Establishing ‘mine’

It was a full week later before the platelet count rebounded from a low of 60 and Noime could be discharged. She was still not in great shape. Her mother and my wife, took her from her bed in the hospital ward and brought her to a bed in our home.

Once the child was settled, Noime’s mother took her leave of us to return to the rest of her brood.

Our home is filled with air conditioners and closed windows. No mosquitoes here. Noime would no longer be drinking unsafe tap water. Instead she would be drinking safe water that we bought by the five gallon container.

While she got better, there was no school for the child. She just hung out in bed. Care for the child rotated from my wife and our maid, and then to me when the others were out of the house, which happened for hours each day.

Taking advantage of those times, I sat with Noime. Beyond bringing her food; I would brush her hair; I talked to her about her life now that she belonged to me. I started by asking her if she understood what it meant to belong to someone. She didn’t. So I started by pointing out that her parents, and my wife didn’t say, she was living here with her uncle and aunt. They didn’t argue that she belonged to her parent. Remember, I said, they agreed that from now on you, Noime, are mine. Just as your Tita¹, my wife, is mine, Noime, you are mine too.

Noime’s eyes flew open: Same has Tita, Uncle? I am same as Tita?

Yes.

As I continued to brush the hair of my ten-year-old Noime, she looked back over her shoulder at me. She was silent. I said no more. She was still recuperating. This was not the time to go any further.

Once Noime’s health improved, she returned to school, leaving at 7:30 every morning and returning at 4:30 every night. I was busy with other matters and I allowed the girl to settle into her routine here for a couple of weeks.

It was mid-August before my attention returned to the young girl. It was a Saturday. Rain was coming down in what could without any exaggeration be termed as buckets. The rain roared, streaming off the roof as if sent by a fire hose. As the storm progressed the power dropped out. This was not unusual. Power fails here frequently for a variety of reasons. A storm of this intensity was certainly a basis for the loss.

The sky was dark, the lights of the house vanquished by the loss of the requisite juice. My wife was in the kitchen with her back to me and the sala². Noime and her younger cousin Gina, aged 8, were sitting on a couch in the sala. I approached them. Noime was sitting with her legs spread akimbo. Leaning over the child I stroked her hair with one hand and placed my other hand on the inside of the girl’s thigh. There was no response, neither for nor against the contact. Continuing the stroking of her hair I moved my other hand up to and firmly against her panted crotch. I ran my finger over the outlining of her lips of her pussy through the fabric. All Noime did was look up at me. I smiled down at the girl, hand on clothed pussy and watched the girl smile back at me. That was how it started. It didn’t last long. It was ‘first contact.’

I had been concentrating on Noime. What had Gina actually seen in that darkened room? She didn’t seem traumatized or scared. Might she be jealous of the attention her older cousin was receiving? Gina was two years younger than was Noime and not the object of my desire. I had never considered Gina. But now I began to reassess that disinterest.

These were busy days and for the next week I had precious little time or opportunity for any furthering of my interest in Noime. Gina didn’t live with me, and while I saw her on occasion, it was never in a situation where I could continue with my budding interest in the younger child. However, there was a new friendliness in Gina each time we met. Something had indeed changed with this one.

Here in the Philippines ‘family’ is an expansive term. It encompasses many individuals, far beyond what might be called the ‘nuclear family.’ Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, nieces, ex-in-laws… and those attached to the ex-in-law families. The occupants of a house are not a matter of static count. It is a dynamic matter and in the following week there was rarely a time when there were fewer than fifteen people in and around the house through-out the day. As I sit and write this history of what happened there are five kids here and five adults of an extended family nature who spent the night last night, two of whom just left. But yesterday there were also times when there were seven more adults and two more kids. In any home it is hard to have out of the normalized sexual contact with anyone when there are that many people wandering around!

Still there are moments when the ritual, of what approaches a weird type of courtship, does occur. The next ‘moment’ for Noime and me was at a very odd time. At 2AM one night I needed to piss in the worst way. The house has a common CR³ inside the house and a real one made of concrete block and a flush toilet outside as well. But at 2AM you just don’t go wandering outside. Also at 2AM you don’t assume anyone is up and so I left my bedroom quite naked.

Normally we lock the bathroom door when inside, but, it being 2AM, I did not. Nor did I turn on the light in the room due to another power outage. Standing over the toilet with my shins against the bowl I just guessed at where I was aiming.

I had just finished pissing and had flushed but not yet washed my hands when Noime, opened the bathroom door and entered. As she closed the door behind her, she was startled to find me there. Before she could leave or say I word I shushed her and told her to be quiet.

Do you need to pee Noime?

Opo⁴

Good child. Sit on the seat.

I pulled down the pajama bottoms she was wearing and physically moved her to the toilet seat and sat her down on it.

I can’t. I am shy! she whispered.

