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Diapers

Diapers was a girl I dated fairly often. She was a cute and sweet young gal that always seemed happy and on the verge of giggling. She was in her early twenties and had a one-year-old son. Diapers lived with her parents who helped her care for her baby. She carried around a few extra pounds and was nicely rounded. Like most heavier girls, she had a wonderfully large set of tits.

I was beginning to really appreciate bigger girls and their big tits.

The first time I picked Diapers up for a date, her father and mother had a very unusual talk with me. They told me their daughter was free to do anything she liked. I just needed to be certain she got home safely. Her father even made a point of telling me, “…she’s been fixed.”

I had a hard time believing what these parents were telling me about their daughter. Were they saying it was ok to fuck their daughter, as long as I brought her home safely? It sure seemed like it.

Diapers got her CB handle from me. It came from a near accident, which resulted in another accident.

We had been riding around town one evening in my classic ‘66 Dodge Charger. We were chatting on the CB with her parents and some of my other friends. deneme bonusu veren siteler We scared the hell out of them all when, over the air, they heard my tires squeal, Diapers scream, and me yell. “OH SHIT!”

Diapers parents, and a number of my CB friends, immediately wanted to know what happened and were we were all right.

It took a long time for the laughter to fade when I told them what had happened. I had swerved hard to miss a wayward skunk, but got him anyway. Luckily, it was a clean kill. He never had a chance to spray my car. Thank God for 14” wide rear tires, and a skunk whose business end was aimed toward the roadside, and away from my car.

Diapers however, who had naturally been startled and a bit frightened by my abrupt maneuver continued to look upset. I thought it was all over. She didn’t want to tell me why she was upset. She just insisted I take her home right away.

When we got to her home, she quickly got out of the car, and ran inside. I then realized why she needed to get home. It was a good thing my seats were vinyl. Her seat was soaking wet. The near accident with the skunk had caused Diapers to have an accident of her own. She had pissed her pants, and nearly flooded my car’s seat.

As if she wasn’t embarrassed enough, I added insult to injury. While she cleaned up and changed her deneme bonusu clothes, I drove to the nearest store and bought a pack of disposable diapers for her baby. When she came out of the house, I gave her the pack of diapers. The pack had been opened and one diaper was missing. She thought her son had needed changing. When I opened the car door for her, she saw why the package had been opened. I had spread the missing diaper on her seat. “…to catch any further accidents.” I told her.

Hence, her handle became Diapers. Even her father started calling her Diapers. After he quit laughing, that is. Her mother did her best to hold in her laugh. She failed. Poor Diapers.

Diapers and I spent many enjoyable evenings together. We attended sporting events, watched movies, ate out often, and frequently ended up in bed.

She was a wonderfully energetic lover. Every time we made love, she acted like it was something new and special to her.

Diapers loved having her sizable tits fondled, pinched, and sucked. Fingering her pussy would frequently bring her to orgasm. She had just one little quirk. She always wanted my dick’s entry into her pussy to be hard, fast, and deep. Each time, before I entered her, she raised and spread her knees. She would then say to me. “Ram it to me, honey.”

I would position my dick at her pussy’s entrance, and, with one hard thrust, bury my cock deep in her hole. Diapers would give a sharp gasp as I slammed into her. Her pussy was always very tight. After the ramming entry, I’d hold my dick deep in her horny hole. I could feel her pussy’s muscles move as they milked my cock.

As I started stroking in and out of Diapers, she would wrap her legs around my waist and put her arms around my neck. She’d grunt and groan with every stroke. When I dumped my load deep in her pussy, she would usually cum too. She said the feeling of my warm cum pumping into her helped get her off.

I think, of all the dates we went on, the most fun we had was on a two-night trip to attend a large CB Break held at the county fairgrounds outside Tucson, Ariz. Diapers’ parents watched her baby while we went to what became one big party.

We had waited too long before deciding to go, so we could not get a motel room in the fairgrounds area. Luckily, the weather was warm, and the rear seats in my car folded nearly flat. So, with some towels covering the windows, and several blankets for a cushion, we had an instant room. From dusk to nearly dawn both nights, my car’s suspension was kept in action. I think we were trying to wear each other out. Neither of us succeeded, but it sure was fun trying. Diapers claimed to be sore for a week. Though I never admitted it, I was sore as well.

Shortly after that, she and her family moved to Ohio. I never saw her again. Too bad! Diapers was a fun girl to be around.

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