Speaker 1: Hello, my delicious devians. Welcome back to Nikki After Dark,
where we deep dive into your wildest, wettest confessions with
zero judgment and maximum heat. I'm your host, Nikki, and
tonight we're getting risky, sneaky, and deliciously filthy. Here are
three mouth watering teasers of what's coming up in this episode.
A ratty entinled college girl with a perfect Jim honed
ass gets her attitude completely tamed in the basement when
a family friend steps choking and spanking Daddy Moons included
at beach holiday takes a shocking turn when a boyfriend's
obsession with tiny bikinis leads to public explosure, lap grinding
and humiliating whispers revealed that he makes him explode without
a single touch. And a married nurse who can't stop
dripping at work. Polly gives into her crave who are
risky hospital cookies and she's still hungry for more. Stay
tuned because these stories are dripping with tension, risk and
raw lust. And before we dive into our full confessions, tonight,
I want to hear from you. Here's Tonight's question, what's
the one secret fantasy you've had about someone? You see
regularly in your day life, like a coworker, neighbor, or barista,
that you've never told a soul and what stopping you
for me keeven making the smallest move towards it. Drop
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a whiskey with some filthy cherries of course, and explore
some erotic fantasies from people just like you and me.
Dear Nikki. My boyfriend rinds a two bedroom house and
I moved in with him about a year ago. Recently,
my friend moved in with us. I've noticed he looks
at her a lot, and I'm not gonna lie. She's
incredibly attractive. She's a gym enthusiast with defined abs, a
great figure, and a very noticeable perky breast. I'm not
concerned that he would do anything by my back. I
have even joked that he probably has private thoughts about her. Well. Recently,
her shower broke in the downstairs bathroom and the repairman
wasn't scheduled to come for a few days. She asked
if she could use our shower in the master bedroom.
I said, sure, no problem. I also mentioned that the
shower head has a wonderful massage feature that is great
for a personal relaxation, if you know what I mean.
I've had quite a few enjoyable experiences using that shower head.
She smirked and said that she'd be sure to test
that feature, then headed to the gem. Later that morning,
my boyfriend and I were relaxing on the couch when
she came back from the gem, all flushed and glowing.
From her workout. She asked once again if it was
ok to use our shower, and of course my boyfriend
said sure. While she went about to the back bathroom
to grab her stuff, I quickly grabbed my boyfriend's anne
and whispered follow me quickly. He wasn't sure what was
going on, but I had a wicked plan. The master
bathroom has a huge linen closet with a slatted door
big enough for two people to squeeze inside. I pulled
him in there with me and told him to be
very quiet. After about two minutes later, my friend came
into the bathroom. My boyfriend stayed dead silent and looked
at me with wide eyes, with his face asking are
you sure about this? We both peered through the slats
as she turned on the shower and began peeling off
her sweaty jim clothes while the water warmed up. I
glanced down and saw his arousal already tinting his shorts.
He was rock card, and honestly I was getting soaked too,
partly from his intense reaction and partly from seeing her
naked body. Knowing exactly what I was about to do,
I dropped to my knees right there in the closet,
preyed his throbbing clock and slowly started licking along a shaft.
I didn't want this to end too quickly. I wanted
him to savor every second of receiving my warm, wet mouth.
While watching this hot girl pleasure herself, I kept clancing
through the slats, waiting for her to reach that intimate moment.
A few minutes later, I had saliva dripping down my
chin as I took him deeper, really getting into the rhythm.
My panties were completely soaked, and the drool from my
eager sucking was even soaked through my shirt. The closest
felt hotter, and our breaths heaver heavy, get controlled. Finally,
she moved the shower head between her thighs and switched
to pulsing massage setting. She even lived in one leg
up onto the built in bench, giving us up perfect
unobstructive view of her smooth, clustering pusse. A soft moan
escaped her lips as the water jets hit her. Sense
in a she was clearly enjoying herself, and so were weird.
I started sucking him harder and faster, taking him deeper
into my throat. With every bob of my head, I
was desperately hoping he would explode at the same time
she did. He was struggling not to moan or breathe
too loudly. A few and ten seconds later, he held
his breath, gripped my hair, and plunged all the way
down my throat. I gaged softly around him. The second
muffled but risky. I hope she didn't hear, but there
was nothing I could do but alout now. He released
what felt like in endless hot streams of his calm
straight down my throat. I had still, letting him pull
simpty every drop while I swallowed around him. It took
a full minute before he finally pulled back. I stood
up quietly, my lips swollen and shiny, and we stayed
pressed together, still watching my friend reach her own peak.
Her legs started shaking her back arch, and she let
out a strong, breathy moan as a powerful orgasm washed
over her. The sight of her trembling body under the
cascading water was incredibly erotic. We continued to watch silently
as she finished her shower, taled off her glistening skin
and left the bathroom with her things, heading to her room.
We waited for a few more minutes, then quietly slipped
out of the closet and made our way downstairs. My
boyfriend pulled me close until me it was Umna's most
intense experience he'd ever had. He said, it probably stayed
memorable for years to come. Pun intended signed your closet tease.
