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Hawaiian Fun

Wednesday, June 24th, 2009

You asked us about how we got interested in erotic activities and
also our special fondness for exhibitionistic and voyeuristic
fun, so we thought that I should tell you about one of our trips
to Hawaii that got us started.

Although we live in and were both raised in an extremely
conservative environment, we had always shared a strong curiosity
about erotic things, activities and ideas.

On our vacations, away from home, we always bought and read as
many of the sexy and erotic magazines and books as we could find
and we had gone together to the first X rated movie either of us
had ever seen. This got us started thinking and talking about
all the possibilities, from teasing to swapping, and I guess we
discussed and imagined together nearly every type of possibility.
We had reached the point of agreeing that neither of us would
take any underwear with us on vacation, and we had enjoyed B’s
wearing of flimsy tops that showed-off her tits and,
particularly, her rather large and hard nipples. We were also
sure that, on several “accidental” occasions, guys had gotten a
glimpse of her bare pussy.

Our interest seemed to wane for a while until we happened to see
the movie EMMANUELLE about 6 weeks before we went to Hawaii in a
January. The movie had gotten our juices flowing again and when
we arrived in Honolulu and were waiting for a cab, I bought a
stack of erotic magazines, including one that we had not seen
before. After we got to the hotel room and got unpacked, I was
waiting for B to shower and began to look at the magazines. The
copy of the new magazine with personal ads from couples and
singles caught my eye and when I started to read some of the
personal ads, I really got a hard-on. Just looking at the photos
of all the “average” women and couples and reading their ads had
turned me on tremendously. When B came out and saw me lying
there on the bed sporting as big a hard-on as I have ever had,
she immediately wanted to know what had excited me so much. I
told her to read a few of the ads and see what she thought while
I showered. Well, by the time I had showered, there she was on
the bed playing with a very wet pussy while she was reading the
ads.

We were both starving, so we decided to take our wet pussy and
still semi-hard cock off to dinner and come back to finish the
ads later. B dressed in a real see-through dress that hardly hid
anything. All through dinner, we renewed our erotic discussion
and fantasies and we were really enjoying the way our waiter paid
particular attention to B and her nearly exposed tits. Looking
at the highly lighted base of the salad bar, I dared her to go
back and stand in front of one of the lights with her legs spread
apart for a minute. She went right over and stood there like she
couldn’t decide what she wanted while every eye in the room could
literally see the hair on her pussy between her spread legs as
outlined by the bright light. After she returned and I told her
how good she had looked, we could hardly wait to finish and get
back to the room.

We giggled all the way to the room and as soon as we were inside
the door, we quickly got undressed and got on the bed. B grabbed
the magazine and began reading the ads out loud to me. I was
getting so hot that I got up to look out the window and perhaps
cool off; and, as I was standing there, I caught the glimpse of
some movement in the room slightly below us in the hotel across
the way. I always carry small binoculars, so I got them out and
found to my enjoyment that there was a young oriental couple,
totally naked, on the bed, kissing and touching each other.
Before long, they engaged in 69 and I called B over to look. By
now, I was so horny I could hardly stand it so I slipped my cock
into B’s wet and hot pussy from behind as she bent over to look
through the binoculars. We had our first of many orgasms then
and several more through the night as we watched the couple suck
and fuck, and also as we read and looked at the rest of the
personal ads and sucked and played with each other.

The next day on the beach, we could hardly talk about anything
else and after a few drinks through the afternoon, we were ready
to go back to the room and freshen-up. Unlike her usual closing
of the drapes, B stood right in front of the window and took off
her suit and stretched and posed. She asked me to come by the
side of the window and look with the binoculars to see if anyone
was watching her. I could see one couple and two older men who
could see her. One of the men went in and came out with his own
glasses and I could see him playing with himself as he watched
her. The couple and the other man just stared. I got really
horny so I took off my suit and came up behind her and grabbed
her tits and pulled her over to the bed and we fucked like crazy,
thinking that the people could see us. (Later, we determined
that those people probably could not actually see that far into
the room from where they were).

We were hungry again, so we went down to another place…no
bright lights though …to have a few drinks and eat. We talked
about the erotic fun we were having and how we hoped that we
could watch the same couple or perhaps even others either naked
or having sex later that night. B admitted that she had really
been turned on by the fact that others might be able to see her
naked and promised me then to never close the drapes in our hotel
or motel again. She has kept that promise, although when we are
in a motel where people can walk right by the window, we can only
…End of the part1. To be continued..

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part3

Wednesday, May 13th, 2009

else? What are you, an idiot? “She just left, I think. Man, you really missed

it… She was truly butterscotch.” “Butterscotch” was our term for a seriously

hot woman. “Aw, too bad. I have a customer, I have to go. But don’t forget to

make a closing announcement in a couple of minutes.” Crap, I thought, as I

glanced at a clock and realized the time. The store would be closing in twenty

minutes. “No problem,” I said, and hung up. Fortunately, I’d finished most of

the closing procedures and had little to do before making the closing calls. It

was a few minutes early, but I went ahead and made the 15-minute announcement.

Halfway through, she reappeared, walking towards me and smiling. As I hung up,

she leaned forward on the desk again. “You have a beautiful voice,” she said,

biting her finger. I leaned forward again, and my nose caught the unmistakable

scent of a woman’s sex. I tried to suppress a grin and failed. She just smiled

and sucked on her index finger. “You really like being looked at, huh? It turns

you on that much?” I asked quietly. “Yeah, it does. Especially when cute guys

are staring… The kind I like staring at myself.” The full-bore force of her

look hit me like a baseball bat. “Aw, give me a break… I’m not all –” “Shhhh.”

She brought her finger to my lips. It was all I could do not to close my eyes

and suck her finger into my mouth. It reeked of her juices, and smelled divine.

“Don’t get uptight about it, just accept it for what it is. There’s lots of cute

guys around, but you’re interesting. And cute plus interesting, to me, equals

sexy.” My erection pulsed again as she stood up and twirled on one foot, her

skirt flying up just a bit. “Do you think I’m sexy? Or just pretty?” I closed

my mouth again. “Oh, I would definitely have to say you’re sexy. Very.” She

grinned and twirled again. “Very, very.” “Well,” she said, dropping into a split

on the floor, “do you like looking at sexy girls?” I nodded vigorously. She ran

her hands up one leg. “Do you just like to look? Or do you like other things,

too?” Her fingertips reached the hem of her skirt again, and teasingly brushed

it upwards. “I like all kinds of things,” I stammered. “But I like everything

about you.” Over the intercom I heard Jeff do the ten minute announcement in an

annoyed voice. “We’re closing in just a few minutes,” I said. “All good things

come to an end.” “Do they?” she said absentmindedly, as she brushed the skirt up

another bit. “Do they have to?” She looked up at me. “Nope, no way, uh-uh,” I

blurted. She laughed. “You don’t have girls flirt with you very often, do you?

