Speaker 1: Hey, filthy listeners, Welcome back to Nikki after Dark, the
only place where your dirtiest secrets get read out loud
and we get a little wet together. I'm your host, Nikki,
and tonight we've got three confessions so hot they might
melt your headphones. First up, a sweet fifty year old
school volunteer MILF on a late night bus ride home
with a bunch of sleeping seniors when her twenty one
year old former student slips under the blanket and turns
her into the ultimate naughty teacher. A twenty eight year
old in her full slut era post for an ad
for a pillow princess treatment, strangers show up and just
eat her pussy, no reciprocation required. And finally, one lucky
wife reveals how one simple question from her husband, would
you ever want another cock in the bedroom? Turn their
marriage into a non stop hot wife. But before we
dive into all these filthy stories, I've got this spicy
listener question. Dear Nikki, my husband's been bagging me to
dominate him in bed lately, but I've never done anything
like that, and I'm nervous as hell. Should I try it?
And how would I even start without feeling awkward or silly.
So tell me, listeners, if your partner suddenly asked you
to take complete control in the bedroom, would you go
for it or shut it down? And what's the one
thing you wish someone had told you before you first
tried any kind of power play or role reversal or me,
when you guys can hear me five minutes ago, I've
been blessed were my partners. It seemed like they naturally
know when I need that dominant side, which is pretty
much all the time. I'll he be dominated in bed,
but they don't seem like it in person, but they
know how. It's just like a natural flip of and
the switch. So I wouldn't know where to begin, but
I do always believe in communication and start with the
simple things, and when the mood hits and lust haze
hits and they get really into it, yeah, this stuff
will follow, That's what I think. Yeah, it is easier
than you think. Yeah, like easy. It's easy to start
with the small things like spanking or well I think
spanking's easy, but you know, maybe pull my hair a bit.
I love my hair bowl during sex, like that's why
I like leaving it in a pot detail, especially when
I'm giving hat. I love it. When I'm giving hat,
I like to move it down to like almost the
face of my scalp. And I have long hair, so
definitely like being controlled that way too. Okay, it's time
for tonight filthy sounding riddle that's actually squeaky, clean, less
and close. I come with a great pair and people
love to eat me. I keep that one in the
back of your dirty mind, and I'll give you 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 explore some erotic fantasies from people just like you
and me. Dear Nikki, my friend Matt was staying with
us for a couple of nights. We were all sitting
down having something to eat when the usual flirting between
Matt and my girlfriend Carla kicked off again. They've always
been like that, suggestive comments, dirty little jokes, and plenty
of laughter. This night was no different. After a good laugh,
Matt headed up to bed. Carla said she was going
to have a shower before we turned in. Just as
she was about to go upstairs. My phone rang. It
was a client whose CCTV system was acting up. He
was leaving early the next morning and really needed it fixed,
so even though it was late, I agreed to pop over.
He only lives five minutes away. I told carlight wouldn't
be long and go ahead with her shower. The fix
was quick and easy. When I sat down at my
laptop to double check everything was working, I accidentally logged
into our own home CCTV instead of the clients. What
I saw made my heart stop. There was Carla walking
out of our bathroom, completely naked, her beautiful body on
full display. I couldn't look away. Then she suddenly stopped
outside the spare bedroom where Matt was sleeping. She put
down and peered through the keyhole. I quickly switched the
feed to the spare room camera, and there was Matt Stark,
naked on the bed, kneeling with his hard cock sticking
straight out. He was sniffing a pair of Carla's panties,
slowly jerking himself with thumb and forefinger wrapped tightly around
his shaft. His cock was thick, six hunches, dark pubes
at the base a big pink purple head swollen and shiny.
Before I could even process it, Carla opened the door
and stepped inside. What are you doing, you dirty bervart,
and how'd you get hold of my panties? She said,
with a teasing smile. Matt froze midstroke, staring at my
naked girlfriend. In seconds, Carla was on the bed beside him,
pressing her full tits against his arm, her pussy brushing
his naked thigh, one hand sliding over his ass, and
teasing his crack while her fingers reached under to play
with him. She pulled his hand away from his cock
and wrapped her own fingers around it, sliding down to
fondle his heavy balls and run them through his thick bush.
Matt groan loudly as she stroked him. He grabbed her
black ass and pulled her heart against him and started
playing with her tits while his cock throbbed in her hand,
fains bulging head glisp with pre comb. Carla kept teasing
his balls and ass until he was whimpering. Then she
started jerking him properly, smooth rhythmic strokes. It only took
about five minutes before Matt grunted loudly shoved his lips forward,
gripped her ass tight, and shot rope after a rope
of calm across the bed. Panting. He stayed there on
his knees with his softening cock dripping. Carla got on
all fours in front of him, arching her back and
showing off her black pussy and wet pussy. Do you
like my black ass?
Speaker 2: Then?
