“You don’t wait long,” I panted, slightly embarrassed about what he was going to do, but I wanted it so much.
He looked up. “I’ve been waiting to do this since the beginning of December. We can do slow later.” With that, his mouth settled between my thighs. My hands pulled at the sheets as his tongue dove in and out of my channel. I couldn’t think as his tongue licked the outline of my pussy and then alternated between diving into my channel and sucking on my clit.
“Robert!” I panted as my entire body began to tingle.
He moved his mouth and started sucking on my clit with a new vigor. Before I knew it, I was screaming out my release.
Holy crap! This man knows how to use his mouth well! Then I heard the telltale rip of a condom. As I was coming down from the best orgasm I’d ever had, I looked up to see his shaft at my slick entrance. I couldn’t help the grin that crossed my face. The man was hung like a god. He must have been about nine inches long. That was about triple the length of what Boyle was.
“Juliana?”
I just nodded my head to tell him I was okay, and not missing a beat, he slammed his cock into me.
“Oh!” I squealed. It felt amazing. I was so full and focused only on him.
He captured my lips in his again as he thrust in and out of me. I just hung onto his shoulders. His hand snuck in between our bodies and he began playing with my sensitive clit and within another minute, we both gasped as we came hard together.
Before we collapsed, he rolled over and fell against the bed as I fell on him. We just laid there, trying to catch our breaths.
Sweet Jesus, was the only coherent thought I had. I laid there for a few minutes, stunned. This man was fantastic in bed.
“Juliana?”
“Hmmm?” I turned my head so our eyes were meeting.
“You okay?”
“Mm-hmmm…”
“Give me a few minutes and we’ll do this again. I’ll go nice and slow and worship your body the way it deserves.”
I looked at him as if we were crazy. I could hardly move and he was talking about another round of sex? I couldn’t help but begin to laugh. We were going to have fun together.
Chapter Eight
Tonight was the night. It was our first age play session together and I needed everything to go perfectly. If it didn’t, we’d probably never do this again, and I knew that she needed it. On the past four dates we’d been on, she responded well with the subtle age play things I did. I’ll admit that I was shocked that on our last date she had asked me to spank her. At the time, I couldn’t fathom why she’d wanted me to, but I did, and she’d still agreed to try role playing. That was a good sign, I thought to myself as I tried to think about what else I would have to bring tonight.
I knew that she thought age play was supposed to be about being punished and doing chores. Tonight I wanted to show her that age play could be as simple as watching a children’s movie or just coloring with her daddy.
Granted, if she acted like a brat, which I hoped she wouldn’t, then I would punish her. I was thinking about that too. A bare bottom spanking worked wonders to teach a little not to make the same mistake, but I didn’t want to push her too far tonight. She let me spank her last time because she’d been willing. I wasn’t sure what would happen the next time if she wasn’t.
I could think about that later, I decided as I packed my two bags. One was a small suitcase for me, since I was spending the night, and the other was a baby bag. I wished I knew what age Juliana associated with when she was acting little. There were times where I thought she might like being six or seven, but then there were others when it seemed she liked being two or three. Since I didn’t know, I ended up packing much more than I would probably use. I wanted to be prepared for any situation.
I couldn’t wait for her to feel comfortable about coming to my home and I’d just finished decorating the nursery for her. It had been painted a lovely shade of yellow and it had cream colored furniture to match. There was a canopy bed pushed against the wall and a dresser across from it. There was a nightstand next to the bed, which would always have a cup of water on it, waiting for her if she needed it in the middle of the night, and of course, I’d added a huge toy chest filled with toys. Next to it was a rocking chair, where she and I could snuggle when we wanted. The last part of her nursery would be coming soon, and I couldn’t wait to see the look on her face when she saw it.
I finished packing and looked at the clock on my nightstand. It was five thirty. Better get going, I thought as I grabbed my bags and headed towards the garage.
* * *
I arrived at Juliana’s apartment about fifteen minutes early and decided that I would just go up. I got out of my car, headed into her apartment building, took the elevator to her floor, and then knocked on her door. I heard a bustle and the door swung open. She was standing there in her robe with her hair up in a towel.