary. She browsed for a few minutes, but didn't find anything worthwhile. Oh well, she already had a couple of surprises in store for Dan. Dan had been disappointed that he hadn't seen a reaction. He waited until she passed through the detectors again. This time he turned the knob to two. His timing was perfect. Stephanie had to slow down as another couple was walking through the door. As a result, she was standing between the detectors for a second longer. Dan left the device on until she had passed through. Stephanie definitely felt it this time. As she walked through the door, she felt a small buzz for a second or two. She involuntarily stutter stepped. Dan saw her misstep and surmised that it had worked. He knew for sure it had when Stephanie paused for a moment. She wondered if the detectors had somehow caused the vibrator to start working. It had only happened at this store, so she wasn't too concerned. Besides, it had been mildly pleasurable for the few seconds it had been on. She continued on to another dress store. Once again Dan quickly buzzed the device as she was walking through the detectors. Stephanie was half expecting it, but still paused for a second once she'd passed through the doors. Undaunted, she started browsing through the dresses. A salesperson came over and offered to assist her. The prices were a little more reasonable in this store, so Stephanie felt comfortable that she would find something. Dan's only concern was that she would take the thong off in the dressing room, so he restrained himself from using it. Stephanie narrowed the selection of dresses to three and went into the change room. She slipped out of her clothes, leaving her bra and the thong on. She looked at the underwear in the mirror. She quickly removed the thong to take a closer look. She didn't know what she had expected to see, perhaps a little sign that said "I get set off by tag detectors." Regardless, the ridge looked exactly as it did before. She took a second to feel the device a little more thoroughly. She was wondering how it was powered when she felt a thin, hard object, which she surmised was the battery. She contemplated leaving the thong off, but didn't want to try on dresses and go the rest of the day in jeans with no underwear. As long as it only malfunctioned when she was walking through tag detectors, she would be fine. She returned the thong to its previous position, with the ridge snuggled gently against her clit. She wasn't sure, but her clit might have been feeling a little more sensitive than before. She tried on all three dresses before selecting on. The price tag was $300. It was steep for her, but Dan had said no limits. She proceeded to the front and paid for her purchase. "Do you have more shopping to do today," the clerk asked politely. "Yes, a little more." "Then why don't you leave this here with us. You can come back and pick it up when you're done," the clerk offered. "That's a great idea. Thank you. I'll be back in an hour." Stephanie smiled and moved towards the exit. She paused for a second, before passing through the doors. She moved through the doors more slowly this time. Sure enough, the buzzing started as soon as she was next to the detector. Dan had timed it out perfectly again. Only this time, he wasn't planning on spinning the knob back to 0. Stephanie walked through and paused outside. The buzzing seemed to be continuing. Thinking that she was still too close, she moved further into the mall. Dan left the knob at 2. She could definitely feel a buzzing. Puzzled, she searched through her purse for the remote. Finding it, she looked and confirmed that the knob was at 0. Odd, she thought. The sensation was mildly pleasurable, but there didn't seem to be an explanation for it. She turned and walked back into the store. Dan turned the knob up to three. "Oh, did you want the dress now after all?" the friendly clerk asked. It seemed to Steph as though the buzzing was even stronger now. She was hoping that walking through might have turned it off. "Um, no. I'm sorry. No, I'm fine," she stammered. She turned to leave but paused again. "Miss, are you okay?" the clerk asked. This was getting ridiculous. She looked like an idiot in the eyes of the clerk, but she was afraid to walk through the detectors again. In the mean time, the device was starting to elicit a small biological reaction. She felt her cheeks gently flush. "Yes, I'm fine. I'll see you in an hour," she stated, without turning. She walked quickly through the detectors. Dan decided to leave it at 3, but was thoroughly enjoying himself. Stephanie was slightly perplexed. She felt like she wanted to go back to the hotel and take this crazy thing off. Granted it was feeling good, but she didn't know what it was going to do next. The problem was, she had bought a beautiful new dress, but did not have the proper shoes for it. She could walk all the way back to the room, take off the thong and walk all the way back, buy the shoes, pick up the dress, then make the trip again. That seemed like a lot of work. She decided to quickly buy a pair of shoes, return to the dress store and be on her way. She wouldn't be picky about the shoes, so this shouldn't take long. She hadn't seen any shoe stores yet, but there would surely be one. She turned and continued walking down the mall, away from her hotel room. Dan followed cautiously behind. So far he hadn't been spotted. For a moment it looked like Steph might be headed for the room, but to his relief, she kept going. She walked for a minute or two before turning into a shoe store. Dan was ready again. This time, as she passed through the entrance, he quickly swung the knob from 3 to 5 and back again. "Oh!" Stephanie exclaimed. The intensity had really jumped for a