Me and my boyfriend Antonio went to downtown Savannah a while ago, and sometimes I wear diapers when I’m with him, but I went with panties and a skirt then, thinking I’d love to get a good quickie with me bent over the nearest flat surface at some point. That can still work with diapers but it’s not as quick! He did tell me he wanted me to wear diapers, but I decided to be naughty. In any case, when I’m in public, I’m usually ok controlling myself, unless I’ve been diapered. They make me lose all control, no matter the circumstances. But in public and in panties, I can usually get to a bathroom on time.

Even after the sun had set, it was still hot and humid enough to have us sweating.  Antonio made sure I was drinking lots of water, telling me he wanted me to stay hydrated. After an hour or so, I was asking him if he saw a bathroom nearby.

“Not now, baby. Maybe later,” Antonio said. I hadn’t told him I wasn’t wearing a diaper, and I was afraid that if I did tell him, I’d have to put one on. He always carried extra diapers with us. “Drink some more water, sweetie. I don’t want you to get dehydrated.”

I drank some more water, but not much. I had to pee and didn’t want to have an accident.

We walked a bit more, and I asked to use a bathroom again, but was again told no. But Antonio did ask, “Why don’t you use your diaper, if you’ve got to go so badly?”

“Cuz, I don’t need to,” I replied.

At one point, I started to beg, “Pleeeeease, Antonio, I have to gooooo…”

Antonio started to say, “Just use your—” when he patted my bottom. I winced, knowing I was in trouble. “Where’s your diaper?” he asked.

“If I could use the bathroom, I wouldn’t need it,” I said, rather defiantly.

“Well, if that’s your position, I’m sure you can hold it till we get home,” he said as I handed him my empty water bottle.

“Are we going home now?” I asked, hopefully.

“No, we’re going down to the waterfront. Then we’ll go.” I groaned. “What? You said so yourself, you’re a big girl. You can wait. Drink more water.”

I tried to hold it, I really did, but I had already held my pee for so long! As I walked, I began to feel hot drips of pee in my panties, getting them damp. Soon, the drips turned into slow, hot trickles flooding my panties and running down my legs. I was clenching my bladder so tight, but a particularly large stream escaped. All my control broke and urine rushed out of me, down my legs and splattering into a puddle at my feet.

Antonio heard me moan low and turned to see me wetting myself without control in the middle of a public park. “I told you to hold it, young lady. Look at you. You’re just a dirty baby, having an accident like this in public. Come on, we’re getting a diaper on you now!”

Antonio pulled me in between some trees and pulled down my skirt and panties. He spanked me with his open hand until he was satisfied, and then moved me to a dry spot to lay me down. He pulled out wipes and a diaper and cleaned my pussy up (but left my legs dripping). He rubbed A & D Ointment on my red bottom and inserted a vibrating egg inside my pussy before he fastened a diaper on me. “Sweetie, if you’re going to wear big girl panties, then you have to be able to go for a couple hours without wetting yourself. Since you can’t do that, you have to wear diapers, ALL the time, not just when you feel like it.”

I stood up with Antonio’s help and tried to adjust my skirt. But my skirt had wet spots and did nothing to hide the fact that I had a diaper on or hide my dripping legs.

The bullet started vibrating inside me instantly, and I shuddered. I was already wet and aching, from the humiliation getting spanked and diapered in public. As I followed Antonio to where we parked the car, the egg began vibrating faster, and I clutched Antonio’s hand harder.

We were only halfway there when the vibrations jumped considerably, and my breathing became ragged and fast. I was given more water to drink, which I chugged each time it was handed to me. My mouth was dry, and I was on my fourth bottle before we ever saw the car.

“See, baby, don’t you feel better drinking water with a diaper on?” Antonio asked as he patted my bottom. I nodded as shivers from the toys started sending the beginnings of an orgasm through me. I could feel my diaper start to fill up as I focused all my self-control on not cuming in front of everyone around. The waves of warm liquid filling my diaper only served to make me hotter and achier down there.

Finally, we were by the car where it was parked next some small woods. I grabbed Antonio and navigated through the trees till I found a spot hidden from the road. I pulled Antonio to me, kissing him hard. I moved my mouth to his ear, nipping his lobe and telling him that I needed to be changed again.

“Ok, baby, lay down,” he said in soothing tones, lightly pushing on my shoulders.

“No. Standing. Take it off me right now.” I was backing up into a tree trunk. Antonio complied, letting the diaper fall to the ground while I reached inside myself to extract the egg still there.

I pulled Antonio to me and kneeled down to unbuckle and unbutton his pants and pulled them down to his knees. I pulled on his cock and started sucking him hard, getting him to grow until I was satisfied.

I backed up against the tree, pulling him close to me until I could wrap both of my legs around his waist. He guided himself into me, pushing hard and fast into my center where he pounded in and out of me deep and hard. He made my pussy ache and burn in just the right way, and it wasn’t long before I was squeezing down tight on his cock when my orgasm hit. At this, Antonio slammed into me one more time and gave a strangled cry as he filled me up with his cum.

We stayed like that for a few moments, until we were ready to let go and sit down. Antonio diapered me again, and we got in the car to head home. All the water I’d drank that night caused me to wet my diaper in the car.

My boyfriend fucked me again at the house, bent over the couch arm with my wet diaper pulled to the side enough to bare my pussy. After we both came again, he changed my diaper and put me to bed in nothing else.

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