Posted by Tyler on December 26, 2010 at 19:34 [96.251.79.193]
ALEX & LIZA
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Alex sat in a lawnchair in his backyard.
He held his cell phone open in his lap. He absently tapped the phone with his finger.
He bounced his leg like a hyperactive kid in a classroom.
He scrolled through the last five text messages he'd received:
From: Liza
Oh no! I'm in traffic!
Dec 23, 4:29 PM
From: Liza
I have to pee so bad! What am I going to to do?
Dec 23, 4:31 PM
From: Liza
I put a towel under my seat just in case...
Dec 23, 4:37 PM
From: Liza
Oh God
Dec 23, 4:44 PM
From: Liza
Oh my God
Dec 23, 4:45 PM
He saw her Acura round the corner of his street and he approached the curb holding a blanket.
She pulled to a stop and looked at him through the passenger side window. Her face was a mask of shame...but Alex could see through the mask to the excitement that lay behind it.
"I had an accident," she said. "I peed..."
"How much?"
"Less than half. I still really have to go." Then, adopting the voice of a helpless five year old, she said: "How will I get inside?"
"Let's go quickly," Alex said. He took her out of the car and dropped the balnket over her shoulders and took the towel from the seat. She walked stiffly as he guided her to the door of his apartment.
Once she stood in his living room, he dropped the blanket and afforded himself a full look. She was dressed conservatively - like a paralegal on her day off, which is what she was - and had wet her expensive-looking capri khakis. Her cute little butt was straining tight against the wet fabric she'd been sitting on, and the wettness continued halfway down both thighs.
Alex turned to her. "How do you feel about what you've done?"
In a trembling voice, Liza replied, "I'm so sorry sir."
Alex slapped her thigh and gripped her hair. "So sorry for what?"
"I'm so sorry I went to the bathroom in my pants. May I please use the toilet now, sir?"
"You need to be punished for this. You'll do exactly what I say."
In about a minute Liza's pants and panties were off and she lay on a changing mat in the middle of Alex's bed. He'd stuck a bottle in her mouth - diluted white wine - and she drank it steadily while Alex wiped his girlfriend clean. Then, softly, he pursed his lips and blew air between her legs. Liza sighed, not removing the bottle from her mouth.
Alex went to work on her with his hands and tongue and soon Liza's mask of shame had broken into red-faced, moaning ecstasy. As she lay there trembling from her orgasm Alex quickly powdered her and then diapered her - a tight disposable followed by plastic pants and then pajama bottoms. Satisfied, Alex rolled her over to one side of the bed where she squirmed into a coital position - pressing her thighs together, smothering her throbbing pubis in tight thick dry padding - and trembled through a small aftershock of an orgasm. Alex disposed of the changing mat and then stood above her stroking her hair.
She said: "I already have to go so bad."
Alex removed her work shirt, her bra. He lay back in bed against the wall and pulled the squirming girl flat over his lap. He smacked her diapered ass.
"This is your punishment. This is what you get for wetting your pants like a little girl."
"Yes sir! I'm sorry sir! Yes sir!"
He slapped her harder, on both thighs. The spanking was her kink, not his. Pain did not do much for him. But the loss of control - now that was something they had common ground on.
He smacked her on her padded ass as hard as he could. "And what's worst is you were texting and driving at the same time? Do you know how" - SMACK - "dangerous that is? Naughty, bad little girl!"
Alex sat her in his lap. They made out for awhile. Liza was a little blonde cutie, with shortish hair, great for gripping. Alex was tall and sinewy-strong, with large, beautiful hands.
Alex played with her tits while he fed her bottle after bottle of diluted wine in between tongue kisses. It was obvious now that she really did need to go to the bathroom. He felt her her heart and breath rate increase. Soon she couldn't sit still and jumped from his lap so she could pace the room, at times bending over clutching between her legs, in desperate need to release her pee.
"Oh please...daddy please...I really can't hold it..."
He sat in an armchair watching her walk up and down.
"Please don't make me do this, I'll be good...Sir I'll be good."