Do you like it?” “I like it a lot. But I’ve never had anyone flirt with me like

you. You’re incredible.” She smiled and pulled the skirt up a bit more, bringing

her leg around. Now her panties were fully visible; I could make out her lips

through the thin material — was that moisture I saw there? For several seconds,

maybe minutes, my eyes traced the contours of those beautiful panties. But then

she stood up and leaned over to me again. “Thank you,” she said. “Now, any old

fart can look down my dress and get a thrill,” she said, touching the front of my

shirt. “But some guys I let see a little more. Some guys I let actually do

something. Maybe they can touch me…” She ran a finger over the back of my

hand; her touch was electric. “Maybe I can touch them… But that’s maybe,” she

said harshly, and she pinched my hand, hard. I grimaced…but nodded. “Maybe,

if you’re a good boy… But we’ll have to see.” She looked around. “Who checks

the bathrooms?” I startled, then replied, “Anybody who volunteers… I’ll do it.”

She grinned. “Okay… I’ll be the one you have to drag out, then. I’ll see you

in a few minutes.” She leaned forward and kissed me, easing her tongue into my

mouth with a luscious swirl I lost myself in, and then she was gone, strutting

towards the restrooms. I quickly made a five minute announcement, then walked

around the back of the store looking for stragglers. I found two, encouraged

them to find what they were looking for and buy it, and gradually made the

rounds, arriving at the other information desk. Jeff was hunched over a magazine.

“Are we clear yet?” “Almost. There’s two over in art; I think they’re hunting

for naked pictures.” “That’s always fun. I’ll go check the –” “No, I’ll do it,

I’m on my way,” I interrupted, moving to the restroom. I checked the men’s room

first and found it empty, then knocked on the women’s room door. “Anyone in

there? It’s time to go,” I said. I heard a slight giggle, and my curiosity (and

my cock) told me to go in, so I did. Opening the first two doors, I found them

empty, but in the third stall she sat on the toilet, one leg on the handicapped

bar and one on the floor. Her fingers were moving in and out of her bare pussy;

I could hear them slurping slightly as she did it, staring right into my eyes and

smiling. I stood there and stared as she masturbated, bringing her other hand to

rub her clitoris. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at me. “Time to go?” she

finally asked. “Yep.” I didn’t move. She dropped her leg to the floor, and

grabbed her panties. With her legs wide open and still looking me in the eye,

she wiped her panties over her sex, even pushing part of it into her before

standing, walking to me and placing them in my hand. “I’ll be back to see you

soon,” she said. She pushed her body into mine; I felt her breasts rub

delightfully against me, and smelled her heavenly aroma. She looked fetchingly

up at me again. “But not tonight. I have things to do tonight, okay?” “Alright,

but come back soon, okay? I’ll be good, I promise.” “Of course you will, if you

ever want any of this,” she said, moving my hand to her crotch. It was hot and

wet, and I instantly moved a finger inside of her. She shuddered, but pushed me

away. “I’ll see you,” she said, and pushed past me and out the door. I almost

ran after her, but realized I had her panties in my hand. I quickly shoved them

in my pocket and ran after her, but she was out the front door. Jeff approached

behind me. “Damn, was that the chick you were talking about? Man, she was

fine.” “Yeah,” I nodded stupidly. “Yeah.”

part2

Tuesday, May 12th, 2009

ever so slightly. “Guys stare, it’s what guys do when they see something they

like, right? Believe me, I know…” She was looking me straight in the eye, and

I felt like a bug on a windshield. But I bit the bullet; what the hell. “Yes, I

was looking. You are…” I groped for a word as her smile widened. “…very

pretty.” Her eyes widened. “Pretty? Well, thank you, Jack. You’re not too bad

yourself.” She turned again and bent over at the waist, reaching for something

on the ground. My gaze was traveling up her legs when I caught her looking at me

and grinning. “Yes, you’re very pretty.” I was totally losing my grip, and I

started babbling. “Yeah, I remember you and your friends… Me and my coworker

were looking at all of you, but I was mostly looking at you.” She straightened

and resumed her perch. “Uh huh. Don’t you think it’s, like, wrong to look at

women that way? We’re not objects, you know.” Her smile was so fetching, a

beauty to behold. Some women turn and hide their grins, and some are more bold,

but she took the cake. Her smile was a tiger trap I would have gladly put my

head into. I frowned. “True, true. But sometimes you ladies seem to want us to

look, right? Like you said, you know when guys stare at you. Obviously you like

it.” “Uh huh. I do like it. I like it a lot.” She squirmed a bit, rubbing her

legs together. “Sometimes I think I like it too much…” Mimicking her pose on

the desk, I bent forward and matched her conspiratorial tone. “What do you

mean?” “Well…” She bit her lip. “Sometimes when I get guys to look at me, I

get really turned on…” She paused. I didn’t say a word. “Sometimes I can’t

wait to touch myself. I mean, I can’t wait until I get home… Sometimes I find

a place where I can get away with it, and go ahead and do it.” “…Like where?” I

prodded. “Well, like the other night when my girlfriends and I were here… This

older guy was near me in a row of books, and he was holding this book like he was

reading it, but really he was looking at me… I was squatting down to look at

the lowest shelf, and he was looking down my dress at my tits.” My erection,

noticbly pushing against the front of my pants, pulsed at her words. I bent over

further, hoping to disguise the bulge, but she couldn’t see from where she was

and continued. “So, he’s doing this pathetic job of pretending to read, I mean

really staring, and I glance over and see his dick get hard. I mean, he was

really showing. So I stood up and made to go by him, and I ‘accidentally’

brushed my hand against his crotch. I looked up at him really sweetly and said I

was so sorry, and he practically bolted. I mean, I got this old fart all hot and

bothered –” She squirmed again. “–and that got *me* hot and bothered.” She

stood up and moved away from the desk a bit. “All he wanted, right then, was to

lift my dress…or this skirt…” She paused as she touched the hem of her skirt.

My eyes were glued to her fingers as she lifted it slightly. “…rip off my

panties…” I could see the barest hint of white panties. “…and fuck the shit

out of me.” I bit my lip. My dick was a steel rod, poking painfully into the

front of the desk. My brain wasn’t taking any calls, and my eyes were glued to

the gorgeous woman exposing herself. Suddenly she dropped the skirt and grinned.

“I’ll be right back,” she blurted. She turned and walked quickly towards the

restrooms. Realizing my mouth was open, I closed it and shook myself. What the

hell was going on here? Surely this couldn’t be legit. Was this some bizarre

trick by management to get me fired? Was this some weird setup by my roommate to

get a laugh? Thinking fast, I dialed my buddy Jeff, stationed at the other

information desk across the store. When he answered I spoke fast. “Did you see

that gorgeous redhead in the blue shirt and plaid skirt?” “No, I didn’t… Where

is she?” Wait a minute, my brain screamed. You want to share this with someone

…End of the part2. To be continued..

