I’m sitting in the bar. You see me from across the room. I’m sitting there, sad, because I miss my Bubba. Of course, you don’t know that. You just see a sexy woman, wearing pantyhose and huge fuck-me heels. You have this wicked pantyhose fetish and you can’t take your eyes off me. You imagine how those long , long legs would feel wrapped around your neck, the friction of the silk hose against your skin, as you rub your cock against pink velvet pussy through the crotch of my pantyhose. You feel the rise of your cock within your jeans as you fantasize about me.
I glance your way, my big blue eyes locking upon yours. You look so much like my brother. My pussy does a quick twitch in my panties. I can just imagine fucking you. Maybe you’d even cry out “Oh sissy, I’m cumming.” as you fill my cunt full of juice. My brother had this moan that always sent me over the edge. I wonder what you sound like when you empty your nuts into a woman. I can close my eyes and pretend that James is home from his long distance job. I ask the bartender to send you a drink.
It’s midnight and we’re riding in your truck. Your hand is on my knee, slowly sliding upward. I notice that you seem intrigued with my silky legs. James always loved it when I wore stockings or hose. I stretch my leg out and lay my panty hosed foot right onto your pulsating package. I wiggle my toes and feel your cock answer. I’m so turned on now. My desire is spiraling out of control and begs to be filled.
You quickly pull into a hidden grove. We’re both inflamed now. You push me back on the seat. I’ve already gushed once through the silken web covering my pussy lips. I can’t get my skirt up fast enough. You’re already rubbing your cock back and forth along my legs as you nurse a swollen nipple. I pump back as you reach my hidden treasure. Your pre-cum mingles with my own wetness. I can’t take it anymore. “Fuck me, James,” I moan. You eye me, confused, and then play along.
You grab the crotch of my pantyhose, ripping them enough to access my slit, and fall onto me like a starving beast and ram me without mercy. Pulling out, with a guttural roar, you spew a massive load all over my legs.
Heading back to the bar, I slip off my pantyhose and roll them into a ball. As I slip out of your truck, I stuff them into your jacket pocket. “Don’t forget me,” I whisper. I know you won’t. Until next time…..
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Pantyhose Fetish
Sissy Boy
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.
The Sissy Boy
By: Edwin Carty Ranck
Not because he’s very wild;
The Sissy Boy is never that,
Although he’ll run if you say “Scat!”
The Sissy Boy’s infinitesimal,
He is not worth a duodecimal.
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!
Where Is Wess?
Inez has been such a bad girl this month. She has gone to the beach in the tiniest bikini without me. I know that all the horny men and young boys have been all over her. I also know my Inez and I am sure she has broken the rule of being with a man without mommy. She knows that is strictly forbidden but she loves dick and fucking so much that she forgets and does these things anyway. It doesn’t matter how much I reprimand her, no one administers discipline and punishment like Wess does. I certainly could use his special brand of teaching this little loose canon of mine a lesson on how to follow the rules that Mommy sets for her.
Ms Piggy Sissy Day
Our own Tinkerbell Transvestite had another Sissy Day. I would have never guessed just how much Sissy looks like Ms Piggy when she puts on a snout and piggy ears, the only thing that was missing was a curly piggy tail to make our Piggy Pet complete. One thing is for sure, if Ms Piggy ever needs a stunt double, our cross dressing Fairy Fag can stand in for her.The pink dress was perfect, in fact Ms Piggy actually has the same dress. How adorable is that? And did you see the cute little business cards that Princess Levi had made for our Little Dicky Sissy? They are such a pretty pink and Sissy looks so cute on them.
I think Sissy should have to pass them out on her Sissy day and offer her services for parties. I would love to see Ms Piggy Sissy be the entertainment at a cross dressing drag queen’s birthday party. You know instead of a clown or a magician, they could hire Ms Piggy Sissy. That would be one way for our Blackmail Piggy Pet to earn extra money to give to Princess. Princess could be on the phone telling her Sissy what to do. Wouldn’t it be funny if Princess made Ms Piggy Sissy do a lump of shame in her panties in the middle of the party. Everyone would smell Stinky Sissy but no one would be able to see that Little Dicky getting hard because that lump of shame is bouncing around in her pretty frilly panties.
