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what you're here. In tonight's episode, a conservative preacher's daughter
sheds her modest clothes for sheer lingerie and spiked heals.
Then escalates from naughty photos to letting strangers see a
lost bowling bet, forces a wife to pay up in
a parking lot blow job that turns into a full
weekend of writing her co worker, and a husband watches
his friend's thick cock stretches shy wife while he sits
quietly in the chair. That, and so so much more.
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So here's your question of the week. Have you ever
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It's time for our dirty riddle. Remember it sounds extremely filthy,
but it's actually really clean. You can go on top
of me or underneath me and I always involve a
bad what am I? And we'll reveal the answer at
the very end of our show, And remember no peaking.
You know what time it is. It's time to see 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, Anita confessed something wild that completely
changed my marriage. My wife Lynne and I got married
just at eighteen. We grew up in a super conservative
small town where her dad was a local preacher. Everyone
saw her as this quiet, reserved girl who always dressed
modestly to hide her incredible body. Five eight hundred and
twenty pounds, sexy thirty four d twenty four thirty five figure,
long red hair, and sparkling green eyes. She was never
allowed to wear makeup or let her hair down. She
looked innocent, but underneath she was anything but. One night
I tried to play a silly joke on her by
pretending to take a picture while she was in the shower.
She chased me out, fuming. I figured i'd let her
calmed down before telling her it was just the flashed
test button. No picture was actually taken, but when she
finally came out of the bedroom, I was speechless. There
stood my shy little wife in a sexy garter belt
and stockings, with a matching sheer bra and panties that
left nothing to the imagination. You could clearly see her
huge areolas covering the ends of her big tits and
her bushy red muff. She m completely see through house
coat hanging open in the front four inch spiked heels
that made her six feet tall, and dark red nail polish,
matching red lipstick, dark eyeshadow and eyeliner, her long red
hair cascading down to her waist. She looked like a
total slut, and it turned me on more than anything
ever had. All she said was, if you want to
take dirty pictures of me, I didn't want to look
like a drowned rat in a shower. I thought I
was dreaming. She started posing in these incredibly erotic ways,
like professional model. We shot several rolls of film, and
when it came time to get them developed, I planned
to send them out of town. I was nervous. She
changed her mind when she realized strangers would see her
stripping and fully naked. But instead, we were both insanely
turned on by the idea of people seeing her like that.
Later I found the outfit was a secret gift from
her cousin, who could almost past us or twin. From
then on, we started taking pictures every week and deliberately
sending them to different places so more people could see
her naked body. I could tell how wet and excited
she caught every time we mailed them off. She also
started dressing sexy around the house, accidentally bending over so
my friends could see down her shirt, usually with no
brow so they got a perfect view of her big tits.
It always seemed innocent, but we both knew what she
was doing. Soon we were going out of town every
weekend so she could expose herself freely around our town.
She still had to dress conservatively, but the moment we left,
she showed off her sexy body every change she got.
We eventually showed her pictures to one of my friends
and she did a live strip tease for him, which
turned quickly into our first threesome. She sucked as cock
while I fucked her. It wasn't long before she fucked
seven or eight of my friends, some of them multiple times,
and one night she even took on three of us.
But our favorite thing was still the public exposure. We'd
go to stores where she'd let her dress accidentally fall open,
and order room service in pizza so she could answer
the door and see through lingerie. Then came the night
that changed everything. We ordered pizza, but the livery guy
showed up way earlier than expected. I went out on
the balcony to hide. Like usual, Lynne had laid out
her sexy outfit but hadn't put it on yet. I
expected her to grab a towel or something. Instead, she
slipped on her heels and stayed completely naked. She opened
the door with her body hidden behind it and told
him to set the pizza on the table. As he
walked in, she closed the door. When he turned around.
