Category: Mother/son

a grown man

Posted 34 mins ago by Cory

Bartholomew

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

It’s not every day you see a grown man sporting a full-on tuxedo with, shall we say, a little extra padding in the rear. But then again, my relationship with Bartholomew is anything but ordinary. He’s my big boy, emphasis on the big, and sometimes, bless his heart, his body just malfunctions.

Last Saturday was our friend Brenda’s annual “Soiree of Sophistication,” and naturally, I wanted Bartholomew to make a splash. Hence, the tuxedo. He looked dashing, kinda like heèd accidentally wandered into a James Bond film. The problem? Bartholomew gets cripplingly shy in social situations. His default setting is “awkward,” and apparently, his anxiety expresses itself through wetness.

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abdl

Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404

CJ is a sweet ABDL most of the time, but sometimes? Sometimes, he morphs into a tiny, tantrum-throwing tornado with a vocabulary that would make a sailor blush. Today was one of those days. It all started with the beach. Sunshine, sand, the promise of melting ice cream – what’s not to love, right? Well, apparently, my decision to prioritize, oh, I don’t know, grocery shopping and laundry over sandcastles wasn’t exactly met with joyous applause. More like a symphony of whining that quickly escalated into words I definitely didn’t teach him.

Now, I’m a reasonable person. I believe in second chances, in using your words, in deep breaths. So, I gave him a warning. A stern one. The “Mommy is not playing around” kind of warning. Did it work? Nope. Instead, the verbal volcano erupted again, this time spewing a fresh batch of colorful language directed right at yours truly. So, yeah, I spanked him. Did I enjoy it? Of course not. But sometimes, a little tangible consequence is the only language this guy understands.

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baby

Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I chuckle as I gently lay you down on the soft, plush changing mat, your eyes sparkling with anticipation. You’ve been a very good boy today, and you know what that means. “Time for a fresh diaper, my love,” I coo, running my fingers through your hair. You squirm with delight as I unbutton your onesie, revealing your chubby, diaper-clad body. I can’t help but smile at the sight. You’re such a big boy, yet you still enjoy the comfort and security of being small.

I unfasten the tapes of your diaper, exposing your soft, smooth skin. You giggle as I tickle your tummy, before I gently clean you up. You watch me intently, your gaze never leaving my face. “You like this, don’t you?” I ask, my voice husky with desire. You nod, your cheeks flushing a deep red. “Yes, mommy,” you whisper, your voice barely audible. I can see the bulge in your diaper growing, and I can’t help but lick my lips at the sight.

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Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

I love fucking my stepson’s miniature cock. His hard little rod in my juicy cunt always felt so good. His dad was not around often so it was my job to teach him how to be a man and satisfy a woman. Every night before his bedtime I would massage his tiny penis with my mouth. Suck on it a tad bit so he could feel what it’s like to have a woman’s warm face hole all over it.

After I would get on top and ride him. Thrust my hips on his small body. I would ride him really slow so he can see how good mommy’s black pussy felt. “Hmm baby. Your baby cock feels so good.” He would look up at me with the cutest eyes and my twat would cum so hard. I thought to myself maybe one day I’ll teach this youngster how to breed mommy’s pussy.

Sometimes I even make him lay down and face fuck his small head. I work my hips fast and make him put his tongue in my asshole. It felt so good! When I don’t get my daily dose of cock from some random daddy, I use my Continue reading “My Stepson’s Miniature Cock” →

Ebony  844-332-2639 ext 240

Taboo fantasies aren’t just dirty — they’re dangerous. The moment you called me, you knew this wasn’t going to be a soft, sweet conversation. No, this is where we peel back your polite little mask and expose the filthy, forbidden cravings you hide from everyone else.I want you to say it. Whisper it to me — the one fantasy you swore you’d never speak aloud. Maybe it’s the naughty babysitter you still dream about. Maybe it’s your twisted craving for someone you should never want. Or maybe you want to be caught — stripped, punished, and used — by someone who knows exactly how wrong it is.That’s the poison of taboo fantasies — they crawl under your skin, infect your thoughts, and leave you aching to confess. And once you do, I own you. Because once you say it out loud, there’s no taking it back — you belong to your filth now.So, confess to me. Every forbidden itch, every shameful scenario. Because with me, your taboo fantasies aren’t secrets — they’re orders.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

I live to find ways to get my older brother spanked.  So, snooping is one of my favorite activities to do when I get bored.  Mommy Anna was busy cooking for the school bake sale.  Big brother had baseball practice and wasn’t home.  That left me with far too much free time on my hands.

First, I snooped through big brother’s room and found some naughty magazines with naked girls inside.  Then, I went snooping through Mommy’s drawers and found a leather paddle.  Mommy must have hidden it there to use the next time big brother ended up over her lap.

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

As you may know, my big brother ordered a spank-o-gram for me last Valentine’s Day.  So, this year I planned to get revenge for getting me spanked by some random cupid.  Luckily, the opportunity to exact my diabolical plan of vengeance fell right into my lap.  This year, Valentine’s Day fell in line with the end of our semester at school.  The perfect opportunity for some revenge.  Big brother acted suspicious when he came home from school Friday.  So, I snuck into his book bag to do some snooping.  I mean, it’s a hidden talent of mine and all.  That’s when I found his midterm progress report.  My big brother earned 2 D’s in his classes Math and Social Studies!

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Zesty Zoey 1-844-332-2639 Ext 403

Last year my big brother gave me the worst Valentine’s Day present ever!  He heard about this service where you could send someone special a Spank-O-Gram.  That jerk thought that it would make the perfect Valentine’s surprise for me!  His little sister!  How dare he!

I had no idea what he had planned for that day.  Just all of a sudden, there was a knock at the front door.  I should have known something was up by the wicked grin on my big brother’s face.  Mommy Anna opened the door and welcomed a man dressed as Cupid inside.

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1-844-33-CANDY Ext. 423

Ever since you were a young, I have noticed there was something off about you as a boy. Especially since I knew you were a bit different than the average boy, not being interested in sports and action figures… At least not in the “normal” way typical boys would be. I would catch you gawking at the sports players on TV, and telling me how cute each player was. You didn’t care what sport it was. Whatever Daddy put on, you were instantly hypnotized by all that masculine ass across the screen. In your late teen years, Daddy had noticed and overheard our conversations in private. He heard about what you loved about the sports he had switched onto television…

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Diaperboy Snuggles

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2639 Ext 270

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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