Speaker 1: Hey, you, you filthy listeners. Welcome back to Nicky after Dark,
the show where your wildest, dirtiest confessions come to life.
I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight we're celebrating one of
the hottest kings around, that irresistible pull toward older experienced
dilfs and the risky situations that make us lose all control.
And here's a teaser for some of the shut things
you'll hear in the show. A younger woman with a
mass of daddy issue seduces a hot married dilf at
our apartment gem then gets railed scentless in exact bed
he shares with his wife while family photos stir them down.
A married hot wife mom gives a thick dilf the
sloppiest kitchen blow job of his life while her husband's
downstairs watching the kids during a play date. And a
young nanny walks in on her married boss stroking his
cock to her insta Graham to ride him hard in
his office chair right before his wife comes home and
they all sit down for a family dinner with com'm
still dripping out of her. It's always amazing when people
do that. But first I want to hear from you.
Tonight's listener question is completely different. Of course, what's the
most spontaneous sexual thing you've ever done with someone you
had just met or barely knew, And would you chase
that kind of instant, no strings chemistry again or to
prefer getting to know somebody first. I think a mixture
of both is good, you know, I mean, you can
always go I like the idea. I've never had a
well I have, like the guy that we got caught
by the older people coming home when we're I was
blowing him. Yeah, we've took off. I never knew his name.
We never exchanged names, but we had numbers, so yeah,
I don't even remember his name, so I don't even
really can It was just a blow job, that's about it.
And here's our dirty rental. Sometimes a finger goes inside me.
You fiddle with me when you're bored? What am I
are we gonna take a quick guess? I don't I
scheduled a pocket. I don't know. We'll have to figure
that at the end of the show. Because I honestly
I wrote this. I put it together well, Darcy and
I put it together like a couple days ago. I
don't even remember. Sometimes I put my scripts where we
put scripts together for weeks in advance, and I'll know
the answer then and then yeah, no, so I don't
know the answer to this one. I'll be surprised as
you today, but I'm like you, I'm gonna say, pocket
you know what time it is, It's time to sit back, relax,
Let's have that whiskey with some filthy cherries, of course,
and explore somebrotic fantasies from people just like you and me.
Dear Nicky, I've been listening to your show for years
and it's honestly one of my favorites. I've always wanted
to share some of my own experiences, but I kept
putting it off until now. I was eighteen, back in
twenty eighteen, fresh out of the entrance exams and finally
free for the summer. I'd always been pretty wild, but
that summer I was ready to go all the way.
A few days after exams ended, I dragged myself to
my apartment's gym for the first time in ages. It
was almost empty that evening, and that's when I saw him.
He was the definition of a hot dilf tall, salt
and pepper hair, well built ridiculously handsome, and I had
a massive daddy issues of time, so the second I
laid eyes on him, I was done. For the next day,
I showed up in tight yoga pants and a black
sports bra, which felt super scandalous in India, and finally
worked up the courage to ask him for tips. His
name was Rorin changed obviously. He was super sweet, helped
me through my entire workout, and we ended up training
together regularly. He told me he had a twenty three
year old daughter studying in the US and that they
used to work out together, knowing I was younger than
his own daughter while basing replacing her in the gym. Yeah,
that did something to me. Day by day, I got bolder.
I started wearing shorter shorts, tighter tops, thinner bras. I
asked him to spot me closer, brush against him accidentally
to make sure he got a good look. He never
made the first move, but I could see and feel
his eyes on me, His hugs lingered longer, he stood
closer when spotting me. The sexual tension between us got
thicker every single session. About four weeks in he texted
that I had to drop his wife off at the airport,
she was going to visit for parents for a few days.
Perfect timing because my mom had just left town on
a business trip too. The next day, at the gym,
the air was electric. I was in a black sports
braw and tight athletic shorts, and he looked insanely hot
in a black shirt and gray joggers. We could barely
focus on lifting. After the workout, he gave me some
laying excuse about coming over to his place for water.
