Chapter 1 - Creepy Uncle Finger Fucked Me During My Mom's Birthday Dinner

Hi! My name is Lei and I am 18-years-old. I will be sharing my sexual experiences with you all through different chapters. I hope you enjoy it.

Hi! Please scroll down and check out my pictures at the bottom of the page first before you start reading my story. I want you to visualize what I look like and what I'm wearing so you have it ingrained in your mind as you are reading. I hope you enjoy it. XOXO -Lei

"Knock, knock. Your favorite uncle is here."

My Uncle Rob, who was my adopted mom's sisters' husband, had barged into my bedroom swinging my door wide open. I was laying on my bed with tears rolling down my face, not wanting to be bothered, as I had just gone through a breakup. Just minutes before, I was on a FaceTime call with my now ex-boyfriend, Jacob, fuming with rage as I confronted him about pictures and videos that my friends took while they were shopping at the mall. They caught him red-handed holding hands, cuddling, and making out with an older man. I couldn't believe that the person that I had been with for the entirety of my senior year of high school was cheating on me, but to add insult to injury, he had masked being gay this entire time. By the end of the call, I broke off our relationship which is why I am a total wreck. We were voted the best couple of our senior class and were supposed to attend prom together, in just a few days, but to save myself the embarrassment, I decided that I would skip the event all together.

Uncle Rob's expression changed immediately from excitement to worrisome when he heard me sniffling as I was curled up in a fetal position underneath my blanket. He then closed my bedroom door and sat on the edge of my bed as he asked, "What's wrong Lei?"

He was the last person I wanted comforting me at this very moment. The three words that would best describe my relationship with Uncle Rob were weird, creepy, and uncomfortable. My Aunt Linda started dating him six years ago, just after I turned 12, and it was just weird from the get-go. He was a nervous wreck, sweating profusely, and tripping over his words when he laid eyes on me as my aunt introduced us for the very first time. From then on, he would continue acting weird every time we were in the same room together, hovering around me trying to strike up conversations about the most random of topics while awkwardly using slang words that my friends and I would use.

Later on through the years, his weirdness turned into creepiness. I was one of those girls who developed quiet rapidly which begun during the start of my freshman year of high school. I quickly noticed that I was gaining a lot of attention from boys at my school and random men when I am out and about. The mixture of my Asian and Spanish genes ran wild during puberty.

Uncle Rob had given me the a weird nickname, "Unicorn", which he explained was because I looked nothing like the rest of my family. I stood out due to my darker complexion and exotic appearance. I was adopted as an infant by an unmarried single female, who I now call my mom, where her, her parents, and her two older sisters, were as white and Americana as can be. Every family photo we took, you can pick me out instantly where I looked out of place.

The same goes for Uncle Rob who has been married to my Aunt Linda for a few years now. He has joined me as the other person within the family who looks different than the rest. Uncle Rob is a tall, 55-year-old, muscular, black man who owns a gym and works as a personal trainer and body builder. He had been married twice before he met my aunt and my aunt had been single her entire life before she got with Uncle Rob. My Aunt Linda treated and protected me like I was her daughter due to her not having any kids of her own. She expected Uncle Rob to do the same. What she didn't know was that Uncle Rob was actually someone that I should've been protected from.

Uncle Rob is the biggest creep I knew where I have caught him plenty of times staring at my tits and ass. I've also noticed him constantly using his phone to take pictures of me when he thought I wasn't looking. It does irk me that I have no idea what he even does with the pictures that he had captured and if he shares it with others.

You might also be wondering why Uncle Rob was even here in the first place. Well, it's because my mom invited her father, sisters, their significant others, and her best friends to a small get-together dinner at our home to celebrate her birthday.

As I wiped my tears from my face with the the palm of my hand and lifted my head off the bed, I faced Uncle Rob and responded in annoyance, "Can you go away? I don't feel like talking to anyone right now."

