Part 6 - 05/23/08
Uncle Anon here. Sorry for the lack of updates. There's a good reason for it. Here's what's been happening since my last update - which was one week ago, Friday.
Sunday, May 18
I didn't visit my Bro's place after all. Was rainy, and didn't really feel all that great, so I figured I'd stay home. I was in the middle of a particularly entertaining TF2 sniper duel when I get a call. It's my niece. She wants to chat. I lose all my dominations, because no matter how hard I try, I can't help but pay attention to her, even when she's just going on about which teachers she hates, what she did in gym class, and what games she thinks I should buy for the Wii. She doesn't even have a Wii, but she wants me to buy games for mine so she can play them. The hilarious thing is how much she swears, once she gets worked up, though. "Mrs. [one of her teachers] is such a fucking bitch, you know?" "They're [boy's side of the gym] such assholes all the time." "Mom chewed my ass about my homework, but I didn't do it. She's always pissed, you know?"
We talk for a pretty long time - I switch to engi and just tank my turret so I don't have to think hard about the game and can listen to my niece cuss. After a while, she starts talking about how much she loves to visit me. She actually surprises me when she tells me "Thanks for always letting me visit you, [Uncle]." I tell her no problem, it's my pleasure to have her over. "I wish I could live at your house all the time," she tells me. I ask what's wrong with her house. She swears for about five minutes about chores, schoolwork, sucky games, rationed internet, and the injustice of it all. I tell her that if she lived with me, she'd have to do all that stuff here, too. She tells me, "Nuh uh, you always help me with everything." She pauses, and then, "like my shirt." Spy's sappin' mah sentry, so I wasn't paying enough attention to know what she's talking about - I figure it's something I bought for her, so I say no problem. "Next time, you can help me with my undies, too," she whispers. WHOOPS, okay, now I'm paying attention. She's talking about bathtime, when I took her shirt off her. I play it cool, despite and the onsurge of what will likely be about 20 sentries going up in my pants, and ask what her Mom would think if she heard her talking like that. She giggles. "she'd probably beat my ass," she admits.
After that, the conversation winds down, and she tells me love you bye. Cuteness overwhelming.
Wednesday, May 21
After I picked her up from school, we drove back to her house to get her overnight bags. It was a dreary, rainy day, so we decided to go visit my Mom. No swimming this time, of course, but we played card games and watched TV, which was fun. My niece was rather more clingy than usual today, too. We had to play a few hands of gin as a team against my Mom, because she had to sit on my lap. She also was snuggling with me while we watched TV, and had to sit next to me while we ate dinner, too. Whenever I'd try to talk with my Mom about her trip or chat with my Brother, a pair of little hands would grab one of mine and drag me away for more games. She actually got pretty fiesty at one point, so I had to put her in the Torture Rack (that's a wrestling move, fyi, where you drape your opponent over your shoulders, basically). After I let her down, of course, she wanted to do it again. I told her fuggedaboutit.
We stayed until after dark at my Mom's place, so my Niece's mom told her to get her bath here so she wouldn't need one at my place. My paranoia is kicking in a bit here, but I quickly dismiss it as nothing. It's not unusual for my niece to get her shower right out of the pool, so her mom's probably just figuring that if she's here at night, she might as well get her bath.
We drove home, and I carried my niece inside and put her on the guest bed. I paused, and watched her sleep for a few seconds. You just don't get improper thoughts looking at such vulnerable, sleeping cuteness. I tucked her in, kissed her goodnight, and left.
PS I couldn't work 20 boners into this update, sorry. OOPS! I just did!
Thursday, May 22
I feed my niece pancakes for breakfast (my awesome powdered sugar and chocolate chip pancakes, I might add), take her to school, do mah thang, and then pick her up from school. The weather's pretty good outside, so I suggest a walk to the park, but she wants to play the Wii. I can't say no to that, so we end up doing some Wii boxing (owned her like a little girl. Oh wait- ), tennis (she always wins, grumble grumble), and then switch to SSMB. Plenty of FALCON PUNCHs later, she wants to play Zelda. I don't mind watching her play, so she climbs onto my lap and starts killing the annoying bugs that unlock areas. The parts where you have to be a dog are, imo, pretty boring, so by the time she's halfway through the second section of bugs, I'm dozing off.
