Uncle, give me a kiss!

After hastily swallowing the last bite of rice, Qingmei pushed the bowl away, "I'm done eating!" and ran off. Her mother, Bai Rou, scolded, "Where are you going, running around like a stray chicken? Have you finished your homework?" Qingmei had already reached the door, turning back with a fawning smile, "Of course I have, otherwise how could I dare to play?" She then closed the door. Bai Rou shook her head and laughed, "I don't know what's so important, you don't act like a girl at all." Her father, Ji Hong, ladled soup as he spoke, "What could be so important? She went to play with Xiao Jiu." Bai Rou cleared the dishes, smiling and scolding, "That's right, all she knows is playing."
Qingmei gently closed the door. Before her was the other half of the house, identical in layout to the one next door, but with a completely different style. It was entirely gray and black, with simple, strong lines—a distinctly masculine style. Her father had eight younger brothers, whom she had grown up with in the courtyard. Although not blood brothers, Qingmei felt they were closer than most blood brothers, and among them, Uncle Xiao Jiu was the closest to their family. So when they moved here, Uncle Jiu and Dad each bought the two adjacent apartments on this floor, and even knocked down a door between them for easy access.
Qingmei looked around and tiptoed towards the study. Uncle Jiu should be inside at this time. Qingmei reached the study door, pressed her face against the edge, and peeked through a crack, preparing to scare him. She was intently watching when suddenly a pair of strong arms grabbed her around the waist. Qingmei screamed in fright and instantly fell into a warm embrace. A thin, warm breath brushed against her earlobe: "Who scared whom?" Qingmei giggled, tickled, and turned to hook her arms around the man's neck, standing on tiptoe to give him a loud kiss on the lips, calling out sweetly, "Uncle Xiao Jiu!"
The man called Uncle Xiao Jiu was around thirty years old, handsome, his dark, bottomless eyes overflowing with tenderness. He tightened his strong arms slightly, pulling her closer, and with a slight smile, covered her soft lips with his own, continuing his somewhat perfunctory and unique way of greeting. Qingmei let out a soft moan, her fingers unconsciously twisting into five small white knots behind Xiao Jiu's neck. After a long, passionate kiss, Xiao Jiu released the slightly panting Qingmei, smiling as he looked at her flushed face, and gently asked, "Finished your homework?" Qingmei calmed her breathing, smiled, and said, "Yes, play Wii with me."
"Okay. What do you want to play today?" Xiao Jiu asked with a smile as he turned on the Wii.
"Tennis!" Qingmei had already started swinging the handle, shouting with overwhelming momentum, "Watch my overwhelming victory!"
"Hearing you say that, I almost thought you'd beaten me."
"Uncle Xiao Jiu!"
Like every day before, the two started playing, laughing and joking.
...
An hour later ,
like every day before, Qingmei was overwhelmingly defeated.
"Ouch," pouting, Qingmei slumped to the ground, looking at Xiao Jiu with a mournful expression, "Why do I always lose? Uncle Xiao Jiu never lets me win!"
"How do you know I didn't let you win?" Xiao Jiu poured a glass of water, which Qingmei drank from his hand, then sighed, "Even if I let you win, you still lost like this. If you didn't let me win, wouldn't you lose to the bottom of the earth?" With that, she fell backward, sprawling on the ground. "So tired!"
Xiao Jiu chuckled as he squatted down, reaching out to brush away the fine strands
of hair stuck to Qingmei's forehead with a thin layer of sweat. "So tired you're not even going to pay your fine?" Qingmei blushed, her long, slender hand resting on her forehead as she rolled over, pouting, "Ah! So tired! I have no energy! I'm not paying today!"
Xiao Jiu scooped Qingmei up in his arms, pecked her pink lips, and headed towards the room. "That's impossible."
Qingmei instinctively wrapped her arms around Xiao Jiu's neck, wrinkled her nose, and muttered to herself, "Uncle Xiao Jiu is just after my fine, that's why he never lets me win."
She strode into the bedroom and kicked the door shut. "You're right."
"Uncle Xiao Jiu is the worst!" Qingmei protested defiantly.
