Speaker 1: That's as she said. That. That's good, guys, really good
mood tonight. I love this. Okay, let's get things going here. Hey,
you filthy beautiful listeners, Welcome back to Nikki after Dark,
the only place where your darkest, most anonymous confessions come
to life. I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight we're serving pure,
unfiltered heat. Here are three short teasers of what you'll
hear on this episode. A quick elevator ride with your
hot neighbor turns into flashing her tits, getting your nipples sucked,
and ending up bent over the storage In an innocent,
flat chested, ginger Catholic schoolgirl raised in an ultra strict fraternity,
she hears flat mates fucking through the walls and finally
gives in rubbing her virgin pusse. And you wake up
with a hard cock already pounding from mind, you grinding back,
you desperate like a slut, only to open your eyes
and realize your sandwich between two men. That and so
so much more. But before we dive into this craziness
and Abe telling us what actually happened on men's night
or boys' night without blushing, here's some juicy details. I
think you might be interested in. Let me ask you
this confession here right, this is completely for you to
internalize and think. And if ask yourself what sexual fantasy
or hidden side of yourself that would completely shock people
who think they know the real you. And when you
think about that, how do you think your life for
relationships would change if they ever found out? And does
it keep it locked away actually make the fantasy even
hotter for you? I there are the people really close
to me don't know of my sexual exploit exploits, but
they do know I do this. Eventually, I you know,
had to come out with some people, especially my dad
in a way sort of, but that's another story for
another day. And but I don't know about the intimate
parts that I tell you, you know, the very very
down low for me farts. So I don't know what
they would think. And I'm actually at the stage in
my life where I could give a damn, But it
would be interesting to watch their faces for sure. And
now it's time for your brand new reddle. Remember it's
extremely dirty, but I promise it's completely clean. Here it is.
I go in holes and stay in tight What am
I keep those nasty little thoughts in your head while
we get on to tonight's confessions. You know what time
of day. Yes, 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, I have to confess something that still makes
my pulse race every time I remember it. My girlfriend
had been fantasizing about the visiting a live sex show
while we were on a romantic getaway in Paris. We
picked up the Crimson Cabaret for an evening performance and
slipped into a dimly lit theater. We settled in its
seats right beside two attractive women who were already sipping cocktails.
The place hummed with sultry music, low lights, and the
waitress quickly took our drink quarters. We sat there, buzzing
with anticipation. As the show began, The lights dropped and
the first performer stepped on the stage, A stunning woman
with long dark hair, golden olive skin, and the lingerie
that barely contained her incredible curves. She danced seductively before
calling for a volunteer. My girlfriend instantly squeezed my thigh
and whispered, you should go up there and do it.
No one else had raised her hand yet, so with
my heart pounding, I stood up. The crowd jeered as
I made my way to the stage, and I could
hear my girlfriend whooping the loudest. Once I was up there,
she leaned in close and pulled in my ear to
relax and enjoy. She guided me through everything. She had
me sit on a low ledge with my back to
the wall, then gave me the most intense lap dance.
She pressed her knees together, straddled me, and pushed full
her breast right into my face. She peeled off her
braw while grinding down and spun around, parted my legs,
and worked her firm ass against my growing bulge in
a slow, teasing circles. She whispered for me to raise
both hands. I obeyed. She stripped off my shirt, tossing
it aside. Then she led me to the city of
the stage and had me lie flat on my back.
From that low angle, her body looked absolutely divine as
she danced over me. Suddenly she produced a whip. My
nerves spiked, but so did my excitement. She commanded me
to spread my legs and cracked the whip again and again,
each snap landing millimeters from my throbbing cock and balls.
I froze perfectly still, the mix of fear and of
arousal electric. When that ended, she stood over me and
slowly set her panties down, giving me an up close
view of her perfectly waxed, pretty any pussy. She squatted
above my chest, slipped a marker inside herself, and used
her talented core to ride across my torso with expert control.
When she finished, she handed me to stand and show
the audience Crimson Cowaret was scrawled across her body. The
crowd erupted an applause, and she thanked me and sent
me back to my seat. I was rock card and buzzing.
When I rejoined my girlfriend. She was flushed and thrilled.
Tell me how insanely hot it was to watch another
woman dominate and tease me like that. She also mentioned
that two women beside us had been impressed. One even
leaned over and said, well, that's so bold and safe.
After leaning, we were together, we ordered resh drinks and
enjoyed the rest of the show. The second performer was
a gorgeous blonde who pulled ribbons from our pussy using
a volunteer's teeth. The final act was a couple having sex,
but it felt a bit routine compared to the raw
energy of the first two. If you ever in Paris,
definitely check out the Crimson Cabaret and if you got
the courage volunteer, you won't regret it. Signed the marked volunteer. Okay,
I'm gonna make a side joke before I read all this,
before I tell you all this, right, Hello, Mont, very
good evening. How are you? Thank you for joining us?
