Lan

Emma and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months. We knew each other from work. One afternoon she offered me a lift home, and as she lived reasonably close by mine she asked if I minded stopping by her house as she needed to pick something up. I said okay, and she took me to her bedroom. Next thing I knew, she started straddling me, grinding on me, spanking herself and shaking her arse in my face. “I've always had my eye on you” she said as she lowered her bum, winking over her shoulder at me. It just happened suddenly, but we ended up fucking. I didn't have her down as the dirty type, or someone who could be so forward like that. She always carried herself off as a polite, mild mannered and slightly meek person at work, but this was a different side to her. And she was pretty sexy, in a girl next door kind of way. She was tall, had auburn hair and would always wear skin tight jeans, so tight you could see the visible panty line of the old school bikini knickers she liked to wear. One day I was over at hers, in her bedroom, just chatting, having not even had any sex yet. She was wearing a skin tight pair of blue jeans and a grey long sleeved shirt. She asked me a random question out of the blue. “Do you have any fetishes?” I couldn't possibly answer. She continued. “I was thinking, I'm enjoying this with you, but I was thinking, maybe we should get a little, you know, more dirty with each other?” She then continued. “I'm asking you this because, well, erm, I have a fetish myself which I wanna try, but I dunno if you'd be all weirded out by it.” I asked her what it was. “I don't know how to tell you this” she grinned, seemingly now embarassed. “In fact, forget what I said, it's nothing” she shook her head, “I need to go to the toilet anyway”. I asked her again, and she sighed. “Alright. Please don't think I'm weird or anything like that” she asked me. I promised her. Then she leant forward into my ear, smiling. And she whispered “I like wearing nappies.” I stopped for a moment. Nappies, as in, like babies? I asked her, what? “I just like wearing nappies” she reiterated, “nappies. Under my clothes. Instead of underwear.” Naturally I asked her why enjoyed this. She was rather cagey in how she discovered her fetish for wearing nappies and it seemed like there could have been some kind of story behind this, but the way she explained it to me, it sounded like she just had an urge to start wearing them some time during her teenage years when she was still discovering her sexuality. “I still doing remember wearing one for the first time and fingering myself after” she said, before pulling an orgasm face. I asked her if anyone else knew about this, but she told me no. She hadn't had many relationships in her life, romantic or just casual sexual relationships. Little more than drunken hookups with random guys she'd meet in bars, and they were no good to share this with. I asked her if she wears them to work. She giggled naughtily. “I might do, but who knows?” she winked. Then, I asked her if she was wearing one now. She smiled at me sultrily, and stood up in front of me, not a word said. She unbuttoned her skintight blue jeans, pulled the zipper down, and then pulled the jeans down. Lo and behold, Emma was stood right in front of me, clad in a Pamper's nappy. It maybe clung a little tight, but nontheless it wasn't notably tight for her rather lean figure. She kicked the jeans off from the bottom of her legs, and ran a finger across the patterened front of her nappy. “Well, what do you think?” she grinned. She turned around and wiggled her bum. I told her it looked good. Then I asked her, does she ever use them? “What do you mean, 'use them'” she teased. I asked her if she ever liked to pee, or even poo her nappy. She just giggled. “Well, I do kinda need a wee. Why, do you wanna see?” she asked. I said yes, I wanted to see her use her nappy. “You sure? You won't be digusted at all?” she asked. I just shook my head. “Well...alright” She exhaled through her nose and within a moment, an audible gushing sound could be heard. Her jaw dropped slightly open and she exhaled again. The bottom of her nappy was growing yellow with piss, showing that she was definitely using her nappy. “It feels good” she sighed. Then she let out a gasp of relief. “That's better” she grinned cheekily. “Now I need to change my nappy.” Immediately I volunteered to do the job. “You want to change me?” she asked, half flattered, half surprised. I told her yes. “Oh, well, sure” she giggled, “there's some nappies under my bed” So I crawled under her bed and reached for a half used packet of Pampers. When I came out from under the bed and stood