Authentically Amy

PLEASE NOTE - this story contains adultery, submission/domination, and diapers.

Amy paced anxiously in her kitchen. It had only been three days since playing with Adam and Rachel before they invited Amy back for another date, and Amy felt electrified. She couldn't wait to get back there tonight.

But instead, she was stuck waiting for James to get home. He had accidentally grabbed both sets of keys when he left for work this morning. How he managed to do that, Amy had no idea. But it was driving her up a wall.

The last session had been burned in her brain, and she couldn't stop thinking about it. There was something addictive about the embarrassment of wearing combined with the absolute acceptance from Rachel and Adam.

Now if James would just get his ass home, she could get back to it.

She texted him.

Amy: How far out are you?

James: Five minutes tops. I had to stop for gas and to pick up dinner.

That's what's taking so long... ugh.... Amy threw herself on a stool at the breakfast bar and rested her head in her hands. For once, could you be a little bit considerate?

She rechecked her makeup in a little pocket mirror and adjusted her hair. She decided to got with another smart casual outfit -- a flowy red sundress that showed off her figure. She still hadn't worked up the nerve to wear one of her own diapers under it for fear that James would catch her in it before she had a chance to leave. Maybe next time...

Finally, she heard the garage door open.

She grabbed her purse and threw open the garage.

"Hey babe!" James said. He seemed oblivious to the fact that she was pissed at him. "How was your day?"

"Good, but I'm late."

"Sorry about that. I grabbed your keys by mistake, and when I went back for mine, I forgot yours in the car."

"No worries, but I really gotta go, can you pass them here?"

James had opened his trunk and was retrieving his briefcase. "Oh yea... they're right in front. Give me a sec."

Amy rolled her eyes and walked around her car to James'. She re-opened the driver's side and saw the keys sitting in the cupholder. "No worries. I got them." Amy retrieved the keys and strode around back to her car.

"Oh, I guess I'll see you later then."

"See ya."

Amy got in her car and started the engine. James had re-closed the garage door after parking. Was he being intentionally dense?

She clicked the button and watched the garage door rise. James crossed behind her car and waved. Amy pulled out and sped down the street. She clicked the voice assistant and asked to call Rachel.

Rachel picked up on the second ring. "Hey Amy! You still coming?"

"Yea, sorry, I'm running a little late. I had to wait for James to get home."

"No worries! Can't wait to see you!" Rachel's cheery voice brought a smile to Amy's lips and her frustration started to melt away.

"I can't wait either. I'll see you soon!"

When Amy pulled into their driveway, she saw Adam out front working in the garden. He wore a tank top and shorts and was drenched in sweat. He smiled as soon as he saw Amy. "Hey baby girl!" Adam said. "I'd give you a hug, but I'm a little... gross."

"That's alright!" Amy said. She gave him a quick side-hug.

"You can go on in... Rachel's in the bedroom. She's waiting for you." Amy's heart fluttered. "I'll be in in a little while -- just have a few chores to finish up. The front door is unlocked."

Amy nodded and smiled. She couldn't help stealing a long glance at Adam's toned arms and back as he turned away. She went inside and walked down the hall to the master bedroom.

Amy gently pushed on the door and looked inside. It was a cute little bedroom, very bright. But the real bright spot lay on the bed, waiting for her. Amy smiled as she saw Rachel, relaxing on the pillows, wearing a cute baby blue onesie with a frilly skirt.

"Amy?" Rachel said, turning around. "Amy!"

Rachel rose and ran over. She threw her arms around Amy and hugged her tight.

"I missed you," Amy said.

"Me too," Rachel looked at Amy and smiled. "That dress is really cute, but do you want to wear diapers too?" she asked. Amy blushed and looked down.

"Yes," she whispered shyly. Rachel giggled.

"It's ok," she said, "I'll get you set up."

Amy smiled and hugged Rachel again.

"Thank you," she said.

Rachel laughed. "Of course," she said, letting go of Amy. She went over to the closet and opened it. Amy followed her. Inside was a massive stash with a wide variety of diapers. Rachel reached in and grabbed one, almost at random.

When she handed it to Amy, Amy was surprised by the heft. It looked huge -- bigger and thicker than any she had worn before. It had a pink cover and looked huge in her hands. "That's a big diaper," Amy said quietly.

"Yep," Rachel said, "Do you want it?" Amy nodded. She did want it. "Go ahead," Rachel said. "Get undressed." Amy turned to look at Rachel.

"Right now?" she asked shyly.

"Yes," Rachel said with a giggle, "I want to watch." Amy blushed. She hesitated for a moment. She wasn't sure about this.

