Speaker 1: Nice. Well, you guys will have to let me know.
Like I said, I haven't tried the motor Bunny. It's
all on the I don't know if you looked at
the carrying cases. I have the big pink carrying case,
and then I got an extra little pouch. It goes
right on top to carry extra toys you want to
take with you. So that's what I got. But I said,
the motor Bunny was a gift for a shout out,
and I bought the because I had to travel to
Vegas with it last year, and that was interesting all
in itself. I didn't get flagged. I was waiting for
security to go, what is this? Well, you straddle it
like this. Hey it's Mars. Am I a Mars. That's
my girl, Mars. Meet David and Mary. Where's free Jle.
We got to George step Phoots, Well tell them, I said, hello,
unless he turned the headphones off to you two. Al Right, guys,
let's get started here for we get all in Giggle's status. Hello,
filthy listeners, Welcome back to Nikki after Dark, the show
where your wildest, most anonymous confessions come to life. To night,
we're diving into risk spontaneedity, and the delicious thrill of
the unexpected. Here's what you're here in this episode, A
flirty co worker in a skin tight yoga pants catches
him staring and drags him to the woman's toilet, drops
her knees, and swallows every drop. A woman slips on
the thinnest top she owns for a morning jog through
a chilly Pittsburgh. And a woman brings a shy, quiet
guy from the bar, sits on his lap in nothing
but an oversized T shirt, and sucks him slow and
deep until he explodes all over her face. Before we
get things started, I've got a question for you. A
listener asked, have you ever had a completely spontaneous sexual
experience that just happened out of nowhere with almost zero planning?
I want to hear from you, guys, and if you did,
what was the exact moment that made you throw caution
to the wind and just go for it? And looking back,
was that spontaneous decision one of the hottest memories? Do
you still get off to or do you have any regrets? Hello,
free Hooly, I heard your headphone, sir, not charged tonight, Freejole,
meet David and Betty or not Betty, Oh my goodness,
PuTTY's on my mind, Mary David and Mary, Oh goodness.
And now for tonight's mystery riddle. This one will be
scratching your head hopefully and maybe Preejole won't cheat and
look it up. Ask this question all day long, but
you'll always get a completely different answer, and yet all
the answer will be correct. What's the question? And you
can keep that in your dirty minds and I'll give
you the answer at the very end of the show.
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 from people just like you
and me. Dear Nikki, this happened almost exactly twenty years ago,
and I still think about it constantly. One day, my
wife came home from the grocery store and casually mentioned
she'd seen a really good looking guy. She said he
flirted with her, even slipped her his phone number. She
laughed it off at the time and never said another
word about calling him. Weeks went by with total silence
on the subject, so I figured she'd thrown the number away.
Then one evening she sat down and told me, almost
matter of factly, she called him. His name was Adam.
She said she was going to meet him at his
work the next day. The following afternoon, she walked through
the front door, looking flushed and a little disheveled. She
came straight to me described exactly what happened in vivid detail.
Adam fucked her standing up right there at his workplace.
She said she came seven times before he finally finished
inside her, seven orgasms. I'll never forget the way she
said it. Her voice was excited, almost proud. After she
drove straight home. The moment she stepped inside, she pretended
to be violently sick. She clutched her stomach, ran to
the bathroom, and made loud noises throwing up. I remember
that day so clearly, even now, twenty years later, I
can picture her bolting for the toilet. When she finally
came out of the bathroom, she looked at me dead
in the eye and said, don't even touch me. I'm sick.
But I knew that look. It was the exact same flushed, satisfied,
glowing expression she always had right after we had really
good sex. Her eyes were glassy, her cheeks were pink,
her hair slightly messy. In that just fucked way, I
knew she wasn't sick at all. Two days later, she
wrote in her diary that she had an infection down
there and it definitely wasn't for me. I remember her
going to the doctor, coming home and announcing we couldn't
have sex for a whole month because of it. About
a month after, she noted in her diary that the
VD had finally cleared up and was safe now. I
found all of this when I looked through her diary
many months later. After that entry, Adam's name never came
up again. A standing witness to a throbbing standing the
I'm sick thing. That's interesting. I don't think I've ever
ran to the toilet and did anything like that. That's
I really don't know what this guy and seven orgasms
standing up at us work, I mean at your work,
I mean, okay, standing witness, would you how did this
even happening? I'm wondering where all these jobs are that
have the like a dark corner where you can actually
do blow jobs and sex. Because I don't know about
you guys. When I worked out nine to five in
a building. I didn't know about any dark corners. I
cannot saying they're not any Maybe the stairwell, if you
have one. Does anybody have a dark corner that mysterious
things happen grocery stores? Oh yes, David, that's right in
the cooler, right, David had sex on a cooler, not costco.
