Some things about my family (niece, sister, and daughter)

I'd only been working for a little over a year when a tragic accident struck my family. My sister, eight years my senior, and her husband
were killed in a car accident during a road trip. Their nine-year-old niece, Liu Jing'er, is left behind
. Since my brother-in-law's family has few relatives left, and my parents are elderly and frail, unable to care for a child
, they decided to entrust Jing'er to my care. Today, after work, I picked Jing'er up from my parents'
house. By the time I got home , it was already past 9 pm. I tidied Jing'er's room, which
was quite strenuous for a guy like me. After finally finishing, I was exhausted. That's when I noticed Jing'er was unusually quiet today.

She's usually very lively and especially close to me, always clinging to me whenever she sees me—
one of the reasons my parents decided to entrust her to me. I looked Jing'er over: she had inherited her sister's beauty—
a head of jet-black hair, pulled back and tied into a ponytail (this hairstyle was simple and neat, quite suitable for Jing'er; you know,
I'll be doing her hair from now on). She had bangs framing her face, and her pretty features were
accentuated by the white princess dress, making her look even more like a delicate flower in spring. Combined with her snow-white skin, she looked as adorable as a little white flower in spring!

Unfortunately, her expression was somber, and her eyes were brimming with tears. Just looking at her made my heart ache; it
was such a pitiful child. I said, "Jing'er, what's wrong? Your uncle cleaned your room and neglected you. Are
you angry with your uncle? Don't cry, or you won't be pretty."

As soon as I finished speaking, tears welled up in Jing'er's eyes: "Mommy and Daddy went..."

Sigh! I thought to myself: No wonder they say girls mature earlier than boys. Her parents have told her countless lies
, saying her parents went on a trip abroad. It seems she understands everything! My mind was in turmoil. I
had a girlfriend in school and had comforted girls before, but I'd never comforted a girl this young. Jing'er always
had a bright smile when she saw me; she never needed any comforting. What should I do? I should tell the truth to a sensible child!
I pulled her into my arms and said, "Jing'er, even though your parents are gone, you still have your uncle, grandpa, and grandma. We
love you just the same. From now on, you'll live with your uncle. He'll treat you very well. Don't cry!"

She buried her head in my chest, not saying a word, her tender shoulders trembling. It seems my attempt to comfort her failed
. However, the fact that she leaned her head against my chest shows she still trusts me. After all, I
studied medicine, and while I'm not an expert in psychology, I have some knowledge of it. I tried everything to make her laugh
, but it didn't work. At least she stopped crying, which is good. The grief of losing both parents can't be soothed with just a few words;
time will heal all wounds.

After washing and grooming Jing'er, I carried her to her room, placed her teddy bear in her arms, and carefully
covered her with a blanket. Then came the challenging task—telling her stories. This was incredibly
difficult for someone as tongue-tied as me. I managed to tell her two stories, albeit haltingly. Jing'er's dark eyes were still open, but I was almost asleep myself
. (Looks like this method works well for me to fall asleep.) I checked my phone; it was almost midnight.
I still have ! I said to her, "Jing'er, close your eyes and go to sleep. You have school tomorrow."

Jing'er obediently closed her eyes, tightening her grip on the teddy bear, which finally put my mind at ease.

*** *** *** ***

After turning off the light for her, I returned to my room and lay in bed, but I couldn't fall asleep. I thought about Jing'er
and missed my older sister: she was eight years older than me, and when I was little, my tall, voluptuous, and stunningly beautiful
sister was my object of sexual fantasy.

As a child, I often secretly watched her shower and change clothes, searching for her underwear and
sanitary napkins , and taking advantage of her by groping her body while I was being affectionate. I did plenty of things like that. The most vivid memory I have
is from when I was 12 years old. My aunt's family came to visit. There weren't enough rooms, so my
parents to sleep in my room with me. In the middle of the night, I woke up needing to pee; my little brother was painfully hard
. After going to the toilet, I couldn't fall back asleep. Gazing at my sister's beautiful face, I couldn't help but kiss her.
When I pulled away, I noticed she didn't react much; she seemed to be fast asleep.

Looking at her face to face, I saw that because it was hot, only her lower body was covered by the blanket. Looking
at her voluptuous body, my heart pounded faster and faster. I reached out and gently pressed her breasts; they were full,
soft, and incredibly elastic.

I carefully looked at her; she was still fast asleep. The sweet fragrance of orchids wafted onto my face, making my heart beat even faster.
My hands slowly slipped inside her nightgown, gently kneading her breasts through her bra, observing her as I did so
. She still didn't react at all.

I grew bolder, pushing up my sister's bra, exposing her pair of snow-white, delicate breasts to my gaze
. Her breasts were bell-shaped, thicker at the base than at the tip, yet still erect and unyielding
. Two bright red nipples, slightly larger than soybeans, appeared before me, their areolas small and tightly pressed against them
.

I squeezed her breasts harder and harder, my penis swelling. Then, with trembling hands, I gently rubbed
her nipples, which hardened from soft. My body grew increasingly hot, my breath heavier, and
I couldn't help but open my mouth and suck on one nipple, my tongue circling it as I did so. My other hand
slowly slipped under the covers, gently kneading her full buttocks. As my penis grew increasingly uncomfortable, I used
more and more force, alternating between sucking on her nipples and occasionally biting them lightly with my teeth.

I could no longer bear it! With my left hand, I pulled down my sister's panties, and with my right hand inside, my mouth still
moving . My hand touched a patch of soft, plump skin. Not satisfied, I moved down to a patch
of pubic hair, rummaging around for a while before entering between my sister's legs. I felt a slippery, wet crevice. I
slid my index finger up and down along the crevice; it grew increasingly wet. Curious, I pulled my hand out; my fingers were covered in fluid. I twirled
them; there was no friction. I thought I'd found my sister's vagina.

Excitedly, I reached in again, pushing harder along the crevice. Finally, I found a small hollow; my finger
could easily sink in with a gentle press. This must be my sister's vagina! I pressed down hard with my middle finger, about
a knuckle in, until it touched a membrane. Just as I was about to force my way through, my sister's legs gently pulled inward.

