Friday Night - Sex Stories

Friday Night

... could hear her in the kitchen, on the phone, making dinner, living a normal life. Whoever she was talking to would have no idea of his predicament, it was that thought that pushed him over the edge.

Then he lay there, nothing to to, the thick diaper bulky between his legs, no pillow nothing for comfort. In those minutes post orgasm he wanted to use his safeword, he knew she would respect it, but it would also mean the game was over and while his cock wasn't desperate anymore, his mind pushed through and wanted to experience more. He sucked on the pacifier, wondering how he was going to keep it in his mouth all night.

Hearing the tell tale signs of her eating, the sound of cutlery against a plate and the TV playing made him feel hungry, he knew she would keep him hungry, but would allow him something, but he had no idea when.

He had no idea of the time when the bedroom light came on, the door slid open and he looked up blinking. She was dressed in her robe and holding something out to him, he blinked, a baby bottle, this was new. "Here's dinner Connie," she smiled plucking the pacifier from his mouth and replacing it with the bottle, "You have till I finish a shower to finish it, but don't remove it from your lips when you're done." She let it go and he only ...

... just managed to catch it before it fell out of his mouth. The door slid closed and he heard her move the ensuite bathroom.

He started sucking, the slightly sweet milky taste filling his mouth, not milk, he wondered what it was he was drinking, but tried not to dwell, she could be known for her short showers. He drank it quickly, sucking hard and emptying the bottle as quickly as he could, he was finished, laying on his back his stomach started to ache, it felt too full and uncomfortable.

As if on cue she slid the door open. His eyes opened wide at the skimpy lace pyjama set she wore, he hadn't seen it before, she said nothing, pulled the bottle from his lips and replaced it with the pacifier. She shut the door again, then as if it was an afterthought, "Babies can get pretty bad wind if they drink too fast. Their little bellies get too much air. Over the shoulder and patting them on the back relieves the wind though. I hope you didn't drink too fast."

The light went off, he heard her get in bed, he shifted to try to relieve his stomach, it started to ache more. He heard her vibrator start and while he lay on his stomach, trying to put pressure on it he heard her cum multiple times.

"Goodnight Connie," she softly called, "Tomorrow is not going to be fun for you."