I askeding and looking back twenty years later, do you
wish you had confronted her right then? Or does part
of you still get aroused by the memory? I this
is enough for me. I mean the seven or I
couldn't stand through seven orgasms even in my younger years.
I'm not gonna say that out loud ever again. I
seven orgasms standing up. I have strong orgasms. There's no
way I could have seven of them standing up. What
about you, guys, gentlemen? Seven orgasms standing up? I'd want
to witness that free holy a, seven orgasms two standing.
I wasn't gonna out you, but David and Mary they're
married too. Two on a good day. Oh love you guys.
I've missed you. Dear Nikki. This is the very first
time my husband loaned me out to another man, and
I still get wet just thinking about how it all unfolded.
That night started so innocently our local pub. I was
wearing a thin black dress that showed off my cleavage
and hugged my ass, feeling sexy and a little tipsy.
Mark had been hinting for months about watching me with
someone else, but I'd never imagine it it would actually happen.
Then he nodded towards the bar and introduced me to Martin,
a kind, respectful guy who found on the swinger site.
Within an hour, we were back at our house and
I was on my knees sucking Martin's cock while my
husband stroked himself and watched. God, it felt so dirty
and exciting. Martin was only six inches but had this perfect,
slight curve that hit all the right spots. I rode
him first, grinding on his dick while Mark stared at
my pussy swallowing another man's cock. I came hard on
Martin the first three orgasms that night, shaking and gushing
around him as my husband urged me on. Later, I
got on all fours so Martin can fuck me doggy
style while I sucked Mark's cock, being spit roasted like
that feeling. Martin slam into me from behind and pushed
my mouth down on my husband's stick. It was filthy
and perfect. When Martin was about to come, I begged
him to fill my pussy. He buried himself deep and
pumped a massive, warm load inside me while I came again,
my whole body quivering. At the same moment, Mark exploded
in my hand, kissing me passionately as another man's com
flooded my married cunt. After Martin left, I lay there
on the sex drenched sheets with my legs spread wide.
My pussy was bald, puffy, and sloppy. I gaped oozing
mess of my own sick juices mixed with Martin's thick
cum leaking out of me. I ran my fingers through it,
feeling the different textures, then smeared his spent sea across
my stomach and up to my firm breast. I'd never
seen anything like that before, but I felt so extra
lustful and slutty that night. It just felt right. Mark
slid between my outspread legs, staring at the damage. His
hand trembled as he pushed a finger into my freshly fuckle,
Feeling how wet and open I was God, damn, that
was so fucking hot. He whispered, look at all that come?
Martin shot a huge load inside your pussy, baby. I
laughed softly and told him he sh'd feel it from
my point of view. He curved his finger against my
swollen g spot and kept stroking his own cock, clearly
as turned on as I was. I love Mark so much,
and knowing he got to watch me come three times
on a stranger's bare cock made everything even hotter. We
accidentally cracked open the swinging door months earlier with some
drunk dirty talk about my college axe Peter. That night,
I'd tease Mark with stories while I sucked him, then
let him fuck me exactly the way Peter used to.
Folded up with my legs back, getting poundied hard until
I squirted. But this actually met. Martin fucked me and
filled me while Mark watched. This was something else Entirely.
Fifteen years into our marriage, after only a handful of
lovers before Mark, I just bare back a man I
barely knew, in a full threesome and loved every second
of it. Martin's first load. I like this, though I
don't think I could relive my younger years where I
could put my legs behind my shoulders and you looked
like that ever again, Uh, I just don't been that
way anymore. I don't know about you, guys. That moment
you begged Martin to come inside you while kissing your husband,
do you think it was exact second the swinging door
swung right open and rubbing another man's come into your
breast while your husband watched the cream pie? That was
just an extra slutti act. I know sometimes when I
get fucked really good, I don't know if it's maybe
post come, but it's not post come for me. It
like senses me up, like I have to go again.
And for those who are listening, have you ever watched
your partner get filled by someone else or been the
one getting loaned out? And how did the after moment
assessing the messy pussy feel compared to the actual thunking?
You were never able to put your legs behind your head?
