no taboo

No taboo? I know you have been waiting for part 2 so go here and re-read part 1 first.

I bring her inside. The cameras in each room start rolling. The doors lock. I ask your little girl what she thinks dad is planning tonight. She claims ignorance. I tell her “he thinks he is going to stick his old man cock inside me.” She shudders and looks uncomfortable. “Do you think he deserves that?” I ask. She looks confused.

Oh, sweetheart, I say, as I overpower her and handcuff her hands behind her back. “The most important thing a woman can learn is the value of her pussy. And what that can make men do for her. And for the next several hours I’m gonna teach you what your mom was too dumb to understand – namely the value of your own pussy.”

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Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Pedicure tickle turned out to be a lot of fun.  A recent playmate of mine loves to give me pedicures and foot pleasures.  I started noticing he really seem to get a lot of pleasure doing that as he took his time fondling my feet.  He even got so excited recently that he brought my foot to his mouth to taste my toe.  I have to say I was turned on by that a lot.  When someone reveals intimate details of what turns them on sexually, you should follow through.  So we planned to spend some time together this past weekend.  Deciding to turn the tables on him; I prepared.  I brought out the foot pan, loofah, oil, and a small drying towel.  When the time was right I told him “I am going to treat you to a foot bath.”  I am shocked to see he seemed afraid. Continue reading “Pedicure Tickle”

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Fluffer boy duty is what my latest pick from the bar got. As I’ve told you before even I make a mistake sometimes when I’m horny and looking for some fun.  After getting all dressed up I headed down to the local watering hole and most of the time good fishing for a fuck buddy.  I positioned myself so I could watch the door and the seats up at the bar.  It wasn’t long before he walked in.  Straddling the stool and after getting his beer started looking around.  It was easy to see he was here for the same reason as me.  I walked over to slide onto the stool beside him.  As I raised up to sit on top of the stool I placed my hand on his thigh for support.  After going through all the formalities of getting acquainted; I brought him home.

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Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270

UGH! Mommy asked you three times if you had to use the bathroom before we left for the birthday party. Then I asked you again when we arrived, but you were so excited to play with the other big boys that you promised me you didn’t have to go. I knew you couldn’t be a big boy, but I was willing to give you a chance.

And now look at us. Standing in the middle of a birthday party while all the other boys laugh at you for wetting your pants. The front of your jeans is completely soaked, and because Mommy wanted to believe you could handle yourself, I didn’t pack any extra clothing. So I’m going to have to ask one of the other Mommies for a diaper to change you into and a pair of dry pants. Continue reading “I Knew You Couldn’t Be a Big Boy”

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

Loving AB/DL boys are is easy.  “Wakey up baby and let’s start our day” (he’s so cute when I wake him).  Today you can stay with Mommy Sylvia and don’t have to go to that big boy executive office downtown.  First, you have to have a bath in the little safety tub inside the big bathtub.  Mommy  Sylvia will make sure the water is warm and has plenty of bubbles.  Sitting on the side of the tub, I’ll sponge you clean while you play with your toy boats and rubber ducks.  After your bath, it’s time for wrapping you in your hooded towel and taking you back to the changing table.  “Tickle Tickle,” I say as I run my fingers on your tickle spots.  Then lifting you high enough for the fresh cloth diaper.  Because you will be with Mommy today; you don’t need the Huggies. Continue reading “Loving AB/DL boys”

Vada 844-33CANDY ext 433

Is She a Good Girl or Naughty Elf?

Like a lot of girls, my first job was at the local mall. It was Thanksgiving break and I was at Victoria’s Secret when I overheard the sales girls talking about the mall hiring for the Xmas season. I’m very pretty, the sort of pretty men and women turn their heads to look at, so I assumed I’d be an extra cashier at VS, where everyone would get to enjoy my beautiful face and firm curves…

Yup, I got a job where EVERYONE would see me…standing next to Santa as an elf! I was not thrilled but it was all they had – the costume was cute enough, a little too short and definitely too tight in some places – the striped stockings wrapped around my legs and fit snugly on my thighs.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Whenever we travel to my aunt’s house for the holidays, my big brother Billy and I have to share a bed. That wouldn’t be so bad if every time I slept next to him, I didn’t wake up in a warm puddle. I felt it before I fully woke up and reached out to shove him. “Billy, Billy!” I whisper yelled at him. “You did it again! You wet the bed.”

He blinked his eyes open and shook his head at me. “Did not.” His sleepy voice responded. I yanked off the covers and showed him the evidence.

“Look! You’ve practically flooded us.”

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

The newspaper had announced the latest lottery winner, and he lived right here in town! So I waited until it was dark and stormy, and I dressed in my slinkiest white party dress with not a stitch of clothing underneath. Then, I drove out towards his big house and parked a ways down the road. Walking slowly to ensure my dress was soaked through by the time I knocked on his door. My stiff nipples felt like pinpoints about to rip open my dress and my whole body shivered.

Steve opened the door, and concern and confusion pinched his features. “I’m so sorry to bother you so late.” I pouted up at him from under the glow of his porch light. “It’s just my car broke down a bit down the road, and my cell has no service. I was kind of wondering if you wouldn’t mind letting me use your phone to call for help and possibly a towel or two to dry off?” The sweet, rich man ushered me in and showed me right to the bathroom.

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Office Fun w/ Laylene & Baby Tami

Office Fun w/ Laylene & Baby Tami xoX TorrenceXox (844-332-2639) ext 415

It’s the middle of the work day just about time for Laylene and I to get our baby girl Tami dressed. We have the cutest outfit picked out for her. A Pretty little pink dress and a matching diaper cover to match. Laying baby Tami down, and getting her situated in her diapy, then dressing her with her pink little dress with some frills and ruffles. She’s totally adorable, and now to top it off with her matching diaper cover, and socks with the tool around the ankles, now my baby girl is styling. Bringing out her pony for her to straddle as we prance her through the office. All the girls are going to be so excited to see how pretty she is! Let’s have some office fun with Laylene & Baby Tami. Continue reading “Office Fun w/ Laylene & Baby Tami”

Fall Back

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Days turn to weeks, and weeks blur into months, and we get caught up in a routine. Wake up, go to work, come home. Force ourselves to work out, have dinner, then pour ourselves into bed. Rinse and repeat. But when I’m with him, time stands still. It waits for us. As if nothing could be more important than the space we share. It’s like we could fall back through time.

I walk into his bedroom to find him already in bed. His body is beautifully sculpted but tense. The monotonous routine has taken its toll, and he’s in need of release. The soft cotton night dress I’m wearing brushes against the tops of my knees as I near the side of his bed. His gaze has tracked me since I entered, but he hasn’t moved. Always so patient. He savors the details. My hands rest over his pecs as my left leg swoops over his hips in slow motion to straddle him.

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