So who else here was thinking of National Lampoon's European
vacation and uh, Rusty in the cabaret getting a show,
because that's my mind, honestly went Okay, I'm not gonna
break the way anymore, I promise. The whip crapping scene
had me very interested. But what I did like was
that's kind of take talent to take a marker and
shove it up inside you and write Crimson Cabaret across
somebody's chest. That that takes some That takes some really
good hit movements. So to our marked volunteer, did your
girlfriend get turned on enough that you two had your
own private encore later that night. I'm betting he dead.
And would you volunteer again? If she asked to everyone listening,
have you ever been the center of attention in a
public erotic setting? Would you let the performer mark you
like that? Or go even further? Spill your own confessions below.
You know I'm all ears and I am a little
flushed tonight. By the way, I don't know why. You
can send them to Nikki and Ikky at dear Niki
dot com anonymously through the website at dear niki dot
com under the confession stab. You could also join us
over on the discord channel, where you meet other sexplortives
just like yourself. Can you hear us? Now Mond John?
Were you thinking of national amplions too? Hey? Hey, my man,
good good, good, good Welcome. Hope you enjoy this day.
Dear Nikki, I need to confess my filthiest secret. I
live a completely normal life on the service, friends, family, coworkers,
but deep down I'm a total come hungry whore. When
the urge heads. Last week, I drove to the one
of the underground sex clubs here in southern California. The
place had gest reopened after being closed over a year.
I arrived around eight pm, paid the thirty dollar entry,
got my two packets of lube, and stepped into the
dark maze of rooms. I haded straight to the lockers,
stripped completely naked, and started walking the halls with nothing on,
just like a dozen other men do the same. I
found a room with a sling and a lingered there
heart racing. A tall, muscular black guy soon stepped in,
closed the door behind him. I dropped to my knees instantly.
He was massive, easily ten plus inches in rock hard.
I could barely get my lips around the head. He
didn't waste time. He bit me over doggie style right
there and pushed the fat tip against my hole. No condom,
just spit and my heavy hit of paupers. I took
a deep sniff and felt myself open up as he
sank all the way in the stretch was intense, but
once he was balls deep, I felt so full and
filthy in the best way. He fucked me hard for
about ten minutes before growling that he was going to come.
I begged him to breathe me deep, and he dead,
pumping thick ropes straight into my cuts. The rush was insane.
I felt like a complete horror and loved it. After
he pulled out and left, I stayed in that slutty
head space. I ended up taking nine more cocks in
my ass that night, every single one of them bare
and unloading inside me. I also dropped to my knees
and swallowed five more loads. I didn't leave until three
a m. Trip come dripping down my thighs, with that
thick salty taste still coding my tongue. I took an
uber home, leaking everywhere, already counting the days until I
can go back and let myself become total anonymous, come
dumb again. Nobody in my real life has any idea
of this side of me exists. Signed you're dripping Friday night,
come slut. We even have a day. Friday Night, comes Slut.
I take off the paupers and I completely get this.
There's something about going to a new place, a new everything,
that really opens up for you to become someone that
you're not. You can always go back to your safe
space back home where everything's normal. But like they say,
everything stays in Vegas, right, so why not? It's staying
wherever you go and maybe embrace a little bit of
it when you come back till our Friday night comes.
Lut what's the hardest part for you? The stretch, the breeding,
the secrecy, or just being used by strangers? Do you
ever play safe or is there a bare risk apart
to the thrill? And are you planning any rules or
lack them of on your next is it? And to
everyone that's listening, have you ever let go completely in
a sex club or bathouse? Would you dive in raw
like this or do you set brown drace drop your
secrets below? You know I'm listening. Yeah, that's the problem
with some places. I've been to clubs, but usually I
go in the professional manner, so I usually typically don't play.
And not only that, usually when you know somebody sees
or hears who I am or what I do, I
end up spending the night getting drink spot for me
in confessions all night, which is really hot. It actually
really is. I kind of like that part. So, but
I've never been to a club as my day to
day self, so that would be interesting to do. I think,
what are you looking for nearby? You? Mont ill like
say that name mont Dear Nikki, I have to confess
about the night that completely awakened my slutty side. I
was home from college for a winter break and ended
up at this couple's house with some friends. They were fun, flirty,
and way more open than anyone I knew. After a
few days later, the wife texted me to come over
and smoke. I went, not expecting anything wild. We headed
downstairs and they invited me into their backyard hot tub.
I didn't have a swimsuit, so she lit me one
of hers. It was a little tight. My tits are
bigger than hers, but I squeezed into it. The three
of us slipped into the bubbling water, drinking beer, passing
a joint until everything felt warm and electric. I noticed
the wife's hands moving under the water, stroking him right
in front of me. Then he sat on the edge,
legs still in tub. His swimsuit barely contained the massive bulge.