Kate and Linda left the mall and decided to drive downtown and see part3

Friday, May 8th, 2009

forced the ejaculate up and out. His palm filled.

By the time he finished spurting, Roger had joined the spillage going
on, spraying one wicked stream over Linda’s shoulder before he could
position correctly and direct the outpourings of his arousal where it was
directed. The two men panted and groaned at the release, sweat pouring off
their trim bodies. Kate felt a small trickle of sperm slid down over her
eyebrow and drop to her cheek. Finally, the three men stood, palms cupped
with their offerings, rapidly shrinking cocks dwindling.

“Now what the fuck are you gonna do?” inquired Roger. “Make us stand
here with cum all over our hands?”

“No, silly. We’re gonna drink it all down like little birdies!” rejoined
Linda. The men looked at her, mystified. As if to respond, she lay down
slowly on the tossed clothes, and motioned for Kate to join her. Kate did
so, until their heads were right next to each others, legs pointing in
opposite directions. “Now, come over here, move your hands to just over our
faces, and open up!” Roger moved over to her and knelt down next to her
head. Bob came to the top of her head, and Jack went next to Kate. The two
women opened their mouths and wiggled their tongues nastily.

“Ok, guys, let ‘er rip!”

The men slowly opened their cupped palms. A stream of sperm dropped out,
like a warm white shower, dripping quickly into Linda’s open mouth. Kate
was also inundated with the semen, feeling it drip slowly into her face. On
and on the shower continued, line after line, huge dollop after huge dollop
of sperm adhering to the law of gravity and dropping from the mens’ hands
into the faces and open, awaiting mouths, of the bare chested women below
them. As they finished, the men moved their hands down, allowing the women
to lick and cleanse their palms. Kate squished the sperm around in her
mouth. She had gotten just about all of Jack’s, a good bit of Bob’s and even
a drop of two of Roger’s ejaculation. Linda had captured most of Roger’s,
the rest of Bob’s and a few drops of Jacks. Share and share alike, she
thought. She too swirled the captured cum around her cheeks and over her
teeth, enjoying the sensuous feel of the slightly sticky, salty sauce.
Finally she swallowed, feeling the mass slide down her throat. Looking over,
she noticed Kate had just done the same. The two women kissed, spearing
their spermy tongues into each other’s mouths, rubbing lips and tits as they
shared the men’s sperm. Kate reached down and rubbed her overheated crotch,
feeling the orgasm begin and rapidly explode all through her body,
shuddering with it’s force. Linda squealed and quivered the same as her own
fingers brought the climax to her.

The women lay next to each other for a few moments, feeling the men
stroke their bodies and glow in the pleasure. Finally, Linda sat up, and
said “I bet you never had that happen before, did you?” The men shook their
heads in disbelief.

Later, while driving home, Kate and Linda discussed their newfound
fascination with semen.

“I don’t know what it is about me, I’ve just gotten to really enjoy the
taste and texture of cum. It’s different than almost anything else I’ve ever
tasted!” said Linda, calmly.

Kate agreed. “I know what you mean, it’s strange. Some women, and men,
for that matter, might think this is really gross or something, but I
suppose when you think about it, it’s not really all that bad. I mean, hell,
what is sperm anyway? Ninety-eight percent water. A few million little sperm
cells wiggling around, to small to see without a microscope. And some other
fluid and sugars and stuff. Big deal. But to think that we’re doing
something that is really different, well that turns me on like crazy!”

“Yeah, just the feeling of that slippery, kinda sticky juice on my body
is sexy. And I love to watch a man come, it’s very intense, they way they
screw up their faces and groan and moan. I wonder if it feels anything like
when we girls have an orgasm.”

“I don’t know. I kinda think that a man’s orgasm is centered around his
cock, where mine feel like their going all over my body. I suppose it’s all
in your head anyway, but it’s gotta be good for them too, right? Or else
they wouldn’t be so horny all the time!” Kate laughed.

“You got it, babe,” Linda joked along with her. “Hey, tonight let’s see
if we can get our golfed out husbands to donate a little squirt or too for
us, and compare notes tomorrow, eh?”

Kate agreed.
.
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.

The next day, Linda’s husband came over to watch a baseball game at
Kate’s house, so Kate excused herself and went to see Linda. She had a
wonderful time the night before, and wanted to hear all about Linda’s
evening too. When she got to Linda’s house, the two women grabbed a bottle
of wine, two glasses, and sat out on the covered porch behind the house.

“Well, honey, how’d you do last night? You have a certain glow about
you, I take it you got lucky?” asked Linda breathlessly.

“Well, if you count about 30 orgasms as lucky, I guess you could say
that!”

“Jeesus! What’d you do, invite over the Hell’s Angels or something?”
quizzed Linda.

“Oh, no, not this time. I got Rog all hot and bothered by walking around
in a short nighty, and managed to get him upstairs. We took a nice hot bath
together, and then we went to bed. I told him I’d really like for him to eat
me for a while, and promised to return the favor. Well, he got into it right
away. He kissed me real hard and deep, and then he just kinda moved down my
body, kissing my boobies and sticking his tongue in my belly-button on the
way down. Then he moved around and pushed my knees apart, and just leaned
right down in my pussy. He breathed on it really warm for a few seconds,
then put his tongue on my clit and started to suck it in. He twiddled it
with the tip of his tongue, and then slid one finger up in me. It felt
GREAT! Then he began sliding his tongue up and down the lips of my pussy,
kissing and sucking at them like he hadn’t eaten in days. He was gently
pushing his finger in and out of my hole, rubbing the inside really great.
Then he must have found my G-spot ’cause all of a sudden I started cumming
over and over again. He knew he had me, and kept licking and sucking and
pulling on my clit and squeezing my G-spot. I must have cum for three solid
minutes, I finally had to push him away because I got so sensitive I
couldn’t stand it anymore. He sat up with that shit-eating grin of his on
his face, then lay down next to me and held me for the longest time, I just
lay there and gasped like a race horse after the Kentucky Derby.”

“WOW! That sound’s really good. Then what, did you do him?” Linda asked
excitedly.

“Well, yeah. I wanted to pay him back for the great time he’d given me,
so after I got my breath back, I rolled him over on his back. His cock was
just semi-hard, so I put my hand around it and started to slowly stroke it
back and forth, kissing him and telling him how great he was. He ate it up.
He started pumping his hips back and forth, moving his cock through my hand.
Then I put my head on his stomach and stuck my tongue out, letting the tip
of his cock touch it each time he came though. Gradually I let more and more
of it go into my mouth and moved my hand away. After a few minutes, he was
stroking all the way into my mouth and to the back of my throat. I made sure
I had plenty of spit and kept him nice and wet and slippery. Every now and
then I’d bite down real gently on him, and let him pull back through my
teeth. He had his hands on the back of my head, sometimes moving my head
back and forth on his cock, sometimes just holding me and fucking in and out
of my mouth with his beautiful cock. I could taste some pre-cum leaking out
of him, and didn’t want to have him shoot off too fast, so after a few
minutes, I stopped. I told him I wanted him to watch what I was doing, so
we switched positions a bit. I sat up, and rested against the headboard and
a couple of pillows, and I made him come up and straddle my chest. I pushed
my boobs together and he slid his cock back and forth between them for a
bit. That was fun, I really like the feeling of his cock between my breasts.
Then I pulled him up and let him put his penis right into my mouth. He was
looking down at me, and I was looking up at him, and it was adorable. He
looked just like a little baby, with his eyes closed and a dreamy sort of
look on his face.”

