Author: Felicity

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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I was waiting for you in the living room when you returned from another “Study group.” Your calendar has been so busy ever since school started back up. I pat the cushion beside me and ask you to have a seat. Then I lean in when you sit down and sniff the air near your shoulder and up along your neck.

“I know you haven’t been studying,” a scowl pulls at my face while looking you up and down. “This morning, I found your OF, and I know you’ve been slinging that cock of yours all over town.”

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You came into the clinic to discuss being tired all the time—just exhausted and hoping for a solution. I looked over your chart history and did a quick little exam. Lucky for you, I know exactly what you need. With a warm smile and a pat on the shoulder, I tell you that you’ve reached that age where, for some men, testosterone drops, and that alone can affect your mood, energy levels, and so much more.

It’s no big deal, really! We can fix you up with a little hormone therapy. You’ll need to swing into the clinic once a week for a little shot, and soon, you’ll feel so, so much better.

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Hard Diaper Dick

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I see you, naughty boy. Acting as if Mommy wouldn’t catch you humping that swollen diaper dick against my leg. How does one little boy get to be so horny? Your soggy diaper looks wet. Is that what’s made you so stiff? Come on over here and stand between Mommy’s legs.

Let me rub the front of your pamper. How does that feel? It is so warm, and listen to those weak crinkles! It makes much better noises when you keep it dry, naughty boy. From the feel of things, you’ve been filling this poor diaper for hours. I bet the soft inside weighing against your penis has been driving you crazy and making those baby balls so full for mommy.

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Earn Your Fresh Diaper

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Oh my God! It must be so humiliating for you to be laying there in soiled pampers begging Mommy to change you. Remember when you swore you wouldn’t wear diapers for me? Because you are a “man,” after all, and diapers are for babies!

Then you got so hard and excited you agreed to wear a diaper but promised me you would NEVER use it for its intended purposes. HA! Now look at you. Soaked in your own wetness and smelling riper than any diaper pail I’ve come across. Worse, even, you are so stiff in that soiled diaper as you plead with me to change you. But you know the only way to earn a diaper change is if you lick Mommy to orgasm. Three times without cumming in your diaper. Can you earn your fresh diaper?

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Mommy's Leaky Pants

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There are some risks involved when sleeping with a bedwetter. The first is, you guessed it! Some mornings, you may wake up in a warm puddle. I was surprised Sunday morning when I woke up wrapped in Baby Johnny’s arms, but I felt dry. He’d had so much to drink the night before playing with his friends that I expected us to wake up in a river instead of just a piddle puddle. I scooted my butt back against his soggy nappy and grinned. I might be dry, but he sure wasn’t. By the feel of his heavy nappy against my ass, it wouldn’t take much more liquid in that thing or much more squishing before he sprung a leak.

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Mommy's Morning Stinker

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Mmm, I love how warm and snuggly diaper boys are first thing in the morning. This morning, I woke up with my nose in Baby Johnny’s hair. His little diaper butt was tucked against me in the little spoon position as we’d sleep soundly all night long. He didn’t wake me once, and I assumed that meant his diaper would be extra full this morning.

My arm curled around his waist, and as I inhaled, I could smell his absorbent diaper before my hand even cupped the squishy front. It was so wet another ounce, and he would spring a leak. He stirred against me as I rubbed him. “Mama?” I nuzzled my nose the the back of his head and hummed. “I have to make pushies. My tummy hurts.” A soft chuckle left my lips. Of course, Mommy’s morning stinker had to go.

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