Speaker 1: Hey, you filthy listeners, Welcome back to Nikki after Dark,
the only place where your dirtiest secrets get the spotlight
they deserve. I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight We've got
three confessions that are so hot they might melt your headphones.
A clueless college guy walks into a normal house party
for about fifteen minutes fifteen horny dudes, and ends up
in the middle of a full on bisexual free for
all where straight guys are unsucking and fucking right alongside
everyone else. And you show up to your surprise your
best friend on her birthday with a sexy gift only
opened the bedroom door, and find her getting gangbang by
four guys who immediately drag you in, rip your clothes off,
and turn the night into a come dretch. Best friend
sixty nine and a teacher who's been best friends with
a family for years, suddenly gets a mysterious text saying
I own you now from the sweet, petite daughter he's
known forever who just stole both keys to his chastuty cage.
And just think these are just the teasers. And before
we dive into Tonight's confessions, it's time for Tonight's listener question.
Here's the big one I want you to think about.
Have you ever had a totally innocent or long time
platonic situation suddenly explode into something wildly sexual and kinky? No,
I mean yes and no. I don't really know how
to answer that. So yeah, A h Hugs party, my first,
my mister and my host a Hug Marry combined book. Okay,
got it, that shoker. There was a Sibian, a Sabian,
a Sabian correct for anyone to ride hello abe, topless waitresses,
and a bouncy house in a dual dildo strip show.
A number of guests turned in up in Landra. You know,
I got right before I came on. I was scrolling
through social media and over in Taiwan, don't quote me.
On top of the cabs they have stripper poles and
they actually have strippers. I don't know if they stripped,
but they like they were doing blocket of dances that
were just kind of swirly twirling. So I kind of
thought that was interesting. I want your raw, honest answers
to these two open ended questions. What exactly was the
moment or trigger that flipped everything from normal to straight
up filthy and looking back. Would you let it happen
again in our heart beat? Or was it hotter as
a one time thrill you'd rather keep a secret or
a memory. No, the picture actually well video had They
weren't driving, they were actually parked waiting for cab there.
So my question is this was were they cabs for
strip clubs or exotic clubs, you know over there, or
because it didn't look like it was at the airport
or anything like that, they were just kind of staying there.
I'll have to find it again. That means I have
to dig, but that's my big deal. I bet you'd
like to replay, replay that party over and over again.
I think we all have a memory of something really
wild we'd love to replay over and over again. And
as promised as always, here's tonight's rental. It sounds extremely dirty,
but I promise it's completely clean. Listen close. Every time
I come it's news. I often hit your bush, but
only when I aim is bad. When am I and
keep those answers locked away, and you know the trail,
I'll give it to you at the very end of
the show. I want to thank you both for reaching
out to me. While I'm sick, well I've been sick.
It really did mean a lot to read those messages
come through, especially when I'm sitting there and was feeling
absolutely crud. So I do appreciate that. Thank you so much,
and sorry for the sucking noises. I'm here because I
have a cough, drap my mouth, and 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 don't think any of us imagine how
crazy things would get that night. I can't remember exactly
how many guys there were, but it must have been
around fifteen in total, a real mixed bag of college guys, dark, fair, tall, short, gay, straight,
you name it. But the ones who mattered most to
me were Chris Lewis and Daniel. You hear all about
the filthy things I got up to in the room
with them. Soon enough, we hired smoke machines, stalked up
on boos, and a bit of party drugs had found
their way into the party as well. Nothing too heavy
that Saturday evening the house filled with a bunch of
horny guys with a zero supervision. What could possibly go wrong?
It started off like any other party, people chatting, music, pumping,
drinks flowing, but after a few hours all bets were off.
I still can't quite explain how it kicked off, but
suddenly everyone was kissing someone and plenty were already performing
sexual acts right in front of the others. All inhibitions
had vanished. Most of the guys gave into their desires,
though maybe three or four stayed out of it. Turns
out even the straight ones can get swept up when
they're surrounded by friends kissing, sucking, and fucking. Daniel was
one of those straight guys, but I'll get to him later.