“Then I told him I wanted him to cum right in my mouth and down my
throat. He was getting really near, so I pulled him out of my mouth. I
opened up as wide as I could, and just pulled his cock back and forth. I
felt him begin to tremble, then he said ‘watch out, honey, here I cum’ and
then he did. Boy, did he cum! The first shot went straight into my mouth,
luckily I didn’t choke on it or anything. Then he went off again, and this
one went into my mouth too, but a little bit of it hit my upper lip. Roger
must have been storing it up for a week, because I had to close my mouth and
swallow, and just as I did, he shot off again. Well, my mouth was closed, so
it hit me right between the lips and dribbled down over my chin. That felt
so neat I closed my eyes and he shot again, this time it hit my cheek and
jaw. I can remember the feeling even now, it was so crazy and kinky and sexy
feeling these little spurts of hot liquid hit my face. All in all he must
have shot seven or eight streams of cum onto my face, and as he slowed down
I put his cock back in my mouth and sucked the last bits out and swallowed
them. It was SOOOO GREAT!! I’m laying there all sweaty and gasping, with
Roger’s cum all over my face, and he’s holding on to the headboard above me
and shaking and shuddering like someone possessed. I kept his cock in my
mouth for a couple of minutes, just kinda nursing on it like a baby on a
tit. I could feel the cum cooling and drying on my face, and I started to
rub it in. But he grabbed my hand and told me to wait, he just wanted to
look at me like that. So I stopped, and we just stared into each other’s
eyes for a minute or so. Then the goddam phone rang! I nearly jumped out of
my skin. You know how it is after you have a hot and heavy session like
that, you get all relaxed and calmed down and you’re half asleep. So I
jumped, and managed to answer the phone. It was my mother, of all things! I
couldn’t just tell her to call back, so she has me on the phone talking
about her neighbors and all this other gossip and stuff, and I’m lying there
talking back to her with my husband’s semen all over my face! It was wild!
Roger started massaging it into my face while I’m talking, and that nearly
set me off again. I started giggling and groaning, and Mom asked me what the
heck was the matter. Well, I couldn’t exactly tell her that Roger was wiping
all his cum off my face, now could I? I finally got her off the phone, and
Roger and I rubbed his cum into my face and boobs and all, then we fell
asleep. I woke up this morning with it all caked and dry on me, but it felt
good anyway. So that’s my story. What about you?”

Archive-name: Fetish/cd3.txt
Archive-author: Jazzbo Brown
Archive-title: Cum Drinkers, The – 3

Kate and Linda left the mall and decided to drive downtown and see

Wednesday, May 6th, 2009

‘what kind of trouble they might be able to get into’, as Linda laughingly
called it. Kate was still buzzed about her momentous affair at the
restaurant, and idly rubbed her crotch through the short skirt she had on.

“God, I’d love to be able to finger myself right now..” she murmured as
Linda merged her car onto the expressway into town.

“Well, hell, go ahead, darling, I won’t tell!” grinned Linda. Kate
looked at her with a gleam in her eyes. She pulled up on the hem of the
skirt until her white pantied crotch came into view, then hunched down on
the seat. She lifted her hips off the seat and pulled the crotch of her
panties away until Linda could see the pink lips of her pussy peek out. Kate
kept her bush trimmed away quite a bit, and Linda loved the sight of the
glistening feminine lips. Kate moistened her index finger in her mouth and
slowly wormed it up into her canal, closing her eyes and moaning softly as
she did. She tweaked her clitoris as she slowly moved her finger in and out
of her now-moist vulva.

“oh god this feels sooooo good” she breathed heavily. She continued
massaging her mons and twisting first one, then two, then three fingers up
into her depths. Suddenly she cried out softly, arched her hips up off the
seat, and whimpered ‘cumming cumming cumming….’ through clenched lips and
closed eyes. Linda smiled as her friend slumped back down onto the seat and
sighed heavily.

Kate was awakened from her reverie by a honk from just outside her
window. She abruptly sat up and looked out, straight into the face of the
driver of a van who had pulled up to their right and, from all appearances,
had watched the entire performance. He grinned at Kate, gave her the ‘thumbs
up’ signal, and slowly passed their car. Kate just smiled at him and nodded.

The women soon found themselves in the business district of town, an
area decorated with fashionable high-rise office buildings and chic shops,
with the usual scattered crowd of weekend tourists and natives about. Linda
parked her car in an underground lot near a large plaza, and the two women
walked up into the bright sunshine of the late afternoon.

“So, whatdaya want to do?” inquired Kate, grinning impishly.

“I don’t know, let’s just wander around and see what comes up!” returned
Linda, smiling back at her friend. Both women were dressed to kill. Kate had
on a short white skirt with a wide belt and a knit halter top, which showed
the upper slopes of her breasts in alluring detail. Her long legs were skin-
bare, but she had on daring high heels of black leather. Linda was more
coyishly dressed, in skin-tight blue jeans and a sweater. Neither women wore
a bra. They attracted many glances and outright stares from men as they
wandered aimlessly around the plaza, stopping to dip their fingers in the
fountain and pat their flushed cheeks with wet hands. They sat for a moment
on the lip of a large fountained pool.

“Watch this.” Linda whispered to Kate. They say three good looking men
walking their way, dressed in jogging shorts. “I’m gonna give these guys the
treat of the day..” Kate watched spellbound as Linda pulled down the
cleavage of her sweater with one long fingernail. She glanced back at the
men. All three seemed to see it at the same time. Linda’s finger pulled the
sweater material down, down, down, until it would stretch no more. Then she
pulled the side of the cloth away, completely exposing one full breast. She
licked one finger and rubbed it over her stiff nipple. Linda looked up at
the men as they tried to walk inconspicuously closer. She caught one’s eye.
Winked. Kate looked at them and blushed furiously.

“Hi, guys. Sure is warm here in the sun, isn’t it?” Linda asked boldly.
The men walked closer. This was something they’d never expected when they
left wives and girlfriends to jog around downtown. Here were two incredibly
beautiful women, obviously not hookers, and one was fully exposing her
breast to them. One man looked around nervously.

“Jeeze, lady, what’re you tryin’ to do, get arrested or something? What
if a cop sees you?”