up, Emma was already laying on the bed, legs wide open, arms behind her head, her nappy piss sodden. She was ready to have her nappy changed. I pulled out a fresh nappy and climbed on top of her. I undid the first strap on her used nappy, a quick almost ripping sound, and did the same for the other. I then pulled the nappy out from under her bum, which was somewhat heavy with the amount of pee, and then rolled it up, before strapping it shut and placing it to one side. “You're quite good at this” she giggled. Then I lifted her legs up, opened the fresh nappy and placed it under her bum. I pulled the front over her crotch, and pulled the two straps on to it. Emma was changed. “You know, I've always wanted someone to do this for me” she said, “someone to change my nappy” “Maybe you can be my daddy” she winked. ___ Two days after Emma revealed her fetish for wearing nappies to me, she texted me: “What time you free? Wanna come over? ” followed by a winking emoji. Her usual message when she wanted a shag. No mention of nappies though. No pictures of her wearing one. Maybe she felt a little embarrassed when I left. So I turned up at her house, and knocked on the door. She answered, clad in a dressing gown, her hair wet. “Just got out of the shower” she explained. She led me upstairs and into her room. As soon as we entered, she started untying her dressing gown. “You know what we did the other day?” she asked me. She then pulled her dressing gown open to reveal that she was wearing just a nappy underneath it, and nothing else, her breasts visible. “When I did a wee in my nappy and you said you wanted to change me?” she asked, as she pulled the dressing gown off and dropped it onto the floor. She was now stood in front of me, her Pamper's nappy that clung to her body being the only things between her and stark nakedness. “Well, can I ask you, if you'd be okay with changing me for, well, you know, other things?” she asked rather awkwardly. I wanted her to clarify. “I'll tell you what. I'll let you decide. If it's too disgusting, I won't do this with you any more” she said. “but I just want someone to watch me at least” She wasn't suggesting what I thought she was, surely? But she jumped backwards onto her bed, her wet hair flicking as her bum hit the quilt. She then rolled onto her back and pulled her legs behind her head with her hands, her upside down arse pointed at me. “Let me know what you think” she said. Then she strained her face for a moment, before letting out a slight sigh. Suddenly a thick, pungent smell slowly began to fill the room. Oh wow, she was! She was now pooing in her nappy! “It's a big one!” she grinned. Then she strained her face again, and this time she grunted. I started breathing through my mouth because the smell of Emma's shit was strong. “Oooh, it is big!” she said. A third straining of her face, held for a moment, then her face relaxed once more as she sighed and pushed out the last bit of her poo. She then relaxed her body, her legs now flat on her bed. She pulled her upper body upwards. “I know, I'm a dirty girl” she grinned cheekily, seemingly blasé about the fact that she had just pooed her nappy right in front of me. “So, what do you think now?” she asked me, “because my nappy really does need changing!” I said I would change her nappy. So I reached under her bed, and pulled out the pack of Pampers from the usual spot, even less full than the other day. “Don't forget the wipes” she told me. I spotted a pack and grabbed them. I then climbed on top of her and reached for her nappy. I undid the straps and pulled her legs up to pull it out. Wow, there was a lot of shit in there. Rolling Emma's used, soiled, messy, dirty nappy up, I strapped it shut and put it down. I then rolled her over onto her front and opened the baby wipes, needing to grab quite a few, and began wiping her bum clean. Safe to say, I needed to use quite a few! “Make sure you get right deep into that arse of mine!” she teased. In response to this comment, I slapped a clean part of her bum and she let out a sexual shriek. “Ooh, that's what I get for being a dirty girl!” I kept wiping until her bum and crack were clean. Once that was done, I again reached for a fresh nappy and did the same as a few days ago. Legs up, nappy under the bum, legs down, front of nappy over her crotch, left strap on, right strap on, done. “Very nice. There's only one problem though” she said to me. I asked her what. She looked down at her nappy. “I'm really horny now” she said, and she pulled one of the straps off. “So I won't be needing this for a while” She pulled the other strap off, and she threw the nappy across the room. “Now. Get inside me” she said to me.

