Sometimes his cock is the only remote control he needs.

“Are you sure we’re talking about my dreams here?”

As if having all the time in the world he slowly, teasingly began to stroke his shaft, satisfied that she couldn’t tear her eyes away from it. He wasn’t all that confident originally, but it seemed she might just be acting tough. Now that he thought about it he only hit her with the HORNY-button, but not change her mind. She might have be looking down on women who made themselves appear easy by going to blind dates or accepting one-night-stands with guys they don’t know, as much as she also was jealous of them for getting laid. It happened.

“Here, look. I can see your fingers can’t do the trick for you. I won’t **** you, all I want is stimulate you a bit more than that with this.” Which, unless he was mistaken, would be borderline ****. But hey, there was a huge all-you-can-fuck-buffet right behind him. If she really didn’t want to, Jack didn’t have to do her specifically.

She winced, her desire for just about anything thicker than her fingers in her cunt obvious. Come to think of it, he started to wonder how fast remote-induced horniness would fade again. Everyone was already at it for surely the better part of ten minutes and it showed no sign of receding. Could that be related to how close to maximum one sets the slider in the remote? If so, this was going to get worse before it got better. Not like he cared right now, though.

He sighed dramatically, turning to leave. “Okay, I got it, your fingers are enough for you. It’s not like a pussy like that would feel good for me, anyways, so I’ll just be on my – “

“Oh, no, you DON’T!” She growled and suddenly yanked Jack around by his collar, almost impaling herself on his rod in the process. That did it, huh? Jack was more than happy to oblige, grabbing her ass and helping himself to her pussy. As he penetrated her she sharply drew breath before yelling at him.

“Did I say you could put it in?!”

He only chuckled. “Did you plan on saying I can’t?” Whatever answer she might have been planning to give got drowned out by his short, hard thrusts and she just limited herself to mewling in pleasure as each and every new thrust of his cock into her wet vagina probably let her mind go blank. Behind him it started getting louder, too, as a whole lot of rather vocal ladies apparently got to climax. But through all the noise he suddenly perked up at a different sound. Sirens.

He swore coarsely under his breath, but then got distracted for a moment or two as his own pent-up load finally got the release he had been craving and his seed gushed forth into her cunt.

As he collected himself the sirens were getting closer. No doubt about it, someone’s called the cops on the huge public orgy taking place. Okay, so maybe that should have been expected, but it still posed a problem in its own right. He notices his partner had gone eerily silent, but a quick glance down his cock showed she had been fucked ****. “She must have needed that more than it seemed.” He chuckled to himself even as he grabbed the remote again. This had gotten a teeny bit dicey, but he was certain it would be salvageable with his means. But how did he want thing to turn out?