Chapter 7: Blind (18+)
Bianca was extremely tentative as I knelt down on the ground in front of her. Moreso when I started to untie the laces of her boots. Every time I peeked upwards, Bianca almost seemed obligated to look anywhere in the room except for me. That was fine. As long as she didn't make a move to stop me from sliding off one of her well-worn brown leather boots and then the other.
She didn't seem to know what to do with her hands. She opted to hold them against her chest while I slowly reached for her waistband and undid her belt. There was only the tiniest noise of instinctive protest when I hooked my fingers under the fabric and gently started tugging her pants and panties down together. She stifled that noise as quickly as she made it. If that wasn't a sign to keep going, the way she wiggled her hips to ease my effort in undressing her gave me all the permission I needed.
I couldn't imagine that the stone bench in the underground training room was warm in any capacity on Bianca's bare butt, but she made no complaints. When her bottoms were held in my grasp, I balled them up and placed them on the bench beside her. I turned my attention back to Bianca- or rather, her nude legs clamped together so tightly that if I stuck a lump of coal between her thighs she'd press it into a diamond. The only thing I could see was the bottom of a smooth, toned stomach and the very top of the muscular 'V' that dipped down into her pelvis. If her thighs didn't block the view, her hands now placed in her lap hid everything. I risked a smile.
"You know, it's a little hard to get you off when you're all closed up like this."
"I... I can't."
Immediately, warning signals flashed in my head. Not good. She was thinking too much. I was going to lose her before I even got a chance to begin. I laid a hand on her knee. She was frantically looking everywhere but me.
"Hey, it's okay to be nervous. It's natural. Just breathe."
"C-Close your eyes."
"Huh?" That raised an eyebrow. Bianca squirmed.
"I can't do this with you...
looking
at me."
I paused, gave a short chuckle and leaned back a few inches. "Oh, I get it. I'll do you one better."
Bianca seemed unsure when I started to unbutton my shirt, but didn't say anything. She just kept looking at the corners of the room. Soon enough I had stripped my top half just as bare as her lower. I wasn't certain if Bianca had turned back to look at what exactly I was doing, since I draped the wet shirt over my back and wrapped one of the sleeves around my head before tying it in a rudimentary blindfold. Even after I opened my eyes, all I could see was blurry white fabric.
"There. Now I can't see you. I can't see you, your reactions, your body, or even if you're staring at me right now. You could ogle me all you want and I'll never know."
I could only imagine that she was. After all, I was now topless and kneeling in front of her. Having my shirt get drenched in cold water made sure that my nipples were
very
awake and ready to play. Bianca was getting one hell of a show.
Bianca didn't say anything. I gingerly reached forward and placed one hand on either of her knees. My actions must have bore fruit given the fact that there was only a little bit of hesitation before her legs parted. I scooched forward to slide myself into the gap. As my hands ran up Bianca's inner thighs, I could feel goosebumps scratching my fingers like sandpaper. She was so nervous. Despite that, the redhead made no moves to stop me.
I found my way entirely by touch. Fingers slid slowly towards a goal I couldn't see. Being blind in this scenario made things so much more erotic in a way that I couldn't quite describe. The best I could assume was that Bianca was staring at my bare flesh but there was no way to have certainty. She could have been ogling or still staring at the ceiling.
At least her hands didn't seem to be blocking her most precious region. I met no resistance when my fingers gently brushed up against Bianca's folds. As if contradicting how tentative she had been, her lower lips were covered in slick to tell me how aroused Bianca was. Her gasps rang through my ears as I ran my digits up and down her pussy.
"You haven't shaved in a while."
I chuckled while dragging my thumb through the fuzzy patch leading down from her pelvis. Too bad I couldn't see if the carpet matched the drapes. I assume that Bianca was probably preparing herself to respond to my observation based on her silence. I decided to not give her the chance.
Her thigh muscles tensed as I replaced my fingers with my face, bringing my head into the gap of her legs. This close, I could smell her arousal. I could taste it too. Of course, that was because I planted a chaste kiss on the front of her slit. She was a little bit tangy, with a hint of earthy sweetness. Just how I liked them.
That actually made me pause for a second.
Just how I liked them?
That didn't make sense. I had never had a hint of oral relations with any woman, either as Hannah or Samirah. The closest I got was Allyah last night and this morning, but she didn't have the traditional equipment for a woman. In fact, I've never gone down on...
anyone
before now. Even with Allyah. When we got back to my room, she stuck her cock right between my legs and never moved it away.
Yet now, at this moment, I had waves of information swirling through my head. Like a hundred 'how-to' videos and an entire 'Sex For Dummies' manuscript had been downloaded into my brain. The entirety of Hannah's and Samirah's sexual experience boiled down to masturbation, an extremely pleasurable time with Allyah and one instance of abduction followed by rape. Despite that, I felt like I was an expert in the field. I had been doing this for years. I was comfortable with it. I knew my way around any form of genitalia, on any kind of person. I was so good at giving head I could do it blindfolded.
As in, right now.
Thank you, Aurora.
One long lick swiped up the front of Bianca, causing her to shiver. Then another. And a third. Each time, the redhead quaked against my mouth like a vibrating lollipop. I would have expected to feel her fingers in my hair, pulling me further in. I didn't. Her hands were nowhere to be felt, but I wasn't going to waste time blindly feeling around for them. I had a job to do.
My left arm slithered its way underneath Bianca's thigh and looped up to hook in place. Once I was secure from Bianca's recoil, I reached my other arm up to the bench beside my partner. There was only a little bit of feeling around until I found what I was looking for.
I yanked my satchel down onto the floor- I didn't care if the leather got wet- and flipped it open to start searching. Within seconds, a familiar-shaped object was in my grasp. I didn't even realise that I had somehow already undone the button on my pants and pulled them partway down until I felt Oswald's smooth head start to nudge apart my lower lips. Normally, I would have spent time and made sure I was well-prepared before taking anything, even a couple of fingers, inside of me.
That wasn't necessary anymore. The instant that the promise of sexy times arose, it had been like a switch was flipped. I went from zero to 'holy-fuck-I-need-something-inside-of-me' in less than a second. Oswald slid so smoothly against my lower lips that I could feel my juices running down the dildo and slicking up my fingers- and I hadn't even put him in, yet.
Once again, thank you Aurora.
As I guided Oswald's rounded head through my sopping folds, I squeezed my tongue into Bianca. She groaned and shuddered almost as much as I did. Just the thought of the situation made everything so much more erotic.
I was topless, soaked in cold water and blindfolded by my own shirt, while in between the legs of a girl that I had met no more than two hours ago. Holy fuck was it turning me on. The only sad part about it was that the blessing came with a curse. The entire reason this was happening bore a rotten fruit hidden in the flowers.
Mutual climax.
Having the chance to bring this gorgeous specimen to orgasm was marred by the task of ensuring that we were synced. I would have been more than happy to slurp and suckle until Bianca was screaming and then worry about myself later. Just the way she trembled under my tongue told me everything- this girl had a hair trigger.
I gasped into the heat of Bianca's sex as I shoved Oswald's six inches down to the base and retracted him just as quickly. If I was going to finish us both off together, I needed to catch up. It meant that I had to fuck myself at full speed while still keeping a level-enough head to make sure that I didn't actually end up beating the redhead and cumming first, or falling behind and cumming after.
