The Crybaby Mistress GL - Chapter 23

Luo Jing’s legs were clamped tightly together, and her face was full of grievance. Chen Xin’s smile grew increasingly mischievous. She kept the vibration at its lowest setting, which Luo Jing could still handle. After the initial shock from the unfamiliar sensations left her legs weak, Luo Jing managed to stand on her own, though she could not straighten fully. The vibrations in her belly seemed to intensify whenever she tried to stand upright.

The device buzzed happily inside her, making even her entrance quiver. Luo Jing tightened her core, hoping to push it out slightly, but the rope held it firmly in place. Instead, her contractions only pulled it deeper, pressing the vibrating egg against the sensitive opening of her inner walls.

“Mmm,” Luo Jing murmured. The sensation was not enough to bring her to peak, but the constant pleasure urged her to hurry. She brushed her teeth and rinsed her mouth quickly, thinking she could remove the device after breakfast. Her hands moved faster with that thought in mind.

However, Chen Xin, still in the bathroom, kept teasing her. Luo Jing’s attempts to endure the pleasure were too entertaining for Chen Xin. She stood behind Luo Jing, taking in her embarrassed expression. Unsatisfied, she reached out and pulled open the collar of Luo Jing’s bathrobe, exposing her tender, pink mounds.

The bathrobe’s waist tie remained, leaving the garment hanging loosely on Luo Jing’s body. She quickly covered her chest with both hands, her face flushing as she scolded softly, “Miss Chen!”

Chen Xin pulled her hands away, refusing to let her cover up. Standing behind her, she cupped Luo Jing’s full mounds, squeezing them gently. The soft, pink flesh spilled out between her fingers, looking like plump, white buns. “Don’t cover them. Keep them like this,” she said, facing the mirror.

Through the mirror, Luo Jing could see her mounds being fondled by Chen Xin. Her bathrobe hung open on both sides, held only by the waist tie. The black ropes of the intimate device were still tied around her waist and thighs. This sight felt even more lascivious than being completely naked.

In this state, there was no way Chen Xin would let Luo Jing cook breakfast. They ordered delivery instead. While waiting, Chen Xin pinned Luo Jing to the sofa, teasing her further. She made Luo Jing spread her legs for inspection, clearly seeing her entrance contract around the vibrating egg. Her thighs were thoroughly wet. Chen Xin had to grab a few tissues to wipe her down.

“It looks like we’ll need to put a towel under you for breakfast. You’re making quite a mess,” Chen Xin said. She had just wiped her clean, but it was wet again soon after. Shrugging helplessly, she rubbed Luo Jing’s lower abdomen, pressing in a way that made the faint vibrations inside her impossible to ignore.

Luo Jing’s bathrobe grew even looser. Chen Xin pressed her abdomen and made her sit up to kiss her. She blew gently on Luo Jing’s n*pples, watching her body break out in goosebumps, looking helpless yet adorable.

“Miss Chen, stop playing,” Luo Jing said, repeating the plea she had made countless times. Her body felt stranger by the minute.

At first, the vibrations were not intense, and she could pretend to ignore them while doing other things. At some point, she started tightening her core deliberately, as if craving stronger vibrations. Her body grew hotter.

“Don’t you want to 0rg*sm already?” Chen Xin asked, easily noticing Luo Jing’s growing desire. She stopped pressing her abdomen and leaned back into the sofa. Patting her lap, she said, “Come kiss me. If I’m satisfied, I’ll turn it up a bit.”

“How can you do this?” Luo Jing said, but she really wanted to. The tingling vibrations were like an itch she could not scratch, growing harder to bear. Without overthinking, she crawled across the sofa toward Chen Xin. She straddled her lap, facing her, her face flushed bright red.

Chen Xin’s mind was filled with the image of Luo Jing crawling along the sofa. It was too enticing. Her disheveled clothes, her full mounds swaying as she moved, made her look like a needy kitten begging for attention as she pressed herself against Chen Xin.

Then, the kitten pursed her pink lips and leaned in to kiss her.

Luo Jing’s warm tongue eagerly licked Chen Xin’s lips, slipping into her mouth and exploring messily. It found Chen Xin’s tongue and entwined with it, their tongues sliding together in a sticky, slippery dance. Luo Jing’s soft body was restless, too. Sitting on Chen Xin’s lap, she pressed her wet, sticky thighs against her skin, sliding back and forth to rub her engorged cl!t against Chen Xin’s leg.

She is actually using my thigh to pleasure herself, this little minx.

Chen Xin’s hand gripped the back of Luo Jing’s head, deepening the kiss. They kissed so intensely that they could barely breathe, parting only when they had to. A few silvery threads of saliva lingered between their lips. Luo Jing licked her lips, her eyes wet and glistening as she panted. She would not have spoken first if she were not desperate. “Miss Chen, are you satisfied?”

“Satisfied? More than satisfied,” Chen Xin said, hardly able to describe how much she loved it. She could have drowned in that kiss.

“Then, then, can I… can I?” Luo Jing trailed off, too shy to finish but full of anticipation. Her small hands tugged at Chen Xin’s sleeve, silently pleading.

Chen Xin pulled out the remote control, ready to keep her promise and increase the frequency. Her fingers moved to turn it up one notch when the doorbell rang.

“!”

Luo Jing flinched, pulling away from Chen Xin’s arms. The vibrations inside her intensified, and she clamped her legs together, letting out a hum. She sat on the sofa, her legs curled up, and nervously glancing at the door.

Chen Xin chuckled at her reaction and suddenly turned the vibration to its highest setting. Luo Jing cried out, unable to stay seated. She collapsed onto the sofa, hands clutching her abdomen as an uncontrollable 0rg*sm hit her.

“Too intense, I can’t, ahh,” Luo Jing said, her voice trembling as her body shook uncontrollably.

Chen Xin soothingly stroked her hair and, shockingly, got up to get the delivery.

The apartment had a wide entryway, so even with the door open, no one could see the living room. However, when Luo Jing heard the door open, she froze, terrified of making a sound. She clamped her hands over her mouth, but moans of pleasure still leaked out.

The delivery person, sounding puzzled, asked, “Do you have a cat?”

Chen Xin answered calmly, “Yes, it’s a clingy little cat. It keeps calling for me whenever I step away.”

When Chen Xin returned with the delivery, she saw Luo Jing’s tear-streaked face. In just a few minutes, she was sweating and trembling helplessly. Chen Xin stuck out her tongue, realizing she might have gone too far, and quickly lowered the vibration frequency.

Luo Jing, peaking repeatedly, suddenly arched her body with a shudder. “Ahh! Ah!” Her legs spread uncontrollably, and streams of clear fluid sprayed across the leather sofa, filling the living room with a lascivious scent.

Swallowing hard, Chen Xin watched the intense display of pleasure. Her fingers lingered on the now-lowered remote, tempted to turn it back to the maximum, just to make this beautiful scene last a little longer.