Learning to Be Little Again

by Meredith O'Reilly

  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.

  I yawned before saying, “Yes, sir.”

  I quickly put away my toys as he asked, “Are you feeling okay, baby girl? You sound a little sleepy.”

  “I’m fine,” I said, giving him a brief hug before I said, “I bet I can beat you downstairs!” Before he had a chance to reply, I raced down the stairs as fast as my little legs could carry me. Just as I opened up the door to let our guests in, he came up behind me.

  “Hi!” I said to the four people standing before me.

  “Hi, Juliana!” Samantha said, stepping inside and giving me a hug.

  I hugged her back, thinking of the last time I’d seen her. I’d been so afraid at that age play munch, and now a couple months later, thanks to Robert, I was much less afraid.

  I broke away from the hug, inviting everyone inside. They all came in, removing their coats and snowy boots.

  Samantha, Joey, and I went upstairs so I could show them the aquarium in my room, and Robert, Jackson, and Meghan stayed downstairs to get lunch ready for all of us.

  “This is a really neat room your daddy made for you, Juliana,” Samantha said as we walked into my nursery.

  “Thanks! My favorite part is the fish. Robert said I could name them all. I haven’t decided on any of the names yet,” I said, walking up to the aquarium and looking at the dozen colorful fish inside.

  “I wish my daddy would get me one of these. They’re really fun to look at.”

  I turned towards Samantha, confused. I thought she was dead set against ever acting like a little girl in public. Yet, here she was, in public, acting like a little girl. I couldn’t keep my curiosity to myself. “Samantha? I don’t want to be rude or sound like I’m putting my nose where it doesn’t belong, but why are you acting young? I thought you said you would never act like your little self in public.”

  Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. “Sorry. If it bothers you, I’ll stop. But since it’s the weekend and this is normally when I act as a little girl, I decided I would see how it felt acting like a little in front of people who I knew were in the lifestyle.”

  “Oh. So you wouldn’t continue doing this in front of strangers?”

  “Right. That would be embarrassing. But, since you, Robert, Joey, Jackson, and Meghan all play in the lifestyle, it’s easier for me to continue acting little.”

  What she said did make sense. Earlier, I’d been so set against acting as my little self. But, if Samantha was doing it, it wouldn’t be so bad. Besides, what’s the worst that can happen?

  “Okay… maybe I’ll try it too!”

  “Hooray! I have a friend to play with! Joey do you want to act little too?” Samantha asked, as we both turned towards him.

  “I… ummm…” He blushed and turned away from us, walking over to the toy chest.
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  Samantha and I both giggled and turned back and watched the fish swim. They were so cool.

  * * *

  Before I knew it, Robert was calling us down for lunch.

  The three of us raced downstairs and we all had a good time laughing, talking, and eating. After lunch, Joey, Samantha, and I went into the living room to watch TV while Robert, Jackson, and Meghan cleaned up the kitchen.

  “Are you guys getting excited for Valentine’s Day?” Samantha asked, as Dora the Explorer began.

  “Oh no! I completely forgot!” I said, smacking myself in the head. After all Robert had done for me, how could I forget Valentine’s Day?

  “I am. I made my mommy some neat picture frames. Then, as my wife, she’ll have roses delivered to her at work and I got her some new… a new outfit and diamond earrings,” Joey said, smiling like a fool.

  “Did you get Jackson anything yet?” I turned to ask Samantha. I was starting to feel bad. What kind of a girlfriend am I if I can’t even remember Valentine’s Day?

  “Yeah! I drew him some pictures of us. Then for later, I got him his favorite milk chocolate candies and an expensive watch that I’ve known he’s wanted for a while.”

  “That’s nice,” I said as I began to panic. Sure, Robert and I had only been dating since New Year’s, and that was just about a month in a half. But I knew him. He was going to go all out for me. I had to get him something nice. What should I get him?

  “Hey, you okay, Juliana?”

  I shook my head. “I-I don’t have anything for Robert. What do I get him?”

  “Make him something. All mommies and daddies love when they get homemade stuff,” Joey said.

  I could do that. I liked making crafts. “But what do I get the adult him?”

  “Anything you think he’ll like. You could get him a watch or maybe buy some new lingerie for yourself and surprise him,” Samantha said.

  “Yeah, I guess that’s a good idea. I’ll have to think about it.” I leaned back on the couch and settled in to watch TV. I let out several more yawns as we were watching Dora the Explorer. I couldn’t help myself. I was tired.