Date: Thu, 22 Apr 2010 08:47:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Victoria Subject: Darla the Good Little Scout "Darla? Darla Jean?" I shivered at the shrill sound of my bitch of a mother screaming out to me from the bedroom of our trailer. Why couldn't she speak in a normal tone? For that matter why couldn't she get her fat ass out of bed and come out to speak to me like a normal person? I had just left the house and was standing out front getting ready to go out on my sales route. I'm a scout, you see. A Sissy Scout Level 3, I'll have you know! I worked very hard for this designation. This time every year we sissy scouts go door to door selling cookies and candy to support our cause "making sissies even sissier". When I think of all those young sissies out there who can't apply makeup and don't know a corset from a bustier, well it brings a tear to my eye! Back to Mama, and her nagging.. "What is it mother dear? I'm listening!" "Sissy, do you have a full selection of your cookies and candies, and did you remember to grab your receipt pad?" "Yes mother dear, I'm all ready to serve the public!" "Pick me up a pack of luckies on your way home, won't you, Darla? And keep your panties on! At least for the non-paying customers you meet! Do you have a tube of lipstick with you so you can fix yourself up if necessary?" "For heavens sake, Mother! Of course I'm prepared! I have my little purse with me, and it's fully supplied. I'll ask Mr. Gonzalez at the convenience store if he'll sell me your cigs, Mama. You really should quit, you know! I'm even taking Mr. Fluffy with me!" Mr. Fluffy is my poodle – a very randy white standard poodle who has been groomed to look like a show dog. So with my pink wagon stocked with cookies and candy and my sales supplies and little purse Mr. Fluffy and I made our way out of the trailer park and out into the street. Oh I got the usual insults from the young bullies in the trailer park...the troublemakers! I think they're really cute but Mama insists I stay away from them for fear they will rip my dress or try to do something manly to me. That Billy Monroe and his little gang always grab their crotches when they see me, and I try not to look, but after all, I am a sissy! You would think they would be impressed by my official sissy scout uniform and the badges I have earned! My uniform is made of crisp linen, pale pink in color, and it covers a simple white silky blouse with a peter pan collar and white embroidery around the collar and cuffs of the sleeves. The dress is a jumper really, and the bib part of the jumper is where my badges are neatly sewn onto the fabric. I'm also wearing my sissy scout pink bow in my hair, white knee socks and black mary janes. One of the requirements of the outfit is to wear two very stiff and frilly white petticoats underneath the jumper which causes it to flare out in the sweetest of manner. Whenever the wind blows up I am sure my panties are visible. The panties we wear are of our own choosing, but they must be made of silk, nylon or lycra, in pink or white, and no cotton is allowed. I have always favored pink, and mine today are pink satin with a row of little white bows across the middle of my bottom. They feel ever so nice on my smooth skin and my little sissy clit can't stop bouncing around in the sensuous material. We sissies are always taught that an erection is perfectly normal, and to not hide it from others! Thank goodness I inherited "little penis" genes and mine is only a few inches long, even when hard! I would just die if I had a big one flopping around. How unladylike! I never met Daddy, but Mama says he was a pencil dicked stock boy where she worked who was always trying to get into her panties. When she finally relented she was impregnated before she even knew he was inside her! Ooh I feel something cold and wet between my legs! "Stop that, Mr. Fluffy!" That dog always has damn nose up under my skirt! Just like all the males in the neighborhood! Let me tell you about my badges! I'm terribly proud of them! My first badge was for gift wrapping and bow making – we sissies are the best gift wrappers! I won this award by utilizing live flowers into my package decorating. My second badge was earned in the area of the proper care of lingerie and folding – very important duties for a sissy, don't you think? Mama has big nasty bloomer panties, but my Aunt Violet has the loveliest taste in panties. I washed and then folded and arranged her panty drawer into a kaleidiscope of pretty pastels! It was so pretty my Aunt took photos for my ScoutMistress and then insisted that I arrange her panty drawer each week! My third badge was so much fun to earn! I had to learn how to bring a man to orgasm with my hand, and that one took a lot of practice! It took a while to earn this because it seemed I barely got my hand around a man's thick throbbing penis and it was already squirting! How's a sissy to get to perfect her technique and earn her badge when these men are not cooperating? Men are so silly! As I walked up to my first business and sales opportunity I stopped to tie Mr. Fluffy's lead to the handle of my wagon, hoping he would protect it for me, and I pulled out my little makeup mirror from my purse to check my makeup and make sure I was presentable. Yes, I look pretty...big shock there! A bit of pink blush, and lavender eyeshadow. My lips are a pretty shiny shade of rose and my hair looks very pretty. I'm a blonde...not a real blonde, but does that matter? Once every couple of weeks Mama and Aunt Violet dye my hair and give me a curly permanent so that my hair is sweet and my gentle curls fall down my head like little waves. Everyone loves my hair, except some of the other scouts who are just plain jealous of such pretty hair. You should see some of them! To say they are femininely challenged would be polite! And oh, yes...I earned my badge in cattiness a few years back. It's really a cute little badge with a snarling black kitty cat on it. I'm very proud of that one – I can be quite sassy! With my head held high and a swish to my walk I opened the door to Mr. Jakobiac's insurance office and saw his big smile as he rose from behind his big brown desk. What a big man! Mr. Jakobiac is one of the tallest men in our community. He is broad shouldered and has a wonderful head of wavy brown hair that I'm sure is being dyed with "gray away" or some such product. I've seen it in different shades, but today it's quite brown. Mr Jakobiac likes the ladies...and