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Delta Lambda Gamma: Chapter 10
🕑 Added 2022-09-07 16:00:08 +0000 UTCChun has something she wants. What Chun wants, Chun usually gets. Ginger may have a surprise or two for her, however.
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Ginger’s room always seemed smaller when Chun was in it. It was a small room to begin with, there was hardly space for Ginger and her roommate to turn around at the same time. They’d have more space if they stacked the beds into bunks, but Alice didn’t want to be on the bottom bunk.
I understand why she doesn’t, but it’s annoying she feels that way. I can’t be on the bottom one.
Chun swayed into Ginger’s line of sight, breaking her concentration. The shift in position put her more firmly between Ginger and the door. It’d happened enough times by now that Ginger knew Chun was doing it deliberately. She also knew that Chun would stop doing it if she was asked.
Why don’t I ask her to stop cornering me?
“Still thinking about it? Or are you spacing out?” Chun put her hands on Ginger’s knees. Despite how tame the contact was, Ginger’s mind went immediately to every touch she and Chun had shared. She was wet immediately.
Right. That’s why I don’t.
“You came out of nowhere asking me that. You really want me to wear a diaper?”
“I want to put you in a diaper.”
“But if you did that you’d see…”
“That’s right. I’d see your sexy bottom half.” Chun leaned in to whisper in Ginger’s ear. “Naked.”
Ginger shivered and gasped. Chun grabbed Ginger’s calves, pulling her legs out from under her. In a moment, Ginger went from sitting on her heels, in a mobile position, to sitting on her butt. She was leaning back on her elbows, with Chun kneeling between her legs.
“I want to take these jeans off you.” Chun ran the flat of her hand across the fly of said jeans. “I want to put a big fluffy diaper on those pretty hips and watch you wet it. Twice. Then, I want to put my hand inside it, and touch you.”
Ginger moaned. Horrified at how wanton the sound had been, she clapped a hand over her mouth. Losing her elbow support put Ginger on her back. Chun seized the moment, lying on top of Ginger. The other girl’s face was tantalizingly close. Chun was warm and soft all along Ginger’s torso, especially where her hips were resting between Ginger’s legs.
“Give me that hand.”
Chun gently peeled Ginger’s hand away from her mouth and pinned it to the bed. She caught the other hand before Ginger could use it to stifle another moan. Chun stifled the sound herself, with her lips.
A full body shudder ran violently through Ginger’s muscles as she surrendered to Chun. Her mouth opened to admit Chun’s insistent tongue. It seemed impossible how fast they’d progressed since their ‘practice date’. Ginger could say no to Chun if she wanted to – but she rarely wanted that.
“You’re so turned on. Do you know how sexy that is? Your eyes devour me when we’re alone. It drives me crazy, how much you want me.”
“Chun.” Ginger whimpered, rubbing her hips against the other girl shamelessly. Except that there actually was a lot of shame. It was humiliating to be such a slave to her desires. Especially since she couldn’t make herself stop.
“When you say my name like that.” Chun shivered. “It sets my brain on fire. I know you’re not ready to make love to me. I respect that. It’s hard not to push you when we both want each other so much.”
“You can push – a little.” Ginger felt her belly quiver. She craned her neck and planted a sloppy kiss on Chun’s neck. It was the other girl’s turn to moan. Ginger could feel her own heartbeat between her legs.
“How far?” Chun panted. “Where do I have to stop?”
“Pants – um – no. Panties.” Ginger was trembling until she felt like she should be able to hear herself rattle. Fear and desire were exploding like antimatter. “Panties have to stay on – both of us.”
“Really?” Chun blinked, swallowing hard. “That’s really okay? I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Please.” Ginger nodded. “Unless it’s too fast? Is it – wrong?”
“No, it’s not wrong. Pretty girl, nothing is wrong about your body.”
“I’m not – a whore?” Sharp pain spiked behind Ginger’s right eye.
“Hey! Don’t say that!” Chun grabbed Ginger into a quick hug.
“I don’t know where that came from, but that’s not who you are. You’re wonderful. Our intimacy is beautiful. You choose how much you can do. I won’t judge you, I promise.”
Tears leaked out of Ginger’s eyes, running down her temples. She parted her lips and tilted her head, begging for a kiss. Closing her eyes when her prayer was answered, Ginger pressed herself against every plane of Chun’s body that she could reach. The taste of her girlfriend calmed the spike behind her eye, but did nothing to still the pounding of her heart.
“Please – strip me. Chun. I want you to see me.”
“I want that too, baby.”
