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and tonight we're diving deep into forbidden cravings, vivid dreams,
and zero fucks given about hookups. Here's what you'll hear
in tonight's episode. What happens when a shy eighteen year
old senior walks in on his gorgeous twenty two year
old Spanish teacher and ten years later she's the maid
of honor at the patrolatt party ends with her riding
him in front of her drunk friends. And imagine catching
your hot step mom mid vibration session for calling a
dick and turning it into your personal asslet. And a slow,
dominant shower scene where one man claims every single hull
of his fiery redhead pussy as anthroat while she begs
him like a good little comslat. Stay tuned because to
Night is going to be dropping, and before we get
things started, here's to Night's question from a listener. If
you could have one perfect no consequences night with any
former authority figure from your past teacher, coach, boss, mentor,
who would it be An what's the one thing you'd
want them to do or have them do to you?
And to follow that? What's stopping you from making the
version of that fancy happen in real life right now?
And would the power dynamics still turn you on if
there were no longer in any position of authority? Gonda
have to say, Unfortunately I can on mine passed away,
but if I could go back, I definitely would give
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the woods and got it, but when I got it,
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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've been listening to your podcast
for a while and decided it's finally time to share
my story. In general, my sex life is fairly tame,
but this story is how things really came alive. It's
a lengthy story, but it's important I lay the groundwork
before getting to the good stuff. It was my senior
year of high school in the suburban of Minneapolis. I
had most credits that I needed to graduate already, so
I decided to take some easy classes just to coast
through my senior year. One of those classes was introductory
to Spanish. I was placed in that class for the
second semester, so I was already eighteen at the time.
Given it was introductory, I quickly realized the class was
filled with fresh shman. I was the only senior in
the class. Then in walk the teacher let's call her
Miss s. She was gorgeous blonde with nice, perky breast
and long, beautiful legs. I instantly started getting turned on.
Miss s was a recent college graduate twenty two years old.
This was her first teaching job. She had this vibrant
zest for life that I always found sexy. I was
also starting to develop a foot fetish at the time,
and she constantly kicking off her shoes and teaching in
bare feet. It started to drive me a little crazy.
There was even a time where she propped her barefoot
up on my desk to teach the class the Spanish
words parts of the foot soul told heel, nails, et cetera.
She would constantly slip into my maspatory fantasies. I'd go
home for the day and recall her sex appeal, her
gorgeous legs, and beat her beautiful smile. She was everything
to this eighteen year old virgin who hadn't so much
as kissed a girl at that point. I developed deep
fantasies in my head for staying after school and having
her teach me Spanish words for other parts. As the
semester drew on, I would pick up on subtle flirting
from her. I guess I didn't know it was flirting,
but something was different. Even classmates would comment about how
it was her favorite and how she was constantly flirting
with me. But I kind of just shut things down
and left everything to my fantasies. On the last day
of school, I said my goodbye to her and thanked
her for the semester. She asked me if I could
stop back at her class at the very end of
the day so she could say a proper goodbye. Of course,
the rest of the day, every fantasy rolled through my head.
I would actually make this a reality. I returned to
her class at the end of the day after saying
good bye to some other classmates. She was alone in
the room, sitting there barefoot, waiting for me. I walked
in and she asked me to close the door. Holly said,
this is happening. She told me it's noisy out there.
She just wanted to take a second to thank me
for being a great student and making her first year
as a teacher a bit easier. She said that I
became a true friend to her and always put her
at ease. She gave me a graduation card, then said,
dem on a barzo, which means give me a hug.
In Spanish. She pulled me in for the tightest hug
of my life, instant erection. She felt me poke her
through my pants, jumped back for a second and said,
oh my, then giggled and apologized, and she said, oh,
it's okay, caliente, and giggled a bit again. She pulled
me back for even tighter hug. My hard cock was
now pressing firmly into her thigh. She gave me a
kiss on the cheek, and things again and good luck,
and I went on my way. In the coming months
and years, I constantly fantasized about her, thinking about how
badly I wished I had taken her then and there,
right in the middle of the classroom. If that wasn't
where the story ended, it would have been a nice
little story that I'd kept to myself. But the story
didn't in there. No, it didn't in there at all.
Fast forward ten years and I moved from the suburbs
to downtown Minneapolis. I had started bartending in a popular
bar downtown. We often got bachelorette parties through our bar.
They'd stop in for a few overpius drinks, scream whoo
a lot, and move on to the next bar. I'd
usually flirt at these parties a bit to help get
better tips, but it always ended with that on till
one Friday night. The night started out normal and we
had a bachelor atte party roll in. I didn't pay
atten to them too much attention at first because I
was swamped with other customers. One of the girls from
the party approached me and ordered twelve shots of patrone.