Of course Sissy would have to record the entire thing so she could show it to Princess and be critiqued on her performance. I am sure it would take several parties and several tries before Sissy got it just right to Princess’s satisfaction. In the mean time we could all watch Sissy perform for us. And if Sissy made Princess mad, Sissy might find the videos on you tube like those pretty videos of spa day! In fact there very well may be something in this blog that is linked to the video of those beautiful long eyelashes being applied. What a bid smile Sissy had on her face in that video! Happy hunting I know your going to look for it so you can watch the video.
2 Girl Phone Sex With Our Submissive Pet
My brothers really pride themselves on the ability to break down any bitch who crosses their path. Hey love the way I will help them too. A cousin of ours is pimp herself, but swears that she is a strong woman. HaHa. Every time my brothers hear her talk about her little slut family it makes them giggle and talk about how they long to make her their pet for the night. They invited her over for a weekend of drinking and fun, and she agreed happy to leave her little brats at home. When she got to our place she knocked on the door. She always entered any place she was at like she was the hottest bitch in the room and today was not any exception. My brothers smiled at each other and exchanged a low five. I greeted her with a hug and then went to the kitchen to retrieve a couple shot glasses and the tequila. We all sat around the living room and Collette told us all about all her p mommy fun that she had been having. My bother looked at her as she took the shot to her lips giving him a cocky wink. Brother
smiled at her and told him that she was going to be their pet by the end of the weekend and she would be begging them to taste their cocks. She laughed at them and rolled her eyes. They continued to drink and finally my brother went to our room.
He lay on the bed and she crawled in next to him. She looked at him and gave him a cocky smile like only Collette could. She questioned him “You thought you were going to make me ya’lls pet? Ha, You are highly mistaken little boy.” My brother and I stood in the doorway and he pulled me closer to him lifting his hand up my shirt to play with my tits. We stared at them knowing what was about to happen, I shoved my hands down his pants and started to stroke his cock. He exhaled slightly taking a glance down at me. Looking back to Collette and my other brother on the bed, he was slapping her across the face before taking her in his grasp and telling her she was going to take him dick now. She whimpered and her ripped the front of her tank top exposing her large breast. He slapped them hard and gripped her head by the back of her hair. She moaned wildly as he took her nipple between his teeth, biting is and tearing back with it still in his mouth. He flipped her over onto her stomach and forced her face into the mattress. She whimpered and you could hear her mumble something like “stop playing.” My brother smiled wide and ripped her pants down exposing her ass. He commanded to her “You will obey us you stupid slut,” and rammed his throbbing cock into her dry ass hole. She squealed and gripped the edge of the bed. When he was done my brother left the bed and ordered me to come with him, shutting my other brother with her inside the room. I do not know what happened but when she came out she crawled behind him.I whistled for her to come to me and spread my legs open and then ordered her to eat. She responded with a “Yes Mistress and ate my pussy till I came all over her face. The next two days were so much fun, we ordered her to do our every sexual demand and make our dinners. She thanked us every time she was allowed to swallow out cum. When it was time for her to go she thanked my brothers for the fun that they had allowed her to have. All of a sudden she composed herself and stood up erect and said “No for real boys that was fun we will have to do it again.” She gave me a big hug and a kiss on the side of the cheek before walking out the door on her way back home. My brothers stood there stunned and all of a sudden I broke out in uncontrollable laughter. They had thought they broke her, but she broke them. HaHa
Sissy’s Easter Surprise
Sissy is going to be hopping down the bunny trail with a basket full of goodies and her cotton tail. This is the one year anniversary of my wonderful idea for Sissy to dress as a bunny. Her costume is so tight and revealing and it shows off her wonderful legs. She is going to be so cute Princess Levi is going to make her hop around in her pretty pink bunny outfit with her panties full of poo like a good poo poo pansy. Bouncing around in her lump of shame. A pretty little sissy for the world to see. Her gold hoop ear rings bouncing as she skips to the jingle jangle of her pretty bracelets. Sissy is so happy in her Fairy Fagot world, humming her favorite song “I’m A Poo Poo Pansy” a tune she wrote all by herself for her Princess.
