Gonna Be Honest With You I Just Want A Boy To Eat Me Out Casually. Like Anytime I'm Bored Doing Work

Hi all.

Had some messages asking about me so I thought I'd pin an intro post.

I'm a woman in my late 30's.

She/her/they.

I impulsively decided to write some of the Adult themed (18+) daydreams I have involving consenting adults- for my enjoyment.

My posts contain kinky things I like, including, but not exclusively:

-MDlb/lg/lo

-Watersports

-Powerplay

-Petplay

-Little Space & Age Regression

-ABDL

-CFNM

-JOI

-Wetting/Omorashi

-Enforced rules and boundaries

-Sensory Deprivation

This is something I do for fun (for me), I have a full-time, demanding job so may not always have time to reply.

I will not tolerate rudeness or prejudice/discrimination/hate speech/abuse.

I make no apologies for how weird I can be.

Thanks for reading 💗

domme women who are kind and gentle about your insecurities and make you feel loved always go to heaven

especially if they also degrade you and call you a slut

gotta love a cute clingy crybaby who never wants to let go

Tummy Time 😇

As the crinkling and moaning continues I hear you let out a frustrated sigh. Chuckling softly I place my book down, stand from my spot and kneel down next to you.

Patting your diapered bottom I ask you, “Awwww what’s wrong baby?”

You turn your head and I laugh as you pout around your paci.

“Does someone need a little help?”

You shake your head up and down quickly.

Helping you kneel I hold you around your waist pressing against your back and diapered bottom. Leaning over I grab a pillow off the sofa and toss it down gently then toss your special humpy pillow on top of it. Still holding your waist I move forward with you, knee walking together.

Nipping your neck playfully I help lower your hips to the pillows, with them being up a little higher you can hump better. Keeping close to you I slip my hands on your hips and move my hips with yours. Continuing to guide you as you hump your pillow. Your whimpers and moans continue louder this time.

Whispering in your ear telling you “what a good baby you are for mommy. That a good baby gets to make cummies in their diapers for mommy.”Smiling as your moaning gets louder and more erratic

Pressing my hips forward rubbing against your diapered bottom as we hump together feeling how thick your diaper is. Smiling as I listen to you start to grunt and make long awaited cummies in your diaper.

You lay down on your tummy on top of your pillow panting and I slowly move from behind you. Rolling you over carefully onto your blankey I hand you your stuffie. You play with your stuffie as I rub your legs to take the ache away.

Looking up I see you watching me. The angle we are at you can see down my shirt and you start to make grabby hands. I kiss each of your hands and help you up so we can snuggle on the sofa as you rest after such a work out.

I lay down and you lay on top of me. Resting your head on my chest, your hand slipping up to cup my breast. Kissing the top of your head I turn the tv on and put a Disney movie on for you. Rubbing your back and patting your diapered bottom.

You close your eyes as you rub your face in my chest. I hear and feel the tell tale signs of you wetting your diaper. Your diaper getting warm against me but not getting me wet. Kissing the top of your head again I tell you how proud of you I am while you hide your face in my chest and settle in for your nap.

need a cute boy on my lap to play with like how can i not put my hand down his pants and kiss his neck at the same time for being so needy

Rules For Littles In Diapers Or Pull-Ups

You are in diapers or pull-ups for a reason, but they are not interchangeable!  What are the expectations for littles?

Use your diapers (very) often, that’s what it’s they’re for and that’s why you’re in them!

Using your diaper (often) is totally okay, and is 100% expected that you do (you are not expected to ask if you need to use it, just use it).

It’s never an “accident” to use your diaper, but it’s an accident if your diaper leaks (your caregiver can decide if the accident is your fault and what (if any) corrective actions need to be taken).

If you hold it and then go all at once, you greatly increase chances for an accident, and having it be your fault.

You should be doing little tinkles in your diaper about every few minutes or so (you need to keep that bladder empty, and also make sure you hydrate).

If you have a caregiver, it is typical that you won’t even be allowed to touch, or change your diapers, or even ask for a diaper change (hopefully your caregiver is attentive and will be taking care of your diapers (and other needs) for you).

If you have a caregiver, you should cooperate fully with having your diaper checked, and having your diaper changed (if you don’t and your diaper leaks (which it will eventually), then it’s your fault and you will be in trouble).

If you’re in pull-ups, the rules are very different than when you’re in diapers, and you’ll need to be more disciplined or face discipline!