Ginger lay loose and pliable as Chun pulled her shirt off. Chun traced across bare skin with her fingertips, shoulders first, hopping Ginger’s bra to stroke across her belly. Everywhere Chun’s fingers went, they left trails of fire.
“I’m going to take off me, whatever I take off you. Do you want to see me too?”
“So much.” Ginger gasped.
Chun’s took the hem of her shirt and pulled it up. Perfect smooth skin over supple muscle enchanted Ginger. Her mouth was hanging open. She managed to close it and wipe away a bit of drool before Chun got the shirt off her head.
“Your bra is next.” Chun rubbed her palms over Ginger’s belly. “Still okay, baby?”
Panic roiled in the back of Ginger’s mind. It couldn’t break through the thundering desire taking up the rest of her brain space. She nodded deliberately, arching her back. Chun reached around Ginger and deftly unsnapped her bra’s clasp.
“I like what I see.” Chun’s voice was tender, but needy. Her hands cupped Ginger’s breasts, forcing Ginger’s eyes closed in ecstasy.
“Your body is lovely.” Chun gently stroked Ginger’s breasts, lightly tweaking a nipple. Ginger’s eyes snapped open as she cried out.
Was that…? No way. It takes a half hours with my fingers to get there. It wasn’t… but it was close.
“Ready for mine?” Chun puffed her chest out as she reached back to pull her bra open and away.
Ginger’s heart broke to see the exquisite beauty of her girlfriend’s chest. Chun was openly bare, on display. There was all the time in the world to look, unlike the time Camila’s swimsuit had come off her shoulders at a swim meet.
A light grip on her wrist drove that flash of memory out of Ginger’s mind. Her palm came into contact with Chun’s breast. Reverently, she cupped it, caressed it. Her girlfriend moaned, throwing her head back and gripping Ginger’s thighs.
Mutual stripping was on hold. Mutual touching took the focus. Ginger let her hands wander across Chun’s breasts, unable to fully believe that it was happening. Chun’s expert, teasing touches sent pleasure vibrating through Ginger’s nipples, down her nerves, and rumbling between her legs.
Ginger’s panties were soaked. She was gasping. Chun lay on her again, bare chest to bare chest. A kiss took Ginger to heaven. Hands on the button of her jeans brought her back down to earth, hard.
“Chun, wait.”
Chun’s hands trembled in frustration, but she stopped, leaving the top button of Ginger’s jeans undone.
“Are we – are you my girlfriend? Is this – this isn’t a short thing is it?”
“I know you don’t do casual.” Chun’s soft voice tingled at Ginger’s ear. “I’m not making life-long promises, but I want to be with you for a long time. I want to see where this goes.”
“You mean it? I can’t – jump from person to person.”
“I mean it.” Chun gazed seriously into Ginger’s eyes. “I like you a lot. I want you to be my girl.”
Ginger closed her eyes in relief. “I’m your girl.”
“You sure? What about Camila?”
“What!?”
“She takes up a lot of space in your head. Is there something going on there?”
“No, I hate her!”
“I remember that, you told me why. I think she’s a stuck up bitch too.”
Chun hesitated and nuzzled Ginger’s shoulder. “You think about her a lot though. When we’re together, who are you thinking about?”
“You!” Ginger winced internally. Sure, she’d thought about Camila already while they were in bed – but that was literally the only other time she’d seen naked breasts in person! It didn’t count, it couldn’t count. The thought of being with Camila, kissing her smug, smirking lips, touching her gaudy, oversized bust – NO!
“You promise?”
Ginger pushed thoughts of Camila away as her chest rose and fell. Her eyes took in the gorgeous, half-naked girl on top of her. Another breath, she let her nose fill with the smell of Chun’s warm skin.
“I promise. No Camila. Only you.”
“Then you’re my girl. And I’m yours.”
Their lips met. Tongues tangled, sending electricity down Ginger’s spine. They writhed against each other. Ginger’s chest was alight with pleasure at the feeling of Chun’s softness against it. Hips shifted, Chun’s thigh pressed hard against Ginger’s crotch.
Crying out into the kiss, Ginger ground her crotch against Chun’s thigh, pressing her leg into Chun’s answering motion. A moment of ecstatic stillness sprung elastic from Ginger’s crotch all the way to her brain.
Oh! That was it. That one was real. That’s… I had sex. I’m not a virgin any more.
Chun shuddered and gripped Ginger’s thigh, breathy moans catching in her throat. It confirmed Ginger’s revelation. They might not be naked, but they’d both come. It was undeniably sex.
“Ginger, baby, are you okay?”
