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Teddy Fucking Bear

nikkiD — Thu, 20 May 2010 03:00:11 +0000

I have a confession to make. I sleep with animals… No, you sick bastards! I don’t mean farm animals or household pets! I mean stuffed TOY animals. But I do love my Teddy, and Teddy loves me. And just to prove it to him, I like to let him mount me, and even suck his polyester dick. But what I really dig about Teddy is that his fangs are nice and soft, and actually feel good on my cock. If there’s one thing I hate about human beings, it’s when they accidentally let their teeth get into what might have been a flawless blowjob. Yes. I LOVE getting my cock sucked for filth. And you gentlemen usually know how to make your baby girl Nicole feel gooooooooood. But don’t underestimate the bear. Teddy has a ‘way’. If you don’t believe me, go see all the cuddly, cutesy depravity in this week’s update on http://nicole-dupre.com/ .

Sesame Street never gets me off quite like Teddy

Don't be fooled by that cute lil' bowtie. Sometimes Teddy likes it rough.

I wuv Teddy... right up his polyester asshole.

One of My Favorite Updates at Nicole-Dupre.com

Nikki Dupre — Sun, 16 May 2010 19:49:23 +0000

I loved doing this shoot. Not only did I break my own rule about smoking in my living room, but I also rammed a foot long dildo up my ass on my couch. I usually save those things for the bedroom and porch. Well, the dildo play happens in my bedroom, and the smoking is for the porch. So no, sillies. I usually don’t shove foot long dildos up my ass on the porch. lol Omg. The mailman might feel inadequate, and I do like my mail delivered in a timely fashion. lol And then there was that mask. When I’m naked, it’s kinda hard to disguise myself though. As if you’d have to think long and hard about who the tranny with the 40DD knockers and the thousands of dollars’ worth of world-class tattoo work might be. lol Anyway have fun. And if you find yourself shoving something into your mouth or into your ass, think of your friend, Nicole Dupre. Thanks.

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5.10.10 Updates: Leggy Shemale Cock-Stroking!

nikkiD — Thu, 13 May 2010 18:04:45 +0000

This week’s updates on Nicole-Dupre.com are up close and personal. I was sitting on my bed one day, feeling horny, and I decided it was a nice day to finger my asshole and stroke my she-meat. I’ll admit that for a second I was worried Jesus would be watching and think I was a naughty tranny, and that he might make hair grow on my pink lil’ palms. But so far, so good. I’m as a hairless and pink as ever. And who knows? Perhaps he’s got his work cut out for him at the moment with the oil companies and Wall Street heathens. Whatever the case may be, please cum join me. Won’t you? I won’t say a word to God or your parents. Come look into my eyes. Come look at my she-cootch. And, while you’re at it, you should take a long look at me pounding my throbbing, rock-hard she-clitty.

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This Week’s Update: Cleaning Filth, Yet Being Filthy

Nikki Dupre — Wed, 05 May 2010 21:59:34 +0000

Let’s face facts. I’m a filthy whore; a slut and a skank. I can’t even do something as simple as dust the living room without slurping on all kinds of things, and shoving stuff into my various orifices. What are we going to do with me? Huh? ‘Oh, dear. Oh, dear’ Yes, I’m a pervert. A filthy shemale degenerate with no shame, and a little puttanaza who’s obsessed with sex. Well, sue me – because, when I’m done cleaning house, you’ll be able to eat off the damn floor. And who knows? Maybe I’ll MAKE YOU eat actually eat… ’stuff’ off of the floor! I’m kinda twisted and sadistic that way. Now put your nose to the terrazzo and lick my 5″ heels, motherfucker!

