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Sissy Julian - Chapter VIII, Camping with Auntie
by: sissystevie
Not exactly one's traditional camping experience! However, when were the
ladies of the Order particularly traditional? With the birth of Julia, her
inner sissy is unchained and the frillies fly. Will Julia be girlie enough
to join Auntie Jane's kinky dinner parties?
Again, I do recommend a review of the prior chapters to refresh your sissy
senses, not to mention a few other urges.
As always, this is a purely fanciful, fantasy fictional work. No
references are intended to portray any actual persons, situations, places
or events whether past or present.
This chapter is rated X for it's most naughty girlie fun.
Sissy Julian
Chapter VII - Camping with Auntie
by sissystevie
Reaching the town pier in the early evening, Miss Jane exclaimed, "Now my
dear Julia that was a most present stroll. Isn't it just so fun being the
simpering sissy you were born to be?"
"Oh, Auntie Jane, I feel so pretty. Thank you so much for putting this
beautiful dress on me," Julia gushed. "I love being a sissy."
"Well, my sweet soign?e sissy, we will work on just that," Auntie replied.
"Now for a quiet cruise back to camp, and perhaps you might join me for
dinner, without fainting."
They boarded the Proud Pouf. Julia felt so special as she came up the ramp
as a breeze blew her petticoat and caressed her suspenders and silk
panties.
On deck was the other boat boy, Josh. A hunk by any measure, but alas, not
Julia's heartthrob, Jock. However, Josh's tented pant salute certainly was
most appealing.
Auntie Jane gave a sly smile to Josh's 'salute,' and directed Julia to the
stately sixty-foot vintage yacht's canvas covered afterdeck. A crisply
uniformed steward stood at attention as they took seats on cushion deck
chairs overlooking the stern.
Julia had somewhat of an issue with her heavily petticoated skirt, causing
the steward to openly gawk at epicenter of her sissy charms. A more
humble, but terribly noticeable salute similar to Josh's rose in his white
pants.
"Hector, mind your measly man mast, or I shall have to take some very
sharp corrective actions," snapped Auntie Jane. The steward's pole
deflated like a pierced balloon and a genuine look of terror covered his
face.
"Now bring my niece and me some bubbly."
Steward Hector jumped as if hit by lightning - or perhaos a sharp knife to
very sensitive parts - and produced two chilled flutes. He removed and
uncorked a bottle of vintage Cristal from a nearby ice bucket. With
shaking hands, he poured each glass, amazingly managing not to spill any.
Auntie Jane eyed him like a spider courting to a trapped fly.
"Hector, you seem nervous. Perhaps a little visit with my Giselle would
calm you," she cooed with a venomous smile.
The poor servant was totally flummoxed and could only move his mouth not
even able to offer a mumble.
"Well," Auntie continued in a voice of pure ice, "you most certainly do
need some of her very special counseling. I must see what may be arranged.
"Now, I believe I ordered caviar. See if you are able to fetch that
without incident."
Hector retreated to the galley, and Auntie Jane picked up a ship's phone
to briefly speak with the bridge. She then turned to her sissy charge and
said, "Did you find that amusing, my dear?"
"Auntie, I, I, I am not sure, but you were magnificent. So strong and
beautiful," Julia stuttered back.
"So you like strong and beautiful, my dear? Well tonight you shall see
much of that at our little soiree to welcome you as a full sissy. It would
be a shame not to fully enjoy your perfect presentation. I, however, will
have to change into attire that is more appropriate to the occasion. My
very dear Flossie and Bunny will be joining us for an all girl evening.
There is so much for you to learn. So very much."
A still very troubled Hector returned with the caviar and trimmings and
dressed several toast points for mistress and sissy.
"Very good Hector, now refill our flutes and then stand in the corner
awaiting further instructions," Auntie commanded.
"Julia, isn't Lake Orenda beautiful this time of day, so placid and
serene. Just as you are now that that silly boy Julian is gone."
"Auntie, may I ask you a question?"
"Yes, of course my dear," Auntie replied.
