“Blind” Date M/F

[Mr Underheel]

“That poor girl!” She could hear the whispers of some of the less subtle the upscale restaurant that she was entering.

“Is she blind? Those dark glasses! And it’s 9pm! He is leading her by the elbow. And she is walking so carefully. Maybe if she wouldn’t wear heels like that…I think she is going to fall!”

Yes, the dark wrap- around glasses hid her face and eyes from ear to ear. They were stylish, but they signaled clearly that something was amiss with the poor woman.

Her dark hair was pulled up stylishly onto her head. It appeared to have be expertly coiffed.

Her escort—a well dressed man in a handsome black suit, white shirt and plain black tie—disguised his pleasure at their comments by looking appropriately concerned.

Her hands were apparently clasped beneath a black silk shawl that perfectly matched her short black dress. The dress was stunning! Its low- cut neckline displayed her wonderfully shaped breasts. But the satin material did not fully hide her hardened nipples, even with the aid of the lacy quarter cup bra that was barely enough to contain them.

A pearl choker adorned her throat. Matching pearl earrings dangled from her lobes. She was a sight to behold.

Her peep toe platform 5” stilettos wobbled as she was carefully lead to their table. They had to parade by nearly every patron to reach their destination at the rear of the establishment.

He pulled out her chair and helped her to sit. Her hands never appeared outside of the shawl.

“There, my love, are you comfortable?” He asked. “ Everything is marvelous, darling! This is so exciting!”

Everyone in the building seemed to be staring at her: the unchallenged center of attention.

The sight of a blind woman should have been unsurprising even in a restaurant such as this. But her sexy dress, towering heels, the choker and her obscured hands were unusual.

He ordered wine for each of them. She never picked up her own glass. It was he who lifted her cup and tilted it to her glistening lips. When a bit spilled onto her chin he dabbed it dry using the red linen napkin.

The patrons seemed to be leaving the couple to their own devices and had gone back to their meals. But after the waiter delivered a large plate of spay and meatballs, their attention returned.

“ PARMIGIANO REGGIANO?” the waiter offered. The woman nodded. The man said, “Please. Yes!” Cheese fell out of the grater for 30 seconds, leaving an extra heap of cheese on top of the delicious-smelling dish.

She sat up very straight and tall. Her breasts jutted in front. She opened her mouth and paused.

The man then spun up a forkful of noodles, sauce and meatball. “Aahh”, he signaled. At that, she opens slightly wider and he slid in the first bite.

This process continued for the duration of the meal. Occasionally some sauce would drip onto her lip or cheek. “Clean-up” consisted of him licking or kissing it from her flesh. She would visibly shiver when he touched her. The patrons were taking notice: more than one fork dropped when he cleaned up. A couple glasses tipped and spilled as their owners lost complete focus on their own meals

“Poor blind girl. She is so helpless”, they heard an octogenarian woman say. “I wonder how it happened”, she callously said.

The man smiled at that. HE knew what had happened to cause it

He thought back pleasantly to the early hours of that day. The Entire night before was an endless fuckfest. Katerina had been more horny than he has ever seen her.

Half the time she had rolled him on his back and screwed his eyes out. She dropped herself on his cock, pounding his pelvis with her own. After a cumming hard and taking a catnap he would wake her up and do something to her straight out of Kama Sutra. Her body became so twisted, stretched and sore that at times she didn’t think she could take it anymore.

But after a short rest she—once—sat on his face until he ate her out until she squirted all over him. The best part, she judged, was when he was struggling beneath her, screaming into her ass because he couldn’t get a breath. His fingers dug into the flesh of her butt and pulled her even closer. Apparently, she reasoned, he chose the taste and feel of her over even breathing.

They then lay in bed, exhausted, until mid-afternoon

He woke first and lay watching her sleep for a while. “Darling”, he whispered and gently woke her “I would like to reward you for an unforgettable evening! Will you give yourself to me for a special night out?”

Still half asleep, she smiled and nodded. “Sleep abut more, little girl. Then I will prepare you!”

An hour later she finally got out of bed. Her naked body had his cum and her pussy juices dried all over the place. He rose from the chair where he had been waiting and came to her. She smiled and reached for his cock. He swatted her hand and said, “No, sweets! No touching me. Put your hands behind you. Do not touch me!”

Smiling, she tried to grind against him. “No! No touching! Do you understand? Let’s get you cleaned up.” He rather roughly grabbed her by her brown hair, pulling her head back. And lead her into the shower.

Katerina balled her hands and crossed her wrists behind her back and was very careful to obey his “No Touching “ order. It was very difficult for her to contain herself. His naked body was so close. Soapy hands scrubbed and explored every inch of her body.