He then stood up from the edge of my bed, still concerned as he said, "If you need someone to talk to, I'm here for you Unicorn. I'll make sure to save you a seat at tonight's dinner." As he held onto the door knob about to exit my room, his eyes veered to the side where he saw a small bag, labeled Victoria's Secret, sitting on top of my night stand.

Rob tends to cross boundaries, especially with me, which is why I feel so uncomfortable being around him. He teases me all the time by saying the most sexual things and covers them up as jokes. He touches me inappropriately and makes it look like it was an accident. He provides me with unwanted affection, like long hugs and hand holding, that is not typical of a uncle-niece relationship. I've told my mom about what I have experienced when Rob is around, but my concerns get disregarded where I'm made to feel like I am overreacting.

With a curious look, he hovered above the opening of the bag, peeking inside to see what I bought. He then said as he placed one hand in the bag, "It looks like you went shopping recently. You don't mind if I take a look do you?"

I did mind, but before I could sit up and swipe the bag from my night stand, he had already pulled out a tiny, black laced, g-string panties and a matching black corset that I had bought to wear after prom. Jacob and I had reserved a hotel room near where our prom was being held and planned to have sex that night for the first time. I was highly sexually active with past guys that I have dated but not with Jacob. He didn't seem to be interested in being intimate with me, which I now know why. While we were dating, it was so hard to suppress my horny thoughts and lustful urges, but thank God for the invention of dildos and vibrators, which is what I have been using to get myself off and fulfill my sexual needs. I was looking forward to wearing something sexy and revealing to get Jacob in the mood to fuck me that night, but now plans have changed where returning the lingerie was my only option.

As I thought about what could have been, I remembered that I had masturbated this morning using my favorite 8-inch black dildo and placed it, after I came, in that same Victoria's Secret bag. I was horrified to see the outline of my dildo, layered with dried cum, in the hands of my uncle. He had such a huge grin plastered on his face as he peeled off the lingerie that covered the dildo, exposing the head and the veiny shaft of my toy while saying, "Damn! This dick is huge and fucking thick. Are you able to take all this?"

I immediately snatched the dildo and lingerie from his grasp and placed it under my pillow as I blushed in embarrassment. I then stood up from my bed, not answering his question, and pushed Rob out of my room while furiously shouting, "Don't you have any manners? Why would you touch my stuff without my permission? Can you get the fuck out of my room now!"

I slammed my bedroom door in frustration and laid back down on my bed in a prone position, face down on one of my pillows, screaming at the top of my lungs, and wishing this horrible day would end soon.

*****

An hour had passed since I kicked Rob out of my room. I had cried myself to sleep, but the sound of knocking and my mom's voice woke me up from my nap. "Hey Lei, we are about to start dinner soon. Come join us."

As I laid on my back, stretching my arms out towards my bed frame, one of my hands navigated underneath my pillow touching the dildo, corset, and panties that I grabbed out of my uncle's hands. I sat up on my bed and pulled them out placing each item, one by one, back into the Victoria's Secret bag. My dildo was the final thing that I held. Just the sight of my large black toy was enough to get me in the mood to fuck. I could feel moisture building up in my cunt as I stroked my hands up and down the shaft of the dildo and placed the head in my mouth while I used my tongue to lather the tip with my saliva. Before I put the dildo back into the bag, I peeled off my blanket that covered my body, completely removed my pajama shorts, and started pounding my pussy hard, deep, and fast with my toy. It didn't take long for my body to shake uncontrollably in orgasmic pleasure as I squirted my creamy cum all over my dildo that I held deep in my quivering hole.

After playing with myself and cleaning up the mess my cunt had made, I transitioned quickly to my closet to figure out what I was going to wear for tonight's dinner party. One thing you should know about me is that I hate wearing underwear. I normally go full commando with my outfits unless someone specifically tells me that it is mandatory that I wear undergarments.