I looked at her and saw a familiar face staring
back at me. It was Miss S. She was the
maid of honor for the wedding. We kind of stared
at each other silently for probably a second, but it
felt like an hour till finally she said, I know
you from somewhere. I stammered over my words and said, yeah,
we know each other Spanish class. She said, oh, did
we go to college together? And I said no, suddenly
nervous as fuck high school. By this time, a few
more girls from the party were behind her. Miss S
said high school Spanish? Oh my god, dianga. One of
the girls behind her then said that's thee go. So
that point I knew that I at least mentioned along
the way, which was actually kind of turning me on
a bit. I got all three shots poured and made
my way over to the table. The whole group was
looking at me, giggling a bit, and miss AS's face
was bright red. One of the girls asked me to
sit with them for a minute. I was fairly busy,
but we just had a few more bartenders start, so
I decided to take a minute to join them. I
tried talking to her a bit, but there was so
much commotion it was hard to get any words in.
But she did tell me to call her Samantha, and
then I told her to call me Justin. Diego was
my Spanish name. They all got their shots and was
deciding who to toast to. You think it'd be the
future bride or something. Nope, one of the girls said
to Samantha and Justin. They all cheered it back, lifted
their glasses, and took their shots. I returned to the
bar and continued slinging drinks throughout the night. Any time
one of them for the party needed anything, they would
come to me. The party never left our bar, which
is uncommon for bachelorette parties. As things slowed down for
the evening, I was summoned to the table a few
of the girls were absolutely hammered, and a few were
maybe a bit tipsy. Samantha and a few others were
mostly sober. One of the drunk girls yelled, Samantha wants
to see her dick. Samantha was embarrassed, trying to minimize
what was said. Everyone kept prodding and firing questions until
she finally broke and said, I told them about when
we hunt good bye, and then I could feel your deck.
One girl chimed in, she said it felt huge. Another
said he made her wet. One of them also said,
she said, you use to stare at her feet. I
finally broke through the commotion and said, hey, I was
an eighteen year old version of the time, and look
who I had as my teacher. Gorgeous, young, amazing personality,
and yes she had sixty feet. I have a footpattish.
While I kept myself under control of her class, it
was hard to avoid the erections when I had her
as a teacher and not hug where she pulled me
close and help me tight, it was unavoidable. I'm sure
I was a bit embarrassed by it, but it sounds
like it caused a funny story for you all. So
I don't mind that it happened. At this point, there
was a lot of noise with everyone trying to ask
questions and talk over each other, so it was a
bit of a blur. I told them I got to
get back to close the bar, but that they can
stick around while we close up if they'd like. When
I went back to my closing duties filling the bear
well cutting up some limes, Samantha approached me and apologized
for what happened and said it was nice to see
me again. Her friend Charlene then swung by and said,
we're staying at the Ratison down the block. We're going
to keep parting at the suite we read it, you
should stop by, and she gave me the room number
and they all filed out. I wrapped up my duties
and we closed the bar. It was a little after
two and I was faced with the decision do I
just go home do I head to the hotel. One
of my coworkers walking out with me said if you
don't go and fuck that girl now, I will, So
I decided to go for it. I went up to
the ratison, took the elevator to the room and could
hear music and some parting noises coming from the room.
I tried to knock, but I don't think they could
hear me through the noise, so I walked in. Immediately
one of the girls saw me, grabbed my hand and
ran me over to the sofa. Samantha emerged from the
bathroom and she was encouraged by other girls to come
sit with me. So now I'm in a swite with
just myself and twelve beautiful women, one of which was
probably the biggest question in my life. Questions and teasing
were flying from every angle, and I couldn't keep up.
I started getting a lot of questions about my foot fetish,
and a bunch of the girls were asking what I
thought of their feet, wanting ratings things like that, And
before I knew it, Samantha's bare feet were in my lap.
I was told to give her a massage, so I
lifted one foot and started rubbing it while her other
foot sat in my lap. Then the unavoidable happened, and
I started getting interaction again. I could tell she could
feel it under her right foot as she kind of
sheeplessly smiled, started rubbing slowly against my shaft with her
toes through my pants. One of the girls noticed this
and said, Samantha, are you rubbing his clock? Suddenly everyone
was watching and asking me to pull it out. I
was hesitant and trying to change the subject, but they persisted.
I knew I wasn't getting out there without showing my cock.
I pulled my pants down and slid out my dick.
Cheering in comments were coming for her out the room.
One of the girls yelled, Samantha, it's bigger than your foot.
They made me hold it against the soul of her
foot to compare sizes, which quickly led to just about
every girl holding their foot against my deck to trying
to see whose foot is closest to its size. At
this point, I needed it to end or I was
going to come. I start pulling on my hands and
they all started yelling telling me to stop. Before I
knew it, my pants were pulled off completely. My shirt
was gone. I was completely naked in a room of
women who were mostly in their pajas. Charlene was randomly topless,
Jeanine was in her underwear, but the rest had switched
to pj's before I had arrived. At this point, I
lean over and kiss Samantha and the room cheers. I
start making out with her while everyone watches on. She
grabs my dick and starts running her thumb over the head.
