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Ever since my niece was born I've doted on her, I can't have kids of my own so she is my world. I've been exactly the type of uncle people would expect, I go to every dancing, singing and acting thing she has done, sat in the front row of each one and clapped the loudest. I've been to every birthday. I visit minimum every two months for at least a weekend and video chat her weekly. I play whatever games she wants to play, whether it's princess tea party or rough housing, crafts or the park. I probably buy her too many things, but like I say, she's my world and I really can't say no to her or stop myself from buying things I see that she likes. I have been exactly what an uncle is meant to be, until her eighth birthday. That's when everything changed.
I hadn't seen her in person in about six weeks and boy did that six weeks make a BIIIIIIIG difference! Suddenly she didn't look like the baby she had always looked like, her hormones had clearly kicked in and puberty had started early. She now had visible little bumps under her shirt and a slight curve to her hips. She looked beautiful and she ran up to me and jumped in my arms, throwing her arms around my neck and planting a massive kiss on my lips as she always did when greeting me. This time though, this time I wanted so badly to run my tongue across her lips and feel those little lumps on her chest and run my thumb over her not quite popped nipple.
I had never before thought thoughts like this about her and I hated myself in that moment. I hated that as she bounced in my arms asking in her sweet angelic voice what presents I had got for her birthday I got hard instantly. I shifted my arms slightly and adjusted her so she hopefully wouldn't feel my stiff meat and moved myself at an angle that hopefully hid my bulge from anyone looking over at us.
I took a deep breath and tried a chuckle. "You'll have to wait and see special girl". The nickname suddenly felt different, it had always been innocent, she simply was my special girl, but now, now it felt like maybe I always knew this day would come and started early with training her to get used to being called something that could come in handy as she grew up. She pouted at me and gave me her best puppy dog eyes. In that moment I took a chance at being brazen and gave her pout a quick lick. If she complained about it it's something I could easily explain as a joke. Luck was on my side and she just giggled, said eeeeeewwwww and wiggled to get down.
After that the day was normal, other than catching myself staring at her and reminding myself to look elsewhere occasionally. Bedtime rolled around and she told everyone I would be doing bedtime tonight and she was sleeping in my room which was expected from myself and her parents as she always wants me to do bedtime and to have a sleepover when I visit. I followed her up the stairs into her bedroom and sat on her bed as I usually did while she got undressed and brushed her hair. Only this time I couldn't keep my eyes off her body. I paid close attention to the way her body had changed, she really did have tiny boobies now, a slight tummy, curves on her hips and even slight pudge on her pubic mound. I was rock hard again.
I tried my best to concentrate on what she was saying and nod or ask questions when meant to. Thankfully she didn't take long and she went off to the bathroom and again I went with her. Usually I would go change into my baggy boxers I sleep in and a t-shirt so that when she inevitably fell asleep on me I was already ready for bed so didn't have to move her but today I wanted to stay with her. I had a sudden desire to watch her pee, it came out of nowhere but it was there and it was strong. She asked why I wasn't changing and if it meant we wasn't having a sleep over, looking like she was going to cry. "No, my special girl, we are definitely having our sleepover, I just missed you so much I want to be with you every minute". She smiled at that and hopped onto the toilet, looked at me and spread her legs a little more, giggled and held my eyes as she started peeing. Damn I nearly shot my load. I have no idea what made her do that, I wanted to ask her why but I didn't want to potentially ruin the innocence she still has in my eyes. If she did that because she was taught to by another man then I don't think I could handle that, I wanted her, she was mine and i would be her first.
After the bathroom routine was done I asked her about her jammies and she confidently told me she no longer wore them as she's always too hot. I couldn't help the grin that appeared on my face, it was like the universe recognised how much I needed this naked little girl to stay naked. I couldn't touch her, not yet, it didn't matter how much my dick wanted me to. Not only was rushing it stupid but she has been taught her whole life that other people are not to touch her private holes so I had to play this smart if I was going to get my way. We have had little things we kept private between us, not secret, secrets are bad but private is different so I knew I could build on our private things until she was ready for me to touch her the way I so needed to. I had to make her ask for it, I had to make her curious enough about someone else touching her to make her ask for it because she has been taught body autonomy and knows her body is hers. I must play this smart.
