Speaker 1: Welcome back to the Dannygy Podcast, where we read your steamiest, wildest,
most honest confessions with zero judgment, just lancey heat and
little wisdom. I'm Nikki, and today we're diving into forbidden thrills,
risky public moments, and explosive office tension that turns anger
into something much hotter. Here are quick teasers of what's
to come up in this episode. A twenty four year
old woman secretly rubbing her clit and stuffing her titty
beads into her panties while watching her friend's straight artistic
mom work in the studio. A sports reporter and former
beauty queen who ends up naked in a men's football
team shower, grabbing cocks while a dozen hands explore her body.
And an office blow up that ends with a frustrated
employee bent over the table, letting her hated supervisor fill
her with coum in a burst of anger energy. Stick
around because these stories are scorching. Are you ready to
spice things up? Here's a sneak pink of the steamy
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in my ass came first, hip snapping flooding me with
the heat that leaked out around him in thick pulses.
The second followed, grinding deep and spilling so hard I
felt every jet against my SERVITX. The man in my
mouth pulled out just to come across my face in long,
hot stripes that mixed with tears and spit and honey.
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jump in, here's today's question. I'm a thirty two year
old married woman whose husband constantly travels for work. I've
started having intense sexual fantasies about my much married male boss.
The tension in our daily meetings is getting unbearable, lingery,
eye contact, accidental touches, the comments that feel loaded. I'm
worried about about to cross the line. How do I
handle this growing attraction without blowing up my marriage or
my career? Listeners, what would you do if you were
developing strong feelings for a married calling er boss, and
while your own partner is often a way, how would
you get or suggest they handle this? Have you ever
been tempted to act on workplace attraction and how did
you manage the risk? Me? I don't fuck right, but
I don't have the problem because I don't work with
anybody else. Well, there is Darcy. Darcy Darcy, Darcy, Mmm,
it's time for your riddle. Remember it sounds filthy but
is completely clean. I once let over one thousand different
people inside me until I was ripped open by something
long and hard. When am I? And again, as always,
the answer is at the end of our 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, Sarah and I now routinely mean
up to camp or hunt whenever there's an open season.
The third time we got together for camping, we picked
a spot in the mountains with natural hot springs. While
many of the strings are popular crowded, there are several
lesser known ones that are much harder to reach. I
chose one that's really remote and rarely visited. There have
been multiple times and almost never seen anyone. The first
day involved nearly a full day of hiking to reach
the spring. We set up camp about one hundred feet away,
then immediately went for soak. We'd only been in the
water for about five minutes before we were all over
each other After quickly taking care of the first round,
we cracked open a few beers and made dinner. The
weather was so perfect, so we left the rain fly
off the tent and had two under the stars. It
started the amazing foreplay. I went down on her, eating
her pussy until she had a couple strong orgasms. Then
she turned the favor with a slow, intense central blow
job that had me throw stopping right before I exploded.
I turned her around, pulled her on top of me,
and as soon as her wet pussy slid down on
my cock, I leaned her back so we were both
lying down, staring up the stars. We're ground together like
that for what felt like forever. While I rubbed her
clit and played with her perky breasts, we were finally
came together. The intensity left us drifting off asleep into
each other's arms. The next morning, after breakfast, we soaked
in the hot spring again, letting the warm water wash
away the evidence of the night before. That evening, we
hiked a short distance up a hillside with some drinks
to watch the sunset well kind of. During that beautiful
pink glow, I pushed Sarah against the tree, anked her
shorts down and buried my face between her legs while
I fingered her deeply and linked her clit with everything
I had. The sun dip below the horizon. She let
out a loud scream as she came hard, and for
the first time ever, she squirted. We were both shocked.
She's always been incredibly wet, but neither of us had
seen her squirt before. I got so turned on, I
immediately stood up, lifted one of her legs, and started
pounding her pussy hard and deep. I reached round, grabbed
her tight ass, and began teasing her little brown eye
with my fingers. She came again right as I buried
myself as deep as I could and filled her with
my hot load. By then, it was almost completely dark,
so we gathered our clothes and headed back down to
the spring. As we approached, I spotted another couple setting
up a tent just a little lower in the canyon,
no more than two hundred yards away. We jumped in
for a quick SOIAK got dressed and turned to camp.