The second the door closed behind us, I turned around
and kissed him. He resisted for half a second before
penning me against the wall and kissing me like he'd
been starving for it. His hands were all over me,
squeezing my waist, groping my ass, exploring every inch while
I ground hard his bulge against me. He was an
incredible kisser, and making out with him already filled better
than most sex I'd ever had. He pulled off my brawl,
played with my tits, then me up like I weighed nothing,
and carried me to the bedroom, the same bed where
he shared his wife. Family photos were staring down at
us from the walls, and there was a big mirror
beside the bed. He whispered how long he'd been holding
back how fucking hot I was and how he was
going to fuck my brains out. I dropped to my knees,
pulled down my pants, and his eyes went wide. He
was huge, definitely over eight inches, thick, painy, and raw hard.
His wedding ring was still on his finger while he
stroked himself in front of me. I was nervous, but
so turned on. I told him he was the biggest
I'd ever seen. He just chuckled and said to do
whatever I wanted. I sucked him as best as I could.
I've gotten way better since, using lots of spit and
looking up at him while he called me a good
girl and told me to suck daddy's cock. He eventually
it came hard down my throat. I swallowed most of it,
but some dripped on my tits. He laid on my back,
ate me out like a pro, but kept edging me,
refusing to let me come until I did it on
his cock. When he finally pushed inside me, it hurt
at first because he was so big and thick, but
after a few slow, deep thrusts, the pain turned into
pure pleasure. He fucked me harder, whispering how much tighter
and hotter that I was than his wife. While his
hand wrapped around my neck, I came so hard I
was shaking and screaming. He flipped me onto all fours,
pulled my hair, spank me, and fucked me even rougher.
Then he put me into prone bone and used my
body until he exploded deep inside, filling me up. I
was a complete mess, come dripping on me, but I
loved every second. We were both exhiled. But he asked
if I wanted to stay the night. Obviously I said yes.
For the next few days, with both our places empty,
we didn't stop fucking. We christened almost every surface in
his house, your horny little home wrecker. I don't think
I could do I hope she didn't do it again
in the bedroom. I don't think I could do it
again in the bedroom with all the family photos. I think,
knowing that my parent was gone out of town, I
think I would have brought it back to my place.
That there's no but I mean, that's a kink, so
I get it. But I like the tension in the gym.
I honestly do like that. Not that I want to
have sex in a gym, but if it happened, it happened.
But I do like that happened there because you're already
working out really really hard. And I'm wondering, little horny
Roe home wrecker, the fact that happened in his marital
bed with family photos watching. Did it kind of kill
the mood and you switched to watching yourself in the mirror?
Or didn't make it even more intense? And listeners, would
you have gone for a married dilf like that at eighteen?
I probably would have, not that I did. And have
you ever had an insane sexual tension in a gem
that finally exploded? The photos would be really hard? Yeah, Batty,
I akree. It just there's something about yeah, I mean
knowing they're married and choosing to and having it there.
But I mean, if you're just fucking would it really
bother you? I mean, if you're I mean, it sounds
like she's not looking for an emotional attachment, she's just horny.
So are we thinking this is just a quick fuck?
It could turn her on? Now, I do like watching
someone work out, but and I'm saying this, but it's
a turn on. But then I would I would like,
let's go to the shower, clean off, start for play there,
and then had to bed and fuck. Unless I was
working out too, that's probably different. But I run really hot,
so I don't know if I want hot, sweaty sex
right after we unless it happens to be while we're
working out, you know. So I just I've been saying
about sweat that's my thing, not in the yum way.
I don't know. I mean if I was maybe, if
I was all I'm thinking logically, so maybe if I
was all horned up and lust land as we say here,
maybe I would. So you have me thinking, no, Betty,
Dear Nikki, I've been living the hot, live, swinging life
for a while now, and let me tell you it's
fucking awesome. After a few weeks ago, I took my
kids to the park and immediately spotted this super hot
divorced dad with his own kids. From the second I
saw him, I knew I was going to have to
have him. Baby girl always gets what she wants. That
same day, I walked home right up to him and
told him about our lifestyle, that I'm married, my husband's
totally cool with it, and that I'd love to be
his personal cock sleeve. The look on his face was priceless.
He was shocked that a married mom at the park
was openly offering to take him balls deep down her throat.
We spent the next few weeks having innocent play dates
with the kids while texting the filthiest shit in between.