With my young, 18-year-old, hour glass figure mixed in with my huge H-cup sized tits and round peach shaped ass, it is nearly impossible to find clothing for my body type that is flattering, fits well, and also fashionable. I do not intentionally try to show off more skin than I should, but it's so difficult because my favorite outfits that I love wearing and the current styles and trends that I follow may be the culprit to why some feel I dress inappropriately or portray the assumption that I am a big tittied slut who loves to show off as much skin as possible by wearing as little as possible for the sake of garnering attention from men and to make other women jealous.

As I struggled to find an outfit to wear that would be appropriate for tonight's occasion, my other aunt, Kerry, knocked on my door and yelled, "Hey Lei. We are about to serve the first course of the night. Please hurry and take a seat at the dining room table soon."

I was flustered and stressed knowing that I was running out of time to figure out what I was going to wear. I basically just blindly grabbed a top from my closet and quickly found a matching colored bottom. The top that I put on, without a bra underneath, was a cream-colored, tight-fitting, long sleeve, cut-off, very low v-neck opening sweater that showed off my flat stomach. The sweater didn't provide a lot of support where I felt like my tits could pop out at anytime with any slight movement that I made. As I looked at myself in the mirror I noticed that I was showing so much cleavage that one may think why I even wore anything in the first place if I was going to expose most of my tits.

The matching bottom I found was a form fitting, cream colored, mini pencil skirt that sat just below my ass cheeks. I decided not to wear any panties as usual but did find black high heels underneath my bed that I haven't worn in years. I also wore a couple gold rings that my mom had passed down to me from her mom who just recently passed. Rushing to finalize my look, I took the rest of the limited time I had left to straighten and comb my long black hair that was parted in the middle while also putting on a bit of makeup.

As I opened my bedroom door, I took one last glance at myself in my body mirror. I truthfully didn't feel like I was dressed even moderately appropriate for the occasion. I thought I looked like a high class prostitute with my tits bulging out of my top and my skirt being so short that it ran up with every step I took. I basically had to hold down the bottom of my skirt to keep my ass from being exposed.

I noticed that everyone was already seated around the dining room table as my two aunts began serving the first course of the night. As I walked closer, trying to find an unoccupied seat, Rob gestured me over and pointed to an empty chair next to him, which was at the end of the table. I rolled my eyes in annoyance knowing that I didn't have a choice but to sit beside him.

Uncle Rob was being creepy as usual. He had a huge grin plastered across his face as his eyes followed me while I walked towards the empty seat and sat myself down. He then leaned over in my direction and whispered, as I was the only one who was able to hear what he said, "You look very sexy tonight." I immediately reacted by leaning away with a disgruntled look on my face disgusted with his inappropriate creepy comment.

I redirected my attention to my Grandpa Harry who sat directly across from me. I noticed he had an empty seat next to him as well but saw a small framed picture of my grandma on the table directly in front of the chair that was unoccupied. I was about to ask if I could sit next to him but didn't anymore knowing that he wanted to keep the seat empty in honor of his late wife.

As I ate the salad that I was served, I could feel Rob's eyes longly staring at my cleavage. I tried to block his view with the arm that I wasn't using to eat with, as well as stretching the left side of my v-neck top to cover up more of my boobs. I was trying my best to ignore Rob, but it was difficult as he leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "I'm just curious. Were you playing with your black toy after I left? You were in your room for quiet a while before you came out here with us."

I almost choked on the lettuce I was chewing when he brought up my dildo. He would not stop his creepy whispering as he continued, "Your mom was telling us that you have prom this weekend. I assume the things you bought were for your boyfriend. You know, maybe you can model the things that were in that bag I found for me later in your room and I can tell you if your boyfriend would like it or not."

He then leaned back in his chair, showing me the huge bulge in his pants, as he said, "I know I'm family, but I just got to say, your tits look amazing with the top you have on. I bet your boyfriend gets a hard on every single time he stares at those pair of beauties."

