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story_codes: M/g(10), incest, first, cons

story_intro: Annie is a little girl of Chinese descent who has had a rough day at school. When she visits her great-uncle Wu, the old man comforts her and teaches her about the traditions of the old country when young girls served to please rich old men.

story_language: English




The Old Ways

Written by madvlad


	Wu gazed about his office through the bluish gray cloud of smoke he had just exhaled. It was tastefully furnished and its dark shelves were lined with books and small sculptures intricately carved from jade, ivory, and crystalline stone. It was the collection of a man with a long life of success. While Wu's success had come in America, he still maintained the old ways - the culture of his native China.

	He had never married, but had a myriad of nieces and nephews. He had seen most of them grow up and become more American - not a bad thing, in his mind, but he wished they were more attuned to their own heritage. And now their children were completely Americanized and Wu mourned the loss of their cultural ties.

	He did what he could, taking them on walks through Chinatown, explaining why things were the way they were, and telling them stories of the old land and of their people. The kids were at least respectful of him, but he doubted they had much more than a passing interest in much of it.

	Today, he would enjoy the company of one of his favorites; Annie was the ten year-old daughter of one of his favorite nieces. She also happened to be fluent in Cantonese, what he considered to be the highest of Chinese dialects. His niece and her husband were fluent and had decided that their daughter should be as well so she would have a competitive advantage in college and in the business world. Although Annie hadn't been taught out of respect for her culture, Wu enjoyed speaking in a civilized tongue with the child.

	There were other things he would also like to enjoy doing with her, but had not ventured. There were plenty of little girls from impoverished families that he could use and had done so many times. Still, to do so with someone of his own blood was something he craved.

	A soft chime on his computer monitor (a practical man, Wu was not about to forsake modern technology for rice paper and an abacus) accompanied a message from his secretary announcing his niece had arrived. Noting the time with satisfaction (Annie was a punctual girl); Wu tapped a key that let the secretary know to let Annie in.

	The door opened and Annie came in lugging a heavy knapsack full of books. She left it on a credenza as she had been told to do on earlier visits and then bowed slightly to her uncle in a proper show of respect.

	"Hello, Annie. And how is my grand-niece today?" Wu asked in Chinese. He and Annie only spoke Chinese to one another.

	"I don't know," she answered with a weak, decidedly Western shrug.

	"That it unusual," Wu said with a frown.

	And it was. Annie was usually in an effervescent mood, her dark, almond-shaped eyes sparkling as she recounted her day. But there was no sparkle today and he carefully looked at the girl.

	Annie was slightly built and a little short for her age. But Wu compared her favorably to his sculptures with her delicate features and slim neck. She wore her black hair in twin braids that hung well below her shoulders and they had a tendency to bounce as she spoke animatedly. When Annie didn't volunteer any further information, Wu asked her what was wrong.

	"Mean girls," she sighed.

	"I see," Wu said, not really seeing much. "Anyone in particular?"

	"Melissa, Jodie and Krista. They're my friends- No, they used to be my friends. They decided that only girls with blonde hair should be the coolest and now they won't even talk to me."

	"And these are...ahem, were your best friends?"

	"Some of them. Lily Goldstein and Toni Ramirez are also out of the group now because they're not blonde either. They have dark hair like me. I wish I looked more American."

	Wu snorted. Annie was wearing a pink skirt that only reached mid-thigh (not that he minded) and a light blue shirt with a white sweater. Her shoes were white, bulky sneakers. In Wu's eyes, she looked very American.

	"There is no shame in being Chinese. Our ancestors were writing books while Jodie's and the other girls' people were bashing each other with heavy tree branches."

	"Yeah, but that was a long time ago. Maybe it will be easier when I get older."

	"You are growing up just fine," Wu remarked. "But since you are not in much of a mood to do anything today, are you still too old to sit on your grandfather's lap?"

	Annie smiled shyly and shook her head. Uncle Wu's lap had always been a comforting place since as long as she could remember. She could sit for hours while her uncle rocked in his office chair and never have to say a word. She was always touched by how her busy uncle would make the time for her to just sit.

	Wu patted Annie's tummy as she settled into place. He always loved having her in his lap, feeling her firm little rump press into him. When she was younger, he would slowly move her back and forth, letting her innocent young bottom stroke his cock through the layers of their clothing until he came. And since he followed a daily regimen of herbs, he could quickly recover. One of his favorite memories was of a rainy day when Annie was four. He had rubbed the sleepy child against him to three separate ejaculations. He had been tempted to take it further that day, driving his cock into her little body, but he hadn't had the nerve.