While we make out, one of the girls suggests she
gives me a foot job. Quickly, her feet are wrapped
around my cock, stroking rapidly. I reach her shirt and
start feeling her tits. She quickly removes her shirt and
the most beautiful tits were staring back at me. I
had fantasized over these breasts for over a decade, and
they were staring right back at me. It was magical.
Samantha then stands up, grabs my hand, and leads me
to a separate room with a bed. We shut the
door behind us, but some of the girls follow to watch.
At this point, we really don't care. I lift her
onto the bed and remove her her shorts. The woman
of my dreams was sitting naked on the bed in
front of me. I start making out with her, working
my way down, kissing her neck. I make my way
down to her breast and I quickly start sucking on
her nipples, teasing them with my tongue. At this point,
she's starting to finger herself and holy shit, she's wet.
The sound of her wetness kept me even more turned
on than I had before. I continued working my way down,
kissing her stomach and hips. Then I was space to
face with her exquisite pussy. Her labia was absolutely breathtaking,
her clip playfully popped out from the hood. This pussy
is ready. As my face makes it downwards. Suddenly I
feel one of her feet in my chest. She starts
to push back on me with one foot while lifting
the other to my face. I take her foot in
my hands and start sucking on her toes, rubbing my
tongue in between each one. While I was doing that,
she started fingering herself again, this time more rapidly, plunging
two fingers in and out. Then she starts rubbing her
clit with one other hand. The sounds and the smell
of her wetness are filling the room now, and now
I'm licking the soles of her feet while she furiously
masturbates in front of me. Then it happens. She comes
and squirts her fluid all over me, absolutely gushing, the
first time I've ever actually seen that in person. I
then drop her feet and dive straight to her pussy.
Licking up every single drop of her juices. I spend
time with my mouth right over her clit, gently holding
it between my teeth, while my tongue dances across every part.
Just then she screams, I'm coming and sprays me again,
much of its shooting straight into my mouth and down
my throat. She stands up, pushes me on the bed,
and jumps face first into my cock. She takes the
entire thing into her mouth, deep throating every inch. At
this point, I couldn't handle it. I come all over
her in my mouth. It's more than she can handle,
and some dribbles down her face and onto her engorged breast.
Samantha then climbs on top of me and starts riding
my cock, bouncing up and down in a rapid pace,
this being in culmination of a fantasy. I'm not going
to last long. I tell her I'm about to come again,
and she says she is too. She then grinds as
hard down on my dick as she can, squeezing with
her muscles inside her pussy. I have no option but
to come inside her, and the last coume I have
left shoots deep and to her pussy just then she
comes again, dribbling out what she has left to offer
as well. She's rolled over again, and we lay there naked,
laughing and enjoying each other's company. When we realized we
weren't alone, we had forgotten we had bit of an audience,
and about five of the girls were still in the
room watching. Charlene had stripped naked and started masturbating, while
others were just watching, possibly sneakily robbing themselves as well,
but I can't be sure of that. Samantha and I
went to bed and cuddled up together. We slept into
each other's arms and spent the whole day fucking. I
had someone covered my shift. It was the next day
alternating between reminiscing, catching up, and fucking. We even incorporated
some teacher student role play, which was amazing. Not long
after this, she got placed another school out of state,
so we didn't pursue any kind of relationship. It's been
three years since this encounter to this day. If she's
in town or I'm in her area, we'll get together
to catch up again. We're both still single, so who
knows what the future holds, But I do know this,
I've never had more mind blowing sex than the times
I've spent with her. Every time I masturbate, even today,
she creeps into my fantasies. Part of me wants to
pack up everything and move near her to see where
this takes us. But something about the illicit nature of
this relationship, the fact that it's kind of wrong but
oh so right, makes me want to leave it up
to a random hook up here and there that reminds
me she's coming into town this weekend. I need to
start hydrating now. Signed your Secret Senior Crush. Okay, this
is an oldie from Patreon and rank around season two,
So the second year I was doing this, and if
I remember correctly and that they're still li sing, please
write in and corract me. They are together, So those
of you that will go back and listen from the beginning,
it kind of they were student teacher and it kind
of ten years later had a This is where it
kind of molded into and forgive me an heillo A
and Betty, But forgive me. At the beginning of the story,
I totally butcher my Spanish because there's no way I'm
rolling those ours as sex as you do, just saying
I have heavy done this was very slow burned. It's
still hot as hell after all these years. I do
have to say that an all night bachelourette sweet orgy dream.