second, but it was back to normal now. Trust Dan to buy some ridiculous thing that malfunctioned. Thank God she wasn't standing near a microwave. Who knows what would've happened then. She considered rejecting the shoe mission and heading for home. But, she realized, she would have to pass through the entrance regardless. It seemed to be back to the same level of buzzing as before. She decided to press on and buy a pair of shoes as fast as she could. The buzzing was definitely having an effect. She was feeling a lot of tingling between her legs and a flush of pleasure had spread across her body. Her nipples had slowly hardened. Fortunately, her T-shirt was thick enough, that they weren't really noticeable. A salesman approached. It would be a guy, wouldn't it, she thought to herself. It didn't really matter, but she felt more exposed with it being a guy. "Can I help you, miss?" he smiled politely. "Yes. I bought a beautiful red dress today and I need a pair of shoes." "Excellent. My name is Steve and it would be my pleasure to assist you. Please have a seat right here and I'll start bringing you some beautiful pieces to try on." Ordinarily she would have laughed at how pretentious the guy was, then secretly enjoyed being fawned over. But today she was on a mission. "That's not necessary, I'm sure I can quickly find something." "Please madam, I insist," he said with an exaggerated bow. Oh for crying out loud, she thought. Better do what the guy wants before the fashion police arrive. She sat down in a chair with her back to the store window, which suited Dan just fine. As she sat down, her jeans tightened slightly, pressing the vibrating ridge more firmly onto her clit. She stiffened for a moment and stifled a gasp. "Are you all right, miss?" the salesman asked. "Yes, fine. Just a little stiff is all." The salesman bent down and removed her shoe. Under other circumstances, Stephanie would have been impressed when he correctly guessed her shoe size. Today, all she could offer was a weak smile. The salesman left her alone for a moment and went off in search of some shoes. He returned with several boxes. He knelt down on the floor and pulled the first offering out. All Stephanie could do was nod her approval. The buzzing was really affecting her. Her nipples felt rock hard, her breathing had quickened, her face was flush and she felt moisture forming between her legs. The salesman lifted her leg slightly in order to slip the shoe on. Dan, who had taken advantage of the fact that Steph was facing away from the window, had slipped closer. He timed the manipulation of Steph's leg by the salesperson, to adjust the knob to 5, where he left it. The combination of her raised leg tightening her jeans and the buzzing increasing to 5 was too much for Stephanie. "Oh shit," she gasped, as her arms gripped the side of the chair and her body stiffened. The salesman had just slipped on the shoe when she cursed. He looked up in alarm. "Perhaps another shoe?" he questioned, thinking she hated the one he'd put on. Steph had her head slightly bent and her eyes closed. The shoe would have been fine, but the power of speech eluded her for a moment. She could definitely feel wetness between her legs. Everything was starting to throb. She hoped that the salesman couldn't hear the buzzing. The salesman selected another shoe and placed it on her foot. Stephanie opened her eyes long enough to take a quick peek at the shoe. Good enough. "That's lovely," she said through gritted teeth. The salesman smiled. "Excellent. And the good news is that they're on sale. Their down from their regular price and are only five hundred dollars." Stephanie groaned. Regardless of how embarrassing this was getting, there was not way she could buy a pair of shoes for more than the dress. Another shudder of pleasure passed through her body. "Perhaps something a little less expensive," she managed to say. The salesman was clearly disappointed, but didn't let it show. "Yes, of course." He didn't know what was going on with this woman. She was either in serious pain or about to orgasm. "Can I get you anything while you wait?" "No. Just a shoe," she said forcefully. Too forcefully. Two young woman who were also in the store turned to look at her. The salesman left to search for more shoes. Stephanie thought about leaving, but wasn't sure she could get up. Her pussy was starting to quiver and spasm and it felt like she was really wet. She hoped it wasn't showing. She was starting to really worry that she might have an orgasm in the middle of a shoe store. The salesman returned with several more pairs. The first pair he held up, Stephanie looked at him and gasped, "Price?" "Two hundred," he said crisply. He was clearly not accustomed to being spoken to so tersely. Stephanie nodded. He slipped the shoe on her foot. Dan had been watching the whole time and was loving life. The fact that Steph was so turned on was starting to turn him on as well. As the salesman slipped on the next shoe, he spiked the knob to six for a few seconds. Stephanie let out another loud gasp. The buzzing on her clit increased. She felt herself coming deliriously close to the edge. In a vain attempt to prevent the oncoming orgasm, she pressed the palms of her hand into her crotch to try and move the vibrator off her clit. It had the opposite effect. She ended up driving it further in. The vibrator was now buzzing stronger than it ever had and pressed harder into herself than it had ever been. "Fuck," she inhaled. She realized in dismay that she was about to cum and there was nothing she could do about it. She closed her eyes and lowered her head, concentrating as hard as she could on not making any noise. Her pussy was burning hot and started spasming uncontrollably. This had been