Slurp

Cleaning Filth, and Being Filthy

Cleaning Crew Slut

www.Nicole-Dupre.com / Update from 04/27/10

Nikki Dupre — Wed, 05 May 2010 20:09:12 +0000

Last week’s update on www.nicole-dupre.com was more from the bathroom shoot. I must tell you, some of the most satisfying experiences of my life have taken place in the bathroom. Sometimes I do things in there alone. Sometimes there are others. But, suffice to say, this is where the sick shit goes on. Sometimes I even make my little rubber duckies blush. But there’s always a rewarding feeling to be had by one and all. Recently I was cleaning up, and got a little carried away with myself. I started yanking on my cock and grinding it onto one of my duckies. It was kinda weird, I admit. But I’m not ashamed. It made cleaning up the bathroom a hell of a lot more interesting. And, since I never heard a quack of a complaint out of that little yellow fucker, I’ll just assume he dug having my cock shoved into his face as well.

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“Sono una puttana!” The Eros TVTS / Shemale Escort Guide

Nikki Dupre — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 14:28:03 +0000

After all the Craigslist trouble earlier this year, involving the unfortunate murder of a provider, and pressure they’d received from officials in several states; there seemed to be some doubt as to where gentlemen might locate their shemale escorts online. Now I have to tell you, Craigslist had worked out relatively well on my end of the equation over a 3 year period, minus all the false flagging that went on. Sure. It attracts a more casual and less refined crowd over all, but that’s where my sharp screening skills come in I suppose. But, truth be told, good ol’ Eros never brought anywhere near the abundance of jerk off artists that Craigslist did; not even close. You girls know who I mean; the guys who call simply to hear your voice, and keep you on the phone as they pound their puds ie. free “phone sex”? lol Eros somehow also minimizes the amount of offensive hagglers, teenage boys, rapists, and murderers that the CL seems to be so good at attracting. In addition, CL decided to screw the provider (no pun intended) by trying to turn recent public pressures into profits. In other words, those lame biotches actually started charging us for the CL “experience”, in addition to adding some very strict posting guidelines! Well, no mas for moi. I stopped wasting my efforts with the CL last spring, and never looked back. Because in the interim, lo and behold, Eros got their shit together! The Eros advertising process finally got with the millennium, and restructured things to be far more user friendly for us bitches who have been buttering their bread for so long. In addition, I think the gentlemen browsing the bodacious beauties got smart and, right along with us, dumped the CL . After all, how much worse can the association be than to get potentially lumped in with a dirtbag the media donned the “Craigslist Killer“? It should go without saying that if their wives or girlfriends catch wind of their significant other’s CL solo surfing, it might paint them as a potential psycho-killer. And who the hell would want to walk away from a break up with that kind of reputation?

Long story, short? For now anyway, Eros remains at the top of the online escort advertising food chain, and it’s “C’ya” to the CL…

Oh! Excuse me, people, but I’ve gotta run! My phone is ring-toning!

Nicole Dupre

My Cock

Nikki Dupre — Wed, 09 Dec 2009 14:51:06 +0000

I have a cock. But I bet those of you out there, who are smug assholes, already think you know what I’m talking about so far, don’t you? It’s something along the lines of, “Tee hee! Of course you have a cock, Nicole! You’re Nicole Dupre, the famous M2F erotic model. You’re a “shemale”! What’s a shemale without her cock? Tee hee!”… Uh huh. No shit, Sherlock. And what the fuck did you think the point would be of Me writing a whole blog just to remind you of that little piece of trivia? Nice try, but “no”. What I meant was, I have ANOTHER cock. And, specifically, I was referring to My new slave, Charles.

Paperwork for Charles

Charles used to have his own cock . He peed with it, washed it, and he far too often even played with it. Well, 2 out of 3 isn’t so bad, right? Eh? Because the fact of the matter is, he’ll only be playing with that tiresome little pud if and when I say he can. Because right now Charles’ cock is actually MY cock. I own it. I always will own it. And if, and only “if”, I feel like it maybe… MAYBE I’ll release it. But at this point, that particular little event is looking pretty doubtful. Right now I feel like abusing Charles. In fact, right now that worthless pud which he once called his own is sitting in a CB6000, from A. L. Enterprises, Inc.