Is this Merry or David? Because I'm like David? That okay,
hey free, Holy David could put his legs behind his
head and get sucked or stroke his cock. Goals, real
a goals. It's called yoga, mars Well, yoga get him
in some yoga and then I'll come over and we'll
cheer him on. Oh, Mars, I'm gonna tell you now,
Betty and I are starting a reverse harem in my
basement and have them come up and perform for us
at night, you know, whatever we want. I was going
to rope you in our little group, okay, since we
can't do the well, we were going to LinkedIn sex jobs. Yeah,
I thought you might want to join in. No boys
be oz be oyz allowed, you know, hanging on our door,
except the ones in the harem downstairs. Dear Nikki, I
live right next door to this incredibly hot asked woman
and her husband. Over time, I got to know her
really well, helping her husband with odd jobs around the
house here and there, and we all became good friends.
But nothing prepared me for what happened one afternoon in
their office. I walked in without knocking, and there she was,
bent over at the waist picking up some papers on
the floor. Her short skirt had ridden all the way up,
giving me a perfect view of her beautiful ass and
completely shaved pussy, not a single hair, just smooth, puffy lips,
that tight little slit glistening slightly in the light. I
froze my cock, instantly twitching in my pants as I stared.
She must have felt my eyes on her, because she
slowly straightened up, turned around, and caught me dead in
the act. Instead of getting mad or covering up, she
gave me this naughty little smile and asked, do you
like what you saw? I didn't even hesitate. Hell yeah,
I answered, my voice thick with lust. Just then we
both heard her husband's truck pulling up outside. My heart jumped.
I quickly grabbed the papers i'd come for, trying to
act normal, and walked right out. As he was coming
in the door. He nodded at me like nothing was wrong,
completely clueless that seconds earlier I'd been staring straight at
his wife's shave pussy and telling her how much I
liked it. She gave me one last teasing glance over
her shoulder as I left, that same wicked smile on
her lips. Martin, OHI so do we think that uh
something would have happened? If you know, the husband wuldn't
have pulled in. I kind of like the the wink
and away. And for those who are listening, have you
ever accidentally or not so accidentally flashed a neighbor or
friend and then played it cool when their partner showed up.
And how risky did it feel in the moment. I
don't know if I have guys of you. Oh and Mary,
you're invited to our reverse hand. Two your neighbors have
been really old, probably heart attack. Well, you know, Mars,
they might thank you for it before they're with their
dying breath. From what I understand, most men would, you know,
they might just say, hey, Mars, spread a little wider
before I see black. You know, see there you go, Mars,
right there, go next door and let us know how
it goes. Dear Nikki, A few years ago, at a
friend's wedding in a beautiful European castle with a huge garden,
something happened that still makes my rock cock rock hard
even when I think about it. My life. Lucy was
twenty six at the time. We had great sex life,
but had never done anything with another person. She wore
this cute blue dress, completely naked back and nothing underneath.
She knew how much I love that the light fabric
perfectly hugged her firm body, flat tummy, perky, little boobs
and wonderful ass. We were both feeling horny all day.
The party went into the night. Most of the family
had left, leaving just our group of friends outside in
the dark garden. A fire was burning and only a
few dim lights were scattered around. Lucy and I were
under a big tree, kissing passionately. I had my hands
under her dress, happily squeezing her bare ass. When we
heard footsteps, we just stopped just as this cool guy
we met earlier, let's call him Jay, walked up. He
sat at our table. During dinner, The three of us
started chatting quietly in the dark. I was still super
horny and kept caressing Lucy's back, letting my hands slip
down to her ass every few seconds. The mood felt intimate.
Lucy was leaning gently against Jay's chest, and soon he
was also softly stroking her back while we talked. I
knew having a threesome was one of my biggest fantasies,
and seeing her getting cozy with him had me throbbing
with excitement. Then, so some one from the group called
everyone over. They had arranged all the chairs in a
big circle around the fire for talking, smoking, and listening
to Katar. We couldn't all sit together, so I told Lucy, hey,
you were in the middle of your conversation with Jay,
you should sit with him. I don't mind, and she
gave me a quick kiss and followed him. Jay sat
down first, and to my surprise, Lucy chose to sit
right on his lap. My heart started pounding. Some of
friends gave me awkward glances, but I didn't care. As
the night went on, I couldn't stop watching them. Lucy
was laughing, clearly having fun, while Jay kept caressing her back.
