Finally, with a long exhale, the rounded end of the vibrator was deeply inserted into her vagina, while the pink butterfly at the other end was firmly fixed at the entrance—and thus, the vibrator Wang Xiong had sent was completely on Mother's body!
After putting on the vibrator, Mom looked down at her lower body. Between her fair skin and fine pubic hair, a pink butterfly with outstretched wings seemed to be fluttering. An unnatural flush rose on her face, and her toes, encased in stockings, involuntarily pointed. Her jade-like feet, covered in stockings, trembled slightly in her slippers. Her expression was a mixture of shame and a strange, indescribable feeling.
"No, Mom! That's what Wang Xiong used to humiliate you! How could you put it on yourself!" I screamed inwardly, but in reality, I held my breath, afraid to make a sound. Seeing Mom take off her pants and stockings and insert the vibrator, while feeling humiliated, I found myself getting an erection, creating a small tent in my pants!
And just then, a barely audible moan escaped Mom's lips—
"Ah?"
Looking further inside, I saw that Mom was holding a small remote control, seemingly testing the vibrating egg's functions!
At that moment, Mom's vagina was filled with the pink butterfly vibrator, which was vibrating continuously. Her body trembled slightly, her stockinged legs sometimes close and sometimes open, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her chest rose and fell with her breath. Mom seemed to be immersed in a pleasure that was both shameful and tense!
"Hmm...no...it's still too..."
Mom muttered to herself, pressing the remote control. The vibration seemed to decrease, and Mom's tense expression gradually relaxed, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.
What does this mean? Why is Mom making that expression? Is she enjoying it?
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Recalling Wang Xiong's gradual "training" of Xia Ling, from their first meeting at school, from the internet cafe to the restaurant, to the parking lot, to Xia Ling's office, and finally to the bathroom in Wang Xiong's house—everything seemed to be progressing according to some set of rules. And now, Xia Ling was actually willingly wearing the vibrator Wang Xiong had sent!
Was this still my aloof, elegant, and sophisticated CEO mother?
"Ding ding ding ding ding..."
Just then, a sudden phone ring broke the silence of the study. I saw Xia Ling tremble, frantically open her eyes, and look at the phone screen—it showed Wang Xiong's call notification, a video call request.
Xia Ling neither answered nor hung up. Instead, she hurriedly stood up, quickly pulled up her underwear and stockings, then pulled up her trousers, buttoned them, and straightened her disheveled clothes. Her movements lacked their usual leisurely composure; instead, they became increasingly flustered, and the blush on her face deepened.
After straightening her clothes, Mom quickly ran her fingers through her hair, checking her makeup in the reflection of the computer screen.
The phone was still ringing, but Mom couldn't care less. After tidying herself up, she sat down again, took a deep breath, and shakily picked up her phone, her finger sliding to the answer button.
However, from Mom's slightly trembling legs and unnatural expression, I suddenly realized something—the vibrator was still inside Mom's vagina, faithfully vibrating!
The video call connected, and Wang Xiong's voice immediately came through: "Sister Xia, that slut Shang Yan is driving me crazy!"
Mom instinctively straightened her back, trying to maintain her CEO-like composure: "What, can't take it already?" Her voice remained arrogant, but her eyes held a hint of evasion.
"That slut Shang Yan…" Wang Xiong sighed, "Not only did she make me move stockings in the warehouse all day, but she also called me to the office to give her a hard time, made me shine her shoes, and even apologize to her…"
"Heh," Mom chuckled contemptuously, her slender fingers unconsciously stroking the fabric of her trousers, her long legs awkwardly crossing slightly. "You can't take it after just a few days? If you really can't stand it, you can leave. I didn't beg you to work at Lingya."
"How can that be?" Wang Xiong's tone suddenly turned playful. "My goal is to climb the ladder step by step. First, I'll train you, Sister Xia, into my sex slave, and then that slut Shang Yan won't be able to escape either…"
Xia Ling's body stiffened slightly, but she still narrowed her eyes, her tone revealing a hint of disdain: "You really dare to dream."
Perhaps even Xia Ling herself didn't realize that when Wang Xiong called Aunt Shang a slut and said he wanted to train her into his sex slave, she no longer corrected him. Perhaps subconsciously, she had gradually accepted Wang Xiong's ulterior motives, but she still outwardly maintained the dignity of a female CEO.
"Hey Xia, you look a little pale. Why are you so red?" Wang Xiong asked Xia Ling with a hint of curiosity. "By the way, did you receive the package I sent you? Did you see what was inside?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Xia Ling replied casually. "When I saw it was your package, I had the nanny throw it away."
However, as she said this, her legs, which were under the table, unconsciously tightened, and her eyes instinctively glanced at the table—the black lingerie set and the grotesque dildo were still there, and the remote control for the vibrator lay quietly on the table, the indicator light still on, indicating that the vibrator was faithfully vibrating.
"Oh, you threw it away? I don't believe it at all." Wang Xiong's smile deepened, his voice laced with a hint of teasing. "Sister Xia, you haven't already experienced it yourself, have you?"
"H-How could that be!" Mom denied it verbally, but her expression betrayed her. She pursed her red lips and said to the video, "Do you have anything else? If not, I'm hanging up."
"Hehe, Sister Xia, lying isn't good, you know..."
As soon as Wang Xiong finished speaking, Mom's face suddenly changed. A strange sensation swept through her body from her vagina. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her fingers gripping the chair armrests tightly, letting out a sudden gasp.
"Ah…!"
Seeing Xia Ling's reaction and hearing her voice, Wang Xiong chuckled on the other end of the video call, "Sister Xia, you're not being honest. You said you threw the package away, but you secretly used it yourself, didn't you? I never expected this! I haven't even let you put it on yet, and you've already stuck the vibrator in your pussy. You're really… two-faced!"
"You… what did you do?"
Xia Ling endured the stimulation in her vagina, biting her lip, trying hard to suppress her voice.
Wang Xiong didn't answer, but Xia Ling trembled uncontrollably. Her legs clamped together, one hand pressed against her genitals, the other clenched into a fist on the table. Beads of sweat seeped from her forehead, and an indescribable blush crept onto her face!
"Hmm? No? Don't?"
Xia Ling's desire seemed to have been aroused; her moans became increasingly seductive, making me tremble all over, my penis throbbing painfully against my pants.
"Sister Xia is being naughty," Wang Xiong's voice was teasing. "You've already used it, why are you lying?"
Mom wanted to retort, but all she could manage were moans and groans. The waves of stimulation made it impossible for her to utter a complete sentence; she seemed to be on the verge of collapse!
"Modern technology is amazing," Wang Xiong admired Mom's seductive state as she struggled to suppress the stimulation and moaned, his voice growing increasingly excited. "Remote control is so convenient, isn't it, Sister Xia?"
Mom was no longer able to think about what Wang Xiong was saying. She felt weak all over, her body gushing with fluids like a burst dam. The vibrating egg inside her was at its highest intensity, constantly stimulating her delicate clitoris!
Time ticked by, and Mom seemed unable to even maintain a sitting position. One hand pressed against her genitals through her pants, the other braced herself on the table, her body slightly arched, her small, stockinged feet involuntarily tensing, her toes curling tightly from the pleasure.
"Stop…stop…" Mother's voice held a final stubbornness.
"Sister Xia, it's so embarrassing for me to just stop when you tell me to," Wang Xiong said quietly. "Say something nice to make me feel good, and I'll stop."