In Reply to: Bedwetting story 5 posted by Paul on May 12, 2004 at 20:50
Dear Wet Set,
The terms adult baby, diaper lover (nappy lover where I come from) and things like that have always confused me a little. I could be a bit of both, but I'm not sure of the definitions. I am definitely a bedwetting lover, so maybe that's where I'll start.
As a young girl I wet my bed a lot, but did not wear nappies as such. I wore instead a pad between my legs, held in place by a pair of cotton pants, and over that plastic pants. I guess it was a nappy of sorts, but I never thought of it as such. I wet it like a nappy though, and was always thoroughly soaked by the morning, so for the sake of other Wet Set readers, I will refer to them as nappies in this letter.
I figure I must have mostly wet myself fairly soon before waking up, as my nappy was always nice and warm. I would lie there happily in the mornings, never in any hurry to get up, and just enjoy the cozy feeling in my pants. If my mother hadn't forced me to change, I would probably have staying in them til lunch time!
At first this feeling was never sexual of course, but gradually became so over the years. I was somewhat ashamed of my first sexual feelings, not so much because they became to be associated with my wet pants, but more because I felt I was attracted to other girls. I would fantasise about a couple of particular girls I knew, imagining they were wearing nappies, and wetting their beds, and by the time I went to university this became my favourite masturbation fantasy. When I woke up wet, which was less frequent at that age, I would jam my hand inside my plastic pants, slide my index finger under the warm wet pad, and diddle myself to orgasm. The pad was usually fairly tight against my pussy, so all I could fit in was my finger, but thankfully it was just long enough to reach my clitoris!
At uni I shared a room with a girl named Melissa, and we hit it off straight away. Despite not having known each other for very long, I knew very early in the relationship that we would end up in bed together. I was still shy about my sexual orientation, so our early explorations were restricted mostly to just kissing. We discussed a lot of intimate things though, and I confided in her about my bedwetting, explaining that I was trying to stop. I had even left my pad and plastic pants at home.
One Saturday we had been out shopping, and bought ourselves matching tee shirts, with the logo of our favourite rock band on the front. The shirts were only to wear at night, since the band was not exactly the coolest at the time (no, I'm not going to say which one it was!). We sat up talking for a long time, drinking copious quantities of apple cider, before finally getting into bed.
The dorms we lived in were very new, and not enough bed bases had been installed by the start of term. Consequently, my bed was just a mattress on the floor, while Melissa had a regular bed, several feet off the floor. I had dragged my mattress beside her bed soon after we moved in so we could talk at night without making too much noise.
I woke up in the early hours of the morning hearing noises, but soon realised it was Melissa. I kept very quiet, and soon realised she was probably masturbating. The bed was shaking gently, and I could hear little sighs. I was getting very turned on myself, when all of a sudden she got out of bed and turned on her bedside lamp. I asked her what was wrong, but she replied "nothing". I persisted, and asked her again, and this time she uttered the words I will never forget.
"Oh it's nothing. I've just had an accident in my bed, that's all."
As she went over to her closet to get dry clothes and sheets, I was trying to stop my heart from jumping out of my chest! I was instantly more aroused than I had ever been, and my mouth was all dry. Pretending to be only half awake, I secretly watched Melissa as she went through the closet. She was wearing the tee shirt we had bought that day, but like mine it was a size too small (it was all they had left in the shop). It was totally soaked and stuck to her skin. She was really wet on her front, and the nightie clung to her tits, showing off her nipples. The top was so wet it was transparent, and I could see the pinkness of her skin through it.
Her panties were soaked too of course, and I noticed that a fold of material was tucked in between her pussy lips. I figured it probably got that way because she had been masturbating in the wet panties after waking up, and had pushed them in with her finger. It was all too much!
I was so aroused that I wanted to play with myself under the covers, but more than that, I found myself wanting to wet! I wanted to do it in my pants like never before. So as Melissa was pulling the wet sheets off her bed, leaning over my mattress in her pee soaked tee shirt and panties, I lay there quietly pretending to be asleep, but secretly pissing myself. As the warm pee flowed into my pants, I could even catch the aroma of Melissa's accident as her sheets were lifted off her bed.
I was lying on my front, and the pee went all under my thighs and tummy and soaked up to my breasts. I just kept doing it in my pants until I was empty, and the warmth had enveloped my whole body. I was so turned on, and my pussy so swollen up, that I am surprised I was even able to go at all.
Then I rolled over on my back and pretended to wake up, and asked Melissa "Did you wet your bed?", to which she replied "yes, I already told you that". I made out like I hadn't heard the first time, and then asked Melissa to come over to my bed, as I had something to tell her. Melissa came over and knelt down on the floor beside my mattress, with her wet panties really close to my face. I could clearly see the fold of wet material caught between her pussy lips, and I was finding it hard to talk.
"Guess what?" I said, "I've done it in my bed too. So we've still got matching tee shirts!"
Melissa didn't believe me at first, and put her hand under the covers. As soon as she felt that everything was wet inside, she knew that I was telling the truth, and pulled the covers back to reveal me lying in a soaked tee shirt, with my bum in a small puddle of warm pee. My nipples were almost poking holes in my shirt, and my cunt was lubricating like crazy. I just lay there like a naughty little girl who'd been lazy in her bed, and looked up at Melissa. Then I asked her to touch my nipples!
She put her hands close to my nipples, but didn't touch them. Instead she said "First tell me that you just wet yourself on purpose - then I'll touch your nipples!" I was really embarrassed, as I didn't realise it had been that obvious, but luckily managed to think of a good answer. I replied "I'll tell you I did it on purpose, if you tell me you were fingering yourself after you wet your bed." Melissa blushed, indicating I was right!
By this time we were both obviously highly aroused. Melissa extended her waiting fingers and finally touched my nipples, and at the same time leant over and kissed me on the mouth. I reached out my hand and placed it directly between her legs, right on her wet panties and cunt.
With my left hand I fingered myself, and with my right I fingered Melissa. I was in heaven. Not only was I having my first girl on girl sexual experience, but I had just wet my bed in front of my room mate, and she had done the same. When Melissa orgasmed, she even pissed her pants again, and it ran through my fingers and splattered on the carpet. As I came I pictured in my head that I was lying on the floor with Melissa kneeling between my widely spread legs. I was fantasising that she was pinning a nappy on me - and I guess what? It wasn't a just a fantasy for long!
Caroline
Email: pcwsp@ozemail.com.au