My adorable little niece

My niece stayed at my house last summer during her summer vacation. I often travel for work, and she told my wife she wanted to go out with me.

I agreed. When I went on my business trip, my company provided a car, and I stayed at the Huajiang Hotel that night. My colleagues saw I had a young girl with me and specially booked a room for me.

When it was time to shower, she didn't know how to use the shower and called me.

It was the first time I saw her naked body in the bathroom. Her breasts were still flat, and her nipples were slightly protruding, as if she hadn't fully developed yet, but her genitals were plump and looked very full.

I carefully washed her whole body with shower gel. She seemed a little embarrassed, but I pretended not to notice and carefully washed her genitals. It felt extremely comfortable to touch.

After washing, I told her not to wear clothes, just wrap herself in a large bath towel. She looked a little confused, but did as I said. That night, I suddenly had an idea. After leaving the bathroom, I turned up the room's air conditioning temperature. It

seemed to be her first long trip. After showering, she lay in bed and watched TV for a while before falling asleep. Because it was hot, she had thrown off the blanket. Seeing that she was fast asleep, I casually untied the towel from her body, revealing a little girl's body completely before my eyes. I touched her lips, but there was no reaction.

I then carefully touched her genitals, feeling how smooth they were. I parted her legs, revealing her small labia, which were very pale in color, and gently rubbed them with my hand.

After a few minutes, she reacted, opening her eyes to look at me, pushing my hand away from her genitals with her small hand, and then turning over to sleep on her side.

I didn't move her for about 20 minutes, then I turned her over, so she was completely naked in front of me again. I lay on my side, spreading her legs apart, and gently rubbed her labia again. After trying for a while, I finally felt her clitoris; it wasn't wet, it felt a little dry.

As I gently rubbed, I gazed at her face. She seemed to be fast asleep, as if she felt me touching her. Okay, I'll let her enjoy it... After rubbing like this for more than ten minutes, I felt unsatisfied, and had an urge to ejaculate. But another feeling told me I couldn't do that.

I gazed at her face again, but she seemed unresponsive. I stood up and looked down at her from the bedside. For over a decade, I hadn't really looked at her closely, and now she was completely naked (I was so happy!). I saw my beautiful aunt's face reflected in hers.

The air conditioning was too hot; I needed to turn it down. I tried to hug her, and slowly, her body went limp. I pulled the towel off her from under her; she was still fast asleep.

I covered her face with the towel, gently took out my digital camera from my bag, turned the TV volume up to almost the same volume as the camera shutter, spread her legs wide, and stared intently at the 13-year-old girl's breasts for 45 seconds before capturing this historic moment.

Just as I took the picture, she suddenly rolled over, her back to me. I thought she had woken up and quickly sat on the carpet to hide the camera.

I waited a while, but she didn't get up or seem to wake up. I didn't dare continue. I packed up my camera, tidied up my things, and prepared to go to sleep. But I was reluctant to give up, because my little brother hadn't released his energy yet. The air conditioner was blowing cool air; was she cold? I gently stroked her little bottom, looking at her little anus, feeling flustered. She's my little niece.

I covered her with the blanket and lay down next to her, just drifting off to sleep.

In the middle of the night, she got up. I felt it. In the dim light, she went to the bathroom completely naked, and then went to sleep on another empty bed.

The next morning at 5:30, I got up and took a quick shower. When I came out, she was standing at the door wearing a towel. I asked her what she was doing, and she said she needed to poop.

After coming out, she said she needed to find some clothes to wear. I said, "Why don't you take another shower?" She looked at me and said, "You're going to help me?" I then told her that I only wore a towel last night so I could take a shower in the morning, since the hotel water was free anyway. So I repeated the same routine as last night, which helped ease my mind after a long night.

At 8 a.m., my colleague and I drove to the client's company for business. The company's vice president, after confirming it was my niece, told a young secretary in the office that I wasn't working today and could go out with my friend's relative. We were to have lunch together, and all expenses would be reimbursed by the company.

My niece seemed excited; she looked at me with her eyes, and I agreed. They left. About ten minutes later, my niece called asking for my camera. I suddenly remembered I hadn't processed the photos I'd secretly taken last night, so I quickly found an empty meeting room, printed out the relevant images, and delivered them downstairs to her.

We had a busy day, and the young woman from the company had spent the whole day playing with my niece. They returned at dinner time, and my niece looked very excited.

After dinner and a few drinks, the vice president suggested we go to a sauna. I said my niece was tired after a long day, so I should take her home to rest, and my colleague could go along.

The vice president agreed, and I drove the young woman back to the hotel. (Don't miss this opportunity tonight!) On the way, I asked her which places she'd visited. She said many: the aquarium, roller coasters, amusement parks, etc., she was exhausted.

I told her to take a good shower when we got back, like the uncles from earlier, and a sauna would make her feel better. She asked what a sauna was. I said she'd find out when we got back.

She blushed and fell silent. When we got to the hotel, I ran the water and was brushing my teeth when she came in, already undressed. She tried the water and said it was hot. I said hot water could relieve fatigue, and she said it was scalding hot. I said I'd shower first.

As I said this, I took off my shorts right in front of her, my penis suddenly exposed. She blushed, looking like she wanted to look but was too shy to. I can't even describe that expression now, but looking at her, it felt wonderful.

I first lay down in the bathtub. The water was a bit hot, and the smell of alcohol on my body dissipated. She stood beside me, her genitals at eye level. I admired her for a while, then stood up and pulled her into the tub. She tried to pull away, saying she'd never bathed like this with her mother before.

I said, "That's because your mother doesn't love you. Otherwise, she'd bathe with you like this every day." As I stroked her and talked, she gradually calmed down. I said, "Now you can massage me. I'll teach you."

