Thinking about consensual adult Age Play

It has been only in the last four years or so that my notions of this type of play expanded beyond “adult baby” play (diapers, nursing, etc) and I always thought that sex was involved somehow. (Strange since my personal kinks don’t follow that kind of template.)

Personally, I have never thought of myself as doing “Little” play. Yes, I call myself “Mama”. And there are otheres who do the same. And yes I fulfill what I call an “Uber-Adult” role for many folks – strangers, aquaintences, colleagues, friends, lovers, family… I have also tended to regard myself as a Tormentrix(c) and I call myself a Nubian Imp(c). The “Little” aspect of this manifests itself as the bad babysitter or wicked big sister at times. “C” and I refer to these times as me having my “Imp Boots” on. Those who know me know what that is like! I can hear Uneek now, “Mama…. doooooon’t!” as I proceed to tease her by poking her bum or twirling her tresses in my fingers. Heheheheh…. I believe that too many adults have forgotten how to PLAY. How to access innocence and creativity. We could all do more of that!

I now have “littles” who are good and dear friends. They teach me and they have let me play with them and harass them. My vocabulary and my list of possible activities is growing and so is my satisfaction that I CAN DO THIS!

In the fall of 2004 I found myself with a charge who contained a kid inside, and as our connection has transitioned over the last six months, and my knowledge of littles grows, I understand the human being more clearly than I did previously. I can not only see more clearly, but I also appreciate that kid a lot more than I did previously. I say often that our “kids” play well together – which is to say that we can be silly, and ridiculous, and laugh at and with each other.

“C” has talked about having been a Daddy to a boi in the past, and having had them as well. I confess to still working my way through that in terms of what “C” needs and what I am able to provide.  “C” then started exploring the topside again, and has also played a couple times with a Daddy. I’m told that my Mama energy is quite different from Daddy energy – which is something I don’t get – but it’s been facinating to watch and to question afterwards. Great learning fer sure!

To add to that timliness, was a conversation I was having with a Daddy and her girl about being a “Mommy.” Again, I don’t *totally* get the energetic or practicle differences. The label fit a little strangely, and my concept of it was more like “Uber Adult with Dominant Femme energy.” But I worked on it and  *really* enjoyed the tastes I had. *shrug* Who knew that the exploration of something more formal would have worked so well for me??