Speaker 1: Welcome to Nikki after Dark, where your naughtiest confessions come
to life. I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight we're exploring
raw vacacia, thrills, risky public heat, and the delicious freedom
of letting go. Here are your teasers of what's coming
up tonight. First up, imagine the salty sierra on a
cruise ship, two best friends on a girl's trip, a
handsome stranger, and a night that ends with you balls
deep and one while your tongue is bared in the
other stripping married pussy. Then we're sliding into a steamy
hot tub with your partner's mom and sister. An accidental
cockslip turns into a lingering stairs, whispered phone calls about
your impressive size and that constant throbbing feeling of being
watched and wanted. Later, we find a flirty waitress closing
up the bar and gets invited for and ends up
stripped naked outside, taking four older cocks in every hall,
swallowing load after load, before diving home with that tripping
and satisfied, and finally that bold public fantasy of letting
five men paint your pretty face with come. Then strolling
through the city with a cute summer dress wearing every
drop while strangers stare judge lust and secretly love it
more to come stick around, it's getting a little hot
in here. And for tonight's question, a hot wife friend
casually asked you to fuck her husband? Is this normal?
And would you say yes? One of my listeners is
a twenty eight year old single mom whose close hot
wife friend naturally offered for her friend her husband for
a night of fun, knowing how attractive he finds her.
She was shocked first, but now the idea of fucking
hum turns her on, while his life knows or watches
has her surprisingly turned on. So tell me this. Have
you ever been asked by a friend to sleep with
their partner or have you offered your own partner to
a friend? And how did it feel and what happened?
And a follow up question, if a trusted hat wife
friend asked you to fuck her husband, would you go
for it? And what wouldn't make it even hotder for you?
And you know? For part two, for those of you
already in a hot wife lifestyle, how do you bring
up sharing your friends versus strangers? And what are the
hottest or trickiest parts. Remember, you can send your own
juicy answers and personal stories over to Nikki and Ikky
at deernikki dot com, anonymously through our website site at
deerniki dot com under our confession stab or come on
over and share them in our discord channel. I do
read every single one of them, and you know, just
join the live show. I'm there. We all love reading them,
and of course it's time for my naughty sounding riddle.
Are you ready? I'm long and hard and I love
to be sucked. What am I stick around? As always?
The answer is coming at the very end of our show.
That's what she said. I couldn't help it. I'm sorry,
I'm sorry. Eh, you know what time it is. It's
time to sit back, relax, LUNs, have a whiskey with
some filthy cherries, of course, and explore some moronic fantasies
from people just like you and me. Dear Nikki. The
last cruise I went on, I was sailing on Royal
Caribbeans independent of the seas, and I struggled with a
smoking hot milk and her best friend on a girl's trip.
I'm heading out again this Wednesday, and I'm already aching
for a repeat. I spotted them in the casino late
one night. The energy was electric lights, flashing, slot machines chiming,
and the air thick with that mix of perfume, cocktails
and pure possibility. I started chatting up the single one.
At first, she was confident, blurty, with a wicked smile
and curbs that made my cock twitch. The second I
leaned in closer, she told me she was single and
here with her best friend, who was married but clearly
enjoying every sound of their naughty escape. We hit it
off instantly, laughing over drinks at the bar. The conversation
flowed easily, getting bolder with every round, teasing touches on
the arm, lingering eye contact, the kind that says we
all knew exactly where this night was headed. Her married
friend watched us with hungry eyes, biting her lap, her
cheeks flushed us. The alcohol and the heat between us
loosened up every time. We eventually slipped away from the
crowds and the thrum of the ship's engines vibrating through
the walls like a heartbeat as we found a private spot.
Clothes came off slowly at first, hands exploring lips, tasting
like salt kissed skin and still warm from the sun.
The next thing I know, I'm balls deep inside her,
she saw in all wars, moaning loud and shameless, while
her tight, dripping pussy cripsing like a vice with slow,
deep thrust. The wet sounds of us fucking filled the room,
skin slapping skin, her gasp turning into desperate whimpers as
I feel her completely. At the same time, she's buried
between her merry friend's spread thighs, licking that sweet soak
pussy with long, hungry strokes of her tongue. The merry
one is writhing, fingers tangled in her best friend's hair,
grinding against her mouth while her redding ring catches the light.
The taste of her arousal is all over my girl's
lips When we kiss, the scent of the two turned
on women mixing with my own musk. I could feel
her clinching harder around me every time her tongue flicks
just right. The three of us lost in this filthy
per The rhythm moans, blending body slick with sweat. The
thrill of the cruise ship and the risk of getting
caught only makes it honor. I'd love to do that
again and again. Signed your secret cruise cock. Okay, I
have been on several cruises and I'm trying to I've
never been in a Royal Caribyan though, and I'm trying
to picture where on a cruise ship you could possibly
get away with this, because there are cameras everywhere, Like
every inch of that place except for bathrooms that I
know of, are covered in cameras. So where the fuck
did this happen? And if you've sailed on that ship,
let me know if this was you, because I've got
to know how the hell you came up got away
with us. Actually, for my author, what was the hottest
part for you? The moment you realized the married friend
was fully into it or feeling her bestie's pussy pulse
while she ate her out. Any favorite sensory memory from
that night that you'd want to expand in the future.
