Speaker 1: Welcome to Nikki after Dark, where your naughtiest confessions come
to life. I'm your host, Nikki, and tonight we're exploring
the thrill of surrendering to brand new desires, those delicious
first times, risky public moments, and the moment you realize
just how far you're willing to go. Here's some teasers
of what you'll hear tonight. First up, imagine dropping down
onto a smooth, warm, bald head, grinding your dripping wet
pussy against it before riding his eager face, feeling that slick,
naughty friction drive you absolutely wild. Then get ready for
a close knit friend group where the free use isn't
just a word, it's the house rule. Anyone can take
what they need, whatever the urge hits, turning car casual
hangouts into spontaneous, dripping, wet orgies and later and steamy
first time with another woman, soft lips, curious fingers, and
intense orgasms that leave her soaked and craving more. But
first up, here's tonight's question. Do you have casual sex
with a group of your friends? If yes, how did
it start at, What rules keep it fun and drama free?
If not, what would make the idea of free you
style friend group incredibly hot or is this a hard
note for you? Remember you can always send your answers
and your confessions to me at Nikki n i Kky
at Dearniki dot com, anonymously under our website at Dearniki
dot com under our confessions tab, and don't forget you
can always share them here on our discord channel. I
do see every single one of them. And as usual,
here is my favorite part of the show. It's time
for our naughty riddle. It real, it does sound naughty,
but I promised this one absolutely clean with the answer.
Here we go, what do you put in your mouth?
Blow and then swallow? What am I? And I promise
you'll get the answer at the very end of our show.
You know what time it is. It's time to sit back, relax,
Let's have a whiskey with some filthy cherries, of course,
and to explore some erotic fantasies from people just like
you and me. Dear Nikki, I'm sixty years old, single,
a resident of Boca Raton, Florida. I just wanted to
tell you how much I love your podcasts. You're an
incredible host and the outlet you provide people with alternative
desires is incredibly important and expiring. I actually have been
a lifelong journey myself that centers around two very unusual
obsessions of mine. I'm a lifestyle dismissive and presently uncolored
and a true devout tickling massogynist. Quite literally, at this
stage of my life, the only absolute way I can
achieve an erection or ejaculation is being securely bound and
mobile and immercilessly tickled on the bottoms of my feet, NonStop,
with no safe words allowed. I'm literally a tickle slave,
and to this end, I both reply to BDSM ads
from dominant tickle fetishes seeking a deathly ticklish submissive, as
well as being at times pemped out through the local
pro domme and her clients into tickling. Over my entire life,
I've been tickled tortured in many, many one on one sessions,
as well as a few very public tickle humiliation display
events i e. Private fetish parties and BDSM clubs. My
other very twisted, life long and very unusual fetish is
for both wearing while my feet are tickled and seeing
women wearing white cable knit knee socks. I'm not a
cross dresser by any means. However, I get so very
very erect just by seeing or wearing cable knee socks.
And I can vividly remember the exact incident at young
age that instigated that propelled my foot tickling cable knee
sock fetish journey from a very playful and childlike beginnings
to an extreme level when I crave to day. I've
always been enthralled with the utter contradiction between the serious
pedius in play and tickling. Having said all that, please
excuse my verbosity. If you are ever in need of
a guest with two very unusual fetishes that are steeped
in submission and humiliation, please let me know. It would
be an honor and a privilege to be on your
show signed your secret tickle slave in cable knit socks
well as you know, or if you dive into my
I guess, uh plethora of shows. I've never had a
guest ever, It's always just been reading submissions like yourself. However,
you know I do have to say, and I think
we had a tickle fetish confession a couple of days ago.
Help many guys help me remember and you remind me
a lot of a regular that called me. He was
a professor and I will not say what university, and
when he would call. He loved to tickle, he loved
to speak tickled, and he's the one that introduced me
into tickle fetish. So I'm kind a tiny bit familiar
with it, only in a phone sense, not in a
physical sense. So I probably know enough to get in jail,
and maybe if the guard was drunk enough to get out.
That's my story and I'm sticking with it. But I
always interesting when something this unique makes somebody hard, and
that's the only way thing you can hard or ejaculate.
So I would love to hear more for my listeners.
Have you ever discovered an early childhood memory that's sparked
into a full blown fetish? And what's the most unexpected
combination of sensations that ever made you throb with need?
Drop your own stories in the comments. I do read
every single one. Dear Nikki, I'm a twenty eight year
old woman who got married just a few months ago.
My husband had to leave for a whole month long
office trip, and I suddenly all alone, bored out of
my mind, I started chatting online to kill time, and
this girl messaged me after seeing one of my comments.
We began to talk normally, but things turned flirty so quickly.
Since she was a girl, I told myself it wasn't
really cheating, and before long we were sexting. God, it
was so fucking hot. I got incredibly wet, my fingers
slipping between my thighs as I read her teasing messages,
touching myself and imagining her voice whispering every dirty word.
I wasn't by before, but those heated exchanges had me
questioning everything. The confusion still swirls inside me. Then she
asked if she could add her boyfriend to the chat.