As we walked to the spare room where I sleep when I stay I watched her bounce and skip along the landing, dreaming of the day I would finally get to have all her beautiful, sweet, innocent holes. It dawned on me on that short walk from bathroom to bedroom the rapid change in my feelings and internal monologue. When I first arrived just approximately ten hours ago, when I got that first boner with her in my arms, I hated myself and felt ashamed of my feelings. Now the only feelings I had was horny and the only monologue I had was figuring out how to get what I want.
She jumped onto the bed then gasped in the dramatic way that only children can. "Uncle! We forgot to choose a book! Come on." She jumped off the bed, grabbed my hand and dragged me back to her room to help her choose. At first I was annoyed, I just wanted to get into comfy clothes and have as much of her naked body touching me as possible. Then I was over the moon, the book she wanted was the 2nd to top shelf and she couldn't reach it on her own. I could of got it for her but where's the fun in that? I picked her up in the same way I have since she was a toddler, her back to my front, right hand round her front and picked her up with my hand between her legs and my left round her front with my hand on her boob. As a small child this made logical sense, the padding from her nappy meant I was unlikely to hurt her and the hand on her chest was to stop her falling when she leant forward. Now though, now it was the perfect way to get her used to me touching her intimate parts without her realising it was wrong. Again I was rock hard.
She giggled "you're touching my boobie". I replied with a voice I hoped sounded sincere, "I'm sorry little love, I need to hold you so you don't fall." As I said this I adjusted my hand between her legs trying to get some friction on her little clit. She gasped and froze, sudden fear she would cry hit me. Maybe this was too much too soon, maybe I wasn't playing it smart enough and it was about to end before it even began. "You ok, special girl? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you". I say with genuine feeling, I really didn't want to hurt her. My rock hard dick deflated a little but I still had a semi, who wouldn't with where my hands were? She let out a slow breath and with a slightly odd voice I couldn't quite place, not relief, not fear, not excitement, maybe a mix of all three or something else entirely she said "no, it didn't hurt, it sort of tickled but not like when you tickle me". Then she got her book and I gently placed her down. Without another word on the subject she ran off to my room and my fear evaporated. If she was going to cause a fuss she would have done it there and then, I was safe for now but definitely needed to pay more attention to how fast I moved.
Back in my bedroom she was already on the bed with the book in her lap waiting and without thinking (due to my head still being a little frazzled from just a few moments ago) I closed the bedroom door and went to get in the bed. Her laughter filled the room, a sweet, innocent, poetic sound. I looked at her confused "What's funny?" I ask. "Uncle, you still have your clothes on!" She stated between giggles. I looked down at myself and realised she was right, having broken our usual routine I had completely forgotten to get into my sleep boxers and a t-shirt. Usually I don't change in front of her and I thought about how to do this, would seeing me naked be too much or get her curious enough to ask questions? While I debated she clearly took it apon herself to help her uncle in what she must have deemed to be an adult breakdown or something. She got down off the bed, went to my bag and rummaged for a moment before pulling out my boxers and walking over to me. "Your brain fell asleep, uncle, you need to get changed. Do you want me to help you?"
Her question was innocent, she was just doing what she always does when she sees anyone struggling but the thought of her seeing my dick had the little guy waking up again. She pulled on my hand to get me to stand up and in a bit of a daze I just followed her direction. She climbed onto the bed and stood right in front of me. "Arms up" she ordered as she started tugging my t-shirt over my head. Between the two of us I got out of my top and she smiled a big smile "there you go fluffy monkey" she said as she ran her hands over my chest and stomach hair. I am quite a hairy man and apparently she liked the feel. My skin was on fire at her touch and I wanted to shove my tongue down her throat. Instead I told her I love her, thanked her for her help and asked for a hug and kiss. She happily obliged and I held the kiss for a tad longer than I usually did.
