Category: abies

Lovense Cuckold

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

One of my very favorite clients has been introducing his girlfriend to his kinky side, and I love it when he shares every dirty detail. The other day, he pmed me in chat, asking if we could have a session to talk about any kinky ideas I had for them to try. I tented my wicked little fingers and let out a villainous laugh because, boy, did I!

Because we’ve played for so long, I know plenty about their relationship and sex life. I had just a few questions to ensure my info was as up-to-date as possible. After hearing all the naughty updates, I knew it was the perfect time to suggest he become her (and mine) Lovense Cuckold.

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Jason grumbled as he waddled towards the entrance of the museum. He was wearing one of his diapers under his cargo shorts, and he could already feel the wetness seeping into the fabric. He’d had an accident on the way over, and he knew that his sister was going to tease him mercilessly for it.

“Aww, poor baby, did you have a little accident?”

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I know it’s only mid-September, but My ache for Halloween is something serious. Baby Tricia and I were talking about what kind of customer we could put her in this year, and it dawned on me how fun it would be to make her my little pantyhose Mummy!

Tricia is such a sweet girl, and she loves to be bound by Mommy’s love. All hugged tight and squished under layers and layers of material, so things would be even more exciting for her if you get what I mean!

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Cummie Extraction

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Messy babies sometimes need more than just a diaper change. I had Kolty strapped down over my lap as I changed his stinky britches, and I realized how swollen and full his balls looked. “Well, that’s gotta come out.” I snapped the purple latex gloves over my hands and used my elbow on his tummy to keep him from struggling.

His little penis stood straight up when I pulled out the clinical-sized tweezers and medical clamps. First, I used those clamps at the base of his balls and pinched the tweezers ’round his base. How he started hollerin’! “Be still, boy. I’m bout begin the cummie extraction procedure!”

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“Come on, baby boy, take off your diaper.” I say as I pull on the little white tab that’s keeping it shut.

You squirm a bit as you lift your ass, letting the thick padding fall off your body and land on the floor. The smell of your soiled diaper hits me immediately. It’s overpowering and I have to take a step back. I cover my nose with my hand, and look down at you.

You look back at me, eyes pleading. “I’m sorry, Mommy.”

I bend down to your level, and stare at you for a long moment, feeling my anger rising. “You know what, little boy? I’m not going to change you right now.” I stand back up and turn around.

I can feel your eyes on me as I walk out of the bathroom, into the main area of the clothing store.

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Reprimanded At The Park

Lea 1844-332-2639 Ext. 244

I took dis adult diaper boy to the park to ride his bike while his mommy was at work. First, he refused to wear a helmet. He’s a baby! He needs to wear protection but dis fool thinks he’s some kinda big boy. So I was quickly frustrated and regretting taking him on an outting.

I sat on a bench and watched him race up and down the trail. “Slow down!” I hollered. “Be careful!” He ignored me at every turn. He even tried to do this wheely trick the cool kids were doing, and he skidded across the loose gravel. Scrappin’ up his knee and elbow as he fell. When he started cryin’, I got up and grabbed him by the arm. “I told you to slow down! You wanna cry, I’ll give you sumethin’ to cry about.” I reprimanded and pulled him over my knee.

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I looked down at you with an expression that’s both amused and annoyed. You’re lying on your back, naked except for the diaper that’s hanging off the edge of the changing table. I shake my head, a lock of blonde hair falling across my forehead.

“Really, you’re acting like a total baby” I say, my voice dripping with sarcasm. “I mean, I get it. You wanna be a big boy now. But you still need to be changed like a baby.”

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Dreaming of Mommy

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

In the deepest sleep, slipping somewhere between your memories and desires, I come to you in the sweetest dream. Watching me step out of the darkened doorway to the end of your bed, you want to reach out to me but realize you are paralyzed. This is only a dream and one in which you have no control.

The bed sinks at your hips as if my weight is real. Then my fingers pinch the bedcovers and pull them back to reveal your hard cock. Don’t be embarrassed. Dreaming of Mommy always makes you hard.

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Pretty Privilege

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I assume everyone knows what pretty privilege is. It’s when good-looking people basically get a pass. They can do what they want when they want, simply because they were blessed with good looks. Oftentimes, this comes along with fame and fortune. Pretty people are always so popular because everyone either wants to be them, be friends with them, or fuck them.

WHILE all of this is true for my dumb diaper loser, She forgets that Mommy doesn’t give a fuck how cute she is. The whole world might swoon over this soggy idiot, but Mommy knows she belongs on her knees. Diapered and denied!

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One Stinky Saturday Brunch

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Saturday was the start of a perfect weekend! I invited my very best girlfriends over for a special brunch. I mean, who can say no to bottomless Mimosias, right? Zoey, Julie and Torri were going to spend the day relaxing with me, after all, we work really hard to keep all you boys pleased! It’s a big demanding job, and all we wanted was to kick our feet up and laugh about your little dicks! (Ha, scared ya!)

But in the living room, Mr. Stinky Pampers was supposed to be staying out of our way and keeping himself entertained with his toys and trucks. Just as Julie was getting to the good part of her story, my nose twitched. And twitched again as I couldn’t help but sniff. “Ewwwiiieee! What’s that SMELl!” Zoey gagged out the words before I could.

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