I don't know if I agree with this. Guys, that's
kind of, you know, not very nice. It'd be different
if the person in the shower knew what was going
on and they had pervision. So yeah, though I do
find it hot, I wish the woman in the shower
new So there's my thing. And for my author, have
you ever watched some one else in such an intimate moment?
And for my listeners, what's your honest hidden watching fantasy
or do you have one? And would you have done this?
Drop your answer an excuse me, I've got the hiccups night.
Drop your answer in the comments, or you can email
me them to Nikki and I k k y at
dear niki dot com, completely anonymous through our confessions tab
at dearniki dot com and I can't wait to hear
your watching secrets, Dear Niki. I used to have a
friend whose house I visited all the time. He had
an older sister who was incredibly hot, and I had
a massive crush on her for years. There was something
about the way she moved and carried herself that drove
me wild. One day, while I was sleeping at his place,
when he had in a part appointment, he told me
I could stay. That left me just his sister home alone.
I was chilling in his room when I got hungry,
so I headed to the kitchen to grab something to eat.
While I was standing there looking the fridge, his sister
walked in, wearing tiny shorts and a crop top that
showed off her tone stomach and the under side of
her full breast. My heart started pounding. I knew I
had to do something. I turned to her and just
blurted out that I had liked her for a long time.
She lifted at me for a long second, they gave
me the sultry little smile and said, well, I haven't
gotten fucked for a while. Ye up for that? A
rush of pure excitement flooded my entire body. I immediately
said yes. She stepped right up to me, pressed her
hand against my rock hard cock through my pants, and
started rubbing me while pulling me into a deep, hungry kiss.
Her tongue felt electricate against mine. After a few heated minutes,
she dropped her knees, pulled my pants down, and wrapped
her warm, wet mouth. I'm run my throbbing dick. The
moment she took me in, my knees nearly buckled. The
pleasure was overwhelming, and I was in absolute bliss. As
she sucked me with slow, teasing strokes, let quickly turned
eager and sloppy. She eventually stood up, peeled off her
crop top, and guided my hands to her soft, perfect tents.
I squeezed and played with her nipples while she moaned
softly against my mouth. At that point, I was desperate
to be inside her. I spun her around against the
kinchen countener, yanked her shortstown and rubbed my swollen tip
along her slick, tight slit. She was already soaked. Her soft,
breathy moans made me even harder. I couldn't wait any longer.
I pushed inside her inch by inch until I was
buried deep in her warm, gripping pussy it felt unreal.
I started thrusting, losing myself in rhythm, while her moans
grew louder and sexier. Her walls kept tightening around me,
milking my cock with every stroke. Please come inside me,
she begged, her voice shaking in need. That pushed me
over the edge. I buried myself as deep as I
could and unloaded, pumping stream after stream of hot come
into her. When I pulled out, I watched its start
to leak down her thighs. The sight made me instantly
hungry for more, and she felt the same. We moved
to the living room, where she pushed me on to
the couch and climbed on top. She rode me hard,
her tits bouncing as she ground down on my cock.
We fuck like that for another thirty minutes, switching positions
and chasing every bit of pleasure we could find, until
my friend finally got home. Ever since that day, every
time I came over, we'd sneak away and fuck again,
sometimes quick and dirty, sometimes slow and intense. It became
our dirty little secret, yours friend's sister's secret ride. I
like this one. I can't really find one that I don't.
We get a few that I don't like, but this
ang I like nothing like coming in and confessing and
then you know, jumping off and going somewhere, you know
kind of thing you know with her? Maybe have you
two ever hooked up? You know again? Since then? I mean,
this is still going on. And for my listeners, have
you ever hooked up with a friend's sibling or someone
equally off limits? Did it stay a one time thrill
or become a secret ongoing thing? And what's your hottest
forbidden family friend fantasy? Hello Oyama, Good evening, Dear Nikki.
I've been friends with this guy for a while now.
We hang out in the same two groups of friends,
so we go out almost every weekend. His little sister
and I have never gotten along. She's your typical bratty,
rude college girl who acts like the world revolves around
her because her parents have money. Since I don't put
up with her unreasonable attitude, our personalities constantly clash. She's
petite at five to one with an average face, but
thanks to running track and constantly working out, she's grown
a really nice round ass that sticks out of her
thumb frame. Probably adds her ego and nasty attitude. This
past weekend, we hosted a small pool party at his
parents house. I've had a few shots and tried a
small bar of weed chocolate. I don't le shu do weed,
but I thought fuck it. The noise upstairs started overwhelming me,
so I headed down to the basement to listen to
music instead. A few songs later, I heard that annoying voice.
You better not throw up on that couch. It's a
brand I never heard of. She was completely ruining my vibe.
I opened my eyes and there she was, missus Beverly Hills,
rummaging through the boxes without looking at me. You speak
like you've bought any of this. None of this is yours.
Just shut up. You're killing my vibe, she grunted back.
You're always so rude and never care about the consequences
of your actions, always doing whatever you want. I don't
know why my brother is friends with you. Annoyed, I
stood up to find somewhere else to hang out, but
not before snapping. You're just as stuck up, bitch, and
you're not even all that. Her face turned ray with anger.
Is that how your mother taught you to talk to women?