Before his wife sat down next to him after serving everyone their salads, he had one last thing to say to me while he used his right hand to rub on my upper thigh underneath my mini skirt, "You know what? When we are done with dinner and everyone is in the backyard drinking wine, we can chill in your bedroom, maybe watch a movie or something. What do young people call it nowadays? Netflix and chill?"

I'm not 100% sure if Uncle Rob knew what the slang "Netflix and chill" even meant. For those who don't know, that term is used to communicate that you want to fuck. I don't think that was what he meant when he said that phrase and was just humoring me saying words that would make him look cool.

I tried swiping his hand off of me while I closed my legs, but he was just too strong. He was able to pull my legs apart under the table and eventually his massaging hands grazed my smooth pussy lips. He turned his head, immediately facing me in excitement, with a devilish smile knowing that I was panty-less. His massages turned into finger poking as he inserted the tip of his middle finger inside my now moist cunt.

I flinched, jumping up out my seat and dropping my fork that I was using to eat my salad. My Aunt Linda was just getting settled in her seat as she heard my fork hit the table-top. She then asked, "Hey Lei, what happened? Are you okay?"

I was in shock that my uncle had the audacity to thrust a finger in my pussy without my consent that I was not able to say any words when responding to my aunt. I just blurted out the sound of "MMM-hmm" while I nodded yes with a fake smile on my face. My heart was racing as I sat there biting my lip and grabbing a handful of the white table cloth that covered the dining room table struggling to keep my composure while Rob slowly plowed his finger in and out of my pussy hole. While he finger fucked me, he was looking the other way, interacting with his wife and other people around him.

My grandpa softly coughed multiple times to get my attention as he subtly pointed at my chest. When Rob initially placed the tip of his finger in my pussy, I flinched where my right tit fell out of my top. I felt so embarrassed while trying to keep calm as Rob continued to rape me with his finger. Grandpa Harry gave me a smile and an "ok" sign with his hand telling me that he enjoyed seeing me exposed. I quickly placed my tit back into my top and looked away from him in disappointment.

Rob knew exactly what he was doing to me. The deeper and faster he shoved his middle finger into my tight little hole, the hornier and wetter I got. I had to bite my lip, close my eyes, and focus on my breathing to not let out a moan in front of everyone at the table. As I opened my eyes before I came, all I could see was grandpa with a look of concern and confusion across his face as he continued to watch me not knowing that I was being finger fucked under the table.

I reached for a cloth napkin and placed it under my ass to cover the seat I was sitting on from being stained with my pussy juices that were dripping out of me. I knew I was about to cum soon. Everyone, except myself, Uncle Rob, and Grandpa Harry, were facing my mom who sat at the opposite end of the table, as she told stories from her past. Rob started to degrade me as he whispered, "You look like you are enjoying yourself right now. You love being fucked, don't you? I bet you crave dick all the time. Don't hold back now. Let it out! Squirt on my fucking hand you fucking slut."

I couldn't hold it anymore. I covered my mouth with both my hands to mute my moans. My body started convulsing as I lifted my ass up off the chair. Both my tits feel out of my top flashing grandpa again. This time my tits were bouncing wildly everywhere while I came hard. Squirt after squirt after squirt, this was the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced. My pussy was on fire where my cum juices rushed out of me like a waterfall, lubing the outer edge of my asshole, and creating a huge puddle on the napkin that covered my seat.

I stood up from my chair as quickly as I could and ran to my room without excusing myself from the dinner. As I shut my bedroom door, I overheard several people, including my mom, ask Uncle Rob and Grandpa Harry if they knew why I had abruptly left. I could hear their confusion of what triggered me to leave the dinner unexpectedly. Rob followed up by lying to the group as he told them that I was nauseated and not feeling well today.

A couple of minutes later, there was a knock and the sound of my mom's voice penetrating through the door, "Hey honey. I just wanted to check in and see if you are you okay?"

