Learning to Be Little Again (15 page)

I started to suck harder on his cock, which produced more precum. I ran my tongue around the head while gently squeezing his balls.

“Juliana,” he moaned aloud, his hands coming up to fist in my hair.

I continued to suck his hard shaft until his hands pulled my hair a little more firmly and he gasped, “I’m… going to… come.”

I looked up at him without moving my mouth from him to let him know that was okay with me. The pure needy look that he gave me sent a rush of empowerment to me. I felt proud that I could bring a big strong man like Robert to this level of need.

I moved my left hand from his balls when I felt them tightening up towards his body. My left hand was now rubbing long strokes up and down his inner thigh.

With a guttural cry, he let go and came in my mouth. Warm spurts of his salty sweet taste came pouring into my mouth and I lapped up every bit of it. When he finished, I let his flaccid cock fall out of my mouth, and I looked up at him, smiling like the bird who ate the canary.

This was a very proud moment for me. Before, whenever guys had wanted me to give them a blow job, I always ended up feeling like I was choking. But with Robert, I didn’t because I felt safe with him and I knew that if I had to stop, he wouldn’t be angry with me.

“Come here,” he said, pulling me up towards him and planting a sizzling kiss on my lips.

I pulled back this time and said, “I think I’m going to go and play in my new room now.”

He looked at me like I’d grown another head. “What? Give me a few minutes and I’ll have you screaming out in pleasure.” He snaked his hand down my body and settling on my covered mound.

It was tempting to stay, but I
really
wanted to go and explore my new room. “Nope. This was my thanks to you for the room. No need to return the favor. Besides, you should go and get dinner ready. I’m starving. You don’t want your little girl to go hungry,” I said, hopping off the bed and running towards my awesome new room.

Chapter Seventeen

I was speechless. What woman gives a man an earth-shattering blowjob and doesn’t want anything in return? And where the heck did she learn how to give a blowjob like that? I’d had blowjobs before, but her mouth was like the Holy Grail.

I shook my head and got out of bed, then went to Juliana’s room to check on her. She was sitting on the ground with her teddy bear, examining all the toys in her toy chest.

Leaving her be, I headed into the kitchen to make homemade healthy pizza. I had just rolled out the dough and spread the tomato sauce on the pizza when Juliana came down, carrying her teddy bear.

“What’s going on, sweetie? Don’t you like your new room?” I asked, noting the frown on her face.

“I do,” she said, taking a seat on one of the kitchen chairs, “but I’m lonely. Can teddy and I please help you make the pizza?”

“Of course, baby girl. You have to wash your hands first, and I think it’d be best if teddy just watched us make pizza.”

“Alright,” she said, hopping off the chair, propping her teddy bear up so he could watch us, and then going to the sink to wash her hands. I couldn’t hide the smile that flashed across my face as she sang the washing your hands song I’d taught her on our first date. When she finished, she came back over to me. “I’m ready.”

“Okay. I already rolled out the dough into a circle and put tomato sauce on it. Now we get to add other ingredients. What do you like on your pizza?”

“Ummm… cheese, sausage, mushrooms, and… pineapple!”

“Pineapple?” That sounded disgusting. I didn’t know if my little girl was trying to pull my leg or not.

“Yep. It makes the pizza extra sweet,” she said, nodding her head rapidly.

“Alright. I’ll cut up all the ingredients and then you can place them on the pizza. Sound good?”

“Yes, sir,” she said, giving me a salute.

I had to smile at that.
This crazy girl of mine.
I got to work cutting up all the ingredients she wanted to add to the pizza. When I finished, I had four separate bowls.

“Okay, Juliana. You can place the ingredients wherever you want.”

She did just that. First the cheese went on, then the sausage and mushrooms, and last but not least, the pineapple. When she finished, I thought the pizza looked a little odd, but I wasn’t going to say anything to her about it. I placed the pizza in the oven and set the timer.

“What do we do now?”

“I have to make a salad and I was going to heat up some garlic bread.”

“Okay. I can help with that too.”