“I don’t see any around, besides, by the time he got here, I’d just
cover up again and say he must have been mistaken. You’d back me up,
wouldn’t you?” Linda responded, dropping into her ‘little girl lost’ voice
towards the end.

“Um, gee, sure, sure, yeah…”

“Ok, so let’s get right down to business. How would you guys like a
little entertainment for a while?”

“What do you mean? We’re not interested in pay-”

“Who said anything about money? We’re just a couple of horny gals, and
we’d like to kill an hour or two getting our chimes rung. How about it?”
Kate looked at Linda incredulously. Here she was, in the middle of downtown,
in the middle of the day, propositioning three men for sex!! “My friend here
is all tensed up, aren’t you honey” she finished, looking at Kate. Kate
just looked back at the three men blankly, then nodded her head slowly. This
was SO strange! But a delicious thrill ran through her. This was adventurous
sex, dangerous sex, sex with a stranger. She’d never dreamed of it.

Linda stood up and motioned for the men to follow her. Kate dropped in
behind them.

“I’m Jack, this is Bob, and the tall one’s Roger” spoke up one man. Kate
was about to blurt out their names when Linda turned and cut her off.

“I’m Gina, and this is Eva” she said conspiratorially, arching one
eyebrow at a bewildered Kate. Linda led them into a luckily unsecured office
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Jism Eaters part3

Tuesday, April 7th, 2009

being treated, she found herself beginning to respond. The boy reached down
and began massaging her nipple, gently but firmly. Kate was a bit suprised.
She looked up at him. ‘He is kinda cute…’ she thought. Her mouth opened
of its’ own accord. The cock head tipped past her lips and slid over her
tongue. It hardened almost immediately and the boy groaned. He pumped in and
out no more than 10 times, then abruptly pulled away with a groan.

“Oh god I gotta stop or I’ll fuck her right here.” He pulled back from
a gasping Kate, letting his overheated cock cool down. He stepped to Kate’s
right, and offered the cock to Linda. She looked at Kate, then turned to
face the boy.

“Ok, you fuckers. If this is what you want, then this is what you’ll
get. But let me tell you one thing, I’m gonnna fuck the living shit out of
each and every one of you assholes here, then I’m gonna walk out of this
place and fuck you all forever.” Her manner didn’t faze the cock staring her
in the face. He shoved. She opened. Kate turned to face another cock.

After seven penises had introduced themselves to Kate’s lips and teeth,
she faced a furry female bush. She had no choice but to lean forward and
tongue the slit being held open for her. The girl groaned in pleasure as
Kate’s tongue found her clit.

“Oh fuck, she knows where to go, she knows…” groaned the girl.

‘Of course I do, I’m a woman like you’ Kate thought to herself.

After swabbing up and down the slit, which tasted suspiciously salty to
Kate several times, the girl moved across to Linda. Kate took this time to
turn to her friend and question with her eyes. Linda looked back fiercely,
not beaten or humbled.

Linda bent to the pussy in her face. As the girl held it open, she saw
the pearly drop of cum start to slide out. “Shit, girl, you’ve got cum in
your pussy!” she started to say. She looked up at the young blonde, who
simply winked back at her. Linda bent to the task. Kate thought to herself
that the pussy had tasted a bit familiar.

“Yeah, Bobby and I had a quick fuck a few minutes before we found you,
and now you get sloppy seconds. HA HA HA.” the young girl laughed. “Now
clean me out, douche-bag!” Linda touched her tongue to the girl’s slit and
lapped up the semen that had now started to flow from the girl in force. The
more she lapped up, the more dripped and dribbled out of the girl. ‘This guy
musta cum buckets!’ Linda imagined. The sperm tasted tangy and tart to her.
It dribbled from her tongue and lips, streaking her chin as it flowed. The
girl leaned forward, grasping Linda’s head with her hands and pulled her
into her crotch, bumping her hips forward, grinding her sex into the other
woman’s face.

“Oh God yes, suck my clit, bitch, get me off…unh unh” the young woman
moaned.

Kate meanwhile had another cock thrust at her, this one large and black,
shining in the light. Kate pulled it into her mouth and sucked strongly,
beginning to get more and more aroused at the scene. She wished her hands
were free so she could reach down and play with her clit and pussy, or that
someone else would do it for her. She licked and sucked at the shaft of the
ebony prick in her mouth, tongueing around the head and feeling it glide
over her lips. All too soon, it pulled from her mouth and the black boy
moved down to Linda. Kate faced a thin, rather small cock. She opened up and
let it invade her mouth as had the one before. She held steady as the body
to which it was attached thrust forward, arching before her. Suddenly she
heard Linda choke next to her, and turned her head slightly, just in time
to see the black teen’s cock spew a load of salty sperm onto Linda’s sweaty
face. The teen jerked his cock off.

“Yeah, baby, lick that cum, ahhhhh, yes, shit I jus’ couldn’t hold it
no more.” He shot several streams of white goo against Linda’s open mouth
and lips, as she tried desperately to re-capture the organ. The first blast
had obviously caught her off-guard and caused her to choke slightly, but she
soon recovered. Cum flew into her hair and across her face in wet white
lines. The boys and girls watching cheered and guffawed to see what they
viewed as the young wife’s humiliation. Their noise quickly died, though,
as they saw her lick around her lips, trying to capture as much of the semen
splattering her face as she could.

“Holy shit, she likes it!”

“Look at her try to get it all! Goddam, that bitch is eatin’ that cum
like she ain’t had none in years…”

“Yeah, get it baby..”

Linda was moaning and groaning with suppressed pleasure. Kate figured
she was reliving the scene she had described to her from her college days
in the fraternity house where she had outlasted 30 or so college studs. As
the black teen moved away, Kate and Linda got back to the tasks at hand..er,
mouth.

Some fifteen minutes and eight cocks later, Kate got her first sperm
shower of the evening. Her smile was painted white by a tall, gangly teen
with a veiny, bulbous cock that had barely touched her lips when it sprayed
a load of hot semen into her mouth. Kate swallowed quickly, preparing for
the next stream, but the fellow pulled his cock from her lips and, tilting
her head back, jerked his cock roughly, directing the streams of sperm
across her face and into her hair. His performance brought more hoots and
catcalls from the crowd gathered around them.

The line continued to visit the two kneeling women. Every eighth or
ninth person was female, but the vast majority of the sexual organs
…End of the part3. To be continued..

The Cum Drinkers part3

Sunday, March 29th, 2009

“Yes, miss, what can I do for you today?”

“Well, I thought it might be time for a new pair of high heels, what do
you think” Linda teased, stretching her leg out and twisting and turning it,
showing off her long slim leg to great advantage.

“Um, well, I suppose so. What heel height did you have in mind, and what
size are you?”

“I’m a size seven. And I just love a four or five inch heel, don’t you?
Don’t you think it makes my ass stand out real nice?” And so saying, Linda
quickly stood and turned around, thrusting her firm ass right in the
salesman’s face. He stammered and gulped, rising quickly. Linda checked.
‘Yep, a boner. This one’s gonna be easy…’ she thought to herself.

