Speaker 1: Hello, Captain Blackbeard. How are we tonight? For some reason,
I read that it's hung Well, we all know what's
on my mind. Oops, let's get everything started before I
say anything else dirty to make me blush like the
show doesn't help. Welcome back to Nikki after Dark, your
favorite late night spot were the steamiest, most honest, and
downright filthy confessions. I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight we're
getting extra naughty. Here are some teasers of the story
you'll hear tonight. A romantic late side cabin gets turned
into an all night session of rope, bare hands, baking,
and relentless edging, tongues cock vibrator until she's saying and
she accidentally walks in on her best friend and straight
brother stroking himself and decides why not. Drops journeys, ends
up coming his favorite secret mouth, and a drunk night
at our new best friend's house leads to a shocking
discovery her friend's baby daddy is actually her childhood ex boyfriend.
But before we'd begin all that craziness, I actually have
something to tell you. Abe dropped this into my Hello,
read a message before, and I'm want to drop the
so you can hear it later. But so I'm a
little off script on this one, but I do want
to tell you about it. So back in Oh was
it twenty hang on, let me find the date. I
wasn't really prepared. I mean literally, this was given to
me like five seconds ago. Okay, there's no date. I
mean it's like, no, twenty seventeen. Here it is in Sarasota, Florida.
An outdoor professional tennis match in Florida came to a
brief halt amid sounds of loud sas Francis to Foe
was about to serve Mitchell Krueger during the Tuesday night match,
and Saracenna opened when he paused, flashed a smile of
disbelief over the sound of a woman moaning in pleasure.
Broadcaster Mike Cashion initially described the sounds as coming from
someone's playing a pornographic video in the stands, but later
they said they were coming from an apartment nearby. Both
players had fun with the situation while the crowd laughed.
Krueger hit the ball sharply in a direction that sounds,
and to Foe screamed, it can't be that good. Caution
later saluted the responsible couple on Twitter says, sounds like
you guys had a good time, So give me two seconds.
Let me download what he sent me and you guys
can listen to it later. It was quite funny though,
I was like, wait what sang on? Lee? Download this
and then I'll share with you guys. Okay, and for
those that are listening later, it's on our discord channel
and do so there you go. You guys can listen
to it after the show if you want. You don't
have to, but it is quite funny. It's not as
funny as like gun oil incident a couple weeks back,
but it's still funny. So for our tonight's question, have
you ever been insanely attracted as someone you knew that
was completely off limits A friend's partner, an X or
anyone you absolutely shouldn't touch. I want to hear from you.
So these are some questions for you. What made it
that wrong person or situation so tempting and irresistible in
the moment and looking back? Did you give in? And
was the thrill worth any guilt or risk? Drop your
comments in the chat, or you can always email me
to Nikki Nikky at Dear Nikki dot com anonymously through
our website at Dearniki dot com under the confession stab,
or you can join our Discord channel for live shows
Monday through Saturday eight pm Central Standard Time and stick
around and join the other sexploredas just like yourself. And
I read every single one of them. By the way,
now here, I know why you gotta show up. You
got to show up for the dirty redtle. This one
sounds filthy, but as always, remember it's clean. What has
a bottom at the top and keep your answer in mind.
I'll reveal it at the very end of the show.
You know what time it is. It's time to sit back, relax.
Let's have a whiskey with some filthy cherries, of course,
and explore some erotic fantasies from people just like you
and me. Dear Nikki, I have to confess what happened
this past weekend at the lakeside cabin. My boyfriend and
I live three hours apart, so we rented a cozy
cabin halfway between us for some unerupted time together. After dinner,
we got back to the cabin and things got intense fast.
He pushed me on to the bed, yanked my pants
down and gave me a bare handed spanking that started
light and playful switching between cheeks, and then built harder
and harder until my ass was glowing red with his
hand prints and the warm of his touch. I finally
tapped out, breathing hard. He streaked me completely, laid me
back on my back, folded legs all the way towards
my head, and crossed my arms in front of them.
With some rope, he tied my arms together, locking my
legs in that helpless, folded precision. I was already completely
exposed and couldn't move. You're going to begging me to
make you come, he said with a wicked grin, and
let out a nervous little laugh. We fantasized about tying
me up and edging me for a long time. He
started slow rubbing his two middle fingers in smooth circles
around my clip. The ting shot down my thighs instantly.
