Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270
My bed was warm, incredibly warm for what the AC should have been set to. Not ready to wake up yet, I shoved rational thinking away and pulled my dream closer to me. I was floating in the pool, the sunshine warming my skin and the water flooding around my hips. My fingers dipped by my thighs as if to swirl the water and move my float across the pool’s surface. That’s when my dream self and reality clashed.
My bed was actually wet. I blinked my eyes open and looked down. Leaky pants had done it again. I smiled, seeing the reason my bed was so warm. My adult baby was sprawled over me; his body heat was overwhelming, like a small furnace. His sweet face was pressed to my shoulder, his big arm over my stomach, and his soggy diaper was humping against my thigh, causing his overnights to leak around my hips.
Mornings With Leaky Pants
I shifted under him, but he didn’t wake. The boy sleeps like a rock. My fingers traced down his jaw, and I whispered, “Good morning, leaky pants.” He still didn’t respond. Looking over his face, I almost hated to wake him. His hips were digging his morning diaper wood into my thigh, and I thought if I could maneuver him just a little, this would be more enjoyable for the both of us.
Carefully, I pressed my weight into the wet sheets and slid myself under him. Pulling my leg from under his diaper to wrap it around his hip. His arm clutched me tighter; someone else didn’t want to wake up just yet, either. This time when his sleeping hips humped forward, his wet diaper smushed against the center of my panties. He was really, really wet, but the firmness of his cock felt delicious as he unconsciously rocked it against my clit. My fingers stroked his back as I began to lift my hips to meet his thrusts.
morning diaper wood
A moan slipped from my lips, and his sleepy head lifted to blink his unfocused eyes at me. “Mommy?” He leaned on his elbow to rub his eyes. I smiled, knowing his cock wasn’t ready for our fun to be over simply because he’d woken up. It was his turn to moan now as I locked my legs around him and rolled us over. “Oh no!” He gasped, feeling the warm wetness of the sheets under him. “I leaked.” He whimpered as his brain caught up to our situation. I sat up tall on him, and his hands moved to my hips. Those chocolate brown eyes focused on where my panties fucked his diaper, and his fingers grew tight on my skin. “Fuck, Mommy, I’m going to cum in my wet diaper.”
“Hold it.” I groaned as I worked my pussy harder on his diaper shaft. “Not till Mommy does.”
Phonesex with Felicity 1844-332-2639 x 270