I couldn't stop staring. His wife playfully scolded him, but
kept rubbing his cock over the trunks while chatting with
me like nothing was happening. When I told her this
was their house and they could do whatever they wanted,
he instantly linked his chunks off, his cock sprang out thick, long,
and rock hard. I was stunned. She pulled her own
top off, then helped me untie mine. My breast floated
in the warm water as she dropped her knees and
started sucking him, taking him deep while I watched inches away.
I was soaked. I slipped my hand into my bikini
bottoms rubbed my clit as she worked his shaft with
her mouth and throat. The wet, bilthy sounds mixed with
the hot tub jets had me aching. I moved beside
him on the edge. She took my hand and wrapped
it around his cock, then guided my mouth on to him.
I could barely fit half, but I sucked eagerly while
I fingered my tight pussy. His wife was rubbing my
tits and his balls at the same time. Then she
straddled him, singing all the way down on that big
dick right in front of me. I fingered myself furiously
as she wrote him hard, bouncing until she came shaking.
I came right after, moaning into the night. He wanted
more mouth, and she and I took turns sucking him
until he exploded. The first spurts filled my mouth. Then
he painted my face and her lips. I swallowed what
I could, licked his clock clean, and tasted their pussy
juices on him. It was the hottest thing I'd ever done.
We sat in the hot tub a little longer, come
still in my chin before I went home and masturbated
for hours, replaying every second That night changed me. The
rest of the semester was insatiable, chasing dick constantly, but
I kept fantasy that couple. They'd send me videos of
them fucking, and I'd send them nudes in return. We
hung out again later, but never got that same private magic.
Still it remains one of my dirtiest, most liberating memories.
The hot tub College Comeslut. What it would be like
to when you were that age to be invited over
to a couple's house hot tub, let things go where
they go? M Nothing like a sexy married couple helping
a curious girl discover how much she left sharing cock
right and to our hot tub college, come Slut. Did
you ever tell them how much that night unloved your
slut era? Would you jump at the chance? And they
invited you back for round two? Now? And did the
tasting her on his cock turn you on more? Than
you expected. And to everyone that's listening, have you ever
been the guest star in a couple's place time? Did
it awaken something into you too? Drop your steamy confessions below.
I'm very wet and waiting, And for those of you
listening live later, you can always send them to Nikki
and Ikky at dear Niki dot com, anonymously through the
website at dar niki dot com under the confessions tab,
and join us over on Discord. All the links are
in our show notes. Yeah, you know, it depends on
where you live. I know there's a few, but that
might be a drive like for me would be Saint
Louis or Kansas City, I think for that type of energy.
Dear Nikki, I need to confess how my husband and
I slipped into the cuck cold life. Our relationship started normal,
good sex, nothing crazy, but we got curious and started
visiting swingers clubs. At first, we were pure exhibitionists. I
love the thrill of clouds following us, watching every touch.
The attention made me dripping wet. Then we had a
rough patch, broke up for a bit and tried staying
just friends. He became even more reserved and boring, so
we still went to the club together as friends. The
energy there hit different now that we weren't together. Guys
were all over me, and I was eating it up.
That night, I locked eyes with someone I'd never expected
to see there, my best friend's older brother, a married
man I had a secret crush on since I was
a teenager. I froze. I was only wearing a tiny
gee string and sheer glittery blouse that hit nothing. My
Tit's completely on display. He smartd complimented on my lovely outfit,
took my hand and led me upstairs, right in front
of my ex. He already knew we'd broken up. I
followed him like it was a dream. A huge crowd
trailed us. He took me into a room full of
glass wall, opened the curtains so every one could watch,
then kissed me and whispered I knew it was only
a matter of time. He ripped my glass open, spung
me toward the window, squeezed my tits hard for the crowd,
then bent me over the bed, pulled my thong aside,
and devoured my pussy with his tongue. When he stood
up and pulled out his gorgeous thick cock. The crowd cheered.
He slid into me, and I let out a loud,
shameless moan. I heard my husband squeal my name from
somewhere in the crowd, but I ignored him completely. For
the next twenty minutes, he fucked me in every possession
while dozens watched through the glass. I dropped to my
knees and at this end and took his huge load
all over my face and tits. My husband just stood there,
just watching. I stood, stepped out of my g string
come still dripping down my body. But my friend's brother
wasn't none. He pulled me to the open center of
the bed in the main lobby, bent me over right
in front of my husband, spread my cheeks, and fucked
me again, hard, deep and loud. My eyes locked on
my husband as my pussy creamed all over that cock.
The whole room could see and hear it. I started
moaning like a whore. I've never had this stick so good.
