The moment the video call ended, only the soft light from the desk lamp and Mom's rapid breathing filled the study. On the high-end solid wood desk, the expensive European-style lamp emitted a warm yellow glow, adding a touch of ambiguity to the spacious study.
"Oh my god... what am I doing..."
Mom murmured softly, her voice tinged with shame yet also revealing a hint of anticipation.
Her limp body leaned back in the chair, her long legs unconsciously clamping together beneath her trousers. The pink butterfly within her continued its tireless work, each subtle vibration making her breathing even more rapid.
"Really..." Mom glanced down between her legs, then whispered, "It's all for Xiaowei, for the company..."
She picked up her phone, trembling, hesitated for a moment, then stood up to adjust the lamp. Mom walked to the desk, not even bothering to put on slippers; her small, fleshy feet left shallow indentations on the high-end carpet. Soft light streamed in from the side, casting a pearlescent glow on her fair skin.
"This...the lighting should be just right..."
Mother murmured softly, her slender fingers gripping the waistband of her trousers as she slowly pulled them down. The dark gray trousers slid down her long, shapely legs, revealing the perfect curves encased in flesh-colored stockings.
"Ah..."
Mother glanced down at her beautiful legs and couldn't help but gasp softly, then blushed deeply.
At her crotch, hidden beneath the stockings and panties, a distinct butterfly-shaped protrusion was visible. The delicate pink butterfly was still vibrating incessantly, its low buzzing seemingly audible in the quiet study.
What shamed Mother even more was the obvious wetness on her crotch. After Wang Xiong's remote control, the pink butterfly inside her had been sometimes gentle, sometimes violent, and Mother's body had been tormented by this little thing, secreting copious amounts of vaginal fluid.
Her juices seeped through her panties and stockings, soaking her alluring crotch. A continuous stream of fluid trickled down her inner thighs, leaving two sticky, slippery trails on her silk-stockinged legs…
Under the warm light of the desk lamp, her shapely legs in stockings exuded an indescribable allure, the barely visible butterfly-like outline of her crotch adding a touch of forbidden beauty.
"How…how should I take this picture…"
Mom bit her red lips, adjusting the angle of her phone. Leaning against the desk, one leg on the carpet, the other slightly bent, this pose showcased both the length of her legs and the butterfly-like outline of her crotch.
"Wouldn't this be too explicit…" Mom muttered to herself, yet she couldn't help imagining the reactions of those strangers online when they saw the photos. "It's okay, I don't have to show my face anyway, it's just that pervert's request…"
"Click," the phone captured the moment.
Looking at the photo on the screen, Mom held her breath—the lamplight perfectly outlined her long, beautiful legs, and beneath the semi-transparent flesh-colored stockings, the pink butterfly was faintly visible. Even with the double covering of stockings and panties, the pink butterfly wings still looked incredibly alluring.
Mom took a deep breath and murmured to herself, "He said... he wanted to take pictures with it exposed..."
Mom kept making excuses for herself, trying to convince herself, and finally, her slender fingers gently slipped inside the edge of the stockings at her waist, pulling at the stockings and panties, slowly sliding them down her thighs.
With Mom's movements, the stockings and panties rubbed against her delicate skin, making a soft rustling sound. When they hung on her thighs, her dripping crotch was finally exposed, and the pink butterfly deep inside her was finally seeing the light of day again!
"Ah..."
Mom couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her most sensitive part was exposed to the cool air, and the sound of the pink butterfly vibrating became even more pronounced. This time, Mom changed her pose again. Her two small, stockinged feet were on the carpet, the camera pointed at her exposed, sexy crotch. With a "click," the photo captured her fair legs, the pink labia minora, and the delicate pubic hair.
"This...this should be okay, right..." Mom murmured to herself, then felt ashamed of her thoughts. "How could I do this..."
She sat back down at her desk, her fingers trembling as she uploaded the photo to the computer. Every second of waiting felt like torture; her chest heaved, and her heart pounded.
When the photo finally appeared on the screen, Mom took a deep breath and clicked the upload button in the input box below the post. The moment the success notification sounded, Mom felt a rush of heat through her body, a strange current shooting from her spine to her brain.
"Hoo..." Mom picked up her water glass and sipped it, trying to calm her racing heart.
Whether from nervousness or anticipation of the comments, Mom even forgot that she was naked from the waist down—her trousers hung limply on the floor, the edges of her underwear and stockings stretched taut over her thighs, exposing the snow-white skin between her legs, and her pink labia still vibrating tirelessly, each vibration causing her lower abdomen to tremble slightly involuntarily!
Mom pressed her chest, unable to suppress the restlessness within her. Setting down her water glass, her gaze involuntarily returned to the computer screen, her trembling fingers gently clicking the refresh button.
Less than a minute had passed since the photo was uploaded, and the number of comments on the post had surged by dozens!
"Wow, the leading lady is here! I'm totally watching!"
"Lady Desire truly lives up to her name; that name is so subtly seductive!"
"One picture shows her in stockings, the other half-undressed—that's some serious dedication!"
"I wish I were that little pink butterfly, hehe..."
"To be able to insert my cock into Lady's pussy, even losing ten years of my life would be worth it!"
The explicit praise and lewd fantasies kept refreshing, each one making Mom's breathing even more rapid.
Her legs unconsciously crossed, her panties still hanging on her thighs, her stockings half-undressed. The butterfly inside Mom seemed to sense her excitement, vibrating even more violently.
"I can't look anymore..."
Mom bit her red lips lightly. She knew she shouldn't be looking at these comments, but she couldn't look away.
The feeling of being watched and judged by countless strangers filled her with both shame and excitement; her hand holding the mouse trembled slightly. She could feel her vagina contracting repeatedly, wave after wave of pleasure from the vibrations making her almost melt into the office chair.
While Mom was immersed in a vortex of shame and pleasure, another comment suddenly appeared on the screen:
"Brothers, see that? That figure, those stockinged legs, even professional models can't compare! Our Lady of Desire isn't just a cold, aloof CEO; in private, she's a little slut who loves wearing stockings. Give her some encouragement, maybe we'll see more surprises in the future, hahahahaha…"
This comment was from Wang Xiong!
"He...how could he..."
Xia Ling blushed crimson with embarrassment, yet the feeling of being publicly displayed made her weak all over. She wanted to close the forum immediately, but her body wouldn't obey. Her fingers trembled as she gripped the mouse, the pointer scrolling across the newly added comments:
"Wow, the male and female leads have appeared together!"
"The CEO sister is so alluring in private, what a contrast..."
"More photos, please!"
"Madam Desire, I'm your fan, I love you to death!"
As countless comments flooded in, the forum's notification sounds continued to ring.
[You have a new follower!]
[You have a new follower!]
[You have a new follower!]
Notifications kept popping up on the screen, and the follower count kept increasing—in just a few minutes, the newly emerged "Madam Desire" on the forum already had several hundred followers!