Blinded by the Truth | Lewd Misconduct x RiotMoose

[Fennec]

Amalia sat on the living room couch, listening to The View on the television while she waited for her step dad to come down so they could go to the doctor’s office. She was dressed in skin tight leggings, an oversized sweatshirt, and the ever present cast that encased her leg for the last two months. Being blind with one working leg was not how Lia thought she would end this year.

If it wasn’t easy to see, life hadn’t treated Amalia well over the last few years. One of the things her mother loved most, photographing the love and beauty around her, caused Lia to lose her sight two years ago. She’d been cleaning her mother’s studio when an open jar of photo fixer fell from a shelf in the dark room and landed on her face. Her body didn’t react quickly enough to close her eyes and the burn was immediate enough for her to lose her barings for a moment. She’d eventually groped her way to the sink to wash the chemicals out of her eye and called her parents to take her to the hospital but the damage was done. While her skin suffered and healed up perfectly from the mild chemical burn, her eyes had begun to continuously scar over the following months. She lost her ability to see shapes with any sort of definition no matter how close they were and only remained light sensitive. Doctors had initially been hopefully that she could have surgery to remove the thin opal layerbut subsequent checks proved that it wasn’t possible.

So Lia adapted. She did everything she could to not feel lost. Learned how to read Braille, joined therapy groups, learned the layout of their ranch house, learned everything she could be independent and it paid off. She still felt the loss sometimes, still wished she could see the smiles that came with laughter, and the beauty of a perfect day but at least she had the memories of them.

So Lia adapted. She did everything she could to not feel lost. Learned how to read Braille, joined therapy groups, learned the layout of their ranch house, learned everything she could be independent and it paid off. She still felt the loss sometimes, still wished she could see the smiles that came with laughter, and the beauty of a perfect day but at least she had the memories of them.

Her mother worried and fussed over her. To this day she still felt some sort of guilt for what happened and Lia did everything she could to assure her of the opposite. Unfortunately, when she got a call from the school two months ago after Lia fell down a flight of stairs and fractured her leg, the hovering went into overdrive. She made the decision for Lia to be homeschooled for the rest of her senior year and for her step dad to take care of whatever she needed. He’d been like a rock to their family and she’d been grateful, but she was sure there were things he’d rather be doing than taking care of a restless invalid.

Lia felt like the entire situation was bullshit. She’d been managing fine on her own, but her mother wouldn’t listen. She knew her mom only had her best interest in mind but this really wasn’t it. Thankfully she had real friends who actually looked out for her. They came most weekends to chill or take her out and kept her sane.

The sound of footsteps had Lia turning her head toward the direction and smiled.

“How is it that I’m blind and still managed to get ready before you?” Her voice was light as she teased him. She stood up awkwardly and waved him over to help. “Let’s go! I’m itching to get this cast off.”

 

[RiotMoose]

Dating a woman whose just gone through a divorce was new to him, he had been divorced before but never dated a woman who also had gone through a rough marriage. She seemed to still have feelings for her ex-husband, but he abandoned his wife and daughter once she went blind. He said his wife was unable to take care of a daughter, letting her get permanently injured, and he left, unable to handle the extra stress. So, Mason stepped in to be her fatherly figure rather quickly, and when he married her mother, he became mostly a guard between them.

And after his wifes most recent mental breakdown, he was now her constant adult-figure. Homeschooling her, taking her to appointments, and to her friends when need be. Usually her friends stayed over their house, though, to keep it more comfortable for Lia. Today was no different, he'd be taking her to her doctors appointment, and possibly going on a small date, then letting her friends come over if she wanted.

As his steps fill the hallway, he knew his step-daughter could hear him. His eyes shift over the young girl slowly, smiling softly. She was a real beauty, she had grown up into a full figured woman for sure, and a spitting image of her mother facially. He feels his shaft ache, barely contained by his sweatpants. Some days he only wore underwear, others he was fully naked. She was blind, so he didn't bother wearing a lot of clothes around the house. Today they had to go out, though, so he wore a pair of gray sweatpants and a white t-shirt. His thick beard on his jaw, and hair pushed back. A warm, masculine scent emanates from his body as he approaches her. "Mmm, goodmorning to you to my beautiful princess." He offers her as he cups her cheek, softly stroking it as he kisses the top of her head. "I love this outfit, I got you this sweater, right?" He asks as he twirls his keys on his finger, and then wraps his arm around her to guide her to the garage.

