This new series (hopefully is series) is the combination of the young exhibitionist Michelle, the housewife Michelle and Nikki in Nikki's Confession. My writing history began with the exhibitionist Michelle, the stories were exhibitionism and voyeurism focus. Then I progressed to write housewife Michelle and the stories slowly changing from exhibitionism to submission and more sexual, which is a reflection of my self-discovery journey from just exhibitionist to a submissive. The Nikki was my attempt to write BDSM, roleplay and cosplay that did not take off after the first story. You will see exhibitionism, submission, light BDSM, roleplay, cosplay and CNC in this journey of the young Nikki.
Edited by notemale.
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"Wait for Uncle Steve. He will be there in 30 minutes. Take good care and wear mask."
On the eve of the nationwide lockdown I told my mom I couldn't get an air ticket to go back home. But the truth was I ran out of money after losing my part time job earlier. The Chinese New Year tourists did not come as usual when the outbreak spread throughout China. My mom arranged for me to temporarily stay in her old friend's home.
I never knew Uncle Steve but mom said he was her old friend during secondary school time.
After waiting some time at the campus entrance, a luxury SUV stopped nearby and a man exited it and approached me. A tall and fit man in a grey T-shirt and blue jeans stopped in front of me.
"Are you Nikki? I am Steve." A few grey hairs but otherwise a handsome man spoke to me.
"Yes, I am. Thanks for coming Uncle Steve."
"Great! Let's go. Give me your luggage." He grabbed my luggage and loaded it onto his SUV. I followed him. Finally, I had some relief. The university and hostel was closed. I would have no place to stay if it were not for Uncle Steve.
He brought me to a hypermarket so I could buy some necessities. He bought a trolley load of food stuffs too.
"Nikki, don't worry. Put it all on one bill." He insisted and paid for my stuff at the checkout.
"Thank you very much Uncle Steve!"
We reached home just before midnight, the official lockdown time. His house was a big bungalow within a big compound located in a gated and guarded residential area. He must be a wealthy man! Mom didn't tell me anything about him. I doubted mom knew much about Uncle Steve.
Uncle Steve got me settled in one of the rooms.
"Make yourself at home, really. We don't know when this is going to end. And let me know if there is anything you need, anything, anything at all. This room is a bit small but better equipped than other rooms. Is that all right Nikki?"
"It's nice. I have never stayed in such a big room before! Uncle Steve, thank you very much!"
"You are welcome. And from now on, you don't need to keep repeating thank you. I am glad that I could be of help. Your mom and I are good old friends. So..."
"Ok, Uncle Steve, good night." "Good night Nikki."
The 'small room' was quite big and well equipped. The bed was warm and comfortable. This was my first time staying in such a big room all to myself! I have been sharing a room with mom since I was young.
"Help out in Uncle Steve's house. Don't be a princess and do nothing ya." Mom messaged me.
"Ok mom, nite".
So, I started my stay in Uncle Steve's home.
The next morning I woke up late and Uncle Steve had left for work. He sent me a message that explained that he still has to work as he was in the essential industry that was allowed to operate.
I looked around the big house and realized that it was bigger than I had earlier thought! There was a guest room, dining hall, bar, entertainment room, office, big kitchen, gym room inside the house. A nice terrace, garden, and swimming pool were outside the house. There was a few photos of Uncle Steve with a woman but I was alone in the house. I wanted to help but the house was tidy and clean.
Uncle Steve came home early and we had nice dinner and a good chat. He was a warm and reassuring person, knowledgeable and confident. I found out more about him; there was no children and his wife passed away a year ago. He lived alone and was not attached. At the moment, he wanted to focus on work and career and had no time for a relationship.
Two weeks later the situation worsened and the lockdown was extended. I got back to my studies via online lectures. At home, I became the housekeeper. Uncle Steve bought me a new laptop, let me use his second car and gave me a credit card for household purchases. I became his unofficial chambermaid!
Uncle Steve had regular gym and workout routine. He convinced me to start my own workout program and he became my personal trainer. I began to notice his tall and fit body, not very muscular but well-toned. Every time he came near me I became lightheaded and my heart beat fast. He has that charisma of a man and I began to look forward for his return home every day.
One night he knocked on my door and informed me he had to go back to the factory to manage a production breakdown. At about 4am I woke up and checked if Uncle Steve has come home. After I found out his room was empty and his car was not at the car porch, I walked back to my bedroom to continue my sleep. When I walked passed his office, I noticed the air-conditioner and lights were still on. Uncle Steve must have forgotten to shut them down when he rushed to factory. So I entered the office to shut them down. Soon as I approached his desk, I noticed the laptop was stuck at the shutdown screen as one program was still running. I cancelled the shutdown and I saw that the browser was still active. Before I closed the browser, something attracted my attention.
The browser was logged on to a communities sharing and discussion platform, showing his Inbox.
"M4F Daddy Looking For Good Little Girl"
The sleazy tittle of the message intrigued me to read on although I knew it was wrong. Apparently it was a kind of fantasy roleplay. A girl claimed to be 18 years old had written him a response saying she would be his sugar baby. She gave many illicit details about herself; height, weight, body measurements, body shape, cup size, her sexual preferences, her limits in sexual roleplay etc. Uncle Steve then promised to provide for her; house, car, clothing, money, etc. in return.
But it was Uncle Steve's next reply that shocked me. He asked more details about her; whether she liked big cock, whether she liked to be a used as a sex toy, whether she liked more men to gangbang her and many other perverted sexual ideas. He also asked specific details about her body; what her nipples looked like and shape of her vagina and anus.
