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When I started flirting with this incredibly handsome stranger at the bar, I had no idea the encounter would end with me waking up to a bedwetter! Otherwise, I may have skipped the fast and furious lovemaking and put him straight in pampers. Let me tell you how it all went down!
Waking Up To A Bedwetter
I went out to the bar with a few girlfriends last night. It may seem strange to go out on a Tuesday night but you have no idea the kind of Monday I had. Your girl was in need of some stress-free relaxation with the girls! We needed to let down our hair, and that’s just what we did.
We drank and danced. And danced and drank. Then, this handsome blonde pressed up behind me. He leaned down and whispered that together, we looked like Barbie and Ken. It was a lame pickup line, but I fell for it. He rubbed my body against his and kissed my neck til I was swooning. After a while, he gave his number and address to my friends and said that he was taking his Barbie home to her dream house. The guy was smooth, okay!
His house was as sleek and sexy as he was, and we had the best sex. He fucked me for hours. Fast and hard, then slow and sensual, and then slow but deep. I passed out in his bed, completely satisfied and seriously relaxed. Until I few hours later when I felt warm wettness surrounding my hips. I sat up and wondered if maybe, with so many drinks, I had wet myself, but it wasn’t me. I shook his shoulder and hissed, “Hey! Wake up! You wet the bed.”
He blinked sleepy eyes at me and pulled me against him. “Sorry, I have accidents.” He whispered and kissed my shoulder as if it was no big deal. His hard cock rubbed at my ass, and his hands cupped my tits.
“Shouldn’t we get up!” I squealed, but he kissed me and spread my legs. His hand rubbed my pussy under where his wetness puddled around us.
“After,” he growled. I knew I would have to diaper this bedwetter, but I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to let him finish pleasing me first.
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