You're disgusting. I stepped closer and lost it. Oh, my
fucking god, you had just shut up already, always yapping
and yapping. No wonder you've never had a boyfriend longer
than a few months, she gasped, and I could smell
the vodka on her breath. She was drinking too. That
explained why she was arguing instead of just snapping and
leaving like usual. She tried to slap me, but I
caught her wrist. What the fuck's wrong with you putting
your hands on me like that, I said, still holding
on to her with her other hand. She reached for
my neck in a weak attempt to choke me. I
grabbed both rests, pulled her close to my face and growled.
You're literally good for nothing. All you do is party,
fail classes, and ask for expensive nonsense. She gasped again, struggling.
You don't even know how to choke someone out properly.
For some reason, my fucked up brain decided to show her.
I wrapped my hand or on her throat, not too hard,
just enough to hold her in place and pull her
or even closer. She rose on to her tiptoes, looking
up at me in shock, her expensive nails digging into
my forearm while pinning her other hand to my chest.
She managed to mumble asshole as her face flushed. I
could tell she was about to spit my face, so
I snapped, shut the fuck up and crushed my lips
down on hers, devouring her glossy lipstick. After a few seconds,
her mouth opened, inviting me in. I turned her sideways
while still gripping her throat so I could admire the
tight ass and leggings. You think you're all that now,
just because you have a decent, nice ass, and she
let out a little whimper as I spanked her. I
pressed her against the door so no one could barge in.
The moment her thin body hit the wood, a moan
slipped from her mouth. I whispered open and spread her
legs of my knee. I slid my palm up her
inner thighs, just stopping short of her pussy. There's a
strong heat coming from your cunt, I can feel it.
Fuck your stupid little attitude. You're gonna learn to be
a good girl to night. I smacked her pussy over
her leggings once twice, three times. She whimpered again. Five
Her mouth fell open, gasping, and I started rubbing her
slit up and down through the fabric. I teased her
clit gently and rolled her eyes back with another desperate sound.
I alternated between sharp smacks and as soft, circling strokes
on her clit, playing like an instrument. My hand controlled
the sounds. When my grip on her neck dialed the volume.
She was soaking through her leggings. What a slut. Her
sudden submissiveness and the needy noises made my rock card cock.
I needed to come, but I couldn't fuck her right
there in my inaborated state. So I come a lot,
and I didn't want a risk in knocking her up,
and I had no condom, so I kept slapping her
pussy and made her repeat after each word, I'm sorry
for being a bitchy slut. On the last hard one,
her voice cracked into something raw and deep, I'm sorry
for being a bitchy slut. Daddy. The daddy caught me
off guard. I slapped her again. I rewarded her by
rubbing her clip faster. Soon she was grunting and whimpering
getting close. I kissed her deeply and shoving my tongue
down her throat to muffle her cries. As she came hard.
Her legs gave up, and I had to hold her
up and ease her down on the floor. While she
was still trembling, I pulled out my cock and fed
it to her mouth. She tried to suck it, but
wasn't very experienced, so I took control and fucked her
face instead. Every time her eyes left mine, I gave
her light slap to remind her. The eye contact made
me explode harder than I expected. She struggled to swallow
it all because I came so much, but she tried
her best. I cleaned her up, told her to tie
a sweater around her waist to hide the huge wet spot,
and sit her upstairs to change. I warned her not
to tell anyone because I actually enjoyed hanging out with
her brother. In the sweetest tone, she could, yes, of course,
Then she looked up. That was my first time coming
with a man. Before I cressed her face, she gave
me a soft kiss on the cheek and left. I
was shocked by how quickly she switched from cold, bitchy
princess to gentle, sweet, reading, pure feminine energy. I rejoined
the party, expecting her to come back down, but she
never did. She kept me sent me a couple of
messages since, but I haven't opened them yet. I'm not
sure if I should continue this, but it felt stramely
intense and natural, or maybe it's just the weed and
now call talking signed the basement brat tamer. You know,
as I was reading this, I got to thinking, this
is really close to how sometimes younger people or even
they don't know how to communicate that I'm into you,
so they get all bratty or you know, like when
we're all younger, like a girl might kick you kind
of thing, right, or a boy might tease you kind
of thing. So this is it's called bratty for a reason. Right,
Have you guys done anything else yet? Since? Have you
decided to? Have you opened those messages? That's I want
to hear those messages, that's for sure. And for my listeners,
have you ever turned a rivalry or hate fox situation
into something hot and detictive? Would you reply to our
message and keep going or leave it as a one
one time wild memory? And what's the hottest brat taming
or off limit's sibling friend fantasy that you've ever had?
You know? The drill drop it my show notes or
follow the links. Dear Nikki, this happened years ago during
a hangout at our place. My girlfriend had been craving
her best friend's boyfriend for a while and had always
accepted that the woman I fell in love with was
a total whore, and I love sharing her. When she
wants someone's cock, we make it happen as a threesome.
The problem was finding a way to hang out with
him without his girlfriend around, so we planned a light
at our home, knowing they'd both drink too much to
drive and we'd have a sleepover. Her best friend can't
take alcohol well, so we counted on her getting dizzy
and wanting to crash early. My girl had been dropping
subtle hints to him all night. Once his girlfriend was
finally went to sleep and we felt it was safe enough,
my girlfriend and I started making out right now in
front of him while she cressed his growing bulge over's pants.