There she was an eighteen year old hottie, totally naked
except for her heels. She took her sweet time walking
across the room to get the money from her purse,
which she purposely left under a chair on the other side,
bent over, her big tits hanging and her sexy ass
up in the air. This forty something guy looked like
his eyes were going to pop out. When she turned
to face him, she said she hadn't had time to
get dressed because he arrived so fast, and pointed towards
the guarter belt, sheer panties, and see her housecoat on
the bed. He admitted he liked her way better this
way than Lynde. Told him she had the money for pizza,
but no tip. Before he could say anything, she reached
down on Nita's belt and pants, dropped her knees and
started licking his cock. She sucked his balls, then took
him all the way down her throat. She stripped him completely,
pushed him on to the bed, let him suck her
tits and tit fucked him. Then she got him so
worked up she started to call on him donny and
letting him fantasize it she was his own eighteen year
old daughter. He fucked her doggie style while talking dirty
about getting older and her tits getting bigger. Lyn even
lied and told him her own dad used to sneak
feels of her tits because she liked it. When he
was ready to come, he pulled out and shot all
over her face in big tits. She loved being covered
in come. She even told him another lie that she
had a girl like to cum off her tits before
he left. Grinning ear to ear, Lynde walked him to
the door, still completely naked, calm dripping down our tits
and smiled at the two guys about her age who
walked by in the hallway. As she said good bye
to the first stranger she ever fucked, signed a very
lucky and very turned on husband, Hello, lucky husband, how
are you? This definitely escalated I had a really good
friend that was a preacher's daughter, and I don't know
if she was this wild, but she was pretty wild
for you know. But I remember her getting married and
we us, both of us. I had never been to
a sex shop, but she had been to a sex shop,
and I thought, man, I am definitely vanilla. I've not
been to a sex shop, but she has. We walked in,
we looked at all the toys and the movies. So
I don't know if she would have done this far maybe,
but she definitely wasn't as conservatives everybody thought. I will
say that, but you always hear that about preacher's daughters,
preacher's daughters sons. Am I onto something here? I like
how she went from shy and reserve to confidently seducing
a complete stranger while calling him daddy is insanely hot.
The risk, the teasing, the comeplay. She clearly discovered being
a very naughty sight of herself, and I'm very happy
for it. What was the biggest turn on point for
you for Lynn? First the photos, the flashing your friends,
or that raw pizza delivery moment. I have never had
nudes taken. I mean I've had boudoir done a couple times,
but not nudes. But it makes me think of like,
like you said early on, when you had to mail
or walk in your pictures, how many dirty photos do
you think those people developing film saw if you were
of age and developed film. I'd really like to know this, Okay,
So don't forget to email me at Nikki and Ikky
at dear niki dot com, anonymously through our website at
dear niki dot com under the confession stab, or just
come over to Discord and tell me your story there.
I do have a question about this from my audience.
Would you have been able to stay quiet on the
balcony watching your wife fuck a stranger like that? Or
would you have joined in right away? Have you ever
had a similar accidental delivery encounter? Turn filthy, Dear Nikki,
I need to confess something that still makes my heart
race every time I think about it. Last weekend I
went over to Carl and Mary's house. Carl sat in
his usual chair in the living room while Mary and
I lay on the floor right in front of him.
He had a perfect view as I slid my thick,
long cock in and out of his wife. I loved
putting on a show for him, and I knew Mary
was loving it too. We positioned ourselves so Karl could
see everything. Mary's legs up high and spread wide, my
heavy balls swinging, and even my tight anus as I
thrust deep into her. Karl especially loves watching the exact
moment I come. He listens from my deep grunt, watches
my anus and pruninium twitch, and sees that first powerful
spurt of seamen flooding his wife's pussy. Mary always cries
out louder and comes harder when she knows her husband
is watching me breed her. That night was especially intense.
When I finally couldn't hold back, I grunted loud, buried
myself deep as I could, pumping rope after rope of
hot come straight into Mary's married pussy. She cried out,
wrapped her arms round me tight, and shuddered beneath me.
As I filled her from the chair, I heard Carl's
sharp intake of breath, followed by a quiet, broken, little
sob After I finished, I stayed inside her for a
few minutes, kissing her softly and thanking her for letting
me fuck her so good. When my spent cock finally
slipped out of her creamy pussy. I stood up, turned
to face Karl. My dick was still slick and shiny
with the mixture of Mary's juices and my own com
I looked at him right in the eyes and thanked
him twice for letting me fuck his life, for sitting
there watching the whole thing like a good boy. Then
I got dressed, said my goodbyes, and drove away. The
whole ride home, I could not stop wondering what Karl
and Mary were doing right after I left, whether he
was on his knees cleaning her up, or if she
was teasing of them about how much deeper and thicker
I felt compared to him. Signed a very satisfied bull, Hello,
very satisfied bulb. I was waiting for the by element
to trickle in, especially when the cock was so yummy
in front of his face, Just just saying questions for
my author, What do you think Karl was feeling in
that exact moment when he heard you grunt and watched
you come inside his life? Was the sob from humiliation, arousal,
or jealousy or possibly all three at once? And for
my audience, have you ever watched your partner get fucked
by someone else and made that involuntary sound of surrender,
or if you're the one doing the fucking, to enjoy
making the husband. Watch every twitch inspirt. You can always
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Central Standard Time, and it's always ad free. Dear Nikky,
I need to confess the one night that completely transformed
our marriage, even though my wife still refuses to talk
about it to this day. Karen has always been painfully
shy and conservative. She won't even say the word sex
out loud. She's cute, five four, one hundred and twenty
five pounds, small, thirty b tits capped by these large, conical,
super puffy nipples that drive me crazy. For ten years
of our sex life was boring, just one predictable date
night a week. That all changed twelve years ago. On
one very horny evening, our old high school friend Mike,
now successful music producer, had just gotten divorced and was
staying overnight at our house. Out of nowhere, my normally
reserved wife started acting flirty with him. She actually confessed
she used to have fantasies about him back in high school.