the sissies too! "Darla! How pretty you look! What brings you to my business today? Do you need some insurance?" I giggled precociously and smiled at him. "Only insurance to protect sweet little sissies from big strong men like you!" Did I mention I earned a badge for flirting? Mr. Jakobiac walked across his office to greet me and I could see the prominent bulge straining against his tight gray slacks. Looks like Mr. J has a big one! "Mr. Jakobiac it's that time of year again! I'm selling sissy scout cookies and candy! All proceeds are to help unmanly boys become the sissies they were meant to be. Here is my sales catalog. How many boxes of sissy cookies would you like today? We have a new flavor...sissy sandwiches...they are two richly flavored black wafers enveloping a soft creamy center!" "Oh I see. Well let's lock the door so we aren't interrupted. Darla, why don't you bring your catalog over here by my desk and we'll have a look." Mr. Jakobiac returned to his leather desk chair and pushed it back from his desk. "Come on over Darla, sit on my lap. I won't bite!" I giggled and sashayed over to his waiting lap and sat down. I immediately felt his growing erection underneath my panties and I giggled and squirmed on his lap. Men like that! I opened the catalog and showed him each pretty page of the treats I could offer him and he seemed very interested! "You know Darla, I'm a big supporter of your organization!" "Really, Sir?" "Oh yes. My own nephew Harold is a sissy scout level 4 in Baltimore where he lives with my sister. I shouldn't call him Harold now – he wants to be known as Olivia. Olivia is coming along nicely in her scouting. Each time we visit I'm amazed at her progress!" "Have you helped her with her earning pbadges, Mr. Jakobiac? Every sissy needs help from a real man like you in earning those elusive badges!" "Oh my yes! I visited over Christmas and Olivia begged me to let her pleasure me with her mouth. She was just earning her fellatio badge, you see." Hmm...a level 4! She was further along in her training than I was. I wondered what she looked like? If she inherited Mr. Jakobiac's features she must be a moose! I giggled. "Oh Mr. Jakobiac...I feel your big mancock poking me from underneath! Just how big is it?" "Well Darla it's about 10 inches I guess. Would you like to see it? Perhaps you've earned your fellatio badge as well?" Well, I'm not going to be out sissied by a Level 4, that's for sure! I scooted off his ample lap and turned around to face him. As I looked in his eyes I put my pinky into the corner of my mouth and lifted my scout dress and petticoats to show him how hard my little sissy clit was in my pale silk panties! He smiled broadly and laid his suit coat on the floor, folded, to cushion my tender knees. What a gentlemen! I then sashayed down to my knees and got to work undoing and pulling down his suit pants and then the white cotton boxers that imprisoned that big piece of manmeat I was determined to pleasure! Mr. Jakobiac spread his legs wide and I could smell the musk of a big man in heat. His cock was indeed large, large and uncut, and as it bobbed before me I took my tube of lipstick from my purse and slowly, sensuously applied a fresh coat to my hungry lips. I'll show you Olivia whatsyourface and your Level 4 badge! I winked at the gentleman and then licked the head of his cock, finding a delicious drop of pecum at the little slit on the end. It was yummy, and I then grabbed the skin and pulled the foreskin all the way forward and took it into my mouth! It was really hot and sticky, and needy of a hot sissy mouth like mine, and I I then pulled the skin back to reveal a large purple head and I licked it clean of sweat and manly smells. I then licked the shaft up and down, taking time to lovingly lick the man's big hairy balls. They were enormous, and I shuddered at the thought of all the cum that was percolating in there for me! As I sucked the big man's penis I tried different techniques. I could feel it pulsing in my mouth, wanting more attention. This was my first uncut cock, and I wanted to do a good job and be able to describe my actions for my report to my sissy scout mistress. I expected to receive extra sissy points for taking on such an enormous uncircumsized cock! "Darla dear, relax your sweet throat and take more of it!" I mumbled my response. "Ith jutht too big glug" "Nonsense! If you want to earn your pbadge you'll need to deep throat me. My nephew Olivia can!" With that bit of encouragement and renewed determination I relaxed my throat muscles, took a big gasp of air and swallowed it all!" "Good girl! You're a wonderful scout! You're going to make me cum Darla!" I worked that big cock with my mouth, wanting it to cum! It was so exciting I spurt my sissy goo into my panties, and with my last spurt the first spurt of Mr. Jakobiac's mansperm shot down my throat! He was in so deep I couldn't even taste it – I just swallowed after each pulse of his ejection! As his cock subsided all of the tension drained from his body and I began to softly suck and nurse on the deflating cock in my mouth. He then pulled out of me and wiped up with some tissues he had on his desk. I felt my hair and made sure it wasn't too messed up, wiped my mouth, stood back up and smoothed out my jumper and petticoats over my sticky panties. "Darla that was wonderful! What a delightful sissy you are! I'm so glad you decided to visit me this afternoon!" "Thank you Sir...and how many boxes would you like?" He chuckled and responded. "Put me down for 5 boxes of cookies and 2 boxes of candy...and you may double that order if you promise to deliver it personally to me..." "Yes Sir! I'll put you down for 6 boxes of sissy sprinkled spritz cookies and 4 boxes of sissy sandwiches. Also 4 boxes of creamy centered chocolate boobies. Is that all right?" "Sounds delicious my Dear...and do come back and see me soon. I'll bring in some pictures of my nephew Olivia." After I entered my order onto my receipt pad and collected a check from him I curtsied and smiled for my customer and was on my way. Mr. Fluffy was waiting outside the office like a good boy, laying in the shade of a maple tree along the boulevard. "Success Mr. Fluffy! I do believe I'll be exceeding my sales quota this year!" I scratched Mr. Fluffy behind the ears and saw his boner start to peek out from his furry sheath. I giggled at the power I had over men and we walked down the sidewalk to our next sales opportunity. Gosh, I love being a sissy scout!