*Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz,* My phone rattled on top of my nightstand. I struggled to open my eyes.
"Who could possibly be calling me this early?" It was my oldest sister Alyssa.
"What does she want?" I thought to myself.
I fumbled for my glasses. I looked at my notifications, 5 texts and 3 missed calls. I checked my voicemail.
*New message: Saturday 8:28am "Hey, call me back as soon as you get this."
*New message: Saturday 8:47am "Nikki, pick up your God damn phone--this is important!"
I called my sister, "hey, you called?"
"I need you to get dressed and be over to the house ASAP, it's an emergency."
"Emergency my ass," I thought, "it's probably another favor. It better not be babysitting either."
I got up, showered and got dressed. The Texas heatwave had been awful the last two weeks. I put on an old baggy and very plungy v-neck tee, a zebra print bra, my favorite purple thong panties, leggings a cardigan and my crocs. I headed over to her place.
"Wtf, you're really wearing a sweater in 107 degree heat?!" She mockingly laughed at me.
"What the hell, why are you always covering them?" She questioned me yet again.
It wasn't that I was ashamed of my body, quite the opposite actually. I'm 27 but get told frequently that I look much younger than I am. That's mainly due to the fact that I have tiny hands & feet and doe eyes. I have long, soft dark brown hair with purple highlights. I'm what's generally referred to as thick. Curvy and full in all the right places. I've been blessed with thick thighs--a round plump butt--and a full 38DD cup chest that looks massive on my 5'2 frame.
My sister's--especially Alyssa are constantly teasing me because I opt for comfort over style. Often looking dowdy with my oversized clothes and constant use of hoodies and sweaters. I don't really care about what they think. I'm going to do what makes me happiest.
What few know--or few in my everyday life know is this that I'm a huge exhibitionist. I love sneaking around--whipping out my tits & ass and snapping quick pics and videos. I love showing off my curvy body on various social media platforms. This kink's been a major turn on for a few years now--the riskier the more turned on I get. I'm generally a shy person--so this 'hobby' is the perfect outlet for me. I've had this fantasy of fucking a random follower for a while now. I've been talking to this guy, 'KingCock69' (Drew) for a few weeks.
Usually a childish username such as that would be a huge turn off and just generally rub me the wrong way. Drew was different somehow, always replying to my posts with the sweetest words of encouragement. In a sea of idiots, he was seemingly different. Genuinely interested in getting to know the real me--a me that extended far beyond my body.
He's charming, thoughtful, funny, sincere and sweet. All the things that most men aren't. I've been planning on meeting up with him for lunch and hopefully more. What I've really been hoping for is to find someone whom I felt comfortable enough in person to spend time with and hopefully they would be open minded enough to fuck me on camera. Recording my own sextape and sharing it on social media is a fantasy that I've had for a while now.
Drew and I had talked for a while about making this sextape, still I was an introvert at heart and was cautious about a face to face meeting. I decided this was gonna be the weekend that we'd finally meet--even if it were just for Starbucks. Time to roll the dice.
"So what's this 'emergency' all about?" I sarcastically asked Alyssa.
"Jonathan got tickets to the game!" Alyssa excitedly exclaimed.
"Baseball," I rolled my eyes. "How boring I thought."
Who wants to drive a few hours--sit in the sun for a few hours more watching grown men hit a ball. Then drive a few more hours home. This 'emergency' better not be her asking me to babysit.
"Nikki we need you to watch the baby, he won't give you any trouble-- I promise. He'll sleep all day--all you'll have do is check on him a couple of hours. Jonathan set up the baby monitor last week."
"Look, it's got a camera and a microphone. You can literally check it from the couch. We'll be home before you know it. Besides the baby loves his auntie--you're his favorite." Alyssa explained.
"Yeah, some 'favorite.' You know damn well what happened the last time I babysat for you-he cried the minute you left. Besides--I already have plans." I replied.
"Psssh, 'plans' ...you--little miss Karen always with a head a book--dressed like that?!" She laughed at me.
"Yeah sure, 'plans.' Well cancel them because I have no one else to do it. Mom's busy and you know Diana and Denise have their own kids to worry about." Alyssa said in a dismissive tone.