Blind Fury. Part One.

[kikdirty]

The most singular aspect of this story is that it is absolutely true. I therefore suggest that we read it in the knowledge that it all really happened like that.
Otherwise, in certain places it might seem an exaggeration of fantasy. But it is not like that. It's often the reality that is not very credible.

I have a friend, a former school friend, who I no longer see. He went blind from an illness that progressively ruined his retina. But he's also one of the best minds I know. Maybe that's how nature compensated for it. Suffice it to say, he writes books of the highest standard. If I love writing novels, he writes comparative texts on social criticism, contemporary history, research in public administration.
If he has a fantastic set of computer equipment suitable for the blind to write, research can only be done with the help of someone else. And I often help him.
The most curious aspect is that it is always full of women. He says that officially they are voluntary assistants who help him like me to do research, but I know that the relationship goes far beyond the professional one. I don't know what he does to women. Sure he's handsome and, in contrast to his evil, tall and strong. He wears slightly amber-coloured glasses "so as not to be violent as if he were looking at you with black glasses". But it must be with his mental strength that he manages to seduce his women.
One day I introduced him to a friend and he, once alone, asked me what she looked like.
- Alta, - I answered. - Beautiful, a fairytale ass and a pair of pageant sayings.
I knew he likes big tits.
- Size? - He asked, referring precisely to tits.
- Fourth, maybe fifth. They stand on their own. She's about 30 years old.
- What's her name?
- Angela.
- I'd like to get to know her better.
I didn't say anything. I never knew what to say when it came to women.

But one night, after I fucked Angela, I made her an indecent proposal.
- Remember my blind friend?
- Alberto? - He said.
- Yes, him. He'd like to see you naked.
- Poor thing... - He commented. - For him I'd gladly undress...
Almost a foregone conclusion, knowing he was blind.
- One way would be for him to see you, - I added.
- And what would that be? - He asked a skeptical question.
- You undress and let him "watch" you with the Braille system...
- Braille? - Repeated. - But isn't that the hand reading system for the blind?
- That's right, with the fingers to be precise. But in this case, he'd go from hand to hand with his hands on your naked body, so he'd get an idea of you...
He was speechless.
- You mean he'd feel me up? - He said then, looking hard at me.
- No, he would caress you. Just enough to know what you look like.
I was amazed at what I proposed to her, too, because I hadn't thought about it until then. The intention was to tell my friend that I'd come up with a great idea, but it hadn't worked.
- When he saw at least some shadows," I added, "he asked me to film his friends undressing, so he could see them better on the TV monitor.
- Poor guy!
- Yes, isn't it?
- No, poor thing, I was telling you that you "sacrificed" yourself to film them undressing...!
- Come on... - I protested. Then I admitted it. - Well, it wasn't bad.
- Wouldn't you be jealous? - He asked me seriously.
- Of what?
- Of him groping me. Naked.
Obviously he was serious about it.
- No, - I answered. - He wouldn't fuck you...
- But it would be close...
- But no, he wouldn't do that with lecherous intent.
- You mean he wouldn't get excited?
It was obvious he would.
- For some strange reason I wouldn't be jealous but proud of you.
- How would you do it?
- I have no idea, - I answered. - But would you really do it?
- If you're not jealous, why not? - He said seriously. - Alberto is an exceptional person.