"I want to know exactly what am I seeing when I bend you over my dining table and rip off you dress and panty," he wrote.
"Daddy, my pussy is puffy and tight." "Good, Daddy like it."
Oh my God, she called Uncle Steve "Daddy"!
My racing heart almost jumped out of my throat from reading Uncle Steve's illicit sleazy dirty message exchange with the girl! I quickly clicked shutdown so that the laptop would go back to its original situation and I rushed back to my bedroom. I had violated Uncle Steve's privacy and read his private messages with another girl. Most importantly, realized I was living with a perverted man!
I was bewildered and shocked!
This is not the Uncle Steve that I knew. He has been respectful and polite to me in the past few weeks. There was not one moment when I was around him that he behaved like a pervert. But the man in the message was someone else; dominating, demanding, dirty, perverted and looking for a 'young little fuck toy'! The shock kept me awake for the rest of the morning.
"Big issue here. I won't be back till evening. Take care." He messaged me.
After my breakfast alone, I came to the realization that every person has their own inner secret and their own perversions, but each behave in a socially acceptable way in front of their family, friends and colleagues. Just like myself, secretly inside me I am an imaginary exhibitionist who loves to fantasize myself shamelessly getting naked in front of men, but in real life I am a polite and well composed young lady. After all, a widower like Uncle Steve still needs his private relief. And I shall not judge him for what he does privately with another consenting adult especially when it is just fantasy roleplay.
Uncle Steve came back in the afternoon and we had another nice dinner together and good chit chat. And yes, when it comes to being with me he was absolutely a gentleman and a good uncle! But there were 2 things that kept lingering in my mind; the "young little fuck toy" and his "10 inch big cock"! What exactly is a 'young little fuck toy' for Uncle Steve? A young chick that can be readily fucked for his pleasure? A pet for Uncle Steve, doing nothing other than being sexy and available any time around him? No job other than to satisfy all that Uncle Steve desires, whatever it may be? His 10 inch cock! If this is true, then his manhood is as tall as my face! Is it real or did he just brag about it? I looked at his wife in the photo several times, and she was about my size. How did she handle his 10 inch cock? How deep did he enter her? Did she take his 10 inches completely down her throat? Did she enjoy it or did she struggle to accommodate his big cock inside her? All these sleazy thoughts aroused me so much!
I can't get my mind off the discovery of Uncle Steve's kinky side. The worst thing was I kept imagining the scenes of his wife and Uncle Steve; his collared wife using the big dildo in front of him, his cuffed and gagged wife getting a hard fuck, his wife leaned over on his lap and get hard spanking! And my pussy was extremely wet all the time! A few days passed and I kept thinking what had happened to their roleplay, until one morning I could not resist my curiosity. I went into Uncle Steve's office and turned on his computer. Uncle Steve did not use a password so I managed to enter his laptop with ease. I launched the browser and entered the site. My heart was beating fast when I clicked the login. The username and password already filled up! Uncle Steve enabled the save password for the site!
The front page was showing all the posts about nude images, females in seductive posts, sexy clothes and many other porn materials. But I was more interested in the messages. The roleplay was still active and I read with great excitement. So Uncle Steve bought her an apartment, a car and many sexy clothes. Their first fuck was immediately after coming back from shopping. Uncle Steve fucked her in the guest room and it took her some time before she could take Uncle Steve 10 inch cock completely inside her. Then Uncle Steve brought her to a high class restaurant. She wore a sexy sheer dress that was selected by Uncle Steve. Uncle Steve ordered a blowjob and she sucked his cock in the restaurant. She didn't stop even when the waiter served their food and drinks.
I was extremely aroused by their steamy exchange and started to touch myself.
At the apartment, Uncle Steve cuffed her and spanked her until she burst into tears. Then Uncle Steve fucked her and cummed on her face. The messages stopped when Uncle Steve told her to get ready for the special night, where Uncle Steve will invite his friends over and she will be wearing just a tiny apron to serve his friends.
The idea was so arousing! My fantasy began to run wild and I imagined myself wearing a tiny apron to serve Uncle Steve and his friends. My breasts kept sneaking out from the sides of the apron while everyone watched. My back was totally bare for everyone to see. They began to touch my naked body and play with my body when I serve them snack and beer. Slowly they became bolder and started playing with my breasts, my bum and my pussy. Eventually they fucked me in front of Uncle Steve, one fucked my pussy, one fucked my ass hole and one more fucked my throat... I cum hard on Uncle Steve's chair. It was the most pleasurable orgasm I have ever experienced.
Later during my shower I asked myself did I just fantasize about me being a young little fuck toy for Uncle Steve. I let Uncle Steve's friends play with my body and fuck me freely. Isn't that a fuck toy?
Regardless, fuck toy or not, it was good! It was fucking good! I told myself.
I felt like I had committed a big crime when Uncle Steve came home. I turned on his personal laptop and read his private messages without his permission. I can't imagine what will happened if he found out. At the same time, I was very excited seeing him.
"Are you OK Nikki? Your face is red. Fever?" He quickly checked my forehead temperature.
"I am OK Uncle Steve."
"Nikki, you can stop calling uncle. Just call me Steve, I am not so old, right?"
"Just call me Steve."
"Ok Uncle Steve... sorry, Steve I mean."
"That's right. No need to be so formal."
"By the way, you look terrible today. What happened? Tell me."
"No Steve. Nothing, really."