Xiao Jiu sat on the edge of the bed, not putting Qingmei down, but instead spreading her legs so she sat facing him on his firm lap, a practiced move he seemed to have done a thousand times.
His deep, dark eyes gazed at the pink-clad girl in his arms. Qingmei's clear, bright eyes looked at Xiao Jiu. Seeing that he didn't move, she resignedly placed her hands on his broad shoulders, pouted her pink lips, and pressed them against his smiling, thin lips. "Mmm, good Mei'er," Xiao Jiu murmured, tightening his arms around her.
This kiss was different from before. He boldly entwined Qingmei's soft lips, licking every inch of her mouth, gently nibbling at her petal-like lips. His hands also restlessly explored the thin fabric, wandering along her waist, the silky touch satisfying him greatly. The intertwining of lips and teeth came to a temporary end. He looked at Qingmei's rosy face with satisfaction and asked in a husky voice, "Did you pick them?" "Yes... I know Uncle doesn't like them..." Immersed in pleasure, her bright eyes became hazy, and her voice became even more sweet and tender. Xiao Jiu contentedly covered the small, round breasts on his chest, finding no resistance, and whispered, "I know you took them off. I noticed when I was playing with the Wii earlier." "Then why ask me... um..." Qingmei lowered her head shyly. "I like hearing you say it." Xiao Jiu chuckled and pecked Qingmei with a kiss. "Uncle Xiao Jiu is the worst... um..." The weak accusation was interrupted by the sudden, quickening movement on her chest. Xiao Jiu pressed his forehead against Qingmei's and asked with a smile, "What did I do wrong?" "Other uncles... they wouldn't punish me like this..." Qingmei's panting seemed to make Xiao Jiu even more pleased. He freed one hand to lift Qingmei's chin, gazing into her hazy eyes, "Because we're closer, aren't we?" He kissed each word with a peck, not letting go after the last word. Their four lips, already accustomed to each other, were intertwined. He could never get enough of these sweet petals. The shy acceptance and occasional exploration during moments of passion hinted at the undiscovered passion in this Qingmei. His large hand moved from the smooth, white, round breasts to the tips, caressing the already blooming buds. Qingmei unconsciously gripped Xiao Jiu's clothes, her body trembling slightly. Her thoughts were entirely focused on the two small flames burning on her chest, and with each gentle touch, she let out intermittent moans from Xiao Jiu's lips. After teasing and teasing for a while, Xiao Jiu lifted Qingmei's t-shirt, and Qingmei obediently took over, lifting the shirt high to reveal her fair and tender breasts. Xiao Jiu praised, "So good." He moved one hand to Qingmei's back, embracing her trembling body, and with the other, he gently played with one of her nipples, then lowered his head to take the rosy tip into his mouth, licking, sucking, and gently nibbling. Uncontrollable sobs escaped Qingmei's lips, her body so weak that she could only rely on the large hand behind her for support. Uncle Xiao Jiu had been her closest relative since childhood, and kisses had been natural since she could remember, with more frequent physical contact than with other uncles. However, recently, his punishments had become increasingly unrestrained, and Qingmei, who was gradually becoming more aware of matters, was beginning to feel confused. But Uncle Xiao Jiu always acted very naturally, leading Qingmei to believe that there was nothing wrong with it.
After enjoying both sides to her heart's content, Qingmei, her face flushed and panting, collapsed limply into Xiao Jiu's arms. Xiao Jiu pulled Qingmei's clothes up, then carried her to the recliner by the window, letting her sit across his lap. He reached for the remote and turned on the TV. Qingmei leaned against Xiao Jiu's neck, slowly calming her breathing, and chatted with him about what had happened at school that day.
Just like any other day.