Things heated up fast. After some deep kissing, I guided
her down on her knees and had to pull out
my cock. She started sucking me eagerly, and of course
he joined in. Soon. She was a messy, drooling, teary
eyed slut, moaning quietly around our cocks as she took
turns between us. It was one of the hottest things
I've ever seen. I knew she was dying to get fucked,
so I bent her over and slid into her soapd
pussy while he kept pounding her mouth. Then we switched places.
He was getting close and told her he wanted to
finish in her mouth. I didn't blame him, it was
my favorite place too. We switched again so he could
unload him down her throat. I felt her pussy clinch
hard around me. The moment he came, I knew she
was loving every second of it. She turned her full
attention to me, and while watched up close. That's exactly
when our best friend suddenly appeared in the room. Luckily,
he had already had his cock back in his pants.
The guy must have had a pH d in gas lighting,
because we somehow convinced her that he was only watching us,
even though his position looked extremely suspicious. My girlfriend buried
her face in my lap, trying to hide her shame.
I quickly put her up and took her to another room.
When she pulled herself together, she went to talk to
her friend. She looked genuinely devastated, crying and apologizing profusely,
saying how sorry and ashamed she was. She told her
we had a kink about being watched while we fucked
and thought it was harmless, but now she regretted it
and was terrified of lossing her best friend. She was
sobbing her heart out, but I knew the truth. She
didn't regret a single thing. She wanted this guy's cocks
and the moment she met him. Later, she confessed to
me how insanely horny she felt, tasting as calm in
her mouth while lying to her best friend, swearing she
would never do anything like that to hurt their friendship.
They decided if they was best if they left the
reeckon we were alone. Her attitude flipped. She turned cheeky
and sly, proud to sell that she had lived out
her fantasy and gotten away with it. Later, after the
guy texted that he dropped his girlfriend off at home,
we sent him some videos of my girl giving me
a sloppy blow job and taking a big cum shot.
In the video, with her face covered in my load,
she looked straight at the camera and said playfully, telling
your girlfriend see this and be quiet about what happened tonight.
Years later, I proposed to her. I needed her to
be my wife. The other couple is still together too,
signed a sharing sluts husband. I could do this to
my best friend, regret I just I guess I have
that gene and me where if you're dating somebody I'm
that close to or with them, you just immediately become Okay,
you're hot but doesn't do anything for me kind of thing.
So I teach their own. My miles are varying on
this one, but you know I couldn't do that just
saying have you ever pulled? Are you still fucking I
mean even years later and stuff? Are we still messing around?
Or was this a one time thing? I'm kind of
wondering here And for my listeners, have you ever pulled
off a secret threesome or shared your partner right under
someone else's nose like this? And would you do it again?
Or was this a close to call intense? And what's
your hottest risky sharing or almost cockynessy? You know? You
can always send your confessions over to Nikki and ikk
Y at Dearniki dot com anonymously through our website at
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eight pm Central Standard Time for all your sexy stories.
Dear Nikki, This happened years ago on a planned beach
holiday in Spain. My girlfriend in the I had both
been getting in great shape, so we picked out some
new clothes for the trip. I love her body and
always encouraged her to wear outfits that show off as
much as possible. She sometimes says it feels a bit
weird because people will stare, but to me, she's wearing
it for us, so it doesn't matter who notices. Part
of me even likes the idea that the other guys
get jealous. It was a beach holiday, so she was
shopping for new bikinis. I pushed the smallest ones possible,
and to my delight, she actually bought a couple. When
she tried them on at home, I was jaw dropped.
Two were thongs and one was a tiny gee string.
Here's where I know I went too far. She had
also packed a normal cut bikini and one one piece
suit for a backup, but I quickly took them out
and put them back in her drawer at home. When
we arrived, she couldn't find them. I came clean and apologized.
It was a tense morning, but after a shower and lunch,
she said it was annoying but okay, so she only
brought the others for back up anyway. The first day
at the beach, she wore one of those throng bikinis.
I had to stay sitting down for the first hour
because every time I looked at her, I got painfully hard.
She told me over the afternoon that she actually felt free,
even though she could feel a lot of eyes on her.
I told her it was a huge compliment and proof
of how incredible she looked. I got a little more
used to it over the first few days and could
walk around with it out instantly getting hard. But after
those long beach days, she wasn't really in the mood
for sacks when we got back, so I started really
building up. On Friday, a couple of local guys we'd
seen playing volleyball and football set up close to us.
They kept looking over and my girlfriend smiled A few times.
I mentioned they seemed really interested. I told her to
give them something to look at, and pulled her in
for a kiss. She was on her knees, so when
she leaned to kiss me, her asses pointed up directly
at them. During the kiss, I peeked and saw three
of them starting to get hard. After the kiss, she
laid her head on my chest on her side, asked,
still facing them, and quietly asked if they had looked.
I told her obviously, she looked unreal and her ass
had been sticking up at them. Then she started touching
me over my swim truncks. Before I could tell her
to slow down, she kissed me again and I came
right there in my shorts. She got some cum on
her hand that was so through, so she went down
to the water to wash off while I recovered. While
she was there, the locals went down too and started
talking to her. It's an innocent at first, but she
took forever. I was still a mess with a cumb
in my shorts. I just just wanted her back. After
about ten minutes, they were all laughing and one guy
was standing close with his hand on her hip a lot.