My fingers froze, afraid to move again. I carefully watched my sister; she was still asleep, but her face was flushed,
and her breathing was much faster. I withdrew my fingers, afraid to move again. After a while, her breathing calmed down. I dared not
touch her vulva again; it seemed very sensitive, and touching it would wake her. But my penis was painfully throbbing.

I thought for a moment, then slowly pushed my sister flat on her back with both hands. Looking at her still proudly erect
breasts , I took off my underwear, knelt down beside her waist, and raised my buttocks so as not to press down on her. I placed my hands on
her breasts, kneading them while licking her nipples with my tongue. The more my penis swelled, the hotter my brain became.
I vigorously kneaded them, changing their shapes, the movements becoming faster and faster. Suddenly, my lower body spasmed, and a gush of white
semen gushed out, spraying onto my sister's chest, with a few drops landing on her face. Only then did I realize that
my sister's breathing was even faster than when I was touching her vagina. I quickly got out of bed and carefully wiped my sister clean with tissues,
looking at my accomplishment as I did so.

My sister's full breasts were bruised and purple from my kneading, and a sense of accomplishment rose in my heart:
I had thoroughly played with my sister's breasts! At the same time, I was both anxious and afraid. I was afraid that my sister would wake up, but
even after I had finished everything, she hadn't woken up. I felt both relieved and disappointed. Relieved that my sister didn't know I had played with her, disappointed
that if she woke up and saw me ejaculating on her breasts, how exciting that would be! But I was even more afraid that she would wake up and
scold me.

After a while of random thoughts, I kissed my sister's forehead and slowly drifted off to sleep. When I woke up again,
my penis was so swollen! I felt a hand squeezing my penis inside my underwear, and two soft mounds
pressing against my back. I had played with them not long ago, so of course I knew what they were. My sister slid her hand up and down on my penis
, occasionally bending it slightly. I felt a surge of pleasure throughout my body: my sister squeezing my penis...

it feels so good...it's so stimulating...but for some reason, I didn't dare to move at all, pretending to still be fast
asleep.

Finally, I ejaculated in my sister's hand, my semen covering her hand. She withdrew her hand, sighed, got up, and
washed herself. She came back and held me in her arms as we slept. I ejaculated twice more and soon fell asleep too.

When the alarm clock woke me up, I was still in my sister's arms, sucking on one of her nipples and clutching her
other breast with one hand. I opened my mouth and looked up to see my sister blushing and staring at me. I mumbled
"Good morning" and hurriedly ran to the bathroom. I had a vague feeling that she wasn't
asleep when I was playing with her, but I didn't dare ask her. After that, my sister and I avoided each other. Two years later, my sister met her
husband and married him.

It wasn't until I went to university and had a relationship with my girlfriend that I realized: I had played with my sister's
breasts , almost breaking her hymen—these are very sensitive areas for women. It was impossible for her to be asleep.
Besides, her vagina must have been very wet from my ministrations.

She was just pretending to be asleep. Especially later, when she masturbated me, the sigh she let after I ejaculated
clearly showed that I had aroused her and she was willing to give herself to me. If I had been more sensible then, my sister's virginity
would have been mine.

Every time I think back, I feel utterly ashamed and want to slap myself:
how could I have let go of such a wonderful opportunity
with my sister, a beauty that could topple
kingdoms? At that time, my sister already had five-year-old Jing'er, so I dared not even try to seduce her. Her unwavering care for me only made me feel more ashamed! Thinking back to how good my sister was to me, and now that she is gone forever , I am overwhelmed with grief, and tears stream down my face.

*** *** *** ***

Just then, my door opened, and a small figure slowly approached, pulled back the covers, and crawled in. It was
Jing'er. I pretended to be rubbing my eyes after just waking up, wiped away my tears, and asked her, "Jing'er, why aren't you sleeping alone
?"

She looked at me, lowered her head, and said, "I'm scared to sleep alone!"

My heart ached, and I reached out to hug her, saying, "Uncle will hold you while you sleep, don't be afraid!" She didn't say
anything, but turned her body and pressed her back tightly against my chest. I gently stroked her head, and after a while, I heard her even
breathing. I listened quietly and slowly drifted off to sleep.

I was woken up by the alarm clock in the morning and found my hard penis between Jing'er's legs. Although I knew
this was a male's "self-erection" at night, and not that I had developed sexual desire for Jing'er's still undeveloped body
, my face still couldn't help but burn, and I pulled my buttocks back a little. I gently patted Jing'er to wake her up, dressed her
, washed her face, and then tied her hair back into the same ponytail as yesterday. I took her to school first, then came back to the hospital to go to
work. Thinking about how clumsy I was at tying Jing'er's hair in a ponytail, I humbly asked the nurses for tips on how to do it.
Although I inevitably got teased by a few of the more outgoing nurses, I was still happy to have learned a few techniques.

That evening, after tutoring Jing'er, I called her to bed. Jing'er said, "Uncle, I want to take a bath."

I asked her, "Can you bathe yourself?"

She shook her head and said, "My mom always bathes me at home." Her eyes started to redden.

My heart ached, and I quickly said, "Uncle will bathe you like your mom does, don't cry." We went into the bathroom
, turned on the heater, and I undressed both of us. I washed her hair first.

When I washed her chest, I noticed hard lumps under both of her small nipples. This wasn't a tumor, of course;
it's common for girls when their breasts first start developing. I smiled slightly, surprised that my Jing'er was starting to develop.

She's already a beauty in the making, and in a few years, she'll definitely grow into a stunning beauty comparable to her older sister. As her
uncle, I'm incredibly proud of her. While washing her lower body, I avoided her genital area. After washing her thighs, Jing'er pointed to
her pubic area and said, "Uncle, this area hasn't been washed yet."

I said, "Can Jing'er wash that area herself?" Jing'er shook her head. Sigh! Men all have a dark side.
I didn't want to wash her because I was afraid of getting handsy there, which would be considered child molestation. But now I couldn't avoid it
. I lifted Jing'er onto my lap, parted her legs, and felt
the smoothness of her skin rubbing against my thighs. I didn't know if all little girls have such good skin, or if Jing'er's skin was unique.

I remember when I slept with my college girlfriend, her skin wasn't this smooth!