My heart pounded wildly, but I said yes. Fuck. The
three of us sexting together was pure insanity. My pussy
was dripping, aching as I rubbed my swollen clit harder
and harder, lost all vivid fantasies of their hands, mouths,
and bodies all over me. Every flirty message made my
nipples tighten and my thighs tremble with need. He came
back and stayed for a month, but now he's gone
again on another trip. There's been a few days where
I'm alone. Once more, my body literally aching for that intense,
dirty thrill. The guilt is eating at me, Yet I
still love my husband very deeply. Those secret chats made
me feel so alive, so deliciously slutty in ways I
can't forget. I keep checking my phone, hoping for more
messages that set my skin on fire and leave me
soaked and desperate. Signed your secret online, das so again,
this reminds me of what I used to do. There
was a guy that would call in if he never
liked to get off with me. What he'd liked to do, though,
is he would call There's an I've looked ladies and Jensen,
don't ask. There's a number that you can call and
it's not a to all free number. It's just a number.
And it's not like the nineties like phone a thon
thing where everybody's talking over everybody. You actually, when you call,
you leave your voice like on a voicemail, like for
an inbox, right, and people can call and see who's available,
and once you hang up, your voice disappears from it. Right,
and he would we would live out this fantasy of
him being gone in a way, And what would you
do to me if I was right here, I'm wearing this,
I'm wearing that, And eventually it got to the point of, oh, actually,
my husband's actually listening in, and just like this story,
the guy would go absolutely wild. So there you go
for my listeners. Have you ever blurred the lines between
during partner's absence and discovering new sides of your desires?
What's the hottest, unexpected chat or fantasy that left you
tripping and craving more? And if you do, you know,
delve into these desires or flirty chats. How do you
balance deep love with these wild slutty urges. Would you
ever invite the same electric energy back into your life?
I'd hope so, I hope you would leave it in
Just chat tell me your thoughts. All my links are
in my show notes. Dear Nikki, I've always fantasized about
having a tight knit, mixed group of friends who live
the free use lifestyle. Every time we hang out, no rules,
no hesitation, just pure shameless desire flowing freely between us.
The woman, one of the women, feels that hot, slick
ink between her thighs. She simply straddles one of the guys,
pulls his cock out and sinks down onto him, riding
slow with that deep rest of us, keep chatting like
nothing is going on, her soft moans mixing with the
casual conversation, her breast bouncing gently as she grinds her pussy,
glistening and clinching tight around his thick shaft. If one
of the guys gets hard and needy, he'll just walk
up to any of the women, bend her over the couch,
slide into her dripping pussy or tight ass, and guide
her hand to stroke him or press his throbbing cock
between her soft tits and slippery tip fock. The air
fills with wet stounds, heavy breathing, and the sweet scent
of arousal as bodies move together so naturally. Sometimes the
heat builds so intensely that it sparks a full on orgy.
Clothes tossed aside, mouths and hands everywhere, every hole being
used and filled while we all lose ourselves and wave
after wave of raw pleasure. It's the ultimate freedom, trust, consent,
and the constant delicious availability wrapped in friendship and lust.
I crave the kind of open, filthy bond where desire
is never denied, and every gathering turns into an erotic playground.
Sign your secret for a used fantasy friend. Hello for youse.
I you know I it is only just a few
times that I've heard of this, and you know I'm
going to have to unless some of you have experienced
this in the lifestyle. I might be asking because there's
an event I'm going to. I might be asking around
on how many have a free use group or if
that exists. I mean, obviously it does exist, at least
to them. Right are these people or my listeners? Have
you ever experienced or fantasized about a free use dynamics
with close group of friends? What's the hottest spontaneous moment
you can imagine in that kind of setup? Would you
prefer to be the one initiating or the one being
freely used? And how would you keep it safe? Fun,
consensual and real life version. I'd love to hear it,
Dear Niki. I've always found bald man incredibly hot. The smooth,
warm shine of their heads turns me on in ways
I can't explain. Today I couldn't stop imaging this delicious fantasy.
I straddle a sexy bald man lwering my already dripping
pussy right on top of his smooth head. I start
grinding slowly at first, letting my swollen, sick lips slide
back and forth over that wet, warm bear skin, coating
his scalp my juices while my clint rubs against the
firm curve. The sensation is electric. Every roll of my
hips since sparks through my body. As I feel the
heat of his skin against my most sensitive places, my
wetness glistening on his head, I get more and more
lost in the rhythm, my moons growing louder as I
press harder, rocking and circling until the knee becomes overwhelming.
Then I shift forward, moving my soaked pussy on to
his face, stratting him fully so I can ride his
eager tongue and mouth his smooth head right there beneath me,
still shiny with my arousal, while I grind my clit
against his lips and nose, riding his face with abandon
until I'm trembling and soaking him completely. I'm not entirely
sure how the positioning would work best, or exactly how
he'd need to be laid out for it perfect, but
the whole idea makes me so fucking wet just thinking
about it. It's such a hot, naughty fantasy that I
can't stop touching myself to it. Signed your bald pussy grinder. Okay,
I do actually have a question, could it? Would they be?
Would you want them naturally bald or like some men
like to shave their head for summer, and if they
only shave their head for summer, you want them freshly shaved,
I would hope, because you know five o'clock's double and
shadows and all that. Although that might be you know,
kind of like a friction, but I wouldn't think you'd
have to you could grind that long with that sharp stubble.
I don't know, it's it's an interesting thought. I mean,
I would say it did kind turn me on, but
you know, but I have to say I I also
fine bald ben extremely sexy. You know, maybe I need
a kojak oh wait, I have a brit and for
my listeners, have you ever had a specific body feature
like a bald head, strong hands, or something else that
sparked an intense, unexpected grinding or riding fantasy? Ladies, what
position would make you use that head grinding fantasy feel incredible?