She finally came back, helped me clean up discreetly, and
we headed home. She waved me to the guys as
we left. The next day, we went back and I
was relieved they weren't there at first, but in the
second half of the day they showed up playing in
the water with a ball. My girlfriend said she'd go
say hi. I wasn't happy about it, and she could tell.
She reminded me that if I was going to make
her flash her ass at them, I couldn't complain now.
She offered for me to come with her, but I
felt too awkward and stayed behind. She started chatting and
then joined their ballgame, which seemed fine, and they started
playing at that water wrestling game where people got on
shoulders trying to pull each other off. Everything was okay
until she got pulled off. Whether you believe what happened
next is up to you. I still barely understand it myself.
She lost her bikini top and J string bottoms and
the struggle. From a distance, I saw her covering her
breast and it made me walk hard. She was calling
me over, but I was toe turned on. I pretended
to sleep with my headphones on. The guys dove under
water looking for a bikini. She stayed in the deep water,
trotting and chatting with him about five minutes passed while
I watched painfully hard. Eventually, one guy came out and
grabbed a towel near me and ran back to her.
I woke up and sat up, trying to hide my
obvious direction. He gave her a towel. She looked furious
with me across the beach, but I still couldn't walk over.
She wrapped the towel around herself and sat with them.
One of the guys found her bottoms washed up on
the shore and brought them back with what felt like
a smirk in my direction. She put them on under
the towel and came over to me, still covering her breast.
She was pissed and told me to hand her a shirt.
Then she asked what the hell I was doing. I
said I was asleep and hadn't realized. She shot back
asleep with a boner. She called me a pervert and
got louder, saying those guys had all seen her completely naked,
and then I was clearly into it. She said, let's
see how you like this and walked straight back over
to them. She sat in one of the guy's laps.
I was rock hard again, but drowning in shame. I
tried to read my book and distract myself, but they
had positioned themselves so I couldn't really see what was happening. Eventually,
the guys packed up and my girlfriend came back over,
calling me a couk and humiliating loud voice. We gathered
our staff and went back to the apartment in a
tense silence. That night, in bed, after barely speaking to me,
she started touching me as we kiss I was getting close,
but she stopped and whispered that while she was on
that guy's lap, she'd been grinding on him the whole
time and he was huge. She told me his hands
rubbed her through her bikini bottoms. I came instantly, without
her even touching me. She was genuinely shocked and asked
why the fuck I came. I told her it was hot,
but I didn't know why. It was just talk, not reality.
Signed your beech cucks secret thrill. I have to say
I'd be pissed too if you took. I don't like
people making decisions for me, regardless of the fact that
you know she used it as a crutch or whatever,
so that would have probably set my mood for maybe
not the whole trip, but a lot longer than she
held the grudge. That's for darn sure. Don't make decisions
for me. So I'm gonna say he kind of deserved
all of this, so especially feigning sleep because he had
a heart on. I mean, come on, it's a beach.
They're bikini glad bodies everywhere. Somebody's gonna have a boner.
And by now at a certain age, right, I would
think you'd know at least kind of out of guard one.
I mean, don't get in your cold water if you
have to, or something who knows, think about Grandma counts
a ten? Do geometry or trig or something in your head? Right? Oh,
for my listeners, have you ever had a holiday moment
where showing off your partner turned into something more intense
than planned? Would you open those messages or explore more
or keep it as a wild vacation memory? And what's
the hottest public exposure or accidental cuckold fantasy that you have?
Remember you can always follow my show notes and simmer fantasies.
Dear Nikki, I'm married happily for the most part. My
husband's a good man, a great provider, and we have
a comfortable life together. But there's a side of me.
He's never been able to reach the filthy, insatiable side
that craves raw, no strings attached sex. I've tried to
bury it, but it keeps clawing its way back up.
So here. I am married, but down to fuck. Sh
It started innocently enough, or at least that's what I
told myself, a little extra tension from the guy at
Jim lingering eyes at contact at Hopps, flirty messages that
accidentally got more explicit. Never planned to cross that line,
but the thrill of being watched like that, a feeling
desired in a way that made my pussy ache, became
impossible to ignore. Last month I finally gave in. I
told my husband I was going out for drinks with
the girls. Instead. I met a stranger from one of
those discreet apps in a hotel bar downtown. He was tall, confident,
and had that hungry look in his eyes to the
second he saw me in my tight little dress. We
barely made it through one drink before his hand was
sliding up my thigh under the table. I was already soaked.
We got to the room and he did waste time.
He pushed me against the door, hiked up my dress
and dropped to his knees, bearing his face between my legs.
I came hard on his tongue within minutes, biting my
lip to keep from the moaning too loud. Then I
dropped down and sucked his thick cock like a woman starved,
drooling all over him while he gripped my hair. Called
me a dirty, horror married slut. God that one turned
me on even more. He bit me over the bed,
fucked me deep and rough, exactly the way I needed it.
