Learning to Be Little Again(49)

“Okay. Let’s play now.”

“We can have a tea party with all of my dollies… if you want,” I offered.

A smile spread across her face as she nodded and sank down on the ground next to me.



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Samantha and I played with our dolls for the rest of the afternoon. We even got Joey to play with us, though he mostly just sat and watched. I think he didn’t want to play with us because he thought we had cooties. The butt plug didn’t hurt to wear; it just kept my mind constantly zeroed in on that part of my body.

We were so immersed in our play that none of us heard the adults come up.

“Samantha, sweetie, it’s time to go,” Jackson said.

“Same thing for us, Joey,” Meghan added.

“Five more minutes, Daddy! We’re serving tea to the queen of England!” Samantha said, pouring some more tea into the queen’s cup.

“Samantha, now. Unless you want me to spank your bottom. Help Juliana clean up her toys first.”

We both sighed as we began to clean up. Since there were so many people helping clean up, we had it finished quickly. Robert and I walked everyone to the front door, and we all said our good byes. Then it was just Robert and me once again.

“That was a lot of fun. I’m glad you invited them over,” I said, wrapping my arms around him.

“It was. We’ll have to do this more often.”

“Definitely,” I said, right before I leaned in and kissed him. Now that all the guests were gone, I had to get this plug out of my bottom. It was driving me insane.

He broke the kiss and asked, “Is there something you want?”

“Yes. I need you to take it out.”

“Take what out?” he asked, pretending like he had no clue what I was talking about.

I sighed, knowing he was going to make this harder on me than I thought. “Can you please take the butt plug out of my bottom?”

“Well, since you asked so nicely.”

To my surprise, he swooped me up into his arms and carried me into his bedroom. He placed me down on the bed and followed right behind me. His weight surrounded me, making me feel safe.

“Now, let’s see about getting that plug out,” he said, kissing along my collarbone.

“It’s in my bottom, not my collarbone,” I panted.

“I know,” he said, lifting his head up, a smirk on his face. “I just thought we’d get it out the fun way.” With that, he went back to kissing me, his right hand snaking itself under my shirt and pushing my bra away as he began playing with my right breast.

“Ahhh!”

He twisted my nipple hard. It hurt for a second, but then I felt it go straight to my core and I wanted more. I ground my pelvis against his hard shaft, silently begging him to take me.

Instead, the jackass said, “You’re always so impatient. Why can’t you just sit back and enjoy the ride?”

“I want to come! Ah!” I screamed, as he twisted my other nipple, sending another zap of pain straight to my core.

“All in good time, baby,” he said, right before he began kissing me. His tongue plundered my mouth, sending shivers through my body. After what felt like forever, he finally pulled my t-shirt and bra off, revealing two very swollen breasts. This was great, except that he moved my shirt so it was over my eyes and made it impossible for me to move my raised arms to touch him.

“Robert!” I cried out, trying to free my arms with no success.

“Beautiful,” he whispered ignoring my cries as he trailed a line from my mouth to my breasts. He spent a good time sucking and kissing each nipple, until I was begging him to take me.

“Reach out and touch the headboard. Whatever you do, do not let go until I say so.”

I nodded, doing as I was told. Once I was touching the headboard, he took his time, unzipping my jeans, pulling them off, and shortly my panties followed. When cool air touched my swollen clit, I moaned.

Finally, I thought. He trailed a line of kisses past my curls and right to my pussy.

My clit was so sensitive that one lick of his tongue made my entire body shake, but I was proud to say I continued to touch the headboard.

My initial reaction must have egged him on because he settled between my thighs and began kissing, licking, and sucking on my clit until I couldn’t take it anymore and an orgasm washed over me.

I was still experiencing mini-orgasms as the shirt that had been blinding me was removed.

I heard the opening of a condom, and a few seconds later, Robert pushed into me. “Oh my gosh!” I cried out as my pussy clenched onto his hard shaft.

“Ohh…” he moaned.

“Do you like that?” I teased, clenching my pelvic muscles on his hard shaft again.