My moans grew louder and more desperate, until he suddenly stopped.
I gasped, my body was still buzzing. He crawled up,
stroked my hair gently, and let me calm down for
a minute before diving back in. This time He went
down on me, his tongue circling my clip, then flicking
up and down, switching patterns until I was squirming harder.
He pressed his thumb against excuse me, my ass with
his mouth worked over me. The pressure rolled through me
in waves all the way to my toes. Just as
I was about to tip over the edge, he pulled
away again. My whole body pulsed like ripples spratting from
my core. He disappeared for a moment, then came back
with a condom and my many vibrator wand he rolled
the condom on his hard cock and climbed between my
tied legs and teased my slick labia with the tip
rub it over my swollen clit until I whimpered. When
he finally slid inside me, he started with a deep,
grinding strokes that made me moan every time he pressed
against my clit. Then he planted his hands on the
mattress and started pounding me hard. The sensation built so
intensely my head was tingling, my whole body was tightening,
and right when I was right there, he stopped again.
I slammed my head back against the bed with frustration grunt.
After letting me cool down, he turned on the mini
wand and pressed it firmly against my clit while thrusting
again into me. This time my body was limp, my
head rolling with every thrust. I could feel him getting
thicker and harder inside me, until he buried himself deep,
groaning loudly as he came, his cock throbbing. He kept
the vibrator on me, pulling it away every time I
got close. My clit was getting so sensitive I could
bear really take it. Finally, he put the wand aside,
rubbed my clip with a thumb just right, and made
me explode. The orgasm hit me like an electric shock.
I shook and squirmed violently, still helplessly tied with my
legs folded up to my head. He untied me and
I collapsed flat on the bed, my body still tingling
and twitching, with little moans escaping every time I exhaled.
His codnum was sagging heavy with comb. He admitted he
hadn't jerked off in three days. We showered together, then
walked out naked onto the back deck overlooking the woods,
just to cool off under the night air. The next morning,
we started slow, lazy spooning sex, moved a doggie, then
prone bone, he pulled out, flipp me onto my back,
tore off the condom, and came all over my stomach.
After another shower, we went out for breakfast like nothing happened,
but I'm still replaying every second of it. Signed tired
and trembling. I like this. I like that how aggressive
men can get, because you know you can if you've
let yourself not come in a couple of days. And
I absolutely love that. I love that he just kind
of put her where he wanted her to be and
just she was at his mercy. I'm glad he didn't
tease her too long, because you know I would have
been cranky and all that. So I do have a
question for our tired and trembling. Have you two ever
played with edge and bonding before like this or was
this your first time going that deep? And would you
let him edd you even longer next time or finally
let you beg for it? And for those that are listening,
if this confession turned you on, drop your own thoughts
or a similar experience before doub below I'm all ears,
I'm reading it can't be that good? Yeah right, But see,
I'm that loud. So I'm sitting here and I was
listening to the tenacourse thing and I was like, yeah,
that's exactly what it sounded like when the builders were
like catty corner from us, and they took breaks every
day when they heard me start. So yeah, that like
it was random times interest for the near fear chair.
I like that, John, I do. I thought Red might
have something to say about this one. For those that
are dombs, I think we have two in the chat.
Have we ever done this to our sobbies? But see,
the thing is, man, I become like the Exorcist, but
very pretty instead with with someone deazing me just saying
I really do. Dear Nikki, I have to confess what
happened this morning. I'm a thirty year old married guy,
and yesterday, on a dating app, I started chatting with
an older man in his fifties. He was honest right away,
he hadn't been laid in years and was mostly hoping
for a blow job. The conversation got deeper and he
told me he'd lost his right arm and leg to
cancer a few years ago. Something about that vulnerability hit me.
I feel bad for him and genuinely wanted to help,
so we made plans for this morning. My wife left
for work early and I didn't have to be at
my job until noon, so as soon as she was
gone I confirmed it with him. I drove her to
his house, and just like that, the door was unlocked.
I walked in and there he was, sitting right inside
his wheelchair. He didn't waste any time. The second the
door closed, his hand was groping my ass eagerly. I
dropped straight to my knees. His cock was already hard.
It wasn't big, maybe four inches, and pretty skinny, so
I had no trouble taking the whole thing into my mouth.