She landed on her knees at his feet, and found his cock through his jeans. She'd entered the phase of desperation where she couldn't think straight or focus on any one idea for too long. But her hand gave his cock one squeeze after another as she said the words: "I can't hold it I can't hold it I can't hold it - "
Then her hand squeezed, and did not stop squeezing. Liza looked up at Alex with the eyes of a three-year old, completely helpless.
Alex said, "Are you wetting yourself?"
Liza nodded.
"How about now? Is it still coming out?"
Liza nodded again sheepishly. Alex's eyes went to her crotch. She was on her knees, so he surmised the wet would collect in the front.
"Tell me when you're finished."
Fifteen seconds went by and then Liza looked up.
He walked and stood behind her. He placed a hand on her hair and stroked it. "You're a good girl," he said. "You're taking your punishment very well."
"I have to go more, Sir."
He reached down and pushed against the front of the diaper, where most of the wet had collected. She moaned as warmth exploded around her clit. Keeping his hand on her crotch he guided her to a standing position.
From behind, Alex placed a hand on her right breast. Liza took a deep breath, then stammered, "I'm going, I'm going more". And then Alex kissed her over her shoulder as she finished releasing.
Liza turned and melted into him. Her kisses were more focused on him now. She was feeling hot, oiled, dirty and devious. It was time for her to make him feel good. He sensed her urgency and pushed her toward the bedroom. He watched her waddle over. She stood before the bed, unsure, waiting to be told what to do.
"Stay right where you're standing," he said.
He placed a hard chair in the corner of the room and then lay back in bed.
"Come onto the bed and straddle me."
Alex took off his pants and guided her diapered butt down onto his throbbing dick. She squealed as his hardness squished the diaper against her. He gripped her ass and rocked her back and forth along the length of his cock. Liza's squeals began to turn to moans. She could feel that the wetness in the diaper was spreading out from between her legs to reach her upper ass cheeks and her upper pubic hair. "My diaper...is completely....pissed....." she said in between breaths of air.
Alex was ready to let this beautiful submissive girl bring him to his own climax. He picked her up and sat her hard in the wooden chair. She froze at the impact, her eyes snapping wide open, paralyzed by the sensation. Though she didn't know it, what she had felt was the diaper burst and leak into the plastic pants. From her hips to her thighs she felt like she was under warm water. But not a drop was leaking through to her pajamas.
Before she could even attempt to shift and test her comfort options, Alex stood before her and presented her with his cock.
Liza couldn't remember ever seeing such a beautiful thing. She used both hands and her mouth, sucking and swirling and pulling and twisting. All the while Alex, with one hand gripping her hair and the other alternating between her shoulder and breasts, ground her tight little body harder and harder into her befouled diaper.
Then she paused and looked up at him. Continuing to stroke him, she kissed the front of his dick, and then said, "I'm peeing more" before lazily engulfing him again with her mouth.
He let go of her hair and reached to grip the hard chair's back as he shuddered, hunched forward, and came.
The couple went into sexual intermission. Near delirious, he picked her up from the chair and lay her down in the bed and spooned her from behind. They lay there in silence. But it was not that long before he was touching her between her legs, pressing the tight hot wetness against her clit, and then her hands were joining his, and soon after she came hard into her sopping diaper, her eyes squinting, her hair now plastered to part of her forehead in sweat. And soon Alex was hard again - with vanilla girlfriends he was a once-a day guy, but with partners like Liza there seemed to be no limit. So he offered his girl a shower, and inside he cleaned her up, then drilled her hard against the side of the shower, warm water cascading over them, then cleaned her up again.
They lay naked on the bed, drying on towels, staring at the ceiling.
"So you know the other thing," she said the voice of a girl maybe 6, "I tried it."
Alex rolled over to study her grinning face. "You pooped your pants? When?"
"Two days ago," she said. "I was alone, just coming back in the evening with groceries. I realized I needed to go poop, and of course I'd been thinking of trying it with you, and wanting to try it alone, and I'd been chickening out, but this time I didn't hesitate. I leaned on the table and pushed and it all came out in one push. And then I had to put away the groceries, so I was bending over a lot and it got smushed around. Then I cleaned up. I put a clothespin on my nose like you told me to."
"Do you want to try it again?"
She blushed and buried her head under the blanket.
"It seems the punishment isn't over yet," Alex said, and gripped her backside, teasing her rosebud of an asshole with a finger. "When you went on your own, did you sit in it?"