Speaker 1: Matt didn't hesitate. He gripped her thighs and started sliding
his cockhead up and down her ass crack, jerking himself
furiously between her cheeks with a deep grunt. He pushed
harder and unloaded again, his warm cum splashing over her
smooth black skin, running down her crack, and trickling down
her thighs. After he finished, he stepped back, a long
strand of cumb still hanging from his half hard cock
to the carpet. I quickly called Carla to say I
was on my way home. When I walked in, she
was already in bed waiting for me, acting completely innocent,
still rock hard from everything I'd watched. I slid my
hand up her bare thigh and stroked her pussy. She
was absolutely soaked. Did you and Matt have a good
time while I was out, I asked, Carla looked at
me with white eyes, No Matt to sleep. I just showered.
I laughed and said, come on, my dirty little slut,
I can feel how wet your pussy is. I know
what you like with another man, and I watched the
whole thing on CCTV. So tell me, did you enjoy
it as much as I enjoyed? You signed your secretly
Filthy voyeur. Okay, here's my question. He's watching this over
at a person's house that he's fixing CCTV. Does the
other person see I mean, I mean he had to
have been watching it a little more than like two
seconds the way he describes it, so he really kind
of you know, that's my thought anyway, like, hey, is
it working?
Speaker 2: Oh?
Speaker 1: What's going on there? And questions from my author, how
did it feel knowing your girlfriend was playing with your
friend while you're watching live? Did it turn you on
more than expected? And listeners? Would you have stayed quiet
like he did or rushed home to join in? Would
you want to watch your partner with someone else or
the jealousy takeover? I think that would be interesting to catch.
Sounds like they're kind of an open relationship. I mean
the way it ended, so I think cctv' kind of
gives it another you definitely, watch Carl, I would be mesmerized.
I think I'd watch, though, definitely, I think i'd want
him to as well. I don't know that CCTV thing
brings a whole new element into it. Dear Nikki, it
had been two weeks since our first shaving session, and
our schedules finally sinked up for round two. In the meantime,
we kept working together, exchanging knowing looks that made everything
feel exciting instead of awkward. One day, I fulled Sarah
aside and gave her clear instructions on how to prepare
for our next date. It was a warm summer Sunday
night when she walked over to my place around eight pm.
She looked cute and a flattering top and jeans step
up from her usual hoodies. We hugged, she grabbed a
cold beer, and we spent some time chatting on the deck.
After a bit of small talk, I asked if she
followed my instructions. Yes, I think I'm already, but it
looks awful, she laughed. I told her to work it too,
trim as much as her pubic care as possible to
scissors beforehand. Okay, let's go check it out inside. I
told her to take off her clothes. She did obediently.
It was such a relief to see those big, beautiful
titties again. But I was dying to see her pussy.
Lay back and spread your legs from me. Sarah seemed
to be enjoying the exposure, this time, much less shy
than before. Her public hair was short and patchy, still
a lot to shave, but way better than last time.
I had her lift her legs so I could get
a better look. She giggled and asked what I was
looking for. I just laughed and told her the truth.
I just liked looking at her pussy. I told her
to start a hot shower and that i'd join her
in a moment. The shower had a built in seat,
which was perfect. I diverted the spray and had her
sit down with legs spread wide, and rubbed a fancy
shaved cream into her stumble. She was nervous as I
started with the short, smooth strokes on the outer edges.
I wiped away the access with the washcloth, and soon
most of the hair above the pussy was gone, I
placed her finger tips on her click and told her
to rub herself gently as long as she didn't get
in the way. Then I had her left one foot
onto the seat so I could carefully shave along the
right side of her labia, then the left. I switched
to tweezers at a small razor before delicate areas, no nix.
It was starting to look incredibly clean and sexy. Sarah
stood up to stretch and admire how smooth she already looked.
I wonder I wasn't finished yet. Then she turned around,
bent over and had her spread her ass cheeks. She
was clearly starting to love exposing herself. I plied more
cream and shaved carefully behind the pussy and around her asshole.
After ensing, I gave her a thorough inspection with tweezers
from behind, making sure every inch was completely hairless. When
she stood up and started touching herself, I stopped her
wait one more step. I sprayed her with warm water
every angle, then gently massaged warm cocoanut oil all of
her freshly shaved pussy. Oh my god, that feels amazing,
she moaned, totally different than before. Thank you, it looks
so cute too. Always keep it like this, now, why
would you ever let yours grow out? I explained that
the first twenty four hours after shaving is the most sensitive,
and sax feels incredible with boat partners are bald and smooth. Okay,
can I do you? She asked eagerly. I cautiously agreed
to let her do a part of it. She sat
me down, did an excellent job on the area above
and around the base of my cock, which stayed raw
card the whole time. I occasionally struck myself with extra
shave cream. I took over my balls while she knelt close,
watching intently. Then she insisted on doing my prendium. Finally,
she made me stand, turn round, bend over so she
could shave me from behind. No one had ever inspected
or shaved me in that position before. It was surprisingly hot.
After rinsing me, she rubbed cook and the oil all
over my newly smooth skin. I pulled her down and
rubbed her face all over my cock and balls and prudenium.
Before sliding into her mouth. She pushed my foreskin back
with her lips. I don't think that was on purpose,
but I felt incredible. I returned the favor, burying my
face and her slick bolmpussy and licking and fingering her
until she came hard and fast. We dried off and
rubbed more coc and oil over her entire body. In
the bedroom, I sat in the towel covered the chair
and had her use her huge tits for slippery tit job.
