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I have had such a sexy time taking all of your calls talking about my exhibitionist side and what happened on that picnic table!  I went back there this morning and carved my name in the top of it – right next to where my tight hot ass was when my hands were busy in my pussy thinking about the Bull and my cuckold slave.

I could feel eyes watching me while my hands delved deep into my pussy with my thumb running over the sexy red landing strip that I always like to keep nice and trim.  I adore being a fire crotch!

There was the snap of the twig and my fingers just got busier – my pussy was so wet knowing that there was a stranger watching me.  I wondered if he was a bull with a huge cock and great big hanging balls full of cum to quench my thirst and feed my cum addiction.

Thinking about a huge load made me cum, and the sound of my moaning and screaming was so loud that it scared some of the birds in the trees.  I hiked up my jean shorts, and a golden man stepped out from behind a tree.  He looked about 30, and was wearing jeans and tshirt.  I looked down at his dirty boots and thought how sweet it would be to watch my slave clean them.

I walked up to him without saying a word and took his hand.  It was so big it dwarfed my little hand – and you know what they say about guys with big hands and feet!

I started to lead him down the path, smiling and telling him that I had a great big suprise for him.  I knew that my slave was on his knees sucking off one of my big bull studs, and I do love a gang bang.

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When I stumbled home last night I found a present wrapped and leaning up against my door!  I was so excited and when I got inside I opened it right away and realized that it is was a present from my sissy slave.  Whoo-hoo!

It is an authentic schoolgirl outfit – not one of those sexy Halloween costumes, but the real deal.  The plaid in the skirt is a dark blue, and the white blouse has a matching blue blazer with the words “St. Barbara’s” stitched in gold on the right side.  It didn’t come with over the knee socks, but I have so many pair of them anyway that it does not really matter.

And there was also another gift in the box – a dark blue dolphin vibrator!   It is called a “Double Dolphin Vibrator” and it has a pretty dolphin to swim right up my tight teen pussy, and a smaller dolphin on top of the bigger one to vibrate right on my adorable lust button. 

This outfit is so cute on me, and I know that sissy thinks I am going to use it in front of his old silly ass first, but that is not going to happen.  Don’t get me wrong, he is going to be rewarded for my present.  Just not the way he thinks he is.  I am going to dress him up in his maids costume – I made him get a super slutty one - and help me get dressed while I wait for my date.  Remember how I mentioned Tiffy’s older brother?  His name is Jay and I think it is time he met my sissy bitch lawyer.

If my sissy bitch is good, I may even let him watch while I twirl around giggling, and lift my skirt while Jay strokes his GIANT cock.  Ah, good times tonight!

You should pick up the phone, and call me so I can let you hear the double dolphin vibrator going in and out of my Domme Teen Cooch!

I know I have not updated – but I have just had the sexiest week.   I finally got to meet the father of the football player that I am sleeping with.
The circumstances could have been better, but the results have been spectacular to say the least!  The father found out that I have been sleeping with his son and was none too happy.  It appears that he was worried that I would be derailing his darling boy from his practice and studies.  I knew that he saw me as this older predator type who was just using his son for my perverse desires.

He did not have it all correct though – I wanted him to do well in school and football.  After all, I only plan on fucking him for the school year and then next season moving on to the other senior captain.  Geez, why do people think that we cougars want to keep the cute young studs we are fucking?  We just want there hard cocks in our tight pussies.  Thats all!

So his Daddy found my number and a pair of my panties along with a note from me saying to sniff them and think of me.  He dialed my number and was quite the ass when he found out it was a woman his age.  So I did the polite thing and invited him out for a drink to talk things over.

I knew he was full of hot air and would have a hard dick for me the moment that I saw him.  While we sat down and sipped our white wine I drew him into conversation and made him comfortable.  Then the questions came – why was I fucking his son?  He nearly fell of the chair as I described how I taught his son how to go down on me, how to enjoy food play, how to fuck a woman the right way.  I spared no detail and watched the father get more and more turned on….although he tried to hide it.

Call me and I will explain it in detail to you what happened next!

Last weekend was crazy!  I have had so much fun now that I have gotten my fake ID.  My girlfriend Tiffy’s older brother just got a job at the DMV and hooked us all up with ID’s.  How awesome is he?  It doesn’t hurt that his is way handsome, 22, and has a HUGE cock!  Made the ‘payment’ for the ID so much fun!  But that is a blog for another day.

Today I want to tell you why old guys are gross.  I think part of the reason is because they started the whole “experience is what is important” lie.  And now they believe it.  Now I, Monica, have to break it down for you.

