Life's a Beach, Especially When You're Wearing Diapers (for Diapered Sakura and I)
 

(Sorry about the really corny title)

Mr. Golden Sun rose on the private beach, and Sophie began stirring as her vision faded from darkness to blurred light. The adorable little blonde rubbed her eyes, and smiled, knowing that the sweetest girlfriend a girl could ask for was laying right by her side, on the beach towel, still sound asleep, suckling on her pacifier. Christine and Sophie both were completely naked except for their very wet and messy Pampers, but before they got their changes out of the way Sophie wanted to play around with Christine for a bit. That is, if she'd ever wake up.

Christine, or Cissi as she liked to be called while she and Sophie were having their little "play time", suckled happily on her pacifier as she wandered through a comfortable little dream. It was the first time Sophie had diapered her and Cissi could feel the butterflies in her stomach as if it were yesterday. They were still only friends then, neither admitting the true depths of their feelings for the other, but in hindsight she knew it was this moment that set them on that path. It was just as the tapes on her dream diaper were being fastened that she felt the reall world stirring. "Nu uh. Nooo...Soophie..." she mumbled around her pacifier.

Sophie laid on her side, smiling her radiant little smile as she greeted Cissi. "Good morning, naughty bear..." she whispered, placing one hand on her cheek. Then, when she heard Christine calling out her name, she came in closer and wrapped her arms around her, hugging tightly. She peppered Cissi's pretty little face with butterfly kisses to usher her into consciousness.

"Mmmm...nooo." Cissi whined, though this time it was more theater than anything. "Oh! Weh hewo puttin'." she murmured from behind the pacifier as she looked into Sophie's radiant blue eyes. Reaching up to take out the pacifier she asked "And whore you calling 'naughty'? I seem to remember quite the opposite before I took my lil nappy poo."

Smiling broadly, Sophie remarked, "I guess we're both pretty naughty... speaking of which, I wanted to play a bit before we take our bath in the ocean. How does that sound? Hmm?" Sophie proposed, stroking Christine's soft hair.

Christine nuzzled up close to Sophie and buried her face in the crook of the blonde's neck, lightly kissing and nuzzling into her lovingly. "Mmmhmm." she cooed like a happy little child. "But can we change soon? My mess is all cold and lumpy now."

"I know a way to warm it up a bit..." Sophie proposed, with a devious grin forming on her face. Sophie had messed more recently, considering that the several pounds of diarrhea absorbed in Pampers were still quite warm. She pinned Christine's shoulders to the beach towel with her hands, and began making out with her, their messy Pampers squishing together.

(Sorry if this is too descriptive and grosses you out)

(Not at all! You should see my other rps)

Cissi had but a moment to flash an eager grin before Sophie's lips pressed against hers, both immediately parting in order for their tongues to venture into each other's mouths. They knew every inch of each other's sweet, wet, beautiful mouths but still the tongues danced around and massaged each other pleasurably. She could feel her lover's warm mushy diaper rub against hers and whether it was the heat or friction that made it so electric she wasn't sure, but it felt great. Breaking the kiss she purred "Mmm, much better!"

(That's... oddly re-assuring! Haha)

In between heavy gasps and moans, Sophie instructed, "lift your legs, fluffy." When Cissi did so, Sophie continued making out with her baby sister girlfriend, and rubbing her own diaper against hers, and passionately stroking her tits. They were having diaper sex, on the beach!

Cissi was a whirlwind of passion and firing nerves as she kissed, hugged, rubbed, and humped in return for all of Sophie's own advances. This feels amazing! She'd never done anything so spontaneous, so unrushed, so overt...so hot. She was no longer her parent's good little book worm Christine who was always studying or crying over a B grade, no, she was Sophie's Cissi who's only care in the world was being her best friend's play thing. Life was nothing more than them, their love, and the full squishy diapers they were mashing together.