I even spread my legs and rubbed one of her
big nipples under and over my balls. The sensation was unreal.
Sara said she wanted to ride me. She straddled my
lap and slowly sank down on my de cock, moaning
boks so cool. As she walked, my fifth shaft disappeared
into her tight bald pussy. She ground on me in
slow circles, then started thrusting up into her. We switched
positions on her on her back the edge of the
bad one leg up in a scissor position, while I
alternated between deep hammering and grinding our smooth pubic areas together.
When I felt close, I pulled out and used a
tight ring grip at the base of my cock to
hold off for a couple of minutes. I asked what
positions she wanted to finish? You get behind me the
class time. She smiled with a good smile translation fuck
me doggles doggy style really hard. I got behind her
on all floors, slammed m deep, and started pounding her
with long, powerful strokes until I was absolutely pummeling her.
She eventually asked me to slow down so she could
rub her clit when she started coming. I stayed buried
deep inside her, feeling at her pussy spasm around me.
I warned her I was about to come hard when
I pulled out, get on your back quickly. I'm going
to come over you. I hadn't come since we planned
this night and the shaving had been incredible foreblay. I
pulled her as shakes apart and fucked her furiously until
I couldn't hold back. I pulled out with a wet
sound and told her to lie back. I wanted to
bind load on every che of her. I started by
shooting across the top of her pussy, then two quick
ropes diagonally across her mound. I stepped forward and painted
a thick streak from her bellia button up to her
right breast. Then I stood over her face and unloaded
a long, heavy squirt that had her nose and sealed
her left eyes shut. Another glove landed straight into her
open mouth as she tried to speak. I held her
head gently and gave her two fine, little law large
shots across her cheek, temple, and forehead, with some landing
in her hair. With her looking up at me with
one eye open, I had to open her mouth again
squeeze out the last thick blob on to her tongue.
She swallowed awkwardly, then wiped the cumb from her eye.
My cock was still hard, so I slid back into
her cumb covered hairless pussy for gentle strokes before pulling
out again. Sara just laid there, admiring the mess on
her body, in no rush to clean up. When I
asked how she liked the taste to come, she smiled
and said, I don't know yet. Maybe I could get
used to it a lot of First with you, we
were slippering from the oil, sweat and come. So he
took a long shower together, washing each other slowly. Later
she asked when she could see each other again. I
suggested soon. Oh, you were still extra smooth and sensitive. Shemitted,
her pussy got a bit sore from the hard fucking
so the next night we had a gingle around, though
she still asked me to come on our face instead
of her tits. Summer was fast ending, but we managed
to last another month and a half dozen wild adventures together,
including skinny dipping. Signed your Smooth and Filthy Shaver. Nope,
it's waxing for me. I mm mmm, I just hearing
about the razor and very close in important areas. Mm hmm.
My miles are definitely varying on this one. I just
h no, what about you guys? Would you shave your partner?
The act of the act of shaving is a great idea.
I completely agree, and I have been shaved before, but
it's just I don't know how to explain. I guess
you don't have the feeling. If you're like scared of heights,
you get that your body tingles in certain areas, and
not in a good way. That's what it just the
thing of shaving does to me. Waxing's not bad. It
actually hurts more to get your legs done than down there.
Don't get you wrong. The first time it's not very comfortable,
but especially where you sit right there in those areas,
like you know, areas that, don't you know. Exfoliate and
extra strength tile and all helps, and it helps if
you have a good waxer as well. I'm blessed to
have one. She's actually a listener, her and her boyfriend.
But a couple of times like, yeah, but I don't
have to get my legs wax that often. I know
we're talking about pussy, but because I've got them done
so much, I have tons of bald spots in my
hairs pretty much just it takes forever of them to
grow out, but I do get my pussy waxed. I
love my pussy waxed. There's not only that. For those
of you that are shaving your partners. You want to
get finnapill and here I'll type it in the thing
here and because it's better than I think, that's right,
can be found on Amazon. But why I like about
it Not only do you feel fresh. This is why
if you ever hear me say I feel minty fresh,
that stuff makes you feel minty fresh, like it gives
us this cool play down there and you do kind
of feel it, and it helps in grown hairs. So
if you're gonna shave, you can use that as well.
But it does give you like that minty. I could
not like peppermint like. It's really cold, just slightly, and
it's kind of sexually arousing. Ah, I don't know if
it tastes minty. I'm just saying it makes it feel minty,
minty fresh. And that's another thing. Before you go get axed,
take showering and exfoliate. It helps loosen all that stuff
up to it was worth You're right, Carl, it was
worth a shot. But no, I've never tasted it, but
miles may vary, and I don't have a bottle near me,
or I would read the sea if it says to
tasters of it, most likely not, Carl. This was an
incredibly hot story, though we've never had someone write in
about shaving their partner. Question for our author, what was
the hottest part the actual shaving or watching her admire
herself or the final facial and listeners? Would you let
someone shave you or your partner like this? How far
would you go with the exposure and expection? Have you
ever had a shaving session turned into this kind of filthy?
