Staying Composed in Heels Was the Hard Part

A costume party, a partner in another city, and a plan they had agreed on weeks before. Staying composed in heels was the hard part.

People tend to see me as a goodie two-shoes, someone they wouldn't expect to do anything like this. They might be even more surprised given my sexual orientation. But I love sexual play in cosplay, and I wish I could do it more often. I don't need an anime convention as an excuse to dress up. I can buy a costume and enjoy it at home on my own, or let my long-distance partner control my toy for me.

About four years ago, my partner and I had an idea for a Halloween party I'd been invited to. He couldn't be there in person, but we could still share the evening through my Lush 3. I got dressed as Yor from Spy x Family in her assassin outfit, put the toy in and sent him a picture. When you're long-distance, of course you want to show your partner how the costume turned out.

He started controlling the Lush right away. I knew he would be relentless, although, thankfully, the vibrations weren't constant. Walking in heels would have been hard enough without my legs going wobbly. The toy felt great to wear, but I'm sensitive, so it could get quite intense. For me, it was worth it.

Once I reached the party, I chatted with friends and had some alcoholic drinks. Most of the time the Lush stayed at a low hum. Every so often, though, an intense burst caught me off guard. I nearly spilled my drink, then almost knocked over a bowl of chips, and then the cookies. Not the cookies! Trying to behave as though everything was normal became its own little challenge.

Later, when I was a bit tipsy, the vibrations had me panting and sighing. I told my friends I missed my partner and wished he could be there. That was true, too. We could only visit each other now and then, and the distance was hard. My friends knew that, so my explanation made sense to them, even though it didn't tell the whole story of what was happening beneath my costume.

Eventually I couldn't take the teasing anymore and went into one of the party's restrooms to masturbate. I needed a little relief after he had been controlling the toy throughout the night. When I was done, the Lush was still vibrating. I removed it because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to think straight, cleaned it and myself, and tucked the toy into my bra before going back to the party.

I told my friends I needed to leave. I wanted some time alone with my partner, even if we were still apart. I had never done anything like that before, and I remember it as thrilling and exciting. I just hope I managed to act normally enough at the party. The costume, the connection with him from far away, and all those near misses with the snacks made the night hard to forget.