I wake up to find that my niece has turned off the game, turned around, snuggled me and fallen asleep herself. She's straddled me, so her legs are off to each side of my lap, her arms are around my chest/waist, and her head's on my shoulder. She's warm, and smells nice. I sit for a while, just enjoying her closeness, and without really thinking, start to rub her back. Her tiny form is amazing - so delicate and breakable, but also fit, with almost no trace of fat. I run my fingers up and down her back a few times without realizing what I'm doing. Then, with a bit of a start, I guiltily pull my hands away from the small of her back. My niece then shifts slightly, and just barely opening her eyes, tilts her head up at my face. "Please don't stop," she murmurs, and lays her head back on my shoulder.
I know its dangerous and probably grey-area, but I start rubbing her back again. I work her shoulders for a bit, and when i get to her neck, she stretchs so my hands rub her neck too. This is bare skin, and she's very, very smooth. It feels great holding her like this; I won't deny it. I find myself wanting very much to give her butt a squeeze, but I don't. My hands just trace up and down her back, taking in the contour of her frame. My niece starts making little purring, "mm" noises while I rub her. This, moreso than having my hands on her body, causes unstoppable 20 bonerification. When they pop, i realize that her crotch is right above mine; she's gonna feel them - all 20. I lift her up and set her on the couch next to me while listening to her protests. I've gotta take a leak, I tell her. I retreat to the bathroom and calm down.
When I come back, she wants more rubbing, but I tell her we're done for now. She whines for a while, and finally tells me that I'll have to do it again later. At this point, I figure we gotta get out of the house, so I tell her we're going shopping. She's a bit sulky, but once we're in the car she's happy again. We buy some food and supplies, and of course check the electronics and toys sections. While we were in the toy section, she spots something she wants. Now, my niece loves legos, and I've been getting her into Star Wars, so when she sees a lego AT-ST, it was instant DO WANT. It's about $20, so I figure what the hell and buy it for her. Since I was sort of kneeling down to pick it up off the shelf when I handed it to her, she immediately throws her arms around me while telling me thanks, nearly knocking me over. I tell her I'm allowed to spoil my favorite niece once in a while (of course, she's my only niece). At that, she plants a kiss on my lips, and then turns a pretty shade of red. I guess she didn't think about the fact that we are, after all, in a public place. As we're heading out, she holds one of my hands while I push the cart with the other.
We get home, and she has to put the lego thing together right away. I make a late dinner (with my leet cooking skills - chicken tenderloins, candied carrots, and salad) while she puts the model together. We eat, and she makes a big to-do about how good my cooking is. Such a sweetheart. Afterwards, she keeps working on the AT-ST while I check some news online. When she finishes, I have to admit it's pretty cool. It looks like a pretty convincing AT-ST. She's plenty proud of herself, and insists that it sit next to my monitor.
So after some TV and snuggling on the couch it's bathtime, and I'm thinking about what she said during the phone call. I tell her to go get ready for bath, and she jumps up, runs to the bathroom, and starts getting ready. Ah - that was easy, I think. Next thing I know, she's back. She jumps on the sofa next to me and puts her feet on my lap. "Help me with my socks!" she says. I think I know where this is going; the signs all point to destination Bonertown, population 20. After I pull off her socks, she stands up in front of the couch and puts her hands over her head. "Now my shirt!" she says. Okay. 20 boner containment field at 40% and dropping. I pull her shirt over her head, so now she's naked from the waist up. I tell her she really ought to do the rest herself (shorts and panties), and try to avoid looking directly at her delicious flat chest. Instead, she hops back on the sofa and tries to root down in the cushions. I tell her come on, quit screwing around and go get your shower. She puts an arm over her nipples and the other over her head and pretends to be asleep. I say don't you know it's dangerous for half-nekkid little girls to fall asleep around older guys? "Why?" she asks. I tell her because they'll do this (I tickle her exposed belly) and worse. After peals of laughter and lots of squirming, I stop tickling and tell her to get going. She looks at me, still breathing heavily, one arm at her side and the other on her tummy, and says "do it worse." Oh man.