And gentlemen with smooth heads. Would you want her to
take control? And what's the hottest? I just want to
use you for my pleasure. Thought you ever had? Share
the comments in our chats or just follow our show
notes and send them my way directly. Dear Nikki, my
wife and I have been together since we were young,
and we've always had incredible sex life. I've long loved
hearing about her hot past and wild things she did
with previous boyfriends. A couple of years ago, I finally
confessed my fantasy of watching her fuck another man, not
for humiliation, but because I loved the idea of her
being wildly sexual and completely free. At first, she was
very reluctant, instead just a fantasy for a long time.
Over time, she began warming up to it, especially after
learning some of her closest friends were into it and
it actually had done it. The turning point came when
she heard her best friend had taken to a swinger's
club by her boyfriend so she could watch get her
fucked by another guy. Realizing it was more common than
she thought, she slowly got more and more turned on
by the idea. We talked about it extensively. She didn't
want a random one night stand or dating apps, so
I told her that if the right opportunity ever came
along and she truly wanted it, she had my full
blessing to go for it, no need to ask me first.
Several months later, she went out for drinks after work
with colleagues. There was a guy in the same building
who worked for a different company. They met and flirted
lightly before, and that night the chemistry was too strong.
They sat drinking together, getting tipsy, until hours passed and
everyone else had gone home. He started running his hand
up and down her smooth, bare leg under the table.
She was wearing a flowy blue and white knee length
dress and the flat black mules that showed off her
legs incredibly. Things heated up fast. They started kissing passionately,
and soon he invited her back to his place in
the taxi, they couldn't keep their hands off each other.
Once inside, The drinks were poured but quickly forgotten as
they devoured one another. On the couch. He slid his
hands up her thigh and fingered her soaking whip pussy,
while she unzipped him and stroked his heart cock. They
stripped each other eagerly. She dropped her knees, wrapped her big, soft,
natural lips around him, and gave him an incredible blow job,
bringing him right to the edge, before stopping and telling
him she needed him inside her. He put on a condom.
She straddled him on the couch and slowly sank down,
taking every inch. After riding him passionately, they moved upstairs.
She kept only her brawn for a moment before he
removed it and bent her over the bed. He pushed
her deep into her from behind, pounding her heart while
pulling her long red hair. Doggy's her favorite, and she
was getting fucked so intensely was pure bliss for her.
He flipped her over, put her long legs on his shoulders,
and fucked her deep and hard, before she climbed back
on top to ride him again. She didn't come that night,
she rarely does if someone new, but she urged him to.
He bent over once more, thrust hard, then pulled out
and exploded all over her back. They talked for a while,
but the night wasn't over. After some rest, they started
kissing again. She sucked him while he licked her pussy
in a long, hot sixty nine session, when she forced
focused everything on his pleasure, sucking him with those perfect lips.
He filled her mouth with a second load. She came
home very late, slipped into bed quietly, and the next
night she told me the entire story while we were
in bed. I've never been so turned on in my life.
The thought of my beautiful wife having such a free,
slutty night made me raw hard. We fucked like animals
until I was completely spent. It was the first time,
but we're already talking about doing it again soon and
we can't wait. Signed your Hot Wife Encourager. I I
like the idea of your wife slowly, like she took
it all in and tapped to her friends and realized.
You know, her desires aren't alone. Sometimes, as much as
I don't like saying okay, I can feel better about it. No,
my friends are having these desires to do Sometimes it
is nice to know that you're not crazy or you're
not wanting anything that's not something that nobody else wants. Right.
I love that, and I love you that you gave
her a blanket go for it. So thank you for
couraging her. For my listeners. Have you ever shared your
partner or heard the hot past stories in a way
that completely indicted your sex wife. What was the most
thrilling first time moment in your hot wife got cold
or sharing journey Husbands, what's the one detail from your
wife's dine out that turned you on the most? And wives,
what finally made you pull the trigger on that fantasy
you know? Tell me in my show notes, please, Dear Nikki,
my wife checked into that sleek, down down hotel and
invited a stranger up to her room. I watched every
single second over face time, my heart pounding so hard
I could feel at my throat, my breath catching with
every movement. The way he touched her, hungry hands sliding
over her body with raw desire, was absolutely electric and intoxicating.
But nothing hit me harder than hearing her those deep,
unrestrained moans spilling out as he took her, passionate and relentless,
echoing through the phone like the most delicious secret I
wasn't supposed to witness. The thrill was addictive, and the
sharp twisting stress in my chest only made but the
fire burn hotter with every gasp and cry. She came home,
flushed and growing around two a m. We didn't even
make it past the hallway. I reclaimed her right there,
fierce and possessive, then carried her to the bedroom. I
could still taste the knight on her skin and the
feel of how wet she was from him, buried and
tied her. Her moans were mine again, Louder and sweeter
and more intense than ever. Nothing compares to that intoxicating
mix of surrender, jealousy, and pure blazing fire. Signed your
voyeur cleaim reclaimer. I actually liked this. The experience sounds
incredibly intense and arousing. The blend of watching from afar
than reclaiming her with such passion very nice. It's powerful.
How the jealousy, if there was some, sharpens the pleasure
and brings you even closer in the end. And for
my listeners, have you ever watched your partner with someone
else or on my video? What was the most overwhelming
sensation for you? What's the hottest reclaiming moment you've ever had?