 

[Fennec]

(I didn’t see you replied until today! Apologies)


Lia instinctively closed her eyes as she felt Marcus’ hand on her cheek and kissed the top of her head. It had become routine for them not long after he married her mother as Mason made no attempt to hide how much he loved his step daughter. How they managed to be blessed with someone as kind and giving as Mason was something she’d never understand but she didn’t take it for granted. He treater them so much better than her father ever had. She took in a deep breath and let out a small sigh. The mix of his cologne and natural scent always made her warm.

“Jesus, you always smell so good. And morning Marcus.” She smiled and wrapped her arm around his back while nodding. Hm, so he’s wearing a shirt today. Lia knew Mason walked around without a shirt on. She never brought it up as it wasn’t like she could see anything. She didn’t, however, know that he was in fact fully naked during those times.

“That you did. It’s the softest sweater I own. If you’re ever wondering if I need another one, just know the answer is always yes.” The walk to the garage was short and soon the two were on their way to the office. She was nervous about the amount of physical therapy she would have to put in to get her close to normal.

“Are you sure you’re fine helping me through PT? I know mom designated you as my nurse for the rest of my life...which I of course will take full advantage of...but only if you want me to. I know you have a life outside of me and if I’m going to get the flexibility I originally had, I’m going to need a lot of assistance. I really want to try to get the apprenticeship at the yoga studio and I think I have enough time to prepare.” Her head turned toward him, face uncertain. Despite her earlier words she didn’t want to overstep any boundaries.

“You married my mom but I feel like I see you more than she does at this point.” One part of Lia felt bad about it. She knew her mother loved Mason to death, and she felt like she ate up much of his time over the last two months. However, the other part of her loved it. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t love the attention, the gentleness, the conversations. He was down to earth, treated her like a queen, and helped her realize what she wanted in a man - something the boys around her definitely couldn’t provide.

 

[RiotMoose]

His eyes shift over to the young girl as she begins to spill out her feelings about him. She wasn't complaining about herself, how shes blind, her leg broke, her father left her, her mother chose her job over her daughter, none of it. She was worried about him, the man who could see and walk without any second thought.

“Just as sweet as you’re beautiful...” Mason says gently as he reaches over and gives her thigh a slow massage, his thick digits massaging her soft flesh under her leggings. “Don’t you worry about me princess, I love spending time with you...” he assures her as his strong hand works up and down her inner-thigh. “My only gripe with this is that we have to go to these stupid PT sessions to get your cast off. I can do all this crap at home with you.” He says with a chuckle. He could stretch her out just fine back at their house, help with her flexibility and whatnot.

He loved her like his own daughter, the closest thing he’ll ever have to it. It’s why his first marriage failed, Mason is sterile. He wasn’t sure why, the doctors could never pinpoint why, its just how it was. So his first wife left him, wanting natural babies of her own.

“Why don’t we go shopping and ice cream after this? We can get you new sweaters and anything else you may want?” He offers as he lifts his hand off of her thigh after the short ride and parks the car infront of the PT’s building. Grabbing the handicap sign and hangs it from the rearview mirror, and then heads put of the car and helps her out.

 

[Fennec]

(I’m gone tomorrow for Christmas but I’m free the rest of the weekend.)

Lia felt the heat creeping into her tan skin. While she felt pretty confident in her looks, her lack of sight and they way her eyes probably looked still managed to make her feel insecure some days but he always knew how to make it better. “Me estás haciendo sonrojar.” Her words were said quietly as she closed her eyes and focused on the feel of his reassuring hand. She’d be lying if she said her heart didn’t skip a beat when his hand caressed her inner thigh. Mason hooked her line and sinker the first time he hugged her and called her his princess.

“ I think they might allow it.” Her voice came out lower than she intended with her mind heading to the gutter so she cleared her throat to recollect herself. “A friend of mine was injured and they just gave him a sheet of exercises to do everyday. He didn’t break anything but my fingers are crossed.” That would make her life easier. While she loved going out, doing so for PT wasn’t all that appealing.

