She nodded. “Okay.”
Entry was easy since her pussy was already dripping wet and used. The sex toy slid right in while my mother held her labia open with her fingers. Her body twitched when I pushed it further. I slowly pushed until it went all the way inside of her hole.
There it was. The advanced vibrator was buried deep in her cunt.
“Ready?” I asked.
She paused. “Ready.”
That’s when I turned the device on, using a low setting. The motors of the sex toy began operating and it made a low vibrational sound.
My mother gasped and groaned softly. She tried suppressing the noises from her mouth. Maybe she was just embarrassed to moan loudly. Whatever the case, she was clearly enjoying it.
I tried to make things more pleasurable by slowly pulling the vibrating sex toy back, then gently pushing it back in- fucking her with it.
“God,” she moaned, closing her eyes. “It hurts. But it feels good. I’ve never had a vibrator in me before.”
“Should we leave it at this level?”
“No. I need to feel it.”
“Ready to go higher then?”
She hesitated. “Do it.”
When I switched the vibrator to the next level, my mother groaned out loud. Her entire body tightened and her face grimaced. The sex toy vibrated harder and louder.
As I looked down at my mother, I saw her legs clenching tightly and her toes curling. It was such an erotic sight. Better than anything you could ever see in a porn. This was real. And with a prim & proper educated woman as the recipient of the pleasure.
I adjusted the vibrator, to keep it from falling out. Then I did the same push/pull routine, fucking her with it again. It made her groan.
“Leave it in place,” she said. “It doesn’t need to be moved.”
“Okay.”
I held the vibrator in place, watching her facial & body expressions struggle to cope with the vibrations of the sex toy.
“How many levels are there?” she asked.
“Five.”
“What level is it on now?”
“Just the second level.”
“God…” she groaned.
“Ready to go higher?”
“Four.”
I was shocked. “That’s two steps higher.”
“Just fucking do it.”
That was the first time I had ever heard my mother curse. Ever. But to be fair, it was an entirely justified circumstance. There was a vibrating super sex toy in her pussy and she needed to orgasm.
So I complied with her wish. I switched the SuperVibMax5000 to level four, and the thing went wild.
It buzzed loudly as the small (but powerful) motors kicked into high gear. The vibrations became really intense and I had to use more strength to hold it inside of her.
And then there was the reaction from my mother. She went wild. Simple as that. Her eyes shot open and her mouth formed an O shape. Her body jerked and she struggled to maintain her composure.
“Oh my god!” she screamed.
Her legs shook and her toes curled tightly.
“Should I lower it?!” I asked worriedly.
“Don’t you fucking dare!”
My well-educated mother was suddenly turned into a sex crazed woman because of the sex toy. The prim & proper facade was instantly stripped away. Gone was the respectable lawyer. Gone was the domesticated mother. Gone was the highly regarded member of the community.