I would hope so if it's gonna you know, if
you're hearing me down there doing all that I would
hope you kind of cleaning up, maybe with your tongue,
make sure there's no stubble left. Just a thought. You
can always send me your confessions to Nikki and ikk
Y at dear Nikki dot com anonymously through the website
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Standard Time, and you can always just stick around and
meet other sexplortives just like yourself. Dear Nikki, this happened
back in college, pre pandemic. No one in this story
comes off looking particularly good, but the memory still makes
me rock hard every time I jerk off to it.
It's easily one of the most scandalous things I've ever done.
I had to come out to my girlfriend as by.
She didn't take it well at all. It made her
super uncomfortable and drove a real wedge between us. I
suggested an m m F threesome, but she even more
turned off by that, which felt unfair since we've already
had several m FF threesomes together. I watch her face
deep and pussy before but somehow my desire to play
with a guy was a hard no. I respected her
consent but I didn't push. But I did download Clinder
and start browsing on the sly. I also bought a
small dildo that I used when she wasn't around, kept hidden.
One day I got a chance to look at her phone.
Her password was just her birthday, easy to guess. I
saw a weird tex thread that look way too familiar.
When I opened it, there were messages with another guy
and dip picks. I swore I recognized him. I put
the bone down and acted normal, but inside I was furious.
Later I confirmed my suspicion. The guy was on Grinder
and lived really close by another student on campus. I
messaged him and straight up asked who was sleepin with
the girl matching my girlfriend's description. He caught on immediately
and asked if I was her boyfriend. He was surprisingly
chill about it and swore he had no idea she
was taken. I told him I wasn't mad, it wasn't
his fault that I mentioned I was by, and that
she had never been supportive of me exploring men. When
he said he was a top with guys, I told
him that was exactly what I wanted to try. I
laid out at a plan I invited him over while she
was out. We spent a nice hour getting comfortable. He
was taller than me and way more muscular. In that
short time, I got to experience nearly all my vidilla,
first with a man, tasting cock for the first time,
kissing stubble, smelling a man's musk, and finally taking a
real dick in my ass. It took a long time
to work it in, even though I practiced with by dildo,
but eventually he had me fully impaled and it felt incredible,
had me bent over doggie style, wrist penned in his hands,
completely helpless. When my girlfriend suddenly walked in, I timed
it perfectly so she would She freaked out him eagerly.
I just smiled through the jiggling and asked if she
wanted to join, after all, she'd been with us both already.
She didn't join, but she also didn't leave. She stood
there screaming on Sundays at me, calling me a cheating
faggot whore instead of feeling guilty, and turned me on
even more. I came hands free while she watched and
he busted deep inside me at almost the same moment.
The orgasm was so intense I basically blacked out for
a bit. When I came back to reality, she was
gone and I was in his arms. My ass and
thighs were a total jizzy mess. But I didn't care
one bit. I never heard from her again after that day.
Kept coming over and fucking me, and eventually we started dating.
It lasted a few years until after college when we
broke up signed you reverge your bottom, revenge bottom OI
that all tongue tied me.
Speaker 2: She was a bitch. She was an absolute bitch. You
talk about taking something that she was already doing. I mean,
I mean she'd even listen. I don't like when women
do this. It's like want to have their cake but
not give out pie. I don't or even just consider
it or finding a middle ground. I don't understand. I
don't understand why people shoot somebody completely down and listen,
especially if be CAREFULI it's one of my pets speeds
for that reason. But I like the way he flipped
it on her, especially well he was Ball's deep.
Speaker 1: Nie, Well, you already had us both, you might will
tweet in that's something I would have said. I just
tried not to laugh. I know, good for him, right,
Oh he's better off. So for our listener looking back,
do you still see us pure revenge or did the
buy exploration become the real turning point for you? And
what was the hottest part in the moment, her screaming
and watching the feeling of him inside you or the
complete release of filing doing what she denied you. I
would think all the above, but that that's me and listeners.
Would you ever pull off or want to watch a
revenge scenario like this? Sign me up? Have you ever
turned your partner's cheating into your own sexual awakening? And
would the verbal abuse have turned you on or killed
the mood? I don't like verbal abuse, but in this instance,
this would turn me on because I knew I pissed
him off absolutely one percent. So that's me. Your miles
may vary, but I actually like to really like that one.
Dear Nikki, We had just moved into our new place
with through a small housewarming party for friends and family.
Around eleven PMS, people started heading home and my girlfriend
told me her best friend Mira, had drunk too much
and was going to crash on the couch in the
living room. After Mira on the couch, my girlfriend and
I went to bed. She passed out almost instantly, lying
there completely naked, with her legs spread in or pussy
fully exposed. I was still tipsy and horny as hell,
but she was dead asleep with no chance of anything happening.