Chris was an out gay guy I had my eye
on for a while, dark hair, sexy, little treasure trail
disappearing under his belt, and he was always bragging about
his six pack. He was about five. Eight short guys
drive me wild. We somehow ended up in Matt's parents room,
making out on the floor because the bed was already
occupied by two guys sucking each other off. His cock
was average sized, but rock solid and uncut. We were
surprisingly tender with each other, lots of kissing mixed with
sucking and mutual wanking. Yes, wake, I'm sorry. I still
hadn't come myself. The night was young, and I wanted
to stay as horny as possible for whatever came next.
Next up was Lewis. He was another openly gay guy,
not quite as a tract of his criss, A bit overweight,
tall and blond, not usually my type, but what he
lacked in looks he had more than made up four downstairs.
His clock was thick, veiny, and easily around eight inches,
constantly leaking precon. You'd hear that unmistakable tap tap sound
as it dribbled while I stroked him. We hooked up
right in the living room, surrounded by other guys giving
head or starting to fuck. I turned full sub the
moment I saw that meaty, tripping clock. I barely let
him touch me. I was too busy worshiping it with
my mouth, licking up every drop of precomb. I don't
remember him coming, but there's no way I didn't swallow
every last bit at that age. After Louis, I was
still desperate to come, but I knew the best was
safe for last. Daniel Daniel was the classic straight jock,
sport obsessed, not the brightest, and usually chasing girls, but
there were no girls at this party and he still
needed to get up off. Lucky for me, I was
the one he chose. We ended up in the study,
being straight, or at least closeted that night. He locked
the door and made sure we were hidden behind the
desk so no one could see. His clock was slightly
above average, but insanely thick and uncut. I'd never been
with a straight guy before, so I was absolutely feerial
with excitement. I'd only bottomed a few times before, but
there was no chance I was letting Daniel leave without
fucking my ass. He was surprisingly willing to dry no loop, though,
he just spat on his cock and worked it inside me.
It hurt a little at first because I was so inexperienced,
so it was the very stop and start, mixed with
plenty of deep kissing and sucking. By the end of
the night, I'd been edging myself all evening with these guys,
and I was about dying to shoot. I also wanted
to feel Daniel's load deep in my ass for the
rest to the party. When he was getting close, I
begged him to come inside me. He did, and finally
wanked myself right off after feeling completely used, insatisfied. One
of the best nights of my entire life, your horny,
very satisfied bottom college slut. I'm sorry. I had to
laugh at the wanking just because Oz is in the room.
I was like, oh, we got a wanking here. Well,
you know if how familiar are you familiar with wanking? Oz?
About thirty years experience? Oh that's you know a what
about you? Are you familiar with wanking? I want to
leave you out. Eh, I don't know. I've it's masturbation
or is that a joke? I walked right into I
have a feeling that's a joke. I just walked right
into that door. I have a tendency to do that.
So here are my thoughts. This was absolutely I would
love to watch through the window. There's just something about
when because I I can't tell you how much Gaye
Born I've watched over the years, and eventually I did
find it hot. And I found it hot just because
the ones that the men that would call that we
would watch were very just there were no there was
no slow tenderness. It was just raw and banging and
so yeah, sometimes when I need to get one off quick,
I do flip to that. And questions for our satisfied bottom,
which of the three Chris, Lewis or Daniel gave you
the most intense organ that night and why? And did
you ever hook up with any of them again after
the party? Or was it a one time free for all?
I'd really like to know that, you know, if it
was that hot, did any of them hook up again?
And for those that are listening, have you ever been
to or fantasized about a party that turned into a
full on sexual free for all like this? Would you
have stayed edged like the writer or would you have
come earlier with the first hot guy? And how far
would you in this atmosphere have to go before you
joined in? I think I would have edged for a
long time. You'd have to come before everyone else. I
think if I was going to ever edge myself, this
is the way I would do it, just from the atmosphere.