Pulling away from me she looked down at my legs and proudly announced it was time to help me finish getting naked. My cock was definitely hard now and the dilemma of moving too fast made me hesitant again. She reached for my button on my cargo trousers and I placed a gentle hand on hers. "I'm not sure mummy and daddy would be happy if you saw me naked baby, maybe I should finish in the bathroom" logic beat desire in that moment, thankfully my brain still had some blood flowing to it. "It's ok, i have seen daddy naked, they won't mind" she announced almost proudly. "I don't want to get in trouble, special girl, if they got upset they may not let me see you again". It was a risk to emotionally blackmail her but damn it was worth it for the reward. I know she loves me, I know she wouldn't want to never see me again and best start as early as possible to get it in her head not to tell anyone what we do privately. "We can keep it private like when I told you the bad words I know and that day you took me to get extra ice cream when mummy said no more treats" she said matter of factly.
"It's a big thing to keep private, you think you're old enough to keep such a big thing private?" I ask knowing all kids what to be seen as big enough. "Yes! I'm a big girl, I know loads of bad words and the big boy likes me because he says I'm grown up for my age!" She almost shouts at me. I stood shocked for a split second, she's never raised her voice at me before like that and I was worried about being overheard. "Hush now, love, mummy and daddy might hear you. Ok, you're big enough, you promise not to tell?" She nodded with finality and stuck her pinky out at me. A promise is only worth something if you pinky promise after all. "Ok then. Let's get me in my boxers and read this book." I smile at her, trying my damnedest to keep my face as neutral as possible. I do not want too much excitement showing on my face and possibly making her uncomfortable.
Her little hands come out to help and I let her. I feel like I'm vibrating, my heart is racing, any second now she will be eye level with my rock hard cock and I had no idea what her reaction will be. It feels like it takes hours but reality is it was merely seconds and my dick pops out and bounces a couple times in front of her face. She does a sudden intake of breath and her mouth is wide open in shock. It takes everything in me not to shove it in her open hole, it is the most inviting thing I have ever seen in my twenty eight years. I'm not big, just under six inches but a reasonable girth, next to her though I look huge. She stares for a moment then looks up at me, "it looks different to daddy's, why is it sticking up like that?". I take a deep breath trying to figure out how to explain it to her in a way that isn't scary and she understands. "When someone is beautiful or when someone makes a man very very happy he gets hard" I say hoping it's the right way to approach this. "Do I make you happy?" She asks looking up at me with her big green eyes. "Oh baby you are the most beautiful girl in the world and you make me the happiest anyone could ever make another person." She looks at me with amazement and wonder, "Really?!". "Yes baby, why else do you think im so hard?".
She thinks about it for a moment and smiles the biggest smile, "I'm glad I make you happy, uncle. You make me the happiest too but I don't have one of them so I don't get hard but I promise you really do make me happiest. Her earnest honesty is the sweetest thing I've ever heard and solidified my confidence in getting her where I want her if I play it right. "Shall we get into bed and read this story or do you have any questions?" She tilts her head and lightly hums to herself then shakes her head "I don't think so." She states. "Ok special girl but remember you can ask me anything and I won't ever get mad at you and I'll always answer." She nods a big nod and gets under the duvet while keeping an eye on my dick. I smile at her and joke about having to finish getting my boxers on myself then get under the duvet with her.
I start reading the book but don't push for her to cuddle into me, I can sense she is thinking rather than listening and give her space. Pushing her will only cause me problems. I get through two chapters before she starts to move my arm over her head to snuggle into my side. "Uncle" she says as more of a question than anything else. I placed the book on my lap open to the page, "yes, love" I ask back. "Does it mean someone loves you if they have a hard willy?". I look down at her and run my fingers through her hair while I thought how to answer. "No, not always love but always beautiful. Sometimes love and beautiful come together but not always." I reply. "So if a boy has a hard willy it's because I'm beautiful?" She asks and looks up at me. "Yes baby, it's because you're beautiful. Why do you ask? Does a boy at school get a hard willy around you?" I feel my dick twitch at the thought. It had gone back down after I started reading but the image in my head of some little boy with his hard cocklet out in front of my niece at school has it waking up again.