As I lay there slowly stroking myself, I was scrolling
some dirty stories you read. Around three a m I
couldn't sleep, so I decided to step out for a
quick smoke. It was hot in the house, so I
headed to the hallway and just my boxers. I noticed
the tea Vye was still glowing in the living room
and peeked in as suing. Mira had fallen asleep with
an add She was lying there in just a tea
shirt and panties, the sheet barely covering anything. Feeling guilty
for looking, I continued to the balcony. Suddenly she appeared
in the hallway, spotted me, and asked if she could
join me for smoke. She was wearing my girlfriend's robe,
but it was opened, leaving her in just as small
panties and a T shirt. We stood there sharing a
cigarette complaining about how hot it was inside and how
nice and cool night air felt. I caught her glancing
repeatedly at the semi hard bulge in my boxers. I
was trying so hard not to get fully erect right
there in front of her. After a while, she said
good night and went back inside. I stayed out to
finish my smoke. Now extremely turned on, I pulled my
cock out and started slowly rubbing it in the cool breeze.
When I headed back in, I couldn't resist peeking into
the living room again. The door was wide open, the
TV lighting up the space. There she was spread wide,
hand rubbing her pussy over her panties. My brain short
circuited for a second. My dick instantly went rock hard.
She hadn't noticed me, so I slowly dropped my boxers
to my knees, wrapped my hand around my long thig cock,
and started stroking slowly. Then Mirah peeled her panties down
to her knees and started fingering self her clit with
her mental finger, letting out soft moans. Soon she slipped
one finger inside then too, pumping faster. As her moans
grew louder and waiter, her body started tensing up, back,
arching hip, slipping off the couch as she came hard
all over her hand. I couldn't hold back any more.
I came hard too, groaning loud enough that she heard me.
She looked eyes up, our eyes locked. Instead of freaking out,
she walked over and took my cum covered hand, licked
every drop clean with a naughty smile. Said we shouldn't
waste a bit, should we. She turned around, bent over
and gave me a perfect view of her big spass
and smooth pink pissy. That seductive voice she said, you
want it, don't you? I could resist. I grabbed her
from behind, shoved my face between her legs, and legged
her pussy clean. She turned around and pulled off her teeth.
Her heavy, perfect, perky, thirty four sea tits were right
in front of me, pointing nipples begging to be sucked.
She pushed me down into the sofa, climbed on top,
grabbed my cock and guided it into her warm, tight,
dripping pussy. It felt like, haven't. She started riding me
in slow rhythmic motion, looking me dead in the eyes,
sucked my moobs, she whispered. I latched on like a
good boy, sucking her tents while gripping her ass and
spreading her cheeks so I could thrust deeper. When I
told her I was about to come, she moaned, filled
me up. I stood up, cut my cock buried inside her,
and laid her on her back the sofa, the spread
legs wide and started ramming her hard and deep. I
came hard, pumping every single drop as deep as possible.
Right then I felt her pussy lips clamped down as
she came hard too, pulsing around my cock. After we
both caught our breath, she handed me with my boxers
with a satisfied smile and said, thank you. I needed that.
I walked back to the bedroom and slid into my
bed next to my girlfriend, still buzzing from what just happened.
I'm still gidding hard just writing about it. Signed. You're
a risky midnight for your I have never been caught
that I know of. Yeah, I I could see me
saying that. I could you know. I could see me
turning around saying I know you want it, come get it.
And I could see me say it in that voice too. Buys,
by the way, you know, just just letting you know.
Question for our Midnight Voyeur, What was the hottest moment
for you watching her master bate, the eye contact when
she caught you, or burying your face and her pussy
right after and listeners, would you have kept quiet or
just watched? Or you would have done exactly what I
did and gone for it. Have you ever had a
close call, risky encounter with someone who was possibly off limits?
You know what to do. I do read every single confession.
You can email them to me at Nikki and i
kk y at dear Nikki dot com anonymously through the
website at Dearninky dot com under the confessions tab. Also
join us over on our discord channel. The link is
in the show notes. Dear Nikki, I was early for
work today. I start at noon and really needed to pee.
As I turned on my motorcycle into an empty pro
church parking lot, I poled around back part relieve myself,
but while my cock was already out, I started getting hard.
With no one around, I figured I could jerk off
really quick. I found a hidden bought between behind some
boxes and pulled my pants down, sat on a box
and started stroking while watching porn on my phone. I
must have been there for ten or fifteen minutes when
I suddenly heard a woman's voice, excuse me, you can't
do that here. I turned around and there was an
older church lady standing in the open doorway. I hadn't
heard her at all. Oh, I gasped, I didn't know
anyone was here. She told me she was the only
person on the property that day, just there to watch
the place. Then she pointed at the camera right above
me and said she'd been watching me on the feed
ever since I pulled up. Go ahead and finish what
you're doing, then you'll need to leave, she said, calmly.
I muttered okay and started stroking again right in front
of her, apologizing for trespassing. She didn't even look away once.
That turned me on so much I was ready to
come in seconds and asked if I could come on
the ground that She said yes. I stood up, stroke faster,
and shot rope after rope of colm all over ther
ground right in front of her. When I was done,
I thanked her for being so understanding and letting me finish,
then asked her if I could come back and use
the spot again as long as there's nobody here at
the time. She replied I asked if she was here
every day. She said only during the week. Today's Monday,
so I think I'll be visiting her again tomorrow. Signed
your church parking lot, Stroker, Hm, oh, yeah, I can
see that, Carl. I can see volunteering to give a
cheer bood and a church parking lot. I had a
friend once that liked to get ahead in a church
parking lot. I'm not sure, like, yeah, I'm not sure
about that. I've never been aroused about being in church.