Yesterday he finally came over for another playdate. The kits
ran off to play, and my husband went downstairs to
the basement to keep an eye on them. That left
Dilpin me alone on the main floor couch. I was
dressed to kill, tight lulum on leggings that showed off
my camel toe. I pushed up sports brawl and a
super low cut sea throw cotton t shirt that put
my tits on full display. My hair was in a
high bony tail, perfect handibors. You know. I could feel
him staring at my ass, tits, and pussy the whole time.
We started with a normal conversation while I got bold
and rubbed my foot up his sigh and over his crotch.
I loved feeling a soft cock grew under my foot.
Once he was fully hard and straining in his shorts,
I straddled him and started grinding on his lap. He
grabbed my ass and moaned, thrusting up against me. I
was so fucking horny. I leaned in and whispered, Babe,
I need to taste you, just even just the tip.
He was nervous about the kids, but we both knew
his little brain had taken over. He pushed off, pulled
his shorts down, and let a thick cock sprang out. God,
he was so thick, average length, but I knew deep
throating him was going to be a challenge. I possession
myself so the kids would only see my back if
they came upstairs. That took him all the way to
the base in one go. Mm. He tasted so good,
especially with all that free com leaking for this comslant.
I looked up at him, locked eyes, and kept sucking
him deep while starting to straight into a soul. After
a few minutes, he got worried about getting caught, so
he decided to move to the bedroom, but we never
made it there. As we passed the kitchen island, he
suddenly shoved me down to my knees in the hidden
spot between the island and the counters. He grabbed the
sides of my head and started face fucking me hard.
This is what you've been craving, you, dirny horror, he growled,
almost came from his words. He ate my ponytail, slapped
my face with his thick cock and rubbed it all
over me, then shoved it back down my throat. If
the kids weren't here, I'd bind you over this counter,
You slunt, he hissed, never slowing down. Then, without warning,
he gripped my head with both hands and buried his
cock to the base, shooting a huge load thick straight
down my throat. I was choking and gagging, but I
stayed like a good girl and swallowed every drop. He
made me lick and clean his cock and balls completely
before pulling up his pants. He slapped my ass hard
and said something like you're welcome, horrer, before we went
back to acting normal. Knowing my husband could have walked
up and caught us at any moment, and that we
would have loved the view made it ten times harder.
Dilv is coming over again later this week for a
playdate with no kids around. I cannot wait to see
what he does next. Your greedy little park mom, come slut.
Have you ever picked up anybody at the park, Betty?
And this is a very bold move. I I don't
I have been with somebody at the park, but have
already picked him up. That doesn't count that so our
greedy little park slut mom, I think I said, all right,
getting face fucked in your own kitchen while your husband
and kids are down in the basement, Yeah, that's kind
of hot. I guess I would rather him take them
out and then text me and see if we're done.
That is crazy. I don't know the layout of their house,
but I think would be better if they went to
the basement, you know. And I hope he kept a
but he do laughs of them together, so one of
them didn't sneak away upstairs wondering here. And you mentioned
he's coming back. What's the one thing you hope he
does to you this time? And have you ever hooked up?
Those who are listening, have you ever hooked up with
someone while your kids were in the house? Would you
let your hot wife suck off a new guy in
the kitchen while you watch the kids downstairs? You know,
they would have to be at like Grandma's house or something,
as they'd have to be out of the house. That's
just too much for me. Oh, you have a sleep. Wow,
See I'm loud. I don't know how not to be loud,
so probably have to stick a sock, a clean sock
in my mouth something. How I don't know how to
be I don't, I don't know. And that the windows open.
That just turns me on evenmore. I loved you know,
my house is like in my backyards in a valley,
so it echoes. Yeah. And then when I was around
the UK, they were building a next level on a
house kind of catty quarter from where I was staying.
And eventually they they knew, like I knew, they would
take they would take their lunch break. When they would stop,
they would hear us and yeah my voice and apparently
we sound very American still when we come. I was
told that, yeah, anyway, dear nanny. Because of my massive
daddy issues, I've always fan his eyes about being an
older dad's hired help, not just taking care of his kids,
but being his personal slutty fuck toy on the payroll.
