In Reply to: Bedwetting story 11 posted by Paul on December 07, 2004 at 20:10
I am a 20 year old female from the UK who has taken a very big step - at least I like to think I have! Unlike many girls who prefer to keep their interests secret, I have decided to come out in a big way. With the help of a friend of mine who has agreed to be my "Nanny", I am exploring my lifelong interest in diapers and wetting my bed.
In fact even as I write this I'm sitting here in my wet diaper (I didn't last all night again!). I'm going to stop trying to hold back my morning wee while I write. To my way of thinking, there is only one place for a naughty girl to have her morning wee, and that place is in her pants! It’s so nice to wake up in the mornings and slowly come to the realisation that I've had an accident in my diaper during the night. As I gently squeeze my thighs together against the warm wet bulk sitting snugly between my legs, my pussy starts to respond with a little tingle. Then, as I become aware of need to wee, the tingle is replaced by a flush of arousal. My pussy becomes puffy and excited at the prospect of weeing all over itself. So I just lie there, and let it happen in my pants!
This morning though I have saved up my wee to write this letter. Then, when I've finished, I'm going to walk upstairs - two steps at a time and slowly - get the picture? I'll tell you about it at the end, but I better get started while I'm feeling nice and warm.
Ok, I'm 20, 5’2”, blonde shoulder length hair and blue eyes, and I live in London on the south bank of the Thames. Because of my height, some of my friends used to call me baby at school, and that was before the Spice Girls! My thing is wearing diapers and wetting my bed. I guess I've always been in diapers one way or another. I wasn't a very quick learner when I was younger, and from what my Mum says it was touch and go if she'd get me trained in time to start school. I continued to wet the bed long after that, right up until I was nearly ready to leave home.
Since I've left home I've had the opportunity to have diapers again, and I normally wear one to bed, which saves getting up in the middle of the night, and also allows me to play what I call the no hands game, which comes from learning to masturbate to orgasm in wet diapers. As I lie there after wetting myself I get highly stimulated from the feeling of the wet cloth against my sex. I move around making it rub against me, and in fact I can come by lying on my tummy and rubbing the diaper on the bed, the no hands game! Maybe it’s not surprising it took so long for me to have a dry night!
My favourite thing is to wake up all drowsy needing to wee. I lie there in a half sleep, barely even opening my eyes, and just go in my diaper. I like to just let it just trickle out at first, enjoying the warmth, and then give in totally in one big orgasmic rush! The feeling is hard to describe, and either results in falling back into a beautiful and peaceful sleep, or fingering myself like crazy.
I guess I'm mildly submissive, I like the idea of being put into diapers as a punishment. I would love to dress up to look as young as possible, then be taken to a chemist to buy diapers. Whoever took me would have a long conversation with the cute guy that worked there, about how I was too big for Goodnites now and that I really needed a lot of absorbency and what did he suggest. Maybe I'd wet myself from all the embarrassment and have to be put in a diaper before we left.
This "whoever" is most likely to be my friend Jan. I have known her for a long time, and we have experimented together. I am mostly straight when it comes to sex, but when it comes to my love for diapers, it doesn't matter. Jan is happy to explore this with me, in return for me indulging some of her fantasies. We get together about once a month, and the usual scenario is that I'm a young teenager who thinks she’s too old for a babysitter when her parents are away. Jan asks me all sorts of questions about whether I can use the toilet on my own, whether I still wet the bed that kind of thing. I vehemently deny any problems at all, but she won't have it and decides to check my panties, which are of course wet.
So I'm put into diapers, because she won't have her carpets ruined. She masturbates me while putting the lotion on and I get to come. Then I get to play for a while and have to drink from a toddler cup. After a while, and plenty to drink, I need to wee and ask for the bathroom only to be told I'm wearing my bathroom! Eventually I wet myself and it’s up on the table to be changed. The clean up is also thorough enough to make me come.
So I really don't see any chance of me being out of diapers in the near future. All I need now is a cute guy to look after me, as long as he doesn't mind changing diapers!
P.S. I nearly forgot to tell you about going upstairs after writing my letter. I hope you can picture it. By the time I reach the top of the stairs I'm biting my lip to stop making any noise, my legs are like jelly, and I have a newly warm and wet diaper between my legs. With each glorious step my diaper rubs directly on my sex, and it takes all my effort to go into the bedroom to finish myself off, without just sticking my hand in my pants right there on the landing. Can you imagine a slightly sweaty Abi at the top of the stairs, in a Snoopy night shirt, with her pink plastic pants covered diaper just peeking out the back? My eyes are a little unfocused, I'm biting my lip, and my legs a little wobbly with my thighs pushed tightly together and rubbing slightly. Then a waddle into my bedroom, to emerge a little later looking rather flushed, but very happy!
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