Would you prefer watching it in person or through a
screen like face time for the extra layer of distance
and tension. And how does the mix of jealousy if
there is some, and lust fill in your body? I
like the FaceTime thing. But I think if I was
to say, watch me on FaceTime or whatever video chat
thing we're doing, I would ask for you to keep
that pent up energy for me when I got home.
That's what I'm thinking. Yeah, I think I like that,
Dear Nikki. This happened many years ago. Our parents were
on holiday in the same town, and her younger sister,
who just happened to finish high school, followed us around
like a little puppy. One day, we parked next to
a peaceful river playing music softly. My girlfriend and I
were sitting outside while our sister stayed in the car
listening to tunes. My girlfriend reached into my pants, pulled
out my hardcock, sled her short to the side, and
slow lowered herself on to me. The feeling of the
sinking deep into a warm, wet pussy right there in
the open air was incredible. We started slowly fucking like that,
her rocking gently on my lap with my cock buried
inside her, while her sister came out and joined us
on the grass. We kept going slow and said joel.
For nearly half an hour, my girlfriend sitting on my
lap with my dick deep in her pussy, the entire time,
the risk and exposure making everything feel so much more intense.
It was fucking hot. Eventually, we sent her sister back
to the car to change the music so my girlfriend
could safely get off me. Yes, I came deep inside her,
filling her up while we were right there in the
open and the bonus. Years later, I finally fucked her
sister and told her the whole story. She said, remember
that day clearly and had suspected we were fucking. She
even admitted it. It turned her on back then signed
your risky river Rider. I like that slow, risky public
fuck your girlfriend there while her sister was so close,
deliciously naughty and exhibitionistic. I love how the memory stayed
hot and eventually led to even more shared pleasure. Question
for you guys, have you ever had sex in front
of someone who didn't fully realize what was happening or
risk in a semi public spot. What's the most arousing
exhibitionist moment from your past? Would you enjoy a slow,
sneaky fuck while someone sits nearby or do you prefer
them knowing exactly what's going on? Have you ever revisited
an old risky memory with a new partner. Tell me
how it phelt. You can send it directly to me
at Nikki and Ikky at deernikki dot com, anonymously through
our website at deernikki dot com under the confession stab,
you were just slide in my discordiums, I do read that,
you know, Dear Nikki, I lived with a female roommate,
were not in any kind of relationship. One day, while
talking about sexual experiences, she mentioned she had none, and
completely out of the blue, she yet as she could
try giving me a blowjob. I was surprised, but after
making sure she really wanted to, I said yes. She
got topless, revealing the most gorgeous, huge, flawless pair of
brast I've ever seen. She knelt down and started sucking me.
It was pretty good for her first time, but what
drove me absolutely wild was the sight of those heavy,
perfect tits bouncing gently as she worked. I came hard
not long after, and to my surprise, she swallowed every job.
A couple of days later, she asked again, then the
next day, and soon it became a daily thing, sometimes
twice a day or more. She told me she just
loves the taste of my cumb. She's autistic and very
picky with her food, but she says my cumb feels
like a safe, comforting food for her. She started entering
my room without knocking, topless or ther top lifted, pulling
my cock out, and milking me whenever she felt like it.
It's now become this free use routine. She'll walk in
at any random moment. The second I see her bare
breast swinging heavily toward me, my mind just switches off.
I get rock hard, instantly, completely transfixed. She knows exactly
what she's doing, usually wrapping those warm, soft tits around
my shaft for a slippery tipped fuck while sucking the
head or going straight for a deep, skilled low job.
She makes me come so fast it's almost embarrassing, swallowing
every thick spurt before casually saying thanks and leaving, Even
if I try to resist or tell myself I want
to watch porn instead. The moment those perfect breasts appear,
all rational thought vanishes. I'm helpless. My body betrays me
every single time. Normally I need a long recovery, because
she can make me hard and drain me again just
minutes later if she wants It's like she has total
control over my cock and I have almost done. I'm
confused by now how much it turns me on, the powerlessness,
the constant draining, knowing I can't even get hard for
anything else because she's always already take in every drop.
On one hand, I feel incredible lucky, but it feels
so fucking good. On the other, it can be frustrating,
but that frustration and surrender only makes me hornier for
the next visit. Signed your helpless roommate come to Spenser.
I don't think there's anybody listening right now that's a
gentleman or a lady that uh, you know, is just
they're gonna envious of you. Let's put it that way.
I don't know, would you guys, Would you guys want
somebody to just on a whim when their horny, just
come in and take advantage of you? But you know, huh,
I don't know every whim. I don't know, everywhem might
become too much special if it's like this, I don't know.
I have things to do people for my listeners. Have
you ever had a roommate or friend turn a casual
sexual experiment into a regular free use routine, and what's
the most surprising I can't resist moment you've experienced? Guys,
how would you feel about being milked on demand like
this even when you think you're not in the mood?
And has anyone else discovered that being constantly drained can
be strangely arousing in its own frustrating way. Tell me
your thoughts. I like them dirty, Dear Nikki. I've had
a lild a lot of of wild sex experiences over
the years, but one of the craziest happened while I
was hitch hiking across the city. A couple pulled over
in the sedan and we exchanged the usual small talk
about where I was headed. The car had this classic
wide bench seat up front. The girlfriend was a total hottie,
wearing tiny daisy duke shorts and a loose tank top
with no bra her nipples already visible hard against the
thin fabric. She was sitting right in the middle next
to her boyfriend and invited me to squeeze in beside her.