She was crying. Ginger felt a sob ripple up from her diaphragm and tear its way up her throat. Tears were streaming down the sides of her face, fairly soaking her hair.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I – I don’t know why.”
But she did know why. All my important firsts are gone. First kiss. Seeing someone naked, my virginity…
It felt crazy to cry. She should be happy. Who had she been saving those ‘firsts’ for? Did they need to be saved? A guilty rumble in Ginger’s belly told her that the answer to that question was yes. Her head found that absurd.
Ginger’s heart had a question it wanted answered.
“I’m sorry, I’m ruining the mood.”
“No, it’s okay. Talk to me. What’s wrong?”
“It was my first time – I don’t have that – first time anymore. I’m not – I’m not a…”
“Oh, baby. I know it’s emotional. If it helps – it makes me feel really special that you shared that with me.”
“I belong to you now.” Ginger hadn’t raised her pitch at the end of that sentence, but it was a question. The question her heart was asking. Every part of Ginger lay deathly still, waiting for the answer to her heart’s question. The answer that would make her heart blaze in glory, or shatter apart.
Chun blinked tears away. “Yes, baby girl. We belong to each other.”
Their lips came together while Ginger’s heart shone like a star. She kissed with every atom of her being, sending every particle of her love into Chun. She wanted Chun to have everything, to have all of her.
The kiss became a snuggle; the snuggle became a nap. They woke together, nuzzling noses. Ginger reached for her girlfriend and thrilled to feel Chun’s soft, smooth skin.
“What’s on your mind?” Chun whispered.
“I’m horny.” Ginger managed to get the words out, but they forced a blush.
“Me too. I never got to get your pants off either.”
“You can take it all off. I’m yours now.”
“Is that what we were waiting on? A promise?”
Ginger nodded, casting her eyes down.
“That’s the sweetest thing I ever heard.” Chun tilted Ginger’s chin up, planting a possessive kiss on her.
“You don’t think I’m… clingy?”
“I like you clingy. I can really take your pants off, and panties too? I get to see all of you?”
Ginger nodded. “Whatever you want.”
“You’re going to regret that.” Chun grinned.
She wasted no time in getting Ginger’s pants off. Ginger had hardly raised her hips to help getting them off when they were hitting the floor.
“These panties are soaked.” Chun put three fingers on the sopping crotch of Ginger’s panties.
“Ah!” Ginger thrust her hips into Chun’s fingers, quivering.
“You’re so wet, Ginger. I’m going to have to put you in a diaper.”
“What?”
“You heard me. I’ll say it again. I’m going to take off your panties, and put a diaper on you.”
“But do I have to – to…”
“Do you belong to me?”
“Yes.”
“Then yes, you have to wet the diaper.”
Ginger stared at Chun. She was panting again. Chun had her almost completely naked, was touching her most precious, sacred spot. It felt like either everything to come was permissible, or everything that had passed was a huge mistake.
It can’t be a mistake. We’re meant to be together.
“If that’s what you want.”
“It is. Panties off, first. I haven’t seen panties this wet before, unless it was on a girl who had an accident in them.”
Embarrassment and desire combined in a hormonal alchemy made Ginger’s every nerve hypersensitive. Every hair was standing up. Chun drew Ginger’s panties off her legs. When they passed her ankles, Ginger tried to close her legs. Despite her desperate whimpers, Chun held Ginger’s legs open.
“If you belong to me, this does too. It’s such a pretty pussy. I’ve never seen one with such gorgeous orange hair before.”
Ginger dragged a pillow over her face. Blinding herself only ensured she was caught off-guard when Chun’s fingers raked gently through her forbidden curls. Chun spoke, and her breath tickled Ginger’s crotch. Ginger’s entire body froze at the possibilities that proximity suggested.
“You smell good too. Would it be too much for me to taste you?”
“I-i-i-if y-y-y-you wa-wa-wa-want.” Ginger relaxed her grasp on the pillow, but she still felt like she couldn’t get enough air.
“It sounds like too much,” Chun said gently. “Besides, I need to get you in a diaper before you soak the covers.”
There was a crinkling noise. Chun tugged at the pillow once, then more firmly. Ginger let her pull the pillow away.
“This is the diaper you’re going to wear.” Chun held up a light pink diaper with a white vine motif on it. Gingers face flamed. She nodded.
Chun lifted Ginger’s legs, slid the diaper under her. There was more touching, especially on Ginger’s rear, than was necessary for putting the diaper in place. She wished desperately that Chun would keep touching her, everywhere.