I'd barely been sucking for thirty seconds when he groaned
that he was about to come. I moaned around his
cock let him finish in my mouth. He came a lot, clearly,
it had been a long time, and I swallowed every drop.
He thanked me and apologized for how quick it was.
I told him not to worry, that I was happy
to help. I was about to leave when he shyly
asked me if he could fuck me. I hesitated for
a second, but decided to stay. I asked how he
wanted to do it. He said either on the bed
or right there in his wheelchair. I got him hard
again by sucking him, then stood up, dropped my shorts
and boxers, turned around and lined my ass up with
his cock. He slid uneasily. I wrote him reverse Cowgirl,
bouncing on his hips so he could get a good
view of my ass. He smacked it a few times
and mowed louder each time. After just a few minutes,
he warmed me he was close again. I looked back
over my shoulder and told him he could come inside
me if he wanted. That pushed him over the edge.
He laughed out a lard grunt as I sank all
the way down into his lap, grinding my hips while
he pumped his load deep into my ass. I stayed
there until he is soft and his cock slipped out.
He think me again and showed me to the bathroom
to clean up. Before I left, I told him he
could message me anytime he need a relief. It felt
good to give him that kind of release after everything
he's been through, even if it was quick and raw.
Signed the pity ride. This was kind of surprisingly sweet.
But have anybody ever given a pityfuck? I haven't read's
thinking are you digging through your black book? Read Nope, nope, nope, nope,
Maybe I don't remember. We don't have time for you
to go through. I played the fifth. I was gonna say,
we don't have time for you to go through the
New York City phone book or the Washington d c.
Phone Book or any the other big phone book. You
have to say it, dear Niki. I have to confess
this embarrassing and kind of hot and insight a moment.
A few weeks ago, I met a guy, brought him home,
and after we finished having sex, he suddenly pulled out
and stared at his cock with wide eyes. The condom
was gone. In my very drunk state, I immediately panicked
and accused him of lying about wearing one in the
first place. He stayed calm, show me the empty wrapper
and help me tear the bedroom apart looking for it.
We checked everywhere under the bed and the sheets on
the floor, but nothing. I was still freaked out, so
in my tipsy haze, I made him literally search inside
me with his fingers to see if it had slipped
out during the act. Still no condom. The next morning,
hung over, mortified, I called and scheduled an emergency appointment
with Mi Gino. When the nurse asked why I was there,
I could barely say it out loud. I had to
admit I'd lost a condom inside me. She tried to
keep a straight face, but I was dying inside, lying
there on the exam table with my feet in stirrups.
The doctor finally came in to one look in my
red face and just smiled knowingly. After a quick exam
and a little searching, she managed to retrieve the missing condom. Somehow,
my vagina had completely swallowed it during sex. She pulled
it out, held it up, and I wanted the table
to swallow me hole Lesson learned druck sex plus condoms
can get sneaky. My body appeared and decided it wanted
a souvenir signed the condom thief. Okay, I have a question.
They searched the walls. I'm like, is this like the
ping pong trick? You know? Me? I have to admit
though I have had one lost to me, and good
for me, I didn't have to go to a guyino
because it came out when I went to the restroom,
and as I walked back in the room, he goes,
so I kind of lost the condom. I was like, yeah,
you're not that big, get one that fits. And because
he was an asshole, I'm telling you he was, he
deserved it. No judgy. Okay, guys, since they're all gentlemen here,
have you ever had a condom slip off and disappear
or any other awkward word? Did it go? Bedroom moments? Okay,
Brad spill John Abe. Have you ever lost a condom
inside somebody? It's one that broke ooh, that is scary.
When you were younger, you crabbed a dan man ah.
The joy of youth, though, thinking and it's slipped off.
You're not that big red at least not then. I
haven't seen it. I don't know, Dear Nikki. I have
to confess something I've been keeping inside for a while.