“Just let me go check the back, see what we have.” he said, blushing.
He turned and walked through a door into the rear stock area. Turning quickly
to make sure Kate had an eye on things, she followed him back there, and shut
the door behind her.

“Hey, lady, you can’t -” his protest was cut short by Linda lifting up
her skirt.

“Like what you see, pretty boy? Well, this pussy belongs to my husband,
and he’s the only man who’ll have it anytime soon, if I have anything to say
about it. But I like your looks. Take out your cock.”

The man simply stared at her. He didn’t know what to do, and not wishing
to waste any time, Linda walked over to him, threw one arm around his neck
and kissed him full and hard on the lips.

“Ok, then I will.” she said. She bent to her knees, and rubbed the
rapidly growing bulge at the front of his pants. “Hey, feels like you’ve got
a nice one here. Let’s let it out to breath a bit.”

She slid the zipper down and fished around inside his underwear, finally
extracting a bona fide boner. It wasn’t especially large or fat, but seemed
adequate. ‘Besides’, Linda thought, ‘it isn’t going anywhere where size means
anything!’ She bent to lick at the head. The salesman groaned.

“Oh god lady, I don’t know what you came here for, but that feels good,
just keep on sucking….”

Linda stopped and looked up at him. “Honey, I want your most expensive
pair of Italian leather high heels, right now and right here. Before I go any
further.” As if to accentuate her point, Linda straightened up and smoothed
her dress back down. The salesman hurried down the aisle, finally finding the
shoes Linda demanded.

“And while you’re there, an nice pair of suede boots, too!” He grabbed
a large box from the shelves. As he walked back, Linda swept her sweater up
over her head, freeing her nicely formed breasts. The man’s eyes bugged out
and his cock twitched.

“Are these shoes waterproof?” Linda demanded.

“Ah, yes, yes, they are, as a matter of fact..” mumbled the salesman,
peering quizzically at one of the tags.

“Good. Now I’m gonna suck you, and you’re gonna love it. But, and this
is a big but, no coming in my mouth. If I taste even the tiniest drop of your
spunk before I tell you to cum, then out you go and you’ll be shooting all
over your pants. Got that?”

“Yeah, sure, I guess so.” Who wants to look a gift blow-job in the
mouth, right?

Linda sat on one of the small stools, and motioned him over. He walked
up to her, and she leaned forward and fed his still-hard cock into her mouth.
Linda prided herself on her cocksucking talents, and it wasn’t long before
she had the man groaning and moaning in pleasure. She stroked his shaft as
she mouthed the tip of his cock, wetting him down with her saliva. All the
time she sucked at him, she keep looking at him, looking for that fateful
sign of the impending orgasm.

While one hand stroked and massaged his balls, the other felt for one
of the leather shoes. Linda kept on sucking the man’s cock, dragging it into
her mouth, rolling her talented tongue around the head, squeezing the shaft
with her lips.

Finally the man started to shudder. “Oh jeesuz I’m gonna cum in a sec”
the man grunted. Linda looked up at him. She whipped his cock out of her
mouth just as she felt the vein begin to pulse, just as he closed his eyes
in ecstasy. Pumping his prick with one hand, with the other she brought the
shoe up. Aiming his cock right into the inside of the shoe, she jerked the
man to an orgasm. SPURT! SPURT! SPURT! right into the soft leather lining
of the shoe, spit his cock’s load. Linda milked him off, every drop of the
large load collecting in the heel of the shoe as she tilted it back. Finally
he was empty.

Linda looked at him. “Bet you never saw a girl do this before.” she said
calmly and quietly. Then staring him right in the face, she tilted the back
of the shoe up to her mouth, and let the entire puddle of semen flow directly
across her lips into her mouth. As the shoe emptied, Linda lifted it above
her face, letting the last few drops drip out and land with a small plop on
her cheeks and chin.

“Ummmm, my favorite. Cum ala Giorgio.” She dropped the shoe back into
the box. “I’ll take them. Don’t bother wrapping them.” He was too astounded
to say anything, but nodded his head. Linda picked up the shoes, the suede
boots, and tossing the sweater back over her head, walked back out into the
front of the store as if nothing had happened. As she walked past one elderly
matron looking at rubber-soled shoes, Linda couldn’t help herself. She slid
one finger along her cheekbone, sliding the small drops of sperm there
together until they made a noticeable shiny trail on her face. The older
woman looked at her and gaped in horror.

Linda grabbed Kate’s arm and they rushed out of the store, dissolving
in a fit of giggles and laughter like school girls.

“Well, what’d you do, tell me, tell me!” gushed Kate. Linda sat her down
at a bench a few yards down the aisle, and opened the shoe box.

“Look.” she pointed in at the large wet stain occupying the back of the
inside of one shoe. “I sucked him, and jerked him off into it. Then I drank
his cum right out of the shoe! You should have seen his face! The poor guy
doesn’t know what hit him even yet! And I got the shoes, and this pair of
boots for my troubles!”

Kate looked at her. “You know, I think I could get to like this game!”

“Honey, you ain’t seen nothin yet!” answered the flushed Linda.

A New Beginning part3

Thursday, March 26th, 2009

loved it.

As they drifted off to sleep, Ann turned on John’s headset, then her own,
and they both slept soundly, deeply, letting their subconscious minds
absorb the pleasures of their new roles.

Tomorrow would see another small phase in the growth of their relationship,
until Dr. Whetmore took them to the next platform.

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A New Day Dawns

Ann was awakened to the warm wetness of John’s overflowing diapers. He’d
wet so heavily during the night he’d supersaturated the diapers, leaking at
the pantlegs and wetting the changing pad and the bed. His loud sucking had
also served to wake her, and she gently pulled his thumb from his mouth and
gave him the remainder of his bottle from last night.

Obviously he’d taken the one bottle and drained it himself during the
night, while she slept, and started the second before going to sleep again.
At any rate, he sure was wet. She’d try a little test and see how he felt
about it.

As John finished the bottle, he seemed to wake himself, and Ann said “Well
sleepy head, you sure slept soundly last night. How’s it feel to wake in
pissy diapers, like a little baby.”

To her surprise, John said “Mmmmm, it feels real nice. It’s so nice and
warm and make me feel peaceful. Thank you for helping me Ann. I know I can
be a good baby for you.”

Ann smiled, then said “Well pissy pants, time to get you up, changed and
then off to work. You’ve still got a job to do and you can’t stay in those
sopping diapers all day or you’ll get a horrible rash. Off you go to the
shower.

I’ll have to think of something different for tonite, so I don’t wind up
sleeping in a puddle too. One bedwetter in the family is bad enough,
especially one who wets as heavily as you do. Now off with you.”

John swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, then almost fell
down as quickly as he’d gotten up. “Jeez, these diapers must have a couple
gallons of pee in them. They weigh a ton. Can’t you change me here, then
we’ll figure what to do ?”

