My wife has 3 brothers and each of them has kids, so family gatherings are bustling, noisy affairs. Recently there was a dinner to celebrate the new year. After feasting, the adults took their glasses of wine onto the verandah to chat and enjoy the warm evening air. Of course the kids quickly got bored. They wanted to watch cartoons and I volunteered to take them down to the TV room. That did the trick - the loud and unruly became quiet and still. I leaned back in a leather armchair playing with my phone. Then out of the corner of my eye I noticed what my niece was doing. Holly. 8 years old. Eurasian (brother in law married a Chinese woman). Gregarious, chatty, very cute. Smooth olive skin, thighs that drew my eyes back again and again.

This night she was wearing a red dress that stopped a few inches before her knees. Seemingly still unaware of the rules of propriety, she let it ride up to her hips frequently as she ran amuck with her cousins. Indeed within moments of her arriving earlier that evening I had been treated to an eye full of her bright blue knickers when she sat on the floor and lifted her knees to take off her shoes.

So much so that now, as I shifted my vision of her from the corner to the dead centre of my eyes, I wondered whether this was not an accident. She had settled in another leather armchair on the other side of the room. She was lying almost flat on her back, her head on one armrest, her knees splayed, her feet together on the other armrest. The red dress was pushed way up, mainly because Holly had both her hands inside her knickers! Holy fuck! The whole house, the whole universe, condensed into this corner of a room.

I don't even recall being able to hear anything. All my attention zoomed in on her two dainty hands frigging her slit. I don't know whether Holly knew she was giving a sex show, or even whether she was conscious of where her fingers were. It could have been mere instinct. Regardless, it was hot as hell. As her hands played up and down the sides of her blue knickers ballooned, revealing glimpses of her flawless, hairless c**t. My cock was in an
agony of confinement.

Oh what I would have given to kneel down next to that chair and bury my face in that 8 year old pussy.

But I didn't. I stayed in my chair pretending to watch the cartoon. I forced myself to swallow, to breath. Holly's dad came down and said it was time to go home. And with that she was gone.

If she does it again like that I want know it's not an accident, and I will taste her clit and slit.

I fantasise about her worshipping my cock and I cum so hard I tremble.