I mean, are we gonna go with if your horny
or horny or just some places you don't masturbate. You
can think of lots of other places exactly exactly, Brandon, Yeah,
I can. I can think of it's good, feel like strict.
Why am I instantly thinking of, oh the gopher in
the in the golf movie with Bill Murray in it,
Caddy Shack, Yes, I want to tie me up some
your ties, TI, Oh goodness, yeah, I prefer being tied
up with ties exactly. I changed the BRIT's name to
that just you know everyone once in a while, but
he likes playing the vica. Just saying so to our
church parking lot Stroker, what's the biggest turn on getting
caught or not looking away, or that she'd been watching
the whole time on camera. Watching him on camera was
pretty hot, though. I got a bit that even if
you take out the whole church parking lot thing and listeners,
if you were in his shoes, would you have been
mortified and run or would you the embarrassment turn into
excitement like it did for him? And have you ever
been caught masturbating in a risky public spot? What is it?
I wonder how many are fathers? You know? Acts of
contrition you'd have to do for this. If anybody wants
a speed dial a priest while you're listening to me,
let me know, I advise you using a Google number
that can't be traced. Dear NIGGI during spring cleaning the
other day, I was going through my closet and found
my old favorite work dress, a simple white one with
a plunging neckline and a very short hemn. It always
flattered my figure and I still looked professional. I used
to wear it all the time, and remembering those days
made me a little nostalgic and a little noughty. I
remember one particular evening after a long day at work,
I was heading home on the train wearing the exact dress.
The carriage was packed, as usual, hot, crowded, and uncomfortable.
I squeezed between passengers and ended up standing right in
front of a man with a guitar, surrounded by business
men and women. The train suddenly lurched the side. A
man behind me bumped into me, and I felt his
crutch firmly pressed against my ass. When train straightened out,
his hard bulge stayed right there, nestled between my cheeks.
It was surprisingly saxy and embarrassingly hot. I turned slightly
and saw an elderly gentleman in a gray suit smiling
at me instead of a lingu wi eh. I pressed
my bum back against him. I could feel his cocks
starting to harden and push between my cheeks through our clothes.
It felt so slutty, teasing a couple of strangers like
that necrowded train. No one around seemed to notice the thing.
Then his hands started moving. He gently stroked the back
of my legs, slowly sliding upward until he was rubbing
my ass. His fingers slipped under the hem of my
short dress and reached for my panties. I was already
soaking wet, my pussy throbbing, feeling like such a dirty
little whore letting this older stranger touch me in public.
I was completely ready for him to use me. When
the train started slowing down for the next stop, he
abruptly pulled his hands away, stepped back, and disappeared into
the crowd without a word. I stood there, flushed, heart racing,
panny drenched, and wishing the ride had lied just a
little longer. Signed your train, te slut. This is hot.
This is very hot. I like how even though we
wished it would have lasted a little longer, that it didn't.
I love the just the anonymous factor of it, but
I mean it just lingers there, just enough where you
could go home and finish yourself off, and it could
go into multiple ways, so that being all sad, would
you The train I was on in the UK this
only experience I have with carriages or trains, and nothing
like this happened when I had to sit in a
luggage compartment because that's all the seats they had. Next one,
I had seats and there was too many people around.
But the coach. The coach is a whole different story,
because I did have a seat from the consules to London,
perfect well true. I was surprised on how clean they
were over there. Actually, I guess, like I said, I've
always heard they're dirty. They were actually, I mean I
wouldn't lick the floor table with them by any means,
but you know, they were semi clean. They didn't smell
like cleaning product or lyesol. Like I said, I wouldn't
lick anything. But you know, if you think about just
where it ended, I mean, he hadn't finger heard and
there was nothing like that. Oh, really, thinking about this way,
it was a It is very kinky. I've there's actually
someone sent me. I think they're over like in Asia.
This kink is now that you see most of it,
where it'll have a girl and people will be feeling
her up on the on the train. So there is
that out there. It's not as sexy as this. It's
a little more graphic and rough, but yet definitely not
like this. This leaves so much to the open imagination. Okay,
tea slut? How far would you have let him go
if the train hadn't stopped? Would you have tried to
take it even further? Maybe guiding his hand inside your pussy,
and have you worn that white dress on the train
again since then? Hoping for something similar? And listeners, would
you ever let a stranger grope you like that in public?
Or would you want to be the groper? Or would
the fear of getting caught stop you? Have you had
any risky public play on public transport? Yes? I fondly
remember that coach ried from the Cotswolds to London. That's
all I'm gonna say, dear Nicky. It started so innocently.
One night in bed, my husband looked at me with
a mischievous grin and asked, would you ever want another
cock in the bedroom with us? I laughed at first,
thinking he was joking, but he was serious. The idea
turned him on so much that we ended up fucking
like animals while he described watching me take another man.
That single question unlocks something filthy in both of us.