I hopped in and off we went down the road.
After about an hour and a half, the boyfriend said
he needed to stop at the store for cigarettes as
soon as he stepped inside, the hottie started rubbing my
inner thigh, her fingers boldly sliding up to my crotch.
My cock hardened instantly under her touch, throbbing against my jeans.
I was nervous as hell, constantly glancing toward the store,
terrified he'd come back and lose it. I tried pushing
her hand away, but she smiled, took my hand and
guided it up between her smooth, warm thighs until my
fingers pressed against her soaked hussy. While she rubbed my
hand against her dripping folds. She leaned in and whispered
in a low, sultry voice, It's okay, he doesn't mind
if we do this. My heart was racing when I
saw him coming back. I ate my hand away, but
she immediately started stroking me again, squeezing my aching bales.
The boyfriend stopped at the front car, tapped on his
new pack of cigarettes, looked right at us with a
knowing smile. She kept caressing my thigh and cack while
he lit up and walked over to the driver's side.
He grinned at her and said, hmm, looks like you're
having some fun with our rider. Then he looked me
dead in the eyes and added, it's okay, feels good,
don't it. All I could matter was uh huh, as
he smiled and started driving again back on the road.
Her hand never left my throbbing cock, bessaging me through
my jeans until I was leaking precumb She casually reached
over to her boyfriend, slipping her hand down his loose
shorts to stroke him too. Then she loosened her own shorts,
pulled my hand back inside and giggled, I need some
attention too. I looked at him in the chalk, but
he grinned, did nod a disapproval. My fingers explored her slick,
swollen pussy while she kept working both of us, the
car filled with the sweet musky scent of her aroussal
After a while, he pulled off the highway into a
quiet country road and then on to the entrance of
an isolated field. You want to fuck that pussy he'd
been playing with, don't you, he asked me, turning to her,
and then he added, think you and to handle both
of us. She giggled breathlessly, it's about time. My panties
are soaked, and she was right. Her panty were absolutely
dripping with need. He hopped out, and in seconds she
stripped off her shorts and tanked top. Lying back on
the wide seat, She starts sucking her boyfriend while looking
at me with hungry eyes, saying, you gonna fuck me?
I just watched. I shoved my jeans down, possitioning myself
between her spread thighs, and thrust deep inside her tight,
wet heat. The feeling was incredible, hot, silky, and so eager.
While she moaned around her boyfriend's cock. I fucked her harder,
the cock car raining gently with every stroke with all
the built up tension. Her boyfriend came first just after
a few minutes, groaning as he filled her mouth. She
kept sucking him through it, one hand, still gripping my
ass and pulling me deeper. Her moans grew louder and
more desperate. Fuck me, fuck me harder. I could feel
her pussy clenching and pulsing as she got close. Then
she screamed, her whole body shaking in a powerful orgasm
that pushed me over the edge. I was buried myself
as deep as I could and exploded inside her, flotting
her with thick, hot comb. While we came together afterward,
everything felt so casual. He pulled up his shorts thee
she slipped her clothes back on and fixed her hair.
I yanked my jeans up. We all just sat there
for a moment, breathing heavily, the air thick with the
scent of secks. He drove to the highway, stepped on
the entrance and said, well, this is as far as
we're going. I hope you have a good ride. She
leaned over and gave me a deep kiss and whispered
thanks babe, and Grenda replied, thank you, it was an
amazing ride. They turned and around and headed back the
way they came. While I was still thumbing out again,
still buzzing from the wildest edgehike adventure of my life,
signed your Lucky hitchhiking Ride. Okay, I'm gonna admit it.
I watched too many ID Murder channel stories. This was
not my thing, but it's hot. I will admit that.
But this would not be my luck, right just saying
I wouldn't do this this day, So I'm gonna think
this is probably way beck when maybe even then I
probably still wouldn't have done it. For my listeners have
you ever had a wild, unexpected sexual encounter while traveling
or hitchhiking. What's the craziest I can't believe this is
a happening moment you've experienced on the road. Would you
join a couple who clearly had this planned or does
this surprise element make it hotter? And what's the most
public or risky place you've ever fucked? Tell me all
your filthy details. My links are in my show notes.
Dear Nikki, there's this big Fourth of July party every
year at a friend's house up on the hill, an
incredible view where you can see fireworks exploding across the
whole country. The house is beautiful, the crowd is huge,
the food and drinks are endless, and the whole vibe
feels like a wild fancy. It's so different from my
regular life, so why not dive in and do my part.
I spotted this tall, handsome guy with dark hair getting
a drink. He looked great, nice shirt, belt, jeans, the
whole package. I tried catching his eye from across the room,
but it didn't happen, so I moved closer. He was
trying not to stare, which made it even more fun
to let him see me looking. When our eyes finally locked,
the heat was instant. We started talking and it flowed easily.
I let my arm brush against his and love the
way he smiled. He told me how good I looked
at my spaghetti strap, blue tank top and white denim shorts.
I looked at him with my lips parted, letting out
a soft little sigh. His eyes narrowed with clear desire.
I stepped closer, almost pressing myself against him, and his
warm hand slid up from my elbow up to my shoulder.
We kissed, deep, hungry, and so good. I laughed softly
against his mouth, thinking about fireworks. I told him exactly
what I wanted. He looked surprised but excited and said, okay.