Then she kissed his cheek. A moment later, she leaned
in and kissed him on the lips, a quick, shy kiss.
At first, that single kiss lit a fire in me.
They kept going, each kiss kept getting longer and more passionate.
Soon they were making out deeply while she sat on
his lap. His hands explored lower and lower under her
dress until he was openly grabbing her naked ass. The
way she was positioned, her bare ass was poking out
onto the side, giving me and probably every one else
a clear view. His fingers kept sliding toward her pussy,
and she was gently grinding against him, clearly turned on
people in the circle. Were staring and they'll get the
room look, but Lucy and Jay didn't seem to care.
Just as things were heating up even more, some one
ta announced it was time to sleep and the party
broke up. Jay left with the others and Lucy and
I back to our room and had incredible hot sex.
We were both insanely horny from what had just happened,
and Jay had an early flight the next morning, so
we never saw him again. But that night at the
wedding remained one of our hottest sexual memories, and probably
for every other table around you Dear and We're signed,
or Darcy made it lap dance at the castle, I'm
sure that everybody within seeing distance has a nice little
memory to go home with, even though they say it's
not that moment. When you let Lucy sit on Jay's
lap instead of a free chair, do you think she
was testing the waters for you or had the chemistry
with him already been there? And those who are listening,
have you ever watched your partner makeout or get handsy
with someone else at a party, your wedding and did
the risk of others watching turn you on even more
or did it make you nervous? No and no free
holy and here I had you as a world traveling jigglow.
I mean that's the rumors anyway, that's where I figured
you two were. You know, you know he's a free
flying jigglow. Who knows I could paint a big dirty
life for you too. Sharing no suspense of getting caught
is fun. Yeah, I'm surprised she didn't. Yes, she tested Mary.
The first time I seen David with guy, really nice
nice guys. I kind of thought while she was in
his lap, kind of grinding, I'm really surprised she didn't
reach back and squeeze. You know, maybe it's my little
dirty mind, but I really had her finding way to
on zip his cock and sit on it at the
table full of everybody. And I'm gonna guess that the
person that said all right, lights out, time for lights
out was one that kind of that got the rumor
what mil went around of, Hey, these people aren't getting
to get the room look book, so we need to
say call it a night. There's nothing wrong with that. Mary.
Dear Nikki. This happened just a few weeks ago at
my tech office. I'm in my mid thirties, decent looking
and surrounded by mostly guys. Since it's a male dominated field,
we're constant hiring and trying new people here at the headquarters.
That's when Paula walked in, five three, about one hundred
and thirty pounds, black hair, and an hour glass body,
with a nice ass that made my cock twitch every
single day. She wore tight yoga pants that hugged every
curve perfectly. She sat close to me, and every time
she walked by, I had an instant hard on. We
hit it off while I helped her train. She was
super flirty until I casually mentioned I have a girl friend.
I could hear the disappointment in her voice. The flirting
cooled off, but she made sure to mention several times
afterward that she was single. One night, I was staying late,
finishing some work and waiting for a couple of guys
we could grab drinks. I headed to the toilet as
I was shutting down my computer, Paula got up and
started walking. I couldn't help myself. I stared at that
perfect ass the whole way. She turned toward the toilets
too and caught me looking, and I gave her an
awkward sorry smile. She just smiled back and asked, so
you do like it? That was all the invitation I needed.
My hand went straight to her ass and gave it
a good firm squeeze. She didn't pull away. I pressed
her against the wall and started feeling her up, running
my hands all over her body. She whispered that we
needed to move before some one saw us. Since I
knew all the other women had already gone home, I
suggested the woman's toilet, and she moaned yes instantly. The
second we stepped inside, she dropped to her knees and
went for my cock, which was already raw hard. The
moment her warm mouth wrapped around me, I almost lost it.
Then we heard the guise calling my name from the hallway,
recalling the elevator. Hurry up, I had to answer on
the crapper give me a minute. While I was talking,
Paula started jerking me fast with her hand and whispering,
I want it all in my mouth. That dirty little
sentence pushed me over the edge. I came hard, a
huge load, and she swallowed every drop, licking my head
clean with a sexy, satisfied smile on her face. Then
she said, softly, goth em, you'll be late. As I
was pulling up my pants and heading out, she added,
in a quiet teasing voice, next time on my face
you are come guzzling, dude. I okay, I don't know
if I would have kept going. If a dude goes,
hold on, I'm on the crapper, that's not gonna help
me concentrate. Just saying, I just I don't know about that,
but it does sound like a dude thing to say.