The atmosphere A line would just would be enough for me.
But I don't think I have the right equipment for
what's needed for that party, because that I'd probably be
peeping Tony or Jane in the window. That's too some
you'd like to be watched transporn, you know, after the
so many seems like when they were my first caller,
some of them started there and then we ended up
into full gy porn. It's kind of like the men
that would call and they would start going, well, I
only wear panties just because the material feels good, and
then we would step into full dress or will full
andree and go from there. It was it was always
baby steps with me, like the trust issue. So I'm
not saying this is for everyone, but in my experience,
it was for like ninety eight percent of the men
that I talked to that was into this. It's like
the I had one guy put it to me this way.
He was very very honest, and he said, you know,
I watched trans porn or training porn or whatever the
slang they're using these days, that excuse me that it
was safe to watch it because they had tits. It
was like that. It was like, I'm safe because they
have tits. That That's exactly what he said to me,
and I thought that was interesting. Dear Nikkin. Last week
was my best friend's birthday, and I wanted to surprise
her in the best way possible. We're super close. We
even have keys to each other's houses. A while back,
she confessed one of her fantasies was getting a dildo,
so I bought her a nice one, along with some loop.
I even slipped a naughty little note into a gift
box that said, if you want, I can teach you
how to use it. I quietly let myself into her
house and tiptoed toward her bedroom, heart racing with excitement.
The closer her clot the lot of the moons and
noises became. I thought she was throwing a party and
hadn't invited me. Boy was I wrong. When I pushed
the door open, the sight that greeted me stopped me
in my tracks. My best friend was in the middle
of the bed getting absolutely railed. One guy was fucking
her throat, another was pounding her pussy, and two more
were standing there stroking their hardcocks waiting for their turn.
The second those two freak guys saw me, they rushed
over and grabbed me. Before I even could react, they
threw me onto the bed right next to my friend
and started tearing my clothes off. They weren't gentle at all.
They literally destroyed my shirt and skirt. When they got
to my panties, one of them started fingering me right
through the fabric, while the other yanked my brow and
began playing with my tits. Then it happened. One guy
shoved his thick cock deep down my throat just as
I tried to moan, completely silencing me. At the same time,
the other ripped my panties aside, licked them once, and
pushed his stick straight into my dripping pussy. I was
completely helpless, penned between them as they use me. They
fucked me hard for what felt like thirty minutes straight
until they both unloaded, one flooding my mouth with gumb
the other filling my pussy. My mouth was overflowing and
my pussy was leaking everywhere. I looked over at my
best friend, eyes wide, and she just grinned, grabbed my
jaw firmly, and said, swallow it. You don't want it
to go to any waste. Before I could process what
was happening, she pulled me into a sixty nine position
and I swallowed the load in my mouth. She dove
straight into my cum filled pussy with her tongue. She
was so incredibly good with it. I came hard all
over her face, and less than a minute then it
was my turn. I buried my face between her legs,
and oh my god, she was absolutely stuffed with cumb
I'm pretty sure it wasn't even their first round with her.
I licked and saw every drop I could for a
full thirty minutes while she moaned beneath me. And you'll
never guess what the guys did the whole time we
were in our sixty nine. They just stood around, jerking
off and taking turns coming over both of us. I
don't know how they recovered so fast. Well, watching my
best friend's body get covered in their hot spurts was
insanely hot. Eventually, the guys left and my best friend
and I fell asleep, still locked in our sixty nine position,
both of us absolutely drenched and covered income a birthday
gangbang toy best friend. You know, first of all, I
don't think i'd ever give my best friend, well, I
can't say that. I definitely wouldn't add the if you
want me to show it, let me know kind of
thing to the end of the dildo. But I could
see my best friend and I buying each other dildos,
but not in a sexual connotation kind of way. We
have reckoned mended sex toys. But yeah, And questions for
are gang bang toy best friend? Did you ever give
her the dildolu after that everything that happened or did
it get completely forgotten in the Hina moment. I'm going
with it completely got forgotten And it might have been
one of those where in come haze. She probably bolted
it up like oh shit, I caught you a birthday present?
