Sissy is a Bride's Maid, Pt. 02

Dear Reader,

In Part 1, Sissy Joycie met another bride's maid, Jasper, whom he adores. Jasper took Joycie home with her. At the threshold of her bedroom Joycie revealed that he's a boy.

Sincerely,

Whippet

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After my tearful admission Jasper drew me into her tender embrace and gently stroked my long hair.

"It's alright, Honey Boy," she said warmly. "Don't cry."

Then Jasper led me by the hand into her boudoir. The cozy chamber was a sissy's dream with a frilly canopy bed, a makeup table and soft lighting. The table was covered with cosmetics, curlers, lotions and perfumes. There were recent issues Elle and Vogue on the chair.

"Let me unzip you, Joycie," offered Jasper.

After she unzipped my gown, I did hers. We giggled when we saw that our slips were identical. We were both wearing Linea Donatella satin chemises with sequins on the bodice and Chantilly lace on the hems.

"Get comfortable," she said. "I'm going downstairs to make us hot cocoa."

I love exploring women's private spaces, so I eagerly ventured into Jasper's en suite bathroom. It was painted a lovely peach hue and there was a bidet beside the toilet.

A drying rack in the tub held several pairs of Jasper's sexy thongs. There was also a strapless bra with a delightful Jaquard design on the cups. What a lovely sight!

When I snooped in a vanity drawer I found her feminine hygiene supplies. Sanitary pads and tampons enthrall me because they touch a woman's most intimate opening. I unwrapped an Always maxipad, removed the paper backing and attached it to the cotton gusset of my knickers.

Then I sat on the bidet with a Kotex Gentle Glide tampon and a tube of Jasper's personal lubricant. I inserted the plastic applicator into my tushie, pushed the inner tube upward and felt the tampon slide deep inside me. I gently tugged on the string hanging out of my derriere to be sure that the cotton absorber was inserted securely. The wonderful girlie sensation of using a pad and a tampon was thrilling!

I was pulling up my panties just as Jasper returned. She was carrying a silver tray with an elegant tea set. There were little marshmallows in our steaming cocoa. She placed the tray on her bureau and handed me my cup and saucer.

"Come sit with me, Joycie," said Jasper with a smile. We sat on the finely upholstered love seat across from her bed with our bodies touching.

Jasper was wearing perfume which I hadn't noticed at the wedding reception. As I breathed in her delightful floral scent, I wondered whether she'd spritzed it on for me.

While we sipped our cocoa, I furtively peeked at my new friend to savor her beauty. Jasper's wavey ginger hair perfectly complemented her lovely green eyes. She was wearing emerald stud earrings and had a piercing on her lower lip. I quickly looked away when she caught me gazing at her.

"It's alright, Sweetie," she cooed. "I like looking at you, too. You're very comely."

Her compliment made my toes curl inside my nylon stockings. I felt myself blush and I'm sure my face was red.

I hadn't quite finished my cocoa when she took away my cup.

"It's time for bed now, Sweetie," she said. "Let's get you a night gown."

Jasper led me to her bureau and asked, "Would you prefer a peignoir robe and nightie or a baby doll with matching panties, Sweetheart?"

I love all kinds of women's sleepwear. So I couldn't decide which to select.

"Will you choose for me, please?" I asked.

"Of course, Dear," she said pleasantly.

Jasper selected a cute little baby doll set from Cosabella. The shorty gown was made of sheer white nylon tricot and featured sumptuous lace on the shoulder straps and bodice. Dainty pink ribbons and bows embellished the short skirt down to its flouncy hem. The coordinating bloomers were made of soft satin and a darling little flower applique adorned the narrow waistband.

Jasper held the nightie in front of me and nodded approvingly.

"Would you like to be my fantasy bride tonight, Joycie?" she asked warmly.

The delightful notion filled me with feminine bliss! I had always longed to experience a wedding night the way that a woman does.

"Oh Jasper! I'd love be your bride!" I said excitedly.

"I'm so glad!" she said with a broad smile.

Jasper put her arms firmly around my slender waist, tipped me backwards and kissed me deeply. When she tenderly caressed my derriere, my little sissy weenie stiffened inside my nylon panties.

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There were two sinks in Jasper's bathroom and she suggested that we prepare for bed together. She asked me to unclasp her brassiere. I did so and then she unclasped mine. She nonchalantly removed her bra and stood erect in front of her mirror. Jasper's gorgeous tanned breasts were large and tear-shaped with upturned nipples. I timidly followed her lead and exposed my own silicone boobies.

"They're lovely," said Jasper with genuine admiration.

Then she drew me closer and eagerly fondled my titties. Her soft fingers tickled my tender flesh which made me giggle. I was too shy to touch Jasper so I relaxed and enjoyed being felt up. She kissed my cheek when she had had enough of my bosom. Her lavish attention made me more confident about my body image.

Jasper allowed me to change into my baby doll nightgown in the privacy of her bathroom. When I emerged she was sitting on her lovely canopy bed with the duvet turned down. Jasper was wearing a black nightshirt with 'Fifty Shades of Grey' in pink letters across the bodice. She smiled invitingly and patted the mattress next to her. I nervously sat beside her.

She could sense that I was tense and asked me, "Is this your first time, Sweetie?"

I was humiliated to be a 30-year old virgin but I nodded my head truthfully. The admission magnified my anxiety and tears welled up in my eyes. I wanted to run away.

Jasper held my hand, dried my tears and hugged me to her bosom. "I understand, Joycie," she said warmly. Then she added in a soft voice, "Would you rather just snuggle tonight, Honey Boy?"

I was relieved that Jasper wasn't expecting me to perform for her because my little willie had gone soft. My tears of humiliation turn to tears of gratitude.

"Yes please, Jasper," I whispered with heartfelt emotion.

Jasper laid me down on the mattress and gently stroked my hair. Then she lay down and spooned me from behind as she hummed a soothing lullaby. I melted into her tender embrace and soon nodded off into sissy dreamland.

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I hope you enjoyed Part 2. Comments are always welcome.