Speaker 1: Hey, you filthy animals, Welcome back to the camp to Dark,
the only place where your confessions get wetter than the
stories themselves. I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight we're diving
deep into cheating, ownership risk, and raw unfiltered lust. So
buckle up and here are some teasers of what you
will hear in tonight's episode. A drunk husband passed out
on the same room while his hot forty somethings wife
gets eaten, fucked and covered by the resort gig worker
helping them to their cottage. And a finally or a
freshly divorced mom in heels and slutty robe who answers
the door for a date ends up taking a massive
facial that leaves her eyes swollen. The next day, Mom
hat off, come slid on. And finally, a wife who
cheated and then signed her in tie your free will
away in an ownership contract. Now she cleans the house naked,
serves as friends, and gets used as a cum dump
whenever he wants or Face's brutalful punishment. Total twenty four
to seven sex slave and these are just some teasers.
Stick around, and here right now is our audience question. Segment.
Have you ever completely restarted your sex life after a
long dead relationship or marriage. Here's what I want to know.
What was the first I'm free or I'm reborn sexual experience?
It made you feel alive again? Did it heal you,
corrupt you or both? And would you do it all
over again? Drop your answers in the comments or send
them in to Nikki and Ikky at dear Nikki dot com,
anonymously at the website at dear Nikki dot com under
the Confession stab, and of course over on Disco Lord.
We are here Monday through Saturday live at eight pm
Central Standard Time, and the show is always bad free
and you can listen for you as well. I thought
I heard you beat me. I'm like, oh, Ed, would
you say? Okay, here's tonight's redel Are you ready? John? Okay?
I kind of think I did this one earlier, So
if I did, we'll change it up. We'll find another one.
When you don't know what I am, I am something.
When you know what I am, I am nothing good?
You maybe get it. Keep that in your dirty little
mind and I'll answer you at the very end of
the show. Do you have a guess Okay, you know
what time it is. It's time to sit back, relax.
Let's have a whiskey with some filthy cherries, of course,
and explore some erotic fantasies. Frown people just like you
and me, Dear Nikki, Well to day is one for
the books. I had the day off, so I did
some cleaning inside, a little yard work outside too, no
rain in the forecast, Perfect day to repaint our mail box.
My boyfriend had grabbed the paint over the weekend and
I told him I'd handle it so low, quick job,
and I could catch a little sun while doing it.
So there I was out front in my bikini top
and tiny tight white shorts, tits basically spilling out three
white claws deep, feeling good and a little buzzed. That's
when a hot little blonde from Kitty Corner maybe nineteen
to twenty two hundred pounds hundred two pounds, soaking wet,
decided to cross the street in a perfect walking her dog.
I smiled and said, hello, perfect day, I called out.
She looked me up and down with this little smirk
and replied, could be better. I laughed and shot back, yeah,
like if we were in my swimming pool or something.
She grinned and said exactly and kept walming, walking harmless,
furt I thought. But sixteen minutes later, after I'd finished
the second coat, she walked past again on her side
of the street. I figured that was that. I cleaned
up my mess and headed inside to wash up. Not
even four minutes later, the door bell. I opened the door.
There she stood this bitch in nothing but a tiny
red bikini, holding a cute pink pool towel. Splash, splash,
she said, with a wicked smile. My name is Katy.
I introduced myself, already tingling between my legs. Holy fuck,
she was even hotter close up. I invited her in,
told her I'd throw my swimsuit bottoms on really quick.
As I headed to the bedroom, she followed like a shadow.
When I tried to close the door, she stiff armed
it open, grabbed my face, and the next thing I knew,
we were both tumbling on to the bed, kissing like
we were starving. It was straight out of a movie,
and I was loving every second of it. She clearly
never planned on swimming. We didn't waste time. Clothes came
off fast, both of us shaved smooth, both of us stripping.
We ate each other out like we'd been waiting for
it forever, tongues everywhere, fingers deep inside her perfect little
tits in my hands. She came first, shaking and moaning,
and then I came right after her, hard than I
have in ages. Afterward, I started feeling guilty. I'm still
in a relationship. I just cheated on my boyfriend. But
Katie came out of the bathroom glowing, reminding me how
fucking fun it was, and I walked her to the
front door. She stepped onto the porch, turned back with
this devilished look and said, don't worry about your boy
He came inside me on Friday. You two are both cheaters.
What my boyfriend has been breeding this little cumslut the
whole time. I'm still reeling Do I break up with him?
Or do we start tag teaming this girl together? This
is honestly crazy, signed your son kissed and still went
very confused. Well, I didn't see that twist coming. I
don't know about you. I did not see that coming
at all. I thought we were about to console her
and give her advice, and I didn't see that one coming.
So the universe really did deliver the perfect day. Huh.
The way she just showed up in that red bikini,
instant heat. I was, she was just you know, strong
armed at her into the bed, you know, from the bedroom.
I was like Psycho e e, you know, single white
female and you know, and you know the other movie
that I can't think of right now, Glenn Close and
all that. I immediately started thinking crazy woman. Turns out
she had other ideas. Honestly, they both were wrong. I
mean that that is what it is, right. I mean,
how I'm gonna ask my ask the author, how are
you feeling right now? Still guilty or mostly horny or plotting?
