This continues on from the encounter with Will and, whilst Will had said I could stay over, I’d left to go back home with Colin. Colin had reclaimed me on his kitchen table and then taken me to his bed for some well-earned sleep. I woke in the morning, showered and dressed in white bra and thong, black sheer stockings, a white tight-fitting blouse and tight chocolate faux leather leggings, all finished off with my brown boots that I’d arrived in yesterday. 

I fixed my lipstick and some eyeshadow, then decided to forgo the wig, as my natural hair was almost shoulder length. Feeling brave, I descended the stairs to find out what Colin thought about my wigless appearance. He was in the kitchen and turned around when he heard the clip-clip of my boots. His eyes widened and a smile grew across his face as he opened his arms to receive me. 

‘You look wonderful, darling Joanna!’, he exclaimed, ‘Your hair and those trousers! You’re gorgeous and sexy!

What a relief. I hugged him and kissed with even more passion than before.

‘Thank you’, I said in reply, ‘I was hoping you’d like the trousers, but I was really scared about my hair. It’s a huge relief you don’t mind’

‘I am so turned on’, he said, as he grabbed my faux leather clad ass with one hand and ran his other hand through my hair, kissing me softly.

‘It’s time for me to show you how much you turn me on’, he said grabbing my hand and taking me to the sitting room.

Once in there, he held my face with both hands and kissed, forcing his tongue through my lips. I responded with my tongue and rubbed the front of his trousers. He was growing to the touch and I then felt him drop a hand to rub my growing cock through my leggings. He pulled me over to the sofa, to sit me down and sat next to me. He recommenced kissing and started to enthusiastically stroke my legs and inner thighs, occasionally rubbing my bulge. This went on for a while until he slipped his hand forcefully down my leggings, between my legs and he started probing my lovehole with his finger. I was really turned on and was breathing heavily and groaning. He suddenly broke away, which was briefly disappointing, until he laid me down on the sofa and started to pull down my leggings to my lower thigh. Then, lifting my legs up, he proceeded to rim me and really stick his tongue in my hole. It was bliss, so I just laid back and let him work his magic. After a while, he broke away, stood up and unfastened his trousers and pulled them down. He stuck his cock in my face and I knew what to do, so I took him hungrily in my mouth. He didn’t let me carry on long, before he pulled out and lifted my legs again and positioned himself at my hole, gently probing before forcing his way in whilst groaning. He was on fire and banged away at me, making me whimper and groan too. He rested his face on my left boot and closed his eyes and thrust deeper, eventually opening his eyes and shouting,

‘You’re my Joanna!’, before emptying his balls in my pussy. His breathing started to return to normal and he dropped my legs and leant over to kiss me.

‘Hopefully, you can see how sexy I find you, with or without a wig’, he reassured me

I nodded and smiled as I tried to get my breath back, feeling loved, appreciated and owned. I told him I was starting to leak, so he grabbed some tissues to help me, then lifted me up. I pulled up my leggings and put some tissues in between my ass cheeks, to prevent his warm cum running into my leggings. 

‘Upstairs!’, he said so I dutifully obeyed and walked slowly up the stairs whilst he was groping my ass. Once in the bedroom, he removed my blouse then lay me on the bed to remove my boots and leggings. He then took my hand again and led me to the bathroom and the shower. I knew what to do, so still wearing my bra and thong and stockings, I got in the shower. Colin had removed his clothes ans now stepped in to join me. With a gentle push on my shoulders, he eased me to my knees then put his cock to my lips. I kissed it then sucked the tip, before he pulled it back. 

‘Open your mouth!’, he ordered and on doing so, he proceeded to release his warm, yellow pee on me. In my mouth, in my hair, all over my lingerie and nylons. It was as though he’d been holding it in for days, it just continued to flow. When it was finished, he pushed his cock in my mouth and I sucked him clean. He turned the shower on and removed my lingerie and stockings whilst the water heated up. He held me, caressed me and kissed me. Taking the shower gel he soaped me all over, including my hair and when he felt I was clean, he knelt down and proceeded to suck my growing cock. This was a first and I wasn’t going to stop him. He carried on sucking and stuck a finger in my cum-filled hole, which caused me to hit new heights of pleasure and release my load into his mouth. He stood to kiss me, depositing some of my cum in my mouth, then he swallowed the rest. 

‘There, I’ve had your cock now, so you now know how much I fancy you’, he explained 

I did know. I was delighted. 

We got out of the shower and dried off. Colin offered to keep and wash my lingerie and stockings, in the same way Will had the previous evening. I returned to his room and slipped on some more stockings, applied some red lipstick and sat on his bed. He joined me and we cuddled and kissed and talked about his reaction to my new look. I already felt strongly for him, but his acceptance of me without a wig took things to another level. I was smitten with him. He told me how much he enjoys being with me, wants to be with me as often as possible and didn’t care if I had a wig or not. I was reassured and said I would still wear the wig sometimes, especially if other guys were involved and he could let me know when he wanted me to wear it. I couldn’t believe how comfortable I was with this grey haired lover and how safe he made me feel. He was so accommodating and caring. I wasn’t going to do anything to risk losing him.

As I lay there thinking loving thoughts about him, he moved down the bed and took my semi-erect cock in his mouth. I was surprised and pleased and propped myself on the pillows to watch him at work. He licked my hole and slipped a finger in before returning to sucking me. I just relaxed and enjoyed the sensations, but soon felt my sap rise for the second time that morning and shoot into his mouth. Colin removed his mouth from my grateful cock and came up to kiss me and share my cum. He held on for a long, dreamy, passionate kiss and then sat back next to me. I felt satisfied and appreciated and blurted out,

‘Im falling in love with you, Colin’, then blushed bright red

‘I know, my love’, he replied, ‘I’m feeling the same about you, too’

Wow, this was new ground, but I was relieved to have my feelings reciprocated rather than ruining everything by saying the wrong thing. I kissed him again and laid my head on his chest. 

‘And are you still OK with the situation with David and Will?, I asked hesitantly 

‘Of course, so long as you always come back to me, I’ve nothing to worry about’, he answered, ‘Plus, you never know, I may want to introduce someone to our sessions’, he added whilst stroking my shoulder.

‘Mmm, that sounds interesting. I’d love to learn more. If you want to share me, I’ll not object, but it will be only you that I want to be with’

This was getting serious and I needed to tidy things up, so I realised I had to end things with lovely Mark, as it was too complicated to carry on with him. That was a top priority. After a little more cuddling and kissing, I got off the bed and slipped on my brown boots.

‘I know you like fucking me whilst I’m wearing boots, so go ahead lover boy’, I said whilst winking. He wasted no time as he was already hard again, and used his earlier cum as lube for us both. He pinned me on my back and forced his way in and fucked like he was a dog on heat. I loved watching his face as he rammed me and spread my legs wide to allow him to get deep. Inevitably, he filled me with his cum and I cleaned him up, after inserting my butt plug to save his juice for when I was alone.

I got ready to leave, taking off my boots, to pull on my chocolate leather leggings and then putting on my boots again, finishing off with my tight, white blouse, all with no underwear. I applied some more make up, then gathered my things together and made my way downstairs where Colin was waiting in his dressing gown. 

‘Why don’t you come to my house tomorrow night?, I asked

‘I’d love to!’, he gleefully replied

‘OK, get there for 7pm. I’ll text you my address’, I said as I leaned to kiss him and open the door and leave. 

This was a big deal, as I’d never invited a guy back, to my house before. I really was hooked on him.

I’ll have to end it here for now, as it’s pretty long. More to follow.

Thank you for reading, Joanna xx