And was this the first time you and your best
friend had any sexual contact? Or has there been tension
between the two of you. I'm gonna guess there's been tension.
What do you guys think? Yeah, I'll have to keep
that in mind. Watching two women eat come out of
each other as a definite automatic reset. I'll have to
keep that in mind. Oz. And for those of you
who are listening, would you be shocked or secretly thrilled
if you walked in on your best friend in a
situation like this or got pulled in? Have you ever
turned a surprise isn't into something wildly sexual with a
close friend and ladies listening, would you have done the
same thing with your friend dead, grabbing your jawn, making
her swallow by pulling her into a sixty nine. I'm
gonna say no because I can't think of the friends
I'm thinking of. No, but the one that I keep
hinting about that it's been sexual attention between us, I can.
So I'm to leave that right there. Really your best
friend and you've been flirting for years. Oh you know,
teasing is the first step to it happening, because that's
where I'm at. We've been teasing for god well, off
and on for six years, so there probably not. I
don't even know if it's gonna happen. It's gonna happen
this summer, I don't because the next time I'll see
hers next winter at Crazy Winter Nights because she goes
to the same events. I don't know how it would
happen there with me being so busy, because that one
is very busy. But it's not that I won't take
my shot so and I probably won't have to try
too hard. Dear Nikki. This happened six months ago while
I was in Santiago, Chile on the business trip. I
packed schedule of client meetings, but being naughty guy that
I am. I decided to spice things up. I reconnected
with Andrea, a stunning woman i'd met a year before.
We had an incredible three day sexual marathon back then,
so excited when I came. She came up to my
apartment on the Sunday afternoon, dressed to kill. We shared
a nice bottle of Chile and wine on the balcony,
but she quickly shut down any ideas of sex, talking
about energies, distance, and attachment. After some back and forth,
it was a clearly no go. So I turned to
Tinder and it delivered me Mile, a woman. We met
Monday afternoon at a bar. Her pictures looked better than
she did in real life, but she was cute, full
of energy and genuine free spirit, authentic, confident, and always
eager to explore. The more we talked, the more I
liked her. Conversation naturally drifted to sex, three sums, and
sex clubs. She's had three sims with friends before, but
never been to a club. The idea both terrified and
aroused her, the perfect mix. After a couple of drinks
and heavy flirting, it was obvious we were going to
fuck that night. I gave her options like a gentleman
calling a night, another drink, go dancing, or come back
to my place for wine and a massage. She surprised
me by choosing dancing first, then my place. So off
we went to a house turned a club playing electronic
music filled with twenty somethings. Melay was all over me,
hanging for my neck, making out, grinding hard while we danced.
That's when I spotted Blake, another grown man in a
Hawaiian shirt. We instantly bonded as Hawaiian shirt brothers. He
was visiting from Australia, didn't speak Spanish and had ended
up there on a random, hostile recommendation. Later, on the
second floor, we ran into him chatting with Camellia, a
sexy Chilean engineer who parties hard at night. She spoke
fluent English and the four of us quickly clicked drinks,
Selfie's silly banter, great energy all around. Millay and I
were making out and grinding. Blake and Camellia flirted heavily
while dancing. Around three a m. Melay suggested we leave.
In a moment of pure inspiration, I asked if she
and Blake would like to join us. She was hesitant
but open. I floated the idea to both of them,
and to my surprise, they both were totally in. Just
like that, four perfect strangers piled into a cab and
headed back to my apartment. Back at my place, the
three of them sat on the couch while I poured
wine and put on music. Blake and Camellia were visibly nervous.
