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An ode to Sissy, to the tune of Oh Mickey…
Dancing Sissy
Oh Sissy You’re So Fine
Oh Sissy, you’re so fine
You’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Sissy,
Hey Sissy
Oh Sissy, you’re so fine
You’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Sissy,
Hey Sissy
Oh Sissy, you’re so fine
You’re so fine you blow my mind, hey Sissy,
Hey Sissy!
You’ve been a sissy all your life and that’s a little long
You think you’ve got the right but I think you’ve got it wrong
Why can’t you prance all day not just when you’re home, Sissy
Jingly jangly bell wearing pansy you are such a joke
You’re little bitty clitty can’t even give a poke
That pink penis pouch is the final note, Sissy
Oh Sissy, what a pity you really are a man
You really look so fake as you approach the stand
Oh Sissy, you’re so pretty, can’t you understand
It’s girls like you Sissy
Oh, what you do Sissy, do Sissy
Don’t be a man, Sissy
And now Sissy here are Miss Darla’s demands as a superior female:
1. You will sing this tune in it’s entirity every day from now until Vaca to your Princess in addition to singing it to each and every one of us while we are on Vaca
2. We have all come to the conclusion that as our very own Sissy you should honor us with more money for our Vaca. After all we work so hard at humiliating you and we show great restraint when it comes to not using your name in our blogs.
In conclussion your wondrful Princess has given us all permission to commit he final act of outing you by adding your name to our blogs. Won’t “Oh Sissy” sound so much better as “Oh Michael Fra….”?
Now that Harley is back in school I have all day to myself. It’s hard when you are used to being able to satisfy your horny desires all day long anytime you want and them BAM, your little boy is back in school and all you have all day are some pictures, videos and your toys. Yeah I love to masturbate but there is nothing like cumming with a hot body pressed against yours. I hadn’t seen my sister in a hot minute and her little ones were back in school too. So I picked up the phone and dialed her number, inviting her over for a grown up play date and some good old sister fucking fun. Funny but she said she was just about to call me and ask the same thing. It seems her pussy was just as wet as mine was. As soon as she got there we were naked and on each other before she could get all the way in the door. We spent the entire day in each others arms. Licking her ass with my fingers in her cunt is the best lunch I have had in a long time!
My sister and I were always fighting for Daddy’s attention when we were younger. Daddy loved having both of us in his bed at the same time because it was always a competition. Who could suck his cock better, who could give him more pussy juice to drink, who could make him moan and cum the hardest…..it went on and on and Daddy loved the attention. She is older then me so when she moved out I had Daddy all to myself and I really liked it that way. It’s been years since we have had Daddy together, so when they both showed up to my house at the same time today and she gave Daddy a big kiss and hug, I instantly felt that twinge of jealousy and competitiveness. Instinctively I responded by giving Daddy and even bigger kiss and hug and was rewarded with the stiffening of his dick. I looked at my sister and saw the same look in her eyes that she had when we were younger and I knew it was game on. I also so the familiar smirk on Daddy’s face. He knew that he was about to get served lunch like only his girls could serve him…it was on!
A superior female just like you….yeah right, in your dreams Sissy. But I know that is your dream because imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and you look so cute in your playboy bunny costume. All the jingly jangly jewelry you an buy, All the pretty frilly dresses you can acquire. All the visits to the beauty parlor for waxing and eye brows and manicures. And still you dress in those silly man clothes every day. You go to that man job and talk in that ridiculous man voice. You tell people what to do and make them think you are a real man. You play golf and go to country clubs and dinners and act like you belong. We all know that you really love to dress up like a superior female and that you hide your real hearts desire from everyone. You can’t hide from us. We all know the real you. Should we tell the world all about your lump of shame and how good it feels to have it in your pretty panties. How it makes you want to rub your clitty with that poop. That that is why we call you a poo poo pansy. We love you Tinkerbell. You just keep on living your fake man life and we will try to keep your little secret.
I saw this poem and it struck a soft spot in my heart for both my dear little sissy boy and for our very own special sissy. I hope that all my sweet sissies out there enjoy it too. Goodness knows I love each and every one of you and enjoy our sissy time together.
By: Edwin Carty Ranck
If you should take a custard pie
And hit a Sissy in the eye,
He would not go before a jury,
He’d only blush and say “Oh Fury!”
For he is perfumed, sweet and mild,
That’s just his kind, my dearest little one.
One should never strike a Sissy,
He is too lady-like and prissy.
You do not need to use your fist
But merely slap him on the wrist,
And if this will not make him budge,
Then glare at him and say “Oh Fudge!”
The Sissy sports a pink cravat
And often wears a high silk hat;
His voice is like a turtle dove’s
And he always wears the “cutest” gloves.
At playing ping-pong he’s inured,
And his finger-nails are manicured.
He uses powder on his face
And his handkerchiefs are trimmed with lace;
He loves to play progressive euchre
And spend his papa’s hard-earned lucre.
He wears an air of nonchalance
And always takes in every dance.
Socially, he’s quite a pet
And always fashionably in debt.
He hates to be considered slow
And poses as a famous beau.
He loves to cut a swath and dash
When papa dear puts up the cash.
This, my littleone, is the Sissy Boy
Who acts so womanly and coy.
His head’s as soft as new-made butter;
His aim in life is just to flutter;
Yet he goes along with unconcern
And marries a woman with money to burn.
We love you Sissy!
It’s time to introduce him to the wonderful world of variety…yes I think he is ready for the gay, lesbian, transgender and trans sexual community. I think he will fit right in with all the colors of the rainbow out there. So this weekend he is spending the entire weekend with a fiend of mine that is gay and going to throw a bash for a wide assortment of people with a wide variety of sexual appetites to introduce him to. The entire weekend is going to be recorded so that I don’t miss a minute of them teaching him the ways of their life style and how they explore sexuality. I can’t wait to see the new and unique fetishes they introduce him to and to find out what turns him on and what doesn’t . This is a stepping stone that he has earned and is so very ready for. I haven’t told him yet but plan on telling him at dinner tonight and my pussy has been so wet thinking about it and imagining the excitement he is going to have at the prospect of it all.
When i opened the door and mama was standing there I felt my pussy start to flow. I grabbed her and kissed her hard and full on the mouth sliding my tongue between her lips. I have always been a mama’s girl. Just like Harley and I share an loving family bond so do my mother and I. I pulled her inside and sat her on the couch offering her a drink and making small talk while slipping out of my clothes. I knew that neither of us were going to wait for what we both wanted. Harley would be upset to know that we went a head with out him but we would have more fun when he got home from school. For now it was our time. Before I knew what mama was doing she was naked and by my side in the kitchen. her drink was not going to be made. She laid on the counter pulling me down on top of her as she started working my pussy like only mama knows how. Mother does indeed know best. It was going to be a long weekend.