I have no idea when or where I may decide to grant Charles a little freedom. It could be when I stop typing, or it could be years from now. It all depends on My mood. But stay tuned, and if anything changes I’ll gladly humiliate him for all to witness, right here on My Blog.

Nicole Dupre’s BLOWJOBS

Nikki Dupre — Tue, 08 Dec 2009 12:36:44 +0000

As anyone who knows me well knows, I fucking LOVE LOVE LOVE oral sex. Yes indeed, I do love receiving head but, man-oh-Manishevitz, I sure do love giving it too. Yesterday was a perfect example. I’m in my hotel room on East 30th St, and the phone rings. A gentleman by the name of Andrew calls and says he wants to come over and give me top-notch fellatio, and swears that I will think he was the best ever. Well, truth be told, the best oral I’ve ever received was from another pre-op transsexual. But that’s another story for another blog, and I’ll get around to sharing that one too eventually. But here’s what happened yesterday with Andrew. Btw, pay no mind to the part where I told him to get out. I was just kidding. Five minutes later, I felt the need to suck some cock, and told him to take his clothes off again, and kick back on the king size bed. Here’s most of what I said…

RECEIVING:

Start by licking the head… There you go. Good boy.

Now, start sucking it about half way, and do nice things with your tongue. Atta’ boy. Very nice.

Now go down, all the way, until you get to the base of my shaft… Stop! Stop right there… Just stay there for a moment, and look up into my eyes…

“I love you” too, my dear.

Ok. Get a nice motion going, sweetheart… There you go. Make it feel like I’m fucking your mouth…. YES!!!

Now… suck it until it explodes with cum in the back of your throat.

Very nice. That was wooooonderful.

Ok. Now get the fuck out of here. I’ve got shit to do.

Thanks.

Ok. Now, as I said, I couldn’t let the guy walk away without a little payback. I mean, I can be a cunt, but i’m not a heartless cunt. So here’s how it went when I got Andy back in the sack…

GIVING:

Daddy, just lie back.

You know your girl wants to make you feel good. I’m sorry I was so mean a little earlier. Please, my darling. Allow me to make it up to you? Please?

Let me see if I can find a way… In fact, I think I have an idea!

Well, what do we have here?!?

Wow… You have a beautiful cock. Have I ever told you that?

“Always”? lol… I know. lol I can be so silly. My friends all tell me that I talk too much, and that I have what you’d call an… oral compulsion. I talk too much, and sometimes I smoke too much too.

But, daddy. Let me show you what else I can do with my mouth. I think you’ll like it better than the talking or the smoking.

I’m going to put my tongue on the head of that cock. Ok? I’ll be gentle. Promise…

You liked that? lol I’m glad. But I want that cock inside of my mouth, ok? Let me start by just putting in up to right below the head…

There. Felt nice, right? Ok. Again, but this time I want to massage it right below the head with my tongue. Tell me if it feels good like that…

lol Wow. You liked that little massage, I see. Huh? I’m glad. Now I’m going to go further, all the way the the base, and just let it sit there. But then I’m gonna slowly go back up with lots of suction, and wait until I feel it throb inside my mouth. And when I get half way up? I’m gonna go up and down on it. Every time, it will touch the back of my throat, and when I get back up to the upper neck, my tongue is gonna go kinda crazy…

Wow!!! You really liked that, I see. lol How about I do that again and again, until you’re ready to explode?…

Yay!!! Good for you, daddy! That sure is a lot of hot white cum you shot!

Thank you daddy… I love to make you feel good, because I love you so much.

Well, there you have it, folks. I suppose in keeping with holiday season, the lesson to be learned here may just well be that “It is far better to give than to receive”? I dunno. Personally, I really big on BOTH! lol

God bless us, everyone!

Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie! I Need Some MOR-!!!…. MORGAN BAILEY, that is!

