After Bobby had cum in his diaper, and I had cum with him for the first time, my whole body screamed to keep doing this, take it as far as my desires went. At first, I believed that just meant 'make him cum in his diaper even harder' but I soon learned it involved a whole lot more.
By the time we had dressed and went downstairs, my parents had returned home, yet to my surprise Bobby chose to introduce himself to them as my boyfriend, and that he had a medical condition that required him to wear diapers. I knew how nervous he must have felt saying this by the way he played with his hands at the front of his pants, shielding his diaper, but he wanted to be honest, so there wouldn't be any serious surprises later.
My parents took it in stride, giving me the impression, they felt proud of me for overlooking Bobby's embarrassing disability by complimenting me on my choice of boyfriend. It made me want to cringe. Still, I felt proud that Bobby showed such courage in front of my parents that I could not help believing I had some role in unlocking it for him.
Almost getting caught by my parents, and our relationship becoming public knowledge amongst our friends and family in the coming week embarrassed us into not getting too close for a bit. Apart from meeting up before and after school, we kept our dates clean. All the while the looks and touches on our hands and elbows we gave each other only increased our eagerness to take off our pants together.
We got our chance when one morning I did not see Bobby before class. I heard he missed first period too, so I asked him later where he went, to which he replied he had a surprise he wanted to show me.
Once our classes ended, Bobby lead me to the forest in the hills just beyond the boundaries of our neighborhood. He took my hand as we went off the beaten path into a patch of dense brush. We crawled beneath it through a tunnel of twisted leaves and branches. I watched Bobby's butt; his pants stretched large by his diaper. I listened to it crinkle. It got me excited. We held ourselves back for so long I wondered what he had in mind.
The brush tunnel delivered us to an open space in the middle of the large expanse of shrubs where the sun shined through the tall trees onto the soft ground below. Bobby told me as a kid he explored here a lot, finding cool places like this. I then noticed a big, puffy blanket spread out for us to lie on, which was why Bobby missed class earlier. He wanted to set up a secret place for us to be alone together.
The only way I thought to express my gratitude was to take Bobby's hand, pull him onto the comfy blanket with me and make out. Our legs entangled as we held each other close. I felt the hardness in Bobby's diaper against my crotch. I knew then what I wanted to do.
"All that walking, and crawling got my legs sweaty," I said breaking our long kiss to pull off my pants.
Bobby froze while he watched me reveal my baby blue panties.
"You should take yours off too," I told him, which was the real goal in order to get another gander at his diaper.
I noticed he wet it quite a bit since he did not get a chance to change it since this morning, but I did not care. I snuggled right up to him with my baby blues touching his diaper.
Bobby could not take his eyes off my panties. He squirmed in his wet diaper trying to stop himself from bursting. I knew all I needed to do was rub my baby blue panties against his bulge, and Bobby would have no choice but to cum in his diaper. I wanted more than that though. I decided to tease him till he wanted that to happen.
"Why don't we just relax and take a nap for a while," I said wrapping around his arm and leaning my head against his shoulder.
"S-sure," Bobby replied, desperate to not sploosh in his diaper too soon.
When I felt sure he closed his eyes, I unbuttoned my blouse within Bobby's field of vision, just enough to reveal the top of my breasts cupped into my baby blue bra. Then I waited, feeling giddy at every passing second for what would happen next.
Once he opened his eyes, he squeezed my arm while letting out surprised, staggered breathes. Bobby was consumed by the tantalizing sight of my breasts. He even clutched the bulge in his diaper with his free hand in a doomed attempt to not cum in his diaper. I knew that was pointless. Bobby had been on the verge since we laid down on the blanket.
Instead of waiting for him to want it to happen, I decided to let him get the most out of his inevitable cummie diaper. (I loved how cute 'cummie diaper' sounded.) I guided his hand that gripped my arm up to my chest. He slipped it beneath my blouse all the while squeezing the hardness in his wet diaper, breathing hard and fast with eyes mesmerized by my breasts. He only got as far as the cup of my baby blue bra before I made him cum in his diaper.
"A...a...a...a...h...h...h!" Bobby moaned in a high pitch stammer like a chugging train.
His bulge rose a little as he squirted once, twice and a third time into his diaper. He removed his hand from my blouse, rolling over on his side to clutch both hands against his diaper like he needed to pee, but I knew it was because he thought I was too much for him despite the control he showed till now. My panties and my baby blue bra were enough to make him give in to me. All the confidence he showed till now got erased by one cummie diaper.
I switched onto my side just far enough apart to not press against his back. I needed to give him a moment to recover from how hard I made him squirt into his diaper. I waited till his breathes steadied and his shoulders loosened up. He still held his hands to his cummie diaper, but he no longer squeezed it like a painful wound.
I ventured to rest my hand on his shoulder asking, "How do you feel?"
"I...feel...in..." his said in between still catching his breath, "...my diaper..." He repeated, "...my diaper..."
I forgot what he said next hearing the echo, "My diaper. My diaper," inside my head. It sent a jolt of ecstasy through my body so intense my hand wandered down to my panties and slipped beneath it to follow where this pleasure was taking me.
"Bobby, can you do me a huge favor?" I asked, "Can you keep saying, 'My diaper?'"
He obliged, not knowing what I was doing yet, but he caught on while I had my eyes closed, losing myself in unbridled joy. I'm sure the chance to pleasure me would make him feel better. He continued saying it as he rolled me onto my back, and ever so slow kissed me from my forehead on down repeating, "My diaper," kissing my cheek, "my diaper," kissing my neck till he reached my blouse.
He kissed my lips, ever so gentle, while unbuttoning it till, he fully exposed my breasts heaving up and down in my baby blue bra as my breathes quickened along with my hand down my panties.
I opened my eyes to see him staring at me, mouth open in aw, and it did not go unnoticed that the bulge returned in his cummie diaper. I smiled, reaching out my free hand to stroke it, catching Bobby off guard.
He looked me in the eyes, and in the sweetest, pleading voice possible, I said, "Join me."
He knew what I meant, leaning over me with one hand on the blanket and the other replacing mine, so he could rub the hardness in his cummie diaper.
Since Bobby went along with me, my excitement grew till I sensed my climax rushing toward me. I glanced at Bobby's eyes, which he kept opening and closing to stare at my boobs puffing up and down in my baby blue bra. I grinned at how transfixed he was by my breasts that I knew by now meant he would soon cum in his diaper.