When Mike admitted he'd always had a secret crush on
her too, Karen laughed and said, oh, now you tell me.
I barely recognized her. She excused herself to put something
comfy on. Ten minutes later, she came back wearing her
old Mickey Mouse night shirt and lots of perfume. It
was instantly obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. Her fat,
puffy nipples were clearly visible and hard, jingling under the
thin pabric every time she moved. Mike couldn't stop stealing glances.
At one point, she caught him staring straight at her tits.
He apologized, saying he hadn't had sex and months and
was turning into the creepy purve. Karen just slapped it off,
but then deliberately brushed her wrecked nipples across his back
while reaching for the lighter. I was shocked at how
much that turned me on, and Mike's growing bulge and
his shorts show me he felt the same. Things were
heating up fast. When Mike suddenly excused himself for the
night after he left the room. Karen gave me this
seductive smile. Slowly leaned back on the couch and spread
her knees. She wasn't wearing any panties. Her swollen, fuzzy
cunt was on full display and already dripping wet. I
came round the bar, pinched one of her hard nipples
and slid my fingers into her soak pussy. One, then two,
then three. She was fucking my hand hard. Then she
put her lips to my ear and whispered hoarsely, somebody
better fuck me now in my stoned, horny days, I
whispered back, I know where there's a big dick that
desperately needs some attention. She asked if I was sure.
I told her the thought of her fucking Mike actually
made me really horny, and then he had the biggest
cock in high school. Without another word, she stood up
and disappeared into the guest bedroom. I killed the lights,
sat at the bar and strained to listen. My heart
was pounding. After some soft talking, it got quiet. Then
I heard her say, slow, go slow, ouch, hold on,
I'll be right back. She walked past me, completely naked,
grabbed our tube of k y from the bedroom, kissed
me on the forehead and whispered, you weren't kidding, before
slipping back in with Mike. Soon I heard her soft
moaning turn into deep, grunting sounds i'd never heard from
my shy wife make. Before the bed started squeaking. I
couldn't resist anymore. I quietly cracked the door open just
enough to peek. There was Karen, with her face buried
in a pillow, her ass high in the air. Mike
was gripping her hips, driving his thick, long cock into her.
I could see her pussy lips stretching and grip every
inch as he slid in and out. The room smelled
like pure sex, and there was a loud, wet, squelching
sound with every thrust. I closed the door, gripping my
own throbbing cock so I wouldn't come on the spot.
A few minutes later, I hear Karen bagging loudly, fut me,
fuck me, oh my god, fuck me hard? Then softer,
come on, baby, coming me, please, coming me. Finally she
screamed yes, yes, oh God, yes, as Mike grown long
and loud, pumping whatever had to be a load after
load deep inside her. He later told her he hadn't
come in over two months and that was the longest,
hardest orgasm he had in his life. Karen eventually slipped out,
wearing just her night shirt. The unmistakable smell of fresh
comb followed her. She sat on the floor, looking upset
and apologized, saying she loved me and that it was wrong.
I told her I wasn't mad at all. In fact,
I was hornier than it ever been. When she turned around,
I could see Mike's thick come oozing out of her
swollen pussy and pulling on her night shirt. I asked
if she had room for more. She wiped her tears, smiled,
and said I'll make room. I took one unforgettable photo
of my conservative wife with another man's calm tripping from herkhunt,
then slid into her comfiled pussy. It felt like hot,
slippery pudding and made an obscene slurping sounds as more
of Mike's loads squirted out around my cock. I only
lasted a minute or two before adding my own load.
We walked again and again that night. Around two thirty
in the morning, I suggested she'd check on Mike to
see if he needed anything. She did and came back
later to ride me while still full of him. By
lunchtime the next day, I'd lost count of how many
times we all fucked. Karen was sore for days afterward.
