****** Freddie's Mom by NastyBoy43@aol.com ******
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Freddie's Mom


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18 years old to read this. It deals with adult situations involving watersports
and scat. If this subject matter is of no interest to you then please do not
bother reading. Otherwise please enjoy!

Vicki left her daughter's room and went to her bedroom and closed the door. She
thought about how proud she was of her children, herself and her family. She
walked over to her mirror and looked at herself. "Vicki, what are you going to
do?" She smiled at herself and saw her hands go down to her crouch and slowly
start to rub herself. She rubbed down between her legs, down her thighs and
back up to her pussy. She repeated this cycle several times as she brought her
tingling and need to pee feeling to the forefront of her mind. Now she would
address it. Her pussy was getting warmer and feeling ever so good. She was
enjoying this very much. She then walked into the bathroom, kicked off her
shoes and stepped into the bathtub and said,

"Now is the time for that bathroom feeling, that wonderful feeling of relaxing
and letting go of my pee that has wanted out of me for sometime. You may now
go, my pee."

With that said, she slightly spread her legs, bent her knees and pushed her pee
as hard as she could. Out it came with the familiar and sensuous hissing sound
she loved. See was wetting her pants and loving every second of it. Her pussy
rubbing continued as she peed forth, and as she looked down her pants were
getting wetter and wetter, down to her knees, then to her feet and into the
tub. There was her golden delicious pee at her feet. She looked up and into the
mirror to admire her artwork. Her pants were so sexy as they glistened and
shimmered in their wetness, as the wet stain spread out wider and wider. She
smiled and thought to herself, "Freddie my son, I know exactly how you feel,
how you want to wet yourself and why you finally started. You are just like me.
You thought about doing it for so long and probably saw other kids wet their
pants. You were taken by they way they looked in them. You wanted to know what
it felt like and now you do my son. Now you do. May you always enjoy wetting
yourself whenever and wherever you chose. I will help you to understand these
feelings son. I don't want you frustrated, confused and most of all guilt
ridden because you like to wet your pants."

Vicki was now so relaxed, calm and feeling wonderful. While still rubbing
herself with both hands, she looked down as the last of her warm, sweet
smelling pee left her and found its way, changing the look of her pants. They
look so hot with her distinctive wet touch. She inhaled several times picking
up her strong pee smell that filled the room. She brought her wet hands to her
face, smelled them and licked them. She so loved to play with her pee.

"Well, this is just wonderful," she thought. "I must get going. My family needs
me. I will continue feeling sexy and hot, and I will get that ultimate orgasm."

She unfastened her pants and took them off. There she was in her wet yellow pee
stained panties. They too look so hot. She stepped out of them and walked to
her closet to hang up her trophies. There would be more games for them. She did
not bother drying herself and instead put on another pair of panties that, with
a little observation were themselves pee stained. She put them on, another pair
of pants and her shoes. She looked around the bathroom and saw everything in
order.

(Another day)
Freddie left the kitchen and went upstairs to his room. As he left, his mom
noticed his diaper was yellow and wet. She smiled to herself and looked down at
her crouch and saw the yellow stain she had made in her pants. She had more to
do in them and went upstairs. Her children were in their rooms playing. She
then went into her bed room and closed the door. To the bathroom she went
removing her nicely pee stained pants. Now for the rest she thought. Looking in
the mirror at her wet bottom, she gave her self a push and her panties received
the warm poop she wanted in them. The panties were pushed out further and
further as she filled them. They now took on the brown markings that come with
such an act. She gently rubbed her bottom, feeling her warm poopy panties. She
was feeling so warm and pleased at herself. She rubbed her bottom more and then
brought her hand to her face and smelled herself. It was good, very good and
she wanted more.

Stepping into the shower in just her dirty panties, Vicki now rubbed herself
more deliberately, with both hands. The poop inside them was being spread all
over per crouch. She cold smell herself and she became more aggressive. She
wanted to be naughty, real naughty. Her hands were how very brown. She pulled
the front of her panties out to look inside. There she could see her poop. She
wanted more of it and in went her hands. Squeezing and rubbing her warm poop
felt so good. She was now spreading it up her stomach, down her legs, over her
bottom and pussy. She was having the naughtiest of times when she felt her
bladder awaken and there came her warm smelly pee. Onto her hands it flowed and
she began rubbing herself faster to wash herself with it. Warm brown fluid was
now streaming down her legs. She looked down and was very excited at her
naughty self. This pleased her. She loved these naughty games that she played.
She admired her work and thought to herself, "Well, Vicki, you are one naughty
girl. Just look at yourself. You have made a mess in your panties, played with
it and smelled up the room. Don't you feel naughty? Yes, I do and I want to
feel this way, thank you." She then turned on the shower and cleaned herself
up.

