Billy's Fully Fashioned Frolics   part 3  by Priscilla (cont from P18)


Billy's career as a full-time sissy develops in this episode with more exciting opportunities to enjoy his favourite lingerie.

The owner of the boutique led the two young sissies back into the Display Room, to find the three occupants deeply involved in giving each other extreme pleasure and satisfaction. Billy and Charlotte looked at each other and giggled. Miss Frocks gazed on the intimate scene, beaming with pleasure.
Billy's Mummy, Auntie Jean and the sissy assistant realised they were being watched and scrambled back to their seats, smoothing down their clothing and tidying their hair.
"Oh, Billy, you look adorable" cried his Aunty Jean "Doesn't he look fabulous Laura?"
Billy's Mummy looked on her sissy son in astonishment, feeling a sinfully delicious dampening in her panties. This was wrong she knew, but her little sissy looked so very hot.
He had been dressed in a very sheer lacy blouse, with lots of fancy frills on the front either side of the row of little pearl buttons. A black slim fitting leather mini skirt accentuated the curves of his pert little bum. Very sheer dark tan seamed nylons shimmered on his long legs, which appeared even longer in the red patent leather stiletto heels he was standing in. His boyish haircut had been teased into something more feminine, with a curl of his fringe swept over one eye. His nails had been manicured and painted in a red lacquer that matched the colour of his shoes, and lipstick.
He presented a very elegant understated image, that was at the same time devastatingly sexy.
Auntie Jean's lesbian desires wanted him as a girl, but knowing he was an effeminate little sissy who adored her stocking clad legs made her want him even more. It was good fortune that she was his Aunt in name only, to hide the fact that his Mummy and she were lesbian lovers. Otherwise she felt she would be accused of having an improper relationship, which could cause some difficulties in her professional career. Billy didn't know what this was exactly, but knew it involved stuff that got reported in the legal proceedings bits of the paper his Mummy read.
Winking at Laura, she asked Billy if he would be so kind as to check her very expensive stockings for any snags or ladders, after her recent activities on the floor of the Display Room. She stood up, holding her skirt up above her stocking tops. Billy locked his eyes on her shapely limbs, and crossed the room, sinking to a squatting position at her feet. Keeping his balance by spreading his knees apart, this allowed his penis to pop up to full erection inside the front of his gossamer soft full cut silky nylon panties.
Slowly shuffling around Aunty Jean's feet, he carefully smoothed out the wrinkles in her nylons, working them around her legs gently, caressing them into place with his soft hands. When they were smoothed out to his satisfaction, he unclipped the suspenders and refastened them carefully. He took a long time doing this as he was very precise in making sure that they were fastened evenly around Aunty Jean's soft thighs. Jean by this time was standing with her eyes closed in rapture, sighing with pleasure at what Billy was doing to her.
Charlotte the sissy assistant whispered into Miss Frock's ear.
Susan smiled at the suggestion. Waiting for Billy to finish his enjoyable task, she called to him.
"Billy my dear, you do that so beautifully, Charlotte here was wondering if you would like to start working with us on a part time basis. We could use a Specialist Nylon Stocking Assistant to take the pressure off the staff."
Billy blinked his wide eyes and looked across the room to his Mummy. He saw her nod her head and smile at him. He looked up at Miss Frocks and Charlotte, blushed deep red and whispered,
"Oh yes please, could I?" Aunty Jean rested a hand on his head. "He has other talents that could be used to your advantage, and your customer's deep satisfaction too." The mature ladies moved off into Miss Frock's office to discuss how Billy could be best employed in the Emporium.
Charlotte, and her fellow assistant (who had been observing the proceedings in fascinated silence) rushed to Billy and threw their arms around him. Billy accepted their hot kisses willingly, much as he accepted the sensation of two very hard penises pressing urgently into his upper thighs.
"Oh it's going to be such fun working together Billie," they cried.
Billy felt hot moist lips clamp on his mouth before he could reply, but signalled his agreement by softly clasping a stiff little penis in each hand and giving it an affectionate squeeze.
The three sissies were wriggling and squirming to a simultaneous ejaculation of their sissy appreciation of all things soft and silky when the ladies returned to the room.
"Well that's settled then, we shall bring Billy back on Saturday morning, so that he can start work as your new Specialist Nylon Stocking Assistant Fitting Technician."