I'm straight. I've never acted on anything with a girl
and have only ever been with guys. But I can't
stop thinking about women in the sexual way. It started
with porn. I love watching big beautiful tits bouncing and jiggling,
especially in those videos where girls flash their huge tits
in public. The thrill of them just whipping them out
in the store on the street, or as a party
gets it turned on. I also can't get enough of
the by threesome scenes. Watching two girls play with each
other while guys watch or join in the way their
soft bodies move together, the way they kiss and touch
it makes my heart race every time. The crazy part is,
even though I've never acted on it, if the right
chance ever came up with a girl, I'd go for
it in a heartbeat. Just thinking about it. Touching another
woman's breast, feeling her hands on me, tasting her gets
me soaking, wet, my lips litterally throb When I imagine it,
I have fantasize about it would feel like to my
have my girl suck on my nipples while I play
with hers, or to bury my face between her soft
thighs and hear her moan because of me. I'm not
sure if this makes me by curious, well, if it's
just a strong fantasy, but it's becoming harder to ignore.
Part of me wants to stay straight, but the other
part desperately wants to explore the side of me signed
what for tits? Huh? I you know there? When I
watch lesbian porn, because I have over the years by
myself or with a caller. Shall we say, there's a
very big difference between woman's porn, straight porn, guy porn,
male male female porn, just there is some of it.
The male male female can be very sensual sometimes, I
think the feminine vibe in it, even if a woman
is a very dominant woman, there's still something very inherently
feminine and erotic about it. Otherwise you do just turn
it into very hot banging, and that's really hot. That's
actually why I go watch porn if I need it.
I need in and out kind of thing, you know,
no hesitation. So I I like watching that. I like
watching when a woman caresses another woman. I think it's
a very sential act. I find it very relaxing and arousing.
So question for you guys, if you're a woman who
gets turned on by other women but hasn't crossed that
line yet, which all of you probably have, I don't know,
or if you have and want to share it how
it felt. Drop your thoughts and your experiences below, or
you can always email them to me at Nikki and
Ikky at dear Nikki dot com. I'm laughing because it's
all gentlemen tonight in the chats when honestly through the
our website at dear Nikki dot comms or the confessions tab,
or you can join us over on our Discord channel
with our live other sexplortives just like yourself Monday through
Saturday eight pm Central Time. And I do read every
one of your confessions. So you open up your own vault.
What does that mean? I missed something? Oh your vault?
Your your your? Are you talking about your phone books?
Was it? Was it? An? Surely wasn't in the A
It must have been like further down and you read fast.
Oh your video you have video of the of the Oh,
so are you talking about female female born? I'm lost?
Which does not take me? Oh your own nick no
about saying Nikki. Oh geez Red has his own porn
stash of his self. Look at that, Dear Ninki. I
have to confess the most vivid, intense stream I've ever had,
one that still turns me on. Years later, I was
walking through a loud, crowded shopping mall with my super
hot but incredibly snooty ex girlfriend. We were bickering as
usual when we passed an empty store at the back
there against a brick wall was the most beautiful sexy
woman I've ever seen, completely naked and desperately trying to
reach a small hole high up in the wall just
out of her grasp. Shoppers walk by pointed, whispered, and
kept going, doing nothing to help. I stop and told
my girlfriend we should help her. She was obviously in distress, naked,
and the busy mall something strange was happening. My ex
wanted nothing to do with it. She merely accused me
of being a disgusting pervert for even wanting to help
a naked woman instead of security should deal with her.
But security was nowhere inside. The longer I watched this
mysterious girl struggling, the more drawn I felt to her.
While my girlfriend bitched in my ear, I walked to
an empty store anyway, the louder she complained, the fainter
her voice, and the mall noise became. As I got closer,
everything faded away. The girl turned toward me in slow motion,
her full breast and long messy hair bancing gently before settling.