I wanted to drop to my knees right there in
front of everyone. But we slipped inside and found a
quiet laundry room, locking us door behind us. There was
a stack of folded towels on the counter. I grabbed one,
dropped to the floor at his feet, and grinned up him.
He laughed and said, fuck, you're hot. I could feel
myself getting soaked. I did smell, pulled his pants down
and was pleasantly surprised by his thick, mostly hard cock.
My mouth watered instantly. I knelt on the towel, wrapped
my hand around his shaft, and gave the had a
few teasing slaps against my tongue before taking him in.
I started slow, wet socks around the head, letting my
spit run down the length while stroking him. Then I
took him deeper, swirling my tongue, sir blurping noisily, looking
up at him the whole time. I slowly worked him
into my throat until my nose pressed against him and
held him there. His groan was pure bliss. I pulled
back string a spit dripping from my lips, and asked playfully,
you liked that, before diving back down again and again,
thucking him with my throat, stroking, slurping, taking him as
deep as I could. He was moaning and groaning, completely
lost in it. When he warned me he was close,
I pulled back just enough, stroking him with fast, With
my mouth open and tongue out come in my tongue,
I begged a lot of taste you. He let out
a desperate groan and exploded, filling my mouth with big,
warm load. I swallowed every drop, licked him clean, and
held on to him while he softened. He told me
it was amazing that I was amazing. I grinned, tossed
the towel aside, and went back outside like nothing had happened.
We talked a little more, and I really liked it.
I gave him my number. Who knows what might happen
next your Fourth of July party? Girl. I like when
women take control of ourselves and what we want. I
personally probably wouldn't be the spoils unless I really knew him,
But you know, I do find it sexy when we
actually go after what we want sexually and clearly define
it for my listeners, have you ever given or received
a quick, risky blow job at the party or a
crowded event. What's the most thrilling public or me public
oral moment you had. Ladies, what's your favorite way to
surprise a guy and show off your skills? And gentlemen,
how would you react if a hot stranger knelt down
for you in the middle of a party. Remember allmleys
are in my show notes. Dear Nikki, I've been feeling
bored with a life lately, but My incredibly hot best
friend has been starring in more and more of my fantasies.
She's so stunning that sometimes I wonder what it'd be
like to fuck her, but I don't want to risk
our long friendship by making the move. Last weekend, we
went out to another town for a change of scenery.
We had dinner at a lovely restaurant with great wine,
then headed to a cozy bar with hundreds of craft beers,
where we met up with her sister. I hadn't seen
her sister in a long time since she moved away
for studies, but damn she had changed for the better.
She looked really pretty with the toned body that showed
her hard work. Drank several beers and the vibe turned
flirty fast. My best friend started talking to a cute
guy and eventually left with him, telling she she meet
me at her sister's place the next morning. That left
me alone with her sister. Our conversation quickly became very
suggestive as we talked about my fringe it was probably doing.
Her sister even shared a story about once walking in
on her with a cock deep in her throat, which
turned me on more than I expected. After our last beer.
We went back to her place. She asked if I
wanted the couch or to join her in bed. I
chose the bed. We both stripped down just to a
thong and a tight taketop Lying there, we kept talking
about sacks, and suddenly she leaned in and kissed me.
It was the first time kissing a girl, soft, tender,
and suddenly exciting. I kissed her back as her hands
roamed over my back, grabbing my neck, pulled my hair gently,
then sliding down to squeeze my ass. I did the
same softly, kneading her breasts. They felt incredible. Her hand
moved between my cheeks, pushing my thong aside. She massaged
my sense of skin between my ass and my pussy
while her thumb, before sliding her thumb in my entrance.
A shiver ran through me and I felt myself getting
soaking wet. We rolled around, my hand, slipping into her
panties to feel her slick folds. I circled her clid
and slid my fingers through her wetness, while she moaned
into my ear and left bite marks on my neck.
While I slipped a finger inside her. She lost it
completely and my own pussy was dripping with excitement. She
flipped me onto my back, pulled off my top, and
sucked and kissed my nipples before moving down. She kissed
my at her thighs, then licked and sucked my pussy
lips after removing my thong. The moment she up, my
lips spread open with her sensational Her tongue felt unbelievable, soft, gentle,
and then the perfect in every way. She slid two
fingers inside me and I had the shakest, most intense
orgasm of my life. I returned the favor, loving how
sweet she tasted compared to anything else. I licked, sucked,
and fingered her until she came hard, which almost pushed
me over the edge. She grabbed a dildo from her nightstand,
deep throated it, then straddled my face, slid it into
my pussy while I ate her out and fingered her ass.
She fucked me with a toy and we both came
again explosively. I put her on all fours, fingered her
dripping pussy, then replaced my fingers with the dildo. She
fucked it back against it so hard. The sight of
her stretched and taking it deep was mesmerizing. We kept
going coming over and over until we were completely exhausted, sweaty,
and Belle's sleep tangled together. The next morning, we showered
together before my best friend arrived. She told us all
about her knife, while we stayed quiet about ours. I've
always wanted my best friend, but never wanted to risk
our friendship. Now I think I've found the perfect solution.
Signed your secret girl on Girl Explorer. Ah, my first
time with the girl not like this, This would have
not I'm telling you my last time with a woman.