“No way. You’re too wet to be changed here. Besides you’re still a grown
man, even if you do need diapers, so you get into the shower any way you
can. Crawl if you have to, but move it !!”

Obediently John tried again, but found there was no way he could walk with
the sodden mass between his legs. Crawl he did. Just like a little baby,
only with the heavy sodden diapers he even had trouble crawling.

Ann laughed at the sight of her 33 year old husband crawling to the shower,
in soaking, sodden diapers and then remembered the locking pins. As she
heard John get into the tub enclosure, then yell “I can’t get these off.
Can you help me please Ann ??” she started to laugh, kind of sneeringly and
said “That’s no way for a good baby to talk. Ask me nicely in a sweet baby
voice to please change your pissy diapers, and I’ll consider it.”

Reluctantly John started asking and eventually satisfied Ann by saying
“Pweez momma change pissy baby Johnny’s pissy baby diapers. Pweez momma.”
and Ann laughingly released the diaper pins letting the sodden diaper fall
to John’s feet.

After his shower, John came out to get ready for work. Instead of his
regular briefs, Ann had laid out a pair of thick, terry cloth pants, kind
of like trainer soakers toddlers wear while being toilet trained. John
yelled down to Ann “Hon these aren’t what I wear to work, what gives ???”

His baby personna was receding as he got ready for a day at the office, and
the idea of wearing baby training panties was repulsive. Sure he needed
diapers at night time, since he was such a heavy bedwetter, but training
pants during the day, no way.

Ann shouted up sternly, “Ok Mr. Pissy pants. You may think you’re all grown
up, but the evidence against you is in the washer now, or did you already
forget the condition of your diapers half an hour ago. Now I want you in
those trainers, and dressed and down here for breakfast in five minutes or
else !!”

Meekly John put the trainers on. They felt strange, yet somehow comforting.
Maybe they wouldn’t be so bad after all. They felt kind of like diapers,
but not quite so bulky.

As they had breakfast, Ann explained “I know you haven’t had any daytime
accidents for quite a while, but we don’t want to take chances. You’ve been
wetting quite heavily at night again, just like you did when you were a
baby in diapers all the time, so the training panties are a precaution. If
you have a “little” accident, it shouldn’t be so bad you get your trousers
all wet. Just be careful and pay attention and go potty when you first feel
the need.

Remember now, if you wet your pants at all, it’s back into diapers for you
during the daytime, too !!”

John hung his head and said “Yes ma’m. I’ll keep dry. Sorry I yelled
earlier, it’s just that I’m not a baby anymore. I don’t need baby pants at
work.”

Ann just smiled, handed him his bag with two spare pair of pants, and said
“We’ll see about that.”

Ann started her walkman with the music cassette and went about her
housework. As she proceeded she made a list of things she’d need. Enough
flannel for a dozen diapers, 4 more pair of plastic panties, two of the
large bottles she’d read about and one of the neighbours had said she could
get at the local pharmacy in the back of the store.

Then she looked at the DPF magazine again, and the Carloyn’s Kids catalog
and ordered a dozen of the special extra thick diapers in print patterns,
and the print nursery styled panties. She ordered 3 shortalls, two rompers,
6 pairs of sleepers and two large soothers as well.

When she was done, she figured this would be a good layette to start with,
and with her sewing talents she could make more cute baby outfits for
Johnny.

Finally, she phoned the store Dr. Rotman had told her about. She was
surprised they would deliver this afternoon, no trouble, and set everything
up for her.

By the time John was due home, Ann had transformed the den into a passable
nursery. A large padded table served as changing table, with shelves of
diapers, panties and necessary pins, powder and lotions. A toy box held
large stuffed toys, some big hard rubber balls, and a cute large Roly Poly.

But the piece de resistance was the special bed. It looked now like a
regular child’s bed, with low mattress, two pull out drawers underneath,
and a head and foot board. The beauty was it could easily be converted into
a full size crib, big enough for the biggest baby, complete with locking
side rails, large musical mobile to attach to the headboard and if needed a
locking top.

Ann felt the extra touch of a private stereo system with speakers at each
end and both sides of the bed would be a nice touch, and make it easier for
Johnny to listen to his special tapes in the nights and weeks to come.

This was going to be fun having a new big baby at home. She wondered how
Johnny was making out.

A New Beginning part2

Wednesday, March 25th, 2009

your diapers for bedtime. Looks like you’re going to need a nice, thick
diaper to get thru the nited aren’t you sweetie.”

John smiled then meekly said “Yes mama. I need thick diapers ‘cuz I wet a
lot at niteenites. Thank you mama.” and toddled off to their bedroom.

Ann giggled at the sight of her husband toddling up the stairs in his
sodden diaper. He actually looked like a toddler with a load in his diaper
the way he was walking.

Ann seemed to know there were a couple of “special” diapers in John’s
diaper bag, and as she took them out, was shocked at their size. They were
huge, but designed just like the ones she’d seen for little babies in the
department stores a couple of years ago. They were made with 8 layers of
thick cotton flannel, and then had another insert made of another 8 layers
of flannel sewn in at the top and bottom. That meant John would be wearing
16 layers of thick flannel in the diaper, which was kind of like quadruple
diapering a real baby. He probably wouldn’t be able to walk with that much
between his legs, but then where did he have to go. The bathroom was “out
of bounds” while he was diapered, and those special locking diaper pins she
found in his bag, would make sure of that.

She found it kind of “kinky” as she thought of trussing her husband up in
these super thick diapers, then locking them on with the heavy locking pins
and keeping him that way until morning. As an after thought, she took two
baby bottles she’d almost missed out of the bag, and filled them with warm
water and cranberry juice. Somehow she seemed to know this combination
would make him wet more heavily during the night, so he’d be sure to wake
up in very wet diapers the next morning.

Just as she hoped, John had put out his changing pad and mattress protector
on his side of the bed, and was lying there waiting to be changed. She
gingerly removed the wet diaper, thinking “The little bugger must have wet
again to be this wet.” then cleansed him off with a big baby wipes. Next
she liberally spread vaseline all over his bottom and took extra pains with
his weewee and front noticing the effect her gentle massage was having on
his penis. Just before it looked like he’d “erupt” she pulled the thick
diaper up between his legs, leaving him with a stiff hard on tucked safely
in 16 layers of diaper flannel. The pins snapped in place in a flash and
then on went the plastic panties.

All this fooling around was making her horny, but with John all trussed up
in his diaper, what was she to do. Then an idea struck her. Babies were
supposed to be very oral, so let’s see how oral baby Johnny was.

“Johnny, mommy got you all ready for niteenites, but mommy wants some
lovings from her baby. Can you make mommy happy too ??”

John said “Sure hon, just let me get these off then I’ll really show you
some lovings, then you can get me ready for beddy bye again. Huh…. What
the heck ??”