Legs spread open again, diaper under her, Ginger was feeling more pinned than when Chun had held her down. She’d always avoided porn, but she’d heard things, seen things on racy shows. She knew that some girls wore collars, like an animal. Even lesbians did, sometimes, though it sounded like it was more of a straight-girl thing.
What would it be like for Chun to put a collar on me?
Ginger’s crotch – her pussy – throbbed. Chun was awe-inspiringly experienced, she might even have a collar. Ginger hoped that if Chun did, it would fit tight around her neck. The diaper was as filthy as the collar. It was equally something that Ginger had never imagined would be on her. Just as she’d never imagined she’d be naked and spread open for another girl so soon. Before the first quarter midterms!
“You’re getting wetter.” Chun sounded equal parts surprised and delighted. “Is it the diaper? Something else? I see your eyes moving a lot. What fantasies are dancing in my girl’s head?”
“A – collar.” Ginger managed to croak out.
“Oh, wow.” Chun beamed, leaning over Ginger to kiss her belly. “We are going to have all kinds of incredible sex. Does that make you happy, baby? It makes me so happy.”
Astounded, Ginger found herself in a state of peaceful bliss. It made sense that it’d be that good with the person she was meant to be with. The intersection of their desires of their – to use a dirty word – kinks, was more confirmation of their destiny.
“It makes me happy. I feel so good with you.”
“Good. Do you want to wear a diaper?”
“Yes.” Ginger swallowed around a lump in her throat.
“You’re sure? You want me, your girlfriend, to put you in a diaper. A diaper that you’re going to pee in, in front of your girlfriend, who is me.”
Ginger shuddered. “Yes please.”
“I want you to ask for it.”
“I – just did.”
“Say the whole thing. Ask for it like we haven’t just been talking about it.”
“I want – um, Chun, please put me in a diaper.”
“Why?”
“I – want you to.”
“If I put you in a diaper, what’s going to happen?”
“I’m going to – to – use it.”
“Use it how?”
“Pee in it.” Ginger squeaked.
“I’ll diaper you, baby. But not yet. You haven’t seen all of me yet.”
Ginger watched with rapt attention as Chun took her leggings down in a slinky motion. She was dizzy watching Chun turn her back, bend over, and peel her panties off. The flash of labia between Chun’s legs made Ginger’s chest compress as if she’d been hit.
Standing by Ginger’s head, Chun stood with her feet shoulder width apart, arms akimbo. Ginger felt like a creep with her eyes locked on her girlfriend’s crotch, but she couldn’t tear her gaze away.
“Don’t just stare, baby. Touch me.”
Clumsily, Ginger’s hand bumped against Chun’s soft, damp folds. She stroked them gently, biting her lip.
“Careful. That’s better. Mmm, baby, that feels amazing. Okay, diaper time. You can play with me there once we have you padded.”
Ginger brought her knuckles to her lips and lightly licked. The taste expanded Ginger’s experience of Chun’s smell, grounding the experience, bringing it into the real.
It felt very real indeed, when Chun pulled the diaper up between Ginger’s legs. Soft padding wrapped tightly around her, fixed in place with the sound of tapes catching on plastic. A firm pat on Ginger’s throbbing crotch made her squirm.
“There you go, baby. All diapered up.”
“Does that mean we can – touch more?”
“Oh, somebody’s gotten nice and bold.” Chun grinned from ear to ear. “What would you say if I say no to touching me… until you drink a whole bottle of water?”
Ginger blushed. “I hadn’t forgotten that you brought a water bottle with the diapers today.”
“Was that a yes? Do you want me to give you the bottle?”
“Yes please.”
Chun put the glass sports bottle in Ginger’s hand. It looked like it held more than a liter, and it was full to the top. She sat up. Chun followed her onto the bed, stroking her legs. Ginger took a long drink from the bottle, finally pulling it away and coughing.
“Slow down baby. You don’t have to drink it all in one go. Pace yourself. We can talk while you drink.”
“Talk about what?”
“How you’re so horny that you can’t think of anything to talk about?” Chun laughed at Ginger’s evasive squirm. “Something related to that anyway. You’re so shy about sex, I didn’t expect you to bring collars up at all, let alone today.”
“It feels really dirty.” Ginger’s nipples hardened, despite how warm the room had gotten.
“Does being dirty turn you on? Is that why you like diapers?”
“Everything but kissing – feels dirty. I know that sounds stupid.” Ginger took another drink and looked away.
“It doesn’t, it sounds fascinating. Like there’s a big red button for me to push. Did I get you all dirty? Did I get my girl so dirty that she had to come?”