Fast forward a couple years, I've now fucked almost twenty
of his friends. It didn't happen overnight at first, it
was just fantasy talk during sex. Then we invited one
close friend over for drinks. One thing led to another.
Before I knew it, I was on my knees sucking
his friend's cock while my husband watched and stroked himself.
At first night, I rode them both one after the other,
and I came harder than I had in years. After that,
the flood gates opened. We started picking guys carefully, mostly
his buddies who knew we were safe, discreet, and hung
Some were one time things, others became regulars. There were
nights I took two or three a at once while
my husband filmed or joined in. I've been double stuffed,
passed around, covered, and come and used in every I
lost my face. Oh there we go in every room
of the house. I've even fucked a few of them
while my husband was at work and sent him videos.
The best part our marriage has never been stronger or hotter.
He loves seeing me get railed, loves reclaiming me afterwards,
and I love being his perfect, little, hot wife's slut.
I could to explore every dirty fantasy while still coming
home to the man I love, who knew one simple
question could turn our bedroom into a non stop pick
gang bang playground. I still can't believe I've taken almost
twenty different cocks with my husband's full encouragement and enthusiasm.
Best decision we've ever made, signed your greedy little housewife,
not me, but I see where it's hot for him.
I've run into a lot of swingers or people that sexplore,
and this is a common thing, and I'm finding it
more common in men that just can't keep up, like
they've maybe either age or whatever's going you know, on
with them, you know, like it can't get it up
or and I know that's harsh, but I mean it
comes with age or basically just can't keep it, you know, going,
and they find other alternatives. And I do think this
is a good alternative as long as it stays just sex.
But again, I'm not part of that relationship. So whatever
makes it work for them, go for it. I have
to ask her, though, what was the hottest experience so far?
Was it the first time with one of his friends
or just every first that you've tried with multiple friends?
And I find the opposite for me, like, I wouldn't
want unless you know they're in like the the role.
I wouldn't one a vanilla person, you know like that.
I don't think so. And I don't think I would
want one of his friends. I think it would be
more like a stranger, but then that has its own complications,
so it's choose wisely kind of thing. You choose poorly
and listeners. If you're ever in a relationship, how far
would you go if your partner suggested bringing others into
the bedroom? Husbands? Would you love watching your wife fuck
your friends and lives? Would you actually go through with it?
We're too old fat to be swingers, you know? I
get that is I am breaking elegants day. If you
could be in my brain half the time when I
read these, sometimes they do kind of go off on
a movie trail or something silly, but you know, back
to what you were saying, you're too old and too
fat to be swingers. I have seen them at all
ages alive. I think when people think of people that
are swingers or in groups, they always think of the
twenties and thirties, and they're perfectly tens and twenties and
whatever not. I'm telling you the people I'm around, there's
some pretty there's gorgeous people, but there are people that
are just look like everyday people. And I have been around,
well not around the total world, doing this, but you know,
I found the ones that are more grounded, you know,
it's kind of like British television. They look normal, just saying,
dear Nikki, my name is Anna, and I'm a fifty
year old milf who volunteers at the local high school,
helping with events and even chaperoning trips. Everyone sees me
as the sweet, responsible older lady who always smiling and organized.
They have no idea how filthy my mind really is.
A couple of weeks ago, I went on an overnight
field trip to another state capitol with a group of seniors.
One of the college helpers was Tyler, a twenty one
year old who used to be my student for a
few years back. He had grown into a tall, broad
shouldered young man with a shy smile that still made
my stomach flip. The ride home was late at night,
most of the students have fallen asleep with headphones on,
and the bus was dark except for the faint glow
of the dashboard lights. Tyler came and sat next to
me near the back, spreading a big blanket over both
of our laps. He looks cold back here, he whispered,
with a sly smile. Mind if I sit with you.
At first, we just talked softly about the trip. Then
his hands slowly moved under the blanket and rested on
my thigh. My heart started racing, Tyler, I whispered, my
voice already shaky. He leaned in his breath warm against
my ear. I've wanted to do this since I was
in your class, missus Anna. You have no idea how
many times I've thought about you. He leaned in his breath,
warm against my ear. I've wanted to do this since
i've I've already read that my eyes tonight. Guys, jeez.
His fingers slid higher under my skirt until they brushed
against my panties. I was already soaked. He pushed the
fabric aside and started rubbing slow, teasing circles on my clit.
I had to bite my lip hard to keep from
moaning out. The bus was quiet, except for the low
hum of the engine and the occasional snores. Does that
feel good? He whispered nervously. I've never touched anyone like
this before on a bus. Tell me if I'm doing
it right. You're doing it perfectly, baby, I breathed, spreading
my legs a little lighter. Keep going, just like that.
He slipped two fingers inside me, curling them while his
thumb kept working my clit. I gripped the seat, trying
desperately to stay quiet. Every time the bus hit a bump,
his fingers went deeper, and I had to fight not
to moan. The driver announced a rust stop for a
bathroom break. Most students stayed asleep, but if you got
up and shuffled off. Tie looked at me in the eyes,
dark with lust. Come with me to the back, he whispered, Please, missus, Hannah,
I need to be inside you. I can't wait anymore.