It is not what is important, so please stop going to where young women are.  Stay out of the clubs, unless you are just going to buy my drinks and not talk to me.  I have no interest in you otherwise unless you can amuse me and cater to my every whim.  Got it?

Now, a special little shout out to Mr. 40 who thought that he could just come up and talk to me at the club.  You were gross.  You did not come to me like I was a teen princess and you were a loser.  At least then it would be quasi-acceptable, dorkball. You came up to me like you were something special.

You are not.

And you deserved that drink poured over your head.  And you deserved my girlfriends laughing and laughing at you because you are a silly, nasty old man who thinks I would be interested in you.

Dear readers, can you tell he annoyed me?  Give me a call and I will tell you all about my theory on why old men are gross, and how it is my job to make sure that they know it!

There has been a great blast of Indian Summer around here.  The weather has been so balmy I decided to take advantage of it.  I called my tiny – dicked husband and one of the studs that I met on craigs list and headed out for a hike.

I had told them exactly where to meet me, and what to be doing until I got there.  I was wearing my tight little blue jean shorts and a white spaghetti strap top with no bra that left nothing to the imagination.

As I was walking, my nipples got so hard thinking about the direction that I had given my subbie little husband.  I knew that they were going to get there before me.  My hubbie was wearing pretty white cotton panties with pink sparkle hearts on them.  They are bikini cut.  In the front pocket of his hiking shorts I was thoughtful enough to put a shimmery pink lip gloss.  After all, I don’t want him sucking cock with nude lips, now do I?

My breathing was getting heavier, but not from the hike up the hill.  It was from thinking about my husband heading towards that bull.  Any second they should be meeting each other, and the bull knew what to do with a sissy bitch that he meets in the woods.

I decided to stop and release this building sweet heat in my pussy.  I stopped at a picnic area and laid on top of the picnic table.  My legs spread as my fingers played over the front of my black thong.  My mind went to the visual of my husband putting on that pretty pink lip gloss and slowly getting on his knees in front of my lover.  The breeze on my panties seemed to cut right through my panties and onto my pussy and I rubbed my clitty faster and faster…..

I want to tell you all the dirty details – don’t wait, pick up the phone and CALL me.

I went shoppping today – trying to find the ultimate pair of stripper shoes.  I was thinking about finding something perfect to licking!  I have a reg named stu who drops by like clockwork every two weeks.  He is such a good boy and nothing makes him happier than being at the feet of his Stipper Goddess.

His preference in shoes?   A classic shoe with a six inch stilletto heel that should be classified as a weapon of man destruction!  I like to get them in shocking and shining colors like electric blue or neon pink.  It provides such a nice contrast to his wimpy slave tongue.

If he does not take me to the VIP room immediatly I simply refuse to see his pathetic drooling self.  I make him walk 5 steps behind me at all times, and look only at my shoes on the trek up the stairs to the very expensive and well worth it VIP room. 

That is when the games really begin.  I make Stu get on his knees and present his hands to me, palms up.  He places them on the floor, and I slowly step on them.  I have done this so many times now that he has lovely scars on his palms.  He loves it and tells me that he feels as though I am always with him.

Lots of the guys who come into the club to see me dance have a thing for shoes or boots.  The shinier, higher the sexier they find them.  Some though want me to wear lovely thigh high boots in either leather or pvc. 

So tell me, what is your freak?  Heels, boots, or anything I would let you lick?  Pick up that phone and call me now to tell me!

I love how white men think that their cock is so nice and big.  That is, before you realize how just an average size cock on a black man is supersized on a cracker.  If a white man’s cock and a brothers were in a swordfight, who do you think would win?

Let’s find out!   Seriously, I am going to make my little slave boys get in a swordfight with a black man.  Don’t know what a swordfight is?  Let me spell it out for you.  A swordfight is when two men battle it out using their dicks as swords.  It is hilarious, let me tell you!  I love watching two men masturbate furiously, trying to get hard while their Nubian Goddess watches and laughs.

The black man always gets hard first, of course.  I think it is because those little sissy bitches get nervous as they watch that cock get bigger and bigger.  I can see the thought run across their face, when is it going to end?  How big is going to be getting?  That just makes me laugh harder, which I am sure does not help things very much.

And then the truth is shown, you have an inferior sword.  Your tiny little dicklette is nothing compared to the other man.  NOTHING.  But I know you will try, and you start to swing it around.  Trying so hard to beat the other mans erection down.  But see, that is not going to happen.  Why not?  Because the big black bull you are swordfighting gets off on this.  It excites him, and he knows what he gets when he wins.

He gets you.  On your knees while I push your head down on that giant cock of his.  And he gets more too, but some things are just too dirty to put on a public blog like this.  Pick up the phone and call me so that I can tell you what your other duties are going to be, you loser!