I will help you, I whispered back. And with that I got on my knees, pried her legs apart and placed my right index finger over her pussy and where I guessed in the dark, I would find her clit. As I did so, Noime struggled a bit to get up.

Noime do as I require and stay put! I had said it quietly but firmly. The squirming stopped.

Her clit was just a little nub. It was dry. I dipped my finger down between her legs, into the water of the bowl, wetting my finger and returned to her pussy. The water had wetted my finger and that wetted her clit. But the water was a bit cold and the cold on her clit shocked her system a bit. Pee started to flow as I continued to play with Noime’s clit. Noime was peeing, and she was moaning. She slouched back against the lid which was in the vertical position against the tank. Her legs spread further apart, muscles relaxed.

As the pee concluded Noime was moaning and accepting the stimulation to her clit without any sign of resistance. She began to push her hips as best she could, up to meet my finger as I continued. Finally I sensed a slight shutter of her thighs and Noime slumped back.

I kissed her on the forehead, grabbed a bit of toilet paper, and wiped her bottom. I stood up, cradling her head and stroking her hair. I brought her head forward, against my loins. I whispered, We can do this again tomorrow night if you want. I pulled her up from the seat, raised her PJ bottoms, flushed the bowl, and sent her back to her room.

It had been only fifteen minutes since I had initially awakened to go to the CR as I crawled back into bed.

When morning came, I did not see Noime until I exited the shower. The child was sitting at the dining table eating some breakfast, already in her school uniform. There was neither a big smile, nor a look of dismay. If anything it was a look of confusion. She said not a word and eventually went off to school.

The rest of my day was unremarkable. There was little, if anything to differentiate it from any of the days that preceded or would follow it. I worked, ate meals cooked by my quite beautiful wife, texted contacts and went about my life. Night came, but I remained busy and but for a few moments didn’t even see Noime before she went off to bed. Two AM came and once again my bladder argued for relief. Once again – sans robe or towel – I trundled off to the CR. The power was on and I did turn on the light as I entered the CR. I did not lock the door. Why I did not do so was in the unlikely hope for the return of my young love.

Relieving the pressure by evacuating the piss, I flushed and was washing my hands as Noime entered the bathroom. Her head was down and she would not make eye contact with me. But she raised the lid on the toilet seat and sat down.

Do you want me to leave the light on?

Opo.

Do you need to pee?

Opo.

Her face was level with my now semi-erect member as I bent down and kissed her forehead. I knelt down, and spread the child’s legs. I told her to suck on my middle finger and get it good and wet, holding it in front of her lips. Noime leaned forward and took the middle finger of my right hand into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it and deposited saliva on it.

I removed my finger and as my hand approached her pussy, she spread her legs a bit further than they had been. Gently rubbing her clit, the child’s pee started to stream into the bowl below. Her eyes were closed and her head was reclining in a backward fashion as if she were looking at the ceiling. Noime’s breathing was in short gasps, then holding the breath before quickly expelling the breath.

Her pee stopped but I did not. She didn’t want me to stop. Noime was sliding her crotch forward seeking more from my finger. I continued on a little less gently while leaning forward and taking her left nipple, which was flat against her chest, she not having developed breasts yet, in my mouth. My tongue played with her little nipple and she moaned.

I slid my single digit into her vagina and quickly pierced the hymen. A small yelp escaped the child’s lips though her face was buried on my shoulder. Blood dripped from my finger and into the toilet bowl, mixing with the light yellow pee water. It will never hurt again. It’s over. You are my young woman now. We had to break your hymen before I can make it feel even better for you.

If Noime was unsure of this, my action of my digit, now fully inserted and massaging her inner pussy along with my thumb that was rubbing her clit and my renewed attention to her nipple, brought a new awareness to the possibilities of a world yet to come. I continued to work the child’s most sensitive sexual buttons until she had her small but quite real orgasm.

Having achieved that, I backed off and let the little one settle as I wiped her bottom once again. But before I pulled her up, I asked, Would you like to make me feel as good as I made you feel?

Opo.

I stood up in front of her. My member now rigid pointing at her face. Take it in your hands like this and suck it with your lips and tongue like a lollypop at the same time. I will get harder, I will shake a bit like you did and then my love juice will shoot out the end. It’s not pee so don’t worry. It’s pretty salty and a little bitter. It will make your breasts grow large if you swallow it, though that will take some time and you have to swallow a lot of it in the coming years to really have it work! OK?

Opo.

Her little hands took hold of my manhood. Her mouth engulfed the head. Her pumping was all I needed. It was so erotic and I was so horny that it took just a few minutes before I was cumming in the child’s mouth. I warned her when it was about to start and so she was neither startled nor worried, having been assured that this was not pee.

It didn’t taste good Uncle.

I know, but it is really good for you and you made my body very happy. When you feel it inside you down in here, I fingering her pussy again, it will feel really good inside you too! Better than anything you have felt so far.