Every thrust reminded me how long it had been since
I felt this alive. When he flipped me onto my back,
pinned my wrist above my head, staring into my eyes,
he pounded me and I came again, harder than I
have in years. He pulled out and painted my tits
and stomach with his hot load while I rubbed it
into my skin. Feeling wicked and satisfied, I went home
that night, showered and crawled back into bed beside my
sleeping husband like nothing happened. The gilt hit the next morning,
but so did the rush. I've died it twice more since,
different guys, same thrill, quick, filthy hotel focks where I
can get go completely and greedy horror when I keep
it hidden home. I know it's risky, I know I
should stop, but the secrets make everything hotter. Married but
down to fuck and no one has to know signed
married but down to fuck? Yeah, I mean, I get it,
I do, but I'm on the fence on this one.
It is kind of hot to let go and do
your down to fuck thing right, just being able to
let go and find yourself again. I kind of hope
that you find a way to have conversations with your
spouse about this need inside, in a way to explore
it with him knowing or even participating. What pushed you
over the edge of the first time, What actually made
you know that you needed to do it again? And
do you think you'll keep going like this? Have you
ever almost get gotten caught? And for my listeners, what's
your hottest married but secretly down to fuck fantasy or experience?
Dear Nikki, I'm a married nurse working long shifts at
a busy hotel hospital and I'm constantly horny while I'm
the job. It's becoming a problem, the kind of delicious
aching problem I can't ignore any more. My husband is
a decent man, but our sex life has gone flat.
He has no idea. Under the scrubs, I'm dripping wet
half the time, fantasize about being bent over a supply
cart or pulled into an empty room for a quick,
filthy fuck. It started with innocent flirting with doctors and patients, visitors,
and now if i'd myself squeezing my thighs together during rounds,
Imagining strong hands sliding up my skirt under the nurses
station through adrenaline of knowing we could get caught at
any second only makes me wetter. I've started wearing thongs
and no bra under my scrubs just to feel the
fabric teas of my hard nipples and swollen clit as
I moved between rooms. Last week, I finally cracked. A
handsome male nurse I've been eyeing over months caught me
in the medication room. I was flushed and breathing heavy
after a particular vivid fantacy. He asked me if I
was okay. Instead of playing cool, I locked the door,
dropped to my knees, and pulled out his cock right there.
I sucked him like a woman possessed, deep, sloppy gagging
on him while he gripped my ponytail and whispered how
long he wanted this married slut. He came down my
throat just as Code blue was called over the intercom.
I swallowed every drop, fixed my scrubs, and went back
to work like nothing happened. His taste is still in
my tongue for the rest of my shift. Since then,
I've been insatiable. I fingered myself in the staff bathroom
during breaks, I imagining being railed by a patient's hot
brother or one of the cocky residents. I want someone
who's down to bang, a married nurse who's always horny
at work, cooking in call rooms, risky car fox and
the parking garage, or sneaking into an on call room
during the night shift. The danger of getting caught, the
thrill of cheating right under everyone's noses, makes me come
than anything else. My husband still has no clue. I
come home after these secretly releases, kiss him on the cheek,
and climb into our bed, still tingling. I know it's wrong,
I know it's risky, but I can't stop craving what
stolen moment of pure raw dust? Who here is down?
De bang a married nurse who's always horny while at
work signed sub scrubs and sin I married nursed. I mean,
you always hear the stories of nurses and doctors and
all that. Anytime I've ever been in the hospital, I
always had this one bitchy nurse. And well, that's one
time I had one bitchy nurse. But I do remember
coming out of an estesia once and hitting on a doctor.
Nothing came of it, though, but I do remember heading
on him very vividly, embarrassingly, very bold of me coming
on to him. So apparently I need anesthesia before I'll
make bold sexy moves. What's the riskiest place at work
you've played or fantasized about? Have you almost cutten caught
in listeners? Who's down to bang a horny married nurse?
And what's your hottest risky workplace or cheating at work fantasy?
Remember you can drop it in the comments or send
the sinable confession over to me at Nikki in Ikky
at Dearniki dot com, completely anonymous in the Confessions tab
at Dearnicki dot com, and join us over on our
discord channel for free Monday through Saturday eight pm Central
Standard Time, where the nights get completely sexy. Dear Nikki,
I woke up this morning with my cock already throbbing
rock hard before I even opened my eyes. The room
was still dark, just the faint glow of the bedside
clock showing barely five am. My wife was sleeping peacefully
beside me, curled up on her side with her back
to me, breathing slow and steady. But my mind wasn't
on her. It was on you, Nikki. I've been listening
to your voice for weeks now, those filthy, sultry confessions
er read in that smooth, seductive tone that drips of sex.
I slipped my hand under my waistband of my boxers
as quietly as possible, and wrapped my fingers around my
aching cock. The second I started stroking, slow and firm,
I pictured you. Your lips parted, that wicked little smile
you get when you know you're driving someone crazy. I
imagine you whispering right into my ear. Stroke for me,
good boy, and don't wait for her. My grip tightened.
I stroked a little faster, careful not to shake the
bed too much. My wife shifted slightly in her sleep.