Looking at Jing'er's genitals, although she was still young and her genitals hadn't started to develop, unlike her older sister's, they weren't as full
. The little girl had no hair at all, giving her a very clean appearance. I had already spread
her legs wide. Her labia majora were tightly closed, wrapping her labia minora and vulva tightly inside.
At the point where the two labia majora converged along the groin was a tiny, almost negligible protrusion—that was the clitoris
, the most sensitive part of the female genitals to sexual desire. Medically, this was the area with the densest network of nerves in the pudendal region.

Extending two fingers to separate the labia majora, I saw a pink area with a small opening on the central protrusion—that
was the urethra. Further back was a layered fleshy hollow; I knew that was her vulva. If I
parted the walls with my fingers, I could see Jing'er's hymen. My heart began to race. I thought my dark thoughts
were starting to stir; I had to stop! I released my advances on the labia majora, and they immediately closed tightly again.

I began to carefully wash Jing'er's genitals. As my fingers repeatedly rubbed against her through the towel, Jing'er's
face began to turn red. She said, "Uncle, you wash me so well, better than Mommy." I wondered if I had
touched Jing'er's clitoris, but Jing'er was so young, she shouldn't have any desire, right? Driven by curiosity, I
threw away the towel and gently flicked her clitoris with my fingers. Jing'er's body involuntarily twisted, and
she let out a soft moan, "Mmm... mmm..." Jing'er really had desire! Thinking of this, my penis slowly swelled up
, pressing against Jing'er's buttocks. I could see it peeking out from behind her vulva, right next to her
anus.

I shifted my gaze to Jing'er's anus. It was pink, slightly lighter than the color inside Jing'er's vulva, but
swirled in shape, exuding tenderness. I gently traced the folds of Jing'er's labia with my fingers, occasionally parting her labia majora and lightly pressing
her vulva. Jing'er's face grew increasingly red, and her breathing became heavier. I gently parted the walls of her vulva, but they
were too tightly closed; I still couldn't see her hymen. In a moment of panic, I increased the pressure slightly. Jing'er
cried out softly, "Uncle, it hurts!" I was startled, jolted awake from my lust, and inwardly cursed myself for being a pervert. Jing'er
's vulva was so small and tightly closed, barely able to accommodate a finger. If I forced it open any further, I might break her
hymen. After regaining my composure, I washed Jing'er's genitals clean, soaked her in hot water, and quickly washed myself. Then
I dried her off, quickly carried her to the room, and covered her with a blanket.

After I got into bed, Jing'er nestled into my arms in the same position as yesterday. My still-erect penis slipped
between her legs. I pulled back slightly, withdrawing my penis from her thighs, but unexpectedly, Jing'er pressed her buttocks
against mine again, saying, "Uncle, it feels so good to bathe me. Uncle, please bathe me every time from now on." I responded,
composed myself, and thought about other things, letting my penis soften between her legs.

Then, like yesterday, I gently stroked her head, letting her drift off to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night stimulated by a wave of pleasure, finding my
hard penis still thrusting between Jing'er's legs, her underwear soaked. I quickly withdrew
, rushed to the bathroom to clean myself, changed my underwear, and as soon as I returned to bed, Jing'er pressed her body against mine.
I couldn't help but smile wryly. This little vixen, I knew it was because of her parents' passing that she felt incomplete, and even in
her dreams to lean on my body to feel at ease.

However, men's penises are usually erect when they sleep, and given her sleeping position, my penis naturally ended up
between her legs. The pressure from her legs made it easier for me to experience pleasure and have a wet dream. It seems
I'll have to let her sleep alone tomorrow. She hasn't had her period yet, so it's not a problem. But if this continues, and I move around during my wet dream
, I might accidentally ejaculate inside her and get her pregnant.

That night, after I bathed her, I carried her to her room. She asked me in confusion, "Uncle
, isn't this our room?" I was stunned. In her mind, this wasn't her room anymore.

I said, "This is Jing'er's room. Can Jing'er sleep alone from now on?"

She said, "But I want to sleep with Uncle!"

I said, "Jing'er is almost a grown-up. Girls can't sleep with boys." Her face scrunched up, her eyes
welled up with tears, and then she lowered her head without saying a word.

I saw her tears and knew she couldn't leave me yet, but if we slept together, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to control my
darker thoughts. What if something happened? How could I face my sister? How could I explain it to our parents? I hardened my heart
, stood up, and tried to leave her room. Jing'er suddenly threw herself onto my back, her little face pressed against mine, and burst into tears
: "Uncle doesn't want Jing'er anymore... Jing'er has no one to love her..." Seeing her so heartbroken, I wondered if
it would be cruel to let her sleep alone now.

She wasn't as lively as she used to be; if she didn't have someone to rely on, what if she developed autism later?
That would be my fault. Thinking of this, a chill ran through me. I turned around and hugged her, saying, "
Who said Uncle doesn't love Jing'er anymore? Jing'er is Uncle's darling!"

She said, "Uncle doesn't want me anymore..."

I said, "Uncle loves Jing'er very much, okay, then sleep with Uncle."

She immediately stopped crying and started laughing, her face still covered with crystal-clear tears. As if afraid I would change my mind, she hugged my
neck tightly and said, "Then Uncle will sleep with me from now on, bathe me every day, and buy me lots of delicious food
."

Looking at her delicate face with tears streaming down her face, I felt dizzy. I cupped her face, kissed her hard, and said,
"Uncle promises you everything." I carried her back to my room, and only then did my head clear. This little devil! She can
bewitch me at such a young age. What will she be like when she grows up!

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. Now I still bathe her, sleep with her, and often have wet dreams
between her legs. Of course, her room is still there; it's for her parents and outsiders.
She hasn't slept in her own room for two years, and even during her afternoon nap, I have to hold her tightly. I know this is her fear
—a fear of losing me as her support—and she needs my constant pampering to feel secure.

Now, Jing'er's breasts have grown, small and delicate, like a spindle, with nipples and areolas as
red and small as my sister's. But she's only 11! In the future, her breasts will surely grow
into firm, pendant-shaped breasts like her sister's, and her skin will remain as smooth as before.