Ginger grunted her reply. “Yes.”
“Now my dirty girl is going to wet a diaper. More than once.”
“What?”
“I’m not changing you right away. That diaper can hold at least two wettings.”
“But in-between…”
“You’ll be sitting in a dirty diaper. While your girlfriend touches you. What do you think happens then?”
“I don’t know.”
“You’re going to go out of your mind coming.”
“Do you like me dirty?”
“You saw my face when you wet during our first date. Yes baby, I like you dirty. I like that it embarrasses you. I like that you share it with me, even though you’re humiliated.”
“What else do you like?” Ginger took another big drink of water. Her stomach was already protesting its fullness.
“I really like that you mentioned collars. Even if all we do with it is wear it for the aesthetic, that’s super hot.” Chun crawled up Ginger’s legs, straddling her diaper.
“What else is there?”
“Using it as a physical method of control. That takes more talking for us to be sure we’re both okay with what’s happening. Also – I don’t know a lot about that, besides what I’ve read online. I’ve never put a girl in a collar.”
“It’d be – a first time for you?” Ginger’s heart leapt excitedly.
“That’s right, baby. If we play with bondage, it’ll be my first time playing too.”
“I really want to do that, then.”
“It’s a date.” Chun leaned in to kiss Ginger briefly. “How’s the tummy?”
“Full.” Ginger took another drink despite her words, though she could only manage a small one at most.
“You can put the bottle down for a bit. I think you drank more than enough to get to touch me.”
Like magnets, Ginger’s hands found Chun’s breasts. It was incredible to see her girlfriend gasp and flush in pleasure. Slowly, she stroked and squeezed, trying to find new touches that would make Chun’s body respond.
“That feels good. You’re going to be a fast learner.”
“Now that – we’re together, there’s so many things I want to do.”
“You wanted to do them before, didn’t you?”
“Yes.”
“What did you want to do when you were staring at my butt in the halls?”
“Kiss it.” Ginger’s voice trembled.
“Oh no, that’s not all. Not with that quaver in your voice. Tell me. What did you want to do to my butt?”
“Lick it.” Ginger whispered.
“More.” Chun gripped Ginger’s shoulders tightly.
“Lick – all over.”
“You wanted to worship my butt with your tongue?”
Ginger shivered so violently it was more of a spasm. “Yes.”
“What about my breasts? Do you want to worship them?”
Ginger nodded.
“My belly?”
Face flaming, Ginger nodded again.
“My pussy? I saw you taste your hand.”
“Yes.” Ginger croaked.
“You really want to do all that? Today?”
“Please.”
“That is insanely sexy. It’s giving me some whiplash though. It was a big deal just to get our shirts off today.”
“Like I said, now that – everything we did – I want everything. It’s all dirty so – I want to do everything.”
“Having your face between my legs would be incredible. I didn’t think I’d get that lucky for a while. It’d be really dirty though. I’d make you mash your face into me. I’d get all over your face. You’d reekof me.”
Ginger leaned in and licked Chun’s neck. She couldn’t stop herself from doing it, nor could she stop from grabbing Chun’s hips. Her diaper crinkled as she licked along Chun’s collarbone, tasting her girlfriend’s sweat. The sound piled on the hot, dirty feeling.
When Chun caught Ginger’s hair, the pain didn’t even register at first. It was another good sensation, adding to the burning along all of Ginger’s nerves. She craned her neck to tug against Chun’s grip, intensifying the sensation.
“You can worship my pussy – after you wet yourself.”
Ginger whined. Chun wasn’t having any of it. A hand on her shoulder combined with the grip in her hair dragged Ginger down on her back. Finally, the pull on her hair was starting to sting. Ginger laid her face on Chun’s wrist to release the pressure.
“The diapers are new for me too,” Chun said softly. “The only time I’ve wet in front of someone was with you. You’re the only girl I’ve put in diapers. We can have a lot of firsts together, baby.”
Ginger felt a blissful smile break out across her face. She kissed Chun’s wrist. “I need to pee.”
“You know you have to use the – wait, are you telling me so that I can watch?”
Ginger nodded.
“Dirty girl!” Chun said delightedly. In a flash, she released Ginger and snuggled up to her side, on hand firmly cupping the crotch of Ginger’s diaper.
“Are you not quite ready, or are you waiting for me to tell you to do it?” Chun asked, after a few moments.
“You’ve been really in charge, giving lots of orders. I thought you’d want to.”
“You’re such a considerate girlfriend.” Chun kissed Ginger’s neck. “Let go, baby. Wet yourself. Now.”