I opened the door and relayed that everything was fine. I went along and repeated the lie that Uncle Rob had provided about me not feeling well. I wanted to tell my mom so bad what Rob had done to me tonight, but I didn't want her to accuse me, like she always does, of overreacting and making me feel like I was in the wrong. I did ask if it was okay with her that I skip the other festivities and be left alone for the rest of the night. She nodded in agreement and said, "Of course Lei. Get some rest. I'll have one of your aunts make you some soup and bring it over to you later tonight."

As I got settled in my room, a text came through on my phone from Rob. It read, "Hey Unicorn. Just so you know, your aunt gave me your number and wanted me to check in on you. How are you feeling? I let everyone know you were not feeling well, which was why you left. I saw that your mom went to talk to you. Just wanted to say, no need to bring up what we did at dinner with anyone else."

I didn't respond immediately as I took a few minutes to gather my thoughts and think about how I should respond back. I was still pissed at myself that I allowed him to take advantage of me sexually in front of so many unsuspecting people. He treated me like I was a fucking dirty whore that you could pick up on a street corner and do whatever you pleased. He had used me like I was a sex doll raping my cunt with his finger for his personal sadistic pleasure.

I finally texted him back typing just one sentence in all capital letters, "DON'T FUCKING TEXT ME AGAIN!"

He didn't listen, as I suspected, and sent me another text but this time he also added an image of a large, hard, black cock that looked to be similar in size as my dildo. I was on the verge of blocking his number, but the image had renewed my sexual urges.

Rob wrote, "After you left, I went to the bathroom and rubbed the cum you squirted on my hand all over my dick. What do you think?"

I didn't want to admit it, but the way Rob fingered my pussy tonight had me in a euphoric state that produced the best orgasm that I ever had. I couldn't believe that the person I despised the most was the one who provided me with such an amazing sexual experience. My thoughts and decisions had been clouded by the lust that I desperately craved. I had suppressed much of my sexual urges for far too long that I couldn't help but to pursue my lustfilled desires and cravings.

The right and smart thing that I should have done was to not respond and just straight up block Rob's number, but that was not what I did. My pussy had taken over my decision making which led me down a path that I morally shouldn't be following. I let go of my inhibitions by texting Rob back the following, "Fuck! Your cock looks so much like my toy but yours might me a little bit bigger."

Rob responded quickly, "It definitely is bigger. My dick got limp since I sat back down for dinner but I can get it back up again and show it to you in your bedroom so you can compare the two."

I then texted with sex engulfing mind, "Bet!" and added a devil smiling emoji.

I followed up immediately with another text, "I think your wife or Aunt Kerry was going to make me soup and bring it over to my room tonight. Instead of them, why don't you bring my soup over to me."

He responded back with the same slang word that I used in my prior text, "Bet!" He actually used it correctly, understanding that it meant "Yes."

My horniness got the better of me as my body had been deprived of actual real cock for the past eight months. It would also be the first time, since I met Uncle Rob, that I actually wanted to be around him. I still hated Rob as a person, but was very excited to introduce myself to his cock.

Fifteen minutes had passed since Rob's last text when I heard a knock on my door. I then asked, "Who is it?"

A male voice responded, "It's me, your favorite uncle."

I opened the door and saw Rob standing in front of me with a stunned look on his face and his jaw literally dropping to the ground as he held a bowl of soup. I had taken off my dinner attire completely and was standing in front of Rob butt naked as I said, "I'm feeling better already."

Uncle Rob hurried into my room and quickly shut the door. I could feel his sex hungry eyes on my naked body as I took the bowl of soup from his hands and placed it on my computer desk walking it over slowly while I swayed my hips from side to side. I didn't mind his creepiness at all at the moment. It actually made me even wetter knowing that dirty thoughts about me were swirling in his head as he stared at my ass and tits that bounced with every step I took.

With a devilish smirk on my face, I took out my black corset and matching panties from the bag I had them in, and used my other hand to grab my black dildo as I spoke to Rob in a sexy and sensual tone of voice, "Take a seat on my bed and let's get this party started."

To be continued...