Not that it was really orgy, but they did have
some watching going on in the foot worship. Hmmm. Questions
for my author, how often do you still hook up
when she's in town? And did you finally get together
if you're the right person, because I know there's another
student teacher one, but I think it's this one. I
could be wrong. In questions from my audience, would you
have gone up to the hotel room have you hooked
up with a former teacher or student? Betty? Send your
own delicious confessions anonymously to Nikki and Ikky at dear
niki dot com or through the website at dar niki
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Central Standard Time for ny Shenanigans with like minded people
just like yourself. Uh oh, we haven't issues with our
child's teacher. You know, teachers. I know everybody says this,
but it's really completely true. I never had, like any
teachers that had just graduated college, and that was like
their first year that I remember, and I definitely didn't.
I had attractive ones like in high school too, And
the funny thing was one of them was married to
the sister of the other, so they were like family too.
But damn they both thought if not hooked up with
one of my teachers. But yeah, Betty likes teachers. You know,
we could dress her up in schoolgirls, you know, skirt, outfit,
whole thing, hair and ponytails. If you're into that thing.
Take her to the Catholic schoolgirl outfit store uniform store.
I'm painting her a pretty picture, I think. Dear Nikki,
here's a dream I had years ago, but it remains
one of the most vivid and memorable dreams I've ever had.
I was walking through a noisy and crowded shopping mall
with my ex girlfriend. She was super hot but equally
snooty as usual, we were bickering and arguing when it
came across the store that was completely empty. In the
far back there was a brick wall, and against it
was the most beautiful, sexy naked desperately trying to reach
a hole out of reach. As other people walk by,
they would see her point and whisper to at each other,
but they just kept walking without helping. When I saw her,
I stopped until my girlfriend we should help her because
she was obviously in distressed and naked in a crowded mall.
Something strange was clearly glowing on and I wanted to
know more. My girlfriend wanted nothing to do with it. Instead,
she accused me of being an insane pervert for wanting
to help a naked woman in the middle of them all.
She said security should deal with it. Security was nowhere
in sight and obviously not handling the situation. The longer
I watched the girl trying to climb the brick wall,
the more I withdrawn to her by I became so
as my girlfriend bitched in my ear, I walked into
the store. As I got closer, the maull noise of
my girlfriend's voice became fainter and fainter. The girl turned
to me as if in slow motion, her breast and
messy long hair gently bouncing to the rest as she
turned her eyes locked on mine, and then the entire
mall disappear. She lunged at me, jumping and wrapping her
legs and arms around me. She hit me with such
force that we toppled backward, and I fell on my
back on to her top. I kissed passionately for a
moment while exploring each other with our hands. Then she
straddled my face with her pussy, grinding it up and down.
She was so wet and sweet. She threw herself backwards,
arching her back while pulling my head tight between her thighs.
Now her back. With my head trapped between her thighs
and my face buried in her wet pussy, she worked
her hips around, pleasuring herself with my face and groaning deeply.
I squeezed her ass and hips the massage my way
up to her breast, still unable to free my face
from her hold. After a while, she released my head
and rustled off my shorts. My cock was harder than
I ever experienced before. Each throb was a mix of
pleasure and pain and how tight it felt. She took
me into her mouth, pushing me right to the brink
of exploding, while I continued baring my tongue and face
into her pussy and asshole. Suddenly, she got up and
slid herself onto me. We both moan in ecstasy as
I quickly exploded deep inside her as uncontrollable tremmors rock
through both of us. As the moment subsided, I opened
my eyes. She turned into leaves and was whisked through
the hole in a brick wall by gusty wind. Naked,
I turned back towards the mall, which was noisy, bustling
again with crowds of people walking by, staring and whispering
about me. My girlfriend stomped off. I was overcome with
desperate yearning to follow the leaves and the girl, but
I couldn't reach the hole in the wall. Signed the
mall dreamer chasing phantom pussy. You know what I think
this is. I think his mind is subconsciously telling him
to leave his bitchy girlfriend, like to search for other pussy.
That's what I think this is. I think part of
him wants to leave it behind and see what else
is out there, you know, at some level, I think
that's what That is My question for my author, have
you ever had another dream of this vivid and sexual?
Do you think it is what I was just saying
that maybe subconsciously, well, I mean your ex she's an
X now, so it really didn't matter. But do you
think this dream was telling you that maybe. And for
my listeners, what's the hottest, most memorable dream you ever had?
Would you ever walked into that store like he did
or kept walking with your partner? Share your wildest dreams below.
All my links are in my show notes. It will
definitely get your plaid skirt. I'm thinking green with blue. Yeah,
that's somethinking maybe blue with green. I want a nice
red one skirt blood skirt. That is we're talking back
to schoolgirl out. That's Betty and I Dear Nikki. I
was hanging out with my best friend's family's house with
her and her family. We were all just watching TVEE, eating, drinking,
and talking. I noticed her brother wasn't around, so I
went to find him. I've known them for many years,
so I walked straight to his room and opened the door.
He was very surprised to see me because he had
forgotten to lock the door and was stroking himself off.