So I applied shower gel to her body and, fueled by the alcohol, did it for about ten minutes. She gradually became more aroused and kept saying, "That's enough, that's enough." Seeing the time was right, I said, "You can massage me now." She said she didn't know how. I said, "Do it like I did to you earlier."

She tried, but I couldn't get it right. So I placed her hands directly on my penis and taught her how to thrust.

By this time, my penis was quite thick. She wanted to look but was too afraid to, so I asked her to sit in the bathtub. I stood up and presented my penis directly to her. She turned her face away, and I straightened her face. Seeing her eyes closed, I said, "Open your eyes." She opened her eyes and looked up at me. I couldn't hold back any longer. I took her hands and held my penis tightly, thrusting it into her mouth. A thick stream of semen gushed out, landing on her lips, hair, and nose. Her hands continued to move.

I looked at her face; it was covered in my semen. I smeared my semen all over her face and then said it was enough.

I rinsed myself in the shower (to clean my penis for later use), and told her to wash her hair and face again. I left the bathroom and lay down on the bed. Wait for the next step.

She came out, drying her hair with a large bath towel, still wrapped in another towel. The air conditioning was set very low. She stood for a while, complaining of the cold.

I said, "Come into my bed," but she refused, saying she wasn't wearing any clothes.

I told her I was going to get a massage later, and she shouldn't wear clothes.

She said she was going to get a massage, and that her breasts were hurting from all the massage. I said she could use less force now.

She snuggled into my bed, resting her head on my arm while watching TV. I untied her towel and gently stroked her.

Her eyes remained fixed on the TV; she didn't resist. After a long while, she spoke, saying she'd eaten seafood that night and her stomach felt cold and uncomfortable.

I touched her stomach; it was indeed a bit cold. So I told her to turn over and rest her belly against mine, warming it with my heat. I lifted her legs and placed them on mine, then slipped my hand inside her genitals and began to stroke them—this was the kind of stroking I did to her vagina while she was sober. Her shoulders trembled slightly.

Finally, she spoke, "Why do you smell so strongly of alcohol? I'm not sleeping with you anymore."

Hearing this, I checked my phone; it was already midnight. I couldn't stay awake any longer. So I said, "How about this? You lie at the foot of my bed, and whichever part I massage for you, you massage the same part of me." She agreed. So she pulled out her towel and lay naked at my feet.

I turned off the TV, left the bedside lamp on, and because the air conditioning was on low, I covered her head and my feet with the blanket. I gestured for her to take off my shorts, and she did.

I half-lay on the bed, lifted a corner of the blanket, and spread her legs wide. This time, I openly and brazenly observed the little girl's vulva. By the light of the lamp, I searched for her hymen, but couldn't find it after a long time.

Sometimes I hurt her, and her whole body trembled. Her hands cooperated with my movements, touching my penis and anus, but it was too light, not satisfying.

I smelled her vulva; it had no smell. So my tongue began to work, sucking on her vulva. At this moment, she shuddered, and my legs were suddenly pulled tightly together.

The time was right, and I used my hand to shove my penis into her mouth. My mouth moved incessantly on top, while my hand guided her mouth below. In a little over a minute, all my semen was in her mouth.

And so, my penis remained in her mouth. As I relaxed, a sense of guilt arose within me. That night, she went to the bathroom three times, and each time she crawled back into bed, I ejaculated in her mouth.

I woke up at 6:30 AM. The room was too cold, so I got up and turned off the air conditioner. I lifted the covers and looked at her. Her hair was disheveled, and there was a considerable amount of semen on her face, mouth, and hair.

I pulled the pillow aside and was shocked. All the semen I'd released throughout the night was under the pillow—I was about to be exposed! I shook her; she was fast asleep. No wonder, she's so small. After thinking for a moment, I went to the bathroom to wash her first, and then woke her up.

After washing, when I picked her up, she woke up. I offered to help her wash, but she did it herself. While she was washing, I tidied the bed, pulled out the mattress, and prepared to put it in the water. Then I went to another bed to half-lie down and rest. Ten minutes later, she came out, wearing her underwear sometime during the night.

I asked her, and she said she always sleeps in her underwear at home. I gestured for her to come closer, and she obediently lay down on my shoulder and started watching TV. I asked her if she was still tired. She shook her head. It was clear she was still a bit tired; after watching TV for five minutes, she slid down and fell asleep again. I noticed she wasn't wearing a shirt, her small breasts exposed. I gently rubbed them, and

she rubbed them against my shorts. I called my colleagues; they hadn't gotten up yet because they came home too late last night. I got excited and gestured for her to get up and take off my shorts. After she did, she tried to take off her own shorts, but I told her not to, and instead told her to use her mouth.

(I didn't want to damage her body.) So, I watched TV, her head resting on my genitals, her mouth on my glans. With my hand's help, my semen entered her mouth again.

She tried to spit out my glans, but I didn't let her, gesturing for her to swallow it all. She did.

My colleague and I got up at 10 a.m. and took my little niece to the client's company. After completing all the formalities and settling the payment, we had lunch with the client's vice president. In the afternoon, I drove my niece to several shopping malls, buying her some stationery, clothes, and her favorite snacks. We left the city that afternoon for our next client.

Five days later, we returned home. My aunt was staying with me and was very happy to see that I had bought so many things for her daughter. Little did she know that these were things my little niece deserved.

My aunt asked my daughter in front of me, "Would you like to go out with your uncle again next time?" My niece

looked at me and said, "As long as my uncle treats me well, I'll go again." Hearing this, my tense mood finally eased.

My niece stayed at my house for a few more days before going home. There was still a long time before school started, and she came to my house twice more during that time. I didn't touch her again. She's still young; I couldn't leave her with any trauma.

[The End]

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