Ginger relaxed, feeling the hot piss spilling into her diaper. She wasn’t caught off guard and distracted by a movie this time. All her senses were focused on the heat, the sound, the wet feeling, and the smell. Chun squeezing her diapered crotch felt even better than grinding Chun’s leg had. Ginger moaned, nuzzling her girlfriend clumsily.
“You’re still going,” Chun said in awe.
The wonderful squeezing sensation was suddenly gone. Before Ginger could protest, she felt a tug at her diaper’s waistband. She gasped as Chun’s hand dove down the front of her diaper, directly into the stream of pee.
“You’re peeing on my hand.” Chun sounded a little shocked, but her voice was husky with arousal too. “Do you know how dirty that is?”
Ginger knew exactly how dirty it was. That knowledge sent her mind into a world of animal desire. She wasn’t sure if she wanted the feeling to go on forever or stop. Her body decided for her. The accident was over, leaving Ginger’s butt and crotch swimming in wet as the diaper slowly absorbed.
“My hand is soaked.” Chun bit Ginger’s ear. “It’s soaked in your pee. That’s the hand I’m going to touch you with.”
Ginger forgot that other people existed, that she was in a house full of sorority sisters. Bellowing moans escaped her lips, she arched her back to the ceiling as the unbearable delight of Chun’s fingers wracked her sex. At some point, she screamed. Several times, in fact. It was over far too soon. Ginger’s muscles were sore like she’d been in a gymnastics workout.
Those were real ones. I’d never had a real one before. Oh my God.
Panting, she had no strength to do anything but lie still while Chun wiped off her hand and snuggled up. Snuggled was a tame way to describe it, Ginger realized. Chun was writhing against her. The other girl’s crotch was so slick against Ginger’s leg that she’d mistaken it for the diaper leaking at first.
Dragging herself back into the world of movement and thought, Ginger kissed Chun. She got a needy, desperate kiss in return. With a gasp for air, Ginger broke the kiss and cupped her girlfriend’s breast.
“I want you to feel what I just did. You have to show me though, I don’t know – I’ve never done any of this.”
“You said you’d worship my pussy.” Chin whined.
“That’s what you want? You don’t need – something else first?”
“After everything we’ve done? No.” Chun threw her head back and laughed.
“I’m not saying to mash your face in there right away, on our next date. But baby, we’ve been having sex for an hour. Please, please go down on me.”
With a goofy grin, Ginger nodded. She couldn’t resist a quick aside to kiss each of Chun’s nipples. The mere act of kissing them had Ginger’s lips buzzing in excitement. Chun put her hands on Ginger’s shoulders and pushed. Taking the hint, Ginger squirmed down the bed until she was faced with Chun’s hairless, shining sex.
The first lick was a delicate one. Chun’s taste exploded across Ginger’s tongue. She licked again, slowly. Chun groaned, resting her heels on Ginger’s shoulder blades. Between pressure from Chun’s heels and some direction from a hand in her hair, Ginger quickly found her pace.
She was lapping at her girlfriend’s sex, flicking her tongue across Chun’s nub. As they rocked back and forth on the bed, wet seeped and sloshed out of the padding in Ginger’s diaper. In short order, the front of the padding was as soaked as the back.
Ginger’s whole world became the wetness under her tongue and the wetness around her hips. Chun shouted directions occasionally, one word commands to go faster, or slower. When Chun’s thighs began to tremble, she yanked on Ginger’s hair, pressing Ginger’s whole mouth and nose into her sex.
“Just like that! Yes! That! Don’t stop! Don’t change! Just that! Oh god!”
The temptation to pick up the pace was strong, to bring Chun to even greater levels of pleasure. Ginger knew better. She’d ruined several of her mini-orgasms by getting too hasty with her fingers. As much as she could manage, Ginger held the pace she’d been licking when Chun told her not to stop, concentrating on her girlfriend’s clit.
The shriek Chun made echoed off the walls. Her thighs crushed in on Ginger’s face until Ginger thought she’d never breathe again. Chun’s belly quaked and her body spasmed. She rolled off Ginger and onto her belly, moaning into a pillow and making fists in the comforter.
Chun had been right. Ginger’s face was covered in her girlfriend’s fluids. The beautiful ecstasy Chun was experiencing, combined with the wet diaper on her rear, on top of the mess on her face was too much. Ginger reached between her legs and desperately rubbed at her clit. The pleasure that blossomed there wasn’t as explosive as what Chun had given her, but it was still a far cry from what Ginger had used to call an orgasm.