On Friday, Qingmei, who had gotten out of school early, went home. She wandered around the house, but her parents and Uncle Jiu weren't home. She obediently went back to her room to do her homework, burying herself in it for a long time, until a geometry problem stumped her. Qingmei habitually bit her lip, thinking for a long time, then rested her chin on her hand, looking out at the green trees. After a while, her mind felt a jumbled mess, and her thoughts somehow shifted from the auxiliary lines to Uncle Jiu. Thinking of Uncle Jiu warmed her heart, and Qingmei unconsciously lowered her head, biting her fingers. She didn't know what was wrong with her lately; thinking of Uncle Jiu made her feel strange, her heart raced, and her throat tightened. Oh, and recently, Uncle Jiu's intimate behavior towards her had increased significantly compared to previous years. Thinking of those "fines," Qingmei's face flushed, and a strange feeling rose from her lower abdomen. Qingmei had never told Uncle Jiu that when she paid those "fines," she actually felt very comfortable; he had led her to experience a wonderful feeling she hadn't felt in over a decade. Thinking of this, Qingmei suddenly felt a ticklish sensation in her heart. Her small hand involuntarily slipped inside her clothes, exploring her full breasts. Spoiled by Xiao Jiu, she hadn't had the habit of wearing a bra at home. Her heart pounded, and her small hands trembled uncontrollably. Qingmei's eyes remained fixed on the window, not daring to look down at what she was doing. When her small hand carefully covered one breast, the familiar sensation sent a shiver through her body. She imitated Uncle Xiao Jiu, gently squeezing it a few times, her heart pounding even harder. She had never known she could bring such a wonderful feeling. Her delicate fingers gently searched for the tip, and suddenly her index finger accidentally brushed against the clitoris. Instantly, Qingmei felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she slumped limply onto the desk. She rested one hand on her head, her eyes tightly closed. Her slender fingers recalled Uncle Xiao Jiu's movements, gently caressing her. Her delicate buds quickly hardened and bloomed under her touch. "Mmm..." Qingmei couldn't help but moan. The intense stimulation made her forget her shame. Her whole body trembled slightly. Her fingers gradually increased speed and pressure, kneading her already erect buds. Waves of pleasure surged through her like a tide. So this was it— "Qingmei, your parents won't be home for dinner tonight." Xiao Jiu suddenly pushed open the door.
"Ah!"
The pleasure vanished instantly. Qingmei jumped up nervously, turning around, her knee hitting the desk. Before she could cry out in pain, she saw Uncle Xiao Jiu already a few steps behind her.
"What's wrong? Did I scare you?" Xiao Jiu was puzzled by the abnormal blush on Qingmei's face.
"Ah? What? No...nothing." Qingmei immediately stood up to face Xiao Jiu, her hands trembling as she braced herself against the desk behind her.
Xiao Jiu glanced at Qingmei, a faint smile playing on his lips, revealing a slight bulge on one side of her breast beneath the thin fabric of her t-shirt.
"Oh, I just wanted to tell you that Mom and Dad aren't coming home for dinner today." Overjoyed, Xiao Jiu couldn't contain his smile and slowly sat down on Qingmei's bed, gently stroking the sheets.
"Oh..." Seeing that Xiao Jiu seemed alright, Qingmei's earlier tension dissipated. She leaned back in her chair, resting her head on the back, and looked at Xiao Jiu. "How about dumplings for dinner? I wanted dumplings last night."
"Okay, come on." Xiao Jiu responded, gesturing for Qingmei to sit beside him.
Qingmei, unsuspecting, walked to the bedside. Just as she was about to sit down, she was pulled into Xiao Jiu's arms and slumped onto his lap.
"Ouch!" Qingmei looked at Xiao Jiu in confusion, instinctively hooking her arm around his neck, having completely forgotten what had just happened.
Xiao Jiu, holding Qingmei close, adjusted to a comfortable position, a smile playing on his lips. He glanced at Qingmei with a knowing look in his eyes, then looked away, his gaze burning intently at a certain spot. "What were you doing just now?" he asked.
"What?" Qingmei stammered, bewildered.
"Hmm? Weren't you doing something naughty?" His smile deepened.
"Ah!" Qingmei felt a buzzing in her head, her mind exploding, her face instantly burning hot. Secretly hoping that Uncle Xiao Jiu wasn't talking about that, she stammered, "Wh...what naughty...naughty? No, no, nothing?"
"Oh, no, then let me check." Xiao Jiu seemed to understand. He reached under her t-shirt.
"Ah! No!" Qingmei instinctively grabbed his large, mischievous hand.
"Hmm?" Xiao Jiu raised his eyelids and glanced at Qingmei with a half-serious look, his tone slightly reproachful. "Why are you being so naughty?"
