There you are my good little boy!  Mommy Zoey has been out all night having a wild time painting the town red.  You know what I’ve been doing all night long.  I’ve hooked up with every big black cock I could find.  Each of them fucked me and filled me with that creamy thick BBC cum from their huge cocks.  Mommy’s pussy is stretched and dripping just the way you like it.  Now it’s your turn to be a good boy and clean Mommy up after BBC date night.  I hope your tongue is ready for a workout.  Because my sexy holes are filled to capacity.

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Double Penetration when you are bi-sexual can be so hot.  My niece was visiting me for a few weeks and it had been way too long since I had been fucked.  I was so happy when she told me she may be going out with some girlfriends on Friday night.  All I could think of was I was finally going to get some dick.  I mentally went through some guys I knew I could hook up with at my beck and call.  Putting them in availability order and in order of how much fun I  have with them, I reached for the phone.  Yes; I had a winner!  As soon as my niece’s girlfriends showed up I headed for the shower.  After the shower, I dressed in a sexy nightgown and added stockings and heels.  I added the signature smell which makes me feel so sexy as the doorbell rang. 

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Daddy made me do it

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After a long week, my body and mind were over-tired, and even hours after bedtime, I still couldn’t fall asleep. I thought maybe watching some tv would help me zone out, but as I turned the corner into the living room, someone else was already there. Daddy was sitting on the couch in just his boxers, legs sprawled out and reclined back. He must have seen me out of the corner of his eye because he looked over, lifted his arm over the back of the couch, and asked what I was doing.

“I can’t sleep.” My shoulder shrugged. I walked over and sat down on the cushion next to him. His hand curled around the back of my neck, and he pulled me toward him. My head laid on his lap, and he started running his fingers through my hair.

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Around the Holidays, my family gets together to watch old home movies. My Dad loves photos and videos. Almost every memory I have of him includes his phone in his hand, pointed at my sisters and me. We didn’t think it was unusual because it’s just how things were. He would say some people miss important moments in their lives because they don’t know what’s important until it’s over. Dad claimed he didn’t want to miss a thing.

This year, my mom was away to take care of my grandma, and my sisters were busy with their lives, so it was just Dad and I parked on the couch, ready to watch some of the home movies he’d taken. The first one he played was of little Krysta decorating the Christmas tree.

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One day I got caught spying on Mommy and Daddy.  That day, I had to fuck Mommy and Daddy together.  I walked down the hall of my house and heard a noise coming from Mommy and Daddy’s room.  Trying so hard to be quiet, I peeked through the crack of the doorway.  But I fell and bumped into the door, making it creak loudly.  I watched Daddy jump off Mommy and run to the door pulling it open.  He moved so quickly; I didn’t have time to run away.  I looked up at him, frightened, as he stared down at me with his cock wet and bobbing in my face.  He reached down and grabbed me by my arm and pulled me into the room.

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I keep having this really weird dream. I kinda thought it wasn’t a dream, but when I told daddy about it, he said it sure sounded like a dream, and I shouldn’t tell anyone else about it. So I guess he maybe just doesn’t want people to know how pervy my dreams are. But I kind of wanna tell you if that’s okay.

While I’m sleeping, late at night, or maybe it’s early In the morning before the sun comes up, I don’t really know, but I hear my bedroom door creak open. I pull the cover over my head in case it’s a monster. You know they are supposed to go away if you don’t look at them in the eyes, but this one comes into my room every night.

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My adult diaper lover diary is filled with my own diaper needs and wants. Today my own daddy dome was in a mood and of course I acted like a big ass brat. I try to be so good, but often I fail. Being a bad girl and getting spanked is only one part of my story. There’s a reason I love my ABDL boys and girly poos! I either spend my day in diapers and Pull-Ups or in some sexy panties. I’m essentially one of you. The only difference is that I need a mommy and a daddy with a strong hand and even temperament to handle this little bitch.

For me being in diapers and being able to wet and sometimes (not often) mess myself is therapeutic. Also being regressed to a little is the best thing in the world when I need it.  Adult babies come in all shapes and sizes and fetish levels. Continue reading “My adult diaper lover diary”

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After a night of Trick or treating, little Johnny came running home to his Mommy. His sack was full…of goodies, he’d collected by going door to door. First, he’d giggle as the door of a neighbor opened, and then he’d yell, “Trick or treat! Smell my feet!” Each house on our block had given Johnny quite the haul!

His Mommy was in bed by the time her little sugar bean arrived home. He rushed into her room and jumped right up onto the bed, tipping over his candy bucket to send treats sailing all over the bedcovers. “My goodness, you had a good night.” Mommy reached for Johnny and pulled him down beside her where she could kiss on his cheeks. He squirmed and squiggled.

“I wanna eat every piece tonight!” He announced, trying to pull away from his Mommy’s greedy arms.

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My friend Kelly is really bad with money. She always has been, so I wasn’t surprised when she told me that she had to move in with her older brother Michael. I was jonesing to visit her once she moved in! I’d always had a crush on Michael, but he was forever dating someone, and the fool is so loyal.

Every time I asked, Kelly would make up some excuse for why I couldn’t come over, and it was becoming really obvious she just didn’t want to go over for some reason. If she was going to lie, so I was. I told her my landlord was having the building sprayed, and I had to stay somewhere else for the night but couldn’t afford a hotel. She took pity on me and finally agreed I could spend the night with her and Michael.

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It was set point, and the ball was coming right for me. I tracked its trajectory as I squatted low in my ready stance; it was definitely going to be out if I didn’t return it. So I called it, “OUT!” and sidestepped, watching the volleyball smash into the floor…in bounds. The ref announced the point to the opposing team, and the crowd went insane with cheers. The faces of my teammates dropped, and they all walked off the court without looking at me.

I’d just cost us the championship. Guilt and regret swirled in my stomach, making me feel sick as tears prickled at the back of my eyes. How was I going to face everyone? I wished I’d just hit that stupid ball. “Krysta, stay after everyone’s gone.” The coach bellowed over the noise in the gym. I just knew I was in big trouble.

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