“I’m down for shopping. I need some new underwear. I gained a bit of weight with all the sitting so I need to get some new bras to hold the ladies in. And if you’re taking me to get ice cream I’ll definitely need them.” Lia held Mason’s hand as he helped her out of the car and then looped her arm around his after extending her cane. It was difficult to maneuver with the cast but her someone so strong as an aid helped stabilize her.

The sliding doors opened automatically as they neared and Mason brought them to the front desk. She stopped as she felt the cane hit the bottom of the desk and turned her head in the general direction of the typing she heard to her left.

“Hello. I have an 11:30 appointment with Dr. Adler and I’d like to check in.” The nurse nodded, already starting the process to check her in. Some of the nurses had become familiar with her over the years.

“It’s god to see you Lia. He’s finishing up with a patient but should be done pretty soon. You can have a seat and someone will call you.” Lia nodded and stepped away, recognizing the voice.
“Thanks Ms. Walsh. Mason, will you come in with me this time? Maybe help with some persuasion about PT at home?” She couldn’t think of anything she didn’t mind him hearing in the room.

 

[RiotMoose]

When his wife spoke spanish to him, it was hot at first, but lately it was more just her complaining and hoping he didn’t understand. But while he was homeschooling her daughter, she was teaching him spanish, and he loved to hear Lia speak spanish. There was something about it that just made his shaft ache! “Te amo mi hermosa princesa...” he replies to her. When she speaks about needing underwear, her body growing thick and breasts growing, his shaft ached even more!

“Oh...yeah of course, I can take you for that. Where would you wanna go? Victorias Secret or whatever?” He asks, only thinking of sweaters at first! But did that say something about him, or his wife? That Lia would go with him to get underwear, rather than wait for her mother to take her. His mind wanders at the prospect of her, putting on thongs...

As he walks her to the front desk, his eyes shift over the room, making sure she catches the slight dip in the floor, and doesn’t run into the desk. “Yeah, I can come in with you for sure!” He says with a smile, eyes shifting over her. He brings her over to the seat, sitting down on the couch with her, his hand slowly grasping hers and interlocking their fingers, his thumb idly caressing the back of her hand. The room was rather empty, just one more patient with her mother, she had a torn shoulder if he could remember from last week.

After a few moments, Lia is called in. He helps her up and then brings her down the hall and into the PT’s room. “Hey Doc, Lia’s all ready. I forgot when you said we can get her cast off? And, I was wondering if there was any chance we can transfer her to doing these exercises at home?” He asks the Therapist as they walk in.

 

[Fennec]

Lia was quietly impressed with his response in her native tongue. She was happy he was so accepting of her culture and his willingness to learn more about it. It did mean less secrets between them. No more making inappropriate comments to herself about how he felt to her sensitive fingers and the masculine scent that lingered wherever he walked. Or that he was what kept her up and needy some nights. It definitely wasomething her mind should be wandering to now. She could already feel it making her warm as Mason guided her to a seat.

“Thanks. Victoria Secret definitely. Maybe Aerie too. They have the best bralettes and keep the girls looking good.” She smiled slyly and winked, a gesture that remained even without her sight. Her fingers tighten slightly as she let his caress relax her until her doctor called on them. The smell of disinfectant grew stronger as she was led down the hall to an open room.

“And hello to you to Mr. Mason.” Doctor Krecklow was an elderly man, sweet but stern. He’d been with her since before the accident. “Lia, I’m going to have you sit on the table dear.” Lia nodded and stood up, bracing some of her weight on Mason’s forearm to go to the table. The positioned her where she needed to be and he hopped on to the table using her good leg.

“Let’s see now. To answer your first question, she should be able to get it off today if all goes well. I’m hoping we can transition her to a brace instead. Lia, I’m going to have to do a few weight baring tests for me. Lift your leg out straight and try to hold it for 15 seconds.” Lia lifted the leg in the cast until it was straight, her core contracting to maintain balance. She counted softly to 15, her eyes staring blankly ahead. It started to hurt after 8 seconds and the pain was visible on her face after 15 seconds, but she succeeded.

“Good, that’s good. Now I’m going to rotate your leg to see how much range of motion you have.” She nodded as she felt the man firmly grab her calf and foot. She felt the pull and every direction and he rotated her foot to the left and the right.
“It really tight, especially when you rotate out.” It burned but was nothing compared to the way she felt the day she broke it.