Absolutely hot, tender, but intense, great orgasms. Oh, keeping a
secret well ish for my listeners. Have you ever had
a surprising first time with someone of the same gender,
especially someone connected to a friend. What was the most
intense or tender moment for you, ladies? What's a you
the most about your first lesbian experience? Has anyone ever
found a creative way to explore fantasies about a best
friend without taking the friendship? I'd like to hear about it. Definitely,
Dear Nikki. I love turning straight husbands into my eager sluts.
There's nothing hotter than finding those deal dads or curious
married men who secretly crave being dominated and used. The
A's so masculine on the outside, but the second they're
alone with me, they drop to their knees, desperate to plead.
They're always so eager to bottom and submit completely. Nothing
turns me on more than taking a big, strong married
man and making him moan like a whore while he
takes my thick cock deep. I love hearing them gasp
and whimper calling me daddy as I stretch their tight
asses and turn them into my personal to the constant
betraying their everyday straight life, and the way they surrender
bagging for roar is absolutely intoxicating. Every time I push
in deeper and watch them push back, craving every inch,
it drives me wild. They start off nervous but end
up completely broken in the best way, shaking, leaking, and
addicted to being my slut. I live for those moments
when a supposedly straight husband has bent over, moaning my
name and reeling how a hunch he loves getting fucked
signed Your husband's lutting daddy, Ah, the hot, pure masculine man,
There's nothing like it. But again, as I always say,
your definition of a masculine man is going to be
my different definition. Most likely I have some similarities, but
it's very interesting what women or even a man will
consider a man. For my lie, have you ever been
the straight or married guy who secretly craves submitting to
another man or the one who helped bring it out?
What's the most intense I can't believe I'm doing this
moment you've ever had? Husbands are curious guys, what secretly
turns you on about the idea of being slutted out?
And for my tops, what's your favorite part of turning
a straight man into an eager bottom? Remember tell me
your own fantasies or anybody else's at Nikki and Ikky
at Dearniki dot com, anonymously through our website at Dearnicki
dot com under our confession Stab and Don't Forget. You
can also slide in my DMS on my Discord channel.
I do love hearing from everyone. By the way, these
stories tonight, Wow, they remind us how empowering it feels
to surrender to curiosity, to chase that electric thrill, and
to explore new pleasures without shame. Whether it's a bold
neo fantasy that's simmering in the back of your mind,
or a completely unexpected first time that leaves you breathless
and soaked. Giving yourself permission to feel everything can be
incredibly liberating. There's something so beautiful about a moment when
you let go of shoulds and simply lean into what
turns you on. Whether it's the slick heat of trying
something brand new, or the rush of being freely used
by friends, or the tender intensity of discovering pleasure with
someone unexpected. These confessions show us that desire doesn't have
to be complicated, just has to be honest, consensual, and
deliciously yours. And now it's time for our riddle. Okay,
here your name, Here we go. What do you put
in your mouth blow and then swallow? Anybody guessing? I'll
read it again? What do you put in your mouth
blow and then swallow? Are we giving up or we
still buzzing? It's chewing gum. I thought this was a
good one, by the way. I know you guys are
gonna answer you. But I know this is a good
one because I picked it. Okay, are we ready for
a naughty tuck in? There you go? I can't stop
thinking about this confession you sent me the way. You
want to lay me down, eat my dripping pussy for
hours on end. No teasing and edging until I'm backing. No,
you want to make me come until you decide you're done,
locking your strong arms around my thighs, keeping your hungry
mouth buried between my legs. No many, how many times
I explode God just thinking about it. Ask my cunt
throbbing and soaking through my panties right now so here,
I am whispering this filthy story straight into your air
like it's only you and me. And let's start room gesture,
personal cow, hungry slut, telling you exactly had surrendered to you.
You'd push me back onto the big soft bed, my
legs spreading wine for you as you kneel between them.
Your eyes devour me first, staring at my mouth, smooth
swollen pussy, lips already glistening with arousal my clip peeking
out begging for attention. Look how wet you are already
for me? But I just moaned softly, tips twitching and anticipation.
You start slow teasing me like a crave, soft kisses
along the inside of my thighs, your hot breath ghosting
over my slick folds. My heart beat pounds in my ears,
my nipples tight and aching. Then your tongue fuck. It
tracks flat and slow from my dripping hole all the
way up to my throbbing clit, and one look, surey slick.
The sensation hits me like lightning, warm, wet, perfect pressure.
I gasp, sholy, my back arcing as your tongue circles
my clit with deliberate teasing strokes. You moan into my pussy,
a vibration buzzing straight to my core, making my walls clinch.
Your hands slide under my ass, lifting me slightly so
you can bury your face deeper. I feel every detail,
the slick heat of your tongue lapping at my juices,
the way you suck my swollen clit between your lips
and flick rapidly. My first orgasm builds fast, hot, coiling
tension in my belly. You sense it. Lock your arms
around my thighs, biceps prussing firmly against the backs of
my legs, penning me wide open, no escape. Your mouth's
seals over my clit as I shatter, sucking harder while
the two thick fingers slide deep to my tight, flattering gunt.
The wet scuotch of them, pumping in and out fills
the room as I come hard, gushing around your fingers.
My juice is flooding your chin, but you don't stop,
keep licking through every spasm, dragging out the pleasure, just
as like I fantasized slow right at the peak. So
the orgasm stretches into this endless melting wave. Oh wu yes,
don't stop, I moan breathlessly, my hands fisting the sheets.
My hussy is hyper sensitive now, but your grip is iron.