I froze for a second, heart pounding colk pulsing in
my hand. The risk made it even odder. I kept going,
thumb swirling over the leaking head, spreading i prey comb
down my shaft while I thought about your perfect tits,
your wet pussy, and the way you moan when you
describe getting fucked. I wanted to be the one filling
you up while my wife slept in just away. I
turned my head just enough to watch our sleeping form,
then closed my eyes again, lost myself completely in you faster,
now breathing through my mouth so I would make a noise.
My balls were tight, drawing up as I imagine you
on your knees for me, looking me up with those
hungry eyes, bagging for my load come for me. I
could almost hear your voice purring. That pushed me over,
and I came hard, biting my lip to stay silent
as thick ropes have come spilled over my fist and
onto my stomach. I lay there afterward, chest eving come
cooling on my skin, while my wife slept soundly beside me,
completely unaware. I cleaned up lightly, already knowing i'd be
stroking to you again. Tomorrow morning, and probably many more
after that signed morning stroke for Nikki? Oh, really stroking
for me while she's lying there sleeping. That's deliciously hot.
I'm gonna admit that out loud. Okay, I'm blushing. So
I wonder how many positions he's had me in? Right?
And when you fantasize about me, gentlemen, ladies, what position
am I in? And how often do you sneak in
those strokes thinking of me or other forbidden fantasies of
me while your partner's right there? What's the closest you
came to waking her up? And listeners? What's your hottest
waking up and stroking secretly or risky morning or late
night masturbation fantasy? Remember you can draw up in the commons, gentlemen,
or follow my show links and send it to me privately.
That was an episode we had a spoiled rat learning
how good submission can feel, a beach vacation that spiraled
from innocent showing off into deep gold humiliation and an
unexpected arousal and a married nurse risking everything for those
stolen heart pounding quickies at work. What can we take away?
Sometimes the hottest moments come from tension that's been building
for years, whether it's hate turning into raw lust, pushing
boundaries in public, or finally giving in to that constant
ache for something more exciting. Consent, communication and knowing your
desires are everything, even when the thrill is at risk. Okay,
it's time for the rental. Are we ready? Imagine you're
in a forest surrounded by ravenous man eating wolves. How
do you put an end to this terrible situation? It's
all out of a box, but you know something different,
And I'll repeat it one more time because tonight everybody
in the chat is just listening because they're at work listening.
Imagine you're in a forest surrounded by a rabbitous man
eating wolves. How do you put it into this terrible situation?
Invite a woman? Okay, so you're gonna throw the woman
in front of the wolves in JB. Apparently they came
out of their work case, burned down the forest. Nope, nope,
stop imagining it. I'm waiting for the booze. Apparently they
just rolled their eyes and went back to work. All right, gentlemen,
it's time for your naughty tuck in. All right, I'm
talking to you. I know what you're doing right now.
I know exactly where you are right now. I know
you're in the exact position you're in. I know exactly
what you're looking at. You're lying in bed, one hand
on the keyboard, the other wrapped around your tight cock.
That down underneath you is already a little damp from
pre come, isn't it? Lotion bottle, opened tissues ready Like
a good boy you are, and you're home alone, or
the house is finally quiet, or everybody's gone home while
you're still at work. This is your naughty ritual. Every
single night, you stroke that cock and come to my
voice filling your ears. Sometimes you listen sweet smiths of
ramble flaps, sometimes full filthy ones from me. Sometimes you
just sort buy the new and pick whatever fantasy I
give you. Sometimes you crave a joy like this one,
where I tell you exactly how to stroke, how fast,
want to imagine, and when to speed up, and exactly
when to explode for me. But you don't listen to
every audio all the way, you scroll, reading the topics,
listening to every inch that catches you that familiar name
of mind you've blown so many loads before me, or
that brand new one I put up. You know those
are going to be filthy. You save the best ones
for last, the ones that feel like they're speaking straight
to your soul. You open everyone that I have in tabs,
maybe from somewhere else. You edge for hours, pumping slow
and deep, then fast and desperate, pausing the ones that
feel too good so you can save them for the
grand finale. Those audios wear my voice so perfect, feels
like I'm right there with you, knowing exactly how you
like it, how you need it. You Ba's right before
she lets you come, keeping that built up load right
on the edge, so when you're finally ready, her moans
will milk every thick rope out of you. But tonight,
all those other ones you have are just a warm up.
They're not worthy of your come. I am am, I right?
Did I just describe your exact plans for tonight? I
know your dirty little habits better than anyone. I'm the
only one who truly understands how you get when the
lights go out tonight. I'm going to be the voice
in your ear when you finally blow that huge load.
If you just want to adde and leave close me now,
I'm not here to be a background jark off material.
I'm the one to finish you. I'm the one that's
gonna mound and beg while you shoot rope after rope
all over yourself. If you've only just started stroking, or
if you're halfway there already, pause me, go to the
edge just for me. Listen to something else I have.
Watch some porn. Get yourself right to the brink three
or four times without coming. Build all that hot, heavy pressure,
deepen your balls for me, then come back, And when
you do, I want you to give me every single drop.
M you came back. I knew you wouldn't stay away.