“Okay. Now stand for me. Distribute your weight equally and see if you can walk evenly. Just a few steps.” Lia did as she was asked. Her thighs flexed as she braced herself for what was needed. She could she could put her weight on the bad leg.

“I can do it but I feel like my tibia is gonna snap.” Krecklow nodded, not that Lia could see it. She took three steps forward. While the first one was normal the next two were accompanied by a limp.

“Thank you Lia. Here you go.” The doctor helped her back on the table and the old man looked between them both.

“To answer your second question, yes and no.” Krecklow smiled. “You two can do the exercises from home, yes. Your step father’s build leads me to assume you’ll be in good hands and won’t let you lapse in your progress. Regardless, you need to come once a week for the next two weeks to do an assessment and then biweekly after that if improvement is steady. Once you’re in the clear, continue to do the exercises 2-3 times a week. I recommend you don’t ever stop doing them as that leg will never be 100% healed but we’ll be happy with a 97%.”

Krecklow took the mini saw that was on the counter and plugged it in before sitting in front of Amalia. “With that out of the way let’s get this off of you.” Lia tensed at the sound of the saw but stood perfectly still as he cut the cast open. He made quick work of it and Lia sighed in relief once she felt fresh air hit her leg. In that moment she was glad that she had little to no body hair. Krecklow began wrapping the brace around Lia’s leg. It was snug but much better than what held her leg previously.

“Now this should be worn at night and whenever you’d leg is fatigued. Make sure you exercise it but don’t overdue it. Take some aspirin if you experience any pain from here on out. It should be manageable though. The nurse will have printouts of the exercises and stretches. Mr. Mason.” Krecklow turned to Mason. “You and Ms. Mason, provide massages every couple of days to keep the blood flow fresh to that leg. It’ll speed the process up. I have nothing else and you two are free to enjoy the rest of the day.” With a pat on the thigh the old man threw the old cat in the trash and left the room.

“Thank for taking the lead on that. I’m ready whenever you are.” Things would hopefully get back to normal now. She held her arms out expectantly waiting for him to help her hop down. Was she spoiled? Yes. Did she like it? She loved it.

 

[RiotMoose]

Mason watches as the doctor works on his step-daughter, his eyes shifting back and forth over her and the way he moves her foot, flinching a bit as he sees her in some pain in the stretches and her walking. He huffs softly and crosses his arms as he lets the doctor do his work. “Okay, great. Not that your bad doc, it’s just difficult to come out here, really throws a wrench in our day.” He responds as the doctor says he can do the exercises at home, but will still have to come out occasionally.

His eyes shift over Amelia slowly, biting his lip. God he wanted her to sit on his face...he shakes his head from having such a lewd thought, he wasn’t sure how he’d get through with underwear shopping later! The idea of her ‘making the girls look good’ sent a thick ache through his shaft, the small room began to fill with his scent, and as the old man left he huffs gently as he walks over to her.

“You okay Princess?” He asks as his hand slowly works on her soft thigh, caressing it slowly as he moves between her thighs. He over-reacts every time, always worried for her wellbeing. He plants a kiss on her forehead, and rubs her cheek gently. “Let’s get you some ice cream, yeah?” He asks with a smile, as he grasps her hips and lifts her up easily, even if she was a thick girl the strong man could easily manhandle her. Setting her down on the ground, he wraps his arm back around her and walks her out of the office and back to the lobby.

Walking to the front receptionist he signs her documents, and hands over his card to pay the copay. “Doc said you would have some print outs for me?” He asks curiously as he signs some papers before handing the pen back. The receptionist nods and rolls over to her printer to grab the sheets, rolling back and handing them over. “Thanks! Seeya in a week.” He says before he stands up, and walks them back to the car.

Helping her to the car, he then opens the door and lifts her up like a child, and sets her down in the passenger seat. Closing the door he heads around the car and into the drivers side seat, closing it and buckling up. “Alright, Dairy Queen drive-thru or the mall?” He asks as his hand instinctively returns to her thick thigh, caressing it slowly.