Have you confronted your boyfriend yet? Are you tempted to
invite Katie over for a pool day with both of you?
I think if that's how I would that's how I
would do it. I think I would. I'd invite her
over like that and just start making out. I mean,
if everything else is cool, That's how I think I
would do it. If I was a very I don't
know how would you do it? John? Which I mean,
I really don't think either one of them have a
place be mad here? You know, questions for my listeners,
would you comfort him, immediately kick him to the curb,
or turn this into a hot threesome situation. Have you
ever had a neighbor surprise you like that? At No,
this is why I don't fuck where I eat. I'm
just saying. Spill your own confessions below, or you can
always send them to the links in the show notes.
I I don't know. I mean, I I don't know.
I think though, if they're gonna consider a threesome, if
it was just sex, I think I'd invite her over
and maybe make out with her in front of them,
maybe try a threesome. But remember, things like this do
not bandage relationships. So do we do the talking beforehand,
knowing or do we do the talking after because it's
not like the neighbor showed up and said here, did
even then talk? Yeah? I would think. I think so
because if this chick's gonna do it for you, because
she sounds a little kraikray dear Nikki, it's just like
it sounds, Nikki. I shared my girlfriend with all my friends,
and fuck, it was one of the hottest nights of
my life. It was a guy's night at my place,
just me, four of my closest buddies, beers flowing and chilling.
My girlfriend came home way earlier than expected from the
club and crashed it and weren't mad at all. She
looked insane, tiny black leather mini skirt that barely covered
her ass and a tight red strappy tank top with
no bra. Her nipples were poking through, and every time
she moved you could see the bottom of her ass cheeks.
Keeping it chill got real difficult, real fast for all
of us. I caught her flirting hard with my best
friend Ben, touching his arm, laughing at everything he said,
and biting her lip. After a few more rounds of drinks,
I got bold and said, Babe, I bet you won't
suck his dick. She looked at me dead in the eyes,
dropped straight to her knees in front of em, and
pulled his cock out just like it was nothing. Ben
looked shocked inclanced at me, but I smirked and egged
it on. She started took stroking him slowly, then wrapped
her lips around his head and took him deep. Once
she didn't stop, I'd pulled my own dick out and
started stroking the other guise all followed. In minutes, she
was bent over the couch, one cocked down her throat,
one buried in her tight pussy getting fucked hard while
the rest of us waited our turn. We passed her
around for over an hour. Every single one of us
took her, filled her up, came on our tis it's
her face, her ass. She was dripping and moaning the
whole time, loving every second of it. By the end,
she was a beautiful, cum covered mess. She curled up
on the couch as still leaking, and passed out with
the sweetest, most satisfied smile on her face. Signed the
Luckiest Boyfriend Alive. Well, that kind of escalated, escalated, escalated
from a guy's night to a full on gang bang
really quick, John, How many guys nights of those have
you had? Like twelve? Like every time you have a
guy's night ends up, but a full gang bang? Right.
I love the way she didn't even hesitate. It's like
he dared her and she was like, I'm no wimp
and she just went down on her knees. I've got
to say that's pretty hot, you know. I think if
I was pushed like that and I was a little tipsy,
I think I would not with twelve guys, though you
know you're your gentleman knights that you tell me about.
It's pretty hot. I'm making the shut up guys. He's typing, typing, typing.
He's probably panicking as he's typing. That did escalate it
really fast, yet it did, although I did say escalated
like her ass. Oh question for my listeners out there,
would you ever share your partner like this with your friends? Ladies?
Have you ever been the center of a night like
that and loved it? Drop your confessions blow, especially if
you've been to one of John's boys' nights. I'm dying
to know. You can send them to Nikki and Ikky
at Dearniki dot com anonymously through our website at deerniky
dot com unto the confessions tab, and don't forget. You
can always join us over on our Discord channel with
the famous John in his great Gang Bang Stories he
always tells Monday through Saturday, eight pm Central Standard time.
Thank god. He can't faster than I could type faster
that I could talk, if I could even hands on
the wheel. Brandon, Hello, good evening, Oh I missed a captain.
Oh goodness, Well help you know, in and out. Sometimes
that's all it takes. I'd be a pissed off bitch,
but sometimes that's all tangs uh do, Niky. I finally
let that guy I used to work with fuck me,
and it got rough, filthy and intends as well. We've
been texting again after a few years back when we
worked together, he was always trying to hook up, but
I never did, even though I fucked a couple other coworkers.
He got salty about the friend zone and we stopped
talking for a while. But when we were catching up casually,
when I mentioned my back was killing me. I'd taken
a muscle relaxer and was drinking, so I was feeling surple,
relaxed and floaty. He offered to come over and massage
me twenty five minutes away. I knew exactly what he wanted,
and tonight I was finally ready to let him have it.
He showed up quick started with a wet, sloppy making out.
Then he yank my thin tank top down, went straight
for my tits, mulling them hard, twisting and pulling my nipples.