Rachel caught her hesitation and hugged her reassuringly. "No worries babe. I don't have to watch if you don't want me to."

"No...it's not that, it's just..." Amy trailed off. She really did want to do it.

"Listen," Rachel said. "Take your time. If you decide you don't like it, we can stop and do something else. You're in control. You have to decide what you want. The only person you have to worry about is you. If it feels right, then it is."

Amy nodded. Rachel was right. She didn't have to answer to anyone but herself. Amy took a deep breath. "Ok," Amy said. "I want to try." Rachel smiled at her.

"Ok," Rachel said, "Then get undressed."

Amy blushed a pulled the hem of her dress up, sitting on the end of the bed. She bunched it over her belly button, revealing the lacy blank panties she had worn. She stuck her thumbs in the waistband, and hesitated.

"Feeling a little shy?" Rachel asked with a reassuring smile. "No worries babe. It's ok," she said softly, "This is your first time. You can cover up if you need to." Amy looked up at her in confusion. "How?" she asked softly.

"Just put your diaper over the top, take off your panties, then we can put the diaper on." Rachel said. "That should cover you enough." Amy nodded. That made sense. She felt a little better.

Amy unfolded the diaper and used it to cover up while she slid her panties down her legs, then Rachel offered to do the tapes. "It's not always easy to get those tapes symmetrical when you're sitting in a diaper." Rachel pulled them tight and fastened them.

"Now... do you want to wear the dress -- which I wouldn't blame you for, it's super cute -- or do you want to match me?" Rachel pulled a out a pink onesie that was identical to the blue onesie Rachel was wearing -- right down to the frilly skirt.

Amy paused. "I wanna wear the onesie." She said in a small voice. Rachel clapped her hands.

"Arms up!" Rachel pulled Amy's dress over her head, and Amy pulled off her bra -- without any kind of prompting from Rachel. It just felt right. Rachel took a moment or two to admire Amy's body before she pulled the pink onesie over Amy's head.

Amy stood up and pulled the onesie down, covering her diaper and fastening the snaps under the crotch. "Do you feel better now?" Rachel asked.

"Yes," Amy said.

Rachel smiled. "Ready to play?" Amy nodded. "Then let's play."

Rachel grabbed her hand and led her out into the living room. Adam was just coming in, and was stripping off his shirt. Rachel giggled when she caught Amy staring. Adam didn't have a movie star body -- he had some pudge here and there -- but it did look like he took care of himself. And for whatever reason, Amy couldn't help but watch.

She blushed and turned away the second the Adam caught her eyes. "It's alright baby girl. Don't be shy." Amy looked back at Adam with a smile. "I'm going to go shower," he said, "Don't have too much fun without me."

"No promises Daddy," Amy said -- blushing as she said it. Rachel looked at Amy, and Amy couldn't quite place the emotion. Maybe -- a little bit of pride?

Adam kissed Rachel on the lips and Amy on the forehead before going to the bathroom, and leaving Amy and Rachel to their playtime.

Rachel led Amy to the couch and sat with her a moment. "Can... can I kiss you?" Rachel asked. Amy hesitated for a long moment, but nodded reluctantly. "Are you sure you want me to?"

Amy still nodded but said nothing. Rachel brushed a strand of hair out of Amy's eyes.

"Are you nervous?"

Amy paused again. This was an even harder question. But she nodded, slowly.

"You know that's ok. I don't want to pressure you into anything you don't want. Have you ever been with a girl before?"

Amy shook her head no. Why couldn't she talk?

"Is it something that you would be interested in exploring."

Amy nodded. Vigorously. Rachel seemed surprised by Amy's reaction. Hell, Amy was surprised by the reaction. It was almost involuntary. Amy had never even considered whether she was bi or not -- she had only ever really been with James. But right here, right now, it just felt right.

She wanted Rachel.

So Amy leaned forward, and kissed Rachel.

It started slow and grew deeper. Rachel kissed back, and brought a hand to Amy's face, drawing her in. Amy felt heat surge through her body -- reacting to Rachel's gentle touch. Amy's hands found Rachel's waist, and Rachel seemed to use that as an excuse to lean Amy back and wrap her other arm around Amy's waist.

Rachel's nails grazed Amy's back, and Amy whimpered softly. Amy kept going backwards until Rachel was all the way on top of her. Kissing her deeply and beginning to explore Amy's body in ways Amy had never felt before.

But Amy was starting to feel anxious. She could feel the guilt rising inside herself. She was not supposed to be doing this.

Rachel seemed to sense Amy's apprehension and eased off -- breaking off the kiss and snuggling into her instead. One hand rested under Amy's shoulder and the other on Amy's side.