I pick her up, throw her over my shoulder, sack-o-potatoes style, and dump her in the bathroom. I tell her to get her bath and get in bed, since she has school tommorrow. I went back to the couch and stared at the TV for a few minutes, until I heard the water turn on. Then I went to my room and closed the door.
I'll have her until Saturday evening.
Friday, May 23
Morning. Breakfast is scrambled eggs and jellied toast. My niece seems sleepy, so we don't talk much. I drive her to school, and I get a kiss goodbye when she leaves the car. Work happens. I pick her up in the afternoon, and take her back home. Since it's a nice day (little overcast, but warm), we decide to go for a walk to the park. It's not very far, so we walk there, talking about her day at school. She's like me, in that she really enjoys history. I'm always impressed with how much she already knows about what she's being taught in social studies: they're talking about US colonials vs. indians, and she was telling me all about Custer, and how he a bad person but a good fighter. I liked how she described the way Custer chopped off the tops of indian's heads.
After the walk, we decided to go out for dinner, eventually deciding on Olive Garden. My niece loves the place. I won't go into too much detail, but I'm pretty sure she was attempting to provoke between one and twenty boners the way she was eating the breadsticks. The reason for my suspicion was the giggling she'd do after popping the end in her mouth. We shared a piece of chocolate cake for dessert. That shit's expensive, too.
On the way home, my niece tells me that she "really enjoyed our date." I smile and tell her that was dinner, not a date. She insisted that no, it definitely was a date. Very quickly the conversation degenerated into her saying "uh-huh"s and my saying "nuh-uh"s for pretty much the rest of the way home.
When we get home, she plays some Guitar Hero (she likes Barracuda) and we take turns playing. Of course, she has to be sitting on my lap the whole time, which makes guitar'ing rather hard for me. Right as I start another round of Cliffs of Dover, she says she wants to use my computer and runs in the other room. I play a couple more songs then go check on what my niece is up to. She's on youporn again, watching some straight HC stuff. My computer chair has a pretty high back, so I can't really see what she's doing, but I notice her knees on the armrests. Cue "O SHI--" moment. I go play dragonforce by slamming my 20 boners against the guitar until she's done.
Skip ahead to bathtime. Of course, I have to undress her again. Socks, shirt, UNDERSHIRT, and skirt come off, piece by piece. When we get to her panties, I shoo her away, and tell her to take those off in the bathroom. You can see the bathroom door from the Wii room, so she makes like she's going for her bath, and then stops. "Hay, [Uncle]!" she says. I look over to see her panties dropping down past her knees. She steps out of them, totally nude (but not facing me), sticks out her tongue at me and closes the bathroom door. I have some massive willpower, and it's a damn good thing, too.
After bath, we watch some TV. She's starting to act sleepy, so I tell her to get in bed. "I don't wanna," she says. I tell her DO IT, but she says "I don't like that bed. It's not comfortable." I ask when, exactly, did it become uncomfortable, since she's always slept in the same one. She shrugs and reiterates that she doesn't like it. "I want to sleep in your bed," she says. Under normal circumstances, I'd have made Logride Guy's FUUUUUUCK face at this point. I say that I don't even go to bed till much later, and I'd just wake her up when I got into bed. "I don't care, just let me sleep in your bed for tonight, please?" she says. I tell her I don't think it's a good idea. She begs and pouts until I say, okay, okay, just for tonight. She smiles, gives me a kiss (mouth) and tells me goodnight before heading to my bedroom.
So there we are, /b/. I haven't slept in the same bed as another person for close to two years, and now there's a pajama'd loli in my bed. Can I trust myself? I wouldn't try to stick her with my 20 boners; I'm sure of that. I'm considering sleeping on the couch, but she'll be upset if I do. Besides, she'll be asleep by the time I go to bed, so I think it'll be okay. I just hope she doesn't want to make a habit of this - I'm a man of endless restraint, yes, but this is madness. And Sparta.