When Ginger finished, Chun was still shuddering. Ginger cuddled up to her girlfriend and kissed her back. The covers were a wreck. The comforter had a huge wet patch from where Chun’s hips had been, trailing where her crotch was now.
Smirking, Ginger bit Chun’s shoulder gently. “You soaked the comforter.”
“Yeah.” Chun panted. “That was – a big one. Next time – I’ll show you how to use fingers – inside when you lick me. Then I’ll – really squirt.”
“I don’t think you get it.” Ginger said. “You got the bed wet. I have to put you in a diaper.”
Chun froze. “But – the extra diaper is for when I change you.”
“I’m sure we can find more. We can go to one of the changing rooms.”
Rolling over, Chun kissed Ginger, heedless of what was covering her face. “What happened to the submissive diaper girl I made go down on me?”
“She’s still here. She still – wants to wear a collar for you.” Ginger smiled shyly. “But right is right. You got the bed wet, you have to wear a diaper.”
Chun giggled. “I suppose that’s fair.”
“You have to drink the rest of the water bottle too.”
“Tyrant!” Chun laughed. “I guess you better diaper me now, before I make more of a mess.”
A bit more slowly than she would have liked, given her eagerness, Ginger hopped off the bed and grabbed the extra diaper. The wet padding swaddling her crotch made her hesitate before every movement. It was uncomfortable, but tantalizing all the same.
With a happy stretch, Chun spread herself out to be diapered. Ginger stroked her girlfriend’s legs, gazing at Chun’s crotch.
“You don’t have any hair.” Ginger stroked Chun lightly. “Do you – want me like that?”
“I get to pick how you do your body hair now? How submissive are you going to get?”
“I don’t know. I don’t know how any of this goes.”
“You should keep your hair however you want to keep it.” Chun gave Ginger a comforting nudge with her foot. “If you surrender that kind of thing to me someday – I’ve read stories about that kind of play, but I don’t know how it works either.”
“Did you like the stories where a girl submitted that much?”
“They were hot. BIG hot.” Chun giggled. “I don’t know if you’d like them. A lot of dirty stuff happens in those stories.”
Ginger squirmed. “Maybe we could read them together.”
“Oh! I have a better idea. When we do baby play, I could read them to you.”
“We’re going to do baby play?”
“Shouldn’t we at least try it?”
Ginger nodded. “Why are you assuming I’d be the baby?”
“Really? With as submissive as you are, you’re asking that?”
“But, you don’t want to be the baby?”
“I can do that at daycare. I kind of like the idea of being your mommy. Do you want to try it sometime?”
“I – yeah. I want to do everything with you.”
“We will. Give it time.”
Smiling happily, Ginger scooted the diaper under Chun’s rear. As carefully as she could, she taped her girlfriend in.
“You’re not going to wipe me off first?”
“What’s the point? You’re going to wet soon anyway.”
“Oh, am I?”
“That’s right.” Ginger handed Chun the water bottle, still about a third full.
“You can’t be that far away from your second one.” Chun took a big swig off the bottle.
“We are going to have to clean up a lot. I can imagine what the room smells like.”
“Oh right, you have a roommate. You should open a window. It’ll help.”
“Won’t we get cold?”
“We can snuggle.”
Ginger nodded, quickly opening the window and returning to fit herself against Chun. “You don’t have a roommate?”
“I’m rooming with my sister.”
“How is that different from my roommate?”
“Sui Yin knows better than to complain about anything I do.”
Ginger frowned. “Isn’t that mean?”
“She’s my twin. We’ve been roommates since before we were born. It’s a whole special dynamic. She’s fine with it, trust me.”
“If you say so.”
“I do.” Chun firmly pushed Ginger’s head to rest on her chest.
“Chun?” Ginger felt her stomach flop. She was about to say something dangerous. Not saying it would be worse though. Instead of an upset stomach, she’d have an upset heart if she kept quiet.
“Yeah, baby?”
“I love you.”
The words were quiet, but they felt like they echoed into the room with all the potency of Chun’s orgasmic scream. Every heartbeat of Chun’s after they were spoken was a marker of the words going unacknowledged. That Chun’s heart sped up when Ginger spoke only made the tension worse.
“I love you too.”
“Was that – really? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that so early, I put pressure on you…”
“Ginger.” Chun squeezed Ginger into silence. “Did you say it because you meant it?”
“Yes.”
“Then it wasn’t too soon.”
“But you – meant it too?”
“Yes baby.” Chun kissed the top of Ginger’s head.
“Okay.” The sudden tension release did more than unbind the anxiety constricting Ginger’s heart. It filled her diaper again, turning what had been merely damp padding into sopping squishiness.