And for my listeners, have you ever had or fantasized
about a cruise ship fleeing that turned into a threesome?
Would you rather be the single friend getting fucked while
licking your bestie or the married one getting devoured? Drop
your own confessions in our show notes all the links
and maybe you'll show up on another episode. You never know,
Dear Nikki. A couple of weeks ago, I was relaxing
on holiday with my partner and our family at a
secluded cabin in a private at DAB. I slipped in first,
the warm water bubbling around me, steam rising into the
cool evening air, carrying the faint scent of pine and chlorine.
I was wearing shorts, but because of my size, it's
never exactly subtle. Sometimes it would shift, poke out no
matter how careful I was. I was just chilling there,
letting the jets massage my back with my partner's very
attractive mother in law and sister in law joined me.
Both of them looked incredibly in their swimsuits, water glistening
on their skin. As they settled in. We started having
normal conversation, laughing, catching up, but I noticed the mother
in law clip clipt dancing under the water. The tension
built slowly, the heat of the tub mixing with something
electric in the air. After about ten minutes, the sister
in law suddenly said, I think you might want to
pull your shorts down. I looked down and realized half
my cock was hanging out of my shorts, heavy exposed
in the bubbling water. Without thinking, I jumped up, the
water streaming off my body and pulled my shirt up
in the process, giving them both a full on apst
destructed view. They just stared, eyes wide, taking every inch
of my big hanging cock. I apologized quickly, my face hot,
but my mother in law smiled and responded, no need
to apologize, These things happen, and a calm, almost amused voice,
the sister in law simply added, yeah, don't worry at all.
I sat back down, heart pounding, and we continued the
conversation like nothing had happened. Through the nere now felt thicker,
charged with a memory of their lingering gazes. Once we
returned from the holiday, my partner was on a call
with her mom and sister. Her mom casually brought up
the fact that she had seen my cock. My partner
had already told them of all about my size and
the struggles we sometimes have a certain positions, so they
were well aware I'm fairly large. What followed was a
full thirty minute conversation between my mother in law, sister,
and my partner about exactly how big I am and
how they're not surprised we struggle in the bedroom. They
talk openly, curiously, almost admiringly. Since then, I've spent more
time with her family and it's not awkward at all,
But I can't help feeling like they're looking at me
differently now, those quick glances and knowing little smiles. Even
my partner has noticed it, and it's turns me on
massively signed your secret hot tub bulge. I guess talking
about it. You know, I wouldn't want my family to
know how big somebody is, just it's not their misiness,
how big and much he feels me and stretches me.
And that's the thing I'm sticking with. So but in
this instance, I could kind of see, you know. I
think if I saw my partner's, my friend or my sisters,
which I don't have cock, I think I might say something,
but it probably would be later down the line. For
my author, what's the most arousing moment the second they
both stared openly at the hot dep or hearing them
casually dissect your size on the phone call. Have you
caught any specific looks or comments since that major cock twitch?
The hardest? And for my listeners, have you ever had
or fantasized about an accidental exposure in front of the
family or the in laws that led to lingering tension
and a secret arousal. Would you rather be the one
of those huge cocks that get discovered or the one
that's stealing glances and talking about it later? Again, as always,
share your own confessions follow links in our show notes.
Dear Nikki, There's a long story about how I became
this way. Maybe I'll share it another time. I'm a
waitress at a bar out in the middle of nowhere,
where most customers are guys and their forties to sixties.
I've been working here since I was seventeen, right after
I graduated, and in uniform is short skirt off the
shoulder top that leaves plenty of skin on display. A
couple of years ago, things took a very big turn.
One night, two of my regular customers had been getting
really flirty all shift and tipping big. They told me
they were going to stick around and drink some more
outside after closing. I wanted to hang out. I just
said that I'd see we closed up. I walked out
toward my truck and left my boss. Someone called my
name and remembered their offer, so I wandered over. They
handed me a cold beer and kept flirting. The night
air cool against my skin while the distant sounds of
the highway hummed uring the bright ground. What started as
two guys quickly became four. They invited friends. I had
a couple more beers and was starting to feel nicely
buzzed when one of them asked if he could get me.
I hadn't been kissed in a long time. He was
cute and a big age difference, but that didn't bother
me at all. I said, okay. What I thought would
be a quick peck turned into a deep, hungry kiss,
with his tongue sliding into my mouth for several long minutes.
One of the others said it was only bare. They
all got a turn. They took turns kissing me, their hands, growing, bolder,
bodies pressing close. I started getting seriously turned on, especially
when I could feel their hard cocks straining against me
through their pants. While I was making out with one,
another came up behind me, arched against my back, cut
my tits. I moaned into the kiss and pushed my
ass back against him. That was the cue they needed. Suddenly,
I had several hands all over me, squeezing, stroking, teasing.