"You disciplined Hector for getting excited, but both Josh and Jock do the
same all the time and you only smile. May I ask why," said Julia.
"Hee-hee, you are a cunning one. I like that. Hector is a servant and was
leering at your charms in a most disgusting way. Josh and Jock are special
guests and perform some very special services, especially Josh. Jock is
here for another reason," replied Auntie.
"May I ask what is the reason for J, Jo, Jock being here?" pleaded Julia.
"My but you are quite the smitten strumpet. I shall answer you this way. I
sent him back with Giselle for the simple reason that if he saw you
dressed as you are, he would lose all discipline, and you, my dear, would
have absolutely no control over your urges. It is too soon for that to
occur.
"Sweet sissy, you simply must develop more as Julia and learn to be a
womanly sissy, which we shall explore this evening. We also must determine
your special sexual preferences, which we will explore more when my
daughter, Dominica, returns in a few days.
"In the coming weeks you shall learn more about us, as we learn more about
you. This is a well-travelled path with established protocols. Some many
seem strange, others overly exotic and even painful. However, in the end,
as with many other sissies, the true you shall emerge and flourish.
"Such was true for one of my oldest and dearest friends with her now
daughter, who went from Daniel to Dani to Daphne. Such is also true with
another sissy in training down in Rhode Island at this very time. She is
now Prissy, but soon shall be Pricilla. Each sissy takes a different path
befitting her true self. Some are submissive; some are not. Some a frilly,
some are sexpots.
"In the meantime, you will reside in the company of women and refine your
feminine skills - deportment, speech, grooming, dress, and of course,
sexual techniques.
"When you are ready for Jock, you shall have him fully. But only when I,
after consulting certain other women, decide you are ready. Do you
understand and accept that, Julia?"
With a sigh Julia replied, "Yes, Auntie I accept that."
"Smile my dear, Auntie will provide a most interesting ride along the way,
starting tonight!"
*****
As the Proud Pouf approached the camp's boathouse dockside, Auntie
exclaimed, "Sweetie, finish your champagne and caviar then show me how
adroit you are at repairing your face. We are about to dock.
"Hector, report to Captain Josh after we land. He will have further
instructions."
The yacht nestled next to the dock perfectly, with lines being cast to
secure her and the boarding ramp set in place. Josh came down from the
bridge to bid his passengers farewell.
Auntie Jane led the exit and stopped next to the crisply white uniformed
Josh. Julia watched in amazement as Auntie leaned forward to whisper
something in his ear. With each word, his cannon rose to full 16 inch
salute. Julia gasp as dear old Auntie put her hand down on his battleship-
size cannon and briefly massaged it.
Poor Josh or lucky Josh? Jock was not the only boat boy smitten this
summer.
Down the ramp they went with an unforced squeal from Julia as the breeze
embraced her nether region and the peenie pouch squeezed her to
distraction. "Oh my," the befuddled boi--girl inavertedly announced.
"Was that a special moment for you my sweet demoiselle? Well, 'tis the
first of many tonight," Auntie chuckled.
As the two climbed in the golf cart for the terror speed run up the main
camp, Julia saw Giselle looking ravishing in a sever riding outfit leading
the hapless Hector away in collar, leash and handcuffs.
"Oh my, they do play rough," thought Julia.
Reaching the camp, Auntie said, "Julia, go the library where Flossie and
Bunny will refresh you."
"OMG, not those two," thought Julia, reliving prior painful churchyard
memories.
"Do it now, Julia," dispelled any inaction. I need to prepare for the
evening."
With great trepidation, Julian minced her way to the library, only to be
nonplussed once again. Some might say the true definition on a sissy is
'perpetually nonplussed.'
Flossie and Bunny by any standard were simply beautiful, but it was a far
different duo that greeted Julia. They were dressed in frilly, petticoated
and totally revealing black with white trim French maid's dresses. Each
would have made Lolita look very much an old hag.
Bunny giggled, "Don't you adore our little maids' outfits? I bet soon you
may be wearing the very same things. It's sooo naughty!"
