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Charlie Kirby

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Charlie Kirby last won the day on March 11 2015

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Personal Information

  • My pronouns are..
    she/her

My Kinks

  • I'm into..
    Bedwetting
    Diapers
    Hyper wetting
    Watersports
    Cuddling
    Pleasure control
    Stomach bulging

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  1. Thank you!! 🤗 Thanks, I’m glad you enjoy my style ☺️ Aw thank you 😊 This is exactly the combination I aim for so it means so much that you’ve noticed!! ❤️
  2. It’s mid afternoon when we make our lunch stop. My legs are tired already, tummy hungry, and wholesome tingles coming from my bladder. Seven miles into woodland, we’re in the complete privacy of wilderness. Under our shorts we’re both sporting tell-tale bulges. Daisy leans back against a tree and scratches at her crotch. “I think I need to change,” she admits, worried I’ll be disappointed. Yours truly had the bright idea of negating pee stops by packing our bottoms into big comfy diapers. Only four hours and several wettings later, it’s getting a bit uncomfortable. I kneel in front of my love, feeling my own heavy load stretch around my bottom, butterflies dancing as I unzip her fly. Before I know it I’m looking at a ballooning diaper, tightly holding all that water that since this morning, has passed her beautiful lips, trickled all the way through her belly, and has ended up in her padded pants. I poke a finger through a leg hole, the hot squidgy wetness instantly turning me on. She knows me too well. As I feel around inside, she goes suspiciously quiet. I see her tummy squeeze and then a flood of heat envelops my finger. Golden liquid begins to pour over my hand and down her leg. Quickly I pull out, cupping the full diaper against her, muffling the hiss and feeling the warmth spread through the padding. “You’re so easy,” She laughs at me, playing with my hair. I allow a moment for her teasing burst to absorb, then I unpick her waistband and pull back the sodden underwear. It feels so heavy in my hands, I can’t help but squeeze it so that her golden juice dribbles out and wets my fingers. She stands half naked over me, looking around at the ancient oaks. ‘Lick her clean,’ the voice in my head tempts. I look up again at her, then down at my hand full of her pee. Then up at her. This time our eyes meet. We smile at each other in silence. Then her eyes widen as she realises what I’m thinking. Before she says a word, my lips part and I burry my tongue in her. She tastes bitter. Her pee and sweat fill my senses. I lose all dignity, in seconds becoming an excited kitten feverishly licking every inch of her most tender spot. “Sweetheart…” she whimpers. But her sentence is as lost as my inhibitions. Her hips curl and buck. Inside me a curious storm is brewing. I feel my heart racing and deep down the excited beginnings of something great. Daisy twists and writhes against my tongue. As she moans, I start flooding my diaper. The heat hangs between my legs, captive in the swollen pants. Squeezing my thighs together presses the overflowing padding into me. It bulges and rubs against me. Hissing, fast breaths, birdsong. I lick, gulp and pee. Daisy succumbs first. At the moment she goes I push my tongue as far as I can, feeling every contraction as if it were my own. Clinging onto her trembling legs, it’s like she’s pulling me off a cliff. My own spasms shake my core. Pleasure erupts with the last squirts of pee, joy flooding my veins as golden rivers flood my shorts. We fall together. It’s perfect, captivating every sense and pleasing every need. Afterwards, we lay in the grass together. Her full diaper is near my head, and I stare at the yellowed padding while she cleans me up. We eat our lunch with naked bottoms drying in the breeze. When it’s time to go we agree- it’s shewees for the rest of the day.
  3. So here’s a few questions to help decide, don't feel you have to reply here although obviously you are welcome to… Would you hate being found out more or less than confessing? If the situation doesn’t change, how would you feel? How important is the sexual side of your relationship? How important is this fetish within your enjoyment of sex?
  4. Hey. I’m so sorry to hear your experience. I’ve made it policy to never offer advice - all I can say is you know you and your relationship best and you must trust your own judgement. Think hard about how you feel now, how you might feel if they found out, how you might feel if they never found out. My personal story is I was in a similar boat a few years back. My partner had not directly said she wasn’t into it but I had an accent on an early date and I read her reaction and meaning she didn’t want it repeated. I hid it for a long time. Little did I know she already knew what I was up to, so when I eventually confessed it wasn’t unexpected. It turned out good in the long run for us. We’re engaged now. Good luck with your decision. ❤️
  5. You have no idea how much your comment means to me. I’m proud of my body of work on here, even if by today’s standards my old posts aren’t so great. Anyway it’s nice to know I haven’t been forgotten! Thank you. ❤️ Great to be back 😊
  6. Interesting, and I'm glad you found a compromise and it sounds like it's going ok for you!
  7. Thank you 😊 This is an interesting insight into trans life. May I ask, when did you transition and how are you finding it?
  8. Thank you 😊 I appreciate you taking the time to say such kind words. Best wishes ❤️
  9. People are amazing, aren’t they? You are amazing. Remember to be kind to the person you are. Treat them well, because you’re with them until the end.

  10. Thank you ☺️ Your kind words mean a lot ❤️ I see you’ve got your decade badge too. Well done and thank you for being part of the community!!
  11. Damn wish could I manage that just from reading. You’ve got a talent there 😆👏
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