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Happily Ever Aftercare
🕑 Added 2019-06-23 05:01:42 +0000 UTCThe scene had been as beautiful as Kayla herself, a pushing of limits and discovery of boundaries beyond those - she'd been such a good girl, a wonderful play-partner, and her lips parted softly as I pulled her back against me. The diaper crinkled softly beneath the dress she'd managed to pluck up from the floor with trembling hands, and I wrapped her in warm embrace. It was time for some aftercare.
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I clung tightly to his arm, my toes curling at the tips of my feet. One warm sensation, one pleasurable thought, kept washing over me like waves on a California beach. I struggled for steady, even breaths, but I couldn't quite do it. The crinkle of the plastic between my legs as I quivered, the thick padding of the diaper forcing my knees apart... and the beating of his heart through his bare chest. I sucked on his thumb, trying to calm down.
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She'd done wonderfully, and I wanted to tell her that, I wanted to hold her tight as could be and whisper in her ear how well she'd performed - that I didn't think she'd push to what she had, and how proud I was of her. But words... words would cover up the sounds of her breathing, and I could convey just as much with my heart beating on her back. So instead, I simply gave her two very potent words to get her through: "Good girl."
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Diapers. Who would have thought? But when Marc wanted to try something weird, I was never one to turn him down. This one started because of a video he saw online. Always looking to test the limits. Always looking to make an example of me. But there was something to it... a diaper. Infantile. Humiliating. Degrading, even! But... comfortable. Safe. A primal, unique feeling in my stomach I swear I'd never felt before. But it plagued me with nostalgia. And the way his fingers pressed against the padding between my legs... a shiver ran up my spine in memory and I started to come down from the pleasure.
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"Maybe we do this again," I began when I found my voice proper, although I kept it as a whisper all the same, "or maybe you'll just never stop from here on in, maybe this is normal to you now." Sweet nothings, ideas, concepts; but in the afterglow of the scene, I know how much Kayla needed her daydreams. She was absolutely beautiful in her innocent bliss.
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"Y-yeah," I mumbled around his thumb. I pulled on his wrist, so that his thumb popped out of my mouth, covered in glossy saliva. Little teeth marks surrounded the base of his thumb, where I had been biting a little too hard. A blush overwhelmed my cheeks. "I... um... I think I'd like that. Maybe, if it's okay with you... I can wear these all the time?" It would be hard to get used to at first, but the thought delighted me. And based on the smile on Marc's lips, I knew it delighted him too. A whole new adventure, together.