My legs were weak as I followed him to stay
in the very back row, where it was darker and
more private. He sat down and I straddled him under
the blanket. Facing him. He pulled out his cock, thick,
young and raw hard. I pushed my panties aside and
slowly sank down on him. Oh my god, he quietly whispered,
hands gripping my hips. You feel so warm and tight.
I've dreamed about this for years. Am I too big?
Tell me if it hurts you? Feel perfect, baby, I whispered,
starting on rocking on him. Fuck me nice and deep,
but stay quiet. We can't let anybody hear us. He
thrust up gently at first, then harder, his breath shaking
against my neck. I used to sit in your class
and get hart I'm watching you walk around. Now I'm
officially finely inside you, and it even feels better than
I imagined. You're so wet for me, missus Hannah, I
wrote him faster, my tits bouncing against his chest under
the blanket. The risk of someone waking up for the
driver looking back made it insanely hot. I'm getting close,
I whispered, clenching around him me too. He panted, Can
I come inside you please? I want to fill you up.
I kissed him hard to muffle our moans. As we
came together, I felt every pulse as he emptied deep
inside me, his young cock twitching while I shook in
his arms. We stayed like this, lock together for a
long moment, his calm already starting to leak out of me.
As the bus started to move again, Tyler kissed my
neck softly and whispered, thank you, missus Hannah. That was
the best night of my life. Can we do this
again sometime, even if it's risky. I smiled, smiled, still
feeling his low inside me, and whispered back. I don't know, baby,
but right now I don't want to say no signed
your naughty fifty year old bus milf. Okay, I have questions.
How the hell did they fuck like that? And they
said the kids got off and then the bus started,
so that means the kids got back on while they
were facing each other in the back. And I don't
know about you, by USA school bus. I mean I
am thinking back to the nineties. They weren't that dark.
I mean, there's windows every fucking like two inches, but
it was hot, you know, working the lines. And of
course this isn't anything new. Anti skills, bils and teachers
were always my request hundred percent. You always did one
of them a day, and that was one of them.
And I heard so many tell me that they would
wear skirts or dresses and it would and if they
like I had one that would tell me that if
they got caught, when he would catch her, she would
spread wider. Yeah. And then I think right before he graduated,
she came out, or right when he graduated, came out
during graduation, and she came a hug and slipped her
wet panties in his pocket. Yeah, So I'm saying, hmm,
this is interesting that you got away with it just thinking.
And I think he planned this because, I mean, who
brings a blanket on a trip? I mean that big
to cover them both? Yeah and listeners? Would you ever
risk something dirty? And I in my public place like
a bus full of people I did, former students or teachers?
Does this fantasy hit you different from the school bus? Milf?
We learned that sometimes the hottest sex happens when you
lean into the risk and finally act on years of
bottled up fantasies. The danger itself can make you come
harder than you ever have. Our Pillow Princess showed us
that it's okay to be selfish about your pleasure. We
didn't read that one. I don't remember Pellow Princess. I
wonder if Darcy took it out okay, anyway, if I
find it, I will put her in to a show.
Posting an ad that turned anonymous hookups into win win
nights where everyone left satisfied and sometimes thank you is
fuck the best part of it? And our hot wife
reminded us that one brave conversation about a fancy can
completely transform a mage marriage for better as long as trust, communication,
and consistent stay front and center. So what's the takeaway
for tonight? Embrace your turn ons, communicate without shame, and
never underestimate how hotter the life gets when you stop
saying maybe someday and start saying right now. And I
think he gave me the wrong answer to the real boy.
This has been a great episode. See what happens?
Speaker 2: Did you do? Live?
Speaker 1: You can't let me see if I can find the answer?
Why hang on? Do you have many any guesses? It's
the question if you popped in late. I come with
a grape pair and people love to eat me. When
am I a peanut?
Speaker 2: Well?
Speaker 1: I don't know because my answer says chewing gum. So
give me a hot second and we look up the answer.
Uh now, Brandon, you have a guess. Well, I looked
it up. I actually googled it. I don't know this
right answer. Uh chicken breasts. I don't think that's the
answer though, you know, like a pair of nets. I'm
trying to see. Well, you know what that's gonna be
your answer tonight because that's just how our show is rolling.
Oh wow, there's a big difference between live shows and
recorded because all this stuff wouldn't have happened. That's okay,
makes it fun, right, It's time for your naughty chuck
and I pushed through the heavy velvet curtains of the
velvet lounge. The air was thick, the scent of expensive
coloone jaspin candles and raw sacks. My black silk dress
clung to my curves like second skin, them barely brushing
in the tops of my thighs. As the hostess here
in Las Vegas, the most exclusive player swinger playground, I
wasn't just staff. I was part of the fantasy, and
to night my body was already humming with need. His
name was Marcus, a tall, broad shouldered regular with a
voice like dark velvet. He would watching me all evening
from the bar, his eyes tracing the sway of my hips.
When he finally crooked a finger, I sounded over, letting
my finger tips graze his thighs. As I leaned in close,
looking for a private tour, I purred my breath warm
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that's it for tonight, my darlings. If these stories made
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read every single one, And until next time, stay wet,
stay wicked, and I'll see you in the dark. Good night,