Together we worked to get dinner ready. It was a lot of fun and it was nice to have another set of hands in the kitchen. By the time we finished everything, the timer rang for the pizza to come out. I pulled it out of the oven, cut it up, and placed a piece on both Juliana’s and my plate.

“Bon appetite,” I said, holding up my slice and taking a bite. I was shocked. The pizza actually tasted delicious.

“Mmmmm…” Juliana hummed her approval as she took another bite of her pizza. She looked up at me, giving me a smirk, as if she knew that I originally hadn’t thought the pizza would taste good.

I just shook my head as I asked her, “So, how was your day today, sweetie? Anything exciting happen?”

“No. I just did the same old stuff. How about you?” she asked, taking another bite.

“I had quite a few people come in today as there’s a bad cold going around. One of my patients who participates in the age play lifestyle came in too, for that same reason.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Juliana pause in the act of taking another bite. She recovered quickly.

“Oh. That’s horrible.”

“Yes. Poor little Stacey stayed pretty much on her daddy’s lap for her entire exam. I hope she feels better in a couple of days.”

“Me too. I’m done now,” she said abruptly, getting up and placing her dish in the sink.

“So am I. I’ll clean up.”

“Fine,” she said, grabbing her teddy bear and racing out of the kitchen.

I wonder what’s the matter with her
? I thought as I began to clean the kitchen. I’d told her about treating other patients before. Why had she gotten so freaked out when I mentioned one of the patients I treated who participated in the age play lifestyle? She had to know I’d never force her to act little in public if she didn’t want to.

Once the kitchen was in order, I went upstairs to find her. I peeked into her room and she wasn’t there, so I went across the hall and found her in my bed.

“Juliana, would you like to watch a movie, sweetie?” I asked as I approached her curled up form.

“No,” she said as I sat down on the side of the bed. I brushed away her hair to see her shining eyes looking at me.

“Do you want to tell me what’s wrong with you, baby girl?”

“It’s silly. I’m being paranoid.”

“Why don’t you let me decide that. Come on, sweetie. In order for this relationship to work, it’s going to take complete honesty between the two of us,” I said, running my hand up and down her hip.

“Fine. I was just thinking that if you see all those patients who participate in the age play lifestyle and they don’t mind being little in front of you, you’ll realize how messed up I am and you won’t want me.”

My heart broke at that. Didn’t she realize how much I already loved her? She was perfect for me, and here she was worrying that I would leave her. I had to set her straight.

“Sweetie, I could never leave you. You’re perfect for me.”

“You’re just saying that,” she said, a single tear falling down her cheek.

“Here give me your teddy bear and I’ll show you,” I said, holding my hand out for him.

She hesitantly gave me her bear and I placed it on the nightstand. I leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

“I love what comes out of your mouth. You say the cutest things, and I’ve never heard a bad word come out of it.”

I placed a kiss over each of her eyes. “I love your eyes because they always show exactly what you’re thinking and feeling. They’re so full of passion.”

I kissed the top of her forehead. “I love your mind because you’re always coming up with clever ideas.”

I kissed the spot right below her left ear until I felt her shiver underneath me. “I love how when I kiss you in this exact spot, you shiver with desire.”

I removed her shirt and bra to see her full breasts and her pebbled nipples. I sucked on each of her breasts for a while and then gave both of them kisses. “I love your breasts because they add to your beauty.”

I kissed over the place where her heart was. “I love how even though you suffered so much trauma, you still had the courage to open your heart to me.”

I kissed a trail down to her navel. “I love how you squirm when I touch this area.”

I removed her pants and panties. Her panties felt drenched and I hadn’t even laid a finger on her pussy yet. I kissed her heated pussy. “I love how you taste. It’s like nectar to me, and I’m starved for it.”

“Oh Robert, you didn’t have to say all that,” she said as I looked up to see her wiping tears from her eyes.

“Yes, I did. It’s my job to tell you how utterly perfect you are. I will do that until the day I die.” I laid a big kiss on her lips and then slid down her body back, to her pussy.

“Robert, you don’t have to do that,” she said, cupping her hand over her mound.