Our eyes locked, and suddenly the entire mall disappeared. She
lunged at me, jumping and wrapping her legs and arms
tightly around my body. The force knocked us backward and
I landed flat on my back with her top. We
kissed passionately, hands exploring each other hungrily. Then she straddled
my face, grinding her wet pussy up and down over
my mouth and tongue. She tasted so sweet. She drew
herself backwards, arching hard while squeezing my head tight between
her thighs, trapping my face deep soaking pussy. Now on
her back with me locked in place, she worked her
hips and circles, using my face to pleasure herself. Moaning deeply,
I grabbed her ass and hips, then reached up to
massage her breast, still unable to free my face from
her stronghold. After a while, she released my head, yanked
off my shorts, and my cock sprang out harder than
anything I've ever felt, throbbing with a mix of pleasure
and aching tightness. She took me into her mouth, sucking
me right to the edge while I buried my tongue
back into her pussy and asshole. Then she climbed on top,
slid down onto my cock, and we both cried out
in pure ecstasy. I exploded deep inside her as uncontrollable
tremors shook over us. As the orgasm faded, I opened
my eyes. She suddenly turned into a swirl of leaves
and was whisked away through the hole in the brick
wall by a gust of wind. I was left there,
lying there, naked in the mall, noise rushing back in,
crowds of people staring and whispering about me. My ex
girlfriend stomped off angrily, and I felt this desperate aching
yearning to follow the leaves and the girl. But no
matter how hard I reached, I couldn't get the hole
in the wall. I woke up incredibly turned on and
strangely heartbroken, signed the leaf girl dreamer. Do we think
this guy came after his dream? Has anybody ever had or,
I mean, an orgasm? I have like woke up in
the middle of an orgasm. I've only done it like once. Well, yeah,
wet dream? Duh? Okay, gentlemen, have we ever had a
wet dream? Of course? How long does it have to
be for you, like in between masturbations or sex for
you to have a wet dream? I thought mine was
pretty cool. It was like really really intense a hookup
still convulsing. It was like I didn't squirt anything, but
it just us sleep beds. Oh. I know. Darcy was
telling me that if he pushes it so far, he'll
have a wet dream. I'm waiting for redd. He's writing
a book. It could just happen, Okay, As I say,
I don't remember my dream, but I do remember just
waking up in like right towards the end of my orgasm,
like I was having an orgasm, but I was not
touching myself, so again it was one of those touchless orgasms.
Dear Nikki, I have to confess what happened between me
and my best friend's straight brother, So something that started
completely by accident and turned into a secret, delicious habit.
I was hanging out at my best friend's family's house
with her and the whole family. We were all just
chilling watching TV and eating, drinking and talking. At some
point I noticed her brother wasn't around, so I went
looking for him. I've known the family for years, so
I didn't think twice about walking straight into his room
and opening the door. He was sitting there stroking his cock,
clearly not expecting anyone. He froze in surprise because he'd
forgotten to lock the door. I quickly said sorry, closed
the door, walked away, but I couldn't stop thinking about it.
After a few minutes of debating myself, I decided why
not and went back. Surprisingly, he still hadn't locked the door.
I opened it, stepped inside, and closed it behind me,
locking it this time. He stopped again looked shocked. I
told him, don't worry. I know what you're doing. Let
me help you out. He blurted out what But I
got down on my knees, started rubbing his cock through
his pants and said, trust me, just relax, let me
do it for you. At first, he was hesitant, saying no,
it's weird, but I kept reassuring him until he gave in.
Once I pulled him out and started stroking and sucking,
he got rock hard with no problem. I even convinced
him to record me sucking his cock. I could tell
that turned him on even more. When he said he
was getting close, I looked up and told him, okay,
come in my mouth. He was genuinely shocked and asked
what I can come in your mouth? I said yeah,
of course, and went right back to sucking him until
he exploded with a huge load. I swallowed every drop.
He stared at me in disbelief and asked, did you swallow?
I just smiled and says, yes, good girls always swallow.
Poor guy, I guess none of his girlfriends had ever
let him do that. After that first time, he kept
wanting more. I sucked him off several times after that,
and every single time he came in my mouth and
I swallowed. One time he even asked for a birthday blowy,
and I was more than happy to give it to him.
Now I can't stop thinking about how much he loved it,
and how much I love being his secret little helper.
Signed best friend's brother's secret mouth. Yeah that's hot. I've
never walked in on anybody, but you know, I mean,
I've laid by boyfriends that turned me down and then
ended up jagging off in the middle of the night.
That pisses me off. Pisses me off more than anything.
Have you guys ever walked in on someone and then
said let me help you out? Uh? No, And you've
walked in and been walked in on while you're in
the army, did they ask you if they can help
you out? You were getting in Vjay and she didn't
lock the door. My buddy walked in, did he join it? No?
You turned it? Help hoeen pecher own. I guess right,
dear Nikki, I have to confess the most intense morning
I've ever had in a long time. It started with
like a dreamlike haze and ended with me completely owned
in the shower. I woke up slowly and turned my
head to see you sitting up in bed beside me.