Over dinner, we couldn't stop laughing, knowing there was no
way they hadn't heard every moan and scream. Later that night,
we were fucking again. Inside the tent, Sarah bent over
doggy style, railing her hard. When we heard moans drifting
from the direction of the hot spring. I kept pounding
her long and deep until I built up another load,
then purposely pulled out and came across her back. I
figured she'd want to rinse off. Thinking the other couple
was back in their camp, we walked naked to the
spring and slipped into the water. We were making out passionately.
She straddled me almost instantly. Barely two minutes later, we
heard giggling and saw the shadows of the other couple approaching.
Both completely naked, They asked if they could join us.
They were in the early mid thirties. She was incredibly sexy, slim,
nice curves and dark, beautiful rack. He was fit too.
They immediately told us how hot the sunset had been
and how much they enjoyed the view from the hill.
That's when it hit me. They watched almost the entire show.
We all laughed. I teased that it was the only
thing they'd enjoyed since I heard their moans earlier. Jill
blushed and said, how embarrassing. Sarah replied with a grin.
At least it was dark, we couldn't see anything. The
laughter continued as we soaked and chatted. We learned their
experienced swingers who've played with the couples before. They'd come
out specifically to fuck freely in the woods for the
next three days. Since we were leaving the next morning,
I told them they'd likely have the whole place to themselves.
Jill moved to sit on top of Jim, her breasts
slowly glowing beautifully in the moonlight. After a few minutes,
I was certain he was inside her, and the thought
made me rock hard. I reached under the water and
started rubbing Sarah, trying to stay discreet. She felt my
hardness and moved over and sank down onto my cock.
I couldn't stop staring at Jill's tits as she began
riding Jim more. Obviously, Sarah noticed and started grinding harder
on me too. When our eyes met Jill's across the water,
we locked gazes. Sarah caught me staring and asked if
I was enjoying the view. I told her honestly that
I was loving every second. She smiled and said good,
then started bouncing on me in rhythm with Jill as
Sarah got close. I kept my eyes on Jill while
rubbing Sarah's clit, cressing her breast. She came hard, moaning
and trembling. I'm sure she squirted again under the water.
Once she recovered, she kept riding me. Jill and I
never broke eye contact. When I was right on the edge,
I warned Sarah I was about to come instead. Jill moaned, yes,
she had a load inside me. On command, I exploded
deep and Sarah. Seconds later. Jill cried out and Jim
grunted as he filled her too. We all climbed out
shortly after and headed back to our tents. I thought
I was completely spent, but back in our tent, Sarah
started whispering and Saley turned on. She was especially by
Jill telling me to come at her. Hearing that got
me hard again. Instantly, I climbed on top of her,
thrust deep while she talked dirty, telling me how hot
it would be if she and Jill had switched places.
When we both came fast and hard. Before fasting out
in the morning, we packed up and stopped bye say
goodbye to Jill and Jim. On our way down the canyon.
Jim hand me a note with her swinger email said
they'd love to camp with us sometime. We haven't met
up yet, but Sarah and I both get excited about
the possibility. We've traded a few emails reliving how hot
the night was. Hopefully we can plan something together very soon.
Signed You're Hot Springs voyeur. This escalated fast from romantic
camping trip to full on steamy group encounter under the
stars and in the hot spring that we have to
add the voyeuristic element with the other couple watching during
the sunset scene followed by a shared soak turning into
mutual fucking was incredibly hot. The eye contact, the dirty
talk across the water. I liked this very interesting intro
to voyeurism and expicitionism. Of course, I have to ask
our couple, though, what was the biggest turn on for
you during the Hot Springs moment? The eye contact with
Jill hearing her tell you to come, or Sarah getting
off on the whole thing and listeners. Have you ever
had an unexpected encounter like this while camping or in
a semi public spot. Would you have joined the other
couple or just kept it voyeuristic? I like how this
actually was voyeuristic to begin with. It left the door
open to possibly like their exchanged emails and confirmation and stuff.
