Author: Felicity

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I love men, no, cock. It’s cock I love. All shapes and sizes. I’m not a picky girl, not really. Sure, I have my preferences and demand plenty from my lovers, but often I’m easy to please. However, today I want a young stud cock. A big, fat, young dick that will stay hard for hours without help.

And I want that young stud cock to pound me hard. Harder than I’ve ever been fucked! I want my insides to stretch and ache as he uses my body to build our collective pleasure.

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It’s the last week of school before summer break, and I was just hoping we’d skid through. However, Michael is such a bad boy that it was foolish of me to be hopeful. His teacher called me on the last day of the week and demanded I come to pick him up early.

I asked her what was wrong this time, and she said my naughty boy had wet his pants on the playground and was asking all of the girls if they had diapers in their backpacks so they could be his Mommy. Oh, I was furious! No one baby’s my son except for me! Not to mention how inappropriate that is! Those poor innocent girls must have thought he was crazy! I would have to punish that little diaper dick when I picked him up.

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Put it in Deep

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The problem with Mama playing with so many sissies and babies is that when I wanna get dicked down deep, there often isn’t anyone around to fill me up. Sure, I could go find some local big dick or some tasty BBC, but I wanna make love with my toys.

There’s something special about stripping a man of everything that makes him masculine and putting him in feminine lingerie, and then asking him to fuck me. The power shift is so heady it makes me horny. No one can blame me for wanting to make the connection that much better. However, it’s a rare sissy who carries a worthy clit, so I’ve made it a habit of putting my girls in hollow strapons.

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Mommy's Sissy slut

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Oh no! Poor baby! Why are you crying? Were your peers mean to you again? Come over here, sit in Mommy Felicity’s lap, and tell me everything. Did they call you names like “Sissy slut” and “Dumb Whore” again?

Listen, people, these days are very accepting, but you are getting bullied for not just living as your authentic self! But Mommy is here, and she knows how to fix this. Hug me close, and mommy will tell her good little doll all about how to stop getting bullied.

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Baby Nicki's Pool Humiliation

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Baby Nicki strolled out of the bedroom wearing boxers, scratching at his messy hair, and threw me a lopsided smile. “What the fuck are you doing?” Mommy cocked her head to the side. She wore a pretty blue and white Polk-a-dot bikini that could hardly contain her mouth-watering bussoms, with oversized white framed sunglasses covering most of her face.

“What do you mean?” Nicki asked, all confused like the dumb diaper idiot he is. Mommy snatched off her glasses to look him in the face and scoffed.

“Today is the diaper pool party! So go get in, your swimmers!”

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Mommy's Egg Hunt

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This year you’re a little too old for an Easter egg hunt, or so you’ve told me over and over. But I have a sneaky and sexy surprise for you this year! Mommy has hidden little egg stickers all over my body under my clothing! So it’s your job to strip me down and find those eggs!

I’ve hidden about ten colorful stickers! Where could they be? Take off my shirt and see one on the back of my shoulder! Oh, look, here are a few in my cleavage!

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Sleep training for baby ben

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I know it can be a very hard transition for a “man” when he’s regressed and put into diapers. So many things change all at once. The hardest part is not being able or allowed to touch your penis anymore. So many men waste so much time of their lives messing with that little pleasure stick that even if they are put in chastity and diapers, they find a way to toy with it.

I’m speaking from experience. See, Baby Ben is always trying to stroke his penis even though I’ve told him he is nothing but a sissy baby! Just recently, we had to put him through sleep training!

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Oops I cheated on You

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Oops, I cheated on you again. I wish I could say how sorry I am. Unfortunately, I’m not actually sorry at all. See, I was doing the grocery shopping, and this tall drink of water whispered in my ear that my sundress was making his cock uncomfortably hard. How could I just walk away with a cock in need like that?

I licked my red lips and told him to meet me in the family bathroom in ten minutes. Those bathrooms are just perfect for a little midday fuck with a stranger.

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The PTA is constantly hassling the parents for new ways to raise funds for the school. There is always some dance or field trip that the budget just doesn’t have money for. Bake sales and car washes are out of date and frankly lame. We needed something that would bring in cash and fast!

As a stay-at-home mom, it isn’t like I have extra money to just fork over. However, I wanted to do my part. For education, ya know? So I asked the PTA president for the list of parent emails. Well, the emails of all the Dads.

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My good friend Kelly has married a cheater. He is the kind of man who just can’t keep his dick in his pants. I saw all of the warning signs, all of the red flags, and tried to tell her not to marry him, but she was in love. She “trusted” him not to break her heart or hurt her. Poor stupid, Kelly.

It’s been three months since the wedding, and already, he’s gotten sloppy. He left his social media logged in on their home computer, and when she sat down to pay bills, she saw the messages between him and some teenybopper slut. Kelly was beside herself as if she didn’t see this coming. She cried on my shoulder, asking for advice, and since she didn’t listen to me the first time I gave some (telling her NOT to marry him), I knew I had to take care of this myself. I was going to diaper a cheater.

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