It hurt in the best way. I just moaned quietly
and let him take control. He started ripping my little
pajama shorts down and growled, you finally gotta let me
fuck you. I shrugged and said, sure, why not? Wrong answer?
That set him off. What do you mean? Why not
you spread your legs or everyone else but me? Before
I could even respond, he had one hand around my neck,
the other gripping my ass. I told him he could
leave or fuck me. I didn't care. That only pissed
him off more. Oh, I'm not leaving. You're gonna pay
for being a slut while you friend zoned me. He
flipped me over, shoved my face into the couch cushions
with my ass up, yank my shorts down to my knees,
and forced my legs wider with his knee. I tried
to say I wasn't well enough yet, but he didn't care.
He pushed his cock inside me anyway and started pounding
me so hard I was screaming into the cushions. He
kept calling me a slut, a whore, a bitch, slapping
my ass, pulling my hair, and shoving my head down.
Take your fucking slut, Shut the fuck up. Then he
pulled out Madmie dropped to my knees and shoved his
stick in my face. I went full horror mode, looking
like a lollipop, rubbing it all over my face, sucking
his balls, making it sloppy as hell. He spit in
my mouth, slapped me across my fee, then sat back
and watched me worship his cock while he called me
his good little cock sucking whore and struck my hair. Finally,
he bent me over again, focked me even harder until
I was ready to come. I moaned, empty your balls
and signed me, and that pushed him over the edge.
He filled me up deep. After we caught our breath,
I laughed a little and said, Jesus Christ, I didn't
know you were that mad. He just smirked and said, yeah,
I feel a lot better now. I got awkward after that,
he left without giving me that back massage. Signed the
reformed FriendZone slut who finally took her punishment. Now, see,
if I was going to act like bitch you that way,
I'm gonna get my back massage first, and then I'll
you know, I wouldn't act that way until I got
my back massage, or at least part of it. I
was selling somewhat relaxed, but it did go really fast
from you know he's coming over to you a casual
back massage, which we all know is code kind of
like Netflix and chill now to raw an angry hate
fuck really quick, the mix of degradation, the roughness, and
you still chose to let it happen. I do kind
of like it though. It was hot, even in a
dark consensual way. And for my author, how are you
feeling about it now that the muscle relaxer is worn off,
turned on by how rough he got or a little shaken?
Would you let him come over again? Or was this
a one time for release for all that built up tension?
And for my listeners, have you ever had an angry
puniti of sex with someone who held a grudge like that?
Would you let an old flirt finely punish you the
way he did? And ladies, how rough do you like
it when a guy is working through frustrations? Drop your
confessions below. All the links are in the show. I
do like it rough, but remember I'm not that deep.
So eventually you're gonna bruise my servix and it's gonna
hurt like fuck. So yeah, he wondered how fart was
gonna go my allergies. I swear excuse me, Dear Nikki.
I'm a thirty five year old married by guy, and
I just had one of the hottest nights of my life.
My body, who I've known forever and fooled around with
for years sucking and fucking the works, came to visit
for New Years. My wife and kids are out of
town visiting family, so it's just us. We were hanging out, drinking,
getting horny, and swopping stories about other guys we've played with.
We casually mentioned he'd never had BBC. I was shocked,
and I told him we were fixing that right now.
We jumped on the apps, found a hot guy nearby,
explained the situation. He was dead immediately we met up,
and damn he was even better in person, tall, built
and packing. We started making out and fooling around on
the couch. I pulled his cock out and my Body's
eyes went wide. Oh wow. We took turns kissing and
licking it. Then I started sucking him deep. After a
few minutes, I told my body it was his turn.
He went back to work on that big black cock
like he'd been waiting for years for it, moaning, slurping,
clearly loving every inch. Soon he begged the guide to
fuck him. My body bent over the top, rolled on
a condom, and slowly worked his thick cock into my
friend's ass. Once he was buried deep, I stepped up
and fed my dick into my body's mouth. We spit
roasted him perfectly, me fucking his throat while this hung
stranger pounded his ass. I only lasted a few minutes
before I pulled out and pain in my body's face
with a huge load. The guy kept fucking him hard,
then pulled out, ripped the condom off, and unloaded all
over my buddy's back. I leaned down, kissed my cum
cupbed friend, and licked some of my load off his face.
While he went to clean up in the bathroom, I
dropped on my knees and licked the tops cock clean.
When my buddy came back out, we all thanked each
other and sat our goodbyes and left floating on cloud nine.
An amazing experience, yours truly, the married by BBC Matchmaker.
I have never been a match maker for anybody, specially
in the sex department. I'm not goin ever gonna be.
I don't think I ever could be one questions for
my author. How did your buddy feel afterward? Did he
say lived up to the fantasy? And has he or
you been texting that b B guy ever since? Probably
very sore. I'm gonna guess sore. And bye guys. For
my listeners, have you ever introduced a friend to their
first BBC or set up a hot threesome like this?
And has anyone been on the middle acting spit roasted
and covered? You know the drill. Drop your questions and
details below. I do answer every single one, and it'd
be interesting. The way Darcy explains is just turn on them.