She was feeling good about herself. On her was a pair of dry, yellow stained
and pee smelling panties. These panties were her favorite pair to wear.

As she walked downstairs, she wondered if her daughter would follow in her and
Freddie's footsteps, that of their love of wetting their pants. When Vicki was
growing up, she was a bedwetter and her mother made her feel terrible about it.
She vowed to herself then, never to make her children feel bad if they wet
themselves. She had developed a fondness and warm feeling when waking up in her
wet bed. It felt and smelled good to her. She did not understand these feelings
and did not understand why she wet her bed. In her teens, she found that she
would deliberately wet herself in bed. When she did this, she felt a tingling
sensation in her panties that she could not ignore. She experimented with these
feelings and soon found herself touching and rubbing her wet panties, because
it felt so very good. Then, one morning doing just this, she felt herself go
over the edge with such extreme pleasure. She had her first orgasm. Her wet
panties and wet bed were a big part of it. She has never forgotten that moment
nor the pleasure she has had since, wetting her pants.

Vicki wanted her children to be happy. They both behaved as if they were.
Freddie had done as she had, that of enjoying wetting himself. Her daughter may
not, but she still wanted her to be happy and feel good about herself. Time
would tell.

She also enjoyed smelling Freddie's wet pants while in the car.

(Another day) Unbeknownst to the boy's, Freddie's mom had made herself the same
goods she had given them. As she folded back her bed covers, she placed a
plastic sheet and towel down on her bed. She was going to do the same thing in
her bed as Freddie and Paul were going to do. They were all going to wet the
bed tonight. As she got into bed, she thought, yes boys, we are all going to
wet our beds tonight. Only I won't leave any tell tale pee stains as you will.
I will also have a glorious orgasm doing it. You two have a few years to
discover this joy of wetting. Her hands were firmly at her pussy, rubbing it's
wetness into her panties. She so loved to play in this manner.

As morning came upon this house, Freddie's mom stirred first, her hand still at
her wet panties. She had wet them in the middle of the night and had a
tremendous orgasm. She had to pee again and did not hold back the urge. She
pushed and there came her own wet, smelly pee into her panties. She moaned and
wet herself, as she also rubbed her tingling pussy. Sure enough, she had a
second orgasm. What a way to start the day.

She regained her strength, put the plastic away and put the towel in the
washing machine. She then turned it on and went to her room to hang-up her
trophy peed in panties. She would use them again, later. She had to make
breakfast now.

She smiled to herself because she had the same 'accident' in her bed and did
not clean herself up or put her wet panties in the laundry. This was her
private secret. They need not know about it.

Vicki walked upstairs. She wanted to see the boys' urine stains on Freddie's
bed and went into his room, closing the door behind her. Walking up to the bed
she smiled as she looked down at the huge wet stain that completely covered the
middle of the bed. She bent down to smell it and breathed in several times, to
get the aroma in her system. The smell pleased her very much as did the sight
of the wet bed. She so wished that she could sleep and pee as Paul and Freddie
had done. Oh well, she thought, maybe sometime later, but now I must be very
careful and discreet. I didn't want my children finding out about my pee
fetish. That would be disastrous. Let them discover their own sexual interests.
She smelled the wet bed again and then left the room leaving the wet sheets as
she had found them, closing the door behind her.

(Another day)
Vicki sat in the family room as Freddie and Paul left to go play, both wearing
a diaper. With her son Freddie's, recent discovery of wetting himself and
wanting to wet his pants, her own wetting fantasies were surfacing from many
years of suppression. Her son wanted to wet his pants and she put him in
diapers to help him deal with this feeling. Could she put herself in diapers
too? This thought filled her mind. Could she, would she, wear a diaper too?

