Her suitcase full of sex toys come to life

The notebook really could do anything. Lydia was hovering in the middle of the room, every ounce of her disobeying gravity as if its **** passed right through her and her hovering underwear. She could feel something at her clit--tweaking her--toying with her...but when she looked down at the junction of her legs, there was nothing there. Her clit was simply moving back and forth, flicked by something unseen.

"Mmm...that's--that's..." Lydia let go of the notebook and pencil again, and both fluttered down to the bed as she cupped her fingers over her vagina.

Whatever was playing with her, it could apparently do so right through her hand. Lydia moaned as her clit kept dancing on its own. When he labia seemed to part and stretch, she gasped.

Lydia was turned over in the air now, facing her bed. The unseen **** controlling her body began to bend her over at the hip, and now she watched as a small plastic tote slid out from under her bed. Lydia's eyes went wide as the plastic tub's top popped off. Her dark blue vibrator buzzed to life and sailed out of the container like an airship, followed by a pair of pink nipple suction cups. A bottle of lube uncapped itself as it rose into the air, and a pair of wired vibrating eggs joined the objects heading toward Lydia.

"Yes...yes. Show me!"

Lydia stretched out her arms and legs, surrendering to what she'd set into motion. Pleasure. Pleasure. Pleasure. Show me.

Her vibrator teased at her clit, even as her pussy kept moving and writhing on its own. Lydia looked back and up between her legs, watching the vibrator play ever so gently against her button.

When the two vibrating eggs approached, the controller set itself to low and each egg traced over one of Lydia's nipples. The pink nubs hardened at the attention of the eggs, and when Lydia couldn't take any more, she reached out to the eggs to stop them. The silvery vibrators dodged her grasp, moving down below her pussy instead.

Lydia was bobbing slowly in the air, and now the blue vibrator had slicked itself with her clear, luscious juices as it swirled its wet tip against her still-moving clit. Lydia wanted a moment to catch her breath, but she couldn't find it. She got one of her hands on the animated blue vibrator and tried to dial the vibration down, but the switch didn't seem to work. The vibrator went on playing with her, buzzing away.

She couldn't pull it away from her pussy. The device would allow her to grab it, but no amount of pulling or pushing could change its position outside of a little give and a bit of rotation. She had an idea, and began turning the switch beyond the off position--unscrewing the waterproofed end entirely. Before long, the vibrator sprang open, spitting out a battery and launching the switch end across the room.

Lydia gasped when she realized the animated vibrator was still at her clit--still rolling and sliding against her, and still vibrating. In just another second, the end came from nowhere to reattach itself, spinning onto the vibrator without replacing the battery inside. Lydia let go of the vibrator and watched now, moaning as she watched it pull away from her pussy.

"Magic..." Lydia repeated stupidly, as if she needed to remind herself. "I'm being fucked by ma--joommphh!" The blue vibrator stopped vibrating as it stuffed itself in Lydia's mouth, making her taste herself. Lydia's lips wrapped around the stilled vibe as she felt her pussy and ass both filled with invisible ****. There was a loud, muffled moan, and Lydia did her best to get a view of her gaping pussy. She felt something warm and massive inside her, but watched as one of the silvery vibrating eggs entered the hollow, coated with lube. She imagined the same thing happening to her ass, but could only feel the warm swelling of something like a pair of magic invisible cocks filling her.

Until the eggs were in place.

When the **** holding her pussy and ass open receded, Lydia howled. The eggs remained, slicked with lube and vibrating inside her. Both of the eggs seemed to have minds of their own, wiggling around inside her and looking for the most pleasurable nerve endings they could hit. Lydia was a drooling, moaning mess now, greedily gripping and sucking on the hovering blue vibrator as if it was a cock she was worshipping. She asked for pleasure, and the environment was delivering. Maximizing.