I reached down and wrapped my fingers around a very
hard cock, eager to take it out before where I
could drop to my knees. My short skirt and panties
were yanked down, my top lifted over my head, and
my brawl tossed aside. I was completely naked, with four
men older than my dad, the cool night air, kissing
my bear skin and making my nipples ache. I squatted
down took one thick cock into my mouth. He was
pretty large, and I did my best, sucking him eagerly,
even though I'm still working on deep throating. I'm really
good at sucking, though, and he groaned with pleasure. After
a few minutes, another guy wanted my mouth, so I switched.
The first one pulled me up by my hips, rubbed
his swollen hand along my soak pussy, and pushed hard,
driving me forward on to his friend's cock, making me gag.
I had two guys inside me from both ends while
the other two stroked themselves watching. The guy behind me
gripped my hips tighter and slammed in deep. He must
have come well, because he started twitching hard, flooding my
pussy with thick, hot spurts. When he pulled out, I
could feel his cumb dripping down my thighs. Another guy
immediately pushed in, not quite as big, but sliming into
me like he was desperate. The one I was sucking
grabbed my head and pumped his load into my mouth,
holding me there until he softened. I swallowed almost everything.
The next guy took his place, only lasted about a
minute before he exploded too, shooting come so deep I
could barely keep up, but I swallen it all. A
few minutes later, the guy fucking me from behind started
grunting in this wild way like he might pass out,
and unloaded deep and sidey. When he finally pulled out,
I stood up on shaky legs, still completely naked, grabbed
another beer. I was thirsty as hell, like they fucked me,
the moisture right out of me. I down it fast
and said I should get going because as my dad
listens for me to get home. I gave them each
one last deep kiss, gathered my clothes, and walked naked
to my truck while they watched. I hopped in, still nude,
and drove home. The TV was off, so my dad
was already in bed and my mom was out for
the night. I stuck inside, naked, jumped in the shower,
and slipped into bed, with the taste and feel of
them still all over me. Signed your secret after hours waitress,
I had to put my clothes back on, just saying
put them all back on. I like this, you know,
I mean they were even nice and buying some friends.
Never been into a gang bang. I have seen a
gang bang. I have seen a train. I have never
been in one.
Speaker 2: Though not definitely not on my radar, let's put it
that way. But I do find them arousing. I'm just
saying I would have gotten my truck. Questions for my author,
which part felt the most intense, the moment they all
started taking turns of your mouth and pussy or the
naked drive home still dripping with their come Any favorite
details about one of the guys or the way it
felt when they filled you up? And for my listeners,
have you ever turned a flirty night bar or after
closing into a wild group encounter like this? Would you
rather be the young waitress getting passed around and filled
up by older regulars or one of the lucky guys
to getting enjoy her after hours. Gentlemen, you get an
answer when it's in my chat. Dear Nikki, my boyfriend
and I hosted a fun Fourth of July party in
our apartment. The place was packed flaughter, fireworks popping in
the distance, and the smell of grilled food and summer
drinks thick in the air. As the night went on,
the crowd thinned out a little. Everyone decided to head
down to the complex pool. I went with the group,
the warm night air kissing my skin as we walked,
music still drifting from our balcony. The boyfriend hung back
with three other guys from the party. I figured they
were just finishing drunks or chatting, but they stayed behind
for a while. About a half hour later, they all
came strolling out to the pool together. The water shimmered
under the lights. The sound of splashing and low conversations
filled the human air. My boyfriend walked up to me
with his mischievous, satisfied little smile. He leaned in close,
his breath warm against my ear, and whispered that they
had stayed back and eaten all three.
Speaker 1: Of their loads. I could picture it so clearly. Him
on his knees or bent over for them in their
apartment while the rest of us were heading down sucking
their hard cocks, swallowing every drop of cum from each
of those guys. My heart raced and my pussy throbbed
at the thought of my boyfriend secretly servicing them, tasting them,
milking them dry, right before joining the party, like nothing
had ever happened. The rest of the night, I kept
stealing glances at all four of them, secret hanging hot
and heavy between us while fireworks lit up the sky.
Signed your secret Fourth of July cuck. Very interesting, huh? Right?
That hot wife, couck energy boyfriend slipping casually away liking
swallowsome loads and you had to watch fireworks right and
then maybe masturbate to the dirty details later. For my author,
what was running through your mind when he whispered it
to you at the pool? Did you get any more
details later about how he took all three of them?
Or do you two play at the secret once you
were alone? And for my listeners, have you ever had
or fantasized about a sneaky cuck or by moment during
a holiday party or a group gathering, would you rather
be the ones swallowing the loads in secret or the
partner getting the whispered confession afterward. Well, for me, I'd
rather be either, But it's not my question, is it,
Dear Nikki. I met my husband when he was in residency.
I was just starting as a nurse back in twenty eleven.
In high school and college, I'd always gone for the
bad guys. They were exciting sexually, but I got so
tired of the cheating, the drama, their lack of ambition,
and what decided to settle down was a stable, nice guy.
When I married my husband in twenty fourteen, I really
thought my life was set. Our sex life was incredible,
mundane from the start. A few weeks before our wedding,
he found out I was pregnant with our first son,
and after that he didn't touch me again until our
son turned one. I was completely celibate for the first
entire year of our marriage, felt unwonted, unattractive, and told
him constantly how much it hurt. Once our son turned one,
we started having sex again, but it still was incredibly boring.