Your pull-up is like protective underwear (trainers) and is there “just in case”.

You are expected to try to keep your pull-ups clean and dry, unless you ask your caregiver and they say its okay for you to use it (like if you’re stuck in traffic, or at a concert or movie, or having tummy troubles and can’t make it to a potty in time)

Unlike diapers, going potty in your pull-ups is an accident and might get you in trouble (like getting spanked and put back in diapers until further notice).

You won’t be allowed to take your pull-up off, unless your caregiver says its okay, but you will probably be allowed to pull them down to go potty in the toilet and pull them back up when you’re done.

Pull-ups are way more likely to leak than diapers.  Having an accident in your pull-up and having it leak could mean double-trouble for you (and your rear-end).

Having to change your used pull-up will not be popular with your caregiver because some of your clothes might need to be taken off completely before you can be cleaned up and and get put into a fresh pull-up.  Keep in mind, that it might be easier for the caregiver to rip the pull-up off, give you a (deserved) spanking, then tape you into a fresh diaper, then to take your clothes off.

If the additional expectations are causing stress, it might be a really good idea to very sweetly ask your caregiver to put you back in diapers instead of using your pull-ups and getting in trouble. Long car rides, air travel, movies, concerts, vacations (Disney!), afternoon naps, sleeping, sicknesses (tummy troubles!), and getting over stressful times, are some very common (and good) reasons for being put back in diapers.

I expect better behavior now that it’s clear what the rules are!

He climbs into my lap.

“Oof,” I say. “Somebody smells like pee-pee.” He squirms a little. “Who do you think it is? Can you guess?”

No answer.

“I’ll make it real easy for you, okay? Two options. Who do you think smells like they wet themselves? Me? Or you?”

I wrap my arms around him, his back on my chest, and feel him breathing in and out.

“Come on, honey, use your words.”

“Probably me,” he murmurs.

“Uh-huh,” I say, bouncing him a little on my legs. “Because who has a diaper on?”

“Just me,” he says.

I pull back the elastic of his pajama pants and he reacts involuntarily, hands reaching down to stop me from checking his diaper.

“How come you don’t want me to pull your pants down, baby?” I whisper in his ear.

“I—uh—I don’t know,” he says. He isn’t looking at me but I can feel heat coming off his neck and ears. I lean my head on his shoulder and glance at his expression. He looks ready to die of embarrassment.

“It’s just me here, honey. Nobody is going to hear you. Nobody else is going to see your diaper. And have I ever judged anything you’ve done?”

He shakes his head.

“No, that’s right, I haven’t. Put your hands on mine, okay? Like this.” I place his left hand on the back of my left hand and he takes initiative and places his right hand over my right hand. And then we both ease down the elastic waistband of his pajama pants, enough to see a very, very wet diaper peek out.

“Would it feel good if I touched it, honey?” I ask. His left hand slips up to his mouth and he bites his finger. He nods.

“Where? Show me where.” He pulls my right hand down into his pants and I start to rub his diaper, squeezing it. “That’s really heavy, I say. You had to go a lot, huh? Should we change you?”

He shakes his head.

“No change? Why not, baby? Ohh, do you want me to keep petting you?”

“Don’t stop,” he says. Now both of his hands are up by his face. “D-don’t stop.” His breath is getting shaky. He shifts his hips, diaper crinkling. I start to rub him faster and he’s grinding against my hand, and getting it’s damp from his pee soaking through the material. He’s so cute like this, whining and blushing, and I can’t resist kissing his neck over and over. “Mama, I’m going to—“ He arches his back, squirming like crazy on my lap.

“Aww, did you have another accident in your diaper?” I ask him, pushing him gently down onto the couch and climbing on top of him, one elbow on either side of his body. He nods shakily. I settle on the couch behind him and wrap my arms around him again, pulling him very close to me. “Handsome, smelly baby. Do you want a change now?”

He shakes his head. “Uh-uh. Can I just have five more minutes like this?”

“What, do you like wearing a smelly, sticky, used diaper? Huh, baby?”

“Mmmmm…maybe…”

“And you like me holding you?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Okay, we can stay like this for five minutes. And then you’re getting a change.”

"Here, boy!" Like I'm giving a dog a treat but it's just my pussy

Natural married diaper intimacy 🔥💦👇🏻

Not physically possible to get any closer but still desperately pressing my face into her cunt because it’s not enough.