When I bathe her, I can't help but knead her breasts. Each time I wash her breasts, it takes half an hour.
She excitedly exclaimed how comfortable it felt. Now, she still faces away from me, nestled close to my chest, just like before. The difference
is: she no longer wears a bra to bed; she wants me to hold her breasts every night. At first, I disagreed, and
she cried and screamed, making me dizzy. Later, holding her breasts to sleep became a habit. Hehe,
holding those incredibly soft and elastic breasts in my hands is a great pleasure. At 11 years old, she has breasts the size of an adult woman, which is probably
largely due to our long-term intimate contact.

Some articles mention that frequent kissing by a husband can make his wife's skin smoother because prolonged male
contact can promote the secretion of estrogen in women. Jing'er and I live similarly to intimate couples; she's
still developing, so the influence of estrogen on her is even greater. Afterwards, I paid more attention to adjusting her diet, adding
many breast-enhancing foods. Of course, I won't tell her any of this; letting her breasts develop larger is just to
satisfy my desire for pleasure while sleeping, to satisfy my darker side.

I got off work early today and prepared Jing'er's favorite dishes. A knock sounded at the door. I glanced at my phone
; it was only 4:22 PM. Why was Jing'er back so early?

Puzzled, I got up to greet her. As soon as she saw me, she threw herself into my arms. I hugged her tightly.

Her face was filled with fear. Had something happened to her? I asked, "Jing'er, what's wrong? You look like you're about to cry
?"

Jing'er whispered, "I'm bleeding down there." My heart skipped a beat. My hand slid down to her bottom and gently
touched it; it was a little wet. I turned her around and saw a small red stain on her pants.

I asked, "Are you hurt?"

She said, "No, I'm just bleeding for no reason. I'm so scared!" She snuggled closer to me.

Hearing that she hadn't been injured, I thought: It must be her first period! Jing'er is 11 years old; it's not exactly
early.

I took her to the bathroom and examined her. Jing'er's genitals had developed well in the past two years; her
labia majora and minora were very thick, while the labia majora still stubbornly held tightly against the labia minora. Her buttocks had also become fuller and more sensual, showcasing her
beautiful feminine curves. There was dark red blood around her labia majora. I separated the labia majora, but couldn't
see any wounds inside. Her vagina was still bleeding. I felt relieved. To further investigate the cause, I first
wiped away the blood. Her vagina was now large enough to fit two fingers. I inserted two fingers.

Her vagina was very tight. I struggled to separate the vaginal walls and finally saw two thin membranes. I was relieved,
worried that someone had broken Jing'er's hymen and caused bleeding. Looking up at Jing'er, she gripped my clothes tightly with both hands,
biting her lower lip. I asked, "Does it hurt, Jing'er?"

She said, "No, it feels a little good!"

I chuckled and casually brushed her clitoris, causing her legs to tighten. I said, "My Jing'er
has matured. This isn't bleeding from an injury; it's her period." I explained the menstrual cycle to her in detail and
taught her about precautions during her period.

Then I told her to wait while I went to buy her a pack of sanitary pads. When I came back, Jing'er felt uncomfortable and asked
me to give her a bath. It took half an hour to wash her breasts and an hour to wash her genitals. When she came out, Jing'er
was weak and her face was flushed. This little girl had her first orgasm in her life while bathing.

Perhaps a little shy, she kept her head buried in my chest after I carried her out. Hehe. After feeding her
, she shyly looked up and asked me what had happened.

I didn't answer, but instead asked, "Jing'er, what did it feel like?"

She said, "It felt so good! I've never felt so good before. I thought I was going to die!"
She then buried her head in my chest again.

I said, "Jing'er just had an orgasm because your uncle bathed you and touched your genitals
." Then I explained to her what sexual intercourse is. I'm a medical student, so I didn't think
much of , but the little girl remembered it.

*** *** *** ***

More than seven months later, today is Jing'er's 12th birthday, but I had to perform emergency surgery and didn't get off work until 10
PM. I rushed home. As soon as I opened the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit me. This little girl, it seems I
was late, and she might have been angry and drinking. There was no one in the living room. As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw Jing'er lying
naked on the bed, completely drunk.

I quickly hugged her and called her name. Jing'er opened her sleepy eyes, looked at me, her head
went limp, and she fell asleep again. Seeing that she was still conscious, I was relieved, but I was afraid she had drunk too much and suffered from alcohol poisoning.

I cleaned her up, returned to the living room, and saw there was still more than half a bottle of wine left. I ate a little something, finished the rest, and
went back to the room to hold her and sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night, feeling my penis sliding inside a wet, slippery cavity. A chill ran

down my spine; I was afraid I had penetrated Jing'er's vagina while she was asleep
. I got up, pulled back the covers, and my mind went blank. A lewd scene unfolded before my eyes: Jing'er's face was flushed, her small mouth laboriously
holding my large penis, her lips moving rhythmically, liquid dripping from the corner of her mouth. I pulled my penis out of Jing'er's mouth,
grabbed her, and yelled, "Jing'er, what are you doing?" She said, "I want to give my uncle sex, I want you to love me!"

Perhaps because of the alcohol, she didn't speak to me softly as usual. I was furious: "Who taught you
? Do you know what you're doing?"

She stubbornly replied, "No one taught me. I know that our sex is incest! But I like you, I want
you!"

I shook her shoulders and yelled, "Where did you learn all this?"

A sly glint flashed in her eyes as she said, "The number one porn site in China—Xiaoyao Xianjing."

My mind went blank. I'm a man with a strong sex drive, and when Jing'er isn't around, I often browse porn
sites online, my favorite being the number one porn site in China—Xiaoyao Xianjing. It must have been
when I hadn't cleared my browsing history that Jing'er found out. But it's unacceptable for Jing'er to learn this. I said, "You're still young, how can you learn this
?"

She puffed out her chest: "Where am I small?" For the past seven months, Jing'er has been eating the breast-enhancing diet I made for her
, and her breasts have developed very quickly. I can even hold them in one hand now. She's not much smaller than her sister was at that age.
Her words made me feel uneasy, and I remained silent. Seeing that I had no rebuttal, she became very smug: "Those
girls online weren't even as old as me when they had sex!"

I said, "But we're family, related by blood, that's incest."