"That's wonderful my darlings, I shall place adverts in the local press about the special skills of our new member of staff. Knowing my local ladies very well, I think Billie will be busy all day!"
During the car journey back home, Billy asked his Mummy exactly what they had told the lovely owner of the Emporium about him. When he found out that part of his duties as a Stocking Fitting Technician were to include the complete satisfaction of the customers, he blushed with deep pleasure. He hadn't realised that his oral skills were so important to the task of helping a lovely lady to choose and try on pairs of silky soft, sheer, seamed nylon stockings.
He sank down into his seat, closing his eyes as his penis pumped its joyful anticipation into his deliciously silky panties.
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Billy quickly settled into his new position at the Sissy Emporium. His first Saturday was fairly quiet, with just a few nice ladies visiting to have their choice of new nylon hosiery supervised by the new "Specialist Nylon Stocking Assistant Fitting Technician".
When they realised how skilful Billy was at making their legs feel extra special in their choice of new nylons, they quickly availed themselves of ALL his special attentions. All of the ladies remarked on Billy's shop uniform, and how nice his legs looked clad in nylon stockings and high heels. The heels he wore were so high that the line from above his knees down to his toes was almost vertical. The fact that his outfit consisted of a very lacy basque with eight suspenders, a sheer chiffon frilly blouse, elbow length sheer nylon gloves that matched the colour of his stockings, but no panties, may have had a bearing on their appreciation of his appearance.
The ladies quickly learnt that there was a direct connection between the stiffness of Billy's exposed penis, and the appearance of their own legs in their new stockings. It was no accident that the sales of sheer fully fashioned seamed stockings, in both very fine denier nylon and silk, began to surpass the sales of pantyhose and other less glamorous styles.
That first Saturday ended with a visit by two mature sisters who lived together in a small cottage in a nearby village. The spinsters were the subject of many rumours about their lifestyle, but they let any malicious comments pass, and kept themselves to themselves. Billy had heard some of the rumours at school, and he felt nervous when they were shown into the fitting room to try on some new stockings.
They were both immaculately made up, with perfect hair, fur coats, lots of jewellery, and highly polished court shoes. Billy busied himself choosing some stockings from the rapidly dwindling stocks, and turned to face the two formidable ladies. He caught the scent of their powerful perfumes as he approached them.
"Well Gladys, I don't know how this boy can possibly help us, do you?"
"Cynthia, give the lad a chance, I'm sure he knows what he is doing. Remember what those adverts said?"
"I just don't know Gladys, but I suppose we had better find out, now we are here."
"I have selected a few pairs of our very finest stockings for you madam," Billy said, holding out his choices for the ladies to inspect. "Ooooh, I like these dark seamed ones Cynthia, don't you?"
"They look far too tarty for me Gladys, but I suppose they will be all right for your frivolous taste" Cynthia sniffed.
Billy noticed that the lady called Gladys was wearing very fine stockings and higher heels than her sister, who was clad in heavier nylons that completely hid her legs from view.
"Would you like me to open the packet for you madam?" Billy asked Gladys.
"Yes please Billy, but first I need to take off the ones I am wearing ."
"Let me help you madam, I know how tricky it can be sometimes."
Gladys looked across to her sister and raised her eyebrows.
"Can you stand up please madam?" Billy asked in his politest tone of voice.
"Why, of course young man. Will you unclip my suspenders for me please?"
Gladys stood up, and grasping the hem of her silk dress, slowly raised it along with her lace hemmed underslip, to her waist. Billy squatted at her feet, and gently unfastened the numerous suspenders from her stockings. He caressed her upper thighs as he moved around to undo each clip, noticing that Gladys moved her feet apart slightly to allow easier access to her suspenders.
When all the clips were undone, Billy then gently rolled and smoothed the stockings down the soft silky flesh until Gladys could raise her foot to have the shoe and stocking carefully removed.
Billy then took the new stockings from their packet, and in the time honoured way that shop assistants have, he draped them across his forearm, and slowly pulled them across it so that the ladies could admire their beautiful dark colour and sheer texture. Gladys returned to her seat, still holding her dress and slip up to her waist. Billy knelt at her feet, and bunched up the first stocking, ready to slip it into her toes.
As he slid it past her ankle, Billy noticed another now familiar aroma teasing his sense of smell. Gladys parted her legs in readiness to stand up, and Billy noticed a dark spot in the pink panties presented to his gaze. He looked up at Gladys and smiled into her eyes as she looked down at him. "You're very naughty," she whispered, "but I'm enjoying what you are doing for me." She looked directly at Billy's growing erection and giggled.