He refuses to go down on me because he says
he absolutely hates it. We managed somewhat irregular sex for
a few years until our daughter was born in twenty eighteen.
Since then, he has basically stopped all sexual contact with me.
I've tried everything, begging, communicating, and even giving him an
ultimatum that I would divorce him if he didn't go
to therapy. That finally got his attention and we started
having sessions. I've done every single thing the therapist has suggested,
but nothing has changed. I've only confided to my best friend,
my sister, and my parents about how dead our bedroom
really is. My best friends recently started seeing a guy
who reminded me exactly of the rough, dominant, aggressive, cocky, tattooed,
muscular man I used to date. She introduced us a
few months ago. The moment I saw his hut, his tattoos,
and those muscles, I felt instant, an electric attraction. My
husband is short, no tattoos, and carries a bit of
a beer belly. A couple of weeks ago, my husband
left for a four day medical conference. During those four days,
I experienced the best sacks of my entire life. It
was possessive, dominant, rough, sensial, and romantic all at once.
He fucked me every single one of my holes. He
picked me up like I weighed nothing and fucked me,
standing up, his strong hands gripping my ass while he
drove deep. He spanked me hard with sharp sting of
mixture of pleasure, till I was shaking. He went down
on me for so long and so I heardedly that
the bed was soaked beneath me. I truly felt alive, desired,
and completely used in the most delicious way. For those
four days are burned into my memory forever. I'll never
forget them. I know you'll get messages calling me a
horrible person for cheating, but don't waste your time. I
don't care. Signed your secret slutty nurse for my secret
slutty nurse. You're just proving my dad was right about
his visits to home depot and decorating the house. That's
all I'm going to say about that. So you know
it is does go to Way Street, but it sounds
like she tried everything. We don't know the whole story though.
For my author, what was the single most intense memorable
moment during those four days that bade you feel the
most alive? Has anything changed in your marriage since? Are
you still riding the high from that encounter, and for
my listeners, have you ever been in a long term
relationship with a dead bedroom and found mine blowing sex
outside of it? Would you rather stay in a stable
but sexually unfulfilling marriage or risk it all for the
kind of raw passion this nurse finally got to experience.
Remember you can always send me your confessions to Nikki
and I k k Y at dear Nikki dot com
and anonymously through our website at Dearnikki dot com under
the confessions tab, and don't forget join us over on
Discord Monday through Saturday eight pm Central Standard Time and
join in our chat. I'd love to see you there,
Dear Nikki. My partner and I are swingers, and I
absolute favorite couples are the ones who forego condoms without
so much even discussing it. There's something so primal and
trusting about that kittenstick chemistry. I absolutely love the feeling
of a man coming deep inside me, the hot rush
of his load. Fully excuse me at the hiccups with
nothing between us. Over the fourth of July, we met
a couple just like that, and the connection was effortless.
The night was warm, fireworks still cracking in the distance,
the air thick with summer heat and excitement. We've been
flirting all evening, bodies brushing eyes, lingering, until we found
ourselves alone together. He didn't ask, didn't hesitate, simply pulled
me close, kiss me deeply, and slid his bare cock
right into my already soaked pussy. No condom, no discussion,
just raw skin on skin friction as he fucked me
hard and deep. Every thrust felt so intense, so intimate,
the slick heat of him stretching me perfectly. While my
partner did the same with his wife right beside us.
I could hear her moaning, the wet sounds of them
fucking raw mixing with ours. He pounded into me with long,
confident strokes, my legs wrapped around him, nails digging into
his back as the pleasure belt. When he finally came,
he buried himself to the hilt and unloaded pulse after
pulse of hot come flooding my pussy. I loved every
second of it, the way it felt dripping after me afterward,
the shared satisfaction, that bare, risky connection. My partner feel
his wife almost the same way. The four of us
just collapsed together in a sweaty, satisfied tangle. It's so
satisfying when it's just clicks. That's easy, no fuss, no barriers,
just pure raw pleasure. Signed your Secret Raw cream by
I can see definitely that couples don't want, you know,
and that's okay. I mean, if they want to do that,
it's all up. But I do know there's a lot
of people that are, you know, looking for discretion and
privacy and protection. For my author, what's the hottest part
for you? The initial bear slide in no discussion or
the feeling of him pulsing and feeling you while your
partner did the same nearby. Have you ever connected with
them again since? And for my listeners, do you prefer raw,
bareback swinging with no discussion like this or do you
like negotiating and building the tension first? Have you ever
had that perfect it just clicked cream pie experience at
a party or meet up? I kind of liked the
idea of negation, negotiation, negotiating, thank you, and building the tension.
To me, that's for play. But that's me. What about you,
Dear Nikki? A few months ago, my boyfriend and I
went on vacation with two of my close girlfriends. To
save money. We shared one room and an all inclusive resort.
We didn't mind since we barely in the room anyway.