He then dried her using a giant cuddly cotton towel. She stood very still at “Parade Rest”: arms still behind and her feet spread, as the water left her skin.

Then, as he had done several times, he fixed her hair in a loose up-do that he just loved. It was somewhat wild and erotic to his mind. “You are so precious and pretty! No makeup tonight, my darling!”

It was time to get dressed. “Stay right there. When I am finished I will dress you.” With a smile on her face she observed his every move. His sexy boxer briefs always looked so good. Black suit. Stylish shoes. If only he would let her strip him and fuck him right now! A wetness was gathering between her legs again

The glistening did not escape his notice when he approached her. Laughing, he drew two fingers along her naked pussy lips. The juices cling to him. Raising his hand he tasted her fluids and then offered it to her. She nearly bit him in her hunger for it! “Easy, girl!” he laughed. “Save your energy for later. You will need it!”

There in his hand was her favorite satin thong. It was barely large enough to cover her shaved mound. But she felt so sexy in it! Then he Helped her into her black quarter cup bra. He loved how it just barely covered her nipples. They usually escaped sometime during an evening’s wear. He always enjoyed the look on the face of anyone who noticed her protrusions

Then he slipped the dress over her head. It fit perfectly, of course, and caused him to think about canceling dinner. No, this was going to be a special dinner, he reminded himself as he clasped the pearl choker around her throat

Finally, her hot “Fuck Me Please “ heels were all that was needed to complete her ensemble. As slipped into them, she increased in height and was able to look straight into his eyes

“Absolutely ravishing, Katerina! If we didn’t have dinner reservations I would…” his voice trailed off

“Now for the final touches!” He held her black shawl, her darkest sunglasses—and a coil of rope. First, the glasses. He slipped them onto her face and the world was blotted out. She gasped and tried to focus on the lenses themselves.

“Black fingernail polish!” He said gleefully. I made sure to cover each lens completely! Do you like them?” She nodded tentatively. “You will be blind until I choose to remove the glasses. Don’t touch them!”

“Now, cross your wrists in front, baby.” He bound them securely there. “But…how will I…people will see…” He cut her off. “No one will see.” He hung the shawl over her wrists. “The ropes are well disguised.” She could tell he was pleased with himself

Taking her by the elbow he lead her towards the door. “One last thing. Open your mouth “. He stuffed a soft cloth in and covered her lips with a strip of white microfiber tape. “The tale won’t irritate your skin. No worries. “. Then he covered the gag with a Covid medical masked. “You’re ready. Follow me”, he commanded

She walked tentatively, unable to see a thing, trusting that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her

He walked her to the car down some stairs. Never before had she been in this situation: unable to see; walking in very high heels; being guided; needing to trust him so fully. Her steps were wobbly and carefully. Instinctively she leaned against him

Time slows down in this situation and it seemed like hours before they reached the vehicle. The door opened and he gently helped her in

“Safety first, darling!” He fed the seatbelt strap over her shoulder and between her hands, which were now pinned to her lap. The short black dress had ridden up. The black patch of cloth covering her mound peeked out. The cool evening air against her excited pussy made her shiver

Strong hands on her legs forced her knees apart. Crossing her ankles, he lashed her feet together. “Just because you look so fucking hot like that!” The shivers she had felt now rushed through all of her body

As they pulled away she felt his hand on her thigh. Fingers slipped under her thong and into her pussy. She squeaked as an instant orgasm snuck up on her.

The gag did its job but he still heard her panting. A low moan found a way out. “Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..”

It seemed to Katerina that they had been driving endlessly. The fact that he was constantly finger fucking her was also fucking with her mind.

By the time the car finally stopped and the engine shut off she was gasping for air through the gag. The driver’s door opened and shut. Then her door opened.

The mask came off. The white tape peeled away and a saliva-soaked cloth pulled from her lips. He released her ankles and seatbelt, then helped her to her feet.

He kissed her long, hard and deep until she thought she would choke on his tongue. She found herself wishing that it was instead his cock that was in her mouth.

“Let’s go inside, my love. I hope this will be an evening to remember!”

Poor Katerina tottered along beside him, her legs weak and unsteady on top of her heels. Already she was absolutely certain that she would never forget this night

END

[slackywacky]

Nice! Great read. Well written.

[Mr Underheel]

Nice! Great read. Well written.

Thank @Slackywacky! I appreciate your comment!

[GreyLord]

It is nice to see this story continuing. Well done.

[Mr Underheel]

It is nice to see this story continuing. Well done.

Thanks [mention]GreyLord[/mention] I enjoy her character very much