We never did anything like that again. She still feels
deep shame and regret, and we've never discussed that night,
but her sex drive has skyrocketed now we fuck. She's loud, vocal,
grunting and begging me to fuck her and fill her,
something I find incredibly hot. I'm still personally glad it happened.
Signed a husband who still gets hired thinking about that night. Hello, husband,
I think this is great. I think anytime, possibly when
you do something out of the norm, or something is
a little uncomfortable, it can wake up your sex even
you know that has gone dull and stray and the norm.
Every week, or maybe every four months, every six months,
maybe I hope, not ope, that you're here and discovering
how to make it more lively. I have a question, though,
what's the most intense moment from you hearing her bag
Mike to come, watching a thick cock stretch her, or
sliding into her freshly cream bite pussy right after And
do you think she would if Mike came back to town,
she'd recreate that night. Maybe I think she would. There's
something about the magic getting Maybe it's the dick could be.
And for my audience, if your shy conservative partner suddenly
revealed a hidden slutty side with an old friend, would
you encourage it like this husband did or the jealousy takeover?
Have you ever watched or listened to your wife with
someone else? You can always send them to me. Also
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and it's always ad free. Dear Nikki, I need to
confess how a stupid bowling bat turned my shy conservative
life into a woman I barely recognize, and how much
it still turns me on years later. I've bowldened leagues forever.
When one of my teammates drop out, I asked Jim,
a guy my wife worked with, to fill in. We're
a competitive group and always bet a few bucks on
the games, but Jim kept pushing for higher stakes. I
couldn't really afford it, so I came up with what
I thought was a clever plan. I told my wife
I'd bet Jim a hundred on a high score that night.
She got furious because we couldn't afford to lose. That's
when I dropped the real bet. Jim was putting up
the hundred and I was putting up a blow job
from her if I lost. She couldn't believe that I'd
done it. I reassured her not to worry. I wasn't
going to lose. Well, famous last words and all. I
lost badly. I think the stakes got Jim so pumped
up that he bowled out of his mind. I had
to call my wife at home to tell her to
come down to the bowling alley. She hoped it was
to collect the hundred, but I told her to dress
nice for Jim. When she arrived in a white skirt,
blue polo shirt, she immediately demanded to know what was
going on. I admitted I'd lost, and that she had
to do was take Jim out to the parking lot
and give him a blowjob in his car. They were
work friends, so this was completely at a left field.
Jim said he'd be too nervous if I was around,
so they left alone. They were gone for over an hour.
When my wife finally came back, this is what she
told me had happened. They drove to the mall and
parked at a quiet spot mostly filled with employee cars.
Jim suggested they moved to the back seat. They were
both nervous and laughing, not sure how to start. My
wife knew Jim had for tits, so she let him
touch her breast over her shirt to get him excited.
She reached down to rub his cocks through his pants,
but couldn't feel much, so she let him go further.
He slid his hand under her shirt, popped open her
front closing bra, and started playing with her bare tits,
even though that wasn't part of the original bed. She
let him take her shirt off and suck on her nipples. Eventually,
she told him they needed to get on with it
and had him pull his pants down. That's when she
was shocked. Jim's cock was surprisingly small. She didn't want
to embarrass him, so she just went down and licked
and sucked like it was no big deal. She sucked
and sucked and sucked, but he couldn't come. He asked
if he could play with her pussy a little to
help him and get there. She figured why not and
letting him finger her. He got off of her with
his fingers, and then she went back to sucking him.
When they finally returned, she had comestains all over the
front of her shirt, but she claimed she never got
to actually come. I told her I didn't believe that part.
The next day at work, she told Jim to come
over our house Friday after work because she had a
treat for him. Our kids were at their grandparents for
the weekend. When Jim arrived, my wife offered him a
drink and told him she wanted to finish what they
started in the car. She started rubbing his groin and
told him to take his pants off. He felt awkward,
but she reassured him and completely undressed him while stroking
his cock. Then she told him to undress her. She
immediately dropped to her knees and sucked him with everything
She had. Still no come. He laid her on the
floor ate her pussy until she was dripping. Then she
grabbed him by the ears, pulled him on top of her,
and guided him inside. He fucked her hard for about
ten minutes, then she flipped him onto his back, climbed
on top and rode him. She said she had trouble
keeping a small cock inside her, but it must have
been hitting her clit just right because she was screaming, crying,
and soaking him with her pussy juices. She swears he
didn't come inside her, but I still have my doubts.
