Category: age play

Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

I never thought something like this could happen to me. But it did, and now my life has been turned upside down. It all started last weekend when I was visiting my boyfriend at his parents’ house. His dad has always been a little creepy with me, “accidentally” walking in on me changing, giving me long hugs that feel inappropriate. But I brushed it off, thinking he was just a flirtatious old man. I was wrong.

Everything changed the night my boyfriend and his mom went out for dinner, leaving me alone with his dad. He knocked on my door after I’d gone to bed, saying he wanted to talk to me. I shouldn’t have let him in. But I did, and that’s when he pushed himself on me, forcing his lips against mine. I tried to fight him off but he was so strong. He ripped off my pajamas and climbed on top of me, pinning my arms down as he forced himself inside me. He fucked me hard and fast. Fortunately I’m on the pill because he didn’t hesitate to creampie me!

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

I adore my diaper babies. I love changing diapers, dressing up my babyboys or babygirls, putting them in soft cotton onesies, or dressing them to go out. Making my babies feel snuggled and safe in Mommy’s hands.

But as much as I enjoy spoiling my babies, I must be stern. As a good Mommy, I know I cannot over-spoil them. When my babies break the rules and disappoint me, they must be disciplined. Spanking Dirty Diaper Baby.

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

Foot fetishes must be really common. Everyone tells me how cute my feet are. Guys always want to see what color of nail polish I’m wearing. Clients like to talk about sucking on my toes. They like me to rub my little feet all over their hard cocks until they cum all over them. Then they like to lick and suck all of their cum off of my feet.

Over the summer I did a few events as an assistant to an event planner. One night as the party was dwindling down, we were just waiting. We had to wait for everyone to leave before we could finish up. So I was just taking a break. I was sitting at a table in the back of the room. There was a couple sitting at the bar talking to their friends. The gentleman seemed bored. He was looking around the room. I obviously caught his eye because he did a double take. His whole demeanor changed. He ordered a drink. But he kept looking over at me. His wife was so distracted. She was deep in conversation with her friends. Then he headed towards me with two drinks.

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Kevi Gets Changed At Boobiebar

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

Kevi and I had been running errands all day and getting ready for our big Thanksgiving dinner. We had to go to three different grocery stores for ingredients, the decor store for my cute table centerpieces, the bank, and the post office. I hadn’t realized how much time had passed as we popped in and out of the car and zoomed from one place to another. ZigZagging across town like we were until Kevi tapped my elbow from the back seat, and I caught his gaze in the review mirror.

“Mommy, I’m really wet.” His cheeks were so red and embarrassed as he admitted his Huggies needed changing. Then, I heard his tummy grumble from the backseat, and he looked even more humiliated. “And I’m really hungry.” I checked the clock; it was way past lunch and nearly dinner time. He’d been in that diaper all day! Surely, he was about to leak! I whipped the car into the nearest restaurant parking lot, not caring it was the local Boobiebar; Kevi had to be changed and fed ASAP.

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Torri 1-844-332-2639 ext 204

It’s time for my brother to come down for a little visit. I love when he comes to visit. I always get to bunk with him and this is no sleepover. We stay up all night. Not talking though we have a bit more fun than that. I love it because he always comes without his wife. She hates us and that’s all fine by me. That just means I get my brother all to myself. This time is a little different though. My brother really upset me. I overheard him telling his friends about me.

They don’t know the kinds of things we do together. He would never tell anyone that. But he did tell his friends that he thinks I’m an easy fuck. That I would probably fuck anything with a heartbeat if I thought there was something in it for me. Now this is actually very true. And I don’t mind it one bit. But come on you’re my brother don’t be talking bad things about me to your friends. When we have our fun late at night he always says things in the moment.

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Aynsley 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 459

Hello there, I’m your 20 year old obsession. A petite little vixen crafted by the gods to tease and tempt you into my web of desire.

I know what you’re thinking as your eyes roam hungrily over my lithe, nubile body. Such a tiny waist flaring out to lush, womanly hips and my ass, grab it baby. My perky B-cup tits peek out from underneath my tight crop top, the pink of my areola visible through the sheer white fabric. My rosy nipples are already hard little peaks, straining against the delicate material, just begging to be sucked and nibbled.

You won’t be able to resist me. I’m your ultimate fantasy come to life. Innocent and sweet on the outside but a total brat on the inside, I know exactly how to use my hot little body to drive you wild with lust.

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Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

The pungent smell of cummie diaper hits my nostrils as I enter my bedroom. Oh man, is there a diaper boi in my room tonight? What am I going to do about that?

I carefully make my way across the dark room. As I get closer to the source of the smell, my heart starts to race with anticipation. Suddenly, the moonlight from the window illuminates a bulging diaper bottom protruding out from under the covers of the bed. I’ve found the diaper boi.

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Clean-Up Cuck

Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444

I met someone’s son the other day. A hungry boy who confessed to me that his Mommy trained him to be such a good pussy cleaner but that he’d never had the pleasure of licking up a barely legal pussy like mine. He just happened to be in luck because, at the time of our meeting, my sweet slit was already leaking another man’s cum.

I traced my finger inside my cummy panties and then rubbed my finger under his nose. “Do you wanna show me what a good boy your Mommy has taught you to be?” The clean-up cuck’s eyes rolled back from the suggestion alone, and he nodded furiously.

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Rachel 1844-332-2639 Ext 457

In high school, I would’ve done anything for Kayla. She was so popular! All the girls wanted to be like her. And all the boys wanted to be with her. Being friends with Kayla meant you were a popular girl. So when she came to ME to ask for a favor, I couldn’t believe it. It didn’t matter what it was, I would’ve said yes.

She told me that she was worried about her brother. He was a virgin and needed to get laid. And she wanted to use my virgin holes to pop his cherry. I agreed. I would do anything to be Kayla’s friend and be a popular girl.

She took me to her house. We went up to her brother’s room. She opened his door. Her brother was playing video games. Confused, he asked Kayla what was going on. She explained to him that she’s been worried about him. She told him he’s antisocial and she feels like he will never be able to get laid on his own. So she brought me to have sex with him. In all my virgin holes. He looked humiliated and embarrassed. He yelled at Kayla.

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Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

My friend’s son, Kevi, had been sick, and I knew he was staying home from school to recover. While his mom was at work and he was home all alone, I thought it would be nice of me to stop by with some homemade soup and other snacks to make him feel better.

I knocked on the door, but there was no answer; assuming he had earbuds in or something, I pushed on the door, and it opened easily. Quietly, in case he was sleeping, I placed the crockpot of soup on the counter and decided to check on him before slipping back out the door. A commotion sounded from the laundry room, so I headed in that direction before checking his bedroom. I’m not sure what I expected to see, really, but finding Kevi standing there in only a diaper, wasn’t it? He was shoving his comforter in the washing machine and having a hell of a time. His little crinkly butt wiggled side to side as he fought the massive bedding.

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