The idea of getting paid to be his little cum
dump makes me so fucking wet. It happened the summer
I turned legal. A friend of a friend's dad hired
me as their nanny. He was hot younger dad, let's
call him EM. I loved everything about him, the way
he looked at his tight white buttoned down shirts, and
especially those perfectly tailored pants that showed off the outline
of his big cock. We worked from home, and his
wife was a lawyer who practically lived at the house
with her late nights. The first things were friendly, but
I kept catching him staring at my tits, holding eye
contact way too long, standing super close, and accidently grazing
my breast. I knew I wanted to fuck him for weeks,
and with summer ending, I knew I had to make
a move. One day, I stole a flask from my
older sister, who took a few shots after the baby
went down for his nap, and walked into EM's office.
I was dressed like a little tease. I am a
crop white tink top with my hard nipples poking through,
and a short black tennis skirt with nothing underneath, and
a sleek black kitten heels. My hair was slicked back
in a low ponytail, perfect for if he let me
suck his cock. Because I love fucking giving head. I
opened the door and stepped inside. He spun around in
his chair and startled. His pants were unzipped and his
massive cock was in his hand. In the split second
before he minimized the screen, I saw exactly when he
was jerking off to my Instagram profile. Fuck that was hot.
His face was a mix of lust in panic. I
closed the door behind me, pulled my crop top off
in one move, and straddled him right there in his
office chair. He grabbed my hair, pulled me close, and
whispered in my ear, I've wanted you so god damn badly.
I reached down, guided his thick cock into my dripping pussy,
and we both moaned. I started riding him, slowly, then
faster and wilder. My tits bounced in his face while
he pinched my nipples hard and tugged them. I could
feel he was close, so I leaned in and whispered,
use me as the dumb come slut I am. The
second the words left my mouth, he groaned loudly and
pumped me full of his hot comb. It started leaking
out of me and down his cock. Immediately. Right as
I jumped off of him, the fucking doorbell rang. His
cumb was literally dripping down my thighs as I quickly
pulled my top back on and ran to answer the door,
and it was his wife. She'd come back because she
forgot her garage door opener at the office. By the
time I let her in and had cleaned up and
casually boiled water for spaghetti in the kitchen like nothing happened.
I ended up eating dinner with the whole family sitting
there with her husband load still inside me slowly leaking
into my panties. We kept fucking for the rest of
the summer whenever we could, and his wife still has
no idea daddy's secret paid comes slut, so paid come
slut walking in on him, jerking off to your Instagram?
Did you find that han? Did you find it powerful?
In that moment? We're just nervous as he looked. I
think I would find that powerful if I found somebody here.
Cant somebody looking at my stuff? You know in comes
let you mentioned this scratched your daddy issues, itch of
being a paid fuck toy. Was there anything else about that?
About the dynamic, the nanny roll, the secretary, the risk
that made it even hotter for you. I've never wanted
to be a fuck towy nanny. I mean, I get it,
it's hot, but you know, just a good old, sexy,
sexy secretary's good. Not for me and those are who
are listening. Have you ever hooked up with someone while
their spouse or kids were right in the house or
about to get home? Would you risk fucking the nanny
or being the nanny while the wife walked in or
could walk in at any moment you have that took
you a long time? Just write two words, Betty, So
have you actually done it? Or was it just a fantasy? Oh?
So you wear the fucking nanny? Okay, y ho? Do
he has stories? Guys, Betty's gonna have to write it.
You weren't the nanny? So who weren't you? Just a
were you the secretary? Housekeeper? I'm guessing Betty's sexy role
here just friends? A friend tells while they're family with so, huh,
I wonder if we should. I don't know if I
can reach out and see if anybody has any Easter ones.
I'm just thinking that I didn't know if I was
going to touch Easter like on Monday night. I have
to think about that. Dear Nikki, I'm twenty six year
old guy who's been going to the gym early morning
lately because there are more older men there at that time.
I need to make a mental note. Today started like
any other workout, but things got interesting in the locker room.
After my session, I hopped into the hot dub. It
was just me and one guy in a speedout. He
sat on the edge for a while and I couldn't
stop staring at his bulge. He eventually laughed and I
headed to the show. I picked the middle stall like
I usually do and took a long one, stroking my
cock the whole time, because that's part of my routine now.