Fill me up, Bobby, come inside me, make me yours.
I came hard while he pumped me full of his
hot load. Pulls scepter pulls, blotting my once tight pussy.
That night was the hottest experience of my life. Later,
my husband admitted he came twelve times just from watching
me get used yours. The crowd watched Hot Life. For
some reason, every time she was mentioning the crowd, I
kept putting her like in a I don't know how
to explain this besides like a boxing ring, but not
like with the stuff around it. But I got a pedestal,
I guess, a big, huge pedestal. That's what I kept
picturing here. But I don't know, teach their own or whatever,
But I do like this a bit of a little
public humiliation on you know, his part, Rob reading for her.
You know, that's just little next level filthy and I
love it. The transition from trying to stay friends to
full cuckhold mode happened really fast here. My question is
is like, are you guys still are you guys together
again and now he's your cook or are we still
just in the friends dynda married kind of thing. That's
where I'm missing the connection. And also did that night
officially flip the switch for both of you into a
cuck hotwife's lifestyle? Have you two played with your best
friend's brother again since? And how did your husband feel
the next day, jealous, addicted or both everyone listening? Have
you ever watched your partner get fucked by someone else,
especially someone forbidden, or been the one doing the fucking
in the crowd? Would you let it go as raw
and public assists share your dirtiest cuck hot wife moments below.
You know I'm ready to hear it all and on.
All the links are in my show notes. I'll have
to ask around for you. Because Michigan's huge, There's got
to be some places to go. Definitely have to check
that out and post some links for or maybe a
major link where maybe we can start one and people
can recommend some places. I think that's a good channel
to start. What do you guys think? Dear Nikki, I
have to confess about my wildest night of our trip
to Europe several years ago. My boyfriend and I were young, horny,
and far from home, so he suggested a sex club
in Rotterdam after we'd been traveling. Feeling adventurous, I said
yes before I could overthink it. We hopped into a taxi,
both nervous and excited, not knowing what to expect. After
a drink at the bar, we wandered upstairs and found
the BDSM room. It was empty except for the suspended
plank hanging from the chains and cuffs attached. He looked
at me without that with that commanding tone that instantly
made me wet, and told me to lie down. I obeyed.
He pulled my ass to the edge, spread my legs wide,
and cuffed my ankles high in the air, so my
dripping pussy and ass were completely exposed and helpless. He
teased me, first blowing cool air on my cunt, before
devouring me with his tongue, licking from my clit all
the way down to my tight asshole. I was moaning loudly,
trying not to come too fast when I ate gorgeous
mature French woman with big spilling tits, garter and stockings
walked right up and kissed me deeply while he ate
my pussy and ass. She fingered me and played with
my tits. I came hard, and when I opened my
eyes the room was full of people watching us. She
climbed on top of me, straddling my bed belly with
her heavy breast and faces. I sucked her nipples and
was shocked when warm, sweet milk started flowing. I went
wild drinking from her while she moaned. Then I felt
a cock his I think, slid into my ass while
she crowned on me. She came hard, kissed me, whispered molsey,
and help uncuff me. The three of us moved to
a more private room. She pulled out a strap on
and told me it was for him. I was nervous,
but turned on. She helped me put it on. She
looped everything, and I guided me as I slowly pushed
into his ass for the first time. She boned like
I'd never heard, deep desperate sounds while she let him
suck her milky tits. He begged me to fuck him harder.
I smacked his ass, grabbed his hips, and pounded him
while she stroked his cock. The strap on rubbed my
clip perfectly, and I came hard as he exploded all
over the bad She gave us a sweet bon sois
and left. We rode back to the hotel in happy,
exhausted silence, smiling the whole way. That night unlocks something
in both of us. We still fantasize about dripping in
rotterdam strap on Queen, I don't really think I'm pronouncing
that down right. Well, I'm tried right. Oh goodness, the
mix of public vulnerability on that plank, tasting her warm
milk and then flipping the script to peg your boyfriend
while I crowd watched. I definitely loved it. And to
my author, my strap on queen, did that night change
how you two played together afterward? More dominance from you
or more public stuff? Did you ever track down that
French woman again or wish you had? And how did
your boyfriend feel about being watched you two fucked him?