 

[Fennec]

Lia’s head tilted slightly at the change in Mason’s voice, curious as to what caused the huskier sound. The room was also starting to smell different, muskier with a hint of pine fresh shower gel that her father in law liked to wear and something weirdly familiar that she couldn’t quite identify. She didn’t understand it since she knew he didn’t douse himself in cologne but the scent was ever present. The question Lia.

“No pain, no gain.” She quickly got her answer as she felt him step between her open legs, heat not only radiated off the fingers that caressed her thigh, but his entire body as well. Her breath hitched as he lifted her, his strong fingers sinking into her soft flesh. An image of his hands at her waist for an altogether different reason had her clearing her throat as she felt her nipples tightening. What was going on with her lately? She only hoped he didn’t notice and that it went away before she got in the car, but the chilly weather wasn’t exactly on her side in that moment...and in that moment she realized neither was their next destination.

“Ice cream sounds good, great idea!” It was like he was subconsciously taunting her.

Mason made quick but gentle work of getting them out the door and on the road and for that she was grateful as it gave her time to calm those aching nipples. “Definitely drive through.” She set her hand on the thigh Mason was touching so his fingers would graze over hers every so often. She loved every inch of them, from the clean cut fingernails and callouses to they way she could feel every line of his finger print. He felt rugged, safe, and weirdly enough dangerous.

They made it to Dairy Queen without issue and she ordered the extra basic 2 scoop cherry dipped cone. She was always made fun of for her weird love of the waxy cherry flavors but she had no shame as Mason placed the cone in her hand. She immediately took a bite off the tip before sticking her tongue through the hardend cherry shell and pulling the ice cream out and savoring the flavor. She swore she was a cat in her second life.

“Ai, sabe muy bien. I haven’t had one of these in a while.” She began strategically licking the ice cream to prevent as much from spilling on her hand as she could, knowing how long it would melt fast with the warm glaze. She stuck two cream coated fingers from in her mouth and sucked it off before licking her lips.

“Let me know if I’m making a mess. Don’t want to mess up the car. And uh, if you’d rather not go into the store with me, that’s so okay with me. I just ah...realized you might get bored or...something. You know what colors I like though and I...mostly trust your taste.” She smirked but it fell quickly as her nipples went rearing their annoying heads again. Lia went back to the ice cream again with milky eyes towards the passenger window as she wondered what was wrong with her for the second time that day. All she knew was that she needed a good session with her magic wand when she got home.

 

[RiotMoose]

He didn’t get any ice cream, lactose intolerance and his want to keep his body shape fit fueled his decision to not get that Reeses Blizzard. He continues to drive after getting his little princess her favorite cherry dipped ice cream, glad she was happy even though it was a rather boring order. He could see just how stiff her nipples were getting and couldn’t help but want to tug her sweater down and suck on those puffy nipples.

But he stayed on course to the mall, his own beefy mass aching eagerly, tenting out his sweatpants and letting his masculine scent fill the cars cabin. A mix of his cologne and manly musk filling the air, and the lack of air freshners in the car didnt cut the scent at all. And as she begins to suck her fingers clean he lets out a groan. His toes curl, and he almost veers into the wrong lane! “F...fuck...” he mumbles softly under his breath. In that moment he wanted to tug his sweatpants down and have her slurp down a different vanilla colored treat.

“I’d love nothing more than to come in the store with you. Ill help you pick out the color and you can make sure it feels good too.” He says softly as his thick digits really work into her soft flesh of her thigh. “I can help you change to if you want...” he says slowly, as his hand moves to hers and begins to caress the back of her hand with his thumb once more. “I doubt the employees would mind. They probably have blind people in there all the time.” He assures her as he smiles gently.

Finally, he pulls into the malls parking lot, and parks at the Macy’s section. They’ll have to trek through the department store before reaching Victorias Secret across the mall. “All set?” He asks as he gets out and moves to the other side of the car, adjusting his beefpole to under his waistband before helping her out.

 

[Fennec]

I can help you change to if you want...Fuck if that wasn’t the hosted thing she heard come from his mouth. The faint blush on her tan cheeks was inevitable.

Mason’s words, the deepening massage, huskiness in his voice, the familiar smell she finally identified made everything suddenly click. He was aroused and if the clues were anything to go by, it was because of her. She licked her lips at the realization and wished she could see in that moment, wished she could see the proof written all over his face and body. Did he really want her like she dreamed about or was she reading signs that weren’t there. Lia felt like her answer would be stepping into some unknown territory.

