Thursday , May 26 2022

My Naughty Niece

This is an adult story written for adults. It contains scenes of graphic sex between an adult male and a pre-teen girl. If you are not allowed to or prefer not to see this kind of material, please leave now. If you proceed it is at your own risk.

I was lying on my bed half dozing. It was a quiet afternoon and I had been reading. As I rested there, I heard a rustling over by the door. I glanced over and was met by a vision of beauty.

Standing there in the sunlight from the bedroom window was Sandy, my niece–a little pixie of a girl. She was small, slender but full of life, her flaxen hair like a halo in the sunlight. She was dressed in my favorite outfit: black shiny shoes, with white knee-socks, the little plaid skirt I had gotten for her when I was in Scotland, and a demure white blouse. A vision to be sure, and only eight.

My niece often came over to visit me unannounced. Her father didn’t really like me all that much … but let his daughter come over anyway. I think he was just glad to get free baby-sitting. For me, having the darling child come over was more of a delight than a chore. This time the little girl was just standing there, head bowed and hands clasped in front of her. Her tiny fingers twining and intertwining as if searching for the right hold in a wrestling match.

“Come in, Sandy,” I said.

She walked over to the bed slowly, with her head still downcast. I couldn’t see her face, as her hair covered most of it. Nor could I see her eyes. Those glorious eyes were never the same color it seemed, as the last time I looked. One minute they were blue, the next brown and then green. Then a mix. But always with that special gleam. They say that the eyes are the windows to the soul. These eyes were surely the window to a treasure hidden deep inside this little nymph. In case you haven’t noticed, I love her dearly.

As she stood by my bed I watched for a moment. Something was wrong. I gave her time. Finally, in a small almost whisper of a voice she asked, “Can I snuggle with you, Uncle Sky?”

“Of course, my dear.”

I held out my arms and she climbed on the bed and snuggled down next to me. She pushed close to my side, put her head on my shoulder and a delicate hand on my chest. As I reached down and brushed her hair away from her face so I could see her, I felt something on her cheek. I brushed it away and looked at my finger. It was a tear. She had been crying.

“Why have you been crying, my little one?” I asked.

She whimpered a bit and then in that small voice said, “I was a bad girl, and Daddy spanked me. He made me take off my panties and he pulled up my skirt and he spanked me on my bare bottom and, and … and on my pee-pee.”

I held her close and stroked her hair.

“It hurts, Uncle Sky,” she said.

Oh how sad this little waif seemed, cuddled up there so close. I wondered how anyone could hurt this little angel. I held her close and tried to soothe her.

“Uncle Sky?”

“Yes, Sandy.”

“Will you make it all better for me?”

“How can I do that, Sweety?”

“Same as always when I get a boo-boo, Uncle Sky.”

I didn’t know for a minute what she meant. She used to come to me when she fell or bumped her knee. I would brush her off, rub the injury gently, then kiss it to make it all better. No! That couldn’t be what she meant. Well, I guessed it wouldn’t hurt to rub her little bottom. And so I started on the path I never thought I would travel. The path to paradise. I gently rubbed her bottom.

“Not that way, Uncle Sky.” Sandy got up and stood next to the bed. Slowly she unfastened her skirt and slipped it off. I was about to say something when she amazed me even more. She put her fingers under the elastic of her little white panties and slipped them down and off.

“Now you can rub it,” she said, as she got back up on the bed. She lay face down next to me, her fanny sticking up in the air slightly. Hesitatingly I reached over and began to rub her little cheeks. I could see they were very red and felt very warm. He must have really whaled her.

“Is that better, dear?” I asked. All I got was a quiet, “Mmm.”

I rubbed gently first one side then the other. Such firm little cheeks. “Damn, she has a fine ass,” I thought. No! I shouldn’t be thinking like that. I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t. My little Sandy was hurting and she wanted my help.

As I was rubbing, she slowly moved her legs apart just a little. Then a little more. “Lower, Uncle Sky.” I moved my hand lower to the bottom of those round cheeks. “Now my pee-pee,” she said.

Oh God, no! If I do what she asks, I may not stop there. But I had never refused her anything, so I moved my hand down lower and between her legs. I felt the warmth and a little moisture of her smooth, plump pussy lips. “Mmmm, that feels better.”

I took my hand away. It was shaking as if I was terrified. I was. Then she opened her mouth and out came the words I wanted, yet dreaded to hear,

“Now kiss it and make it better, Uncle Sky.”

I hesitated for a moment. This was getting way out of hand. I was treading on very dangerous ground now. I resisted. “Please?” she pleaded.

Slowly I moved down on the bed. I bent over that lovely little ass and planted a tiny kiss on each cheek. “Mmmm.” I started to get up, but she reached down and stopped me. “You missed a spot.” What? Oh no. Not …

“My pee-pee still hurts, Uncle Sky.”

Hesitating only a moment, I bent down again, and spreading her legs a little more, I planted a gentle kiss on those delectable lips. And then another one. And then a little harder.

“Oooh, that feels gooood, Uncle Sky.”

I started to rise and heard her croon, “More please … Pretty please?” I was lost. She had me spellbound. I was mesmerized by the beauty, by the smell, the warmth of that pussy. There was no way in hell I could stop now. I bent down again and started to kiss her ass and then the backs of her thighs. Then back to the lips. I darted my tongue out and licked them swiftly. Then more kisses. I moved my mouth over her pussy and slipped my tongue out and over her mound, down over the lips. Then into the slit, gently separating the lips and probing softly. The tiny inner lips. The little hole and finally, the clit. As I gently licked her tiny button she jumped and then moaned, “Oh Uncle Sky, that feels sooo goood.”

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