No other voice feels as good as mine. Wrapped around
your cock? Is that dick throbbing your hand? How long
I'm you been aching for me? How full and heavy
is that load I made you say? Keep stroking for me,
nice and slow at first. Slide your fingers over the head,
spreading all that slick pre come around. Feel how sensitive
you already are. Every little touch sends the sparks up
your spine. You've been watching so much poorn, haven't you?
All those girls getting fuck so hard? Imagine it's me
on my back, legs spread wide for you, My tight,
wet pussy glestening being an here, ill soaked I am
with your cock slides between my lips, pushing inside me.
Inch by inch. The walls squeeze around you, hot and silky,
pulling you deeper. Big long strokes. Now all the way up,
all the way down. Twist your little hand at the
top and grip it tighter like you're really fucking me. Yeah,
just like that. Twist your hips to your fist, make
it sloppy. I want to hear those wet sounds while
you fuck your hand, thinking about my tripping. Con speed
up a little, fuck me harder, fill my tits, bouncing
with every thrust. Wndumble's hard against your chest. My breath
is hot in your ear, moaning your name while you
pound me deep. My pussy is clinching, fluttering around your cock,
getting water with every stroke. Hmm, you're getting close already,
aren't you slow down? Etch for me? Don't you dare
come yet? Now? Imagine me on your right knees, my
soft lips wrapped round your cock, tongue swirl over the head,
tasting every drop a pre cumb I suck you deep
in my throat, humming around you, the vibrations traveling straight
to your balls, one hand stroking the base while the
other cups them gently tucking. You can feel my saliva
dripping down your shaft, making everything so slick and messy.
Squeeze that from me, Twist it just right. Feel that
intense pleasure shooting through you. That's my mouth working for you,
taking you all the way. I pull off the wet
pop and look you with my hungry eyes. Fuck my face,
I whisper, before sliding you back into my lips. You
grab my hair and thrust using my throat while I
gag and moon around you. The sounds are filthy, my
mascarrets running as I worship your cock. Keep stroking. Use
both hands if you need to, one twisting the head,
the other pumping the shaft. Play with that sweet spot
for me, you know the one, the ones that makes
you toes girl, makes you moan louder, Rub your hand
down your chest, feel everything, because that's what I would do.
Let my voice sing into you. You're getting close again.
Mm hmm, slow down, breathe. I want you right on
that edge, hanging from me, not picture me writing you.
I straddle on your lap, singing down onto your cock
in one smooth motion. Fuck. He feels so thick inside me.
My pussy stretches around you, hot and tight, juice is
running down your balls. I grind slow at first, rolling
my hips and circles, letting you feel every inch of
my slick walls. Then I start bouncing harder, faster, my
ass slapping against your thighs. Clap, clap, clap. My tits
are in your face. You suck on my nipples while
I ride you like I own you. I'm moaning loud,
telling you how fool you make me, how my clit
rubbing against you in every thrust. I reach down and
grab your balls for me. Feel tight they are? How
much coum is churning inside? Desperate to sprite me. I
lean forward, my breath mixing with yours. I want you
to fill me up. I whisper, my pussy squeezing rhythmically
around your cock. Come so deep inside I can feel you.
You're a throbbing heart. Now, pump faster, Pump me like
you mean it. Thrust up into your hand, like your
buried balls deep in my tripping pussy. You're right there,
aren't you? Riding that perfect edge? Don't stop. Keep pumping
at the pace that feels so fucking good. But you
know you can't hold for ever. Make your grip tighter,
use your hips. Imagine my pussy fluttering wildly around you,
milking you, bagging for your load. I'm moaning right now
in your ear, loud, desperate, needy. Please, I need your come,
give it to me. I want you to come so
hard for me. Start building to that final pink. Pump hard,
fast and relentless. Nothing else exist except for my voice
and your cock. Just like that, Keep stroking. I want
you to feel your balls drying up tight. My pussy
is clenching so hard around you. You're right there, right
on the edge of exploding. Come for me, Come right now.
I want you to shooting all of yourself. Pump every
thick rope of that warm, sticky Come. Keep stroking through it,
hard and fast. Drain those balls completely, reel it shooting
out in powerful spurts, splattering across your chest, your stomach,
your hand, Hold your breath as long as you can
while you come. Squeeze every last drop. Milk it for me.
Keep going, even when it's sensitive. I want everything that's it.
Look at the huge mess you made for me so much.
Come did it feel good? That intense rush flowing through
your old body? Sometimes the best orgasms are the messy ones,
just letting it all go. Don't move, don't clean up you,
let just lie there and let the aftershocks roll through. You.
Feel my voice still warm in your ear, soothing you.
I knew you'd save that load for me. No one
else can make you come hard for now. Rest, let
your mind go blank. You can clean up whenever you want,
or fall asleep right there in your mess, dreaming of
my voice in my tight what pussy. Thank you for
giving me your come tonight. I'll be waiting for you
again tomorrow. Thank you for spending the night with me,
my sexy gentlemen listeners there. If these stories left you throbbing, soaking,
or anything, make sure you send me your comments or
sinvil confessions to me at Nikki in Ikky at dear
Nikki dot com, completely anonymous through the confessions tab at
dear Nikki dot com. I read every single one of them,
and until next time, stay naughty, stay safe, and keep
those hidden desires burning. This is Nikki signing off sweet
and filthy dreams.