And to everyone that's listening, have you ever had a
spontaneous threesome with a stranger in a sex club? Would
you let yourself get copped and used in front of
a crowd or be the one doing the pegging? Spill
your own European or local sex adventures below. I would
love to hear about out every one of them. Hello Blackbeard,
there you are the little secret A had a very
very boys now night. He's been hush hush about it,
so we're all kind of guessing what it was. So
he's saying he's quiet, So I'm kind of trying to
figure out what it is. Dear Niki, I need to
confess that something that still makes my cheeks burn with
the shame and excitement at the same time. I'm an
eighteen year old French girl raised in an ultra traditional
Catholic world think Latin Mass priests, facing away from the congregations,
huge families, in a very strict you of purity. My
parents have eleven children. I'm the third eldest and the
first daughter. I spent years in their girls boarding school
in the countryside, where sex education was basically stay virgin,
be modest, submit to future husband, and never sin. I'm
now in a college in Paris, living away from home
for the first time. I fought hard just to be
allowed to study there. I share a flat with three
other students, and even the owners are part of the
same congregation. It's anything but pure. The girl next door
goes through tender like she's a full time job, and
the guy on the other side is on grinder and
non stop. Last night I had sin in stereo, moans
and squeals from her room on one side, deep grunting
and rhythmic banging of the bed against the wall on
the other. I lay there in the dark in my
little bed, mousey, flat chested, ginger haired virgin that I am,
and for the first time. I didn't run from it.
I slid my hand into my panties and touched myself
while I listened. I was so wet, water than I've
ever been. I imagined myself as the girl getting fucked, moaning
like her, taking cock like her, rubbing my clit, slipping
a finger inside. Chased that feeling, but every time I
got close, years of nuns screaming about hell and shame
pulled me back. I edged myself for what felt like hours,
stopped and starting again, until I finally fell asleep, frustrated
and throbbing. I posted about it online and got some encouragement.
Since I've taken my first real slutty steps. I shaved
my pussy completely smooth, stop wearing bras under my clothes
even to class, and fingered myself quietly during the lecture
last week. I'm planning to buy pretty lingerie, a vibrator,
go on birth control with a male gnecologist just for
the walk around my new naked, go out with panties,
and be even more. Write dirty words in my body.
It feels absolutely filthy to me, but I want more,
so much more. Sluttiness really is relative to anyone who
else might seem like think tiny things. To me, they
feel like the beginning of my awakening. Signed the Ginger
Catholic schoolgirl slut in Training Rebellion Darcy. That's loud, that's long. Well,
I love this. I was trying to be as I
was reading this. I was trying to remember the first
time I'm aster read. Does anybody remember the first time?
They master? Ready, we don't have to talk about ages,
but do we remember the first time we don't talk
about it? Just yes or no. I I was older,
I will say, I was actually legal of age. So yeah,
it took me a while because I didn't I just
didn't get it. I didn't get all the girls in
school they would talk about it and the guy's cocks,
and I'd be like, Okay, what's the big deal about
all this? So it didn't take me until I meant
two older gentlemen that showed me quite interesting how things worked. So, yeah,
which of the new things were you planning? Excite you
the most? Right now? The vibrater going pantiless in public,
or letting a male doctor put you on birth ghrol,
Now I have done that one when I had to
go on birth control. When I decided that, you know,
it was time I had a male doctor. The nurse
was a bitch, but him, I don't remember him exactly
what it looks like, but I do remember being aroused
while I was giving my exam, just because I was,
oh my god, he nice hands. Have you ever let
yourself fully come yet? Are you still savoring the edge?
And what's one more, much more fantasy that you are
secretly hoping to try soon? And to everyone that's listening,
have you ever broken free from a super strict religious
up bringing in gone full slupt mode? What was your
first big I'm doing this moment? Drop your encouragement and
own your own awakening stories or your filthiest suggestions for
her or anyone else. You can send them to Nikki
and Ikky at deerniki dot com anonymously through our website
at deerniki dot common with the confessions tab. You can
also join us on Discord eight pm Monday through Saturday
Central Standard Time and meet other sexploratives just like yourself.
The link is in the show notes. Dear Nikki, I
have to confess something that's still making me feel a
little guilty, But damn it was hot. A few years ago,
I moved east and rendered the upstairs house from a
single guy in his late thirties. He was tall, successful
and always bringing home younger women. One night he came
back with a gorgeous burnette in her late twenties, pretty face,
petit fit by a little tipsy. They poured wine for
all three of us. We chatted for a bit, then
I headed upstairs to give them privacy. A couple hours later,
I woke up thirsty and went downstairs for water. As
I passed the living room, I heard soft whimpering. There
she was on the sofa alone. My roommate had apparently
gone to bed and left her there. I knelt down
to see if she was okay, and suddenly she hugged me,
crying a little. She set her stomach cart and asked
me to rub it, then kept guiding my hand lower
and lower until my fingers were stroking her pussy over
her skirt. She was soaked. She pulled me in and
kissed me hard. From there it went pure lust. We
made out. Why slid a finger inside her dripping kunt.
She pulled her top off. I sucked her small, firm
tits while fingering her. Then she looked at me, dead
in the eyes and whispered, we need the fuck. She
bread her legs wide, pulled up her skirt, and slid
her ass to the edge of the sofa. I yanate
my boxers down, pressed my thick cock against her entrance,
and slowly pushed in. She was so wet but incredibly tight.