I think for Easter Sissy should write a new song to the tune of “Here Comes Peter Cotton Tail” for us. I have to say the bunny costume is the best idea I have ever come up with. It doesn’t seem like it’s been a year since the first time she put it on and was so nervous about going out in public like that. I believe Sissy was told to get a Piggy costume next, to show everyone that she is a Piggy Pet as well as a Tinkerbell Transvestite. I want to see Sissy dressed as a dolly with a pacifier and a diaper and a baby bottle and a big rattle for her next Sissy day. She should have to go out in public for the entire day and have to stay in that diaper all day and not be allowed to go to a regular bathroom till the end of her Sissy day. She should wear a bonnet and a little sissy dress that is real short with her frilly panties showing from under neath. I know that would get a lot of attention! Happy Easter Sissy, it has been a year full of wonderful Sissy days, I can’t wait to see what this year brings…..
Little Dickey
My little Harley/ Hailey loves our Sissy Mascot. She tells me so all the time. Making me take her to Sissy’s very own Fuckalicious page so she can look at all the pretty pictures of Sissy and read all the stories about her. That is where she saw all the songs that our Sissy Fairy Fag has and she begged me to write one for her. So I wrote a wonderful nursery rhyme for my sweet little sissy, Harley. Of course since it was inspired by her idol, Sissy, how could I not share this with her? After all Harley is going to grow up and be just like her some day. All dressed in frilly dresses with big gold hoop earrings, feeling so pretty. In fact I have been thinking about giving Harley sissy days just like our Tinkerbell Transvestite. Sissy loves going out in public, the attention, people taking pictures, pointing and laughing at her. Harley wouldn’t get that reaction just yet. She is to young, no one can tell she is really a boy when she dressed up like Hailey and goes out. But when she gets older she is going to be just like our very own Piggy Pet. I know for Sissy her sissy days are part of her humiliation and shame, but somewhere out there among all the laughing adults is a little boy that wants to let his little girl out and he is looking at sissy with the same admiration that my Harley does. So here is the debut of the Little Dickey nursery rhyme, Harley’s first and one of many that Sissy has, enjoy~Mommy Darla loves you girls!
Little Dickey
Rub, Rub , Rub your clit
Little as can be
Merrily merrily merrily
Squirty squirt for me
Twirl twirl twirl around
Pretty as can be
Prissy prissy prissy
Curtsy once for me
Curtsy curtsy curtsy low
Knee to the ground
Sissy sissy sissy
Open up your mouth
Prance prance prance around
Skipping as you go
Bouncy bouncy bouncy
Go your lovely locks
Rub rub rub your dick
Little as it may be
Tiny tiny tiny
Pinch it once for me
What is that between your legs
A dick that you can’t see
I think you are a girly girl
That is why you love to twirl
Geisha Mommy MaryAnne Takes Care of Her Boys
My youngest son had to do a genealogy project for school. He did not realize he was a quarter Asian, and that I was half. He thought we were Canadian. I explained that’s where I was raised, but my Mommy was Korean and my Daddy French. When he did research on the Internet, he discovered a ton of sites suggesting Asian women were either geishas or massage girls. I explained that in the male fantasy world that’s how we are often viewed, but that’s not a bad thing! Asian women love to service their men. All my sons decided they wanted to see their sexy Asian mommy look like a geisha girl. I love role playing with my boys, so I decided to a be a sexy geisha/massage girl. I put on a sexy little outfit, brought out some hot oil, and showed my boys just how this Asian mommy takes care of her boys.
When they saw me in my red outfit, their little peckers stood at attention in their trousers. I felt so flattered by the attention. Since a geisha girl takes orders, I let them tell me just what they wanted. No surprise, they all wanted their little dicks massaged. I undressed each of them. Then I used hot massage oil to rub all over their little bodies, paying particular attention to those stiff dickies. I laid them on their backs; their peckers were so hard I could have played ring toss. Of course once they felt mommy’s hand on their cocks, they wanted mommy’s boobs and mouth too. A good geisha gives her men what they want.
I played with their dicks all morning. Of course they all wanted to fuck me too. I have three fuck holes perfect for servicing 3 horny boys. One went in my mouth, one slid in my wet pussy, and the other found its way into my backdoor. None of my boys lasted long. After a few strokes, this geisha mommy was covered in boy batter. I didn’t mind at all. You see boy cum means a happy ending for everyone, including me because this dirty mommy needs boy cream more than food. How can I service you?