Yet dude wipes oh my so yes. Gentlemen, if you
are ever in this situation, don't yell I'm on the
crapper to people that are looking for you. It might
kill the mood. Didn't for them, but it may kill
the mood. Just saying exactly right there, puke. And for
those that are listening, have you ever had a quick,
risky office encounter like this? Would you have gone for
the face the next time or tried to fuck her properly?
I can't get over the crapper thing. I'm gonna be honest,
dear Nikki. My boyfriend and I have an open relationship
and we've had one threesome before the guy we met online,
but nothing prepared me for what happened a few weeks
ago on our trip. It was an off season at
the hotel, so the place was quiet. It was already
late when we went to the pool area. We had
separated for a bit while chatting with other guests, nothing sexual.
At one point I noticed my boyfriend talking with a
woman I didn't know in the sauna. I was about
to walk away, but curiosity won and I pink through
the small window door. Inside was this skinny girl in
her early twenties, dark hair, small perky breasts, and hard nipples.
My stomach dropped when I saw him lean forward and
start sucking on our tits, even though we were open.
I felt a rush of anger, sadness, and jealousy that
I wasn't part of it from the start. But then
the ellisie turned into heat. I got so wet from
watching them that I slipped two fingers in my tight
pussy right there outside the sauna and started fingering myself.
After he finished sucking on her nipples, he picked her up,
spread her legs, and buried her face in her well
trimmed pussy. She licked her clip, swirled his tongue around it,
then pushed inside her two sliding two fingers inside she
was moaning and begging for more, and couldn't I couldn't
stay outside any longer. I quietly crept in, dropped my knee,
and took my boyfriend's cock in my mouth. He looked
shocked when he saw me sucking him slowly, bobbing up
and down, squeezing his balls. That look of surprise gave
me such a thrill incense power. When I climbed up,
I sat my wet pussy right on her face. She
starting eating me immediately, licking my pussy and asked, before
focusing on my clit and fingering me deep. I bent
down and returned the favor, licking her sweet pussy while
my boyfriend watched and stroked his cock. I pulled his
head to my tits and made him suck them, switching
between each one. Feeling in control now, I grabbed his cock,
stroked it, and guided it straight into her dripping pussy.
I watched up close as he slid inside her, stretching
her open. She moaned loudly as he started fucking her.
While he pumped in and out. I sucked on her
to small tits. When she came hard, screaming in pleasure,
he pulled out sick, clean his cock, tasting her juices
mixed with his. Then he bent me over, slammed into
my soaked pussy from behind as he fucked me deep.
I kept eating her pussy, fingering her tonguing her clad
until she shook and skirted into my mouth. I drank
every drop while my boyfriend kept pounding me. He sped up,
fucking me harder and faster until he filled my pussy
with hot comb. I came hard on his cock, my
orgasm crashing through me as he kept thrusting through every wave. Afterward,
the three of us went to the showers, cleaned up,
and went our separate ways, like nothing had happened. Your
steaky sauna voyr turned director. I like this that she
kind of rolled the emotional roller coaster of jealousy and
then I'm taking charge kind of thing, like reclaiming in
a way. I like that instead of bounding off pissed,
she kind of flipped the scrip on them, like if
this's gonna happen, it's gonna happen to my terms while
I'm here. And I really like that. For those who
are listening, have you ever walked in on your partner
with someone, else and turned jealousy into a spontaneous threesome,
cleaning his clock after her after he fucked her, or
vice versa. Biel As hot as it sounds, boy, this
script is full of threesomes. Tonight, Darcy to be craving
a threesome. Mary has Mary his stories, Mars, you're offul quiet?
Do you barely deal with this one? Well? I mean
he is a traveling juggalo, so you know, and that
can put his legs behind his head. Really, you walked
in on daving a beach? Did you so? Questions here
and anybody else can ask too. Did you know he
was going to be giving one? Or was it like
the story? Wow? Huh. I think it'd be interesting to
walk in on somebody in the middle of an act like,
especially if they thought they were alone, especially exploring. I
think that'd be interesting, but I wouldn't want them to
stop just saying Dear Nikki. Naomi and I had a
vital but intensely passionate relation. She was a no nonsense,
dominant woman with short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
As things progressed, she started giving me blowjobs way more
often than actually fucking. It was amazing but sometimes I
really just wanted to be inside her. I think Naomi
loved blowjobs because they let her stay in total control.