You flatten your tongue and grind it firmly against my
clit and slow steady circles while those fingers curl and
sieb me, stroking my g spot obscene precision. The second
orgasm crashes over me, slower, deeper, my thighs trembling violently
against your shoulders. I squirt, this time, a hot rush
of clear fluid splashing your face as my walls convulse
wildly around your fingers. You growl hungrily and lap it
all up, drinking me like I'm the sweetest nectar, your
tongue plunging jeep into my spasmic hole to chase s
every drop. The musky scent of my arousal is thick
in the air, mixing with the obscene, wet sounds of
your mouth devouring me hours. That's what this fantasy is.
You settle in like you could do this forever, face
buried between my spread thighs, Your jaw works relentlessly, long
slow drags of your tongue through my slick folds that
take my terms and curl and my breath hitch. Then
a sudden hard on my clit that rips desperate screams
from my throat every time I come. You keep going,
locking me tighter, making me ride the aftershocks straight into
my next peak. By the third orgasm, I'm sweaty, shaking mess.
My pussy is soppy, dripping and wrecked. My juicest coat
in your face, run down my ass, soak the sheets
beneath me. My heart beat thunders, my moans turning into
the horse as you have a third finger stretching me
open while your tongue lashes my clit. Come for me, dickie,
You mumble against my soak flesh, the words vibrating roughly
as I do, sploating with gush that soaks your wrists,
my whole body convulsing as you finger fucked me through
it with mercy. The stretch, the slick heat, the constant
pressure on my clit. It's overwhelming. I feel like I'm
floating and seeing stars, close to saying God. The moment
you described you very perfectly, the gentle licking to let
me catch my breath, then the aggressive sucking and thrusting
that drags me under again. My fourth, fifth, sixth orgasms
blur into one long, shuddering thigh. My thighs quiver uncontrollably,
my pussy clinching and fluttering NonStop around your fingers and tongue.
The filthy squelching sounds never stop. You flip me on
to my stomach after what feels like an eternity, yanking
my hips up so my ass is high in the air,
face down, ass up for you. Your tongue drags from
my swollen plit all the way to my tight little asshole,
rowing me with slow, wet circles while your fingers plunge
back to my cut. The dual sensation makes me cry out,
pushing back against your face like a desperate horr. You
tongue fuck my ass while finger fucking my pussy, Your
thumb rub tight circles around my clit. Another moss of
orgasm rips through me, my walls, milking your fingers. My
asshole pulsing against your tongue as I squirt again, soaking
your chest. You keep me like that. Rage is devouring
my pussy and ass from behind. Arms locked around my
thighs to hold me in place. I lose count of
how many times I come eight ten. Each one leaves
me more wrecked, My voice raw, my body trembling. The
sensory overload is insane. A slight glide of your tongue,
the musky taste of your savoring. You've seen what sounds echoing.
My clit is swollen and hypersensitive, but you never saw
you suck it like a tiny cock, humming vibrations into
it while your finger's pistin deep fast, making the wettest,
sloppiest noises. Finally, you flip me onto my back again,
your face shiny with my cream and dark flust. Now
I need to feel the greedy cut around my cock.
You growl. Your thick card cock presses against my entrance,
rubbing up and down my slick folds teasing my clit
with a fat head. I'm so wet it slides uneasily,
thrusting in bottom me out in one's loud stroke. The
stretch is perfect, feeling me completely. You fluck me slow
at first, long grinding strokes. I hit every sense of
spot while your hands pin my thighs open. My tits
bounce with each thrust. My moans picking with the constant
sclatch of her cock. You speed up, pounding me harder.
The bed creaks, skin slaps loudly. I come again around
your cock while's fluttering and squeezing you tight as the
fresh juice gushes out. You don't slow down, flipping onto
my side, lifting one link high, seek and rail me
even deeply, watching your thick shaft disappear into my straight
into my creamy hole. I'm back into missionary, my ankles
on your shoulders, folding me in half while you drive
balls deep with raw power. Each thrust hits my cervix,
sending sparks or me. You rub my clit at the
same time, feeling a throb under your fingers until I
explode once more. We collapsed together, your cock still buried insigh,
my cum filled cunt twitching the last pulses. I'm wrecked,
trembling a cum drenched mess. Pussy linking are combined juices
into the sheets, thighs quivering, body covered in sweat. You
kiss me deeply, letting me taste myself on your tongue.
Your fingers lazily circle my over sensitive clit, drawing out
one last week spasm. Fuck, that's what I need, I whispered, breathlessly,
My voice hoarse hours are your mouth owning my pussy,
making me come until I can't think straight. Then your
cocks stretching me and feeling me, pumping me full. I
clinch around you, savoring the messy fulness. Next time you
listen to this, Oh aught you stroking that cock, matching
locking my thighs down well like gush all of your
face again and again. Because I'm addicted now, I want
you to follow me like that every single time until
your jaw prants my pussiest rolling and dripping, never stop
until you decide I'm finished. Thank you so much for listening,
my loves. If these stories got you wet, aching or inspired,
send your own confessions to Nikki and Ikky at dear
Nikki dot com anonymously through our website at dear Nikki
dot com under a confession, stab or chop them in
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just scored live shows and spicy community fun. Until next time,
stay here, stay shameless, and keep chasing me. What makes
you throb? This is Nikky signing off. Have sweet and
filthy dreams and don't forget to tell me about them.
Good Night, everybody,