Fast forward two days and I was desperately horny. We
hadn't had any real privacy, so on the second night,
as everyone was falling asleep, my boyfriend and I had
a quick, light sideways flock under the covers. I didn't
think the girls heard. The next morning, I woke up
super early, gave him a blowjob to wake him up,
and wrote him gently and quietly while staying under the sheets. Again,
didn't think anybody heard. To my surprise, at breakfast, the
girls casually said, yeah, we could hear you fucking last
night and this morning. We profusely apologized, but they just
laughed and told us relax that we added another week
and left, so if we wanted to stop hiding and
just fuck openly in the room, they wouldn't pay any attention.
I didn't realize in the moment, but it was a
huge turn on for my boyfriend. We started out easy
at first, quiet sex after everyone seemed to sleep and
before they woke up for the few days. On the
fifth day, we went out, got quite tipsy, came back
super horny. In the room, we started making out while
the girls were getting ready for bad. One thing led
to another, and soon I was looking at my two
friends right in the eyes while my boyfriend's dick was
deep inside me. They watched silently for a bit and
then continued with their evening routine as my moans filled
the room. After we finished, I just passed out. The
next morning, I woke up the horribly anxiety, convinced my
friends would hate me. The feeling vanished when both of
them got up completely topless. They saw our shock faces
and said, if we weren't being prudes, why should they.
From then on, clothes became optional in the room. My
boyfriend mostly stayed in underwear while three of the girls
went full neudiced. The rest of the trip was pure bliss.
My boyfriend and I would fuck openly whenever we wanted.
Sometimes my friends would touch themselves while we did it,
and it was so hot. They also teased the hell
out of my boyfriend my full blessing, bending over to
flash their pussies at them, or accidentally falling naked into
his lamp. One night, one of the girls brought back
two guys back to the room and had a full
foursome on their bed. I was in the middle of
getting back shots when they came. The girls just told
the guys to ignore trus because we wouldn't be joining.
We didn't stop. My tits were swinging as I watched
my friend's undress drop to their knees and get fucked
by the two strangers. I couldn't look away. My boyfriend
knew how much I loved the view and kept thrusting
in that slow, particulous rhythm so we could keep watching
for nearly an hour. The only acknowledgment was when one
of my friends got up for water gave me a deep,
juicy kiss. I could taste the cock on her lips
and went right back to her for some The next evening,
we were drinking and playing stupid games, all of us naked.
The conversation turned to how sex feels. We started asking
my boyfriend questions. Since we already knew girl's perspective, it
got more specific. Do pussies feel different? He said yes.
I suggested a blindfold line up so he could guess mine.
My friends loved the idea. We blindfolded him and let
him touch our pussies with his fingers. He guessed crackly.
Then we let him use his mouth. He guessed right again.
I asked if we could all sit on him for
one stroke each. He nodded. One by one. We lowered
ourselves on to a shaft, then asked which pussy he'd
like to ride to him completion, and whispered that it
didn't have to be mine. He still chose me, which
made me happier than I expected. I rode him to
the end while my friends lay on his chest from
both sides, touching themselves and watching. Afterward, my boyfriend confessed
something that shocked me. He'd been so flustered he had
no idea whose pussy's was who guessing me was pure luck,
and while I rode him, he still wasn't sure it
was me. Fuck that made me so horny. So on
our last day, I asked my friends and boyfriend if
we could play the same game again, but go all
the way. We tied him into the bed, blindfolded him,
then the three of us took turned sucking and riding him.
He tried to guess most of the time his mouth
was full of some one's pussy when he used him
like a toy for hours. He came several times, never
knowing exactly who he was coming inside. It was by
far the wildest experience I've ever had. I've never realized
how turned on I would be watching my boyfriend's cock
get ridden by my friends. Sign your secret vacation exhibitionist.
I don't know if I could share room with my friends,
even if it was at a resort, unless we were
planning some funzies too, right, I mean, it's it's awkward enough.
It's like you're splitting a hotel for the night, Like
if you're a long drive and couple split hotel rooms
or whatever. It'd have to be a house with me.
I can do a house, but hotel, I don't think
so everybody has to have their own space and room.
I need to decompress and yeah, so no, this would
probably be a no unless it's for funzies. For my author,
what's the most unexpectedly arousing moment for you watching your
friends ride your boyfriend's blindfolded, tasting his cock on your
friend's lips during the foursome, or realizing truly he couldn't
tell whose pussy he was in and would you do
another trip like this? And for my listeners, have you
ever gone from hiding sex to full exhibitionism in front
of your friends on a group trip? Would you rather
be the one openly fucking while others watch or tease,
or one blindfolded and used both by multiple people?
Speaker 2: You know?