"There's a boy in year six who follows me into the toilet whenever I go and he watches me pee. He tells me to look at him when I pee and pushes my legs out so he can see. He pulls his willy out and it's always hard. He rubs it lots like it hurts and makes noises then he puts it back in his pants and goes back to the playground." She says this all matters if fact like it's been going on for a while and the more she talked the harder I got. This also explains why she did what she did while she was on the toilet earlier. "Have you told anyone else about this sweetie?" I ask keeping my voice conversational. "No, why? It is bad?" She suddenly looks up at me scared she's going to be in trouble. I stroke her hair again and calm her worries. "No, it's not bad in certain places but parents and teachers will be grumpy if they find out this happened in school so best not tell them." She looks relieved and then I struggle to hold in a laugh at her sweet, innocent, naive next question, "does your willy hurt too when it's hard?".
"Oh no, it doesn't hurt when it's hard. It's not painful at all." I tell her knowing exactly what the next question will be. "Then why did he rub it and make ouchie noises?" Her face scrunched in confusion. "It wasn't because it hurts, it was because it feels good. Rubbing a hard willy or a vulva makes a person feel really really good." She looked at me with suprise now, "a vulva? But vulvas don't get hard." I smile at this, "no but they do get wet when you touch the right places on your body." "Wet?" She asks. "Yes baby, I can teach you if you like? How to touch your body to make it feel good? But it's something private, you're not to do it in school like that boy. You do it with me or by yourself, ok?" She thinks about it for a few minutes and again, I give her space to do so, then she nods at me while looking shy. It takes everything in me not to shout with joy or scream thank you to the universe that this evening is going better than I ever could have hoped for. With my dick throbbing I push back the duvet and put the book on the nightstand.
I direct her to get comfy and spread her legs and put her hand on her vulva, explaining I will move her hand around to different places while I explain. She does exactly as I ask her and I kneel between her legs and take her hand gently. Moving it to her clit I take one finger and at first gently placed it there and tell her what it is, then I slowly start moving it around adding a bit of pressure and suddenly she makes the same noise she did when we were getting the book. "You ok?" I ask gently. "Yes, it tickles again" she states, sounding a little shocked. "That's good special girl, that means your doing it right. It feels better if it's a little wet, use your spit on your fingers to make it feel better." She licks her fingers and puts them back where I had them a moment ago and without me telling her to she starts rubbing her clit again. I stay exactly where I am watching, mesmerised. This is the most amazing sight I have ever seen. Every fibre of my being is screaming at me to shove my dick in her pussy and fuck her till she she's screaming. I hold back though, I hold back because if i do it that way I get to do it once but if I am patient I get to do it over and over again.
Her breath picks up and she starts mewing lightly "rub your nipples too special girl, it will feel even better" I tell her. Her other hand goes to her chest and she feels around for a moment and I can tell the moment she gets the right spot on her face. Her hips thrust gently and suddenly she stops and in a slight panic she sits up "uncle! I'm gonna pee!". I try not to laugh but a small chuckle slips out "it's ok baby, it's not pee, if you keep going you will have an orgasm". "What's that?" She asks still a little panicked. "It's the best feeling, I promise you, it feels really good when you do it yourself and even better when someone else does it for you." I say, testing the water a little with her limits. I want her to do the first one herself but I want the idea of someone else doing it in her head when she does. "You promise it's not pee?" She asks worried. "I promise" I lie, I can't guarantee she won't pee but I don't want her to stop. "Lay down and carry on, it's ok" I encourage. She hesitantly lays down again, looking at me nervously. Again I reassure her it's ok and her hand goes back to her baby clit and she starts rubbing again. This time I talk to her as she makes herself feel good for the first time. I say "good girl", "my special girl", "so beautiful" in-between encouragements. She starts that mewing again and I want so badly to wank all over her but I know I won't last long and when I do I want her total focus on me. Suddenly she gets a bit louder and her hips get more frantic. "There you go special girl, you're almost there. You look so beautiful baby, keep going." As I say this her whole body stiffens and her face is the sexiest thing I have ever witnessed. Her eyes are wide and glassy, her cheeks flushed pink and her mouth open slightly.