Naughty did not begin to cover it, but the 'it' failed to cover anything
it was supposed to cover. Both young women's supple breasts were pushed up
by a quarter bra corset like Julia's and entirely exposed for one's
viewing pleasure. Silver collars fit tight about their necks with small
'D' Rings in front. Black lace fingerless gloves extended past their
elbows.
And that was the tame portion...
The white petticoats held the very short skirts to a near ballerina's
horizontal angle, fully revealing their remaining 'display-lingerie.'
Their black silk panties were frilly, but utterly crotchless, fully
exposing and framing their hairless twin tunnels of pleasure. Of course,
black suspenders and silk stocking tops only served to further frame and
enhance the view. Impossibly high black silk heels with ankle bows,
anklets and frilly garters finished out the sheer full fashion hose.
Julia thought how much she would like to wear one of those outfits for
Jock, but the theme tonight seemed to be all women, with men being the
last thing on anyone's besotted brain.
Imagine what those outfits would have done to the hapless Hector? However,
at that point his only focus was on Giselle's whistling whip.
"Oh, I knew you were such a complete sissy milksop when I first saw you.
Now you are simply lovely, even beautiful!" exclaimed Flossie.
"Oh, we want you to be one of us now," Bunny enthused. "Such fun. We love
teaching new girlies, even if we do have to share Mistress Jane.
"But now we have to repair you lovely face, hair and dress to make you
ready for Mistress Jane."
*****
Before a roaring fire in the stately library, a perfectly repaired Julia
stood between the two vamp maids as Miss Jane Elizabeth Bichier made her
grand entrance to the very deepest of curtsies.
"How lovely, how perfectly lovely!" exclaimed Auntie Jane. "A vision of
perfect pulchritude, and so ripely displayed."
Perhaps they were, but they simply paled before their Goddess.
Her rich, thick silver hair flowed past a perfectly made-up face and down
a long-sleeved, floor length impeccably detailed 1930s vintage sheer black
peignoir done up by many tiny satin covered buttons that covered her like
a second skin. Regal would have been a gross understatement. Sexy simple
failed utterly to describe her. Only Goddess seemed appropriate.
Under the transparent gown her only other items seemed to be a delicate
fine lace garter belt and seamed silk stockings ending in perfect six-inch
pointed toe stiletto heels. A large signet ring with that ever-present
crest was on her left ring finger with a matching anklet on her right
foot. Nails and lips were blood red.
In a throaty Lauren Bacall voice Aunties said, "I think we will remain
here this evening my pets. We have much to teach Julia, and what fun it
shall be.
"Flossie, fetch the champagne and Bunny fetch the treats."
Sitting down on a chaise lounge, exposing her silken legs and sharp heels
she asked Julia to come and sit beside her on the floor.
"Julia, what you see is pure womanhood. You must come to fully appreciate
it to understand it, and only when you understand it will you be able to
become it. This is especially true for a sissy.
"Tell me, my pet, am I beautiful?"
"You're a Goddess. Never have I seen anyone your equal," muttered a
besotted Julia.
Bunny and Flossie returned, each with a silver tray. Bunny knelt and
placed her canap? tray on a small table next to Auntie Jane. Flossie offer
a flute of champagne first to Auntie and then to Julia. Both stepped back
and stood with hands folded in front and they looked at Aunties
intoxicating heels.
After a sip of wine, Auntie said, "Girls, Julia needs to see how women
make love, and I can think of no better examples than my special two
vixens. Go to the center of the room in from of Julia and me and show our
new charge how a woman makes love and is made love to."
Bunny and Flossie turned, lightly kissed, and then proceeded to turn on a
stereo device and retrieve a pink satin comforter, which they spread on
the floor before returning to their embrace, this time deeper, but still
very gentle.
As the soft music filtered the room, embraces became deeper. Their maid's
dresses fell to the floor as each mouth explored the other's face.
Delicate, perfectly manicured hands caressed supple bodies.
Moans were now accompanying the music and a glistening glow appeared on
each pussy.
Never had Julia even thought of anything this erotic, let alone witnessed
it.
