Author: Felicity

Football Playoffs Party

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Y’all know I love a good party, and I’ll use any event as an excuse to host one. Last Sunday, I planned a big NFL playoffs party at my house, with many friends expected to come over. It would be so big that I was anxious the morning of, running around trying to set up decorations and ensure all the finger food was prepared and ready to be served hot.

I was so busy running amuck that it took me so long to realize Baby Kevi wasn’t out of his crib by the time the doorbell rang. Cassey, Mary, and Taylor had come early to help me prepare everything, but Kevi wasn’t even up! I opened the door for the girls and told them to meet me in the TV room while I ran up to get Kevi. When I burst into his room, he was on his back in his crib, rubbing his wand over his soggy Huggies, and I sighed. “You STILL aren’t done yet?”

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What's That Smell?

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A Mother’s work is never done! After the Holidays, when everyone else is playing with their new toys or sleeping off a food-induced coma, Mama is cleaning up.

Stuffing ripped wrapping paper into trash bags and washing the mountain of dishes left behind after the feast. Never mind tackling the decorations that took hours to put up. Somehow, they take longer to take down! I was crawling under the tree to unplug the lights when I took a big, frustrated inhale, and PHEWWWOuuUIIEEEeee! What’s that smell?

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Diaperboy Snuggles

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I woke up with my teeth chattering! The blustery cold front that moved in last night must have knocked out the power. It was still dark in my bedroom, reminding me how early it was, and even under all of my blankets, it felt like I was resting in the tundra!

Lucky for me, I knew there was one surefire way to get nice and toasty before the heat came back on. I tiptoed out of my room and into my Diaperboy’s bedroom for snuggles. Do you have any idea how much heat a sleeping diaperboy gives off? It’s a lot!

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Silly Baby Forgot His Diaper Bag

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I padded into the kitchen, the morning sun rays barely stretching over the horizon to twinkle golden hughs over the countertops. One hand reached for the coffee pot while the other rubbed at my sleepy eyes, and a yawn tugged my mouth. It was a little early for me, but the house was quiet since Keviboy had already left for work. With the heel of my hand kneading over my eyes, my reach for the coffee was blind. My hand bumped into something soft but firm. I looked at the counter, confused by what was in the way of the coffee pot, and realized it was Kevi’s Diaper bag!

He likes to pretend that he doesn’t need his Huggies during the day, but Mommy knows better. Silly babies should always be padded. I poured my coffee in a to-go mug and jumped in the car, still in my bathrobe, to bring Kevi his Diaper bag.

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Pregnancy Hormones

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Everyone speaks highly about the miracle of life. They say how beautiful and glowing the Mother becomes as she grows the little one inside her belly. Her body changes in remarkable ways, like her belly swelling, her boobs filling, and even her hair becoming thicker and more luminous. But no one talks about how fucking horny pregnancy hormones make you.

I swear, from the moment my cervix was splashed with cum, and that little wriggler took root, I was desperate for more cock! My body craved to be touched all over, worshipped even! And just fucked deeply.

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The day before our big Halloween party, we had so many errands to run. Baby Johnny was getting really tired of being Mommy’s little helper as we dashed from store to store for decorations and custom desserts. All of these things had to be picked up; they were what was going to make our party the best of the year!

After the sixth store, Johnn dragged his feet. “Hurry, baby. This is the last one before we can go home, okay?” As I looked back to grab his wrist and pull him along, I noticed his hand was rubbing at his privates. I swatted his hand and scowled at him. “Do you need to use the potty?” He shook his head, and I pulled him into the giant grocery store. We had to weave through the crowds to get to the bakery where our big Halloween cake had been ordered. As we stood in line waiting, my nose tickled. Then it twitched. Something really smelly was taking over the sugary, sweet smell of cakes and cookies. I looked at Johnny; his face was red, but he refused to look back at me. I sniffed the air over him and then hissed rather loudly. “Oh my God. Did you boop?”

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Oral Sex On Demand

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There are many great benefits to being a Mom, but one of my favorites is oral sex on demand. Whenever I crave having my cunt devoured, I just find my son and tell him it’s chores time. He knows exactly what that means and will drop whatever he’s doing to feast between mommy’s thighs.

I’ve trained him so well that it doesn’t even take him a long time anymore. He knows everything I like and can get me off quickly so we can both get back to our day. However, sometimes, he’s a cheeky boy, and he edges Mommy with his perfect tongue until I beg him for mercy.

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There was a surprise baby shower at work today for Jenelle. Seeing all of those sweet little clothes and the tiny toys got me all hot and bothered. We played diaper-changing games, and it just reminded me how much I loved that newborn stage—the snuggles and smells. Mama was getting baby fever, BAD!

I left work early and went right to the baby store. Unfortunately, this fever only had one cure! I needed to have my baby back!

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Giant

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Mothers come in all shapes and sizes. Some are sweet, and some are wicked. This Giant Mother is seven feet tall and knows how to make even the biggest man be her baby. Are you feeling overwhelmed and insecure about your day-to-day performance as a man? Sure you are; you don’t have to keep hiding.

Crawl over to your Giant Mother Felicity and find yourself lost in the world of days long gone.

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Mommy's Big Boy Helper

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Lately, it seems everyone wants to put mommy in diapers! All my babies keep hinting at how they can be Mommy’s Daddy and tape her up tight just like she does to them, and I say, “No, no, no! Diapers are for babies!”

But one Big boy helper is just so charming and cute that I had a hard time saying no to him. He told me that if I continued to put littles in them, I should at least know what they feel like and that I shouldn’t try to do it on my own. Reluctantly, I let him lay me down and peel off my panties. My Big boy helper was getting very excited as he took control and lifted my legs to tuck a dry diaper under my bum.

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