He stopped immediately. I said sorry, closed the door, and
walked away. I waited for a little while, debating if
I should go back in and give him a hand
or a mouth. He's straight, by the way, I decided
why not. I walked back to his room, and surprisingly,
he still hadn't locked the door. I opened the door
and he stopped me again. I closed the door behind
me and locked it. I said, don't worry, I know
what you're doing. Let me help you out with that.
He was like what. I got down on my knees
rubbing his cock through his pants. At first, he was
hesitant and kept saying, no, it's weird. I told him,
trust me, just relax, let me do it for you.
He finally came in and let me stroke and suck him.
He had no problem getting hard once I started. I
even convinced him to cord me sucking him, which I
think turned him on even more. When he said he
was close to coming, I told him, okay, come in
my mouth. He was shocked and said what, I can
come in your mouth? I said yes, of course, but
at my mouth, and the cock sucked on him until
he shot a huge load down my throat. I swallowed
every drop. He was even more surprised and asked, did
you swallow? I said yes, I always swallow. He was
like wow, I guess the poor guy had never been
able to come in his girlfriend's mouth. After that first time,
he wanted my mouth again and again. I sucked him
off several more times, and each time he came in
my mouth and I swallowed his load. One time he
even asked for a birthday blowjob, which I was more
than happy to give him. Signed your best Friend's secret mouth.
I kind of like that, And it's not hard to
really expect him if you're going to give him blow
jobs here and there, ever him to you know, keep
coming back for more, right, I mean, what guy would
turn down a free blowjob? Just saying the classic walked
in on him and stroking, and now he keeps coming
back for more. Oh goodness, especially the shock look on
his face when you swallowed. You know that never gets
old and they don't expect you or there with somebody
that just won't even try it for them? For my author,
does he still hit you up for ahead when you're
when he's horny? Has he ever returned the favor or
touched you at all? Or is this strictly just you
serving him? For my listeners? Have you ever hooked up
with your best friend sibling? Would you have gone back
into the room for a second time? Send your own
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Could you do this though, I'm like, you know, if
your friend's brother was upstairs you walked in, because you mean,
could you do the whole thing? I'm thinking about it.
There was one friend that I had and her brother.
He was an older brother. Though you missed moost of it.
So okay, so let's light it out really quick. If
you were to go in, go over and be at
a friend's house, right, and you kind of were wonder
or their brother was, so you snuck upstairs to his
room and entered, you know, without knocking, and there he
was stroking off. Would you you know, would you continue?
I mean, would you go back and say, hey, you know,
I'll get you off pens? Like I said, this guy
just popped into my head. I mean, I had no
I don't know if that it didn't seem like she
was felt sorry for him, you know, and the guy
I'm thinking about he was okay. I think the sexual tension, though,
was from her walking in and kind of catching it,
and then her going downstairs and then going you know
that kind of name hot, and then she went back
to the room and took charge. I think that's where
the sexual tension is. Dear Nikki. I was awake and
turned my head sleepily to see you next to me,
sitting up in bed. Your long red hair founds out
across the pillow like a halo around your face. You're
on a riding pad. Your brow is furrowed in concentration.
I can feel my renewed direction pressing against the matdress.
And seeing you like this in deep thought and it's distracted,
makes me want to possess you completely. We played our
waiting game, and what a delicate and satisfying game it was,
but I no longer wanted to wait. I needed to
exert my power and have you now. Without speaking, I
simply reach over, take the pad from your hands, setting
it on the bedside table. I lean over and kiss
you deeply, finishing with a gentle but firm nip on
your lush lower lip. Your eyes met mine, wondering what
has got into me. I mean to show you and
in the end with what gets into you. I roll
out of bed and again without speaking, grasp you around
your waist and hoist your small body over my shoulders
and a classic fireman's carry. You give a small shrid
and a playful pound of fists lightly on my back
as I carry you to the bathroom. While still holding you,
I turn on the shower spray and wait until the
water is comfortably warm. Then I slowly lower you under
the stream and follow you in. And you can see
the desire in my eyes and determination in my expression.
I began stroking slippery strawberry scented shower dough all over
your soft, compact body, your lustrous and abundant red hair,
now wet clings to over your skin. My hands soap
your breast and your stiff pinknibbles, up to your neck,
down your back while you face me, over the curve
of your small, cute ass, and down to your legs.
I lean in to kiss you, my hands trailing back
up and gently cup your ass cheeks, lifting you onto
your tiptoes to make the height difference between us. The
kiss slinger, and you feel like my erection bobbing against
your tummy as our tongues dance. I'm impatient. Now I
hand you the shower gel and tell you to get
my cock nice and slippery. You drop to your knees,
pull the gel in your palm, and cover my erect
cock with slippery liquid. Your hand glides eftlessly up and
down my shaft, feeling it pulse and grow even harder
and thicker between your delicate fingers. Then I turn you around,
and once I do my gentle exert gentle pressure on
your back so your ass arches towards me. I tell
you to spread your pale red ass cheeks for me.
