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I have my own personal adult diaper baby. Can you believe it? At first, I never thought I’d be into it. Hell, I never thought he’d be into it either. But here we are, my fingers tracing against the soft, cotton edge of his diaper while his cock strains against the fabric like it’s begging to be freed from the Velcro snaps.
It started as a joke you know. Bobby and I were talking about kinks one night, tipsy off a bottle of something dark and dangerous, and he admitted it—he likes wearing diapers. All the time! Not for necessity, not for age play, but just because. “It makes me feel safe. Like I am being … taken care of” he said in a low voice as if he was confessing a sin. I didn’t laugh, cringe, nothing. I just got curious…
Now, he’s in my bed, sprawled out with nothing on but that thick, padded vice hugging his hips. It shouldn’t turn me on the way it does, but fuck—IT DOES!! Maybe, it’s the vulnerability of it you know the way he looks at me with those sultry blue eyes, waiting for my next move. Maybe it’s the
My Adult Diaper Baby
the contrast—this strong, broad-shouldered man surrendering to something so soft. An adult diaper baby who needs mommy to take care of him.
I tease him first, because I know he likes it. Dragging my nails over the plastic-like texture, watching his stomach tighten with every barely-there touch. “You like that, huh?” I moan, pressing my lips against his neck. He groans, and I feel his cock twitch under my palm, straining against the diaper barrier between us. “Fuck, yes!” he breathes, hips lifting, legs quivering. He is desperate.
I smile, slipping my hand inside of his Huggies, feeling the heat of him, the thickness, the way his pulse jumps under my fingertips. “Mmmm you’re so needy. I can feel it.” I kiss down his chest swirl, my warm wet tongue over his nipple just to hear him gasp. “Ohh!” I could make him wait. Make him beg. But the truth is, I’m just as desperate as he is. My own body aches, thighs pressed together, throbbing for him. I am getting so turned on by my diaper baby.
Slowly and seductively, I tear the sides of the diaper open, exposing him. His 5-inch white cock springs free like a jack in the box. It’s short, thick and dripping with pre-cum. I waste no time wrapping my lips around the head, swirling my tongue, taking him in inch by inch until his hands tangle in my hair, forcing his cock deeper in my throat. “Fuck, your mouth feel so warm! I am about to cum Trinity!” he groans. “Cum for me my diaper boy! Cum hard!” I pull the diaper from underneath him, that sent him over the edge. He came same hard, cum shooting up in the air and landing on his stomach. This night was going to be one of many with Bobby and I couldn’t wait.
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