Once I was balls deep, we lost control. I fucked
her hard and deep, while she clawed at my back,
urging me on. She came first, legs locked around me,
pulsing and squeezing my cock. I kept pounding until I exploded,
pumping rope after a rope of cumb deep inside her.
We kissed softly for a minute, with me still buried
in her. Then I pulled out, come dripping everywhere. I
got her a towel and water, tucked her back into
the sofa, and went upstairs to bed. I woke up
early next morning and she was already gone. My roommate
told me later he'd gotten too drunk and couldn't perform,
so he just passed out. We never saw her again.
Not my finest hour, but I still get hard. They
think about it. Sign your opportunist sofa cream buy roommate hmm,
what are we thinking here? I think this is filthy
and the best way taking advantage of a roommate failure
giving her exactly what she needed that slow lower lower
guiding you to her smooths is if that's just such
a slowly move, I don't know. If I'd have the me,
I'd be all blubbering and like I I you know,
he couldn't get it up. I'd need a dick. That
would be me and my sexy making a move. To
be honest to our author, did you ever tell your
roommate what happened or does he still have no idea?
Would you do it again in the same situation presented itself?
And how did it feel knowing you were fucking her
raw and filling her up right after he couldn't. I'm
guessing since it wasn't really said that he kind of
guessed that part, you know, Or she just needed another
dick who knows right And to everyone that's listening, have
you ever hooked up with your roommate's date, a friend's girl,
or someone who was supposed to go home with someone else?
Was the guilt part of the thrill or did you
have any drop your sneaky confessions below me and doctors.
But do you know what the funny thing about that is,
mister Blackbeard, They're all engineers that end up being my type.
Like I definitely have a signature engineers or people in tech,
especially security. So far, that's like been my signature move.
You know, That's all I'm saying, Niaky. I have to
confest one of my hottest hookups that turned into a
full filthy MMF thresome. Sometimes when a guy comes over,
you put on porn first as a game who's going
to cave and make the first move. We both know
we're going to fuck, but the tease is half the fun.
This time, we turned on in m M F threesome
video and I got a ridiculously wet watching it. He
noticed and asked if I wanted him to call his buddy.
I said yes instantly. While we waited, I dropped to
my knees, pulled his cock out, and started sucking him
nice and sloppy, fondling his balls. Then came the knock
at the door. I answered it completely naked. His friend laughed,
thinking it was a prank at first, but followed me
straight in to the bedroom with a big grin. I
bent over the bed told my guy to fuck me
from behind while his friend stood in front. I took
his friend's cock out of my in my mouth and
let the rhythm of the pounding push my head up
and down on it. It wasn't long before they suggested
double penetration. I was so turned on I didn't even hesitate.
My guy lay on his back and I straddled him,
singing his cock deep into my pussy. My friend moved
behind me, pressed against my ass, and slowly pushed inside.
The feeling of both holes filled at once was insane.
They fucked me together and I came so hard my
whole body shook, begging them not stop. Right as I
was riding that orgasm, the guide my ass pulled out
and covered me my tits, stomach, face, everywhere with thick
ropes of cumb I was absolutely grazed. Then he told
me to get back on my guy, still dripping with
another man's load. I climbed on top rode him hard.
Every bounce made might come slide off my body and
land on his chest and face. He was surprised, admitted
he wasn't into another guy's come on him, but watching
me like that drove him crazy, so every drop that
landed him, I leaned down and licked off while I
was still riding a cock between my tight cream pussy,
my tongue cleaning his skin. He lost it and pumped
me full of his own load. Both guys got dressed
and left. My roommate Grace, who was clearly heard every
moan and slap, walked in right after to find me
lying there, happily covered and come. I went to shower,
but it must have turned her on, because not long
after I heard her friends with benefits arrive and start
fucking her herd through the wall. Signed your double stuff,
come glaze bliss. You know what my favorite part of
this thing was is the actually of Hello, Husker, how
are you of the game? They started at the very
beginning of turning on a porn and seeing who gets
turned on to jump each other first. I like that idea.
I mean, if you guys are into watching porn together,
that is a really good idea. What do you guys?
I think? I know right, I never would have thought this.
I like it. It's like someone told me about stripped
dominoes and I was like, stripped dominoes. Ah, thank you,
Scare I'm glad you're here. I have a question for
the author, though, what felt better the double penetration itself
or him writing you while dripping with the other guy's load.
Have you ever done deep with them again since? Or
is this like a one wild memory? And did Grace
ever meant to how much hearing you got railed turn
her on? And for those who are listing, have you
ever turned a simple hook up into a spontaneous threesome?