With my cock in her mouth, she had all the power. Fucking,
on the other hand, made her feel vulnerable. Every time
I slid into her, her expression would soften and she'd
open up to me, both physically and emotionally, and I
could tell that made her uncomfortable. Debbie was Naomi's best friend,
but a choppy blonde with short hair and glasses. She
was divorced in not seeing anyone. Life seemed tough for her,
especially with her weight, but she was still cute in
her own way. She was always hanging around us, and
I could tell she was a little envious of our relationship.
One night, while trying to convince Naomi to fuck me,
I half chokingly complained that if we didn't have sex
often enough and maybe Debby could help me out. To
my surprise, Naomi didn't shoot the idea down. In fact,
she seemed thoughtful about it. The idea of keeping our
relationship while having less actual fucking clearly appeared to appeal
to her, so I asked her to talk to Debbie
about whether she'd be interested in coming over to our
apartment and fucking me. Debbi agreed right away. She came
over one evening, horny and eager since she hadn't been
getting any Naomi stayed in the kitchen preparing dinner and
didn't want to be in the room. Debbie and I
went straight to the bedroom. I fucked her bare back
and came inside her twice, first missionary, then bending her
over the edge of the bed, pounding her deep. Afterward,
the three of us sat down for dinner together like
nothing unusual had happened. It wasn't awkward at all. When
Debbie left, Naomi came over, kissed me and asked how
I felt. I said it was fine. Then she gave
me this little, coy, little smile and asked if I
wanted a blowjob. She was clearly turned on and wanted
to reclaim me after I'd just fucked her best friend.
I washed up quickly and sat in the living room chair.
Naomi dropped to her knees and gave me one of
the slow, perfect blow jobs, taking her time cradling my balls,
making sure she got every last drop When I came.
She never swallowed, but she always kept it in her mouth.
Before spitting it out. As time went on, things became
much more casual. If Naomi and I were together and
she felt like it, she'd suck me off, even with
Debbie right there watching. Debby seemed to enjoy the show,
but always watching meet her horny, and she'd end up
beagging me to fuck her, which I happily did. Eventually,
Naomi let me even fuck her well Debbie watched. That
was incredible. I remember how hard I came inside Naomi,
groaning as Debbie stared at my ass pumping between her
best friend's legs. This arrangement lasted about a year before
Naomi and I eventually broke up and moved on to
other relationships, but those memories are still some of the hottest.
I have your dominant girlfriend's willing bull Yeah, hellos, how
ya doing? I don't know about this. I mean I
like that she you know, Debbie got something, but I
found something very disconnected with Naomi, so I kind of
saw the breakup kind of happen. I'm sure you guys
did too. I don't know if I would ever want this, though,
like I would, you know, I wouldn't want this. I
don't for those who are listening. Have you ever been
in or watched a friends with benefits set up where
one partner did only oral and let the other person
get fucked by someone? And how did you feel watching
and reclaiming? Not oh, not with a best friend, but
with someone else. I wouldn't want it that close to
family or you know, family friends. So mars, who's it with?
So you've had it with someone else, marry or David?
You've hit on other girls, you hit it, hit on
Oh gosh, my eyes tonight. And my husband finds that
funny and attractive, but never gone all the way. I
love flirting with women. Women are very sensual. There's nothing
like a good woman flirt, you know, one that can
give back as good as she takes. Yeah, that gets
me wet if I'm reading it right towards the end. Yeah,
but you're still good. I don't a woman. She didn't
like it. That sucks. That sucks, Dear Nikki. I've never
done anything like this before, but hearing all the confessions
here got me so worked up that I had to
try something risky This morning. I picked out the thinnest,
most see through top on my own and went for
my usual jog in Pittsburgh. It was a bit cold out,
so my nipples got rock hard right away and rubbed
against the fabric with every step. The material was so
thin that my entire chest looked completely exposed, like I
wasn't wearing anything at all. My breast aren't huge, but
they bounced noticeably with every stride, and the longer I ran,
the more sore and sensitive my nipples became, which only
turned me on even more. At first, not many people
were out because it was so early, but one guy
started getting hard even held his phone up in my
direction for a while. I'm pretty sure he was taking
photos or a video. That sent a huge rush through me. Later,
a few more people passed by and made no attempt
to hide that they were staring at my chest. I
just looked away, kept jogging, heart pounding with a drillin 'rousal.