I moved to lay beside her and gently run my fingers over her warm skin avoiding the areas that would be particularly sensitive. "You did a fantastic job special girl, did that feel good?" I whisper to her. She looks at me with amazement and just nods her head slowly. I lay there silently, stroking her skin as she comes back down from or orgasm high. I place gentle kisses on her cheeks and neck which makes her shiver a little. It takes about five minutes for her to calm down and speak again. "Uncle?". "Yes beautiful" I reply. "Does it always feel like that?" She asks. "Yes baby, when you do it yourself." I tell her. She looks thoughtful for a moment. "Did you say it's better when someone else does it?" "Yes I did and it does I promise you but only someone who knows what they are doing or someone who can follow directions." She asks what I mean so I explain that it feels even better when someone knows how to make someone else feel good and has had lots of practice but it also feels good when someone who doesn't know what to do can follow instructions from the person they are trying to make feel good. She nods her understanding and yawns.
"You tired baby?" I ask even though I know the answer. She nods again and climbs up onto me to lay on my chest like she usually does to sleep and then chuckles lightly to herself. "Uncle your willy is in the way". "Oh dear, what do you think we should do?" I ask her, hoping for an answer that gets me off. She thinks about it for a moment then says "maybe you need to rub it too?" I groan at this and shift my hips up into her a little. "Would that be ok with you special girl? If I make myself feel good?". She sits up and I can feel her pussy juice on my stomach making my dick throb again. "Yes please, I can watch like you watched me. Then I want to sleep on you". I smile and agree, of course I'm going to agree! I tell her to sit facing my willy and I slide my hand around her front so I can reach her clit and my other hand grabs my cock. "May I touch you while I rub myself, special girl? It would really help me feel good." She nods, already mesmerised by my hand slowly going up and down. I feel along her legs until I reach her baby pussy and slip one finger between her folds, find her clit easily with confirmation by her intake of breath. I rub slow circles and my other hand gets faster and faster on my cock. I watch her little hips start to rock as what I'm doing to her brings back that amazing feeling. I don't want to go too fast and focus on going fast then slow, planning to bring myself off at the same time I make her cum again. That was my plan anyway but then she reaches out and touches the tip of my dick, sliding the pre cum around my head and I loose all control. I shoot string after string all over her, then sensation of her tiny hand on my cock head was the best sensation I have ever felt. I buck my hips and groan as I hear her shocked gasps as I cum without warning. Not that even if I had warned her she would know to expect that.
As I catch my breath I watch her arm move but can't quite see what she is doing then I see her arm move up and it dawn's on me she is tasting my spunk! I groan again. Then I almost scream in pleasure as without prompting she leans down, takes my dick in her hand and licks the tip. I thrust up without thinking and smudge cum on her face. She giggles and turns around. "That was awesome, Uncle! I like the taste, can I eat it?" She asks sweetly. "Yea special girl, you can if you want to." My voice sounds odd, too high as the moment I confirm she can she starts running her fingers over her body collecting my cum and licking it off her fingers. Usually I deflated quickly after orgasm but tonight my dick is staying well and truly hard. She yawns again. "Come on sweetheart, lay down and get some sleep. Thank you for helping make me feel good, when you touched and when you kicked it felt amazing." I tell her honestly. "You're welcome uncle but it's still hard." She informs me after looking back at it. "That's ok, just lay on it and let's get some sleep." She climbs down my body to reach the duvet and pulls it up over us as she lays on top of me to go to sleep. I too am exhausted and don't even think about putting my boxers on. She wiggles a little and giggles as she feels my dick twitch beneath her but that's the most we communicate as we both drift off to sleep with me thinking about how to do this again and take it further next time.