I ended up coming on the shower floor and was
drying off when someone stepped into the stall next to mine.
The second I heard the water turn on, I turned
toward the big crack and the divider between our showers
and kept slowly stroking my still slips of dick. A
large arm with white hair reached him to adjust the shower.
Then I saw his thick cock swing into view. For
a moment, it looked fat and decently sized. He was
clearly watching me play with mine, and I could see
his own cock starting to harden as he stroked it.
My heart was pounding We made eye contact through the
crack a couple of times while we both jerked off.
After a minute, I grabbed my stuff, checked that the
clost was clear, and stepped out of my shower. I
stood right outside his door. He had locked the latch
and slowly opened it, letting me slip inside. The second
the door shut behind mine, I was rock hard again.
Seeing this older man completely naked did something to me.
I reached out grabbed his thick cock, stroking it a
few times before I squatted down and took him into
my mouth. It felt like pure bliss. I closed my
eyes and sucked on his fat head while stroking the shaft.
I stayed down there for a few minutes, loving every second.
I stood up for a moment, and he turned round,
offering his ass. I licked my fingers rubbed his hole,
but honestly, I just wanted to keep sucking. I told
him just let me keep sucking it. He turned back
around and I ran my tongue in slow circles around
his thick head, taking him deeper toward my throat. He
felt amazing. We heard some one coming, so he whispered
that we should probably stop. I whispered back that I
really wanted to see him come. He said he'd never
do that there, but he kept rubbing my back and
head while he stroked me. For a bit. I bent
down one last time sucked him as deep as I
could before I finally slipped out. I fucking loved it,
and I'm still thinking about how much I wished I
could have made him come down my throat. I'll definitely
be back for more older dick at the gym, A
horny jim boy craving older cock. I never thought about that.
It's kind of like when you go to the grocery store.
Older people are there too, like silver foxes, that kind
of thing. But I have jim stuff here. Oh okay,
horny jim Boy. That moment when you realized he was
jerking off to your you know, jerking off to you
watching your shower, hmmm, that would have turned me on too.
I'd have found a woman with their leg up and
really going to town watching me shower while I played
with my breast or wash my breast. That would turn
me on. I don't I think anything would. Kind of
like the Instagram thing on the last one, you just
find it creepy. I guess it depends on the mood.
I mean, they were already kind of attracted, you know,
well at least one of them was. It's not like
they were already I don't know I'm justifying it here.
I don't mean to be, but I think if I
found someone like if that got out of the hot
tab and you know, it's not like they were strangers,
never seen each other, you know, that's creepy. Yeah, like
it's night like he was in the shower and somebody
already started watching. That's the why I'm looking at anyway.
I could be talking myself into it, but I could see,
you know, your way the way that it seems, because
I was like, this is just a glory whole except not.
This is why I was kind of reading it. And listeners,
have you ever had a risky anonymous encounter in the
gym shower locker? Would you have let the younger guy
suck you off in public showers like that? Or do
you have gone further? I don't know if I would
have gone further, because like the gentleman said, you know,
not here. I don't do that here. But I I
think I would have said, lets meet up later, you know,
and ticket somewhere else, because if it's a really great
gem place or whatever restaurants, if you're doing in the
bathroom there, well I get kicked out. Dear Nicky, When
your husband is a total dilf top dick cock, high
sex drive and always ready to fuck, it's only a
matter of time before someone eager, tight young lass slides
into your spot in the bed and takes care of
him the way I could bottom should. That's exactly what
happened to me. My husband is the kind of man
who turns heads. Tall muscular, salt pepper beard, commanding presents
and a fat, vainy cock that stays hard for hours.
He's a natural top with an insatiable boot libido, and
while I love getting railed by him, I also loved
watching him destroy a hungry bottom even more. A few
months ago, we started inviting this twenty two year old
guy over, tight body, smooth ass, the kind of eager
energy that only comes from youth. The first time he
showed up, my husband barely said helo, before bending him
over our couch and sliding that thick cock deep inside him.
I sat back and watched as this kid moaned like
a whore, pushing back to take every inch while my
husband growled about how much tighter that he was than me.