“That would be...helpful to say the least. If the employees let you through the back...I see no reason why you can’t.” Maybe him being old enough to be you father, being your actual step father and your mother’s husband are good reason’s Lia...you might also be projecting and why do you suddenly sound so prim? She was jarred from her thoughts when Mason announced their arrival and quickly undid her seatbelt. The sudden warmth and brightness let her know that the sun had come out for a bit during the otherwise cloudy day.

She used her cane to support her leg instead of as a guide and decided to rely on Mason for assistance. The mall was usually busy and crowded with random things and unaware peaople.She didn’t feel like focusing so much while she was still adjusting to the new cast. It was too many things she’d have to worry about. The walk through Macy’s was simple enough though. She could hear various conversations and had a general understanding of when she was in the clothes section, the show section and the final perfume section before entering into the open mall. The sounds were suddenly amplified due to the tall ceilings and wide walkways. The sound of children playing was a bit up ahead so she knew they were getting close to Victoria Secret.

The scent of the store hit her before they even made it inside and she smiled. Lia loved a good piece of lingerie, sight be damned. The feel of it on her skin, the way it presented her but and ass and let’s not forget the thigh highs that kept her warm during the winter. Lia dressed pretty casually but new lingerie would have her looking like she was out on the hunt every night whenever she stocked up. The only issue was getting what she wanted without being embarrassed and the thought went as a quickly as she came. She was nearly an adult and a woman. If she wanted sexy underwear then there was no reason to be ashamed about it. She bumped her head on Mason’s should and spoke.

“I’d love to get few balconette bras, maybe a few thongs and bikini underwear. I need a couple more thigh high tights as well. I was thinking jewel tones for the color. Burgundy, dark green, navy or dark golds. She looked up expectantly to where his face would generally be. “Will you help me with that? I’m a 34FF and a large or size ten on the bottom. I’m trusting you to make me look good...even if I have no one to look good for.” She shook her head at her own words in amusement.

 

[RiotMoose]

Masons eyes shift over the department store, such lewd thoughts crossing his mind thinking about his little princess. Everyone looked at him like such a good man, walking the blind girl through the mall, protecting and keeping her innocence in their eyes. Little did they know he wanted to do such depraved and lewd things to her. His hand rubs down her shoulders, to her lower back, wrapped around her thick latina body to hold her close, fingers caressing her opposite hip. "I think that they'd let me thru, you being blind and all. Besides, I'm an old man, they'll surely see me as your father." He assures her as his strong, thick digits caress her soft hip.

Some men gave his princess looks, the same looks he gives her, but he became...jealous. That was his princess to ogle over. He gave them glares, his right fist clenched, and the men quickly looked away and continued on their way. That was the benefits of being in shape, and so tall. Women also gave him looks, but seeing the wedding band on his hand usually detoured them, and a quick look at Lia's hand could show she wasn't his wife. As much as he may want her to be...

Entering Victorias Secret was always such an odd thing to do as a man. Many boyfriends sat outside the store, scrolling through their phones while the girlfriends perused inside for various things. So Peter walking in already gave them odd looks, but when they saw she was blind they seemed to soften their posture. Employees gave him soft smiles, asking if he needed any help but he shakes his head. "Thanks" He says with a soft smile, before returning to giving his step-daughter attention. "Oooh, you can look good for me, we can have underwear parties while your mothers not home...or while she is." He says with a soft chuckle, before he nods. He grabs a few bras, thongs, bikini underwear, aswell as some silk thigh-high socks. He tosses them in a small shopping basket, and then goes for the tights, tossing a few in the basket aswell, mostly sticking to navy, burgundy, and a few dark greens. Once all was well and set, he leads her to the changing rooms, an employee giving him a soft look, before just nodding and letting them through. He brings her to the furthest one, opening up the door and leading her into the small enclosed room, before he closes and locks it behind them.

 

[Fennec]

Mason made surprisingly quick work of getting her what she asked. She expected a pause when they reached the dressing room but that didn’t happen. After all, they never let men though to avoid sexual encounters. A small smile came to her face as they let them into the dressing room and Mason locked the door behind them. She cleared her throat and set her cain against a wall.