	Now his prick was hard once again as it pressed into the crevice between Annie's buttocks. He placed one hand on her knee and casually stroked her leg while they sat in silence. The warm, silky feel of Annie's skin did not go unnoticed by the old man. After some time, he began to caress her higher up her thigh. He took it slow, advancing up his niece's limb in careful, measured strokes.

	Annie didn't even notice how far her uncle had wandered beneath her skirt until she felt him brush against the thin cotton of her panties. She figured he'd realize where his hand was and move it away but to her consternation, he kept his hand there, even testing the elasticity of the leg band.

	"Um, Uncle Wu? You shouldn't be touching me there," she said in a small voice.

	"Oh? Is this what your blonde ex-friends say I shouldn't do?"

	"Yes, but I...Ohhhhhhh!"

	Wu moved his hand to the center of his niece's crotch, squeezing the soft bulge he found there. He could feel the indentation of her cleft and he pressed his thumb firmly and moves it up until he felt the modest bump of the little girl's clit. She didn't say a word, frozen in shock at first. Then her breaths grew heavier as her uncle's expert fingers quickly produced the most unusual sensations in her privates. Annie squeezed her legs together, but Wu took his other hand and gently pulled one leg outward again.

	"Do you know what a concubine is?" he whispered in her ear as he continued to stroke her.

	"N-no."

	Wu leaned close to Annie's ear. He could smell her strawberry-scented shampoo and could see each fine thread of her hair. Annie's ear was intricately sculpted like a shell that would rest in a water god's grotto.

	"In Ancient China, they were the special girls of powerful men. They pleased their masters and were given every luxury known. Shall I make you my concubine in the old ways?"

	Annie felt like there were warm, slow bubbles were emerging somewhere inside of her, below her belly. When one would pop, it would do so very wetly - she could feel its melted presence in her virgin sex and feel the frisson created when it burst. Her uncle's voice sounded so near but somehow miles away as the ten year-old grappled with what was happening within his finely honed caress. When she finally found her voice, she answered yes.

	"But what do I do, Uncle Wu?"

	"You are already doing much of it. Just relax and enjoy what you are feeling, my little blossom."

	Annie leaned back against Wu, closing her eyes as her uncle's hand worked its magic. When he slipped his fingers down the waistband of her panties, the little girl took a sharp breath but then spread her legs wider. Wu's fingers crept over the unblemished skin of Annie's pubis before sliding over the utter smoothness of her vagina. Her girl flesh was soft and yielding, feverishly warm from his earlier ministrations. Wu was pleased when a careful probe of her slit revealed the moistness of Annie's prepubescent arousal.

	Wu carefully dipped into her furrow, his finger gliding where Annie had never been touched before. The telltale presence of her membrane confirmed the little girl's innocence. That would become her gift to him.

	"You are ready," he whispered.

	Wordlessly, he tugged her panties down with one hand while unbuttoning her blouse with the other. When there were enough buttons undone, he slid his hand inside, rubbing her perfectly flat chest and feeling the stiffened points of her nipples. Between the tiny nubbins, he could feel the rapid beat of Annie's heart.

	"Do I..." Annie began. "Do I get undressed?"

	"Yes," Wu said as he allowed her to slip from his lap.

	Annie's fingers twitched and grew clumsy as she removed her clothing. This seemed so wrong on the surface, but her uncle had never hurt her like her so-called friends had done. And that thing that was happening between her legs...!

	Wu had undressed and was sitting back in his chair when Annie finally looked up. She gasped when she saw his member standing erect. That must be the hard thing she sometimes felt when she had sat in his lap before. But her uncle had never complained that she was hurting him, so she had never mentioned it.

	Wu's seventy year-old penis was on the small side and rather thin, but to a ten year-old virgin, it looked enormous. When Wu beckoned her forward, she obeyed, careful not to touch his thing when he lifted her in his lap.

	But Wu pressed her cunny against it, guiding her up and down so that her drippings lubricated it. The contact excited the youngster, making her mewl softly as the pressure between their genitals grew harder.