Qingmei raised her small hand, pouted, and bit her lip, her small hand nervously tugging at her clothes in front of her chest.
The obstruction disappeared, and Xiao Jiu reached out and accurately explored the still slightly erect and tender nipple, supporting the roundness with four fingers and gently stroking the tip with his thumb. "Didn't do anything bad?" he asked with a light laugh.
Qingmei had already slumped into Xiao Jiu's arms, her face buried in the crook of his neck, her mouth still stubborn: "No..."
"Oh? Why has Qingmei's little grape changed?" Xiao Jiu said seriously. "Does it become like this if no one plays with it? I remember it wasn't like this." As he spoke, he rubbed the already incredibly hard bud with a little more force.
"Hmm... ah..." Qingmei seemed to have all her strength drained away, leaning against Xiao Jiu's chest and panting softly, her hands, which had been tugging at her chest, unconsciously tugging at Xiao Jiu's clothes.
"You don't believe me? Then let's look at the other one. I can't be wrong." Xiao Jiu said, reaching out her large hand towards the other delicate breast. "Look, it was originally small and soft, but look... it only became like this after playing with me." As she spoke, she skillfully teased the small, adorable pink nipples. The tender buds stood erect at the touch. Her wicked fingers first lightly touched them in the air, slowly rotating them until they were fully erect. Her thumb joined in, gently rubbing them together with her forefinger, then pulling them slightly. "Ah... ah... mmm..." Qingmei completely forgot what she was doing, her mind focused entirely on where Xiao Jiu's fingers were teasing her. She subconsciously arched her chest, bringing her soft breasts closer to the fingers that brought her unparalleled pleasure.
Xiao Jiu looked down at the panting, flushed face, her eyes narrowing. Her throat tightened, and the hand that had been supporting Qingmei's lower back moved up to lift her crystal-clear face. The delicate teeth marks from her unconscious biting still remained on her red, translucent lips. She lowered her head and gently nibbled at them.
Qingmei let out a soft moan, her other small hand gently hooking around Xiao Jiu's neck, eagerly meeting his lowering lips, unconsciously licking and biting them. Hearing a suppressed growl, Qingmei felt the teasing on her chest and lips intensify. His large hands opened, rapidly kneading her nipples, then grasping one and forcefully squeezing the entire rounded shape. Waves of pleasure coursed through her body like electric currents. "Mmm...mmm..." Qingmei unconsciously arched her chest, seeking more caresses. Her mouth was also being teased; Xiao Jiu licked her soft lips and tongue, his long tongue entwining with her small, fragrant lips, sucking and licking them, sometimes scraping and licking the entire inside. Those small red lips were particularly proactive today, constantly mimicking Xiao Jiu's sucking movements, which pleased Xiao Jiu greatly.
She pulled away from his lips, slightly panting, but he was still eager to entwine her, his small, fragrant tongue trembling as he continued to seek a playful object. Xiao Jiu let out a soft moan and abruptly lowered his head to cover his already slightly swollen red lips again, licking and biting the soft, tender flesh in his mouth with the force of a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves, almost as if he wanted to devour it. Qingmei, aroused by this powerful teasing, could no longer keep up and could only let him suck all the nectar from her mouth. When they released each other, both of them were panting heavily. Today, the little thing was really too passionate, making it a little difficult for her to control herself.