Sometimes on days where me and Shell weren't able to see each other, she'd send me videos of her stripping and sometimes play with herself. She said this would give me something to “occupy myself” until we next fucked. One day, on a day I was to go over to her place, my phone went and the notification said that Shell had sent me a video. It was about six minutes long. I pressed the play button. She was sat at the desk in her bedroom and spoke into the camera. “I'm gonna strip, but this isn't one of my normal stripping videos” she said, and then smiled. She stood up and took a few steps back from her chair. She was wearing a white vest and a pair of grey skinny jeans. She placed both her hands over her crotch area began swaying her hips. She did a full 360 turn so I could get a look at her arse in those tight jeans as she shook it, and I spotted a beautiful visible panty line. She looked over her shoulder at the camera, winked with her mouth open, and gave her bum a big seductive slap. Still dancing, she removed her vest to reveal a white satin bra, and threw it across the room. Next, she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled the zipper down. With a big yank, she pulled her skinny jeans down to reveal a pair of bikini briefs, pink with black stripes. She kicked her jeans off her feet and away, and then began undoing her bra. She said this wasn't a normal stripping video, but it looked like it to me. What did she mean? She opened her unbuttoned bra and her breasts came loose. Then, she stopped dancing. She looked at the camera. “Like I said, it's not a normal stripping video” she said, now stood there in just a pair of underwear. She turned round and crouched down, momentarily off camera. When she got back up, in her hands was the opened pack of Pampers nappies she'd been using. She looked towards the camera and gave a very naughty and excited giggle. Shell pulled a nappy out of the packet and opened it, laying it out on the bed. She bent over to do it so I could see her brief-clad arse. With her back still turned to the camera, she pulled her underwear down. Then, she jumped up, onto the bed and landed so she sat right where the nappy was laid out, gently bouncing for a moment. She laid back and pulled the front of the nappy over her crotch region, pulling the straps over. Then stood up and faced the camera and felt the straps of the nappy, just to be sure it was strapped on okay. Holy fuck, she looked so sexy. “I should have changed into this before I started filming” she laughed. She walked up to the camera and turned round so I could get a good view of her arse, which she cheekily slapped again. Then she moved her chair back and sat in it, legs fully spread out so I could get a good view of her in her nappy. “I've filled my nappies with shit and piss, but you know what I haven't filled them with?” she asked. “Cum” she answered. And with that, she licked the tips of her fingers, before putting her hand down the front of her nappy and began playing with herself. I could see the nappy slightly bulge every time she moved her hand, along with a slight rustle. She started off slow and gently. “I'm thinking of you” she whispered, “and thinking of you changing my nappy.” More and more, her masturbation grew faster and the nappy's rustle became louder. Her breathing became heavier. “I'm thinking of you” she whispered again, this time clearly closer to orgasm going by the panting in her voice, “sticking your dick in me after you've changed my nappy.” The masturbation grew even more intense until suddenly she pulled a face, scowling with her mouth wide open, the pleasure was that good. She momentarily leaned back, before quickly jerking forward and let out a big gasp at this orgasm she had reached. She thrust her crotch twice before removing her hand from her nappy. “That was good” she sighed. She stood up to gather her clothes. As she put them on she began talking. “You know what would be better than that?” she asked, zipping up her jeans.. “Some dick” she said. * * * Shell answered the door with a smile on her face. I walked in and as soon as she closed the door I grabbed her by her waist and slung her over my shoulder. “Oh, someone's ready!” she yelped cheekily. I carried her into her bedroom and threw her down onto her bed. My instinct was just to fuck her, naked or not. So as soon as I jumped on top of her, I reached for the top button on her jeans. But before I could begin unzipping, there was suddenly a putrid smell of shit in the air. I began sniffing. Shell smirked at me naughtily. “Oopsie, I'm doing a poopsie” she said, before bursting out laughing. Then she screwed up her face and grunted, releasing more shit into her nappy. The smell was intense. I yanked the top button off her jeans, pulled the zipper down, and yanked her jeans down to reveal her now messy nappy. “I've not even had my arse wiped yet!” she giggled. I ripped Shell's used nappy off and tossed it across the room, then took my trousers down. Neither of us fully naked, and Shell's unclean bum full of shit, we went at it, there and then.