Ever so slowly, Amy's shame gave way to Rachel's acceptance. And Amy began to relax. "Hey Rachel?"

"Yeah?"

"How do you do it... with Adam?"

"Do what?" Rachel asked, looking up at Amy.

"Come on. You saw the way I was ogling him. Most girls would claw my eyes out. You guys are non-monogamous, at least. How do you do it?"

Rachel giggled. "I don't know." She paused. "I guess it's because I think that sex isn't something that has to be exclusive to one person. It's fine if it is, but I just don't see the point in hording him all to myself. He's got more than enough love to go around, and he always comes back to me." Amy sat with that answer for a long moment before Rachel added. "Plus, it's really hot to see him with another girl."

Amy laughed in disbelief. "That's weird to me."

Rachel rolled her eyes in mock exasperation. "I like weird... And besides," she said, patting Amy's diaper, "so do you.'

Amy heard the bathroom door open, and Adam came out of the bathroom. He wore sweatpants and a loose t-shirt.

"Are you two having fun?" he asked with a laugh. Amy looked up at him and smiled.

"Yes, Daddy," she said softly.

Rachel giggled and stood up. She walked over to Adam and put her arms out. "Daddy, play," she said. Adam picked her up and swung her around. "Sure, baby girl," he said, setting her down.

Rachel started to tickle Adam. Amy smiled, noticing that Adam did not seem to be ticklish in the slightest -- but Rachel was definitely ticklish. Something that became quite apparent when Adam started to tickle her back. "Stop Daddy, stop!"

"No," Adam said with a smile, "Not until you say I'm the boss." Rachel laughed as Adam ramped up the intensity. "Ok Daddy, you're the boss," she said breathlessly.

Adam stopped tickling her and kissed the top of her head. "Good girl," he said softly. Rachel blushed and smiled. Adam looked down at Amy. She looked happy and relaxed, just watching her friends enjoy each other.

"Daddy, daddy!" Rachel said, "Can you see if Amy is ticklish?"

Adam smiled. "Sure," he said.

"Oh no," Amy said, trying to scoot away. But Adam moved too fast. He tickled Amy's armpits and she squirmed while laughing hysterically. She tried to get away from him, scooting off the couch on to the floor, but Adam followed her to the ground and held her down. "Stop, stop, stop," Amy laughed and squirmed like crazy as he tickled her. Adam finally stopped and smiled at her.

"You're very ticklish, baby girl," Adam said.

Rachel laughed. "See," she said. "You're just as ticklish as I am."

Amy blushed. "Yeah," she said with a sly smile, "You're ticklish Rachel?"

Amy reach out to tickle Rachel, but Rachel squealed and darted away. Amy got up and managed to get a hold of one of her feet. Amy tickled the bottom of her foot and Rachel started to laugh uncontrollably. "No, no, stop," Rachel pleaded. "Stop. You win." Amy relented and Rachel sat down, trying to catch her breath.

Amy laughed. "Ha," she said, "I told you that you were ticklish."

"Now," Adam said, "The real question is who is the most ticklish?"

Rachel and Amy looked at each other, then at Adam. "You mean you?" Amy asked.

"No, not me." Adam said. "I was talking about you two." Adam tickled each of them. And both rolled away from Adam. Rachel laughed hard, and Amy laughed too. "Hmm. This is going to take more thorough research." Adam said with a wink.

He got up and left the room. Rachel and Amy looked at each other in confusion. When Adam returned, he had two sets of padded handcuffs. He looked over at Amy and asked quietly, "You ok if we turn this up a notch?"

Amy only hesitated a second before nodding. She was willing to play along. She had already come this far. She wasn't about to turn back now.

"Ok, I am going to restrain both of you with these, and we will see who is more ticklish - it's not fair if one of you can roll away." Adam said, showing them the padded cuffs.

Rachel and Amy looked at each other nervously. Then Amy held out her wrists. Rachel followed.

Adam fastened one cuff around one of their arms and the other cuff on a leg of the coffee table. They lay side-by-side, their arm extended over their heads. In a pinch, either could get away if they really wanted to. All they would need to do would be to lift the coffee table and the cuff would slide free. Amy smiled, it was a nice little touch -- a considerate touch. Even when he was restraining her, he was being over cautious about making Amy feel safe.

Adam started on Rachel. He started tickling her under the armpits. Rachel squirmed and laughed uncontrollably. She couldn't stop. Adam moved down her sides and back up to her armpits with a practiced hand. He clearly knew where his wife was most sensitive. She was running out of breath and gasping for breath. He didn't stop. He tickled her feet. She kicked and squirmed, but was able to recover a bit of oxygen. She tried to pull away, but she couldn't get loose.