Blake kept saying he'd never go or bend to an
orgy before, and that Malay and I seemed to be
too smooth. I reassured everyone there was no pressure and
we were just having fun. Malay and Camellia were disappeared
from the bathroom for a quick girl's talk. When they
came back, things escalated fast. Malay started making out with
me while Camellia kissed Bank. I n buttoned Myles's shirt
and sucked on her tits. And as Camellia was making
out with me, Lay keep saying her name wrong guys
while Blake touched her breast. I switched to sing Camellia
and found out she was as well fond as fondling
her as well. Oh my goodness. I took Malay to
the bedroom, stripped herself and myself, and then brought the
other two in. While Mile and I started fucking in
Missionary with kissing Camellia at the same time, Blake touched
and watched. I made Blake come and with my hands
and fucked her in different positions, deliberately holding off my
own orgasm. Blake's trialcle to stay hard. He'd get erect
when girls sucked him, but lose it when it came
time to penetrate, so I focused on Camellia while my
Malay blue Blake. I thought Camelia and Missionary and Doggie,
staying style while fingering Malay, always making sure both girls
felt wanted and included. Camellia was edging but couldn't quite
get there until I brought out my magic wond with
a condom on the tip for hygiene, rubbing her clid
while I fucked her finally sent her over the edge.
She had a loud, leg shaking orgasm, followed by an
uncontrollable laughter. I am an orgasm laughter too, so I
got it. Eventually accepted he wasn't going to fuck that night,
and just joined licking and fingering the girls. Around five am,
Camellia said that she had to leave for work. Blake
went with her, hoping for private time, but she just
wanted to sleep. They left together anyway. Malay reminded me
I'd come with Camelia, but not with her yet. Even
though I was exhausted and had at eight am client meeting,
I put on my last condom and fucked her until
I finally came. I passed out right after the alarm
went off at seven fifteen am. I showered and somehow
made it to my breakfast meeting looking like a respectable businessman,
while Malay slept peacefully in my bed. One of the wildest,
smoothest spontaneous forsomes I've ever pulled off. A confession from
a very naughty businessman, I would say, very naughty. I'm
catching up here, you know, when people sin in stuff
like that. I really rather leave names out because it
definitely gets my tongue tied, as you can say, because
then I'm like, in my head, I'm trying to picture it,
and it's just it's just legos that aren't matching up
in my head. Now, I've never been in a situation
where something like that's pulled off. I would love to
be part of it? Oh, thank you? So? What's this was?
Impressively smooth? Like? I agree? I don't think I would
have gone just because very Michael Jackson's smooth almost you know,
to slick, very moonwawkish here, especially with a tender date
and to other strangers. That's very, very, very daring. Apparently
he doesn't watch you know, Murder Mysteries or ID murder
channel like I do. Questions for our naughty businessman, did
you ever seem me le Camellia or Blake again during
the rest of your trip? And looking back, what would
you do? What do you think the key moment was
that made the whole group comfortable enough to actually go
through with it? And guys, would you have the balls
to suggest bringing two strangers back for a foursome on
the first date like this? Have you ever had a
night out that unexpectedly turned into group sex with people
you just met? And ladies, would the girls talk in
the bathroom have been a green light for you or
would nerves have made you back out? I wonder what
that girl talk would have been Not being in that
situation or ever been in that situation, I wonder what
that would have been Hmmm, I'm thinking over here, I'm
wondering if they found By that time, I was hoping
maybe they've found probably neutral territory where it seems like
you guys can try to find something to shift to
and find common grounds, so sports cars, whatever, like some
kind of neutral Hawaiian shirts. They could have been talking
about Hawaiian shirts because they both were wearing one. Maybe
that's what it was, and where to find the best
Hawaiian shirts. But I think maybe with the women they
went to the bathroom to kind of feel each other out,
not sexually or anything. But you know, I'm not doing
a foursome of the Craig Cray, just saying, dear Nikki.