She was probably waiting for me to say that: "Who says family members can't have sex? There are plenty online, aren't there? And
most of the articles you've saved on your computer are incestuous, most of them are about incest with your niece, so it seems you
want me." She chuckled like a hen that had stolen an egg. My darkest
side was mercilessly exposed by her, and I didn't know how to face her.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Jing'er lowered her head and took my slightly softened penis back into her mouth, while simultaneously guiding my hand to her
breasts. I instinctively kneaded them with both hands, and Jing'er worked even harder, swallowing and spitting out my penis, her teeth gently
touching it, while her tongue wrapped around the glans as she spit it out. My penis grew
even larger , and she finally couldn't swallow it any more. After spitting out my penis, I guided it towards her vulva.

Through constant stimulation and internal struggle, lust finally overcame reason, and my darker side
was fully revealed. I gently let my penis slide out of her delicate hand, laid her down on the bed, and
straddled her tender waist, just like when I used to play with my older sister. I forcefully kneaded her full breasts, watching them take
various .

I lowered my head and sucked on her small, firm nipples, sometimes circling them with my fingers. Then
I kissed my way down her vulva; there wasn't a single stray hair, not even a hint of pubic hair, making it appear clean and just
as I had observed. It seemed Jing'er was a bald woman, the perfect specimen I had always dreamed of. As I continued kissing, Jing'er
willingly opened her legs, but I still felt it wasn't enough, so I used both hands to forcefully open them as wide as possible.

I stared at her tiny clitoris and sucked hard. At the same time, Jing'er took a deep breath and began
to moan softly, "Mmm...mmm..." I stuck my tongue out as far as I could, sweeping it down from her clitoris to her anus .
The tips of Jing'er's labia majora were constantly oozing fluid, but it was tightly covered, so I couldn't see where it came from
.

I roughly parted her labia majora, revealing her vagina, which was flowing out like a trickle. I saw that Jing'er
was truly ripe. I inserted my tongue until I reached her hymen, then stirred it vigorously, sucking
up her fluids mouthful by mouthful, while simultaneously squeezing her vaginal opening with my tongue, then forcefully drawing it closed.
At this moment, Jing'er let out a high-pitched cry, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, bending her legs, and
clenching her toes together. Her vagina gushed out streams of hot fluid like urine. I swallowed it all without wasting a drop
, thinking, "Little girl, you're already at your climax, the real thrill is yet to come." I didn't care about the consequences anymore; today
I was determined to take Jing'er's virginity. Jing'er lay quietly, probably enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm.

Hehe, I continued to play with her vulva with my tongue, while one hand kept rubbing her clitoris. Soon, Jing'er's
moans started again, and her vulva became increasingly wet. I adjusted my position, gently guiding my penis
down into her vulva with one hand, while the other hand rubbed her breasts. I gently pushed with my hips, forcing my penis through the walls of her vulva. After
the entire glans was inside, I felt it reach her hymen. I released my hand from my penis and instead gently rubbed her clitoris
.

After a while, feeling that her vulva had adapted to my penis, I slowly pushed it further in. At this moment, Jing'er...
Her moans grew louder. I steeled myself, forcefully pushing aside the vaginal walls that were pressing against me, and thrust in hard
. The distinct feeling of emptiness confirmed that I had taken Jing'er's virginity. Afraid that Jing'er wouldn't be able to handle it after losing her virginity
, I stopped moving after entering. Observing Jing'er's expression, she didn't seem to be in obvious discomfort. Because
she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol, which had a numbing effect, and because I had done a thorough foreplay, she had already orgasmed,
so Jing'er easily overcame the discomfort of losing her virginity.

From then on, I had no more worries and slowly began to thrust, each time aiming directly at her cervix. Her
vagina was very tight, providing great resistance to my penis, and she was only 12 years old. I was afraid that forceful thrusting
would cause Jing'er's vagina to tear, and I would regret it terribly. The hospital had treated many young girls who had been raped.
Children , usually, this involves vaginal tearing and persistent bleeding, requiring vaginal wall repair surgery.

After slowly thrusting over a hundred times, Jing'er suddenly clamped her legs tightly around my waist, cried out loudly,
and her vagina contracted strongly, squeezing my penis tightly. The glans, pressed against her cervix, was also stimulated by more than ten streams of hot fluid.

A strong urge to defecate washed over me; I knew an orgasm was imminent. I held my cervix still, inhaling deeply to
calm myself, and finally managed to hold back the orgasm.

I remained still for about a minute, then began to slowly thrust again, my hands moving across Jing'er's breasts
once more. Jing'er was now weak and listless; even her moans were intermittent,
saliva dripped from her lips, her face was flushed, and her scalp was disheveled. Seeing her pale and exhausted appearance, I knew she
had run out of , so I no longer suppressed my desire, gradually increasing the speed of my thrusts while simultaneously leaning down to suckle her breasts. "Hey
, I want an orgasm soon, it's been slow this time." After more than three hundred thrusts, finally a
stronger pleasure than before came. I stopped suppressing it, and my lower body involuntarily increased the speed of my thrusts. After more than twenty thrusts, I
shouted and my semen shot powerfully into her uterus. I ejaculated for more than ten seconds, then my waist went limp.

I collapsed onto Jing'er. Looking closely, I saw that Jing'er's brows were furrowed, and her hands were trembling weakly. It turned out that the little girl
had also had her third orgasm. After calming down, I pulled my penis out. There was a loud
"pop" sound from Jing'er's vagina. Red virgin blood mixed with white semen flowed out of her wide-open vagina. I
thought for a moment , then put my finger in and dug around. Finally, I found the hymen, crumpled into a small ball. It would
be hard to find if you weren't careful.

I looked at it with fascination. This was the semen I had ejaculated inside my niece's vagina. Incestuous sex is indeed attractive
. Compared to this, sex with my girlfriend in college seemed bland. After thinking aimlessly for a while, Jing'er's vagina
miraculously closed up again, covered by her labia majora. It seems Jing'er's vaginal elasticity is really strong
! I can't control the speed of my thrusting during orgasm, yet Jing'er's vagina is completely unaffected. That's...
This means I can now thrust in and out freely without worry! Thinking this, my penis, which had just softened, began to erect again.
Looking at Jing'er, who had barely managed to cry out during her orgasm, she was almost in shock and definitely couldn't withstand another round of intercourse. I

got out of bed, washed myself, and while drying Jing'er, she only managed to open her eyes and look at me. After
preparing a late-night snack, I returned to bed, helped Jing'er sit up, and brought her water. She quickly drank half a bottle.

