Category: Mom/son

Tami's Nursery

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy had had enough and wanted to rescue Tami. Well, Rescue is a strong word, more like kidnap Tami. She pulled up to her daily daycare, and as Tami proceeded to cross the sidewalk in the lineup with all the other babies, she grabbed her, shoved her inside her car, and buckled Tami into a car seat. Only Mommy had changed the seat belts for S&M restraints. This little baby ain’t going to get far, because Mommy is taking her alllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll the way home with her!

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Insolent

Posted 2 years ago by Anna

insolent domination punishment you're sick of me I'm sick of you!

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

You’ve been very quiet and rude lately, so I proposed to your father that maybe he should have a talk with you. He told me that you were sick of our PDA, and assumed it was because you had just recently broken up with your girlfriend, so every bit of romance or affection you witnessed only made you miss her more. I suggested that we all go out for dinner together, to maybe help keep your mind off things and lighten your mood and so we took you to your utmost favorite restaurant.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Welp, boys and girls, that time of year is here again! Happy Birthday Diaper Bitch! Another three hundred sixty-five days have sped by, and my little diaper bitch has only become MORE regressed. If you can believe it. When I met this diaper boy, our lives were very, very different.

He was a man who sometimes wore diapers, and I didn’t know how to be an ABDL Mommy. Just a few years later, and someone is nearly a full-time, soggy diapee wearer! As for me becoming a Mommy, I think that’s obvious. I wanted to get my diaper dick a really great Birthday gift this year, but I’m limited if ya know what I mean. So this wittle, powdered bitch hasn’t been allowed to cum for two weeks. His birthday gift will be his Mommy bending him over her knee tonight while he’s locked in his bitch pants diapee, spanking his balls until he cums.

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Mommy Baby Playtime

Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

It’s been a while since I’ve checked in on my diaper babies. But honestly, there are just so many of you, and it’s just exhausting. I have to keep an entire wing of my very large house just to keep the ever-growing number of cribs you diaper babies require. I’ve had to hire a full-time nanny just to keep you all fed, clothed, and bathed. And while I’d love to give you all more loving mommy attention, there are just so many of you! But today, I’m here. I had my coffee, and your mommy is finally ready to come give you some attentions.

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milk me baby
                                                                                                                                             Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

It is another night out for me, in a tight little red dress that adorns my body. My dress compliments my luscious curves as I  go from bar to bar in search of my prey. It is never an issue for me to turn heads. Most men are desperate to spend a night with me from just one glance. It’s easy to reel them in because their jaw drops at my milk-filled breasts and plump ass. But their friends will often snap them back and warn them to stay away. Because of the tales of guys being held hostage and forced to milk my tits. My reputation is enough to turn most of them away.

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•CANDICE 1-844-332-2639, extension 233•

I give him a smirk and follow him back to his seat, away from most but still very visible. His gaze was deep on me, my heart racing, waiting for him to speak. “I can’t help but notice you were coming from The Onion, do you dance there?.” I’m not surprised he recognizes me from the club. It has been getting pretty popular. “Well, if you know where I came from, do you need to ask?” I say with a sarcastic tone and laugh in his face. He doesn’t seem to like that and pulls my wrist into the middle of his legs. Continue reading “Subway Succubus pt 2” →

Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

Come join me in the living and seat with me step -son. You come by and sit with me. I take your hand and place it on my warm breast which is full of milk. I need you to help me get some of this milk out because my breasts are so sore. You agree to help me. We begin with the right breast, you suckle and suckle. Wow, this feels incredible. I’m so turned on by you licking and sucking my breast. It’s been a dream come true to nurse my stepson. I am loving how you use your tongue when you suck. You struggle a little to suck my massive tits and attempt to watch me start to play with my wet pussy. You can not see much but can catch a glimpse of my smooth waxed pussy.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

My boyfriend lay in my arms on our bed, his cock gently being stroked by my hand as he suckled away at my breasts.  He blinked those sweet baby blues up at me, and my other hand traced his jaw. I loved watching the way his jaw worked as he latched on.  It was our first time regressing him, and he was taking to it like a pro.

He trusted me enough to cuddle in against my warm body and inhale my perfume as I edged his cock.  The more I stroked him, the more he started to squirm.  Kayla, I want to cum.” He pleaded between kisses against my breasts. Cooed down at him and pinched his cheek.

“Isn’t that cute?” I let go of his cock and folded his diaper over his cock to close the tabs tightly. “But Baby Davey doesn’t always get what he wants.”

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

Mama Felicity’s body has everything it needs to sustain and satisfy her babies. I can continually feed you no matter where we are or what’s around us. Remember that time we went on that long road trip? We’d been driving for hours and hours. As usual, you didn’t listen to Mama’s advice when I told you not to down your bottle.

You downed it before we were even out of the county. Then, a few hours later, with nothing but the highway in front of us, you were thirsty. I wanted to stop to find you something, but a gas station wasn’t in sight. Of course, we didn’t need any silly gas station, did we baby? Mama Felicity has everything you’ll ever need.

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