Now it's become a regular thing. Some nights I'm in
the room stroking myself while my husband pounds him senseless,
flipping him on to every position, choe looking him, lightly,
breeding him deep. Other nights, I listen from the hallway
as the bed slams against the wall and the boy
begs harder daddy, over and over the hottest part. My
husband still fucks me too, But there's something so fucking
satisfying about knowing there's a younger, tighter hole waiting to
take my place whenever he needs it. I've even held
the boy's legs open for him, whispering encouragement while my
husband fills that eager ass with load after loload. No
jealousy here, just pure filthy enjoyment watching my dilf husband
get exactly what he deserves, A cut, cold, hot wife
hubby who loves sharing his dilf. So is it a gentleman?
They signed it? Interesting here? Okay, Betty, what are we thinking?
Because the way they signed it Luie Darsey sided. Okay,
it doesn't matter watching your husband take a younger tighter bottom.
Does it turn you on more than being fucked yourself?
Or is it the combination that makes it so hot?
You mentioned his eager moans like a whore? What's the
dirty saying? You've heard him beg for while your husband
was inside him and listeners. If your partner has a
high sex drive, would you be happy to bring a younger,
eager bottom or top to happily satisfy them. Have you
ever watched your dilf husband or boyfriend preed someone else
while you sat back and enjoyed the show? No, I haven't.
It's not even on my bingo card, but I don't know.
Both of mine say they're glad they're there. I'm the
one that has the high sex drive. So yeah, Betty,
do you think you would get the same comments I
do that you'd Are you the insatiable one like I am?
You're pretty? It's pretty equal. Yeah, I mean I can't
go when I'm really worked up. I can go and
go and go and go and go and go, and
then it seems like once I have that, I'm I'm
a low warm summer until I get really worked up,
and then it's when I get extremely horny. My molars.
It's almost like I have sinus pressure in the back
of my teeth when I get super horny, and it's
doesn't hurt, it's just uncomfortable. So I usually try not
to let my girl self get like that because I
get very rough with my demands. Betty's learning a lot
about me tonight, Dear Nikki. I've been taken up on
four dilfs at once, and honestly, I can't stop thinking
about pushing it further. The thrill of being surrounded by older,
experienced men who know exactly how to use an eager
younger body has me hooked. I want to try more. Five, six,
maybe even a room full of hungry dilfs all taking
turns on me. It started smaller, just one or two
merry dads at first, but once I got a taste
of being passed around, the numbers kept climbing. The last
time I hit four, it was pure heaven. They had
me on my knees in the middle of the room,
taking terms, feeding me their thick cocks while others stroked
and watched. One would bend me over and pound my
tight ass, while another shoved his dick down my throat.
The other two groping my body and waiting their turn.
They were rough in all the ripe ways, spanking, hair pulling,
calling me their good little slut while they finished every hole.
I love, feeling completely used, covered in their sweat, and
come knowing these respectable older men were unloading inside me
like I was their personal fuck toy. The age gap,
the secrecy, and the sheer volume of cock. It made
me come harder than I ever have. But now I'm
craven even more. I want to be the center of
a proper Dilf gangbang, surrounded by salt and pepper hair,
Dad Bod's wedding rings glinting while they're stretching me out
and breed me one after another. I want to lose
of how many loads I take, walking away, leaking from
every hole with that satisfied, well fucked glow only a
group of experienced dilfs can give. I'm already scouting for
the next group. Wish me luck or better yet, send
more Dilfs my way, the greedy Dilf gang bag slut.
I don't know, Betty. I think we should keep some
for ourselves and like hide em in a closet or something.
I've got a basement. What about you closet a garage. Okay,
so I've got the basement, so we can chain em
all down in the basement and then bring them up
as we need. You think Red's gonna listen to this?
Back go? What are YouTube landing? All right? Our greedy
gag bangs? What going from one delt to four? It's
a very big jump. I don't know if I could
go from one or two to four like boom boom.
I don't even know if I want to do four
at the same time. What's the wildest miment moment during
the Ford Dilp session that made you realize you wanted more?