You reach back slowly and pull yourself apart, revealing your
intimate secrets to my gaze. I see your tiny pink
canis and the slightly redder, almost hidden cunt below it.
I have you hold disposition for a while as I
commit it to memory. The water cascades off your back,
some running between the cleft of your ass. You look
back at me over your shoulder with a mix of
embarrassment at providing such a lewd display, pride at the
effect that has on my cock, and the raw lust
is You wait to be entered and filled. Taking the
shower gel, I lubricate my fingers and slide first one
then two into your wet, hot pussy. You arch your
back against my probing hand. As I slide finger fucking you.
I admire the soft red pubic hair that contrast with
your milky white skin of your inner thighs. My fingers
twirl inside you, massaging your sensitive walls and churning up
a white froth over your lubrication. I bring my fingers,
coated and juices to your mouth. I have to taste you.
You watch my tongue circle my fingers, savoring the trace
of your sweet, earthy arousal. Finally, I withdraw my fingers
from your mind, and I see the smile across your lips.
You crotch at present your ass to me. But as
enticing as your mysterious asshole is, that's not where I'm going. First,
I step behind you, hands firmly on your hips. You
slick my cock, sliding between your delicate pink clips. You
reach back and try to place my mushroom head at ranus,
but I overrule your hand and thrust my cock quickly
into your smooth, drenched pussy. I want to claim all
three of your pleasure giving morphices before I explode. You
exclaim and surprise at the roughness. You quickly place your
hands on the cold tile wall to brace yourself and
push back against my thrust. I hear your sexy, feminine
grunts as I reach your depths with each powerful stroke.
About five minutes, I grow impatient. I withdrawal from your
tight pussy, grab the shower jewl and pour more onto
my cock. I tell you to back up and present
your ass. You eagerly reach back and spread your curvy,
pale cheeks. I press my swollen head against your tight
little hull and push it slowly but powerfully. At the
same time, I slide two fingers back into your sopping pussy.
Gather your juices and slip them into your mouth. I
order you to suck them while I fuck you. I
feel your tight sphinker stretch around me. Your eyes show
flash of appreciation, but finally your rings give away and
my cockhead pops inside. I kiss you over your shoulder,
tongue stooling. As I'm begin thrusting harder. I listen carefully
to your moans, making sure I'm not pushing you too far.
You're far too beautiful and rare to be carelessly used.
When your hip's slow, my right hand comes crashing down
on your pale cheek with a smart smack, leaving a
peace can print. Come on, sweet, can move those sexy hips.
The faster you fuck me back, the bigger the load
you'll get to swallow My spanks spur you on. Both
chinks glow pink as you thrust back urgently. I'm close now,
I yell. Now, get on your knees, suck my cum
from me. Come on, my beautiful Cumslet show me how
much you crave my seed. You quickly pull off me
with an audible pop. Your once tiny hole stays dilated
for a moment in the perfect shape of my cock.
You spin around, drop to your knees, and take my
entire shaft in your hot mouth. You suck me frantically,
stroking my balls, swirling your tongue while your other hand
workshire clip. Your eyes look up at me, plaiting. I
gasped your red bin and bury myself to the root
as I exploded down your throat. Yeah, Nikki, swallow me
some of my loads shoot straight down the rest. Fill
your mouth. I order you to open and show me
before you swallow every drop. My knees weaken, but I
stay hard watching you. You slump against the shower wall,
legs spread frantically rubbing her clip. I stroke myself rapidly
above you. Your moans grow louder and more primal, until
you scream through a powerful orgasm. The sight makes me
come again, painting your breasts and stomach and thighs with
hot ropes of cumb I shut off the water and
slide to the floor with you, pulling you into my arms.
Your head rest on my chest as you breathe hard,
half laughing, half sobbing. I kiss your neck and hold
you tight. Signed the man who wants to claim every hole.
Holy hell, that was hot. I love the slow builds
to total dominance. The way you want to take all
three of my holes in the shower makee me taste myself.
M Sign me up. Come on, my body, finish well.
I ride my own orgasm. Yeah again, sign me up.
Question do you realize I really love when someone gets
this rough and possessive or is it a special mood
you think I get in every once in a while.
And have you really wanted to push this boundary with
someone else, maybe with toys, restraints or public risk. Inquiring
minds want to know and for my listeners, would you
submit like this in the shower, letting him or her
take complete control of every hole? Have you ever been
claimed so thoroughly that you came well covered in their load?
Drop your confessions in the links below. I do read
every single one, Dear Nikki. Yesterday, my three friends and
I went swimming. Afterwards we played some magic the gathering
together at a friend's house to my friends as well,
I are by the fourth isn't He doesn't really know
about our late night activities. He went home. Around two am.