building for close to an hour. The first wave crashed over her body and she started gently rocking in her chair. Her hands were still pressed into her crotch for lack of anything else to do. As the next wave hit, she grunted loudly. Her nipples were rock hard and she knew without looking that they would be sticking through a wool sweater, never mind two flimsy pieces of cotton. As wave after wave of her monstrous orgasm kept rolling over her, she kept rocking. She managed to stifle most of the noises, but had let a couple of grunts out. What was worrying her was that if the buzzing didn't let up, she didn't know how she would get out of the chair, never mind back to the hotel. Finally her orgasm subsided. She opened her eyes and realized that everyone within earshot was looking at her. Her embarrassment was total. Dan took this opportunity to turn the knob back down to three. Even from his view of her back, he knew that she'd come hard and was probably wanting to leave the store. Much to Stephanie's relief, the buzzing seemed to have let up a little. Mustering all the dignity she could, she looked the annoyed and surprised salesman in the eye and said "These ones will be fine." She managed to get up and walk over to the till. The salesman was clearly upset, but also didn't want to lose the commission. He rang through her purchase. She didn't even wait for the salesman to put her box in a bag. She grabbed the box and walked towards the exit. Strange, the salesman thought, normally the ones with a foot fetish don't buy expensive shoes. As Stephanie approached the door, she realized to her dismay that she would have to pass through the detectors again. She kept walking quickly in hopes that passing through fast would decrease the intensity. Meanwhile, Dan had retreated to a safe distance when Stephanie had moved to the till. He was impressed that she still wanted the shoes. As she passed through the doorway, he swung the knob to 6 and left it there. The buzzing on Stephanie's tormented clit intensified dramatically as she exited he store. Her knees almost buckled as she turned and started walking back towards the dress store. Dan slid into a store as she passed by. Stephanie knew that she was in trouble. Her mound was soaking and was starting to quiver again. "Oh God," she gasped. She realized that it wouldn't be long before she came again. She knew from previous experience that trying to have an orgasm on her feet was not a good idea. She spied a bench in the middle of the mall and tried to get there as fast as she could. It was no use, the faster she walked, the more the vibrator dug in. She staggered the last few steps and collapsed on the bench in a heap. It was only a matter of seconds before she was in the throes of passion again. It felt like the walls of her vagina were experiencing an earthquake. Her legs were shaking and her hips bucked several times. She closed her eyes and held onto the bench for dear life. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her body. Had she been home alone, she would have grabbed her breasts and squeezed her nipples. Dan was standing not too far away. He saw Stephanie collapse onto the bench and could plainly see that she was cumming again. Her nipples were sticking out from her tits like lasers. Her head was lolling from side to side and her hips were bucking. Finally, as the orgasm let up, he turned the knob back to 3. Stephanie sat on the bench for a moment, to try and collect her thoughts. She had just had two orgasms in five minutes in a public place. She'd always fancied herself an exhibitionist, but this was crazy. She had to admit that the orgasms were incredible, but she didn't like having no way to control them. She decided to head right for the hotel and come back and get her dress later. She felt a small thud and turned. Much to her dismay, a young woman with a small child was sitting on the bench. The woman gave Stephanie an embarrassed smile. "I'm sorry, but my little one is hungry and this is the only bench around. Do you mind if I nurse her?" "No problem, I was just leaving," Steph replied. "Great, because I don't have my blanket, so you'd be getting a show." Steph smiled weakly at the woman. The woman started to arrange herself and was just in the act of exposing her breast. Steph took that as her cue. Just as she was about to get up, Dan turned the knob back to 6. "Dammit," Steph muttered. Here we go again, she thought. She sat back down in a heap. The nursing mother looked over in surprise and annoyance. "Sorry," was all Stephanie could gasp. She knew by now that there was nothing she could do but ride it out. She'd have to find a public bathroom and get this damn thing off before it killed her. She briefly thought about trying to do it on this bench, but realized there was no way she could without getting arrested. Dan left it at 6 for a minute. Stephanie was bracing herself this time and seemed more in control. Dan smiled to himself. Not for long, he thought. The fact that she had an audience made it all the more entertaining. He felt a little bad for this mom, but this was too good to pass up. He slowly spun the knob from 6 to 8. Stephanie couldn't believe it, but it felt like the intensity was increasing. She felt a huge shudder pass through her body and knew that she was on the verge again. She tried to give the alarmed mother a reassuring smile, but it ended up looking like a leer instead. Once again, Stephanie tried in vain to pry the vibrator from between her slick lips. Short of reaching down her pants, which was not advisable in public, all she could do was press her hands into her crotch. The result was the same. She drove the ridge firmly onto her battered clitoris. The intensity was incredible. Pulse after pulse