Your long, beautiful red hair banned out across the pillow
like a fiery alow. You're riding on a pad, brow
furrowed in deep concentration. Just seeing you like that soft, distracted,
so fucking saxy, made my cock throb hard against the mattress.
The waiting game we'd been playing was over. I didn't
want to wait any more. I needed to possess you
completely Without a word, I reached over, took the pad
from your hands, and set it aside. I leaned in
and kissed you deeply, ending with a firm little nip
on your lush lower lip. Your eyes widened, wondering what
had gotten into me. I was about to show you
and then put it inside you. I rolled out of bed,
grabbed you around the waist and hoisted your small body
over my shoulder in a fireman's carry. You let a surprise,
a little shriek and playfully pounded your fist on my back.
As I carried you straight to the bathroom. I turned
on the shower, waited for the water to get warm,
then slowly lowered you under the hot spray. I stepped
in right after you, my eyes full of raw hungry.
I started by covering every inch of your soft, compact
body with slippery, strawberry scented shower trawl. Your long red
hair curls clung wetly to your skin as my hands robed,
soaping your breast, teasing your stiff pink nipples, sliding down
your back, cupping your cute little ass, and running down
your legs. I pulled you up onto your tiptoes, kissing
you hard while my hard cock bobbed and pressed against
your tummy. I was getting impatient. I handed you the
gel and told you to make my cock nice and slivery.
You dropped your knees, pulled the gel into your palm,
and struck me with both hands until I was throbbing
and glistening. Then I turned you around, pressed your on
your back, so your ass arched toward me, and I
told you to spread your pale cheeks for me. You
reached back, obediently, pulling yourself open so I could see everything,
your pink asshole and the slick, slightly rather puss below.
I made you hold that lewed position while the water
cascaded over us, just drinking in the sight. Then I
mowed my fingers and slid first one then two deepen
your hot cunt, slowly finger fucking you while you pushed
back against me. I pulled them out, tasting your sweet,
earthy juices while you smile. You crouched down and offered
your ass, but I wanted your pussy first. I grabbed
your hips thrust my thick jell slick cock straight into
your trenched pussy with one rough stroke. You gasped in
surprise at how deep and sudden it was. You braced
your hands on the old, cold tile wall and started
pushing back, grunting sexily with every thrust as I claimed you.
After a few minutes, I pull out, poured more gel
on my cock and told you to present your ass again.
This time you spread eagerly. I pressed my swollen head
against your tight little hole and slowly pushed in. You
sucked hard on my fingers, which I'd coated in your
own pussy juices, while moaning through the stretch. When my
thick cock head finally pop past your sinker, you groaned
in perfect mix of pain and relief. I kissed you
over your shoulder, then order you to brace yourself because
I wasn't going slow. I started ramming into your ass
with powerful thrust, spanking your pale cheeks until they glowed pink,
telling you to fuck me back harder if you wanted
my load in your mouth. You rowed me urgently, hips
slimming back, moaning louder and louder. When I was right
on the edge, I pulled out, told you to get
on your knees, and commanded you to suck every drop
from me like the beautiful cumslut you are. You dropped instantly,
took my cock all the way down your throat and
worked me frantically while fingering your clit. I grabbed your
wet red mane and exploded down your throat, ordering you
to hold my cumb in your mouth and show me
before swallowing. Even after that massive load. Seeing you so
lost in pleasure, kept me hard while you slumped against
the wall, frantically rubbing your clit. I stroke myself watching you.
Your moons turned into primal screams as you came hard,
and my second load painted your breast, stomach, and legs
like you were my personal canvas. We ended up sitting
on the shower floor together, my arms wrapped tightly around you,
your head on my chest, both of us breathing hard
and laughing softly. I kissed your neck, found you close,
feeling completely satisfied and already hungry for more. Signed your
male lover shower slut. Wow, somebody wants to fuck me
in a shower. I don't have red hair, though, I
hate to tell you that, though growing up in the summers,
it would turn like bright brassy, like a penny, not
so much sky, a little sparkle to it, a little glitter,
and it's purple, so not really red. Oh I'm blushing
when I get letters like this, they make me blush. Sorry, guys.
Oh geez, Okay, listeners, what was the part for your
favorite part of this? His rough pussy fucking me, stretching
my tight ass, or watching me swallow and get covered
in his calm, oh my, that's the thing, Captain Blackbeard.