	Wu lifted her higher until she cleared his prick, then moved her forward just enough so that the purplish glans was pressed into the indentation of her soft mound. Her hairless labia opened and Annie gasped as the tip of her uncle's cock entered her. Then it stopped and Annie felt something inside of her straining, but not yielding to her uncle's intrusion.
Everything they were doing was quite heady for the youngster and now something seemed to be going amiss.

	"What's wrong?" she asked on the verge of panic.

	"Nothing we can't overcome," Wu said as he stroked Annie's face. "I must make you a woman now."

	Annie nodded nervously, unsure of what this meant. When Wu pushed her down, she yelped as that mysterious blockage broke. But the pain quickly faded and then there was only the sensation of being squeezed open, deeper and deeper.

	Wu sighed when he felt the little girl's hymen snap. He kept pushing her lower and felt her virgin pussy stretch as it received its first cock. As her penetration progressed, Annie panted wildly as her uncle's cock filled the tight space it had created. When he finally stopped, Annie felt him pushing against something else inside of her cunny, although she didn't know what a cervix was.

	She looked down to find perhaps an inch of his turgid meat remaining outside of her tiny stretched opening. A few of Wu's white pubic hairs tickled the little girl's bald mons. When her uncle pulled her back up, Annie was disappointed that this was all that was going to happen. But rather than pulling her off, Wu pushed her down, sliding into the taut, slick interior of the ten year-old's steaming quim. Annie "ooo'ed" as she realized that this would be repeated.

	Quickly finding the rhythm that her uncle wanted, Annie used her legs to help move up and down. Wu moved his hands from her waist and gripped her delightfully tight little ass. He squeezed the springy flesh of her small cheeks while she bounced up and down on his increasingly soaked meat. There were some streaks of red there from her deflowering, but her copious fluids diluted the stains.

	Annie grunted with short ah's with every drop onto her uncle's member. Wu admired the little girl's sleek young form as she rode his cock, her light golden skin gleaming with a fine coat of sweat as the preteen experienced some very grown-up stimulation.

	Being well practiced in the art of lovemaking, Wu used his grip on Annie's bottom to slightly shift her weight so his cock would press harder in certain areas inside her cunny. The little button of her clit was stiff and inflamed as it too received more attention from the different angles of Wu's prick.

	Annie's grunts became higher in pitch and more frantic in nature, signaling her approaching climax. Using his hands on her rump, he wordlessly urged her to go faster. Annie's eyes were closed and Wu could see the tip of her small tongue as it lightly flicked against her lips. Then her slender body began to shake as she came and Wu added his own release, inseminating his little niece in powerful bursts.

	The little girl fell forward as she was filled with her uncle's hot cream. Wu held her against him, stroking her smooth back while their bodies remained joined. Neither of them knew or cared how long they had stayed that way, but when Annie began shifting, Wu helped her back upright. Annie reached down with one hand, feeling where her uncle's now flaccid prick entered her little pussy. Wu took her other hand and moved it to her chest, making her rub her nipple. Annie smiled ruefully.

	"Mine won't be big even when I do get old enough grow them. My mom's aren't. But I bet Melissa's and Jodie's and Krista's will be big someday."

	"They don't have to be big - or even growing yet," Wu replied as he leaned forward.

	Annie exclaimed softly as her uncle's moth closed on one nipple. As his lips and tongue worked on her girlish chest, she twisted and pulled on her other nipple with her free hand.

	"Oh, that feels so...soooo...." she sighed.

	Wu snacked on the little girl's nipple and then went to he other one which Annie had coaxed erect. As he fed on that one, his cock hardened. Annie could feel beneath the fingertips on of hand and felt it even more intimately as he grew inside of her tight sheath.

	Releasing her chest, Wu sat back so he could admire his little niece's lithe body as they copulated once more. Annie put her hands on his shoulders and stared at Wu while he gripped her small waist. This time, they went much slower, Annie's mouth moving with unspoken words as her little pussy flexed around her uncle's prick. Her nectar gurgled thickly as it squeezed out from her hairless labia and dribbled down Wu's cock.

	They continued this, taking their time, until Annie began to tremble. Seeing the pleading in her eyes, Wu raised his hips, giving a few harder thrusts inside the heated grip of Annie's cunny until they came together again. Annie's fingers dug into his shoulders as she climaxed and Wu grunted as he poured more sperm into the child's sex.

	When they were done, Annie once again leaned against Wu's chest. While her uncle stroked her glossy hair and with his seed still warm in her tender womb, Annie made a vow.

	"Uncle, I will be your concubine forever."

	

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