of pleasure was spreading out from her sopping pussy and she wasn't even cumming yet. In desperation, she grabbed the shoe box and placed it on her lap. She was going to try and use it as a shield so that she could reach under her pants. She tried in vain to get her hand between her belt and her stomach, but couldn't do it in a sitting position. A Vegas Surprise Having little other choice, she frantically grabbed at her fly. She managed to unzip it half way, but the mother had heard the unzipping noise. She glared at Stephanie. She probably wanted to get up and run, but couldn't because she had a nursing child attached to her exposed breast. Stephanie tried to smile at the mom again. The mom turned away as best she could. Steph could feel that the tremors were about to reach their peak. Just as she was about to climax again, she felt a sudden a desperate urge, like she had to pee. Impossible, she thought. "Oh fuck," she said aloud, as the feeling intensified. The closer she got, the more it felt like she needed to pee badly. She was gasping for breath now, her hips bucking on the bench. Passers-by were turning and looking at this woman. Some wondered if she might be having a seizure. Steph was desperate to stop the vibrator. She tried again to slip her hand between her jeans and her stomach. She managed to time it to the bucking of her hips. Finally, her fingers slid under her belt, but over top of her thong. All that did was press the vibrator in as tightly as ever. It was buzzing as strong as ever, jammed into her clit. It was all just too much. Stephanie felt like she had to pee desperately, the vibrator hammered away at her clitoris, which couldn't be more sensitive and her hand was down her pants. A huge wave of pleasure crashed over her. She fell forward, trapping her hand and let out a loud moan, followed by a string of words, "Shit. Fuck. Shit. I'm cumming." She was being far too loud, but didn't care. She felt a release from deep within her that she'd never felt before. At that exact moment, she felt a big splash of wetness between her legs. A significant volume of liquid had sprayed out of her pussy. If splashed into her underwear and spread out, covering her hand. She let out another loud grunt, as tears came to her eyes. She couldn't tell if she was crying from the sheer ecstasy or the complete embarrassment. She felt another release and another surge of hot liquid. Her panties were soaking and so was her hand. Again, another release and another squirt. It happened twice more. Unaware of the degree of the orgasm, Dave left the knob on 8. She was done squirting liquid, but the orgasm kept going. Wave after wave crashed over her for what most have been a minute. Finally, Dave turned the device to 0. Stephanie leaned back on the bench with tears on her cheeks. Thank God, she thought. The damned thing's burned out. She slowly became aware of her surroundings. The mother was in the process of getting up, clasping her child to her chest. "I'm getting security," she snapped. "You're sick." She stormed off. Stephanie didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She looked down and realized that her crotch was completely soaked. She slid her hand out from her jeans and observed that it was covered in a glistening fluid. She reached under her ass and confirmed what she already knew. She had a huge wet spot on her backside as well. She didn't know if she'd peed or what. She sniffed her hand. It didn't smell like pee. It had a sweeter smell. Stephanie had seen women in the off porno that she'd watched squirt, so she assumed that's what it was. She had thought that if it hadn't happened to her by now, it likely wouldn't. She came to the conclusion that the only way to make it back to the hotel without looking like she'd wet herself, was to tie her T-shirt around her waist and carry the shoe box in front of her. She realized this would mean wearing a skimpy top with nothing else, but didn't care. She slid the T-shirt over her head and observed her rock hard nipples. Feeling bold, she subtly gave one a squeeze for good luck. She tied her T-shirt around her waist, grabbed her shoe box and marched off before security could find her. Her hands and legs were shaking, her face was red and she was sweating all over. Plus, her pussy and her ass were soaked and her nipples could cut diamonds. She knew she made quite a site but didn't care. She just wanted to get back to the privacy of her hotel room. Dan saw her getting ready and ran ahead. He made it to the hotel room in time to lie on the bed and start to read a book. Stephanie walked through the door looking like a total wreck. "Hi," Dan said. Then he called on his acting skills. "What happened? Did you like it?" Stephanie kept moving toward the bathroom. She didn't want Dan to see the huge wet spot. "Um, oh....it was good. I mean....yeah, I'll tell you in a minute." She made it to the bathroom and dropped her shoe box. She removed her T-shirt and confirmed that she was soaking. She peeled off her jeans and removed the thong. The cool air felt good against her sopping skin. She peeled off her tank top as well. Her clit was red and poking out from between her lips. She reflected on the day. It had been embarrassing, but she'd also never experience pleasure quite like that. Her finger absently caressed her clit, sending another shiver through her body. She'd have to talk to Dan about what had gone wrong, but she might be willing to wear the device to dinner tonight. For now she turned on the shower to clean up. She soaped her whole body, saving her mound for last. She spent a little extra time there, allowing her finger to gently massage her clitoris. Yes, perhaps she would be willing to wear it to dinner after all. STAY TUNED FOR PART II