I do know that I want to wet myself more and more. The best way to deal with
these feelings, I think, is to wear a diaper, as Freddie does. Should I wear a
diaper too? Yes, I think so! What shall I do?

Vicki went and found Jennifer and told her they were going to the store. Vicki
wanted to go to the store, and buy some diapers for herself. Jennifer quickly
agreed to her mother's request, and the two went off to the store.

While shopping in the supermarket, Vicki did not want to draw attention to
finding and picking out adult diapers. She was very discrete in her actions. As
they passed the adult diaper section, Vicki asked Jennifer to go and get some
milk. She gladly responded. As Jennifer left, Vicki searched the isle. She
found an adult pull up panty diaper and a full on diaper. She placed a package
of each in the cart. She then went off to find Jennifer.

"Here's the milk mommy. Do you need anything else?"

"No dear, I think we have all that we need. Let's go to the check out."

The two then found their way to the least longest line and waited their turn.
They finally made it and were out in the parking lot to load up their car. They
did so and left.

Arriving home, Jennifer said she wanted to go watch TV. Vicki said OK and
Jennifer was gone.

Now Vicki, alone and with her purchases, became very excited and more horny.
She picked the bags from the car and went to the kitchen. While there, she
dropped off the items belonging there and then walked upstairs with the bag
holding her diapers. Vicki's pussy was getting more wet as she walked up the
stairs. She was feeling very good as she wanted to wet herself. She thought
that if Freddie could enjoy wetting a diaper, then she could too, since she had
wet herself since being a preteen.

Vicki entered her bedroom, closed the door while throwing the bag on her bed.
Opening the bag, she pulled out both bags of diapers. Which one should she
wear? As she thought this, she let out a squirt of warm pee into her panties.
She smiled at herself and decided on wearing the pull up panty diaper. This
made her feel very excited. She peed her panties a bit more and then removed
them and placed them in her special place in the closet. Now for the diaper!
Her heart was pounding as she opened the bag and removed a diaper. She examined
and then stepped into it, pulling it up past her hips and then snugly into its
proper place, covering her wet and warm pussy. She looked at herself in the
mirror and smiled from ear to ear. Vicki, now you can wet and not show it. What
a turn on this will be for you!

Vicki was so excited being diapered and able to wet herself whenever and
wherever she pleased, without the tell tale signs of wet pants. She so much
looked forward to the next time her body gave her those sexy signals...You need
to go pee, Vicki! You need to pee!

(Another day)
Vicki is going to take her daughter, Jennifer to a friend's house and her son,
Freddie to Paul's house for the night. She will have the entire afternoon to
herself. She is looking forward to being alone and able to do what she wants,
without any interruptions. Knowing this, Vicki puts her plans into motion.
While Jennifer, Freddie and Paul play, she goes to her bedroom and pulls out
her bag of diapers. She wants to wear a full on diaper, now and play in it this
afternoon. Her heart pounds as she diapers herself. She wants to be a naughty
girl. She loves being naughty.

Vicki is back downstairs talking with Jennifer when Freddie and Paul come home.
"I'll be taking Jennifer to her friends house soon. Care for a ride to Paul's
house boys?" says Vicki. She receives a yes and soon, they are all in the car.
Vicki is so pleased with herself. She drops off Jennifer and then drives to
Paul's. She has not wet since this morning when she got up. Her bladder was
getting full. At Paul's she visits with his mom, Carol. She tells her all about
the previous day the two diaper boys had, wetting and playing together. During
this chat, Vicki wets her diaper and sits there as if everything is just fine.
Her pussy is bathed in her warm pee and she loves the feeling.

Towards the end of their chat, Vicki tells Carol that neither boy had pooped
yet and that they would probably be doing that here. Vicki wanted do poop
herself there but thought better of it. Carol would smell her for sure. She
wanted to be naughty but decided to wait until she left Paul's house. She did
pee herself a bit more, soaking her pussy in more warm smelly pee. She felt
wonderful doing this deed and not getting found out.

The two moms finally end their chat and Vicki walks to her car. On the way, she
pushes her anus in an effort to poop her diaper. Her body responds perfectly.
She poops herself! She doesn't do it all, just enough to relieve the pressure.
Vicki is on cloud nine as she sits down in her car to drive. She is wet, stinky
and so turned on. "Where shall I go." she asks herself.


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