Beverley's Remote Controlled Lingerie

Beverley stood in front of the floor length mirror and studied her reflection with a devilish grin. Mark had really gone all out with this last present. Her husband had been unfortunately called away for work on her birthday, but he had left her a little surprise under the bed. It was a set of lacy lingerie, colored scarlet and woven in intricate patterns of lace and some other polymers that made it cling to her curves in a tight and accentuating fashion. Most interesting though, was what it could apparently do.

Mark worked in research and development, and apparently he had custom ordered this lingerie to be inlaid with some rather incredible technologies that were invisible to the eye. The underwear could apparently be remotely controlled to both stimulate and subtly control her body. Beverley did not know the full extent of what the lingerie could do, only what Mark had promised to do to her with it when he returned.

Her husband had left instructions in the box with how to access the controls through an app on her phone, which she now held in her hand, studying the surprisingly intricate and numerous inputs. She frankly did not have enough understanding of the technology to know what even half of the options meant. Even if she did, it appeared that almost all of the controls were locked behind some sort of administrative privilege, leaving her only a few basic options to toy with. Still, she could figure out how to use the obvious functions.

With a playful chuckle, Beverley pulled up the most obvious subroutine: vibration. Even this had way more inputs than she knew what to do with, so she decided to just start messing with some of the dials and buttons. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, Beverley slid her finger across the screen, adjusting the intensity slider of the first option up to what felt like an audacious level. Instantly, a gentle hum thrummed through the delicate fabric in a sinfully dancing rhythm that seemed impossible, given the absence of any obvious mechanics in the fabric. She gasped, half-anticipating the sudden burst of sensation but still surprised by the expert focus of it. It was more than just a vibration; it felt alive, responding to her every movement. She shifted her hips at the sensation, letting out a pleased hum herself.

Curiosity piqued, she began to explore further. There were standard options like "pulse" or "wave," as well as more esoteric and interesting options like “pulsing penetration” and “boob bouncer.” She bit her lip in excited curiosity as her eyes flicked across the seemingly unending selections. Deciding to start simple, she engaged the "wave" function with a flick of her thumb. The sensation in her panties transformed into a rolling rhythm that flowed down her pussy before sliding between her legs and up to her asshole, making her breath hitch at the expertly teasing touch.

Beverley looked back at her reflection and could see the slight flush creeping into her cheeks. The lingerie really did look great on her, and it did not appear as if the underwear was moving at all, despite what she could feel it doing between her legs. And this was just the basic functions...

Satisfied with her initial exploration and a little more turned on, she dialed back the intensity of the humming touches to a pleasant background sensation as she scrolled through a few more of the unlocked inputs. One of the controls that caught her eye was labeled “master moves.” With a quick finger tap, she opened up the spread of controls. Many of these were just strange labels that appeared to range from dance moves to stretches. Out of curious amusement, she activated the command labeled “twerk ‘til it claps.”

Beverley dropped the phone with a gasp as she felt a strange sensation suddenly rush through her body. To her astonishment, the lingerie sprang to life with an energy she hadn’t anticipated that seemed to surge into her. An undeniable urge to move overtook the woman, and her hips began to act involuntarily as if possessed by an unseen ****. She could only watch her reflection in astonishment as her body obeyed the command, hips swaying with a rhythm that seemed to come from somewhere deep within. Incredulous laughter bubbled up within her as her ass began to dance and bounce like she had done these moves dozens of times before. It was as if the lingerie had a mind of its own, guiding and moving her body into the throbbing beat of an unheard song.

"What the hell?!" Beverley laughed incredulously as her body continued to follow the apparently puppeteering **** of the lingerie.

Beverley had almost no control; it felt like the lingerie had come to life, taking over her body with a mischievous determination. With a playful and excited laugh, she surrendered herself to the control of the lingerie a let herself get swept up in the dance. It seemed to be the easiest thing in the world to let the lingerie move her body, and before she knew it her hands were on her knees as her backside twerked and bounced higher and higher. With a final powerful bounce, her ass jumped with a thrust of her hips, and an audible “clap” echoed through the bedroom as the lingerie deftly danced her cheeks together.

At this, Beverley shot back up as the lingerie released its control. She raised a hand to her mouth as she giggled in disbelief and a hint of embarrassed arousal at what had just happened.

"Oh my god Mark this is insane!" She said aloud to her absent husband.

Her laughter faded into a breathy exhilaration before she bent over to retrieve her phone. When she picked it back up, a new prompt had appeared in the app. It told her that in order to unlock all features, the app needed to connect to the internet. Without really thinking, Beverley just hit “confirm” and continued to giddily scroll through more prompts.