Oh what is it called the the Mail? It's like
you turn it on and they might just end up
in your front hand, like you're in your grinder. He's like, yeah,
just turn it on and the all in and up
in your front yard. I'm like, wow, let's just pull
up a chair and turn it on and see what
kind of org you can have in your front yard.
Oh dear, I'm gonna get in trouble again. No one
can say they haven't thought about it before. Could you
imagine having an app like if you just wanted to
watch that you can turn on and magic people would
just show up wherever you're at and start fucking, like
in the front. I mean, fuck the neighbors. Right, there's
an orgy in my neighbor's yard. Well, I can't either
be interesting though one's a pastor. Hey, those fuckers are kinky.
I'm just saying they can be very keen. Ki, They're
quite you know, Dear Nikki. I'm a young Columbian girl
and I just gave my newly divorced older neighbor the
night of his life. Earliest this year, a couple moved
next door. One night, I came home drunk and accidentally
tried to open their door with my keys. The husband
came out, let me inside for water, and that's how
we met. He's always been super flirty and complimentary, while
his wife was cold. Turns out they were heading for divorce.
She had already moved out and served in papers. My
parents hosted a Chocolata Columbia Christmas Hot Chocolate night, and
he showed up alone. We talked, He opened up about divorce,
and the chemistry was electric. If we weren't in public,
I would have jumped him right there. Tall Norwege Norwegian
guy with a tad bod silver hair and that older
man energy I love. I flirted hard, touched his arm,
made my parents a little uncomfortable, and when he was
ready to leave, I offered to walk him home. At
his door, I teased, are you gonnavite me in for
a night cap or close the door in my face?
He got the hint. We opened a bottle of wine.
He poured out his heart. I started caressing his arm,
telling him his life wasn't over and plenty of women
would still want him. Wait kissed. When he got excited
to undress me, I slipped into the bathroom and came
out completely naked and straddled him. I asked him to
tell me every single thing his wife never did for him.
The look on his face was pure hunger. I gave
him the sloppiest, nastiest blow job of his life, eye
contact the whole time, sucking his balls, licking his taint,
then rimming him while stroking his cock. He was babbling
and losing his mind. He warned me he was about
to come, so I deep throated him, stuck my tongue
out to lick his balls, and swallowed every drop while
I held my head down and groaned like he was dying.
I looked up innocently and whispered, I just swallowed your babies.
His legs spasmed and another spurt shot out. I licked
that up too. He told me the last time his
wife swallowed him was forty two years ago on their honeymoon.
We moved to the bedroom after he recovered, and I
wrote him hard while he took out years of frustration
on me, gripping my hips, calling me his bitch, fucking
me with a raw hate doggie style, and pulling my
hair while I slammed back on him. But in Missionary
he turned so tender and loving, kiss me deep like
I was precious. I wanted to give him something special,
so I did a full split on his cock, facing away,
bouncing and twerking while calling him pop, and that broke him.
He roared and pumped me full of coum while I
milked him dry with my signature twerk. When he slipped out,
I let him watch his load leak from me. Then
I laid on his chest. He started crying. I held him,
kissed his head and let him know how unwonted and
undesirable the divorce had made him feel. Being with me
made him feel alive again. We cuddled for a long
time before I left. I kissed him and casually said,
next time, you can have my ass. The way he
had to hold the door frame almost made me laugh.
I've been busy with finals, but once they're done, I'm
going back over. There's so many fantasies I want to
make real for him. I just hope he doesn't fall
in love. I'm too young to settle down, but damn
this feels good. Signed the Flexible Colombian cum Swallower. I
think that's a great way to bring him back to life.
Just being a deep throat come Swallower. I have to say,
if I was to be with someone that was going
through a divorce and you know, I definitely would say,
what's the things that she wouldn't do that you want done?
I definitely would say that. And hello, Cjay? Is that right? Yes? Cejay?
How are you tonight? I saw you pop in at
the end of that questions for my author, how's it
been since that night? Have you ever seen him again yet?
And did you let him take your ass like you promised?
Do you think he's catching feelings or is he just
enjoying the rebound? Ladies, have you ever given an older
divorced guy the full menu treatment like this and loved
being his fantasy girl? I have, and he wasn't divorced.
And guys, what's the hottest welcome back to life sexual
experience you've ever had after a divorce, breakup, or death.
Bring your confessions below. I'm soaking up every detail and
you can email them to me at Nikki and Ikky
at darnigi dot com, anonymously through our website at darniggy
dot com under the confessions tab and join us over
on Discord Monday through Saturday eight pm Central Standard Time.
And it's a free listen and ad free. So John,
is this up your alley? There you go. I like
when people actually have when couples have the best sex
and the best connections of their lives. But I've got
to admit hearing something like that. While there's ladies out
there like this like me, that are willing to test
our own boundaries by pleasing the partner we're with, Like
showing an old dad or an older dad or an
older woman that they still got it. It's pretty hot too.
Like sex isn't dead, it's just different. I think once
we're seasoned. It isn't only bit better. We may not
be able is to last as long as we did
in our twenties or whenever. But I think we're more
seasoned in our sex, or at least I hope. And
if we're still just exploring, that's just as good too.