Back then, I was a clueless nineteen year old dude
who'd hooked up a few times but honestly had zero
game when it came to going down on a girl.
I had no idea what I was doing downtown. My
best friend Aaron and I had been tight since freshman year,
totally platonic. One night after a party, we were chilling
in her room, both a little buzzed on cheap beer
and shots. The conversation drifted to sex, as it always
did when we got tipsy. She was just hinting about
the sky she dated, who was terrible at oral He'd
just poke around like he was looking for lost keys,
no rhythm, no clue. I laughed and admitted I was
probably no better. My ex basically patted my head and said,
good try, before faking an orgasm to end it. And
I feel like I suck at it. Aaron tilted her head, smirking, Ah,
poor you guys never get taught this stuff properly. Practice
makes perfect. Though we were both giggling in the room,
feeling warmer with the booze. She paused a bit her
lips and said, you know, if you're serious about getting better,
I could like give you some pointer or some time.
My heart skipped. Was she serious? The way she was
looking at me, flushed and playful. I nodded, Uh, yeah,
like now. She grinned, stood up slowly, and peeled off
her jeans, leaving her in just a tank top and panties.
Why not locked the door? She laid back, propped herself
on pillows, and slid her panties down a bit. Come here,
start slow, I'll walk you through it. Heart pounded. I
knelt between her legs. Nervous as how. She started gentle
kissed my thighs first, tease me a little. I followed
her lead, trailing my lips up her soft skin, filling
her shiver. Then she pulled my panties aside, and I
was face to face with a smooth, pink pussy. Start
with light licks, she whispered, flat tongue up and down.
I did, tasting her sweetness for the first time, salty, musky, addictive,
she moaned softly. Yeah, like that. Now, circle my clit gently.
The way she dragged in me was hot as fuck.
I flicked my tongue over her clit and she arched
her back, grabbing my hair, suck it lightly. Oh God, yes.
Her breasts got quicker, hips grinding against my face. I
could feel her getting wetter, her juices coating my check.
And the first time she came hard, legs shaking, crying
out my name, I was hooked. After that, we made
it a regular thing, practice sessions. We'd call them, laughing
about it. Maybe twice a week. She'd text me study break,
I'd show up, and we'd die right in. Each time.
I got better. I learned to read her body, when
to go slow and build tension when to speed up
and add fingers. I'd slide one in, curling it just
right while sucking her clip, and she'd explode, sometimes skirting
soaking the sheets. You're getting so good, she'd pant, pulling
me up for a kiss, tasting herself on my lips.
Before going to college, I was a pro. Other girls
started noticing. Word got around subtly, I guess, but aarin
was my secret weapon. We'd hook up fully, sometimes both.
Oral was always the highlight. She'd bag me for it.
Please suit me out, No money doesn't like you filling
her thighs, clamp around my head as she came multiple times,
pure adrenaline. Fast forward to now living in the city,
and yeah, those skills have served me well all these
years later, a very eager student. Pussy eating pro. Hello,
pussy eating pro. Yeah, if you suck it and you
need to learn the suck it during it, Yeah, exactly.
So it kind of got me wondering, you know, kind
of like the movie Old School. I don't know you
guys have seen it where or the girls bought the woman? Yeah,
Frank the tank exactly one of the best movies ever.
I'm sorry, so one of them. I guess the bridesmaids
bought the bride, you know, a gift. It was basically
to give oral And I'm sitting here going these women
look twenty nine years old and they don't know how
to suck a dick. Yes, a blowjob class. I'm wondering
if they have a class like that for men, you know,
because it is a good concept. I mean, you know,
a woman's you know, hesh. They had all the vegetables there,
so I'm wondering, like, how would that work? They are
too proud. I don't know. I think this would be
a one on one session. Even think good, go bankrupt.
I think here you market it right, you could sell anything,
especially if the woman was milf Age, even guilf Age. No, absolutely,
I'll teach you how to make your woman per Yeah.
