Chapter Seven
Aaron must have awoken from his cat nap feeling quite refreshed—and amorous—because he was grinding against Amber about thirty minutes after they laid down.
She laughed. “Mmm. Someone’s in the mood.”
Her first instinct was to take his diaper off and alleviate the pressure that had obviously built up. Give her man some relief.
But that would be too easy. And not what he truly wanted.
She had come to learn exactly what got him going. Why not give it to him?
It was kind of fun, anyway.
He started to shift, as if to position himself for something more, when she put a hand on his arm and stopped him.
“Nope.” She moved her hand to the front of his diaper. “Little boys in pampers don’t get pussies.” She flashed him a devilish grin.
Aaron melted back onto the bed and twitched, as if his arms and legs were absorbing some of the tension that was radiating deep in his core.
Bending one arm at the elbow to prop her head up, she lightly stroked the front of his bulky diaper with her other hand.
“Poor little guy. I bet you’d love for Mommy to take that pee-wee out and touch it.
Maybe put it in my mouth. Or let you go inside me.
” She increased the pressure and was rewarded with a guttural groan from somewhere deep within his throat.
“Mmm. You’d like that, huh, little boy?”
With his head back and eyes closed, he managed to mutter, “Yes, Mommy.”
She rubbed his diaper for another few seconds, feeling the hard bulge on the other side of the cotton and plastic poking back at her. “Too bad.” She gave it a playful slap. “You’re in diapers all night. Until the morning. That means no stickies.”
“But Mommy!” He ground his bottom into the bed.
She laughed. “Don’t but Mommy me. Do you want a sore bottom?”
He opened his eyes and snapped to attention. “No, ma’am.”
“Then don’t whine. I can easily tug that diaper down, bend you over, and get my paddle. Is that what you want?”
“No, ma’am!”
“Then be a good boy.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She put a hand behind his head, pulled him toward her, and kissed him passionately.
They lay in silence for a moment, holding one another.
There was so much she wanted to say, but it still didn’t come easily to her. Talking about other men to her husband wasn’t exactly natural. But it did turn her on, too. And she knew it was exactly what Aaron wanted…
So, after taking a few moments to collect her nerve, she whispered, “I wonder what James is doing right now.”
It was a lame attempt, she thought. But she still wasn’t confident when it came to talking dirty. And she was just looking for a way to bring the other man into the moment.
She needn’t worry. That simple statement clearly worked.
Aaron’s diaper rustled loudly as he shifted closer to her. She pressed in on it again and felt how hard he was.
A cruel smile turned her lips upward. “Oh, cutie. You want to be free of that diaper for a few minutes, don’t you?”
“Mmm-hmm.” His eyes were closed again as he grinded deeper into the bed.
“You’d love for Mommy to tug on that little pee-wee, huh? Get all the stickies out, cutie?”
The desperation was evident in his voice. “Yes, Mommy. Please.”
She chuckled. “Sorry, baby. Like I said, not going to happen tonight.”
Inching closer, Amber put her lips next to Aaron’s ears, so close that he no doubt could feel the puffs of breath as she spoke.
“I bet James’s cock is so big. I want him to stuff me.
Make me feel good.” She ran a finger up and down her husband’s cheek.
“Give me what an adult baby in a diaper never could.”
Aaron moaned loudly as he spread his legs. She could feel the heat and desire radiating off him.
Fueled by his reaction, Amber continued.
“I’d drop you off at a babysitter before he took me out on a date.
Pack a little diaper bag for you so you can have changies when you make tinkles in your baby pants.
Have a little sippy cup of juice for you to drink.
While I’m off getting my brains fucked out.
” She laughed. “And if you were a good boy at the sitter’s then maybe you could come home and hump your diapers until you got all the stickies out of your pee-wee.
You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You naughty Little cuck. ”
His whole body shook as he groaned.
Amber only laughed more. She would bet all the money they had that pre-cum was seeping into his nappy.
It felt good for her too, in a way. There was something…empowering…about all of this. She was shocked at how sexy she found it.
“Maybe soon I’ll let you make cummies. But not right now.” She giggled as she swatted the bulge in his diaper several times. She leaned in again and whispered, “And maybe soon I’ll get what I need. A big cock to stretch my pussy.”
She gave him another swat and then got up, leaving him there in total, utter misery.
Damn, this was too much fun.