“I know that I don’t have to, but Lord do I want to—badly,” I said, wondering why all of a sudden she was shy about letting me lick her pussy.

“It’s really fine,” she said, not moving her hand.

But I was a man on a mission and I was determined to lick up all her juices. I moved a little farther down and started to kiss the bottom of her inner thigh, working my way up until I was right where her leg and pelvis met. I kissed that spot and a shiver went through her body.

“I found another sweet spot,” I said, kissing it again. I could smell her juices in the air and in the corner of my eye, I saw her hand was starting to relax. I started to kiss closer to her pussy until I was finally at it. I nibbled and licked her fingers until she relented and moved her hand.

Not wasting any time, I plunged my tongue deep into her channel, licking all of her juices up like a man who hadn’t had a drink in days.

She moaned and became even wetter, proving she was enjoying it. I moved up to her clit and nibbled on that for a while. When I felt her legs begin writhing, I looked up at her to see her looking at me, her eyes glazed. “Come,” I commanded and began sucking again. I felt her spasm and then she screamed as her orgasm washed over her while I continued to suck on her clit.

When she finished riding her high, I moved above her, reached for a condom, and placed it on myself quickly, then sunk my shaft into her wet heat. It felt glorious. I captured her lips in mine, wanting to pour all my passion for her into the kiss. I pounded in and out of her, starting to feel myself coming close to my release.

I wanted the two of us to come together so I angled my hips to make sure that with each thrust, I was hitting her g-spot. She moaned into my mouth and I felt her body start to shake again. After a few minutes, we came, screaming each other’s name.

I rolled off her, pulling my spent cock from her body. We both heaved to catch our breaths. Once I caught mine, I got off the bed, pulled the used condom off of myself, and tossed it in my garbage can. I went into the bathroom, turned the shower on, and then came back out.

“Juliana, you okay, baby?” I asked, padding over to her side of the bed.

“Mm-hmmm.”

“Are you asleep?”

“Mm-hmmm.”

“I need you to wake up, baby. I have a shower going for the two of us.”

“Mmmmm! Tomorrow…” she said, rolling onto her stomach and turning her head away from me.

I gave her bare bottom a couple of rapid slaps that had her jumping out of bed and running into the bathroom. As she passed me, I saw her bottom had a nice little glow and my cock hardened once again. I groaned as I headed after my girl.

Chapter Eighteen

I felt amazing. After two more rounds of sex, I finally collapsed onto Robert’s chest and we fell asleep. The first thing that I felt when I woke up was Robert sinking his cock inside of me. Needless to say, I was a happy camper this morning.

“What are you smiling about, baby girl?” he asked as he set a plate filled with eggs and an assortment of fruit down in front of me.

“Just last night and this morning,” I said, lifting my fork and taking a bite of the fresh watermelon.

“I’m happy that you enjoyed yourself and your surprise nursery. I have another surprise for you today, too.”

“Another nursery?” I asked, jokingly.

“No, goof ball. You only get one of those. For lunch this afternoon, I invited over Samantha and Jackson and Joey and Meghan.”

“What?” I asked, spitting out the egg I’d just put in my mouth.

“Juliana! Be more careful or else I’ll have to make you wear a bib while you eat,” he said as he picked up his napkin and ran it across my face to get the egg that was on it.

“Sorry. I just… when they’re here, I don’t have to act like a little girl, do I?”
If he says yes, I’m leaving.
I knew that Samantha, Jackson, Meghan, and Joey all played in the age play lifestyle, but I wasn’t exactly ready to let anyone else but Robert see me like that.

“No, sweetie. You can act however you want to. I highly doubt that Samantha and Joey will be acting like their little selves.”

“Good,” I said, taking another bite of egg. It was one thing to act as a little girl in front of Robert, but it was a whole different thing to act as a little girl in front of people.

* * *

For the next three hours, I played in my room, waiting for my guests to arrive. I had decided to dress in a pair of black leggings with a large green sweater that felt like it was constantly giving me a hug. I knew the outfit was perfect for today.

“Sweetie, I believe Jackson and Samantha just pulled in the driveway. You ready to come downstairs?” Robert asked at my doorway.