I don't know because in a group, yes, you're thinking
of own a group. But when it comes to remember,
I've been doing this for so long, I've heard so
many confessions and this is one of them, and I
think this could be a one on one thing. See now,
you know, see loving that we can talk. Yeah, But
I think if you approach this as like are my
age or even I would say thirty five older, and
even thirty five I think is a little young. So
forty and you approach that age of curiosity. So your
your window, so you'd have to have a couldn't be
too expensive because your window of learning isn't that gonna
be that old, because let's face it, I love all
you men, but you're stubborn after a certain age and
you're just not gonna learn it. So I honestly think
it's gonna be like twenty to maybe twenty nine. Maybe
so twenty to twenty nine. They're not making much money.
But if you set it into multiple sessions and you
were kind of like, you know that you're into that.
If you did it like lessons, you know, like you're
making me blush of hair oz. So you put it
in lessons, right, and you kink into, I guess is
the way I'm looking for cold medicine. Guys, give me
a break into that. Your auntie, your step mom, and
you play into all those rules of all you know,
the mom's next door, the mill of the guilf mother
in law, all those fantasies that people dress me are
your money winners in this industry. You can make bank.
Just say it so see, I've laid out a good
but then you'd have to find a way to make
it where it's not about sex, so you'd have to
sell a pencil for a lesson. So, guys, have you
ever had a girl or friend or otherwise give you
a hands on lesson and eating pussy? I think we've
all answered that here or did you figure it out
on your own? And ladies, so, would you be willing
to teach a clueless guy friend like Aaron Uh did?
Or would you cross the platonic time too much for you?
I've always said porn is sometimes a great great lesson.
I don't know about oral though, you know I've seen
some bad, bad oral on porn, so cocksucking absolutely. I
think you would have to have a teacher or have
a natural talent like you Oz dear Nikki. Growing up,
I had this amazing biology teacher named missus Kennedy. She
was the sweetest woman I'd ever met, the whole reason
I decided to become a teacher myself. I even did
my student teaching with her and had a blast. Right
after I graduated, I called her asking if she could
put a good word for me at the school. She said, absolutely.
The very same day I got the job offer to
teach eleventh grade science. Over the years, it became really
close with the whole Kennedy family. I got to go
out with her and her husband and get set up
onlined age by them, help her on the house on weekends,
watch sports, and just hang out. I was twenty three
when I started teaching, and they were both thirty five.
Fast forward six years. Life was good. I was still single,
but everything else was going great. The Kennedys had a
daughter named Ava. She was as sweet as her mom. Short,
barely there, five foot tan, petite, athletic from running track.
She had just graduated, so we threw her a surprise
graduation party at my house. The party was awesome. Tons
of people I didn't even know a quarter of them, games,
swimming in the pool, a big bonfire. Everyone had a
fantastic time. As the night wound down and people started leaving,
the Kennedys stayed to help me clean up. We suddenly
realized we couldn't find Ava any where. We figured she
just stepped outside or something and kept cleaning. Eventually, she
magically reappeared. Her mom asked where she'd bend, and Aba
just shrugged and said, oh, you know around. It was
getting late, so they decided to head home. We set
our goodbyes. Aba headed to the car, but right after
they left, I noticed she'd forgotten her purse. I picked
it up just as the front door swung open again
and Ava came walking back in. She thanked me, gave
me a big hug, which was very out of character
for her, smiled sweetly, and walked back out. I locked
the door and went to take a shower before bed.
Here's where things get interesting. A while back, I got
into femdong and sissification, and part of that meant started
wearing a chasty cage pretty regularly. I usually kept the
key of my nightstand with some other toys. When I
got on the shower, I went to unlock myself, but
the key was gone. I figured I just misplaced it
and could find it later. Around eleven forty five p m.
I got a text from an unknown number that simply
said I know. I replied, asking what they knew and
who was it. A couple minutes or two more messages
came through. I know what you do alone, I have
both keys. My heart dropped. I asked who it was. Again,
they replied in all in good time. I tried deny it,
saying I didn't know what they were talking about the key.