She had lost so much fluid earlier; she needed to replenish it. Then, I fed her her snack in my arms. Half an hour after eating, Jing'er
regained some strength and whispered that she needed to urinate. I carried her to the bathroom, and just as I was about to
put her on the potty, a sudden thought struck me: I wanted to see the urine spraying from her tiny urethra—
what a lewd scene that would be!

I stripped naked, straddled her across my stomach, and parted her labia majora with my thumbs, clearly
seeing her urethra. Then I said, "That's enough." She blushed but didn't object. A stream of golden urine
gushed out, hitting my stomach and making it feel hot. After half a minute, the stream thinned, finally
dripping out. I pulled her over my head and sucked it up, finally emptying her bladder.

She gasped, then blushed and playfully hit me lightly. Haha, amazing! She's so young
and already knows how to flirt. Truly a gift from heaven. We then took a shower.
Of all the this was the cleanest, because she was exhausted. I didn't dare tease her anymore. Back in my room, I
called the head of the department to ask for leave tomorrow. I also had to remember to buy emergency contraception for Jing'er. I had to take good care of Jing'er
, now a young woman—haha, a twelve-year-old young woman!

It's been over two months since Jing'er and I started having sex. Jing'er has become increasingly cheerful, and I see
the lively girl my sister was before her accident. That day, after Jing'er came home from school, she threw herself into my arms, gave me a long
kiss, and said, "Honey, what are we having for dinner?"

I lightly patted her bottom and said, "Call me Uncle. Who taught you to call me 'honey'?"

She chuckled and said, "Uncle? We've already slept together, why would I call you Uncle? Is there an uncle who sleeps with his own niece every day
?"

I blushed. This girl is getting sharper and sharper!

She continued, "From now on, I'll only call you Uncle in bed." Saying this, she swayed her hips, pretending to spread her legs, and
said in a seductive voice, "Uncle, fuck my pussy! My pussy is only for Uncle to fuck!" My penis instantly became erect
. This brat, she must have learned that from porn sites.

Don't let her usual wanton behavior fool you; once in bed, she just moaned softly, "Mmm...mmm..." She wouldn't
utter those lewd words that even make me blush—that's my regret! After dinner and her homework
, we began our nightly ritual. First, I made her kneel on the bed and then thrust into her from behind. This position allowed me to caress
her full, shapely buttocks and see her juices dripping down.
For , this was my favorite position. I grabbed her breasts with both hands and squeezed them hard,
thrusting my lower body forward forcefully. However, she was very sensitive; after two orgasms, she couldn't maintain this position.

I called out, "My dear niece, does it feel good to have your pussy being fucked from behind by your uncle?"

She moved her hips back and forth in rhythm with my movements, saying, "Mmm...mmm...good!" She responded .

I called out again, "Uncle sees your juices dripping from behind, how come you have so much juice
?" She said, "Mmm...for Uncle..." After more than a hundred thrusts, she climaxed, cried out, and went
limp on the bed.

I helplessly picked her up, my penis still inside her, turned her over so she was face up, and
continued fucking her with her thighs around my waist. After about a hundred thrusts, she climaxed twice more, and even her
moans stopped. I helplessly increased my speed, thrusting over a hundred more times before ejaculating, then pulled out my penis and
spread her thighs. Looking closely at the lewd appearance of the semen flowing from her pussy, I saw she was now powerless to stop. Then
I cleaned her up and fed her a bottle of water.

She slowly regained some strength, then nestled into my arms on her side, groping to place my semi-erect penis into
her vagina before falling asleep contentedly. She'd let me be with her in any position, but before sleep, she insisted on
this position where I held her completely in my arms and placed my penis inside her vagina. I've told her countless
times that it's unhygienic to sleep with my penis inside like that, and it can easily cause vaginitis, but she doesn't care. If I don't let it in, she'll throw a tantrum.
When she's too tired to fuss, she'll try to keep her eyes open, refusing to sleep no matter how sleepy she is, until I give in. Sigh! This child.

My parents' health was always poor, and due to my older sister's condition, they passed away when Jing'er was 13 and 15 respectively.

Now it's just Jing'er and me, relying on each other. Jing'er is especially clingy to me. At 15, Jing'er has blossomed
into an exceptionally beautiful woman, and thanks to my efforts, her body is almost as mature as her sister's.

As soon as we got into bed tonight, Jing'er, holding up her ample breasts, said to me, "Aren't they big enough? Can't they compare to Mom's
?"

I reached out and pinched her still firm breasts, saying, "They're almost as big as my sister's, and
even more elastic." I immediately felt embarrassed; this girl was trying to trick me.

She smiled slyly and said, "I still remember Mom often staring at your picture, she'd guessed
you two were having an affair, haha, so am I not Dad's daughter, but your and Mom's? Aren't you my
uncle? You're my dad. Dad, you even slept with your own daughter!" She looked at me seriously as she spoke.

I was furious and slapped her bottom twice hard, then told
her in detail about my affair with my sister.

After listening, she looked at me and said, "Mom's so stupid! What's wrong with liking such a handsome brother? If it were
me, I'd honestly tell you, then seduce you into bed, so Mom wouldn't have to get married, and I'd become
your daughter too! Wouldn't it be great if Mom and I slept with you together?" She looked saddened as she spoke. I was both angry and
amused, and thinking of my sister, I felt a pang of regret.

She then said, "Honey, we don't have any relatives here anymore. After I get into university,
can you transfer your job here too?"

I asked, "Why?"

She said, "We don't have any relatives left. If I get into a university in the north, no one will recognize us after you transfer here."
" You can get married in college now. We'll get married when we get there, and then try to have a beautiful daughter during our freshman year
. You work at the hospital, so we can use the ultrasound to check. We just want a daughter."

I asked her, "Why do you insist on having a daughter?"

She said, "My body is too sensitive, and you're never satisfied. I'll be 19 in my freshman year, and you'll be 33. When our
daughter grows up, she can satisfy you in bed with me."