You mentioned wanting to try five or six. What's the
old fantasy set up for you? All at once in
one night or spread over a weekend. I'm on a
guess because of what you said, it's gonna be all
at once. Maybe you just need one of those. Like
four is a lot. When somebody writes in like this
and talks about gang bangs, I always think of the
it's a bed and I've seen it in a movie
and I don't remember what movie it is, but it's
the round bad. It's kind of the lazy Susan. You know,
you could spin it to the next guy, so they
wouldn't even have to move like you know, you could
just spin and spin and spin and spin it around
like in a circle. You wouldn't have to move, just
get a new position. Yes, a roulette, you could be
a roulette fuck toy. So does that mean if we're
playing roulette to somebody shooting blanks in our listeners? What's
the most dilphs or older men you've taken at the
same time? One? And would you ever let yourself be
the center of a full dilfh gang bang getting passed around?
Or I'm bred by a room full of married dads.
I'd watch. We can have it in my place. I've
got the basement. You guys can stay down there and
we'll have you come up and Betty and I will
judge and watch waiting for Betty here. I mean no,
it's very naughty. We were naughty together. Dear Nikky. I'm
a thirty one year old mayor Kinki b w C
DILF living in North Carolina. I know right, and I'm
actively looking for a knotty, submissive plaything to use on
the side. My wife has no idea how filthy my
mind really is. On the outside. I'm a clean cut
family man, button down shirts, dadbod in all the right places,
salt and pepper starting to show up, thick cock that
stretches whoever's lucky enough to take it. But behind closed
doors or in a hotel, rooms, cars, or wherever I
can get away with it. I crave total control. I
want a younger submissive who knows their place on their knees, begging, dripping,
and reading to be used. However, I decide, I love
breaking in eager subs, face bucking until their tears run
down their cheeks, bending them over and pounding that tight
hole while I choke them just enough to remind them
who's in charge, breeding them deep while they call me Daddy.
Bonus points if they're married or in a relationship too.
The risk in secrecy make it even hotter. If you're
a good little slut who can handle a thick b
w C dilf who knows exactly how to dominate, hit
me up. I'm discreet, tested, always down for filthy chats.
I can turn real whenever we're both free, no strings,
just raw, kinky fun. Who's ready to be Daddy's secret toy.
Kinkie married b w C dilf dom in North Carolina. Okay,
I had I hate when people do this, so I
had to look it up. I had to look up
what a b w C is, and I will tell
you my since you're here, I will tell you the
conversation with Darcy and I and Darcy is usually my
go to of what the hell is this? If I
can't find it? And when I typed it in, I
kid you not haandon find it? Hang on if I
can find the right ones, I think. When a moment
was Big White Chicken, I get you, I was like,
what so the first response, because I ended up finding
it on Reddit, it really still didn't give me the answer.
This is how I found all the answers. First it
said ask your mom. And then because the question was
what does BWC stand for? Well, the first answer was, uh,
ask your mom. And then somebody says bought with cash,
and then backwards compatible be with christ bits, bitch wants cheese,
burgers with geez I Boston with cream, You'll swallow every drop.
And then somebody said what got me was the Big
White chickens and then born with class and then Darcy calls.
He goes, I'm gonna say it was big white go
like bbc oh, I said, so like your name tag
when you walk into a room, when you go to
somewhere that you need a name tag. He goes, ah
ha ha, he is bick. I'm sorry. I still think
my two favorite answers was go ask your mom and
big white Chicken Benny. Every time you're around, I swear
we have something like this, we had the gun oil.
I think it's you. I think you come around when
we have these stories. It's you. So when you pop
in the room and be like, we're gonna have one.
Being a married dilf hunting for subs on the side,
how risky doesn't make it for you? And does the
danger turn you on even more? You mentioned loving to
be dominant and breed. What's the one kinger scenario you
crave the most? Right now with a new submissive and listeners,
If you're a submissive reading this, would you let a
married kinky, a big white chicken dilf like this take
control of you dilf's and hotlives in the audience. Have
you ever played with the dominant mary dad on the
side we've lost all control, Betty. I absolutely would sign
me up. Remember, Betty, we're getting our own harm, reverse
harm going in my basement. Dear Nikki, I've always had
a thing for older men, real DILF type, mature, well endowed,
muscular and commanding. I lost my Virginiti to one, and
ever since that night, I haven't been able to stop
craving them. It happened at my father's birthday party. He'd
invited a bunch of his friends, all between forty and fifty,
but one guy instantly caught my eye. He was a
little chubby, but clearly strong, with huge arms stretching the
fabric of his tight shirt, thick beard, and pants that
did nothing to hide the mass of bulge in his crotch.