I think if they would have stayed longer, it absolutely
probably would have eventually turned into a couple swap. But
I think it in me the story in it perfectly,
or the confession perfectly where there's maybe a next time,
or at least opening them up to experiencing other couples,
or just keeping it just like this, and any one
of those is perfectly good. Dear Nikki, I'm a twenty
four year old woman, and I desperately want to sleep
with my friend's mom. She's forty five, slim, tall, with
beautiful blonde hair and striking blue eyes. She's completely straight,
or at least she thinks she is. She's an artist
with the most incredible mind. Her body is soft and
feminine in all the right ways. Sometimes, when I'm in
her studio watching her work, she sits in this one
particular chair and a wooden bar runs right between her
ass cheeks. While she's lost in her painting, completely oblivious,
I casually stroke that bar with my fingers, getting so
close to touching her. That drives me wild. I fansize
about grabbing a handful of her soft cheeks and wrapping
her long legs around my face so I can devour her.
I take secret pictures of her while she's working, close
ups of her feet, her ass pressed against that chair,
and shots of my own hand hovering just inches from
her body. Later, I rub my clit to those photos,
getting off on how risky it feels. She's a collection
of titty beads, and every now and then I'll sneak
a bunch, stuff them into my panties and go sit
near her. While she's focused on her art. I'll grind
my swollen plit against the beads, trying not to moan
out loud. She has no idea I'm secretly masturbating right
there beside her. The thrill of possibility getting caught makes
me even wetter. I want to come while lodging her work,
knowing she's completely unaware. I'm close enough with her that
she doesn't mind undressing in front of me seeing her name.
It leavest me soaked. Every single time. When I stay
over the night, I get to watch her change into
her pajamas, my eyes glued to every inch of her body.
I constantly fantasize about walking up behind her, placing my
hand on the small of her back, bending her over,
and baring my face between her legs until she comes
on my tongue. Sometimes, when she's in her pejas and
bent over, I can see up her shirt, her breast dangling,
her nipples brushing against the fabric. I ache to suck
them into my mouth and feel them hardened against my tongue. God,
she makes my pussy so wet. I'm a twisted girl
who loves the rush of public masturbation in risky situations.
With her, the thirst is intense. I wish I could
have her for real. I'm gonna go rub my clip
and think about her some more. Signed. The Secret Studio
slut Ah a delicious, risky, forbidden fantasy. We all have one,
or we consider forbidden, at least the secret photos, the
hidden masturbation right next to her while she works, the
titty beads in your panties, the constant clothes calls while
she changes or bins over. The power mounds, and the
strait as an arrow element only make the craving inn
honor you creally are addicted to the thrill of almost
getting caught of course, one question for our studio Selut,
what's the closest you've come to getting caught or actually
making a move. Have you ever left any evidence behind,
like the beads or your witness that she might have noticed.
I kind of think she does know. I'm just saying,
and listeners, have you ever lusted after our friend's parent
or someone completely off limits? Would you risk the friendship
and potential family drama? True? Try to turn this fantasy
into reality or the secret through enough to keep you satisfied.
I think for me right now, the secretel would be
enough to keep me satisfied because all the other things
depending on who it is, and I don't I only
have anybody that close that i'd want to lose, So
I guess if there are acquaintance I wouldn't mind, But
you know otherwise no, So maybe just don't have any
friends with your kids. Just saying, Dear Nikki. I'm a
thirty two year old sports reporter and a former beauty queen.
My husband divorced me almost a year ago, blaming the
constant travel for my job and accusing me of cheating
because of all the time I spent around athletes Last
fall during a warm weather game of for a football
team I've covered many times. The athletes, coaches, and staff
all knew me. The team was up by twenty one
points was less than a minute left, so I was
standing close to the head coach for a postgame interview.
Suddenly a couple players dumped an entire cooler of sports
drinks over the coach and all over me too. I
was drenched. My yellow dress turned as sickly green from
the blue liquid. I turned around. The players were laughing
at me. I sarcastically how I was supposed to get
cleaned up before heading back to the hotel. One of
them joked that I used their showers. I shot back
something like not in your wildest dreams. But as my
hair and skin started to dry, the sticky feeling got worse,
and I knew I looked terrible. The more I thought
about it, the more the idea grew on me. Why not.