When she was finished, she cleaned his clock with her
tongue and sucked him for another ten minutes before announcing
she was done. Jim got dressed, thanked her, and left.
My naked wife turned to me and said, there, now,
I did what you thought I did the other night.
Are you happy? I was more than happy. I dropped
my pants, pulled her down on to my throbbing cock,
and fucked her harder than I ever had in my life.
While I was buried deep inside her, I whispered in
her ear, what do you think signed a husband whose
bowling bat backfired? Hullo, mister bowling? How are we? Oh?
I have never had a small cock. I'm picturing when
they said tiny cock, I'm picturing under three three and
under right. So, and I'm sure since he was nervous,
you know about his size and being with someone new,
it tends to wrap in your head. So I think
that's what all probably contributed if they continue this, do
I think eventually? Maybe? I don't know. And to our author,
what surprised you the most? Does she let him sucker
tits in the car that she initiated round two home?
Or how loud and wet she got while riding him?
Probably how loud and wet she got while riding him,
that's my guess and for my audience, would you ever
make or accept a sexual bet like this with your partner?
If your wife came home with comstains on her shirt
after paying off a bet, would you be angry, jealous
or instantly turned on and ready to reclaim her? Like this? Husband?
Did you know the drill? The links are in the shoes?
Dear Nikki, I need to confess how my wife knows
exactly how to dry me crazy and leave my balls
aching until she decides to take care of me. My
wife loves wearing her full leather outfit when we go out.
She puts on a sleek leather jacket, tall heeled boots,
a low cut shirt that shows off plenty of cleavage,
and those skin tight leather leggings that hug every curve
of her thick pog ass. She knows exactly what it
does to me. The whole time we're out. My dick
stays hard just watching her move in that outfit. Two
days ago, she wore it again. By the end of
the evening, my balls were throbbing. I was desperate to
bust a huge load. All night, she des me mercilessly
rubbing that big, round, leather covered ass all over my
hard cock through my jeans. Every grind and wiggle made
me leak an ache even more. After hours of this
delicious torture, she finally whispered that she was going to
wrap her pretty lipstick lips around my throbbing dick and
give me the best blow job ever. She dropped her knees,
looked up at me with that naughty smile, and started
licking and kissing every inch of my hardcock. Her tongue
felt incredible. She took me into her warm, wet mouth
and started sucking. It didn't take long, I for I
was right on the edge. I pushed deeper into her
throat as I exploded, shooting a massive load straight down
her throat. She took every drop like a good girl
while I groaned and shuddered through one of the most
in tents orgasms I've ever had in a while. Signed
a serious leather pog fetish. Hello there, I don't think
I've ever heard of the the pog ass. I'm gonna
have to look that up, just you know, letting you know. So.
I have a question for you, guys. Do you have
a favorite outfit your partner wears that it insanely makes
you throb? Have you ever been teased for hours in
public or sindi public until you're aching relief, only to
find them to take care of you on your knees
like this. I'll have to really think about that. I
don't know if I have enough. I do, actually I do.
And it's his docs pants or slacks as we would
say here chords over there. Maybe I don't know, but
they're dark slacks and he really looks good and crisp, white,
like insanely good. Yeah, it sets off his eyes. That
gets me hot and bothered just saying. These stories show
us how one spark, a joke, photo, a lost bet,
or a horny suggestion can unlock hidden slutty side and
most conservative partners and thread communication even if it's whispered
and hesitant consent that involves in the moment, and the
massive turn on that comes from pushing boundaries together. Whether
it's exhibitionism, reclaiming after someone else, or turning jealousy into fuel.
These couples discovered that the little risk can skyrocket desire
even if shame lingers after for some and the key
takeaway fantasies that once seem impossible can become unforgettable memories
when both people lean into the heat. And now it's
time for your redtle. Let me repeat it for you. You
can go on top of me, underneath me, and I
always involve a bed. What am I? It's a bunk bed.
I know, kind of cheesy, but I liked it. And
in closing, Hello lover, why don't we try something from
the show tonight? What do you think? Maybe losing a
bet and I have to suck somebody off, or maybe
I could just lose a bet to you. I have
to suck you off. Maybe a skinny dip in a
pool soon money think. I really want to know if
you've found these stories hot or have some ones hotter
of your own, you can always send them to me.
Also on the Discord channel, direct DM and meet other
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live shows Monday through Saturday eight pm Central Standard Time
and it's always ad free. And until next time, stay naughty,
stay frisky, and always push your limits. This has been nicky.
Thanks for listening, and don't forget to send me your
confessions