One night we went to Alberto's house. He made us sit in his living room, consisting of two sofas facing each other with a low table in the middle. Him on one side and us in front.
- We decided to give you a present, - I told him.
- Ohibò! - He said with a typical exclamation. - That's good news. And what is it?
- Angela wants to show herself to you, naked.
- Ouch... - She said, as if disappointed by a bad joke.
- Wait, - I added. - She undresses and then you caress her with your hands to feel what she looks like.
She remained silent for a while.
- Are you serious?
- Yes, - I said. - We talked about it for a long time. Didn't we, Angela?
- Yes, - she confirmed. - Even now, if you want.
He was stunned, then took matters into his own hands.
- So, why don't you undress and lie here on the couch?
- Lie down?
- Yes, - he said. - That's the way I'm used to it, and I can understand "images" better.
Angela looked at me and I nodded. Then she began to undress, putting her clothes neatly on the center table. I looked at her, she really was a superb woman, and I was sorry my friend couldn't see her. But now at least he could get an idea.
Angela, naked, was turned towards me waiting for instructions.
- Come here. - I said. - Sit on the sofa and then lie on your stomach underneath.
She calmly obeyed and I could look at her in all her beauty.
- Alberto - I said, - is ready.
He, helping himself with his hands to orient himself, knelt down on the sofa and tried to understand the situation. He simply touched her, he walked over her body, perhaps to understand which side her head was on. Then he started from her feet. He caressed them carefully, trying to understand things that I couldn't see. Then he went to her ankles and went up her legs to her thighs. He stroked the base of the ass, then he started to taste the buttocks with all his hands.
- That's how - I explained to him - the buttocks are slightly widened and let you catch a glimpse of the asshole.
Angela blushed and turned to look at me. I told her to relax and let me guide her friend.
- So - I continued, - if you want to "see her asshole, you have to touch it. Put your fingers between her buttocks and look for it.
Alberto followed my instructions, while Angela tried hard not to stiffen her ass. I'm sure she's never had a situation like this before. I let him scrutinize her back intimacies, then he left the ass stroking it and went up her back. He listened to the skin, went over her spine, stroked her shoulders, massaged her neck.
- Now you can turn around, - she said to Angela,
And she, calmly and with a certain embarrassment, turned around. She looked me in the face and I reassured her.
- That's good. - I told her.
- You can stop me whenever you want, - my friend added.
But she let him go on. And he started from his feet again, studying them with acute dedication. He likes feet and ankles.
Then he went up his legs and got to his thighs. I took Angela's ankles and gently spread her legs.
- You can't see the sex," I told my friend, "but you can touch it. It's there for you.
Alberto hesitated a bit, waiting for Angela's rejection, but he let it hold his breath. He caressed her groin touching sex with the outside of his fingers, then finally gently took her pussy in his hand. Angela gasped.
- Any problems? - Alberto asked.
Angela waved no and I had to tell her friend that she had shook her head.
So Albergo enjoyed her pussy, without groping or masturbating, just to feel what her big and small lips looked like.
When she left her pussy, Angela took a deep breath. Alberto went to study her hips. He smoothed his belly flat. He listened to the bones of her pelvis to understand its proportions. She studied the navel well and then finally moved on to the tits. He immediately understood that they were perfect, because they held the size even without a bra.
- A fifth one, - said Alberto exaggerating a bit. - A really superb fifth.
Angela felt more comfortable while he stroked her tits and in fact Alberto lingered for a long time, stroking them from the bottom to the top, sliding them in the palm, palpating them with the right pressure and studying the nipples to understand their size. In the end, reluctantly, he went on. He caressed the shoulders to understand their volumes, bandaged the neck to evaluate it and finally went on to study the face. He also stroked his fingers over his lips to see if he smiled.
- Relax, - he told her, feeling tense. - I've finished.
She got up, keeping contact with the sofa to find out where she was. Angela also stood up slowly, came up to him and kissed him on the cheeks. He smiled and caressed her hips.
- Unfortunately we have to go, - said my friend.
She dressed herself taking the clothes from where she had put them. Alberto sat down satisfied.
- I thank you again for the beautiful gift, - he said, thinking of looking at me. - You have a wonderful woman. And I'm not just talking about beauty.

Once we were out, I asked Angela where she was going, since she was in such a hurry.
- In bed with you, - she answered resolutely. - All this excited me to death. And I think it excited both Alberto and you.
He put his hand on my cock and I had little to deny it. He was erect.
Ten minutes later I was naked on my stomach, with her banging on my dick, moaning like she was masturbating with my penis. She came like a schoolgirl before me. She threw herself on the side and let herself go, exhausted.