I slapped her butt and said, "Don't think nonsense. How could I possibly sleep with my own daughter? Besides,
having a child at 19 is too early. No way!"

She didn't say anything more, silently put a condom on me, and then knelt on the bed, spreading her buttocks with one hand and
calling out , "Uncle, my pussy is so itchy, come and fuck me." I let out a wolf howl and pounced on her.

*** *** ***

Two months later, Jing'er was pregnant! That was impossible. Since she was 13, I'd always used condoms when we had sex
. After questioning her, I learned that ever since she suggested it and I refused, she'd used a needle to prick all the condoms off. I
was devastated. I told her to have an abortion, but she refused and cried uncontrollably. I had no choice but to listen to her and find
a job in a medium-sized city in the north. Luckily, I had already obtained my attending physician qualification and
my skills were excellent, so the transfer went smoothly.

Jing'er also took a year off from school; we planned to wait until she gave birth before returning to school. When she was six months pregnant,
she insisted on having an ultrasound. I was also worried about the possibility of birth defects due to incest. Thankfully, the baby developed normally. The only downside was that it
was indeed a girl, which made Jing'er secretly happy. After the baby was born, everything was normal, and I finally felt relieved. The difficult
part is that we can't have sex for three months after the baby's birth. We stopped three months before the baby was born, and now
we have to abstain for another three months.

For someone like me with a strong sex drive, this means I'll have to rely on masturbation for the next three months! The baby was born 12
days ago. After we put the baby to sleep, I was about to go back to the bathroom to masturbate when Jing'er called me. She
slowly took off her clothes and lay on the bed. I was still in a daze: Jing'er had only given birth 12 days ago. I would never agree to
have sex with her; it would be very harmful to her body.

Jing'er asked me to sit on her belly and skillfully manipulated my penis with both hands. She made me erect in just a few strokes
. Jing'er blushed and said, "Uncle has been abstaining for more than three months. Today,
play on your niece's big breasts." After saying that, she pretended to be shy and placed my penis on her huge breasts. Her breasts were now
far larger than her sister's in her prime. She gently cupped her breasts with both hands, and my penis disappeared instantly.

Jing'er's skin was as smooth and delicate as it had been at nine years old, and her breasts pressed tightly against my penis, feeling
very firm. Stimulated by this unusual sensation, I began to thrust back and forth, and Jing'er responded by moving her breasts up and down
. Sometimes she would gently pinch her red nipples against my penis, causing milk to gush out, making it easier for my penis to slide. Other times,
she would put her nipples to her mouth, squeezing some milk into her mouth, and as my glans advanced, she would gently suckle, spitting the milk
onto the glans, giving it a warm sensation. At the same time, she cried out, "Uncle, aren't your breasts tender? Are they
tight against you?"

I replied, "Jing'er, my dear niece, your breasts are so tender, so tight. Uncle is going to ejaculate into your
mouth and make you drink Uncle's semen." It was rare for Jing'er to moan so cooperatively, which made me even more excited.

She cried out, "Are your breasts better than my mother's?" When she mentioned her sister, I became even more excited
, as if my sister and her two daughters were sleeping with me.

"My sister's breasts are as beautiful as my niece's. I'm going to fuck your breasts until they're rotten, and I'm going to ejaculate
into your mouths..." While cooperating with Jing'er's moans, I thrust in and out, more than 200 times. My lower body tightened, and I quickly
thrust my penis to Jing'er's mouth.

She cooperated by sucking on my glans, and streams of semen shot into Jing'er's mouth. She swallowed quickly, but
this time there was so much semen that a small portion dripped from her lips, mixing with her breast milk and flowing onto her breasts.
It was unbelievable: Jing'er actually drank my semen! It was so stimulating! I lowered my head, squeezing her breasts hard with both hands,
and sucking hard on her right nipple. Jing'er had plenty of breast milk, with a faint sweet taste. The milk from her left breast was squeezed
and flowed all over the bed; when I squeezed hard, it even spurted off the bed. Watching it spurt milk, I thanked
God in my heart for sending this stunning beauty to be my niece, and for giving me the opportunity to sleep with her and even become
her husband!

*** *** *** ***

From then on, during the two months I couldn't have sex, I had breast sex with Jing'er every day. Jing'er, who had just given birth,
somehow started moaning in bed, and each time she cried out loudly, which I found incredibly arousing. She had an abundance of breast milk
, and every time my child finished feeding, I would drink it all, adhering to the principle that wasting milk is shameful, while simultaneously engaging in breastfeeding. Even
after my child was weaned at one year old, Jing'er didn't stop breastfeeding because I continued to drink from her breasts daily, stimulating milk production, until
my child was three. I finally gave up, and Jing'er was weaned.

My older sister's name was Wang Ying, and to commemorate her, our child was named Nian Ying.

Ying'er grew up gradually, until she was ten years old. Every time Jing'er and I bathed or made love, Jing'er would bring
Ying'er to watch, and she would insist that I wash Ying'er by hand. Sometimes, during bath time, Jing'er would tease me
, and I would hold Ying'er while making love to her, my hands rubbing her newly developed, small breasts, and sometimes even touching her tender
genitals. Jing'er often let Ying'er touch my penis while it was inside her, and even scooped out the semen I ejaculated into her vagina
and gave it to Ying'er to drink. Perhaps due to prolonged sexual stimulation, Ying'er started menstruating at a young age, and her breasts and genitals
developed even better than Jing'er's at that time.

On the night of Ying'er's 11th birthday, Jing'er placed two bottles of wine on the table. I somewhat understood her intention
; she wanted me to take Ying'er's virginity. I also really liked Ying'er's body;
I had touched every part of her body before, and Ying'er had reached orgasm several times in my hands.

I pretended not to know anything and drank almost a bottle of wine. Jing'er and Ying'er drank one bottle each. Jing'er was fine
, but Ying'er was already quite drunk. After tidying everything up, I took Ying'er to bed.
As soon as I touched Jing'er's breasts, she took off Ying'er's clothes and placed my hand on Ying'er's breasts. Ying'er's skin was better than Jing'er's.
"And so white and tender," Jing'er said jealously. "It's because Ying'er drank semen earlier and more than her!" Ying'er's breasts
were much bigger than Jing'er's when she lost her virginity. I couldn't hold one in each hand; they kept slipping through my fingers, as if they would
slip away if I let go.

