Testing the waters in ABDL phone sex recently, I am getting use to the diaper loving sissys. I’d start by teasing him and calling him names like “baby boy” or “diaper lover.” Then, I’d slowly undress him and put a diaper on him. The sound of the tape ripping as I secure it around his waist would be music to my ears.
Next, I’d take a bottle of warm water and pour it into his diaper. The feeling of the liquid spreading through the absorbent material would be incredibly arousing for both of us. As he wets his diaper more and more throughout our playtime together.
Afterward comes one of my favorite parts: adding beads! The sensation of the beads moving around inside his diaper would drive him absolutely wild with pleasure. The fullness and weight of them pressing against his skin would be almost too much to bear.
As he squirms and moans in ecstasy, I’d take my fingers and gently rub them over the outside of his diaper, tracing the outline of his hard cock beneath. The combination of sensations would be almost overwhelming.
Finally came time for cleanup – which meant changing his diaper again! This process always seemed so intimate somehow… maybe because it involved such vulnerability from both parties involved? Either way though – there was definitely something special about gently lifting those soggy layers away before replacing them fresh ones instead.
As I gently lifted the soiled diaper away from his body, revealing his throbbing cock nestled within its folds, he let out a soft moan of pleasure. The sight of him like this – all exposed and vulnerable beneath me – only turned me on more.
I’d take my time cleaning up any mess that had been made before carefully placing another fresh diaper over his privates once again. Then came the fun part: securing it tightly around him with plenty of tape! The sound would echo through the room as I wrapped each layer snugly around him until finally sealing everything shut with a satisfying rip noise!
By now he was practically begging for release but instead, I’d tease him further by running my fingers along the outline of where his hard cock protruded from underneath – taunting both himself and myself at once because goddamn did it feel good to have such control over someone else’s pleasure (and pain).
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