Nikki Dupre — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 23:58:16 +0000

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I don’t think I could even try to disguise this blog into anything more than a shameless sexual come-on to my current shemale crush, Morgan Bailey. I want Morgan. I want to do Morgan. And I want Morgan to do me. And when we’re done, I wanna do a little more! I want to smoke some Humoldt County Indica or Alaskan Thunderfuck with her, and do some shotguns. Am I out of line? God, I hope so. lol I admit that I’ve never met Morgan, but I really feel I need to, and soon. I need to put my arms around her, look into her eyes, and start to gently kiss her. And after that, I hope she doesn’t mind when I start loosening whatever clothing she has on her upper body, and start to feel her breasts. God, they look delicious. I want them so badly. And then I want to take off my top, and hold her hand up to my breast. Then I want to lift her finger tips to my mouth and kiss them, just for a minute. From there, I want to playfully rub my nipples on hers. I hope she won’t mind the smile it will inevitabley put on my lips. Because I know it will. But it will be a smile of loving calm. My nipples are so sensitive, and one of my most cherished erogenous zones. Then I’ll go back to kissing her lips, but a bit more passionately this time, making my way down her neck, and then slowly down to her shoulders. Then I’ll glide my tounge right down to her areola, and finally put her nipple in my mouth. My other hand will gently carress her other breast, which my toung will lovingly migrate towards, never rushing. And then when I worshipped her breasts with my tongue and fingers, I’ll move down to her adorable belly. At that point, I’ll almost be in a dream state, because I’ll know that next I’ll be descending upon her long, beautiful, rock-hard…

Morgan Bailey

Hey! Hold on just one goddamn minute! Get your minds out of the fucking gutter!!! And then, go find your OWN gorgeous shemale to go down on!!! Ok?!? This fucking blog is OVER as of right the fuck NOW, you fucking nosey perverts!!!

Sweet Cheeks, Morgan Bailey

Don’t You Worry, Sweetheart. It Will Be Our Little Secret.

nikkiD — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 22:42:32 +0000

For whatever reason it seems I’m one of those trannys who, when you finally meet me, you feel comfortable enough with to try something completely new and different. Maybe it’s because I’m a good listener. And once I know where the common ground lies, what parameters we can agree upon, and what the stakes are; it’s ‘all systems go’ on my end. Case in point? RAPE. / But wait a second. Before you start letting your mind take a nose dive into the gutter over that dreadful little four-letter word, I want to clarify that I’m talking pure fantasy here, folks. I run a tight ship, and anything that happens between two ore more consenting adults in my world leaves no room for victimization. With that understatement out of the way, let’s get down to brass tacks. / When a women plays the submissive role in such wild psychodrama, they generally refer to it as “ravishment“. Has Nicole Dupre ever played that particular role? Ummm, ‘been there, done that, was slipped some ruffies, can’t remember’. But when you gentlemen indulge in such kinkiness, it’s rather bluntly called a rape fantasy. And to date, so many of you have allowed me to unlock “Pandora’s Box” that I must admit to being rather flattered and honored. Truth be told, I love-love-love to make reserved and not-so-reserved gents squirm and sweat. And, not to blow my own trombone but, I’m extremely good at it too. When I have you face down? With my hand firmly gripped on your neck? lol Well… lol… my lips tremble just a little with glee for a fraction of second. It’s not that I don’t already know I’m the alpha shemale who your mothers warned you about. But when the realization hits you that you’ve been caught in my hypnotic web, I get rock-hard with sheer predatory lust. Face down and pressed against the floor, you are mine. And I almost… lol… almost… lol… I almost want to warn you that it’s going to happen in a second or two. But I don’t. I just can’t. Because I know it’s what you need, my love. And it may hurt a little. But that’s always how strong medicine is. Isn’t it, dear? A bit unpleasant on the way down? But that’s how Mother cures you of what ills you. And you will thank me, and even cry a tad, for just a little MORE.