He pulled up the hem of Qingmei's t-shirt, grabbed her arm with one hand, and pulled it up. Qingmei instinctively cooperated and took off her sleeve. She opened her hazy eyes and looked at Uncle Xiao Jiu, wondering what was going on today. She hadn't played Wii. Xiao Jiu gave her rosy face a deep look, then took her two small arms and hooked them behind his neck. He then reached out and pulled the t-shirt piled up around Qingmei's neck up, but instead of taking it off cleanly, he covered her face. After the clothes were off, her breasts felt cool, and her vision was suddenly blocked. Qingmei was in a panic when a warm mouth suddenly enveloped one of her breasts. Without being able to see, her senses became even more acute. She clearly felt him first lightly brushing her areola, then licking the surrounding area, and then gently biting the tip. His teeth were pulling, and his tongue would occasionally flick at it. Qingmei was stimulated so much that she trembled all over, her mind went blank, and a tingling sensation spread from that warm mouth throughout her body. While one side was being devoured, the other wasn't idle either. Rough fingers vigorously pulled and rubbed the red fruit at the tip, making it engorged and almost bright red. Only then did Xiao Jiu release his grip, letting go of the bud in his mouth, and move on to the other side. He took a large bite, almost swallowing it whole, as if trying to devour it. "Ah..." Qingmei cried out in pain, clutching his thick neck. "Uncle Xiao Jiu... what's wrong with you today... even if you didn't lose..." Xiao Jiu released the sweetness in his mouth, lazily licking the glistening, bright red bud, and asked in a low, husky voice, "Don't you like it?" Seeing that the person in his arms was only trembling and not responding, he reached out and pulled off his t-shirt, forehead to forehead, gently stroking the delicate face that was red as if it were about to bleed, and asked again, "Do you like it?" Qingmei struggled for a while, then suddenly fell into Xiao Jiu's arms, burying her head in the crook of his neck, "I like it... I like it!" Her red lips pressed against his neck, giving him a deep kiss that was almost biting. "Oh..." Xiao Jiu could no longer resist. He grabbed the girl by the armpits, lifted her up, and slammed her onto the bed. He quickly lowered his head and began to kiss her delicious red breasts, sucking and biting them wildly, as if she were nursing. Qingmei arched her chest even higher, her hands gripping the back of Xiao Jiu's head. The more forcefully he sucked and bit her breasts, the stronger the pleasure became, making her want to offer her entire breasts to his mouth. After thoroughly kissing both sides, Xiao Jiu looked up, satisfied with the pair of moist, glistening, bright red nipples.
"Do you like it?" He looked up at her face, which was glazed with desire.
"I like it! I like it!!" The word "shy" had vanished from Qingmei's mind. She only felt a heat in her lower abdomen, unsure how to release it, and twisted her legs. Xiao Jiu took in this alluring sight, his eyes darkening. He reached out and stroked her fair thighs, moving them back and forth.
"Mmm...mmm..." Qingmei comfortably loosened her tightly closed legs, opening her thighs in rhythm with the caresses.
Xiao Jiu held one soft leg in each hand, gently pulling them open completely. The girl's private parts trembled slightly, displayed before him.
Xiao Jiu stared intently, his eyes bloodshot. The delicate petals trembled gently, glistening with moisture—his doing. He lowered his head, the girl's unique fragrance sending shivers down his spine. He slowly leaned down, opening his mouth—"Ring—" Damn it! It was Qingmei's phone.
Qingmei, who had been completely mesmerized, was suddenly awakened by the ringing in her ear. She shuddered, scrambling to her feet. Xiao Jiu readily let go of her hands. It was her mother calling. Qingmei steadied her voice and answered.
“Hello…Mom…Um…Oh…I know…cough cough…I said…”
Xiao Jiu leaned against the wall, watching Qingmei’s profile as she answered the phone, her face flushed with passion. He frowned slightly; he’d lost control a bit today. The little one was increasingly able to unintentionally test his self-control. Thinking of the scene before he was interrupted, his lower abdomen tightened, his eyes narrowed, and he nimbly rolled out of bed and left.
Qingmei ate her dinner without tasting it. Even if she was naive, she knew this was going too far. She kept her head down while eating, avoiding eye contact.
“I’m going back to my room to do my homework…” she said timidly after finishing her meal and fled back to her room.
A week had passed. Qingmei kicked pebbles as she slowly walked home, unconsciously playing with her schoolbag strap. Since that day, she had been avoiding Uncle Xiao Jiu, never playing with him again, never spending time alone with him. At home, she would hide in her room except for meals, pretending nothing had happened. But Uncle Xiao Jiu was infuriating! It was as if nothing had happened. He came over for dinner every two or three days, chatting and laughing with his parents, occasionally teasing her, just like before! "That annoying Uncle Jiu!
" Qingmei concluded angrily. Distracted, she returned home. Her parents weren't home yet. Qingmei opened her bedroom door, "Ah!"
No wonder Qingmei screamed in fright; Xiao Jiu was lazily leaning against her bed
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