I blush all the time. It does not matter. I'm like,
I'm poised like this, like behind and but like questions
like this direct and to me in person. I blushed
like a blessing Virgin Catholic schoolgirl. I'm telling you, like
all over my body, like the brit said something today
and I just went all red. It's interesting, he says,
it's part of my charm. I don't know. We'll go
with it. I guess have you guys ever had a
spontaneous dominant shower session like this or fantasize being carried
off and used like this? I've never had a fireman fantasy,
but I guess I'll have to think about that now.
June June to June to June June eighteenth, he pleason,
Is it anything? Yeah? Eighteenth? I think yeah, sounds right. Denverrigette,
you can always I'm still blushing over here. I am
really really red. You can always send me your confessions,
even if they are directed right at me, to Nikki
and Ikky at Dearniki dot com, anonymously through our website
at dear Nigki dot com under the Confessions tab, or
you can drop them over to me privately on our
Discord channel. It probably might make a future live show
which happens Monday through Saturday at eight pm Central Standard Time. Oh, dear,
dear Nikki, I have to confess how I ended up
secretly messing around with my boyfriend's best man, friend's man. Sorry,
who happened to me my childhood ex boyfriend three years ago?
I'm made a new friend at work. One night, she
invited me over to drink and said it would just
be her and her baby daddy. When I got there,
she opened the door, sitting at the kitchen table with
a face I hadn't seen in almost ten years, my
ex from my childhood. He'd grown up so much taller
than me, now wearing contacts and looking to him fine.
I was shocked. We started drinking and playing beer pong.
I was lightweight back then, so I got pretty turned.
Halfway through the bottle, I noticed the way he was
looking at me had changed. Every time my friend left
the room to the bathroom or whatever, he'd lean in
and whispered that he'd never stopped loving me and wanted
us to try being together again. I kept brushing it off,
telling him he was drunk and he didn't know what
he was saying. At one point, my friend was throwing
up in the bathroom and wouldn't let us help. I
went back to the kitchen to pour more shots. When
I turned around, my ex trapped me against the counter
with his hands on both sides. He tried to kiss me,
but I turned my head. He grinned and said, come on,
I just want to see if you're still could kiss
her now that were adults, I reminded him he was
with my friend. He threw my own story back at
me about not caring about other girl's boy friends. I
laughed and told him my due care when my girl
friend's an actual friend. By the end of the bottle,
my friend was passed out drunk, so he put her
to bed. I crashed on the couch. He brought me
a blanket, which I thought was sweet until he sat
at the end of the couch and slowly stood it closer,
giving me those ready to play eyes. The tension was thick.
He kept saying, just kiss me, and I kept reminding
him I was supposed to be his girl friend's friend.
But when I tried to move my leg he picked
it up, put it across his lap, and started rubbing
my foot and thigh. He drew the blanket over us,
and his hands slowly crept higher and higher up my
leg until his thigh pressed right against my ass on
the couch. He leaned in and our lips met. Electricity
shot through my whole body, and my head went cloudy.
With my legs spread one still on his lap, I
suddenly felt his thumb pressing against my pussy through my leggings.
I gasped, and he whispered, I knew you'd like it
once I move and kissed me again to keep me
quiet while I rubbed my soak pussy. I was dripping wet.
I kept kissing him back, moaning into his mouth, not
even once letting him trying to stop, even though I
knew I should. Every time I got close to coming,
he'd teased me by rubbing my leg or foot instead.
The thrill possibly getting caught made it even hotter. His
cock was raw hard against my leg the whole time.
When it got late, I told him he'd better get
back to his girlfriend before she woke up. He smarked,
lift his hand to his nose and hailed his said, oh,
it still cants then smell my pussy, lightly covered me
with the blanket and said good night. That night was
just the beginning. I started to go over to drink
with them almost every night. As soon as she passed out,
I'd make out with her man my ex on the couch.
He texted me constantly saying he could stop thinking about us.
Eventually I wasn't even going over there for her anymore.
