Girl on the Net

Ever wondered what it’d be like to be stimulated in public by an eager person with a vibe control in their hand?

This is the first post in my Sex Fairies project (where anyone can request a sex toy they’ve always wanted, and SexToys.co.uk make some of those dreams come true). When I started it I was inundated with awesome suggestions and requests for toys, but one toy got more requests than any other: The BlueMotion Nex 1 Panty Vibe. Why? Well perhaps it’s because it’s futuristic and stuff: the vibe sits in your pants and is controlled by an app on your phone, meaning you can give your handset to someone else and let them dial up or down the vibrations. Perhaps it’s because it’s one of very few sex toys you can use in public without being arrested. Perhaps it’s just because, well, it looks really fucking fun.

The aim of the Sex Fairies project is less about reviewing toys (because lots of bloggers do that really well already) and more about the overall experience. When you’re given a toy you’ve been wanting for a while, does the hotness live up to expectations? We gave a knicker vibrator to a submissive, horny lady and asked her to let us know…

BlueMotion Nex 1: a dirty little secret

I had a number of ideas for how to use the BlueMotion – but for various reasons I settled on exploring it with a guy I actually don’t know that well. We’ve met a few times and messaged back and forth, and from what he’d told me about his kinks, he seemed like exactly the sort of guy that would be perfect for this. He likes control, and how far he can push someone’s boundaries – and if he can take someone right to the edge of their boundary and force them to confront it and stretch it further than they expected, so much the better. Given that tease and denial is also very enjoyable for him, it’s not surprising that he was very happy to help me out. I’m generally submissive and I enjoy being controlled and dominated – but I didn’t know for sure if it’d work well with him. And that made it all the more dirty, risky, unknown and very exciting.

I had been curious about trying things out in public, so we arranged to meet for Saturday lunch. I asked him to choose a location that would be the ‘appropriate amount of busy’. At first, he said that I should probably decide on a location; leaving it up to him might be a mistake. I had envisaged a quiet-ish restaurant or pub in which I could enjoy myself in a dark semi-private corner without too many people noticing… but in the end, I told him that part of the enjoyment for me as a submissive in general was in finding a way to cope with whatever situation he wanted to throw me in. So when we met outside a bookshop right in the centre of town at the busiest time of the day, I had absolutely no idea where he was going to take me.

He led me to a series of small cafes, all pretty close together with tables and chairs outside. He walked me around, and invited me to choose one of them. I looked in through the windows and saw that they were all quite busy, but there were probably a few tables off in the corners that we could hide behind and be unnoticed among the general noise and chatter around us.

But then he informed me that we would be sitting outside. In full view.

So fucking public

As he doesn’t know my boundaries just yet, he gave me the option to veto this particular choice of location if I wanted to. I was surprised and wide-eyed and mildly panicked by the idea of doing this somewhere so fucking public, but… I was even more surprised that I didn’t want to veto. So as we wandered around the various options, and I tried to get my head around the idea of being very publicly wanked off with a remote control vibrator, he warned me firmly that my choice of café would be removed from me unless I chose one pretty quickly. I picked one that had the most comfortable looking chair, at the end of the row. He held the table for us while I disappeared off to the toilets to turn on the BlueMotion, sync it up with my iPhone and put it in my knickers.

I felt like an utter pervert already – joining the queue of ladies waiting to use the public toilets, knowing I wasn’t even going in to use the toilet. Just to shove a vibrator in my knickers. The thought made me feel like a creepy, dirty slut, and fuck – it was bizarrely hot. An unexpected jolt of lust-filled anticipation shot through me. I exited the toilet cubicle and washed my hands next to the other women in the room, doing all I could to seem as nonchalant as possible while I felt like they must be able to tell.

I walked back to the café we had chosen, feeling the BlueMotion against me and trying to walk normally, and sat down. I took a deep breath and looked at him, ready to get started. “Something’s happened”, he grinned, clearly very pleased about whatever this something was. “You’ve chosen a pretty terrible spot.” He gestured to the wall of the café – and I saw that there was a giant menu on display right next to our table. As people were walking up the road looking for places to eat, they kept stopping right next to our table to check out the menu. He was completely delighted. I was immediately mortified and I wondered briefly if I should call a halt to this. But the submissive pervert in me told me to shut the fuck up and do as I was told. So I handed over my phone and, as I was very acutely aware, probably also the key to removing any shred of dignity I was still hanging on to.

He was fascinated by the app, and immediately busied himself with figuring out how it worked. He started playing with it as I sat there with my legs crossed trying to keep a straight face, and tried to keep the shaking out of my voice while I explained to him what the vibrator was doing in my knickers. There are a number of different settings – pre-set patterns of vibrations ranging from low, gentle and rumbling to high, intense and buzzy. He could tap the screen to record his own pattern of vibrations… or tilt it to increase the intensity… or speak into the microphone to record vibrations using the tone of his voice. The difficulty was that he really didn’t know what the vibrator was doing unless I told him, or he saw the evidence of his actions with the app written across my face. But that aside, he could see quite clearly that I was struggling to stay composed.