I'd been in locker room plenty of times as Prass,
and I had already seen some of the athletes naked before.
It wasn't a big deal. I walked into the locker
room as usual, hackling in friendly greetings. That'll change when
I kept walking straight past the lockers and into the showers,
still fully dressed. I just wanted to rinse the sticky
mess off of me and out of my dress. Some
of the players were already showering, and they started hooting
and hollering. A few began chanting, take it off. I
stepped under the shower head and it turned on full blast.
Felt amazing as the drink washed out of my hair,
off my skin. Slowly, my dress started turning back to
its original yellow color. Even though the dress looked better,
I could still feel the sticky residue against my skin
where it had soaked through. I knew I had to
take it off. I reached for the zipper, but it
was stuck. I tugged and struggled with no luck, so
I asked one of the athletes for help. Several guys
quickly volunteered. In no time, the zipper was down and
they lifted the wet dress up and over my head.
I expected that to be the end of it. I
just wanted to wash off, but they didn't stop there.
My brow hit the shower floor next then, instead of
letting me step out of my panties, one guy held
them while the other two lifted me up and slid
them off. Before I knew it, I was completely naked
in the team shower. By then word had spread more
players had crowded in. Without even thinking, I reached out
and grabbed two of the closest cocks that was all
at tech. Suddenly a dozen or more hands were all
over my body, touching, groping, and exploring amryange of me.
I don't know how long I stayed there, but it
ended when a coach burst in, yelling at everyone to
get out. No, there wasn't any actual sex, just lot
of intense groping and fondling. Still I got in serious trouble.
I'm now permanently banned from that team's locker room. At work,
I was put on one year's probation and banned from
all locker rooms, even the women's. I've been reassigned to
only covering female athletics for the time being. I can't
believe I actually let it happen, But when I'm alone
in the shower, I find myself replaying the whole wild
scene in my head, signed shower room Daredevil, going from
just rinsing off to standing naked in a crowded men's
team shower, grabbing cocks while dozens of hams rumbed your body.
That's extreme risky and bold, and I love it. I
don't know if I would do it. I'm probably in
My miles are definitely varying on this one. I don't
think I would uh take a chance on losing such
a career and reassignment and the things that you happen
to you. But the memory still clearly turns you on.
So maybe there's a positive side of this. Maybe I
have a question when you roleplay that in the shower,
what part gets you the hottest? The moment your bra
and panties come off, grabbing those cocks, are all those
hands on you at once? Do you ever fantasize about
what might happened if the coach hadn't walked in. I
think we can all put fill in the blank care
into my listeners. Have you ever had a spontaneous, risky
sexual moment in a semi public or professional setting that
could have destroyed your career? Would the thrill have been
worth the fallout? Or do you think you'd stop before
it went that far? Drop your answers in my email
or on Nikki in Ikky at dear Nikki dot com
anonymously through the website at dear Nikki dot com under
the confession's dab or don't forget. Join us over on
our Discord channel Monday through Saturday live shows. You'll meet
other sex Floridas just like you. Oh in listening to
me and can say hello. Don't forget. All our links
are in the show notes. Dear Nikki. I've been dying
to get this off my check for weeks. My new
supervisor had been an absolute dick at work. His attitude
pissed me off more every single day. I finally stormed
into his office for a one on one, ready to
let him have it. Things got hated fast. I blew up,
shouting right in his face. When I turned the storm out,
he suddenly grabbed my big tits from behind with both hands.
I whipped around a yell, but before I could, he
shoved his tongue in my mouth kissed me hard. The
second he croke my tits, my body betrayed me completely.
My pussy tingled instantly, nipples hardened, and that rush of shock, surprise,
and pinned up anger turned into compure heat. I hated him,
but my tits and pussy were already soaking and excited.
I let him kiss me, almost on reflex. I started
tonguing him back while he kept squeezing and mauling my breasts.
I felt his heart cock pressing against my ass through
his jeans. We snogged like animals. He inked my top up,
pulled my brawl down, and got my big tits completely bare.
The moment he started groping, pinching at my hard nibbles,
my pussy gushed. I was dripping still behind me. He
shoved my jeans down my legs, then dropped his own pants.