The three of us went to bed. I started groping
around in the dark. Then I sucked one guy off,
and afterwards I did same to the others. It was
so much fun and tasty too. Signed the bye magic mouse.
I like that signature. It was cute. Oh I do
like this short sneaky deliciously phil fy. It's like, hurry up,
when's Uncle Tom gonna go back? I mean, when's our
vanilla boring friend that we like because he's funny, but
you know, we want to have kiki fun and leave.
I mean because you got admit, that's what it was like.
It he was like two o'clock. He was like, okay, guys,
I'm going home. And then like they all stood by
the window going dadn't wait for the car to pull
out as soon it was it down the block. Maybe
I would think as soon as he got to the
car and start pulling out the driveway, one of them
had their pants down. They were stroking the other. That's
what I'm going with here, I know it. And you know,
if he's that person that was leaving is like me,
I have to have everything perfect, Like okay, I check
on you know, I put on my glasses, shut the door,
plug in my phone, make sure it's the music I
want to listen to, turn on my lies, you know,
kind of take my time. Do I want the windows?
Do I want up down? I'm really slow when it
gets to kind of pulling out any there. So they
were probably were like, hurry the fuck up, we want
to fuck I know, let's go, let's go. Questions from
my author did they return the favor or was just
you servicing both? By God, if I had to wait
for somebody to take their time pulling out of my driveway,
I better get service too. That's all I'm saying. Has
the straight friend aversus anything or almost walked in on you? Three,
There's gotta be something that gives it away. I mean
just something like that, like he kind of suspects, but
he's not gonna ask. I bet you he knows. He's
just not gonna ask. He just doesn't care. He just
wants to play magic. The gathering questions from my listeners.
Have you ever hooked up with friends after a normal
hangout like gaming or swimming? Would you suck two guys
back to back while the third is clueless? Drop your
confessions below. I do read every single one of them. All. Well, Manny,
I missed you too. You are definitely in countdown mode.
You're like, leave less than two weeks, don't you as
soon as I uh oh wow, remind me one day
to hook up with you and tell you all about
my vacation drama. It's hopefully it'll be solved by then,
but you know it's it, and I'll ask permission from
our male stripper that was and the calendar if I
can share the picture with you. Remember, we're supposed to
getting mister July. By the way, I heard Red was
in a fireman's calendar too. He told me he's the truth,
but he hasn't told you yet, so ask him the story. Yeah,
and if he says I'm lying, don't believe him. I
would never do that to you any he's not. He
should telling must of that. See gentlemen, ladies, shenanigans, I
know we do. We do stick together here. Well, thanks
for stopping by. I hope you have a great night.
Do something kinky for me and tell me about later. Yes,
we'll catch up. Night night, Dear Nikki. I was nineteen,
so I have pretty much fuck anything female with a pulse.
My family wasn't short of money, but the trade off
was I lost Dad most of the time through work commitments.
When him and Mom had enough, I lost her too.
She packed her bags and left. I'm not complaining. Lots
of money had its benefits, but they don't replace family,
and one becomes selfish. I guess it's a monkey, I
see monkey do. All I know is I got what
I wanted when I wanted it. On the day in question, Dad,
or as the staff called him, mister Mason, was away again,
but this time he had left his new girlfriend behind
in our home. Her name was Buffy, and she, as
the name suggested, wasn't exactly topping any iq tarts, but
she was thirty two and totally sexy. She spent her
days doing yoga and pilates, ate nothing but healthy food,
and her body showed it. Dad had been away for
a week already. When I walked past their bedroom door,
I heard the unmistakable hum of a vibrator and imagined
working it on Buffy's sweet pussy. I listened closer with
my ear to the door. Yes, em, I'm coming, I'm
coming for you, Buffy screamed at the top of her voice.
My cock instantly got herd. I wanted to see this
beautiful woman in her prime, in her primal state. I
reached for the handle, turned it, and the door opened
just a touch. I peeked it side. Buffy was lying
on the bed with her legs spread wide, completely naked
except for the headphones attached to her phone. Her breast
were firm as a teenager's and her nipples stood tall.
One hand was pulling and massaging her nipples while the
other fed a large black dildo and door pussy. Yes,
I'll be a good girl, Can I come for you? Please,
she begged. She interrupted instantly and screamed, ah, fuck yeah,
I want to deepen simy fuck me, mister m fuck me.
She thrust her head about on the large bread, still
working her nipples in the dill dough. More, I want more.
I took my phone and started recording her. She was
hotter than any pay per view born. She was alive
in my house. I dropped to the floor with one
hand in my pants, still taping. Eventually she hung up, complaining, no,
mar is he fucking kidding? I need a fucking My
cut's getting warmed up. She called someone named Charles and
told him to come over and bring his big cock
because she needed her ass worked on. My temper got
the better of me. I pushed the door open. Buffy
pulled the covers over herself and screamed at me to
get out. I played the recording back to her. She
knew she was caught. This is how it's going to go.