I always tell a woman, especially I met a woman
once that just said I'm just not interested, and it's
right after menopause. Those happened to uti so stink, and
I remember telling her that that she just needs to
read discover her body. You know. That's the thing. When
we age, we just don't We aren't turned on by
the things that may not be turned on by the
things that we were before we went through menopause. And
that's okay, But just hanging it up and giving up
is very sad to me. So it's like, Okay, let's
find out what we do like now, you know, and
go from there, and then we can start branding out again.
So no one ever should hang up. I'm going to
get laid sex cape ever. Dear Nikki, we were at
a girl's only dinner party last weekend and everyone got
properly drunk and stupidly horny. My beast friend and I
started talking about how much we sometimes missed the single life,
just being able to be total sluts without the guilt.
We were both complaining about our boyfriends would rather keep
chatting and drinking with friends instead of dragging us home
to fuck our brains out when we were tipsy and dripping.
Then she got a little sad and confessed that her
boyfriend basically never eats her pussy and isn't very horny
in general. The look in her eyes broke my heart.
I hate seeing my bestie like that, so I told
her I had to pee and asked her to come
with me to the bathroom. The second the door locked,
I pushed her against the wall, yanked her pants and
panties down to her ankles, dropped to my knees, and
buried my face in her pussy. God, she tasted incredible, sweet, wet,
and so fucking eager. I ate her like I was starving,
licking every inch, sucking her clint tongue tongue fucking her
while moaning about how deliciously she was. She trying so
hard to stay quiet, but her legs were shaking and
she was whimpering my name. I didn't stop until she
came hard all over my tongue, grinding my face and
flooding my mouth. When she finally stopped trembling, I looked
up lips shiny with her cumb and told her I'd
eat her pussy anytime she needed it, especially when her
boyfriend won't. She looked at me like I just saved
her life. We bet, fixed our makeup, and walked back
out to the group like nothing happened. Honestly, this isn't
even the first time like this has gone down in
our circle. We've always had each other's backs and pussies,
and I hope we can keep taking care of each
other like this forever. Yours, Truly, you're a drunk bestie
personal pussy eater. Now that's having a girl's back. I'm
telling you I'm not in that kind of relationship With
my two really close girlfriends. I might call them a
you know, someone to do it and like schedule them
an appointment like a erotic massage or a male prostitute,
but not this question for author, has your bestie taken
up you up on that offer again since that night,
and does she return the favor or is this strictly
you spoiling her. I'd hope it goes both ways, but
it'd be okay if it wasn't, if she was okay
with that, And be ladies for my listeners. Have you
ever eaten out or been eaten out by a best
friend when your man wasn't doing his job? Would you
let your girls take care of you like this on
a regular basis? Spill the tea or you can also
send them to Nikki and Ikky at dear Nikki dot com,
anonymously through the website at dear Nikki dot com under
the confessions tab, and of course over on Discord eight
pm Monday through Saturday. Just follow the link in the
show notes. So what do you think? But I mean,
I know you take care of your wife though, John, Yeah,
I'm glad you hear you. Hey, Nikki, I was nervous
but so fucking excited. It was my first sex party
with my partner, Barbie themed. I cut my dress so
short my ass was barely covered and you could see
my pussy if I bent over, even a little seven
inch heels hair done up. I felt like a total
slut and I loved it. Before we even loved the house,
I already knew I wanted to falk two or three
other guys that night, and I had two in mind.
The vibe when we got there was perfect, chill, high energy,
easy to talk to every one. It felt like stepping
into another world. As the night went on, we connected
with couples, singles, and the guy I had my eye on.
He asked about our desires right away. We told him
my partner loves watching me and I love being watched.
He grinned and said that's hot. I'd love to make
it happen, and promised to find us later. There were
three play rooms. My favorite was a knotty sex dungeon downstairs,
pillows everywhere, a cage, pulsing music. I lost track of
the time in there. Ride At midnight, things exploded. The
guy came over, asked our boundaries. My partner said preferably
no kissing, but we never tried it without hesitation. The
guy pulled me in, kissed me deep, then made out
with me while looking at my partner and asking how
he felt the confidence, the permission, the trust. I was
instantly soaked. He took my arm and led us downstairs
to the dungeon. He lay down on the pillows, and
the next thing I knew, I was licking and sucking
his cock while my partner ate my pussy from behind.
Having a new dick in my mouth while my man
was right there devouring me was an ultimate turn on.
After a while, the guy asked if he could fuck me,
and I said yes. You put a condom on, but
it ended up coming off of me inside. My partner
found it later while fingering me, and I just laughed.
That's what you get for using a condom, he said.
The sex was hot as hell. I got to lick
my partner while getting fucked from behind, but I still
wanted more. We went out for air when my partner
took me back down ripe. Next to us was a
married swinger couple we'd flirted with earlier. Fucking next to
another couple is insane. You feed off their energy like
a live porn. You can actually touch. The wife asked
if she could lick my pussy and I said yes,
then started fingering her too. Feeling her tongue on my
clip while my partner was buried deep inside me was
next level. At one point she was licking his cock too.