The next message was direct. Let me rephrase, I have
your cock cage keys. I knew I was completely busted.
I asked when I could get them back. Six minutes
later the reply came, it's easy. You just have to
do one thing. Then I own you and you have
to do whatever I say. I asked again, who is this?
They said they'd tell me, but only if I agreed
to their terms. Otherwise I'd never get the keys back.
I'd lay there staring at the ceiling, heart racing. This
was something I'd secretly fantasized about for a long time,
some one taking real control and pushing me. After about
fifteen minutes, I finally texted back, yes, I accept and
agree to your terms. I set my phone down, still
trying to figure out who it could be. A minute later,
it vibrated again. This time they sent a picture. When
I opened it, my stomach flipped. There was one my
chasty keys, hanging on a delicate necklace, resting between two small,
very perky breast. As my eyes moved up the photo,
there was ava smiling from ear to ear with the biggest,
most mischievous grint. The next task simply said, I own
you now from a very owned former teacher and AMA's locktoy.
I really like this. Uh. I kind of thought it
would be, you know something, you know, first I thought
she just kind of walked away, maybe she masturbated to
him or something like that. But oh, I'm so sorry.
I would be freaked out by it though too. But yeah,
I you had thought that he had a back up,
because I think I would have backed my ass up
and unlocked myself and I probably would have put it
away for a long time, even though I probably would
have got a secret thrill out of it. I want
to know what happened next. Did they keep it going?
You know? You know, I have so many questions. I'm
really hoping this very owned for or teacher writes back,
and would you freak out? I guess the os would
totally freak out. I would freak out, But I think
I kind of get turned on once I finally settled down.
If if someon would have known for years, especially someone
young or suddenly revealed they had your secret kink and
they found out and took control of it into a
keyholder out there? What would be your first command if
you suddenly owned a secret sissy like this? And have
you ever had a wholesome friendship flip into something intensely
sexual and dominant overnight? I don't know. I'm thinking, I
don't know if I could really do all this. You know,
I'm right with you, Oz, I would be completely freaked
and I would probably have been out of whatever device.
And yeah, I think, but I think I would have
with him like he did. I kept with a questioning
and then maybe once I found out, maybe I It's
hard to say, but I don't know if i'd be
happy with it, especially with somebody I wentn't fantasizing about
having the key. I thought it might be the teacher too,
the one his mentor. I really thought it would be her,
or the husband and wife together controlling it, like it
would turn into like a cut chastity thing. So it's
very interesting, very very very very from the no limits
college house party were fifteen guys through every inhibition out
the window, and straight boys got turned into the best
possible way to birthday surprise that went from innocent gift
to a come covered best friend sixty nine, and finally,
that delicious, twisted moment that little sweet Ava went from
family friend's daughter to full on keyholder owning her teacher's cock.
What can we learn from these confessions? Sometimes the most
intense mind blowing sex happens in places with the people
you least expect. A normal party can become an orgy,
a sweet surprise visit can turn into a gang bang,
and the quiet next girl next door might be a
dominant dream you've been waiting for the biggest takeaway. Stay open,
stay curious, communicate like hell, and never underestimate how quickly
a platonic connection can flip into pure filth when the
chemistry is just right and your teaser, do we need
to read it again? Every Okay, every time I come
it's news. I often hit your bush, but only when
my aim is bad. What am I? No? Not hail close?
Oz m A you're close? Yes, the newspaper delivery person
or a paper boy. Yes, that's it, And that's another
steamy episode of Nikki after Dark. If you got your
own confessions burning a hole in your phone, send them
my way. I read every single one of them. You
can send them to Nikki and Ikky at dearniggy dot
com or anonymously through the website at derniggy dot com
under the confession's stab. Until next time, stay safe, stay horny,
and keep doing things that make you blush. Good Night,
my lovely ones.