I was going for him. Signed the ex who came back,
this is a note for me. Is there X for
a reason? Just saying, and I'd have been like, uh,
I got an exit stage left. I've got to remember
admist appointment I have at ten pm tonight. So I
have a slightly true story on this slight, but it
reminded me of it. So I was living with this
girl and her boyfriend had come over in the same
kind of thing, really, and we were up late watching
TV on this long couch. She was on one end,
he was in the middle, and I was there. I
always have a blanket, It's not that I'm cold. I
just light the blanket on my legs and he did
started playing, and eventually she went to bed, and he
was just kind of rubbing my feet kind of thing.
He didn't get to rub up my legs, play with
her pussy or anything like that. But he was like,
you know, your voice made me wrong hard. I said really.
He goes yeah, and I all, mett it was really horny,
and he goes, let's play around. And I said, like
my pussy first, and I knew he wouldn't. He just
had that vibe. He's like, I'm not looking your pussy.
I was like, well, I'm not sucking a dick, and
I said, like my pussy, I'll suck your dick and
he would not like my pussy. I said, I'm not
touching dick, and I went back to flipping TV. I
was like flipping watching ESPN that kind of shit. And
finally he was like, will you watch and I was
like fine. So he had a towel. He started jacking
in the towel and he's like, I'm gonna come. You're
gonna watch him? Like yeah. I looked over watching him,
like okay, you're done, now you can go to bed.
So that's what I did. So that's my Have you
ever hooked up with a friend's partner, especially next or
had a late secret night couch session under a blanket
while someone was sleeping nearby, or like in my case,
just at the buttery end of the couch spill your details.
I really want to know. Okay, this was a very
very interesting episode, very deliciously dirty, I think. From the
cabin we learned that complete cylinder trust and expert etching
can turn denial into the most explosive orgasms imaginable. Sometimes
the hottest sex happens when you give up control. From
the brothers story, we learn we see how one impulsive
why not moment can spark a secret, addictive arrangement that
both people keep coming back for more. And from the
couch confession, we're reminded that the combination of nostalgia, for
bidden fruit and the heart pounding risk of getting caught
can be one of the strongest aphrodisiacs out there. The
big takeaway desire doesn't care about rules, loyalty, or what's right.
When the chemistry hits and the thrill kicks in, we're
all capable of crossing lines we never thought we would,
and sometimes those lines feel incredible. And now, as promised,
the answer to Tonight's riddle, and since some of you
were in here, as always, I'm going to tell it again.
It's really short. What has a bottom at the top. No,
it's not a circle, Hello George of the jungle. Anybody
else want to guess? No, it's not a male bottle,
not a catchup bottle. You guys are on the same
waysing anybody else. Not a bun No, were giving up?
You guys are gonna die well more? Yep, Okay, it's
your legs. I told you you know your bottom is
on top of your legs. Uh. It was stupid, but
it was. I liked the outsee. I even like really
bad dad jokes too. That should not surprise you, guys.
I used to tell those way back in the day,
really bad dad jokes. Telling you make a woman laugh,
you get into her pennies faster. If Betty is here,
she'd back me. All right, it's time for your naughty
duck in. You stormed in through the run door, keys
clattering against a bowl harder than necessary. Your jaw was tight,
shoulders nodded, the kind of anger that sits low on
your gut and radiates outward. Three good people people you
laughed with, bitched with, trusted gone today, no warning, no
real explanation, just security escorts and cardboard boxes. Your friend,
your partners, all gone now. The unfairness of it burned
deeply inside me as I watched you. I didn't look
up right away. I was cross leg in the office
chair in the living room, eyes locked on my laptop screen,
fingers flying across the keys and near buns in. I
was deep in my own world, getting ready to record,
reading all these filthy, sexy stories from a total stranger's.
For half a second you almost felt guilty about what
you were about to do. But 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 or 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 gotta
slip behind the velvet rope with me, or keep missing out.
Go on over to patreon dot com ports last year
Nikki for more details. To link is in the show notes.
And that's it for tonight's episode of Nikki after Dark.
I want to thank you for spending the night for me.
If these stories got you hot and bothered, send your
own confession to Nikki and Ikky at dearniki dot com,
anonymously through our website at dearniki dot com under the
Confessions tab, or you can drop them directly to me
over on our Discord channel. It might end up on
our live show, which is Monday through Friday eight pms
or sorry, Monday through Saturday apm Central Standard Time. And
I read every single one of them, and remember, as always,
stay curious, stay naughty, and I'll see you next time
in the dark. This is Snicky saying goodnight.