Speaker 1: The drell Just drop in my show notes. Dear Nikki,
I'm forty two and successful in my career, but I
deepest fantasy. I'm the only woman invited to a high
end exclusive retreat at a Secluton mountain lodge. All the
intende ses. All the intendees are powerful, attractive men in
their thirties to fifties who normally see me as their
colleague or competitor. The first day of meetings is filled
with sharp's discussions and lingering glances. The air feels charged,
the fire crackling in the massive stone fireplace. As the
evening deepens and the mountain air grows crisp outside the
tall windows, some one suggests a game of truth or
dare to blow off the steam. It starts light but
quickly turns in deliciously sexual. They dare me to strip
slowly from the fireplace while they all take turns watching
me from the big leather couches. I can feel their
eyes devouring every inch of me as I peel off
each piece of clothing, letting my blouse slip away from
my shoulders, unzipping my skirt, stepping out of my heels,
until I'm completely naked, and the warmth of fire light
my nipples hard from the mix of cool air and
burning stairs. Soon I'm on my knees, moving from one
man to the next, taking turns, sucking their hard cocks.
The taste of them, the weight on my tongue, the
low groans and murmured praises as I work each one
deeper into my mouth. It makes me feel completely desired,
tired and deliciously used. Hands tangled gently in my air,
guiding but never forcing. Every powerful man takes his turn,
while others watch the fantasy peaks as they take one
after another, and sometimes two at a time. Right there
on the bank leather couches. Strong hands grip my hips,
waist brass breasts while their thick cocks fill my pussy
in mouth, stretching me, using me in the most intoxicating rhythm.
I lose track how many times they rotate the wet
sounds of skill, skin on skin, my own moans echoing
through the lodge. They cover me in their come hot
ropes across my tits, my face, dripping them from my
well flocked pussy living me sore, glistening, and completely satisfied,
all while they praise me, calling me their good little
slup for the group, the only woman among the powerful men.
That intense, powerful dynamics turns me on more than any
thing else signed your secret executive slot. I think at
one point it's anybody's fantasy to be the only one
in insert fantasy here among insert you know types of
people there, right. I think we've all had it once
or twice, even if mine just wandered into that territory
while we were playing with our pussies r cocks. Maybe
for my author, what part of this fantasy turns you
on the most? The slow strip in front of the
fire being passed around on your knees, or the final
scene being covered and come while they praise you. Would
you change any of the details for the next version
and for my listeners. Have you ever fantasized about being
the only woman in the room full of powerful men?
Would you rather be the bold executive who takes control,
or the one who surrenders completely like in this story.
You know the drill. All my links are in my
show notes. Dear Nikki, I'm twenty eight and I want
to fuck a beautiful, innocent young man in the ass. God.
I wish I had a real dick so I could
feel every tight inch of him from the inside, but
a thick strap on will have to do. I crave
the chance to follow him slowly, to watch his pretty
face flush with shock and pleasure as I claim that
virgin hole in my fantasy. He's shy, sweet, maybe a
little nervous when I first suggested, has met the smooth
skin glowing under the low light. I take my time
kissing him, touching him, getting him relaxed and aching until
he's begging. I loomed the strap on, generously pressing his
thick head against this tight little ass, ghasted as I
push in inch by inch, stretching him open while I
whisper how good he feels, how pretty he looks taking
my cock, the sounds he makes, those soft broken moans
as a start thrusting deeper, driving me wild. I watch
his cock twitch, untouched, his body trembling as I fuck
him harder, gripping his hips, feeling him completely. I want
to ruin him for anyone else, to leave him sore,
leaking and addicted to the feeling of being used and
filled by me. Signed your secret strap on Sedactress. My
miles are varying, but maybe if he was into it.
You know, if I was with a lover that wanted it,
I absolutely would explore it with him. So this is
very open for me. Questions from my author atrology to
the most beautiful innocent part of this fantasy, the contrast
of corrupting him or the imagining his reaction as you
take his ass for the first time, any particular scenario
or setting where you picture this happening. And for my listeners,
have you ever fantasized about pegging or taking someone's anal
virginity or having them take yours? Would you rather be
the one defiling with a strap on or the innocent
one getting stretched and filled? Or why haven't choose be
both in one night? Right? Share your first pegging or
first time ass play in our fantasies below. Dear Nikki,
I want to do public cum walk. It's not my
wildest fantasy, but it's such a fun one. I imagine
myself in a random city where nobody knows me. I'm
wearing a cute little summer dress, face full of makeup,
looking fresh and innocent. Five men had just covered my
face with their hot, thick loads rope after rope of cum,
dripping from my cheeks, chin, and lips, some even catching
in my hair and eyelashes. I don't clean up at all.
I immediately step out onto the busy street and start walking
like it's the most normal thing in the world. The
warm sun on my skin, the breeze making the cum
feel cool and sticky as it slowly slides down my face.
I might sit in a cute cafe ordering coffee while
strangers stare. I might go grocery shopping, pushing my cart
down the aisle with my glazed face full on display.
The funniest part is, without a single word, everybody seems
to be in on the joke. I want to be
looked at by old ladies in complete disgust, clutching their pearls.