Just looking at it made me imagine how thin and
juicy his cock would feel. I thought the party would
be boring, but the second I saw him, I ran
to my room, changed in a low cut, tight dress
that showed off my curves. I'm not super skinny, but
my ass and tits get plenty of tension at the gem,
so I knew it might be enough to tempt him.
When I came back out, I greeted everyone. Then finally
approached him. My heart was pounding so hard I could
barely speak. He smelled so manly, his presence was overwhelming.
I got nervous and retreated to the sofa. I could
feel his eyes on me the whole time. Eventually he
came over and sat next to me. We started talking
and things moved fast. By two or three a m.
We were in my room with the door locked. He
kissed me hungrily while stripping out of my dress like
he was unwrapping a gift. He laid me on the
bed with those strong arms, spread my legs and gave
me the best oral sex of my life. His tongue
had me squirming and seeing stars. I'd never felt anything
like it. I couldn't take it anymore. Between moans, I
begged him to fuck me or treat me like his
little bitch. He didn't hesitate. He flipped me into doggie
style and grabbed a fistful of my hair, yanked my
head back, and spank my ass hard with his huge
hands until it was bright red. Then he lined up
his thick cock and thrust all the way inside me
with one powerful stroke. He fucked me deep and rough,
pounding every inch while spanking me, I squirted Oliver's cock
and the bad completely losing control. Right as I was shaking,
he pulled out and told me to suck him. He
was close. I got on my knees, took him as
deep as I could, and sucked with everything I had.
He exploded in my mouth. The force was so strong
that come shut across my face too. He quickly got
dressed and slipped back to the party like nothing happened,
leaving me collapsed on the bed, dripping and totally satisfied.
After being properly fucked by a real man. That night
ruined me for guys my own age. I've been chasing
that dilf's energy ever since Daddy's birthday party sled. I'm
impressed the dude fucked her at dad at her parents house.
That's kind of impressed. So and Daddy's birthday sleds fucking
adil fit your own father's party insanely risky and hot.
How nervous were you that someone, especially your dad, might
noticed you two disappearing in the way he manhandled you,
hair pulling, spaking, treating you like a bitch. I know
I crave that, definitely. I I don't think I like
to be sphinked like every time, it's like my go to.
It makes me really wet and listeners, have you ever
lost your virginity or had your first real sexual experience
with a much older man at a family event? Would
you sneak off with a hot dill friend of your
parents while the party was still going? I don't know,
would you? It's tempting. Sure, I'm thinking the layout of
my parents' place, so I don't know where I could
get away with it. Maybe in my basement. But where
could you get away with it?
Speaker 2: How?
Speaker 1: How would you do it? That's true? That what makes
it fun. I was a caush I'm still cautious. I
need you in my life. Betty bathroom. I think Betty
has stories from these confessions here were spoke. Can you
can learn that electric tension with older experience man can
make us through every rule out the window, especially for Betty,
whether it's the thrill of almost getting caught, the power
of Daddy's secret toy, or the rush of forbidden fruit
right under someone's nose. Sometimes the risk itself is the
biggest turn on. These stories remind us when the chemistry
is right and desire is strong. A lot of us
are willing to play with fire and love every second
of it. Just remember, stay safe, get tested, and communicate
clearly with your partners. And now what you've been waiting
for are riddle? Sometimes a finger goes inside me. You
fiddle me when you're bored? What am I? I never
would have guessed this? Do yep? Now a wedding band.
I know. As soon as I saw it, I was
ready to do it.
Speaker 2: Eh, oh goodness, and thank you for spending a night
with me on Dear Nigiatrodites. If you got your own
confession burning a whole soul in your phone or soul,
you can send it to Nikki and I kk y
at dear Nikki dot com anonymously through the website at
dear Nikki dot com under the confetu's tab. You can
always join me for the Chaos and maham over on
Discord Channel Monday through Saturday at eight pm Central Standard Time.
And don't forget I might read it next time. And
stay safe, stay horny
Speaker 1: And I'll catch you on the next episode.