I had been seeing Shell for a couple of months now. Not dating, just seeing, a friends with benefits type thing. We both, at this moment in time, felt that neither of us wanted to be committed, we just liked having sex with each other, and that was all that there was to our relationship. It all started on a night out when I was outside a bar having a cigarette. She came over to me and asked me for a lighter, and then started chatting to me. She was looking sexy, with her long wavy blonde hair flowing and fairly tall height for a woman, wearing a very light blue top, a blue denim skirt and a pair of brown leather boots. To cut it short, she took me back to her flat that night, and we had been seeing quite a bit of each other since. But the fact she had quite a sweet innocent face, a softly spoken and almost awkward affliction, and that she tended to prefer wearing bikini briefs to the more typically sexy thongs, did enough to hide the fact that this was one dirty minded woman who could just approach a man on a night out and hook up with him. One night when I was at her place, having done the deed again, she threw a curveball at me. “Do you have any fetishes?” I didn't know how to answer this. What a loaded question from someone who wasn't even my girlfriend. I didn't want to answer truthfully in case she thought I was some kind of sick, weird freak. I opted to tell her that I liked arses and women's underwear, which of course I was, but I wanted to leave it at that. “That's not true” she laughed, teasingly. “I can tell you're someone who's into weird stuff!” I insisted that these were all I was into. “Come on, I know you're lying!” she teased again, “I'm not gonna judge, everyone has a fetish.” I was hesitant at first, but she kept pushing me and pushing me to tell her, so in the end I bit the bullet and told her, because I felt like there was no other way of stopping her from badgering me. I told her I was into women who wore nappies. Awaiting the shocked and weirded out response, I instead got a nonchalant “oh. Cool” from Shell, which was surprising, almost sounding slightly disappointed I didn't mention anything weirder and kinkier. “You mean like those websites where women dress up as babies?” she then asked I told her no, I wasn't into age play, just the idea of a woman wearing a nappy under regular clothes, as if it was just another pair of underwear. “I always wondered what it'd be like to wear nappies again, must feel weird” she said. And our casual relationship continued for a few more weeks. Shell didn't mention what I'd told her. It was just the usual sex. * * * One day, she asked me over to her place. She answered the door, wearing a black vest and a lime green cotton skirt with darker green floral prints on it. She led me into the living room. “Take a seat” she said, “I just want to talk about, you know, us.” Oh no. She was ending it with me, wasn't she? It wasn't like I was in love with her, I just enjoyed the sex. I sat down but she remained stood up, looking down on me. “I've been thinking, we've been seeing each other for a while now” she began, “and I'm sure you must be thinking this too, but all this sex we're having with each other, is it not growing a bit boring?” She paused. “I mean just normal sex” she continued, “we've tried pretty much everything with each other that counts as normal sex.” She paused again. “That's why I want to try something new. Now, I remember what you said to me before” she said. At that moment, she slid her skirt down, to reveal something that was a bit of a shock. She had been wearing a nappy under the skirt. She was stood there in front of me, in a Pamper's nappy. Holy shit, I wasn't expecting this! She smiled at me, almost naughtily, and quickly slid her finger across the front of the nappy that clung to her lean hips and then shook her hips. “It fits quite well” she smiled. My god, I was rock hard at this point. “But some conditions. If you want this” she said, grabbing her crotch, “you've got to earn it.” I wasn't sure what she meant. “The stuff's all under my bed. Now, change me.” And with that, she inhaled and then screwed her face up. She wasn't, surely? A moment later she let out a slight grunt, and this was followed by an intensely putrid smell that filled the room. She actually was! She was using the nappy she was wearing! I couldn't believe it. She screwed her face up again, and let out a wet fart, followed by another grunt. This was unreal. I was not expecting this. She let out a strained grunt, as if she was pushing out all the shit available. Then she let out a sigh of relief. “That's better” she smiled. “You know what to do” I ran to her room, barely able to walk over having a hard on over what I just witnessed. I reached under her bed and found an open pack of Pampers, and some baby wipes, which had also curiously been opened. Had she been “practising”, I wondered? When I returned to the living room, Shell was laid on the floor on her back. The stench of her shit was way more noticeable having been out of it. “I never realised how good shitting yourself actually feels” she smiled. I undid the straps on her nappy and pulled her legs up to pull it out. God, there was a lot of shit in there. I turned her over onto her front then I rolled the nappy up and cast it to one side. I pulled out a handful of baby wipes and began wiping her bum clean of all the poo. Safe to say, I needed to use quite a few. “Ooh, my bum's all wet!” she teased. When I was done wiping her, I rolled her onto her back and reached for the pack of Pampers. I pulled a fresh nappy out, opened it up, raised her legs, slid the nappy under her bum, brought her legs down, and then pulled the nappy up over her front, pulling the straps over. There, done. Shell stood up and looked down on her nappy. “Nice job” she said, “the thing is, I'm not sure how long I'm gonna need this” And with that, she threw her black top off, revealing her bare breasts, and literally ripped her nappy off and threw it across the room. Within moments I'd taken my clothes off. She jumped onto her sofa and lay on her back and I climbed on top of her. I shoved my hard, throbbing dick in her. Pounding her mercilessly. She almost looked in pain but that was her sexual pleasure face. She kept letting out yelps of pleasure. “I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!” she screamed. And at the same time, we both reached climax. She got up, out of breath, and walked over to pick her nappy up, and she strapped it back on. “Change is good” she smiled. TO BE CONTINUED

Hi, I've been trying to find a video which used to be on DD until the change to the new video section and since then I can't seem to find it. It features a woman who is (I think?) German standing in what appears to be a bath tub. She's wearing a load of diapers and she strips each one off until she becomes bare naked. If anyone knows where I can watch it, that would be a great help. Thanks!