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Oh My Gourd

Posted 2 weeks ago by Francie

Oh my gourd

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I may be a white bitch, but I’m not your typical white bitch. Sure, I love a good pumpkin patch trip in October like the rest of them, but my intent is much different. I dragged my simp to the local pumpkin patch and forced him to walk around the options.

We were looking for a medium-sized gourd. Not too big, not too small. I was partial to the snowball pumpkins, but for some reason, every time I held one up to his crotch, he would look around in sheer panic. “Oh my God, Mistress, stop.”

“How will we know it’s the right size if I don’t test it?”

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

What’s the best thing about being a sissy? That’s hard to say because there are different types of sissies, and each of them are individuals! But today, we are going to talk about teasing and denying.

I love teasing daddy a lot. Just the other day I tried on a bunch of sexy Halloween costumes for him. I couldn’t figure out which one to wear to the neighbor’s Halloween party, and who knows better than daddy! He never lies to me, and he always tells me how sexy I look.

I had four costumes to try out, and I did a sexy little fashion show for him. I was a sexy witch, a sexy feline, a catholic school uniform and lastly, a sexy nurse in latex uniforms. Daddy chose the nurse uniform, of course.

Each time I stepped out, I flaunted my goodies in his face and his lap a few times. I did some twirls and bent over, so he could see my panties, but I wasn’t wearing panties in my last try-out. That really got daddy’s engine going.

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Trapped In The Graveyard

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Thick fog coiled around my ankles. I kicked the whisps away from my knee-high black boots and adjusted the backpack on my shoulder. Katie and Tommy dared me to spend Halloween Night in the oldest graveyard in town. It’s a hidden-away little plot with broken tombstones and this two-foot-high fence that does nothing to keep people out. The rusted fence may have had a purpose when the graves were dug, but now the rumors about the ghosts who live there are what keep people far away from the secluded site.

The beam of my flashlight bounces to and fro as I step over the small barrier. My skin prickled immediately from the temperature change. Fog no longer swirled on this side of the fence; it was far too cold. “I shouldn’t be here.” A whisper of a thought echoed in my mind, but I wasn’t one to back down from a dare. I’d show Katie and Tommy that the rumors were stupid. Obviously, ghosts aren’t real.

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Sleep Paralysis Demon

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Imagine yourself as a young man with a horrifying, repeated experience. One that no one believes is true. Robbie hadn’t started masturbating when I latched onto him. His innocence drew me in. His dreams were all sweet as sugar, and I longed to taint them. When he’d fallen into the deepest sleep state, I slithered over his sleeping body and seeped into his skin—taking hold of his limbs and pinning them down. This was always my favorite part because his eyes would spring open and he’d watch me, immobile as I took from him what every sleep paralysis demon wants most.

His seed.

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Gossiping Ghouls

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The party was in full swing, and you know how lips start to loosen when the drinks are flowing. I was on my way to the kitchen to refill my solo cup when I heard tittering. You know the kind? The not-so-hushed giggles of overindulgent mean girls who think no one can hear the awful things they say about people right in front of them. “Ew, there SHE is.” One blurted to the hunched-over group staring at me. “I hear she, like, has a cock and stuff.”

“Oh my God, yeah.” Another of the polished ghouls cackled. “My brother has gym with her and he says they make her use the boys locker room so he’s seen her dick!”

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The Becketts’ Haunted Mansion has been a tradition for several years now. I wasn’t able to make it last year. Every year they select students that they want to help. They take it very seriously. The students that choose to participate have to go to their house for orientation, training, and rehearsal. Then they have to commit to volunteer every weekend of October. This year they chose me! At first, I didn’t know if I could handle the time commitment with my job. But they told me that they wanted me to be an evil Raggedy Ann doll. They told me that I was perfect for the part, and that I looked so much like Raggedy Ann, and no one else would cut it. So I finally agreed to do it. I have to admit that it sounded like a lot of fun.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 EXT. 463

Walk into my room and see me sitting on the edge of my bed. Just getting home from work, I need to change out of my work clothes and slip into something comfier. I took my work clothes off already, so I’m just in my lingerie. I walk over to the closet to get my pink fuzzy robe. But there’s still one more job for you to do.

I have these black sheer stockings on, and I need help getting them off. My heels have already been kicked off, and I hold up my feet for you once I see you walk closer to me. They are clipped onto my garter belt. You run your hands up my legs lightly and unclip them so they can be stripped off.

You start with my left leg and gently pull the stockings off inch by inch till they are on my feet, and you pull it off my foot, exposing my purple pedicure. Next you do the same with my right leg, stripping off that stocking, again, inch by inch, exposing my sexy bare legs. Now I want you to do something else for me, my last favor.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

It was clearly fall, but I wanted to show off my bikini body and swim one last time and have a threesome, so my friends Jenny and Jim went to the indoor pool with me. I dipped my toes into the water, and it was so warm, so I did a lovely little swan dive into the deep end of the pool and swam to my friends who were just standing in the shallow end.

I stood up and walked up the stairs to go lay in my chair, and the water dripped down my body, dripped down every inch of me. Jim sounded like he was getting horny, and he called me back in the water with him and Jenny. I was a little horny too, hoping something might happen in the water, so I took the bait and walked back in.

I was against the end of the pool and Jenny started making out with my and groping my tits under water. She undid my bikini straps and let my top fall into the water. Jim and Jenny both started sucking on a tit each and licked and sucked my nipples. I was feeling so sensitive.

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Monster Hunting With Francie And Zoey

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“Got the hundredth time,” Zoey whined as she stepped over a large tree root, careful not to trip. “Vampires aren’t real, Frannie. We aren’t going to find a monster! Can we please go back home?” I waved my hand behind me to hush her. We’d been on the trail for a little over an hour, and we’d have already made it to Dracula’s lair if my damn cell service hadn’t gone out.

We were searching blind now that the sun had set, but we were close. I could feel it. Just ahead, framed by large weeping willows, was the maw of a cave. The one I’d been researching. The one where Dracula had set up his home for the last bit of the current century. “There!” I hissed and felt Zoey crash into my back as I stopped abruptly. She let out a squeak when we collided, and the sound caused a cloud of bats to erupt from the mouth of the cave! Their wings caused a rush of warm air so strong it knocked us to the ground. While Zoey flung her arms up to protect her hair, I looked up. Amazed by Dracula’s creatures’ wings and little fangs as they darted off into the night, leaving their Master unprotected.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext. 463

As I was coming home from school, I heard some noise up in my room. I walked up the stairs slowly, so I didn’t scare the mystery away. My door was mostly closed, but still cracked open, so I peeked inside, and who did I find? My naughty little brother.

I burst through the door and asked, “what do you think you’re doing there, Johnny?” He was caught red-handed. He whipped around so fast, still holding two fistfuls of my most intimate panties. I saw bikinis and thongs, in all colors and fabrics. He looked at me with wide eyes and dropped both handfuls.

“I caught you red-handed, didn’t I?” I said, giggling. “You need some punishments now, don’t you?” Pushing him down on my bed, I was ready to do all kinds of things that would embarrass even the bravest of the little brothers. I started by taking off his shirt and his pants but left his socks and boxers on. He thought I was hot, I knew that, and he already had a sexy little bro boner.

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