"What's going on between you two?" demanded Cynthia. "Is he doing what I think he is doing Gladys?"
As Cynthia was sitting on the opposite side of the fitting room, Billy had his back to her so that she couldn't see exactly what Billy was doing to her sister.
"You should get this young fellow to look after you Cynthia, you may find it very good for you."
"Well, don't take up all his time, I need some stockings too you know!"
Billy finally finished clipping all Gladys' suspenders to her stockings, and having made sure they were completely free of wrinkles, squatted back on his haunches, smiling up at the lovely mature spinster, unashamedly showing her his twitching erection. Gladys blushed and bent down to kiss him on his forehead.
"Thank you, that was lovely, now you must help my sister."
Billy gathered the remaining packets of nylons, and crossed the thick carpet to Cynthia.
"Now young man, I shall remove my own stockings, so just wait there until I am ready." She hiked up her tweed skirt and swiftly unhooked the thick matte finish stockings she was wearing. As she unrolled them down her legs, she heard Billy gasp softly.
"What's the matter with you then?" demanded Cynthia.
"It's your legs ma'am" Billy replied softly. "They're wonderful, so shapely, so creamy, ooohhhh, they're lovely!"
"Never mind about that, come here and put some stockings on them for me."
Billy quickly moved to kneel at her feet and began slipping the first nylon onto her toes.
"Haven't you got any thicker ones than those?"
"No ma'am, I don't have anything like the ones you were wearing. We only stock the finest silk and nylon stockings from France, Italy and the very best we can find in this country. I'm sorry."
"Oh never mind, get on with it then, hurry up...."
She tailed off as she felt the 15 denier nylon being stroked up her leg by Billy's soft nylon gloved hands. Billy was blushing furiously, his ears bright pink. As he smoothed the stocking into place, he felt his penis stirring again. Closing his legs swiftly, he reached for the other nylon and tried to concentrate on doing his very best for this rather unkind demanding woman. Unfortunately, the sight of both her legs encased in sheer nylon, the dark welts, the seams, the reinforced heels and toes proved too much for Billy and he buried his face in her lap, stroking the backs of her legs as he covered her thighs in a torrent of soft wet kisses.
He felt her thighs part, and as he kissed his way between her thighs and onto the front of her surprisingly racy black lacy panties, it suddenly went dark as she dropped her skirt down over his head. He felt her hands guiding him towards her sensitive places, and he wriggled a hand around her leg to pull the panties aside. He plunged his hot soft tongue into her tight little slit and started to lick and kiss the way he knew ladies enjoyed being licked and kissed. Cynthia's hips started to undulate, and Billy felt his lips and chin getting wet, until Cynthia let out a gasp and a long sigh as she reached the point of no return.
"Oh my God Gladys," she cried, "He's even better than you! Oh don't stop, don't stop...."
Billy heard her speak, and then knew that all those rumours he had heard were true. He plunged into the hot open slimy wet slit with renewed vigour. He sensed that someone was behind him, and then felt a warm soft hand reach around his waist and grasp his stiff erection. He felt his oozing pre cum being slowly massaged around the exposed head, and then a second hand reached around and grasped further down his penis. Slowly the hands massaged him up and down, and the more he licked Cynthia, the more she wriggled and gasped, and the faster the hands wanked him.
Eventually, he couldn't deny the inevitable, and his hot throbbing penis erupted, spurting his creamy white juice all over Cynthia's new stockings.
When everybody had recovered, Billy went and got more stockings from the stockroom. On the way back, he passed his sissy friend Charlotte who was tidying up the main showroom.
"That took a long time Billie! We're closing up now. I hope it was worth it."
"Oh yes Charlotte, I had a lovely time with those ladies in the end, and the best of it is, they bought twenty pairs of stockings each!" Charlotte threw her arms around Billy. "I'm so happy for you Billie, you are going to do so well here!"
Billy would have replied, but his lips were occupied by Charlotte's hot kisses, and a warm hand was gripping his penis and starting to rub it up and down.
Billy sighed, "Yes," he thought, "I am going to like it here..."

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With very best wishes Ms Frocks to yourself and that mischievous young nephew!
My pleasure, Priscilla dear. What a lovely story. I loved Billy's uniform as a Stocking Technician.
Aunt Frocks x