I told her. Toss the covers off, call Charles and cancel.
Then you're going to come over here and get on
your knees. I want to spank your ass red before
I have my way you, especially that sexy ass. She
obeyed without a fight. She called Charles, dropped the covers,
and crawled to me on her knees. I used her
mouth hard, then bent her over and fucked her pussy
until she came screaming. After that, I took her ass
for the first time, slow at first, then hard while
she held her legs back and begged for it. I
filled her ass with a massive load, then gave her
ten hard strokes the belt across her red cheeks. The
next time you need a fucking, you come to me.
No more strangers in my house while you're under this roof.
That ass is mine, yes, James, she moaned, same time tomorrow.
A few months later, the guys were over watching the game.
Dad was away again for three weeks. I was craving
Buffy badly. After the others laughed, Rusty passed out drunk
on the couch. I went to the balcony and heard
Buffy moaning again. I burst in to her room, ready
to punish her for bringing in another outsider, only to
find her with our twenty two old Latina maid ava
between her legs. Instead of anger, Luss took over and
made them both women's trip me and had to take
them huge turns taking my cock. We moved outside under
the stars. I watched Ava eat Buffy's pussy while I
fucked Ava from behind, then took Buffy's ass hard, while
Ava fucked herself with a double ended dildo and licked us. Both.
All three of us came together in a sweaty, screaming mess,
Me pumping load after load deep into Buffy's ass. We
clapsed on the outdoor lounge, covered in common juices. We
suddenly heard a clapping. We turned to see Rusty standing there. Wow.
Now that's a show he grinned. So where's mine? Signed
the nineteen year old stepson who owns his mother. Wow,
spying on step mom giving a full outdoor thras with May,
then getting caught by your drunk friend very interesting. I
can't say I've ever been fucked Maid or been caught
with my best friend fucking all three of them. I
bet you that's the story. We all have right. Questions
for my author, did you let Resty join in that
night or did you shut it down as Buffy and
Ava kept obeying? You're only under this roof roll? And
questions for my listeners. Would you have invited your pasted
out friend to join in the stepmom made threesome or
kept it all to yourself. Have you ever caught or
been caught by someone in a situation like this? If so,
send your own delicious confessions anonymously through Nikki Nikky at
Dearniki dot com or through the website at dear Nikki
dot com. Enter the confessions tab plus. Come join us
over on our discord channel Monday through Saturday, eight pm
Central Standard Time for naughty shenanigans with other like mine.
It's exploratives just like you. This was very dirty. These
was a very, very very dirty special, that last one right.
From these stories, we learned that a long held fantasies
can explode into reality and the timing finally hits. That
power and taboo make everything hotter, and that sometimes the
best sex happens when you stop asking permission and just
take control. Whether it's a teacher from the past, a
forbidden step mom, or a willing redhead in the shower.
Confidence and dominance are the ultimate aphrodisiacs. And don't forget
you know tonight's question, I want to hear those authority
figure fantasies. Are you ready for our reddle? Let me
remind you. I went into the woods and got it,
but when I got it, I couldn't get it, so
I left it there and took it home. What am
I a splinter? I know, right, Okay, it's time for
a naughty sucket. I was exhausted, but buzzing from the night,
the kind of electric hum that comes from too much
champagne and the weight of pretending that everything was fine.
Being in accounts of prestige Ink meant I handled the numbers.
But tonight, as the company annual get together wound down,
I felt like just another pretty face in a black
dress that hung my hips a little too well. Justin
had been a disaster again, loud, sloppy, mean. By the
time he stumbled back inside, yelling for me, I was
all ready to disappear. Tim was the opposite. National marketing manager,
confident without being cruel. He had arranged our rooms, smooth
things over, and when he pulled Justin aside earlier, I
watched him from across the room, grateful. Now back at
our table, the band played something slow and sultry. I
caught Tim's eye as he returned from the dance floor,
his shirt slightly unbuttoned, A light sheen of sweat on
his colarbone. I approached him at the hot bar, heart pounding. Tim.
I'm so sorry about Justin. He's had too much. His
small hugs was warm, solid. His hand lingered just for
a second on my lower back, but I felt it everywhere.
Don't worry about it, Nikki. Drink doesn't suit every one.
His voice was low and calm. The way he said
my name made everything flutter low in my belly. Oh wait,
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And that's just one of the perks. So tell me
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ports last Year Nikki for more details the links in
the show notes. And that's it for tonight, you dirty listeners.
If these stories made you throb, so send your own
confessions to Niki and I Kky at deerniky dot com
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tab and join us on our Discord channel Monday through
Saturday eight pm Central Standard Time for naughty shenanigans with
our other sexploratives. Just like yourself, and remember the wilder
they are, the better. I'll see you next time and
Nikki after dark. Sweet dreams, My Sexy People,