2


A few days later I went back to my friend, as always, to help him.
- I thought I'd give you a present too. - He said at one point.
- Orpo, - I answered. - Why?
- For the present you gave me.
- We didn't do it to be reciprocated, - I protested.
- I know, but it's all right with me.
- And what were you going to give me?
- My woman.
- Don't joke about it. I didn't give her to you.
- Neither did I, - continued. - If I let you do what you want to a woman, except stick your dick in her, what would you do to her?
- Are you kidding?
- Never on these things. - He said dry. - What would you do to her?
I was speechless. He wasn't joking.
- I'd put my hand under her skirt to stroke her ass.
- I know you like ass as much as I like tits. - She commented. - Elena, my current girlfriend has the most beautiful ass in the world. And I'm telling you, I groped it "with my eyes closed" palm to palm.
- I believe you...
- Well, what else would you do to her?
- I'd sit naked on her face... I said, to exaggerate.
- Stop it. I want to know what you'd do to her ass.
- Could I put my finger up her ass?
- Oh, this is it!
- Could I really stick my finger up her ass?
- Yes, you could.
- I could fondle her, masturbate her, fuck her...
- You just fuck her with your finger.
- I get it.
- Then let's do this. I'll make you a massage bed and you give her an erotic massage, just like we agreed.
- But first you let me caress her under her skirts...
It was upsetting me.
- All right. And finally you get her to come.
I had a doubt.
- I'm sorry, but do I have to tell you step by step what I'm doing?
- Well, here's the other side of the coin.
- What do you mean?
- I want Angela to be there and tell me what you're doing.
- What are you talking about? Angela would be jealous!
- Ask her.

- What did she ask you?
This is Angela's reaction when I informed her.
- To give his woman an erotic massage.
- I got that. I was referring to me. - She answered. - He wants me to radio him about my boyfriend cheating on me with his woman?
- Well, I wouldn't really see it that way...
- Oh, and how would you see it?
I didn't answer.
- Well, it's just a massage, - I said then.
- It's not really a massage, donkey, but a real assisted masturbation. With anal fingering.
- All right, all right, I'll tell him no.
- What did you get? - He protested Angela. - You tell him yes instead.
- What? You just said...
- I know what I said. - He cut it short. - But I really want to see you at work like you did with me.
- Aren't you jealous?
She got serious.
- I'll tell you... - Done. - Later.