"Sit down? No."
"Okay. Just remember the safeword."
Alex inserted two suppositories into Liza's already grumbling bowels. Then a lubricated tampon into her pussy. He then put tight panties on Liza before a diaper. Then plastic pants, a pair of bicycle shorts to hold everything in place, and finally a one-piece pajama outfit with covered feet.
They ate oranges and chocolate while they waited for losenges to take effect.
"If you're a good girl and can hold it for half an hour, you can use the toilet."
At about 10 minutes in, Liza said, "I'm having to clench always or I lose it."
They played checkers while she pounded bottles of apple juice. Before long her face began to flush. She sat hard against the chair. She started bobbing up and down and breathing heavily.
"Your move," Alex said.
"I know just...oh...oh...oh..." she strained against the table. "Okay. It's like giving birth. Contractions. I'm OK now."
Nearing the 30 minute mark, she sank to the floor, her butt in the air, rocking back and forth. "Oh Sir I have to go so bad. I really don't know if I can hold it."
Then, she looked at Alex deviously, and knocked over a mug of coffee that was on a low table.
"Oops!" she cried.
"Naughty girl," Alex said, taking the cue. He pulled her to her knees and slapped her, firmly but gently, across the face. Then over a chair where he spanked her thighs and legs. She suddenly stiffened, stretching out into an awkward position in his lap, and clutched her backside with her hand. She said softly: "ohgodgotta go so bad".
Alex forced her legs apart. She tried to pull them back together, but he kept them apart.
"Oh please sir, please sir, I can't."
He pulled them apart farther. He heard an explosion in her pants as the melted lozenges rushed out in a wash of liquid mess and squelched into the diaper trappings.
Liza gasped loudly. She tried to lower a leg and then immediately put it back to where it was, remaining frozen, afraid of any movement that would jostle the mess.
She squealed as Alex guided her to stand and place both her hands on a nearby desk.
"Lean against it...spread your legs a little..."
Liza moved one leg, then the other leg, then said, "Oh God," and released the rest of her load. Alex kept a light hand on her backside. He stared at her while she stared at nothing.
"It's half-in-half out" Liza said in a choked breath. "I'm held open by it."
"Tell me more. Where is it collecting."
"Between my legs. Behind them. On my right more than my left."
"Push the rest out."
"Okay." She stiffened, squealed, then said, "I'm pooping, oh, I'm, OK, its, its, now smooshing around my pussy and now...now..oh...oh now..." she then let out a series of muffled farts and a splat that sounded like the end of a dump, "now it's mooshed up all high in back too..."
She looked at him as if ashamed of what she'd done. He took her in his arms and hugged her.
"I pooped my pants, daddy," she said. "I couldn't hold it."
"It's OK sweetie."
"I'm really sleepy. Can I have a nap?"
She waddled to the bed and lay face down, drawing the comforter over her head.
Alex stalked her from the outside, tracing her form from under the comforter, being ever so gentle around the area of her pooped ass, but then giving a distinct push on it that made Liza squeal.
He joined her under the covers, unzipping her one-piece so he could get at her breasts, then returning his hand to her protruding ass. He pushed gently at the load closest to her anus, gently but steadily until he heard an air bubble pop.
"I'm such a little girl," Liza said dreamily.
He kissed her, leaving her load to settle and spread on its own. Her kisses were timid, breathless, scared. She was in a kind of fetish-trance from what she'd done.
He pulled her on top of him. He did not force her down against him, but the stretched kneeling position alone forced the load to spread every which way through her diapers. "It's all caked up my butt crack." She said. "It's like my crack is cemented in."
He gripped her crotch and squeezed and her shoulders erupted in goosebumps.
They began to grind, and although Liza was tentative at first, the frothing mound was warm and sensual, and though she didn't cum again, she got close. Alex was close to the edge himself, her fingers were skillful at keeping his cock poised and dripping, when she said, "Hold on," paused, and then said, "I'm peeing."
He kept her eyes on her face. At first fear and disgust, which warped into a kind of giddy pride, and then, there it was again - excitement.
"I have a hard wooden chair with your name on it," Alex said.
Her eyes widened, and she dove beneath the covers.
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