I was making out with my man, getting my nipples
sucked by both of them, getting fucked, getting licked. I
felt like the center of the universe. Then he spotted
the second guy I wanted. I told my partner to
call him over. He told me to do it himself,
so I did. He joined us. No kissing, but everything
else is on the table, both guys licking my nipples,
hands all over me while I made out with my partner.
I was an absolute bliss. When the second guy had
to leave to check on the djay, my partner and
I finished each other off. He finally came deep inside me, warm, thick,
dripping out of me, exactly what I'd been craving when
we went home round two a m. Driving with his
come leaking out of me was hot. The second we
got home, we fucked again, raw in ticks, claiming sex.
I came so hard, woke up the next morning sore
but still horny. He brought me coffee and we fucked again.
This night unleashed something in me, the trust, the freedom,
the pure pleasure. It brought us so much closer, and
I'm officially a party slut now until next time, kisses
and hugs the barbie party comes slut. That is a
whole other word, Bartie Barbie party, come slut Wolly. I've
been to several sex parties. They're all different in size,
I mean, not one size fits all. So that was
kind of fun. From confident kiss that broke the rules
to the double guy split roasting energy to the girl
and girl while getting fucked. Wow, this was a whole
bunch of stuff going on, and I wouldn't say no
to any of it, especially the having sex next to
a couple. That is something I would like to try.
I think, you know, definitely, I think that would be hot.
Even if I just got fingered and I sucked him
while we watched, that would be really hot. Questions for
my listeners, have you ever brought your partner to a
sex party and watch them or be watched and get
absolutely railed? And what's the wildest first time at a
party store you have, Ladies, did your first group experience
unlock a new level of slut energy like this? You
know the drill? The links are in the show notes
and I can't wait to read every one of them.
This would be hot. I can't get this one on
my head. I think so far, I think this is
one of my favorite ones, just saying dear Nikki. I
was married for twenty years, but it's officially over now.
Divorce wasn't some explosive mess. We just fell out of love,
dead bedroom shit communication, and the kids are old enough
to get it. During the marriage, we played a little
same same room sex with another hot couple one swap
also hot but not his thing. MMF. I loved it,
he didn't. M f F. Great but awkward. After a
few nights ago, I finally had the house to myself
and invited over our guy I've been dating. We've only
done some heavy groping and oorls so far, and I
was dying for a proper fuck. I answered the door
in black heels in a short robe. I pulled him
into a warm hug, letting the robe fall open to
show off my tight black panties and boob high black vest.
I bought a size too small on purpose. I accidentally
guided his hand straight into my chest. Then led him
to a dimly let living room. I brought him cold beer,
sat in his lap with my legs draped over him,
and let his hands roam everywhere, especially my big natural
double dee tits. Then I dropped to my knees, pulled
out his thick, hard cock and gave him a long,
sloppy blow job right there on the couch. I fucking
love sucking dick. He was begging to move in the bedroom.
I grabbed him by the cock and pulled him there,
like a good little slut that I am. We flucked
for two hours straight in every position I could think of.
He slapped my ass and my tits new discovery. I
love that, grabbed my waist and bounced me up and
down his cock like I weighed nothing. He was total control,
and I let him. When he was ready to come,
I wanted it on my chest, but I misanngled and
took a huge load straight my eye and all over
my face. My eye is still a little swollen the
next day, but honestly worth it. It felt so good
to finally take the mom hat off and wear the
slut hat again. Signed you're freshly divorced, double decum target.
You know there's a fetish for that, for I coming
somebody to come on, come in your eye. Yeah, it's
a thing. I'm like, no, no, no, no, no no, no,
it's bad enough any classes now, and I have my
peripheral vision is not as good, so like, if you
were to stand shoulder shoulder, I wouldn't see you. You
have to kind of almost walk almost in front of me.
I mean I could drive legally still, but still is
a key word. But yeah, no nobody masons my eyes,
that's for sure. Questions for my author, how did it
feel the morning after still riding the high or any
oh shit, I'm single moments? Have you had this guy
you're newly divorced and open more adventurous play or keeping
it casual for now? And are we how's the eye doing?
That's another thing I want to know. How's the eye
open doing? And how did you you know, fix it
kind of thing? And do you think he's willing to
explore him the map with you? That I'd also like
to know. And for my listeners divorced or newly single people,
what was your first I'm free sexual experience? Like did
it feel as liberating as this? And ladies, how do
you feel about getting your face covered when a guy's
really that worked up? Drop your confessions below and make
sure you follow the show notes to let me know privately.
I guess that's maybe why I'm a little afraid to
have somebody come on my face because like the eye
and it swells, and this is that part was my
whole nightmare, just saying dear Nikki. Sex with my boyfriend
has always been rough and degrading, name calling, slapping, being
man handled, but this night last year was on another level.
It started as a normal evening. I got home early,
cooked dinner and wore a thin sea through pajama set.
He couldn't keep his eyes off me the whole top meal.
The second I finished the dishes, he dragged me into
the bedroom, slammed the door, and pinned me against it.
He ground his hard bulge against my ass while his
hands robed under my shirt, squeezing my tits and pinching
my nibbles hard. I begged him to move to the bed,
but he ignored me, kissing and sucking hickeys onto my
neck before spinning me around. He kissed me roughly, then
smacked me across my face, shoved me down by the shoulders,
and pinned my wrist above my head. With one hand.