About ten days later, we went to Alberto's house, where he was waiting for us with his friend, who introduced us as Elena. She was really beautiful. Maybe a little taller than Angela, with fewer tits but a contest ass.
After several general jokes, Alberto took matters into his own hands.
- You Matteo - he told me - you sit on that couch.
He pointed at it as if he could see it.
- Angela and I sit in it, - he continued. - You Elena, put yourself within the reach of Matteo's hands. When he tells you, you undress and place yourself on the massage bed.
He indicated that too, but this time he was less precise. It was the first time I saw the cot in his living room and who knows where he got it.
- Claro?
- Very clear. - I was the only one who answered.
Angela sat on the couch and shortly afterwards Alberto sat next to her, thigh against thigh. I sat down and nodded to Elena to come closer to me.
- Elena, do as she commands. - She reminded her of Alberto.
Elena approached me a little hesitant, but determined. I took my hand to her calf and stroked it up the leg. When I reached the thigh, Elena stood beside me to make it easier for me. I went up again and enjoyed the folds at the base of my ass. She stood me up like a little boy.
- He put his hand under her skirt, - whispered Angela to Alberto. - He's grabbing her ass.
Hearing my girlfriend's comment explaining to my friend that I was grabbing his girlfriend's ass was pleasantly upsetting. It was all legitimate what I was doing and I felt authorized to do the pig ad libitum.
- OK, - I commented after a while by taking my hand off. - You can get up and get undressed. Then you lie on the table on your stomach underneath, I'll just rub your back.
It wasn't necessary for Angela to inform Alberto. I looked at Elena who, with a few graceful gestures, had untied her dress and dropped it on the floor. Then she took off her panties and climbed onto the cot without any apparent embarrassment whatsoever.
I got up, took my dress and panties off the floor and put them on the chair. Then I took myself to the massage table. In fact, Elena had a graceful ass. I was gonna fuck her up the ass. Alberto knew it and listened to Angela's "chronicle" with satisfaction.
- Your friend is beautiful. - She whispered to him, trying not to be heard from me.
He was right but, apart from the differences I said, they were both beautiful.
- She's starting from the feet - Angela whispered to Alberto. - But he's looking at her ass. And her pussy.
Maybe she wanted to make him jealous, but in fact I was massaging the soles of her feet, enjoying the view of her ass. I like to massage, with the intention of generating gently progressive pleasure. And I'm also good at erotic massages, which I often do to my friends. But this was the first time I did one of erotic massage to a beautiful woman I did not know. But I did not feel embarrassed, authorized as I was by my friend who, evidently, had agreed with the girl.
I passed several times with my hands going up my legs first and then my thighs. I knew that with a progressively repetitive massage increased the desire of the person being massaged. When I got to the base of the ass, the sexting girl was wishing to be groped.
I went to her ankles and spread her legs a little so that the cracks were clear. Angela explained everything to Alberto.
With my right hand I groped her left buttock, making sure to look at her asshole. I repeated the thing with the other buttock and then I slid with gentle pressure first in the left groin and then the right one.
- What are you doing? - Alberto asked.
Angela was lost.
- Sorry, - she answered excitedly. - He's smoothing her groin right now. He's touching her vulva. Sometimes he presses his thumbs on the sides of her pussy.
Those were all things I used to do to get Elena to be ready for anything. It wasn't until later that I decided to take her pussy in my hand.
- She took her pussy in her hand, - whispered Angela with short breath to Alberto.
He didn't comment.
I palpated with experience the vulva of the woman who, like a sponge, transmitted to my hand the vaginal moods that she had begun to secrete in complete freedom.
- She's wet... - Angela observed.
When I thought my hand was well lubricated, I carried my fingers into the crack of my ass. It's one of the things I like the most, before sodomizing the asshole because, depending on how the buttocks react, I proceed at my pleasure.
I increased the pressure on the whole crack. The buttocks tightened around my fingers, but then they loosened and I felt the anus give way. So I pressed my middle finger, which worked its way into my asshole. From the way he was relaxed, I could tell that at that moment Elena wanted nothing more than to be sodomized.
- He's fucking her with his finger. - He announced Angela with a choked voice.
- Come on! - Said then my friend. - Finger-finger her ass! Make her come, the bitch!
I knew that in bed Alberto was dominant and even punitive. He told me several times. That order was his way of expressing his power at peak times. Surely he had a powerful erection.
But his order gave me courage and annihilated Elena's remaining resistance, which widened the ankles more. So I began to explore her rectum with my finger and enjoyed the emptiness beyond the anal grip. Tighter and tighter and tighter, until I could masturbate her anal. I slipped my finger in and out with a studied progression, without hurting her. Soon she took the rhythm and I adapted. When she started to move with involuntary jerks, I took her pussy again with my free hand and helped her to come by holding the clitoris between her bent index finger and thumb.
My friend updated Alberto.
Soon she directed the game and began to slam her pelvis around my fingers and moan with increasing intensity.
- She's coming! - Angela exclaimed as she stood up.
- Enjoy, bitch! - Alberto shouted, getting up too.
- Ahh! Ahhhh!! - Angela screamed arching her back. - Ahhhhhhhh!
Then he started to calm down and to relax, always giving kisses.
- Spank her! - Alberto ordered me.
- Sciaaack! Sciaaack... Sciaaack!
I obeyed. The spanking helped her to finish her orgasm and regain control.
- Now go away, - Alberto ordered us. - I'll go on ahead. I'll go on.
Angela and I left the two of them in the grip of strong emotions.

A quarter of an hour later, Angela and I were in bed fucking like warthogs.
Once we calmed down, we commented on the situation we'd just experienced.
- A crazy experience... She commented. - We all betrayed each other and got horny as hot air balloons.
- I wasn't betrayed, - I said slowly. But maybe I was better off keeping it to myself.
- I kept in touch with Alberto's cock, - she said then. - With my elbow.
- And he noticed it?
- Well, he's blind, not an idiot.
- What did he look like?
- Hard as cement.
- Did you really get excited too?
- A little more and I'd have come without help...
- But what turned you on so much?
- My role. - He answered after thinking about it. - Describing to your friend what my boyfriend was doing to his girlfriend. When you think about it, it's crazy...
We stayed for a moment and thought about what we said to each other.
- And what turned you on the most? - He asked.
- Well, you know as well as I do I like to stick my finger up a woman's ass...
- No, I didn't know that, but go on.
- The orders Alberto gave and your complicity were priceless.
- Can I add a detail without pissing you off?
- Of course.
- I was excited to see you playing with his hands and his intimacy...
- Vala?
- It was like I was doing it.