Would you let yourself get covered in come and then
fuck your original partner like that? Or have you ever
been the one walking into your roommate mid mess? And
would you stay and watch turn back to your room?
What would you do? Drop your own filthy confessions to
our links in the show notes. I am soaked and
I read every single one. Dear Nikki, I have to
confess about the hottest, most impulsive encounter I've ever had,
and it happened right in my own building. I live
in a quiet condo and barely see my neighbors this weekend,
though my neighbors stepped out of his door at the
exact same time as me. We started chatting while waiting
for the elevator He asked about my tattoos, so I
showed him a few. Once we were inside the elevator
heading down to the parking garage, he looked straight at
me in the eyes and said asked if I had
a kneel my tits. I don't, and I told him
so without missing a beat. He asked to see them anyway.
Something about how magnetic incomtident he was made me instantly obey.
I lift at my top and let him see my
bare breast. He didn't hesitate. I reached out and started
touching them right there in the elevator. I didn't stop him.
When we reached the garage, he guided me straight to
his storage cage asked if he could suck my nipples.
I pulled my top all the way off. He latched
hungrily while I rubbed my aching pussy through my pants.
He pushed my hand aside and took over, sliding three
fingers deep inside me. I was soaked and moaning like
a hoar for a complete stranger whose name I still
don't know. He put my hand on his hard cock.
I rubbed it against my soak pandies until he spun
me around, pressed me against the wall and yanked my
pants down and pushed a thick head of his cock
against my trimping entrance. I was trembling with pure lust,
in adrenaline. He slid in slowly, deliberately, stretching me open.
I almost came right then. Then he growled for me
to bag, and I did, pleading for him to go deeper, harder.
He buried every inch and started pounding me against the wall.
I came over and over, leg shaking, barely able to
stay upright. Finally, he thrust straight deep and filled me
with his hot come. He wiped his cock clean on
my panties, pulled his pants up, and told me to
say thank you. Still dripping and weak, I whispered it.
He got in his car drove off like nothing happened.
I don't even know his name, but I've been wet
ever since, hoping I'll run into him again. Signed the
stranger's storage cage, come slit. I gotta give it to her, though,
When if a guy asked just right, and there's sometimes
I I've only done this once. And I was at
the pines, one of the links where I'm going to
be in the summer, and there is this soldier gentleman
that's there. And one time he was like, you know,
all these girls would show him the tits all the time,
and he's when I mean older, he's like, I get
his seventies, late seventies. Back then I was like mid,
He's like, all these girls coming around, I haven't seen
your tits. And it was just kind of a way
he asked me, and maybe the age or something, but
I was just like, I've been down just so he
could see. And I came a view, and of course
he got a big, old, juicy grand that only older
men that can get away with, right, So I ran
into him. Two years later, he's like, you know, you're
the only hits I haven't seen. I said, well, they
must not have been that good because you don't remember so,
and there's no picture to prove that it showed him
to him. So he's still bitchy about it. But that's
another story for him of the day. A question for
our author, have you seen him again since? And did
you leave the comme inside you all day or play
it with it later? And would you let him do
even dirty your things next time if you wanted? Of
course you would, of course you would. I'm not saying
I would, but I think she would. You know she
had that kind of you know connection. Have you ever
had a sudden anonymous hookup with your neighbor or a
stranger in your building? Everyone that's listening, would you lift
your top or you know, make a move on a
hot neighbor and an elevator like that? Drop your confessions
and the links below. Tell me your impulsive sex stories.
I can't wait to read every one of them. Dear Nikki,
I have to confess about waking up this morning in
the filthiest, most used state I've been used en. I
felt a hard cock pressed against my ass, and, still
half asleep, started grinding back into it like a desperate
little slut. My pussy was already dripping, soaking the sheets.
Without even opening my eyes. I reached back, guided him
between my thighs and moaned as he thrust deep inside me.
His balls slap against my clit with every stroke, and
I pushed back harder, chasing that building orgasm. Then I
opened my eyes and saw you lighting right there in
front of me, smiling like you just woke it up too.
My brain short circuited for a second, but the pounding
from behind only got harder. He reached down rubbed my
clit while he fucked me me from behind. I came
so hard my body shook, completely paralyzed with pleasure. That's
when it all came flooding back the drinks. Last night,
two of you taken turns on me for hours, passing
out in a sweaty, calm soaked pile. He moved closer,
and suddenly I was sandwiched between the both of you.
He grabbed my tits hard while you slid your cock
into my creamy pussy, right alongside his. I felt so
impossibly full, but I opened my legs wider, like an
eager whore that I am, and took both of you.
You kissed me deeply while he groped and pinched my nipples.
Then you both started thrusting together, hard and deep. Overwhelming,
I could barely breathe. You pinned my hands and pulled
me down onto your cock, says. Both of you buried
every inch inside me. I came again, my pussy clamping
down so tight around both of you. You groaned and
pumped your load deep into my time, making everything sloppier.