He ripped the belt off, wrapped it tight around my wrist,
then pulled his cock out and started slapping my face
with it. Stick your tongue out, he ordered. He slapped
the head against it for a moment before ramming it
straight down my throat. He fucked my face mercilessly, hands
benn and only pausing to spit on me when he
was ready. He pulled out and painted my face with
his first load. He made me keep sucking him while
I was still covered and calm, then remove the belt
and told me to crawled to the bed on all floors.
He slapped my ass hard, tore my pajamas off, and
whipped me with the belt over and over until my
legs were shaking and I could barely stay up. Then
he fucked me doggie style right in front of the mirror,
slow and deep at first, then brutal pounding thrust. He
used the belt on me again, pulled my arms back,
shoved his fingers in my mouth, and made me watch
myself get destroyed while he called me a pathetic slut.
He pushed my face into the sheets, fuck me even
harder so I couldn't stay quiet. He flipped me over,
choked me while I was staring into his eyes, slapped me,
spat on me, and kept taking photos and videos the
whole time. Towards the end, he made me hang my
head off the edge of the bed so he could
fuck my throat again. I was trembling, marked up mess
when he finally pulled me back on to the bed.
He shoved my ripped shirt in my mouth as a
gag and fuck me in the tight cuddle position, warning
me that if I made a sound I wouldn't get
his come inside me. Right as he was about to come,
I moaned and immediately pulled out and covered my body instead.
He left me there, covered and used while he cleaned up,
then came back and helped me. It was the most intense,
degrading night we've ever had. I couldn't walk properly for
two days and wore his marks all weekend. I loved
every second of being completely used. Yours truly Daddy's pathetic
come denied little slut ah. I love my throat fact,
so the final position was my favorite. However, that being said,
I don't know if I could do all this. It
would have to be a really intense connection. It's not
on my radar. I think maybe if I saw it
in person, like if I went to a dungeon and
experienced this, I think I might. I'd least like to
see it. I don't know what about you. I mean,
I think it would be hot. I think watching anything
you know or any any person's fuck is hot, and
now they express themselves is hot. However, I don't know
if this is for me, but I'm curious. Questions for
my listeners, Ladies, what's the most degrading thing your partner
has ever done that you secretly were not so secretly loved.
Have you ever been denied a cream pie as punishment
and actually enjoyed the frustration? Drop your filthiest stories in
my inbox. The link is in the show notes. No,
I'm not good being frustrated, like at all, like non, zero,
zilch none. Hey, Nikki. Around three months ago, I was
doing a gig work at this breathtaking lagoon resort. What
happened that night was easily the wildest shit I've ever done.
Because she was a married woman. The party had wound down,
and I was assigned to help guests kip back to
their cottages by Bucky. Around eleven p m. The stunning
forty something woman came into the lobby with her very
drunk husband and asked for a ride to the room.
After we got there, she asked me to help carry
him inside and lay him on the bed. He was
completely out. Suddenly it was just the two of us.
She faked me with a tight hug, then pulled back
and smirked, looks like someone's got very excited while staring
at my bulge and cleavage she was showing. Before I
could even respond, she grabbed my dick through my pants
and whispered, am I not hot enough? I kissed her hard,
right there next to her sleeping husband. We made out
like animals. She started stroking me slowly while I tried
ripping her clothes off, but she stopped me teasing teasingly
stripped herself down to the sex the purple lingerie with
the high wasted panties. She looked like an absolute goddess.
I kissed every inch of her, pushed her onto the couch,
pulled her panties to the side, and devoured her pussy,
fingering her deep. She tasted incredible. Less than ten minutes in,
she squirted all over my face and tongue. I was feeral.
She pulled me up, sucked and licked my balls like
a pro, then took my whole cock down her throat.
She spit on her hand rubbed her cock soaked pussy,
and slowly sank down on me, grinding and moaning. It
felt amazing, but I needed more. I bent her over
the couch for deep back shots while she leaned back
to kiss me, and I laid her down for missionary.
I wanted to pound her senseless, but had to keep
controlled because of her husband right there. A slow the
risky strokes felt even felt air. Suddenly, she begged me
to cover her mouth. The second I did, she squirted again,
shaking and moaning into my palm, but she pushed me back.
She gave me one of the best blow jobs in
my life, finishing me all over her perfect tits. The
next morning, where our paths crossed, she grinned at me
like the dirty little secret and walked off with her
husband like nothing happened. Married women really are the wildest.
Fucking them just hits different yours. The resort gig guy
who painted and married mouthed tits that was completely risky,
but hot. I got amid that, eating her out and
making her squirt twice while her drunk husband was right there.
And then that morning after I have to know, did
you guys hook up again? You're really straining. Uh oh,
I'm not sorry. Listeners, have you ever fucked or been
fucked by someone with their partners sleeping in the same room,
married or taken people? What's the riskiest place you've ever cheated?
Drop your filthiest confessions below. He just got off after
last night? Oh, well, tonight's tonight. You can get off again.