Adam finally stopped. Rachel lay there panting and trying to catch her breath. She was laughing hard. "You're a very ticklish baby girl," Adam said, kissing her forehead.

Rachel smiled up at him. "I am," she said.

Adam moved over to Amy and started tickling her feet. Amy laughed a little bit, but her feet were not the most ticklish parts of her body. He worked his way up her legs. Amy could feel her body reacting in another way -- but she wasn't about to let that on. When Adam got to her waist, Amy started thrashing laughing. She didn't even realize that was one of her ticklish spots. He tickled her lower stomach and sides -- and Amy couldn't stop laughing. She was wheezing and Adam was making his way up to her armpits. She couldn't take it. She was laughing too hard. And Adam stopped. "I think it's a tie," he said with a smile.

Amy blushed and caught her breath. "That was mean," she said, pouting. Adam smiled and kissed her head.

"I'm sorry baby girl," he said softly, "But I had to do it. It was for science." Amy pretended to pout but she couldn't help but smiled. She was having fun. She loved being tickled even if she couldn't stand it. It made her feel like a kid again. Rachel was smiling too -- laughing with Adam.

Amy felt a deep... satisfaction?

She was where she belonged. She did not need to hide. She wasn't broken. Wasn't wrong. Just a normal person. And it felt amazing.

Adam got up and went to the bedroom. He returned with a vibrator and some lube. Amy's eyes widened as he came back. He saw her staring and smiled. He knew she was wondering why he had it. "Don't worry," he said with a chuckle, "This is for Rachel." Amy blushed as Rachel giggled. She knew Rachel was a bit of an exhibitionist and she wondered if they were going to let her watch.

"I figured as long as you were all tied up, we could have some fun."

Amy watched as Adam pressed his hand against Rachel's diaper. Rachel sighed a little and squirmed. Amy felt a warmth in her own clit as she watched. She wondered if Adam would notice if she touched herself. She was afraid to ask.

It was really hot to be restrained this close to the action. Her cuffed arm was almost intertwined with Rachel's.

Rachel took a deep inhale as Adam turned on the vibrator. Amy knew from experience that keeping the vibrator on the outside was pleasant -- but it wasn't nearly satisfying enough. She could almost sense Rachel's frustration.

Adam smiled. Rachel loved being pleasured and he loved pleasuring her. It made him happy to see her happy. He turned the vibrator up a little. Rachel squirmed a little more and her breathing got heavier. Adam kept the vibrator moving and started to touch her over her clothes. Rachel was starting to get worked up.

Amy watched closely. Her pussy was throbbing. She wanted to touch herself. She decided to go for it. She snuck her free hand down into her diaper and rubbed her clit.

Adam didn't notice. Rachel moaned as the vibrator pressed against her. Adam turned it up again. He had switched up his tactics. He was moving it up and down the diaper -- and Rachel was grinding into it. She was starting to get more pent up.

"Please stick it in. Please."

"Mm-mm. Not yet baby."

"Please just stick it in."

"Not yet baby girl."

"Fuuuck... babe please."

Adam didn't answer this time -- he just slipped the vibrator under the diaper and Rachel threw her head back. "Fuck....."

She was getting close now. The teasing had done its job, and Rachel was ready to cum. Adam turned up the speed one more time for good measure, and Rachel's hips bucked. She was so close. "Cum for me baby girl," he whispered.

Amy watched as Rachel came. She moaned loudly and bucked her hips against the vibrator. Her body tensed and she shuddered. Adam held the vibrator against her until she finished completely. He smiled. He loved seeing her orgasm. He turned off the vibrator and kissed her. "Good girl, baby girl," he cooed as she lay there panting. Rachel blushed and looked up at him. Her eyes were glazed.

"Thank you daddy," she said softly. Adam smiled. He picked up the vibrator and put it on the table. He helped Rachel catch her breath. He kissed her softly.

Amy felt her pussy throbbing as she watched and rubbed her clit faster in little circles. Amy moaned softly, which drew Adam's and Rachel's attention. They looked at Amy. She turned beat red and pulled her hand out.

"Don't stop because of us." Rachel said.

Amy reluctantly put her hand back in her diaper and touched her clit. She rubbed it softly and bit her lip. She felt her pleasure building as she rubbed her clit more. She was getting closer and closer. She moaned softly. She was very aware of Adam and Rachel watching every move as she pleasured herself. She was getting so close to cumming. She kept rubbing and moaning. She couldn't believe she was doing this in front of other people, but it felt so good and so right. She didn't care if anyone saw her. She just wanted to cum.