I want men my age to stare stunned and regret,
already thinking about jerking off to the memory later. I
want groups of young guys to laugh, point and snap
pictures at me while I smile sweetly, and I want
the girls my age to catch my eye and just
get it that secret, a knowing little smark of approval
passing between us sign your public comeslat This is definitely
not in My miles are varying on this one, but
I have been told by a few women that this
is something I was thinking. At least, just come down
the legs as you're walking down a summer street. We
were in shorts or like you said, a summer dress
but not like or maybe you're just like if it's
like a low cut summer dress, maybe across your tents,
I could see that. But my face, mylelashes, my eyes
mean too much to me. I'm just saying, for my author,
what part of excites you the most? The initial feeling
of come drying on your face as you walk, or
the specific reactions from different people, old ladies, married men,
even girls your age? Would you add extra details, like
talking to people or letting it trip onto your dress?
And for my listeners, have you ever fantasized about a
public come walk or similar blatant expiionism? Would you rather
be the one strutting with coum covered face or the
one strangers reacting to it. You know the drill they're
in the show notes who These stories have got me
a little sensitive tonight. I'm just gonna tell you they
remind us how thrilling it can be to seize the moment,
whether that's letting the loose on the cruise ship with
two horny best friends, getting caught in a steamy hot
tab with your partner's mom and sister, turning after work
drinks into a filthy gang bang behind the bar, or
boldly walking through the city wearing five men's come on
your pretty face like the sexiest badge of honor. There's
so much empowerment in owning exactly what turns you on
and finding people who match that energy without a single
drop of shame. Whether you're exploring exhibitionism, group play, hot
wife sharing, or just raw spontaneous vacation secks, the hottest
experiences happen when you give yourself permission to want it
and fucking go for it. Are you ready for tonight's
retal answer. I'll read the question again just for you.
I'm long and heart and I love to be sucked.
Do you have a guess and it's not a lollipop?
I'll read it one more time. I'm long and hard
and I love to be sucked. When am I? Yeah?
I know that's not that it's a straw? I guess
really de vtting on what state you're in is if
you can have if you have to have those paper straws,
or you can have our old plastic straw or country
I should say, right, and now it's time for your
tocke in Here I am kneeling and right in front
of you in the stem room, my eyes locked on
yours with the hungry cock drunk love. Lips are parted
already glistening with antssipation, and my pussy is throbbing between
my thighs, swick swollen, dripping down my inner legs like
a desperate whore who needs to be used. You know
exactly what I crave. I want you to face fuck me,
not some gentle blow job. I want it sloppy, nasty, depraved.
You're thick cock slamming down my throat till spit is
pouring everywhere until I'm gagging and choking, begging for more
with my eyes watering. You step closer. You're heavy cock
already twitching in front of my face. I can smell
that musky manly scent of you, sweat preecum mixed together
and making my mouth water. Please, I whisper my voice,
breathy and low, just for you. Here's my face, make
it messy. My tits are heaving in this tiny top,
nibbles stiff and aching, and I arch my back to
push them out for you. You don't waste time. Your
hand fist in my hair, gripping tight, and you slap
that back cock head against my cheek once twice, leaving
a sticky trail of precumb smeared across my skin. Then
you press it to my lips. I open tongue out
for you, like a good girl, and you thrust forward.
The stretch is immediate, delicious. Your cock feels my mouth thick, fainty,
pushing over my tongue and bumping the back of my throat.
I moan around you, a vibration, making your shaft jump.
You've grown deep in your chest as I start rocking
your hips. At first, it's teasing, slow, deep bushes that
make my jawn ache so good. Sliva builds fast, pulling
around your cock as I suck and slur. I pull
back with a thick string of spit that connects my
lower lip of your glistening shaft. It drips down my
chin in long, obscene strands, landing warm and wet on
my tins. I feel it sliding between my cleavage, making
my skin shiny and slick. Fuck, yeah, growl, and you
spit right on my face, hot and thick, right across
my cheek and lips. I whimper, my pussy clenching hard,
fresh juices trickling out of me. You show me back
in this harder, this time deeper. My throat convulses around
the head of your cock as you force past my
cahag reflux, gluck, gluck. Though it sounds choking from the room,
Spit gushes from my throat, bubbling around your shaft, spilling
over my lips and messy waves. It runs down my
chin and rivers, soaking my tits until there's shiny and dripping.
Some strip lower onto your heavy balls As they slap
against my chin with every thrust, I can feel them tightening,
hot and full. You pull out suddenly, strings a thick
spit connecting us I'm gasping, coughing, drooling, pouring from the
open mouth. You skop a handful of that warm, stringy
mess onto my chin and smear it on my forehead,
wiping even over my eyes, some glistening like you's slut.
Then you spin again straight into my mouth. Swallow you command,
and I do, eagerly, feeling your warm saliva slide down
my throat all my pussy spasms the need. I'm so
fucking wet, it's embarrassing. My thighs are slippery, my click pulsing, untouched,
but you don't let me rest, grab my head both
hands and really start face fucking me. Hard balls, deep
thrusting that make my nose bury in your hubs every
time my throat bulges visibly with her on your cock, gagging, wretcheting,
But I love it more. Spit floods out, thick, frosby,
nasty My cascades down my chin, splattering my tits, tripping
off my nibbles, and heavy drops. Your balls are soaked,
swinging and slapping wetly across my drewel covered face. Every
pull back brings flood of slima that you catch and
run back into me. Panting my pretty face with shiny,
sloppy disaster. Fuck, look at you, you moan. Your voice
is rough, my nasty little spit slut. You thrust again,
holding deep as my throat squeezes and milks you. I
can barely breathe, but my pussy is on fire, clinching, rhythmically,
leaking so much. I'm sitting in a wet spot. You
pull out and slap your cock on my tongue and
spit directly into my open mouth. Again. I gargle it
for you, showing you before you swallowing it with my
filthy moan. My eyes are streaming, tears mascare running, but
I'm grinning like a cock hungry hohar that I am.