It felt amazing. I was utterly torn between trying to ignore the vibrations entirely and simply getting on with having lunch with a friend – and wanting to grind my clit against the toy as hard as possible to get as much out of it as I could. He was delighting in alternating between settings and in the reactions he was getting out of me. He asked me to talk about my job, and through stuttering and nervous laughter I tried to squeak out details of my complicated and important work. Completely failing to do so, and indeed failing to hold any sort of conversation. I found it hard to speak at all. I’d begin a sentence and he’d adjust the intensity – and I would lose the rest of the sentence and put my face in my hands and try to remember how to be anything other than a slave to my arousal and desperate for more. I would start to succumb to the feeling and then remember where I fucking was, and would then try to compose myself and regain control over my body. It was always a losing battle.

It put the control in my hands

Afterwards, I asked for his thoughts:

“What I enjoyed about it was that it put the control in my hands… I was surprised how swiftly it allowed a change in your response just by what seemed a minor adjustment.  I liked seeing you struggle to enjoy yourself without seeming as if you were.  The location was chosen because it allowed some intimacy but also had the feeling of being very exposed, putting you in a slightly awkward position – I was hoping for a little bit of mild panic (I appreciated that such mild panic might enhance the sensation, or completely dull it out, which is why you got a veto).  But as I said, exposure in public places is generally illusory, as no one really notices or cares – but it does make it all the more a bit of a dirty little secret.”

It was never going to make me come in public – it’s not intense or constant enough and the situation, although hot, wasn’t one I could entirely let go in. But it left me unbelievably frustrated and utterly soaking wet. He kept teasing me with it for an hour, as I very slowly ate my baguette – several times putting it close to my mouth and being unable to actually take a bite because I was completely distracted by what was going on in my knickers. I tried hard to stay relatively composed and respond to things he said to me. I tried to ignore everyone else around me, which was impossible when people were literally banging into my chair as they walked past far too fucking close in that narrow street. At one point I tried to just let go and enjoy it, and wondered if I could just put my head down and come quietly without anyone noticing.

As if that would ever be possible.

Finishing off…

Finally the battery died, and my torture was over. Well, sort of. By this point I was completely desperate to find somewhere private to make myself come – but I had no such luck. We went for a coffee somewhere indoors, as I calmed down somewhat and we were able to actually hold a conversation. I was still desperately horny, and the conversation naturally turned to sex and kink and things we both liked doing. I wanted nothing more than to disappear somewhere with him for a quick frantic desperate fuck, but for various reasons that just wasn’t possible.

After another hour or so, we parted company. I briefly considered finding a department store bathroom to wank in, but in the end I half ran to my car and broke a few speed limits to get home and finish myself off properly. I grabbed the first vibrator I laid hands on in my bottom drawer, and didn’t even bother to pull my jeans down properly – I shoved it down my knickers against my clit and lay back with gritted teeth, grinding it desperately hard into myself. When I finally came, it was unbelievably intense – it had built up so high over hours that when I finally came crashing down I was left moaning and writhing and shaking hard.

Unngh. Huge thanks to the people who took the BlueMotion panty vibrator for a spin. They gave me some extra feedback on it, for those of you who might want to try it for yourselves. There’s no haptic feedback on the app itself, so you have to rely on sussing the reactions of the person you’re with. The toy itself is quiet, so you don’t need to worry about people overhearing, but you might want to keep the screen hidden or turned away if you’re somewhere people can see it up close. They also wished there was a battery bar so you know how much time you’ve got left, as well as an ‘all out’ button which you press to send the BlueMotion into overdrive for however long it takes for the battery to run out – I think in practise this would be a ‘make ’em squirm harder’ button.

Both he and she also thought it’d be cool if you could hook the toy up to one of your favourite songs and get the vibrations to match the music. Although given that it’s got a voice recorder, my love of playful public sex games means I’m tempted to suggest they take it along to a karaoke night. While we’re on the subject of suggestions, if I had one of these I’d be straight online booking tickets to Thorpe Park – give your phone to your partner in the queue, then get on Swarm as a ‘single rider’. Fuck yeah. Any more suggestions? Chuck them in the comments – she’s keen to use it again so you could be the inspiration for something even more fun.

If you’d like to buy one yourself, they’re currently on sale for just under £100 (rrp £109) at SexToys, and you can get 10% off if you use the code GOTN10 at the checkout. If you’re in the US, here’s a link to the product on SheVibe.

Find out more about the Sex Fairies project, and request a toy if you haven’t already. If you’ve already applied and you chose the BlueMotion Nex 1, you can email again to request a different toy. Your requests never expire, so if you’re not picked this month you may still be picked in the future.