By the time I got home, I was soaked and
buzzing with excitement. I'm literally rubbing my pussy as I
type this. I still feeling the thrill. I don't know
if this will become a regular habit yet, but I'm
definitely planning to do it again soon. Give me more
ideas for risky exhibitionist things I can try outside in
the gym. Unfortunately, I'm not very creative on my own.
Thankfully I can come here for inspiration from you guys
and see what you're up to. Your hard nipple jogging tease. Uh,
that one was pretty out of the box for me, though.
I think maybe next time she should team it up
with the sea through top and then maybe some those
shorts now that make the camelte like, really enhance the
cameltoe and see what happens. We any ideas here. You've
tried running free ball in it one time, and that
was a mistake I'll not repeat. I'll make sure to
tell Darcy and see what he thinks. He's a runner too.
Get her nips hard and nice. My right nipple is
extremely sensitive, so I'm not a jogger. I'm a swimmer,
but I don't think i'd be scared. After watching The
Office where what's his name with jogging and he had
to tape his nipples. They led because the friction. I'm
scared to run because I am so sensitive on that side.
So yeah, Andy Bernard, the Nard doc, thank you, Oz.
Always count on Oz. Dear Nikki. A few weeks ago,
I was out with a group of friends at our
local bar. After a few drinks, the conversation turned to
sex and relationships. One of the single guys mentioned we
hadn't been with a woman in months. He wasn't bad
looking at all, just shy and quiet. I've always had
a soft spot for guys like that. Later I danced
with him a little and told him I was heading home.
I asked if he wanted to share an uber since
he lives in the same direction in the car, I
casually convinced him to stop at my place for a
bit before going home. We hung out in the kitchen
chatting for a while. Then I excused myself to the bathroom.
I quickly stripped down and slipped on just in an
overside T shirt with nothing on underneath. When I came
back out, I mentioned how he'd said he hadn't been
with a girl in a long time, and offered to
help him out. Then I walked over, sat right on
his lap, my face inches from his. We started kissing.
I could feel him getting hard beneath me. I pulled
back and asked if he liked a blow job. He
said yes. Immediately, I slid off his pants and took
his cock into my mouth, sucking him slow and passionately.
I pulled my t shirt off so he could watch
my tit's bounce while my head bobbed up and down
on him. After a while, he started moaning louder and gasped,
I'm gonna come. He pulled out of my mouth as
I opened wide and stuck my tongue out. He covered
my face and tongue with a thick, warm load. I
asked if he wanted to have sex, and he was
definitely keen. We waited until he got hard again, and
then we went at it. We both came hard. Afterward,
I got my vibrator out and made myself come again
right in front of him, legs spread while he watched.
He leapt shortly after, and I fell asleep with a
big smile on my face. I hope he really did too.
You're eager bar pickup comes lut. I'm glad, she said that,
because there are sometimes even though I have amazing sex
with him, there's sometimes I really need to ramp it up,
and I'll grab my womanizer that makes me come from
like the very base of my spine one last time,
and sometimes I do pass out. I like totally hope
not with a vibrate in my hand, and he's been
so kind to take it out of my hand and
turns off and let me go to bed. Oh goodness,
sitting on his lap in an overside T shirt and
offering to help him out. Okay, guys, is that the
big fantasy you know you've put over time? If I
haven't been able to hold that? Yeah, free Holy's thing.
Oh there's free Hoolly. I was gonna say, I think
is earplugs died. There's just something about oh yeah, exit
up my second. Well, I didn't mean to turn you
on that much and gone down her straight after an
orgasm because she knew. Uh, what was the question? Guys,
I'm flustered over here. I'm just I'm thinking of the
writ who popped into chat by the way. I don't
know if you guys saw it. So I've never done
the oversized T shirt with him, but I do like
Curtly like sometimes he'll read is Read and from the
Sun by his chair, and I love crawling to him
and moving stuff to the side and popping him in
my mouth. Yeah, that's my thing. Yeah, So I'm sorry
I was picturing that in my head for Holy you'll
have to ask your wife and for anybody listening, have
you ever brought home a shy or inexperienced person from
a night, taken out and taken the lead like this?
Did you did letting them watch? Or you finish with
a toy afterward feel extremely and extra hot and intimate?
That wasn't the question for you, only, Dear Niki. There's
a married woman I've known through my family for years.
Her husband was on hospice care, and one day they
both invited me over to their house to talk. I
showed up and they asked me if I was dating
anyone or seeing somebody. I said no and asked why.
