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“Hmm…they sure don’t seem like they want to cum…” my wife tisked as we awkwardly ran our hands over each other’s diaper.

“They sure don’t…” the Mommy of the other sissy intoned, “maybe we should just call it quits and lock them back up in chastity?”

That kicked us into overdrive. We gripped each others’ diapers harder now, feeling our hard, throbbing cocks pressing beneath the padding. It had been over a month since I’d last been able to cum. Even then, it was only with a vibrator pressing against my chastity cage through my very pissy, poopy diaper. So to finally have the cage off was quite the luxury, I just wish I was able to enjoy it by myself, instead of having some sissy (whose name I don’t even know) groping my cock. It was awkward and unsettling. We avoided each others’ eyes while we pressed our pacifiers together for the giggling girls’ amusement.

Our diapers crinkled as we stroked each other as much as we could without actually reaching our hands in. His diaper was warm and wet. It would have been gross, if I wasn’t so used to mine being in the same state.

“They look so cute together!!” My wife giggled, “are you filming this?”

“Of course!” She said, and I glanced over at her phone pointed right at us, “babies first playdate!”

“Let’s take their paci’s out!”

With one hand she was able to plop both of them from our mouths. “Keep kissing losers!”

We both recoiled, turning up our noses.

“Ohh…so they want their chastity cages to be smaller??”

That got us into gear again. We planted peck after peck of kisses on each others’ glossy lips, eliciting a ton of laughs from our wives.

“Use your tongues!”

“Make it convincing!”

His slimy tongue swirled into my mouth, his hot breath against mine as I worked my own into his.

“Don’t forget what you’re doing…”

His hand ran up and down the length of my cock. I hated to admit it, but it felt really good with his palm pressing against my padded penis. He moaned and whimpered as I did the same to his.

“Nowww they’re getting into it!!” They cackled, camera moving closer to capture me and the other sissy groping and groaning in unison.

“Brandi and Candi sitting in a tree!” They sang, laughing hysterically “K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!”

I wonder if my face was blushing as much as his.

“No more hands!” One of them called, “rub your diapers together!“

We complied immediately, not wanting to lose our progress. Brandi—as I guess he was called—turned on his side with a ruffling and crinkling, gripped my hips and pulled me into his. It was faint, but I could feel his hardness through both of our pampers. We grinded into each other, awkwardly at first, until we could find a rhythm. His hands gripped the seat of my diaper, pressing my buttplug further up my ass, but I didn’t mind. In fact, I kind of liked the pressure it was putting on my prostate. My orgasm was building.

“Unh! Unh! Unh!” Brandi’s little moans were squeaky and pathetic as he humped against me, wriggling back and forth. I returned the same enthusiasm. I was close. So close. I didn’t care what was going on, I was finally going to get to cum!

“Should we tell them?” My wife asked, “I think we should tell them.”

“We better tell them fast,” Brandi’s wife agreed, “before it’s too late.”

I couldn’t even wrap my head around what they were talking about, I was so engrossed in what Brandi and I were doing. Our hesitancy from before long gone, we were two horny, pathetic sluts now.

“Whichever one of you cums first…” she said, “…will be punished.”

I whimpered at that. Of course there would be a catch.

I recoiled, pulling my diaper away from his, but Brandi didn’t seem to like that at all, he was caught in the throes of horniness and was too far gone to think about any consequences. Desperately trying to get to me for friction, getting frustrated when I retreated, he gripped me by the hand and turned me onto my back, climbed on top of me, pinning me down, and started fucking me like a girl in the missionary position. Our diapers ground together as he thrust into me. We were able to get more force and friction this way. He continued to swirl his tongue in my mouth while he humped, his nose whistling as his breath quickened.

But my orgasm was building too. I tried to squirm away, but he held me firm, surprisingly strong in his matching blue dress. I didn’t want to cum. Or maybe I did? It had been so long, but the punishment probably wasn’t worth it. It rarely was. My wife had quite the sadistic side. Who else would put their husband in chastity and diapers for such menial reasons? Well, Brandi’s wife, I guess.

Our pampers pressed together as he pounded me. We must have looked so fucking ridiculous. “Fucking” each other in our diapers and dresses. I felt the pressure building, my hole puckering around my plug. I figured if I pulled him into me, it would help him go faster, maybe we could finish at the same time? Would that count? Is that what they wanted? His eyes went wide as I pressed his plug, but I wasn’t sure if it was in a good or bad way. There was no stopping mine though. As much as I wriggled and writhed, every gyration sent a shockwave down my legs.

Soon, I couldn’t help it. There was no going back, so I might as well embrace it. I pulled him into me, spasming beneath him as my dick erupted and the warmth spread in my diaper while I had a mind shattering orgasm.

“Stop!” They ordered, pulling Brandi off me, who was whining and crying and desperately trying to get his cummies out.

My wife slipped a finger into my diaper, “of course it would be Candi…” she sighed, in a mixture of disappointment and amusement. “Your ass is going to be RED from all the lashes and rashes you’re going to be getting this month…” she untaped my diaper, showing the absolutely massive load of splooge plastered across the yellow padding. I don’t even remember wetting it either, which is sad. She pressed the pissy pamper to my face and made me lick it out while she berated me for being such a pathetic, horny loser that I came from humping another sissy.

By the time she pulled the diaper off my face, Brandi was next to me, diaper open, cock standing straight up in the air. “Poor wittle Brandi wants her chance to cum too!” My wife explained. “I think it’s only fair you help out your little friend…”

I grumbled, but didn’t protest as I reached my hand out, hoping it would earn me some grace.

“Na uh uh…” she tutted, wagging a finger, “I think it’s time to use your mouth…”

My nose turned up, I had never sucked a cock before. At least, not a real one. My wife had been “training” me on her strap for a while, warning me that it was certainly in my future. I just didn’t think it would be so soon.

I’m not sure if his dick tasted like piss, maybe I was just imagining it because of how wet his diaper was. Luckily, his 4 inches weren’t too hard to take deep, but it was hard not to use teeth, especially with my wife and her friend paddling my ass at the same time.

“Get used to it, sissy!” She said between smacks that lit my ass on fire, “the two of you will be making out around a REAL man’s cock sooner or later!”

It didn’t take long for Brandi to spurt in my mouth, and I felt accomplished even as I choked it down.

"Looks like Candi is quite the little cocksucker already!" the lady mused.

"Well I hope so..." said my wife, brandishing a much smaller, yet more menacing looking chastity device, "because now that she is gonna be wearing this extremely uncomfortable inverted cage, she's gonna have to suck a lot of dick to get out of it!"

"Oh don't worry," she said, patting the other sissy on the head, "I'm sure Brandi will be happy to help!"

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