He pulled out of my pussy, and without warning slammed
straight into my loosened asshole too brittle thrust, and he
unloaded inside my ass too. I passed out again from
pure exhaustion and pleasure. When I finally woke up later,
you were both gone, leaving me lying there making come
from both holes, so satisfied and already craving the next
time you two use me like that again. Signed the
greeny morning, Come dump. This does sound deliciously great, you know,
surprised by double penetration for a second morning, getting filled
in both holes before you even have coffee. Yeah, sign
me up, That's all I'm saying, and so our come dump.
How many loads do they leave in you all together
by the end of the night plus morning? Did you
love being sandwiched and helpless between them? Or was the
who is fucking me? Moment the hottest part? Are you
hoping they'd text you for around too soon? And to
everyone that's listening, have you ever woken up in the
middle of being fucked by one or more people after
a wild night? Would you let two guys double stuff
you like that while you're still sleepy and dripping drap
your own threesome? Wake up or double penetration stories? Below
I am waiting, and the links are in the show notes. Hello, Poppy,
how are you? Years ago? I ran into a neighborhood
a bar across the street on Halloween. We had a
great banter, invited her to my place for some scotch.
Are giving me a great head that night, and I
fucked her again the next morning. Side note, is that Poppy?
Is that a jeep? That's not jeep? My jeep's that color?
It's I'm asking. Oh, this was an episode. Let me
tell you I was. I'm gonna have to give the
heartsy ahead. This was pretty hot, you know. From the
magnetic stranger who tune turned into a normal elevervaride into
a filthy storage cream buy, we learn that sometimes the
hottest sex happens when you say yes to pure, impulsive
blust with zero planning. From the sweet Catholic schoolgirl finally
touching herself in the dark while listening to sin in stereo,
we learn that years of repression can create an absolute
explosion of desire the moment you give yourself permission to
feel it, and from waking up already getting fucked and
then double stuff between two men, we learn that completely
surrendering and letting yourself go to be used like a
greeting little come dump can be one of the most
freeing and intense pleasures there is. So the takeaway from
all this slutiness is relative Desires don't always wait for
the perfect time or the right person. Sometimes the most
mind blowing moments happen when you stop over things and
just let your body take the wheel. And tonight, here's
your rental and I'll repeat it since some of you
were a little late, And that's fine. I go in
holes and stay in tight. What am I? No? Not
a cork? Morning sex is the best sex. It should
be saying. It should be said, waking up sex, first
time you wake up in the day sex. Bobby, God,
it it's a screw. The plugs could too. Any of
these really could work like a cork a plug, you know, really,
any of these can work. Oh. I think John's happy
he got one. Hey, Carl, nice to see you here
for the tuck in. Well, I don't see how golf
all would work. I go in holes and stay in
and stay tight. Oh I could see like golf. Yeah,
that would work. That would definitely work. Okay, guys, this
time for your naughty duck in. We crawled through lockdowns,
soul sucking jobs, and the rent that bled us dry
every month, but nothing felt as raw as the day
my IUD came out. The conversations about what came next
was clumsy and tense. Condoms turned everything plastic and distant,
and the loading of my body with hormones felt like
too much weight on me alone. So we danced around it,
the rest simmering between us like static electricity. Three long
weeks of nothing, no touching, no fucking, just this heavy,
unspoken ache every time our eyes locked or our hips
brushed in the kitchen. Then one ordinary morning, the dam broke.
We were tangled in bed sheets, kicked low around our waist,
skin still warm from sleep. His hand pung my ass burst,
big greedy fingers digging to the soft, full curve, squeezing
hard enough that I felt my flash yield under his palm.
He pulled low in my belly. I flipped over, pressed
my bare ass back against him. Oh wait, you were
not a Patreon member yet. If you were, you'd get
this episode ad free plus up to full ten minutes
delicious tuck in audio where my soft voice whispers all
the filthy things you've been dying to hear at night.
Just imagine me tucking you in like that, And that's
just one of the perks. So tell me you're gonna
slip behind the velvet rope with me or keep missing out.
Go on over to Patreon dot com portslast year Nikki
for more details. Talinks in the show notes. Thank you
so much, especially the new people here for spending the
night with me on Nikki after Dark. If you've got
a confession that's burning a hole in you, send it
to your way to Nikki at nikk y at dear
Nikki dot com, anonymously through our website at dear Nikki
dot com under the confession stab. You can also join
us on our discord channel. The link is in the
show notes. Live shows are Monday through Saturday, eight pm
Central Standard Time. I read it with the same filthy
love I give every story, So remember, stay what, stay curious,
stay brave, and I'll see you the next time on
Nikki after Dark. This is Nikki saying good night,