You can always email them to me at Nikki and
Ikky at dear Nikki dot com, anonymously through a website
at dear Nikki dot com under the confession's tibe, and
also on disclod you can conflirt with me just like Johnnis.
The link is in the show notes. Well, you know,
Dear Nikki, last year, I made the biggest mistake of
my wife. I cheated on my husband. I spent weeks
begging him daily for forgiveness, crying, pleading, doing anything I
could think of. One night, I dropped to my knees
at his feet in total desperation. He grabbed me by
the hair, dragged me to the dining room table, and
sat me down. There were two sets of papers in
front of me. One was a vorse agreement that gave
me nothing. Everything split in his favor. The other was
contract titled ownership and big bold letters. Before I could
even read it, he told me the choice was mine,
sign the divorce and walk away, or sign away my
free will to him completely and try to save our marriage.
The contract was intense. If he was ever going to
trust or forgive me, he needed total control. He would
choose what I wear or don't wear. I'd be locked
in the house until he decided. Otherwise, while he was gone,
I muld clean the entire house completely naked. Any slip
up meant punishment. When his friends came over, I'd serve
them however he wanted me, dressed or undressed, had use
any whole of mine any time he wanted, and so
could any guest he allowed. Punishments were would be severe,
and often so no reason other than his pleasure. I
would be nothing but his toy, his property of means
of release. At any point I could say no and
it would be all end and divorce. But if I accept,
I had to sign both the ownership contract and the
divorce papers as proof I was choosing this. Then wait
for him on all fours, fully nude as the front door,
with the papers in my mouth. I didn't hesitate I
signed everything right there. It's been a wild ride with
some rough bumps, but honestly it's been working for both
of us. I've never felt more owned, more used, or
more wanted in my life. Signed the Hubby Hubbies locked
in naked house slave. Huh you do? II? Yeah, I
do too. But I'd have to know where the limits are, Like,
are how the greeting over gonna be? Or is this
just I'm afraid you slut whenever you need me to be.
As long as it didn't get into any ikey stuff.
I think I could do this to make up for it.
You know, it's a little controlling. Yeah, if I was
allowed to still do this while he was at work, Yeah,
I could do this. I mean i'd have to have
something to do, not just I mean, I guess I'm
cleaning and cooking. That's something that I don't know. It
depends on the dude. Maybe this is my answer. I
think that's my answer. Oh goodness, that going from cheater
to being full owned sex wa thats one hell of
redemption arc. I didn't expect kind of this, I mean,
even though it was in the teaser and it was
common just int aware questions for my audience, have you
ever signed away control like this a contract TPE twenty
four to seven dynamic after fucking up in a relationship?
Ladies who have been reclaimed by their men? What's the
hottest part of being fully owned? Or really? Anybody can
answer that? Drop your confessions below. All the are in
our show notes. And we heard about the risky resort
hook up with a married woman while her husband passed
out just a few feet away, raw adrenaline, squirting and
zero regrets. We felt the post divorced freedom of a
thick cock and a facial that left battle scars. And
we dove into the dark intensity of a cheating wife
who traded her freedom for total ownership and a daily
naked service. What can we learn? Sometimes the hottest sex
comes from risk and taboo, Sometimes it comes from total surrender,
and sometimes it comes from a finely saying fuck it
after years of dead bedrooms. The common thread when you
stop playing it safe and actually chase what turns you on,
whether that's danger, degradation or total freedom, you come back
to life and own your slutty side. It's hotter when
you do. And now it's time for our rental or
a lot I like that. Okay, are you ready? Okay,
when you don't know what I am, I am something.
When you know what I am, I am nothing, And
let me know if you want me to repeat it
one more time you want the answer, or you will
repeat it. It's a riddle when you when you don't
know what I am, I am something. A riddle when
you know what I am, I'm nothing. I thought it
was good. All right, it's time for your naughty chucking.
I was hornier than I've ever been in my life,
a deep, aching throb between my thighs that made my
pussy clench around nothing. It was a sticky July Friday,
my last summer before college, and the house was gloriously empty,
parents gone for a week. I'd spent the afternoon scrolling
filthy erotic stories, watching sweat slicked men crown through workouts
on Instagram, and dipping into porned clips that left me dripping.
By four pm, I couldn't take it anymore. I needed
real cock, thick, raw, no strings cock. I ordered pizza
from our usual spot, knowing their drivers were mostly older
guys in their thirties and sixties. My heart raised as
I skipped naked in my bedroom then slipped on the
tiniest purple bikini I owned. Oh wait, you were not
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tuck in audio where my soft voice whispers all the
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Go on over to Patreon dot com portslast Dear Nikki
for more details to links in the show notes that's
sent for tonight, You beautiful sexy devians. Thank you for
confessing and listening and just being as filthy as I am.
If you have wilder stories than these, don't forget to
send it in to Nikki and Ikky at Dearniky dot com,
anonymously on our website at jarniki dot com under the
confessions tab, or join us over on our Discord channel
every Monday through Saturday eight pm Central Standard time. You
never know I might read it next time. Until then,
stay sweet, stay wet, stay brave, and I'll see you
in the dark and This has been Nikki signing off