Continued from ‘Fun without Colin - Part 4’
I ended the previous ‘chapter’ saying I’d got home after the night at Will’s place in a daze and needed to think about how I would stop things getting out of control.
After having a long, luxurious bath when I spent the time reflecting on the evening, I had some unexpected thoughts. Will’s light had dimmed a little, due to his reaction when he saw Rashan and I together. I thought he’d been a bit irrational to react like that, especially as he’d invited me over for a play with both of them. Although he’d apologised for his behaviour, it did worry me that he may get jealous in the future about me seeing other guys. Will, I’m afraid, had lost his ‘golden boy’ status, so he would now just be someone I saw if I felt like it.
Rashan, on the other hand, was a respectful guy who knew how to treat a ‘gurl’. He’d be someone I’d be keen to see again and again, with the only problem being that I didn’t know whether to contact him first, or for him to contact me! Anyway, the thoughts I was having pushed Colin far to the back of my mind.
I got out of the bath and got myself dressed. I was feeling very ‘gurly’, so decided to dress femme whilst I relaxed at home. I chose white satin bra and thong, white sheer tights, a brown leather mini skirt and white crew neck long sleeve tight fitting top, finished off with a simple pair of brown leather flat ballet pumps. I applied some lipstick, as I loved seeing the mark it leaves on the mug when I drink tea. I didn’t bother with a wig, and just headed downstairs to brew some tea.
Once brewed, I took my tea to the sitting room and quietly browsed some shopping sites for more femme outfits. After an hour or so, I put the TV on and watched the end of a box set that I’d previously been watching. I was enjoying the peaceful relaxing atmosphere when I heard the doorbell go. I checked on the app on my phone and through the doorbell camera saw Andrew, my neighbour from across the road, who had embarrassed me the previous day when he saw me walking to the car dressed femme. I was shocked and immediately went bright red. I spoke through the speaker to say hello. He asked if he could come in. I said it wasn’t a great time, but he replied saying he’d seen me through the window sitting on the sofa when he walked up my footpath and told me he wanted to chat about yesterday. I was nervous and claimed I didn’t know what he meant, so he responded by telling me he enjoyed seeing me dressed femme.
I quickly ran to the door and let him in, in case neighbours were listening. We stood in the hallway after I’d closed the door and I looked sheepishly at Andrew. I asked him to keep it a secret from our neighbours, which he immediately agreed to. He explained that he was surprised and fascinated and wouldn’t do anything to jeopardise my privacy. I believed him. He went on to remind me that we kept inviting each other over for a beer, but he’d be happy to meet at mine, if I felt more comfortable doing so dressed femme. I liked that, but asked if his wife would come over too. He said his wife doesn’t drink much these days, so wouldn’t be interested.
We chatted a little longer about when and how I started crossdressing and I gave him very limited highlights of what experiences I’d had. He seemed genuinely interested and didn’t judge me, he just seemed to find it intriguing. I made us both a fresh cup of tea and we sat in the kitchen chatting perfectly normally. I was really happy that a guy was happy to spend time in my company whilst I was dressed femme, with no apparent hidden agenda.
As we chatted, my phone rang and on answering it, I heard Rashan. He asked if he could come and see me and that he could be with me in about an hour to an hour and a half. I said I send him my address. I went back to Andrew in the kitchen and explained a friend was coming over. Andrew smiled and asked if it was my boyfriend. I blushed and told him I’d only met him last night, so I would have to see. Andrew and I arranged to have a ‘lads’ night in at mine the following Friday, and he left, saying to message if anything changed. As I shut the door, I was relieved that Andrew was so open minded and was happy to have a crossdresser as a mate. Anyway, it was time to get ready for Rashan’s arrival so I went upstairs do do my make up, apply some more lipstick and put on my blond wig, and I swapped my brown leather ballet flats for a pair of 3” heeled brown knee-high riding boots.
Time seemed to go slowly, but eventually I heard a car pull up on my driveway and I looked out of the window to see gorgeous Rashan walking up my path. I went to the door to let him in and immediately threw my arms around him to kiss.
‘Oh, Rashan, I was so glad you called. I haven’t stopped thinking about you’, I willingly confessed
‘Well, obviously I couldn’t stop thinking about you too, as I cracked first and called you’, he replied.
We kissed more and his hands were all over me, whilst I hand one hand between us trying to get his flies undone and the other on his ass pulling him closer to me. He was an amazing kisser, but I had to break off for air. I took him to the lounge, and, as he sat in an armchair, he pulled me towards him to sit on his lap and pulled my head to his as we recommenced kissing, whilst his hand slipped under my leather skirt. He stroked my thighs and my groin, before slipping a finger between my butt cheeks and probing my anus through my tights and thong. It was all getting very heated with Rashan saying he was desperate to fuck me. I broke away from him, saying I’d be back quickly and true to my word, I was back within two minutes with some lube. He smiled and whilst I was stood in front of him, he lifted the front of my skirt and ripped a hole in the gusset of my tights. ‘I’ll buy you some more’, he said. I didn’t mind him ripping them, if it meant I got to feel my Asian god in my boi pussy sooner rather than later. He unfastened his trousers and pulled them down with his briefs to his ankles and patted his lap for me to join him. I quickly lubed my hole and knelt astride him as I lowered myself onto his magnificent cock, whilst holding his face and frantically kissing him with tongues. I slid down his whole shaft and sat still, then slowly built up a rhythm of bouncing up and down on his brown sword. This visit was totally unexpected and, despite a little soreness from the previous evening, I was going to let him use me and I was going to use him. I rode him for all I was worth groaning and telling him I was glad we were alone. He thrusted in to me and grunted as I felt his silky cum gush into my pussy. I was so turned on and felt so wanted at that moment. We kissed as he softened and when I got up, I felt his cum leaking down my legs and being absorbed by my tights. I told him there was a cloakroom downstairs that he could use, whilst I rushed upstairs to grab a buttplug to stem the flow of cum. Whilst there I removed my tights, cleaned myself up and slipped on some white fishnet hold up stockings, then put my boots back on a returned downstairs. My lover was back in the sitting room, so I asked if he would like a drink or if he needed to rush off. I was equally astounded and ecstatic when he told me he could stay all night.
That evening, he had me over the kitchen table and in my bed, before we both fell asleep curled in the spoon position. I went to sleep a very happy gurl, in the arms of a respectful lover who made me feel things I never knew I could feel. I woke early in the morning, before Rashan, and showered quickly before slipping my wig back on and applying some lipstick. Rashan was just waking up as I pulled on matching bra and thong in red lace, nude stockings, a pink long sleeve bodycon mini dress and finished it off with tan high heel ankle boots. I went to my stallion in bed and bent over to him to kiss him, which gave him the opportunity to slip his hand up my dress and grope my ass.
I left him and went downstairs to make tea and toast and was eventually joined by Rashan, after he had showered. After I cleared away the breakfast stuff, he stood to leave and we kissed again, which ended up with me lying on the table with my legs on Rashan’s shoulders as he fucked me without any lube. That was a great way to start the day. I grabbed some kitchen towel to prevent his cum reaching my stockings and grabbed a buttplug from my room. I returned to Rashan downstairs and kissed him at the door before he left, asking if he could return that evening, to which I agreed.
He hadn’t been gone long, before I got a message on my phone. It was from Andrew, across the road, and it simply said,
‘You saucy girl. He’s a lucky guy!’
More to follow about other experiences. Thank you for reading
Joanna xx