"Is it not perfection, my sweet?" asked Auntie.
"Beautiful," moaned Julia.
"Watch closely because you shall do that to me," replied Auntie.
The floor show was coming to a climax as Flossie had completed her tour of
Bunny's succulent breasts and was now fully engaging her throbbing pussy
with her tongue.
Bunny had disengaged, as she was now a quivering mass of organism
intensity and the hands and mouth of Flossie.
"Watch, my pet," whispered Auntie, "few men could even achieve this level
of stimulation. Bunny is about to have what old time erotic writer called
a 'little death.'
Also watch wile Flossie has her own 'moment.'"
And indeed they both did just that, collapsing in erotic fulfilled
exhaustion.
Auntie parted her peignoir and slid her middle finger down her moist pussy
lips. "See what it does to a woman." Then holding her finger to Julia's
mouth, "Now taste and relish a Goddess' essence."
Julia licked and sucked up Auntie's nectar, only to be offer it twice
more. It was intoxicating, just as her Mistress well knew it would be.
Auntie asked, "Flossie are you able to help Julia undress. I'm afraid you
have poor Bunny still in a state."
A flushed Flossie rose and removed Julia's dress and petticoat, but
nothing else. It was clear that her peenie pouch was in considerable
distress, but no relief was suggested.
"We shall start with my breasts," whispered Auntie as she undid the top of
her gown. "Flossie, show Julia how to make love to them."
Flossie began to kiss and caress Auntie's left breast in the most tender,
reverent manner.
"Julia, observe and repeat on my other breast," sighed Auntie.
For the next twenty minutes both girls made love to the Goddess' breasts,
each trying to outdo the other in giving pleasure to their Mistress.
"Well, well, my dear Julia, you are a quick learner," Auntie whispered in
a husky voice and she spread her silken legs. "Now, Flossie, show Julia
how to please Mistress in the most intimate way.
"Flossie, do one thing and have Julia repeat in. Together you shall give
your Goddess great womanly pleasure."
After a half hour, Auntie was in peaceful bliss and both Julia and Flossie
covered in delectable juices, both Auntie's and their own.
"Oh girls, that was wonderful," Auntie said, again with that glowing
breathy sotto voice. "Now we must tend to Julia. Has Bunny recovered
sufficiently to participate? Flossie, you are so naughty to bring her to
those jarring orgasms."
"I'm sure we can rallying her given the prospect of nibbling on our new
nubile nymphet's tender titties," replied Flossie.
"Very well, lay her out on the comforter and position yourselves as we
discussed. I shall join you momentarily," Auntie said.
Bunny had stirred and straightening out the comforter, and Flossie had
Julia lie on her back in its center. Then the two hungry vixens laid on
either side of our comely cumquat with head and one hand about each breast
and the other upon her thigh.
Julia just shivered, knowing something very special was upon, or aside,
her. The 'upon' came as Auntie appeared over her head. Slowly the Goddess'
dripping nether region descended as she knelt just over Julia's face,
fully exposing her most precious of precious charms.
"Now girls, give this lovely sissy her first true womanly orgasm,"
breathed Auntie.
Each girls mouth descended upon Julia bullet hard nipples while their
hands softly caressed each breast. Auntie's womanhood rested just above
Julia eyes and nose, giving her the vision and scent of heaven on earth.
Julia moaned as a flame started deep in her soul, and just it rose,
Flossie's other hand gently began pulling and pushing Julia's Mr. Wigglie
while Bunny's lower hand even so softly stroked Julia panty front and
peenie pouch.
"Slowly, gently girls. Let it build," cautioned Auntie.
A Cape Canaveral galactic rocket launch would seem like a dud firecracker
compared to what was going on in Julia's body and soul.
Julia experienced it all, and as never before. Real womanhood was blasting
into her soul. She moaned, she screamed, she shook and she cried, then she
simply passed out.
Despite Julia's peenie pouch's restrictions, it was awash with the
creamiest of sissy creamies.
Her fate was sealed.
To be continued...
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