The build up is torture. You add yourself in my throat,
slowing down to grind teep while I swirl my tongue
as fast as I can around your shaft, the faster,
punishing my face until my jaw's numb. My throat is raw,
spits everywhere, dripping, flying, coating us. Both my tits are drenched,
heaving with every brutal thrust. Finally, you candle back, You
bury yourself to the hilt, balls pressed to my chin
and unload. Thick ropes of bot come shoot straight down
my throat. I choke on it, swallowing desperately with some bubbles.
Back up with more spit leaking from the corners of
my mouth. You pull out and pain across the rest
of my face. Come mixing with all that spit dripping
down my creaming rivets. Go over my lips, chin, then tits.
I'm a mess, trembling pussy aching so bad it hurts,
but we're just getting started. You pull me up by
the hair, kiss me deep, tasting your own comb, and
spit on my tongue. Your hands are on my body,
pinching my split like nibbles, sliding down to cut my
soaking cunt. So fucking wet from that face. Fuk you
murmur against my lips. I nod frantically. Please, I need
you inside me. You been me over the bed assap
pay still dripping into onto the sheets. My pussy lips
are puppy and clistening, whole, winking with need. You don't
tease this time. You slam in balls deep in one
brutal thrust, the stretches of scene my walls, gripping your
thick clock like a vise. Fuck, I screamed, pushing back
to take every inch. You start pounding me immediately, hip
slapping wetly against my ass. The sound is filthy, wet
squalshes as my ass juices of your shaft and drip
down your balls. Every thrust in stock waves through me.
Your cock hits that perfect spot deep inside, making my
toes curl. I could feel my pussy fluttering, clenching, trying
to milk. You eat around and rub my clit in
fast circles, and I come hard, squirting all over your
cock and thighs and hot, messy sprays. Oh God, yes,
put me. My whole body shakes, thighs trembling, but you
don't stop. You keep railing me through it, drawing out
the orgasm until I'm a babbling nonsense. You flip me
onto my back, my legs spread wide. My face is
still covered and spit and come, and you lean down
to like some of my cheek before kissing me again.
Then you slide back inside, slower this time, savoring the
slick heat. I wrap my legs around you, heels digging
into your back as you grind deep. The friction is delicious.
Your cock, dragging along every sensitive ridge inside me. You
whisper filthy things in my ear. Your throat felt so
fucking good. Choke on now your pussy slid. My cock
is a greeting cunt. I'm ow claw on your shoulders.
You pick up the speed, fucking me harder the bed,
creaking my Tit's bounce into every thrust and still shining
with spit. You suck on wind, the bowl in your mouth,
biting gently while pounding away. Another orgasm builds fast. I
can feel at my core tight coil ready to snap.
You sense it and slam harder, ball slapping my ass.
Come for me again, soap my cock. I explode, pussy
spasming wildly around you, squirting again in powerful jets splashed
between our bodies. The wet sounds are non stop. My
juices are everywhere, making everything slippery and nasty. You pull
out and flip me again, this time on my side,
one leg hooked over your shoulder, the ankles deeper, your
cock reaching new places that make my eyes roll back.
You fuck me like an animal, grunting with effort, Sweat
dripping from your chest and onto my spit covered tents.
Everych down run my clit and chasing another peak. Fill
me up. I back cream by my pussy. You growl,
thrust even harder, the head of your cock, battering my cervix,
dird orgasm heads like a wave, walls clamping down so
tight I can barely move. That pushes you over. You
bury deep and come hard, flatting my insides of thick
hot ropes of seamen. I feel every pulse ever, spurning,
painting my walls. That overflows, immediately mixing with my skirt
and dripping out around your cock. We collapse together oncely,
slide down your body, yer spent cock, still twitching. I
take you into my mouth again, cleaning you off, tasting
or mixed juices, my pussy cream on your cumb It's salty,
musky and perfect. I suck you gently, nursing you back
to hardness while I finger my cum filled cut, pushing
your low deeper. We shift a doggie once more, and
you pull your hair and the reins as you palm
me from behind. My face is to the mattress to ask,
pounding high, gasping and leaking. Come. You spin on my
asshole for good measure, rubbing it in with your cock
destroys my cunt. The sensations overload me, another squirt of
orgasm that leaves my vision shaking and blurring. My pussy
clinches just saying it, still leaking your com down my thighs.
This question is for you and for you alone. You
want to come for me and on my sloppy, spit
covered face, taking every thrust. I love to hear about it.
Thank you for spending your night with me, my delicious
naughty listeners. If these stories got your heart racing, your
body's aching, I want to hear from you. Send your
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