Honesty and Horniess

"You really turned him down in the car, after he paid for a nice date, a drive-in, and bought you flowers? Not even a blowie?" Margaret's stepmother asked.

"I did. I just...didn't know what to do." Margaret said, frowning a bit.

"Magster, I think you are just like your father. Heck, he said the same things to me!" Her stepmom said, causing a clear bit of pride at being compared to her father. "Work, study, books. But when you think about pleasing yourself or others, your lost."

"You think so? I...guess maybe I do repress myself a lot. With food, substances, sex, whatever. I'm always in my head. I bet I sound stupid." Margaret giggled, putting the plate down from her lap with her mittens. Her stepmother picked the plate up, returning with the tray of brownies, now cooled enough to let her eat from the tray.

"Wow. Margaret, you are so mature for realizing that. I'm sorry I ever doubted you. You're wise beyond your years." Her stepmother said, giving a crocodile smile.

The conversation, mixed with an infusion of rum and weed brownies, soon shifted back to what had been pushing Margaret's buttons yesterday. With the brownies done, and a tub of half eaten vanilla icecream at her side, Margaret dazed a bit, merely listening and muttering tiny responses to her stepmother.

"You know, I think I have the perfect idea to help you." Her stepmother said, perking her ears up.

"What is it?" Margaret asked, confused. "I really will try anything, I need to stop being such a homebody."

"Well, you've repressed with everything for so long. What about sex? How often do you flick the bean?" Her stepmother asked, using her faux caring voice.

"Not often, I'll admit..." Margaret said, blushing and looking down. Her body was on fire and their previous words, and she was pretty ****...

"Don't be embarrassed Maggie! You're just like your daddy. Food or **** is just the same as sex. Now, I need to do some chores and clean up after those messy neighbors. You go enjoy your room, and I mean enjoy it." Her stepmother said, causing no protests from the girl.

It was hard to masturbate with the diaper on, especially since she couldn't remove it with the mittened hands. Desperately horny, Margaret wet the diaper, and began to grind against the side of the bed, moaning loudly. Any release was what she needed, and NOW.

Moaning loudly once more, she heard the door open, with her stepmother bringing in a few magazines, and having an annoyed look on her face.

"Maggie, I don't care how loud you moan, but that bitch neighbor has ears like a damn jack rabbit. Wear this and moan into it instead sugar." Her stepmom said, placing the pornographic magazines in front of Margaret, as she slid a pacifier into Margaret's mouth, secured with a tight strap.

'That's so smart, and what a dumb neighbor bitch.' Margaret said, muttering through the gag. "Thanks!!!"

Flipping through the busty bimbo and hot hunk magazines, Margaret stared, sensory overload. Her orgasm approached, and in a few seconds, rubbing her self on the edge of her bed, she came her brains out. It was freeing, and felt more then amazing. Margaret's eyes fell on a sexy schoolgirl costume as she came.

Margaret heard her stepmoms hurried footsteps up the stairs.