His bare cocked rubbed hot against my ass cheeks. He
unhooked my brawl, tossed it aside, and left me standing
there and just mine little green thong tits out jeans
around my thighs while he kissed me over my shoulder
and played with me. One hand he kept me penned
against him, while the other slid into my thong. His
fingers found my smooth, bald, soaking pussy and rubbed my
solemn kit. I whimpered at his mouth. A second later,
he pushed a finger deep inside me, then too, stretching
and finger fucking me while his hard cock smeared Peter
Precombe all over my ass. I was moaning, eyes closed,
refusing to break the kiss because I felt too good
to stop. He spun me round, fingers still buried in
my cunt, and pushed me back against the edge of
the table. My top came off all the way. My
jeans were at my knees, thong drenched. I looked down
and saw his throbbing cock, hard leaking the cock of
a man. I couldn't stand, and I was letting him
do whatever he wanted. He pulled my thong down, rubbed
his cock along my slit, and then thrust straight up
inside me. I mowed loud into his mouth as he
filled me. He fucked me right there, hard, fast, angry
strokes while he kept making out like we were starving
for each other. His hands never left my big teets.
I was so turned on I knew I could have
stopped even if someone I walked in. I rubbed my
clt furiously while he pounded me, and when he slammed
deep and started coming, flooding my pussy with load after load,
I exploded too. My cut drenched around his pulsing cock
as I shook and came hard than I had in ages.
We finally broke a part, both breathing heavy, staring at
each other's half naked bodies. His cumb was leaking out
of me and dripping into my thong. We dressed in silence,
but I took my time, letting him watch as I
pulled my cum soaked thong, and Jean's back up finally
covered my tits. That night, I got home buck my
partner like a wild animal, telling him every filthy detail
while he added his own load deep inside me, mixing
with my supervisors. Maybe that hate Buck was exactly what
we needed, or maybe it's only going to make things
more dangerous at work. Signed the office titty rebel, that's
a really perfect storm of rage turning into raw, uncontrollable
must especially that I can't stand them, but my body's
betraying me. I've never had the I can't stand them,
but my body's betraying me. But I have had the
bodies betraying me moment, just saying the way it went
from shouting to getting fingered and fucked against a table
with almost no words. I absolutely like that. I've always
said the hottest thing somebody can do is make you
turned on without speaking a single word or suggestively sexual word,
food thought, and for our author, what surprised you the most?
How fast your body responding coming on his cock while
still angry, or how fearial it made you later while
retelling it has the tension at work cooled off? Or
the sexual chem street even thicker now? And everybody that's listening,
have you ever turned real anger or hatred into intense
hate sex? Would you let things escalate that far with
someone you genuinely disliked if the spark suddenly exploded like this?
Spill your own stories below in one of our show
links me no, once I'm done, I'm done, there's nothing
sexual or it's just like, yeah, they exist, but that's me.
What about you? Guys? This was a complete wild sexy episode.
We saw the dangerous thrill of a secret lust and
risky masturbation next to someone Oblivia's, the career jeopardizing heat
of a spontaneous locker room encounter, and how pent up
anger can explode into raw, satisfying sex that leaves everyone
glowing and leaking. The big takeaway our bodies don't always
care about should or shouldn't. Sometimes the forbidden, the angry
or the risky lights of fire that's impossible to ignore.
Just remember consent, consequences and communications still matter when fantasy
meets reality. And today's answer for the red all let
me remind you of it. I once led over a
thousand different people inside me until I ripped open by
something long and hard. When am I it's a Titanic?
I know, kind of sad? Huh oh well, still the
answer and enclosing. Hello, lover, why don't we try turning
some of that built up tension that we've had, you know,
fuck like we're angry, or maybe sneak into somewhere public
or how about a star skinny to being venture? What
do you think? I really want to know? And thank
you for listening to the Dear Niggy Podcast. If you
have a confession, send it in to Nikki and I
k k Y at dearniggy dot com anonymously on the
website at dear nigky dot com U with confession stab
don't forget. You can also join us on our live
show Monday through Saturday eight p m Central Standard Time,
and anything you send in I read every one of em.
Don't forget to rate, review subscribe and I'll see you
next time. For more unfiltered heat, this is Nikki shining off.