“Oh no Johnny. Once mommy puts your didees on for nitee nites they have to
stay on until mommy changes you in the morning. Besides, babies who have to
wear diapers shouldn’t have their little weewee outside their didees and
panties, or they might have a nasty accident and peepee all over the bed or
mommy.

I think you know another way baby can make mommy very happy !!” and Ann
gently but firmly pulled John’s head to her chest then put her nipple just
inches from his mouth.

John didn’t need another hint, and soon was sucking and tonguing her
nipples, arousing her to new heights of pleasure. As Ann gently pushed his
searching mouth downward, he found a new “nipple” to suck on and with Ann’s
urging soon learned to use his lips, tongue and mouth to bring her time and
again to the heights of ecstacy.

John felt a new calm, peacefulness and a sense of helpless dependence on
this strong woman who was his mommy now, and as he felt her quiver for the
5th time, felt his bladder emptying hotly, uncontrollably into his diapers
and felt like he too was reaching the heights of orgasm, except his little
weewee was softly, limply being bathed in his peepee as he helplessly wet
his diapers uncontrollably while pleasing his mommy.

Little Johnnie was learning his lessons well, and would find himself soon
conditioned to repeat his lessons over and over again.

As Ann came down from heights she’d never know possible she could faintly
smell the urine in John’s diapers and pulled him gently towards her breasts
again. As John suckled calmly, contentedly she began gently rubbing his
diaper at the front and soon felt the swell of his manhood. She kept saying
“Johnnie likes the feeling of his warm, wet diapers doesn’t he ?? It feels
so nice to be in wet diapers sucking mommy’s titties like a little baby
again doesn’t it ?? Mommy loves her baby Johnny. Good baby Johnny wants to
wet his diapers all the time so mommy can make him feel good too.”

John’s subconscious was clouded by the sensations in his mouth, his diaper
region and especially in his cock as Ann gently stroked his erection in his
warm, wet diapers. Soon he was oblivious to everything except the
sensations and her words, and he KNEW it sure felt good to wet his diapers
and to wear wet diapers like a baby.

As he came explosively, Ann kept saying “Good baby Johnny, you’re wetting
your diapers again. It feels so good to wet your diapers. Good baby.” and
John’s helpless subconsious made the indelible connection between the
pleasure of orgasm and wetting his diapers helplessly. He was hooked and
convinced wetting his diapers made him feel this good.

Ann, his wife of 6 years, was turning him into a helpless wetter and he
…End of the part2. To be continued..

The Clinic part2

Saturday, March 21st, 2009

softly to her reassuring her everything would be alright, just as long as
she accepted John’s problem and helped him to get over the stresses he was
feeling.

As they entered the room, Ann saw an attractive young woman sitting in a
chair beside a couch talking to a man who was lying on the couch with
headphones on and with a small tube going into his arm. He was covered with
a blanket up to his chest, and Ann could see his feet were bare and he was
fast asleep.

As Dr. Rotman introduced the woman, Ann learned she was Dr. Janet Whetmore,
a psychiatrist who dealt with special problems like John’s. Dr. Whetmore
talked softly to Ann for a while, and Ann began to really trust Dr.
Whetmore and to like her as though she were a long time friend and
confidante.

The two doctors exchanged knowing smiles, then Dr. Whetmore offered Ann a
glass of juice which she gratefully drank. After a few seconds she felt
very “alive” and “able to listen” to Dr. Whetmore and hung on her every
word.

Dr. Whetmore explained she was a psychiatrist who dealt with special
problems, called paraphilia. She explained these were fetishes or sexual
interests in objects or things, like feet, or clothing or a special time in
life. She explained many men wanted to dress up in women’s clothing, and
this was called transvestitism and the “love of womens’ clothing”. She
explained that a lot of men in important positions, like John’s, found the
stresses of everyday life caused them to want to escape into an easier
life, where they had no responsibilities, and a time when they were cared
for as babies.

These men wanted to wear baby clothing, and be dressed as babies,
especially in diapers and baby panties, and to wet their diapers like
little babies.

Unfortunately, their desires and their positions created further stresses
and conflicts and this sometimes made them sick, especially if there was
stress at home, or they were afraid their wife wouldn’t accept their
fetish. Then they could get really sick and have a breakdown.

Ann felt very sad, and sorry for these type of men. How could their wives
be so mean as to deny them this outlet for their stresses. The doctor had
explained these people were called infantilists, who loved to dress and
play as babies, but didn’t want to actually play “with babies” or children
at all. They just wanted to be babied and loved the way a mommy loved her
little baby.

In most ways they were as normal as any man, and could be capable lovers
and supporters, but needed to be babied sometimes to relieve stress and
escape from the pressures of their demanding roles and jobs.

As Ann thought about this it seemed to make so much sense, and besides here
was this learned doctor, her new friend, explaining it all softly to her,
and telling her she felt it was alright.

Finally, Dr. Whetmore said “John is an infantilist Ann. He wants to wear
diapers and baby panties, and be treated as a baby sometimes to help him
relieve the pressure of his job. That is why he has been so sick,
especially when you told him you wanted to have a new baby in your family.
It made him think you wanted someone new to love and care for and that you
wouldn’t accept the baby inside him and let it come out.

John is lying here now, Ann and has been listening to a special tape I made
for him to help him feel better physically and to help him feel better
about himself. He also has been receiving an IV with pentathol in it so we
can talk to him and ask him questions and get the honest answers.

Would you like to talk to John and ask him about his being a baby, Ann ?”

Ann paused for a second, while she thought about her husband, the 33 year
old executive, being a baby, then finally said “I’m not sure, but I should
find out. If that’s what he needs to get better, then I should know how to
help him. I do love him, and don’t want to hurt him !!”

“Very good Ann, come and sit over here, where John can see you and you can
talk. I’ll speak to him for a few minutes then you can ask him questions.”

As Ann pulled her chair over closer to the couch, she recognized the young
man now as her husband John. The doctor talked to John for a few minutes
and finally said “John, your wife Ann is here now and wants to talk to you.
She knows you want to be a big baby, and to be her baby, so you can feel
comfortable about talking to her. Be a good boy and answer her questions
honestly and properly, just as you do for me.”

To Ann she said “Go ahead, Ann, ask him anything you want.”

Ann hesitated at first then said “John do you feel better knowing I know
you want to be babied ??” to which he replied “Yes, much better.” then
asked her “Do you want to baby me ??”

Ann didn’t know what to say for sure, but finally said “I think so, but I
don’t have much experience. What do I have to do ??”

At this, Dr. Whetmore interrupted, and said “Ann, you just have to treat
John like a baby. Love him, take care of him. Feed him when he’s hungry,
help him get dressed, and change his wet or dirty diapers when he need
changing. You can do that can’t you ??”

At first Ann seemed a little shocked by the idea of changing diapers on her
husband, but then as the doctor told her it was just like playing dolls,
…End of the part2. To be continued..