They told me to sit down because they had a
big favorite ask. The husband looked straight in the eyes
and said he wanted me to take out his wife
on a date. I was shocked and asked why. He
told me he wanted her to be taken care of
by a good man after he was gone, and that
I was the only one he trusted to do it right.
So I started dating her. Now we've been together for
six months and she wants me to move in with them.
I've agreed to move in to their home just two
weeks after I moved in, her husband passed away. Since then,
things have gotten only deeper. She's sixty six years old
and has only been with two men in her entire life.
And let me tell you, she gives the best blowjobs
I've ever had in my life. We're in love now
and the sex is incredible. But here's the wild part.
She re liscently asked me if I can arrange a
gang bang for her. She wants to be with multiple
guys at once for the first time. I told her, yes,
I don't know how you feel about this, but it's happening.
Your secret horny bowl rack card thinking about watching my
sixty six year old lover get her first gang bang.
Darcy gave that her whole fucking mouthful. I love this,
and here's why, because of my brit Okay, hear me out.
So No, I wasn't there when she was in hospice care.
I came years later. So they had the talk and
they jokingly talked about it, and he mentioned that, well,
I'm just gonna turn you in for trade you in
for someone really younger. We're eighteen nineteen years apart, okay,
and she goes, you couldn't handle it. I think about
fourisch fourshe five years later. We met. We met the
year after my dad died, so that's how we all connect.
So that's my little story in one. So for me,
this is absolutely absolutely great. I love this. Anybody that
can make anybody and take age all out of it
feel credible, no matter how long it lasts, I'm all
for it, especially when it's something like this and they
they lose someone that's extremely special to them, and it
is very new to me and is very different because
you're their new story. You're not replacing them or anything else.
You're just they're new, and sometimes being there new means
they explore things differently than they with you. So I
like this exactly. So for the author, how do you
feel about arranging a gangbang for her? Are you excited, nervous, jealous,
all three? And has the passing? Well, I'm interested in
that because I'm going through the journey myself. It's very unique,
and I love that he still talks about her. We
don't talk about her a lot, but we still talk
about her. She's still there. I am very happy for
her exactly exactly. It's like I said, you're not replacing them,
You're the new You're the new adventure in their life,
and that's really great. Well I wish them a million
times good luck and keep exploring because it's new. It's
all new, and I love it. And for those who
are listening, would you ever agree to date someone at
the request of their dying spouse? And what age do
you think it's too late to explore wild new sexual
experiences like a gangbang? I don't think it's late at all,
like it all ever, you know, I think exploring new
sexual experiences can be up to your dying day. It
may not be what it was when you're twenty, but
it can still be adventurous. I agree with you Mark this,
it's I agree one hundred and ten percent, absolutely absolutely,
So what can we learn from these? Sometimes the hottest
moments come from pure restless, reckless risks, like that office quickie,
where the danger of getting caught made everything ten times wetter.
Sometimes it's about bold exhibitionism, letting strangers stare at your
bouncing tits and hard nipples and loving every second of
the adrenaline. And sometimes it's about a generous, no strings kindness,
taking a shy guy home and giving him the night
of his life and walking away smiling because you made
someone feel desired. All these stories remind us that the
best sex often happens when we stop overthinking and just
lean into the moment. Desire doesn't always need a plan,
it just needs a spark. Exactly, Mars, exactly, You're never
too old to have fun or start something new right
for your holy I mean, you just started your jigglo thing,
and look at you, a world traveler. I'm very proud
of you. And for those who are wandering to answer
on our riddle tonight, here it is. You ask this
question all day long, but always get the completely different answers,
and yet all the answers will be correct. What am I?
Or what is the question? Close? I'm waiting for the
husband to time in the full question. Okay, it's what
time is it? So you were close? All right, guys,
it's time for your nightly tuckn I've been married for
eight years, and until last weekend, I thought I knew
exactly who I was, a faithful thirty year old wife
who loved her husband and kept every dirty little fantasy
locked safely inside my head. But Jake, God, Jake was
sliding under my skin. Since the day he stood beside
my husband at our wedding as the groomsman. He always
flirted with me in the right in front of everyone,
even when his own wife was laughing two feet away.
At parties, he'd pressed close behind me at the drink table,
his breath warm against my ear while he told me
how the sun dress I was wearing made my ass
look like it was begging to be grabbed. Oh wait,
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And that's just one of the perks. So tell me.
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