Really?

Yes sweety, really. Now it is time for you to go back to your bed.

I pulled up her PJ bottoms and sent her back before cleaning up and heading back to my bed and my wife.

The next morning I ran into Noime once again as she was eating and getting ready for school. Good morning Uncle!

Good morning to you! Did you sleep well child?

Yes, yes I did! Well, time to go. See you later Alligator!

And so began the day. It was a fine day. My wife and I visited friends and were engaged in pleasurable endeavors throughout the day. I thought little about Noime as I went about my day’s activities. My wife and I got home after Noime had gone to bed. She had been fed by the maid and there was no concern for her welfare.

Once again at 2AM I was awake and once again I slid out of bed for the trip to the bathroom. As I opened the door I had a surprise. Noime was there and she was naked.

Do you have to pee Uncle?

Yes, I do child.

Can I hold you while you pee? Can I watch?

Do you mean ‘May I’ Noime?

Opo.

Yes you may. Hold me like this.

And so, with Noime holding my growing penis, I urinated.

Should I wipe it or wash it?

Well, if you are going to suck it again, you can use that wet wash rag and clean the tip.

OK!

And she did just that.

Uncle, do you want to kiss me? I mean when you love someone, aren’t you supposed to kiss?

Yes, you are correct. Do you love me Noime?

Of course Uncle and now that I am your girl for real, I think you should kiss me.

I closed the lid on the toilet, lifted Noime so that she was standing on the lid and brought her lips to mine. I was not sure what to expect, but I guess that TV and movies these days leave little to a child’s imagination. She put her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss that I will never forget. As the kiss continued I started to finger her pussy which was amazingly wet. My first digit slid in. She wiggled with delight. I slid a second finger in and Noime moaned. The third digit was a fight to get in, but I did get in to the first knuckle.

Noime was not comfortable and I backed the third one out. All the while I was playing with her bum. There was no anal intrusion, at least not yet, but I did want her to get used to my hand back there.

The medicine cabinet was within reach of my left hand and removing the hand from Noise’s rear I flicked open the cabinet door. There just inches away was tube of Vaseline. I knew it was better to use KY, but that was my wife’s and it was in her nightstand. There was just no way to get the KY. I grabbed the tube and with the free hand, squeezed some out. I anointed Noime’s pussy with some and then I covered my cock with the rest. Now all this time, Noime and I had been kissing and at this point I broke the kiss.

Wrap your legs around me above my hips as best you can. I will hold you up. OK?

Yes Uncle!

Put your arms around my neck.

And she did. I held under her bottom with one hand and guiding my cock with the other I centered it under her pussy.

Noime I am going to put my cock inside you. Allow yourself to side down as I lower your bottom.

And so standing in our CR at a little after 2AM, on this third night of discovery, ever so slowly, my member entered fraction of a centimeter at a time until a third to half my cock was embedded in her pussy. My hand holding her up was on one cheek and the index finger was touching her little rosebud.

How do you feel little one?

Oh Uncle, it feels so good, but can you move it a little?

Yes child, I will bounce you up and down on it. Are you ready?

Opo!

My cock was being squeezed pretty damn hard by that little pussy. I could not have been more than half way in with my cock as I started to lift and drop her back down on my rigid pole. Her arms had a death grip around my neck. But she was ecstatic whispering, more Uncle, harder Uncle! The hand that was holding her ass had, just by the normal movements, caused my index finger to eventually be pushed up, to the second knuckle, into her rectum. My cock was going deeper and deeper into her pussy.

As light as she was, it was no problem for me to continue and continue we did until a massive orgasm wracked her small body. Clamping down on both my cock and the finger in her rectum.

I had wanted her and thought that there would never be a time and a way to have her. Certainly not as the little flat chested imp that she was. Now I was fucking the shit out of her, with my imp as a very willing partner. I was over the moon. This little one was mine, as mine as it was possible to be. My cock exploded deep inside Noime. And the moment it happened, while I was out of my mind in ecstasy, Noime whispered in shock and overwhelming satisfaction, Uncle! Oh Uncle! Oh my God Uncle!

We just froze in that position for a bit. Both of us getting our bearings and not wanting to let go of the moment. Then I set her back, feet on the lips of the stool and kissed her a good long and honest kiss. I love you Noime.

I love you too Uncle.

I cleaned Noime up and sent her to bed, before returning to bed and explaining to my wife, who asked a little sleepily, Are you OK? You’ve been gone a long time hon.

Cramps.

Oh. Better now?

Yes.

Good.

The next morning as I stepped out of the bathroom from taking my shower I ran head long into Noime. There was no one else in view as she leapt up into my arms, kissed me and said, Good morning Uncle! Before running off to get ready for school.

Huh! Now what do I do. I have a beautiful wife who loves me and an Imp who loves me and has discovered sex!

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Chapter 2