Aaron Fisher was an average man. He was five-foot-ten, a buck ninety, and had a decent bit of muscle tone - especially for a guy who never actually went to the gym. How he'd scored a super sexy wife like Helen, no one could fathom. Helen Fisher was a bombshell. Five six, almost perfect hourglass figure, all natural 32 D-cup breasts, a tight round ass so fir...
I always enjoyed the nights when my husband was out. It was pure relaxing bliss -- I could do whatever I felt like, lounge about in whatever (lack of) clothing suits me, masturbate as much as I want, watch whatever kind of porn I want, anything. Meanwhile I know he's away getting something he needs. It wasn't always like this. He used to be very pushy in be...
This story contains themes of: anal, watersports (piss), enemas, medical fetish, diapers (non-ABDL, piss only), lactation, oral sex (M&F), anal fisting, gay male sex, MMF threesome. This is part 2 in an ongoing series. This installment includes my other fetish of diapers (non-ABDL, piss only), so if that is not your thing, skip those parts. ______________...
*All parties are over the age of 18, story features gay incest, pissing, and diaper play.* The alarm blared to life, announcing 7am. James moaned and rolled over to hit the button that would make the terrible noise stop. He stretched out, popping the stiffness out of his joints and causing a crinkling noise. He looked down and smiled at the adult diaper tha...
Aaron laid flat on the bed in nothing but his soaked pink diaper. A blue cotton towel rested under him, protecting the sheets from his dampness. Helen was digging in the closet again. The memories of his accident at work ran through his mind. He couldn't believe that had happened. It still felt like a dream. And what the hell was up with Addison? Helen sudd...
Miss Hunt returned a short while later still dressed in her panties and garterbelt. "What have you been up to diaperboy?" she asked with a big smile. "I uh.. nothing really MMMMommy," was all I could manage. My diaper was really full and she was sure to notice rather quickly what I had been up to. "Have you noticed all the mirrors in this room?" she asked...
My wife/Mistress, Heather and I had over the years developed a large repetoire of ways of playing together, with me, of course, always in a submissive role. One of our favorites was her as Mommy and me as her obedient little sissy boy. What a delightful combination of humiliation and safety it created in me. However, as frequently was the case, she had deci...
My parents had left town for the week and I meant to have alot of fun. Little did I know where that fun would be found. I had been home for most of the summer after my first year of college and I was a little tired of some of my parents house rules. It wasn't that they were outrageous, they just made me feel like a little child. They wanted to always know...
I had been kneeling in front of Ms. Panington for some time as she finished her breakfast of omelet, bacon, toast, and orange juice. My mind was firing in a confused fashion and I was unsure which of many thoughts, feelings, and impulses to pay attention to, and which to ignore. Fight or flight was quite pronounced and I contemplated getting up then and ther...
The following day was Saturday and both of the newly weds, Angie and Peter, were scheduled to be working at the Replete Café. Peter had tried to enquire from Angie as to what had happened the previous day but she seemed embarrassed so he did not press for the details. As they were about to leave the apartment to walk to work, Minnie poked her head around the...