“Did you – just wet yourself in happiness?”
Ginger giggled nervously. “Not exactly. I relaxed and…”
“And now you’re my potty pants diaper girl.”
“You’re in a diaper too!’
“I didn’t pee in it though.”
“You will soon.”
“Just for that, I’m not changing you until I’m wet too.”
“What?”
“That’s right. You can sit in your wet diaper a while longer. I’m sleepy.”
“But it’s really wet!”
“Too bad.” Chun pulled a dry bit of comforter over them.
“You’re lucky I love you.”
“You’re right. I am.”
There couldn’t be any response but that, except to snuggle up to her girlfriend as closely as possible. Riding a wave of happy emotions, Ginger let herself doze of on her girlfriend’s chest.
Comments
Holy moley I'm sorry that I was late this party. Heavens, that was hot.
The only thing that gave me Bea vibes was the comment about her twin sister. That one hit sorta weird. Other than that, I think she was pretty reasonable. Do what feels good, so long as it’s safe, sane, and consensual. Chun showed a high degree of empathy and love, which Bea, clearly a sociopath, is incapable of. Ginger clearly wanted (and communicated that she wanted to be pushed) - as a fellow submissive, I can relate.
I think we can expect more play from Chun and Ginger. I am also hoping Cam and Ginger find some common ground and settle their differences but I don’t think that will happen just yet. I may be going out on a limb here but maybe Ginger is the antagonist in this story. We might see a feud between Ginger and Cam before they make up. I agree with Clo that they were friends once and maybe jealousy got in the way. It’s just a theory. I will defiantly be reading more to find out what happens.
Paul Bennett
What an incredibly hot chapter. I feel that @ DL Hoss1, and Clo are both correct. Ginger definitely has some repressed sexual feelings when it comes to Cam. I don't know why Chun is rushing to agree with those sentiments; when she only knows one side of the situation. Perhaps, Chun is agreeing with her girl to expedite things. I don't know that is purely speculation on my part. Will the love rush continue and these two (Ginger and Chun,) indulge in more sexy, kinky fun? I absolutely hope so. Will Ginger and Cam resolve their issues, with the help of the sorority. I hope for that as well. Or will Ginger and Cam forever be at odds? Thanks Sol for another great chapter and I look forward to reading more soon!
Agreed 💯
Think and Feel. But that’s ok. Sol’s stories are probably the best I’ve read in this gene because they aren’t your run of the mill instant pleasure stories. They go deeper.
Yeah I blame Sol for creating art that makes us think
Your two cents are as valid as the next persons and you make an interesting point.
Here is my two cents. Since we haven't heard a lot about Gingers family life. I think they played a big factor in how she views relationships. I definitely get the "having any type of interaction like that means your a dirty whore" vibe that some parents like to spew. I honestly don't think she is "in love" with Camila. I think Camila is just the catalyst for Ginger's feelings regarding homosexuality. If you think about it Camila was a proud out and about LGBT person and also Gingers best friend. So when Ginger starts realizing her own identity and it goes against how she was raised, it causes a lot of inner turmoil. Ginger most likely was becoming jealous of Camila because she was able to be open about who she was, but Ginger couldn't. So Ginger not able to interpret her own feelings that jealousy turned into something she could connect to Academics and Sports. Chun is definitely not Beatrix. I think she just likes to see where the limit is.
Yeah it might. Rushed doesn’t mean completely wrong. Maybe Ginger’s head said “I Love You” but her heart still crushes for Cam. Girls/Boys that age rush stuff a lot. They are still sorting out hormones and feelings from High School. I’m glad you put this chapter in. You can tell Ginger is still confused on her feelings.
Ginger is falling hard for Chun, yeah. They both rushed things, Chun sexually, Ginger emotionally. It might still work out though!
I finally had time to read this mostly without interruption. That chapter was quite hot. I think Ginger’s problem with Cam is that she wants to be with her or wanted to before her little session with Chun. I don’t think Cam comes off as stuck up at all but girls that age say stuff. We defiantly saw a different side of Ginger in this chapter. Never figured her for a submissive. She did switch kinda at the end.To be honest a lot of what was happening reminded me of Beatrix and the way she treated Melody. Mostly in the language and some the sexual stuff. But having said that Chun didn’t do anything that Ginger didn’t want or ask for. I fear she might be rushing things a little. People that age fall in and out of love so easily. We will see where it goes. I don’t think that Ginger is a DL just yet. I think she just wants to be with Chun. Thanks for the update