I used the same method on her as on Jing'er, rubbing and sucking. She cried out, "Daddy... good daddy..."

I was startled: Jing'er only started moaning after giving birth; did Ying'er learn this without a teacher? I became even more
excited and shouted, "Ying'er, quickly say 'Daddy touch my breasts!'"

Ying'er indeed cried out, "Daddy, quickly touch my breasts... touch me..."

I never thought my daughter would be so amazing. I was very excited. "Say 'Daddy suck my breasts, rub my
breasts, rub them until they're raw, Ying'er wants daddy to pinch her wanton breasts!'" My daughter did exactly that. I looked back at Jing'er
, and she was speechless!

I gave her a wink, and Jing'er immediately understood. She instructed her daughter to wake up, and Ying'er
echoed her mother, "Daddy, suck my pussy! My pussy is so itchy!"

Of course, I wouldn't refuse. I moved away from her breasts and down, teasing her clitoris with varying pressure
. My tongue sucked hard on her labia majora, sometimes forcefully drawing her plump vulva into my mouth, then lightly touching it with my tongue.
Under such intense stimulation, my daughter quickly became wet, just like her mother—both were very wet women.

I exclaimed, "Daddy's sucking Ying'er's pussy! Ying'er is so wet! Ying'er, do you want Daddy's cock
to fuck you?"

Ying'er mimicked her mother, saying, "Daddy, hurry, I... I was born to be fucked by Daddy... Daddy,
fuck me ... my pussy, fuck me... I'm so wet... it's so itchy, Daddy... ah..." She then
convulsed, showing that she was just as sensitive as her mother.

Jing'er and I were speechless. It seemed that even Jing'er and her daughter Ying'er combined couldn't match me. I
carried Ying'er, who had just climaxed, to her mother's arms, parted her legs, and found her vulva completely wet. I gently guided my penis against
Ying'er's vagina, and as soon as I applied pressure, Ying'er pushed back with her legs. Haha, I never thought my daughter was the kind of
woman who would jump at the slightest touch; I'd only read about it in books.

I held her buttocks tightly to prevent her from jumping back, and with a gentle push, my glans sank into a warm,
moist hole. It felt like countless suction cups were clinging to my glans, sending a shiver down my spine. Before her
mother could even teach her, my daughter cried out, "Daddy's penis is so big! I can't take it... anymore..."
She kept jumping as she spoke, my glans moving in and out with each jump, almost like thrusting. To prevent my glans from popping out, I hardened my heart and
thrust in forcefully. My daughter jumped even more excitedly, crying out, "Daddy's... penis is too big... I can't take it...
my vagina... is about to break..."

I used ... My hands kept stimulating Ying'er's clitoris, while Jing'er held her and rubbed her breasts.
After Ying'er calmed down a bit, I started thrusting, exclaiming, "Daughter... your little hole feels so good... it's like a suction cup is sucking
me in." I thrust faster and faster, and my daughter became increasingly wet. I also went deeper, finally penetrating all the way in each time.
With my daughter's juices, each thrust made a loud "plop...plop..." sound. Unlike her mother,
when I thrust into Jing'er, the sound was deeper, a "plop...plop..." sound. This was probably because my daughter's
hole was shallow, while her mother's was much deeper.

My daughter no longer needed her mother's guidance and exclaimed on her own, "Daddy is so... amazing...
every time you penetrate... you penetrate my flower... core..." Stimulated by her moans, I sped up,
thrusting hard into her flower core each time. My daughter kept moaning and jumping around.

After thrusting over 100 times, my daughter cried out, "Daughter...I'm going to die...Being...fucked...to death by Daddy
!"

At the same time, her body went limp, ceasing her throbbing. The warm fluid inside her clitoris slapped against my glans, but I couldn't stop
, continuing to thrust in and out. Each thrust brought out a large amount of fluid, while my daughter remained motionless; it seemed she
couldn't take it anymore.

I pulled out my penis and, in the bright light, looked at my daughter's vagina. Ying'er's vagina was really shallow; because
I had just pulled out, her vagina had formed an opening that couldn't close, and there were traces of virgin blood inside. I could see
her cervix at a glance, and the surrounding flesh was densely packed, much denser and coarser than her mother's. No wonder it
felt like it was sucking my penis; was my daughter's vagina some kind of special treasure? But I didn't know anything about that!

I laid my daughter flat on the bed. Jing'er willingly opened her legs to receive my penis. Because she had been
watching the whole time, her sensitive body was already soaking wet. As soon as I entered, she cried out, "Uncle, you just did your daughter
and now you're doing her mother? Her mother is also your niece! You've ruined my daughter's little hole... are you going to ruin
my niece's now...?"

Compared to my daughter, Jing'er's hole, though not suctiony, was very deep, able to accommodate my entire penis, and
even tighter than my daughter's. I cried out, "My daughter's hole can, but Mommy's hole is deep enough. Mommy is
even tighter than... my daughter's hole... I'm going to ruin my niece's little hole..." I cried out as I thrust. After Jing'er's second orgasm, when she was too weak to cry out anymore
, I also felt spasms deep inside my penis. Just as I was about to ejaculate inside Jing'er, I suddenly remembered how much fluid my daughter had produced
. Hehe, as her father, I should replenish her fluids.

After several dozen rapid thrusts, as the intense pleasure came, I pressed my fingers against the base of my penis. I pulled out my penis
, went to my daughter's side, and parted her mouth. Her mouth was small, and I struggled to insert it.
I tried loosen my fingers, and as soon as the semen flowed into her mouth, Ying'er swallowed it willingly, then reached out and
began sucking on my penis.

Afraid of choking her, I slowly loosened my fingers, controlling the flow of semen. After she finished sucking, she
licked my penis clean, removing all the semen that was from her and her mother. I grabbed the water bottle I had prepared by the bed,
helped , and let her drink before putting her to sleep. After cleaning them both, I embraced
both beauties, feeling incredibly satisfied. My future life would be as blissful as a flower in full bloom.

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