“Underwear party with my mom? How does that work.” She let out an amused laugh curious about his comment. Grabbing the bottom hem of her sweater, she lifted it over her head slowly before bending down and loosening the boot so that she could slide until the underwear a bit better. The sudden loosening I’d pressure felt good to her leg as she stepped out of it and stood straight and ran a slightly shaken hand through her curls.

“Um can you...can you help me with my leggings? I don’t want to put too much pressure on my foot without the brace. You can leave my thong on. I just need to make sure it fits...” She bit her reddening lip as she reached around her back and unhooked her bra. Holding the cups to her full, weighted breasts, she slid the band of one arm and then switch hands to do the other. This was turning her on too much but she couldn’t stop. The fear of embarrassment at chickening our far outweighed the misplaced arousal. Lia wondered whether she would expose herself. What the new rules were and waited for his reaction. Her breath grew quietly shallow with each action.

 

[RiotMoose]

His eyes wander over her as she begins to undress, her movements shaky, she was clearly nervous. Who wouldn’t be nervous undressing in-front of their father? Let alone step-father AND she’s blind, so unable to gauge his reaction. But if she could, she wouldn’t be nervous.

Nearly drooling out of his mouth, Masons eyes shift over her. Saliva filling his mouth as he had to swallow a few loads down before nodding. “Relax...I’ll help you out.” He whispers so she can hear but not the employees a few feet away. He walks around her, resting his hands on her shoulders and slowly massaging them, his beefy cock aching against her plump asscheeks. He wraps his arms around her, holding her hands and slowly pulling her bra away, revealing those big juggs. He licks his lips slowly, wanting to cup and grope those big udders, but he restrains himself.

His hands work down her bare sides as he kneels down behind her, planting a few kisses down her spine, before grasping the waistband of her leggings. Slowly, he tugs them down, letting them rest as he reveals her fat cheeks in his face. Planting a kiss on either one, he then finishes his job and pulls her leggings off either foot, before standing back up and kissing her head gently. “Want me to undress too? Just to be fair...” he asks as he slowly massages her shoulders and arms.

 

[Fennec]

Amalia’s brows furrowed ever so slightly and her nose flared as he moved closer. Her cheeks and nose had their tell tale blush and her lips parted to let out a ragged breath as she felt his own in the crook of her neck and accompanied by his strong hands at her shoulders.

“Ah...okay.” She leaned into his chest and enveloped herself in his scent and warmth, her body trembling ever so slightly as his hands slid down her arms to her cupped hands. The surety of his movements turned her own so much and the feel of his cock at her plump ass only made her pussy wet in response. The validation that she wasn’t the only one feeling the...weight of the situation made her more confident.

Goosebumps spread over her body at the feel of his lips traveling down her backside and her hips rotated at the sudden shock of pleasure that shot though her. Lia was young but she had enough experience to know what a sensitive sex kitten she was, always eager for a taste of warm milk and the feeling of being filled in more ways the one. And fuck if he didn’t have her visualizing every single way in that moment. She stood out her her leggings with his assistance before he turned to face her, the question lingering in the air.

Lia placed her hands in front of her until they’re resting on Mason’s muscled chest and slid upward, fingers tracing his neck, soft lips, and strong jaw. Her gaze slowly lifted, hooded pearl eyes meeting his own as she stepped forward until her cinnamon nipples were grazing his chest. “It is better to be fair than selfish.” Lia reached down to lift his shirt up and over, her ample tits now flush again his heated skin. “Hmm, let me help you for once...”

She kissed his collarbone...his chest, grazed softly over his left nipple, and let her hands fall to the band of his sweats. Her, soft, well manicured fingers gripped the band on each side of his hip and pushed down, mind sad for a moment that she couldn’t see the v that she certainly knew lead to a sizable dick. Thankfully, what she couldn’t see, she could certainly feel. When it sprang forward and hit her bare stomach, she was shocked to say the least. With an amused but startled look, her eyes darted to where she knew his face would be. Was he always going commando? Lia was suddenly felling shy again in the face of such a treat.

“Ready?”

 

[RiotMoose]

Mason lifts his arms above his head and allows her to remove his shirt, huffing softly as his well toned body shows off. His strong myscles shifting, and he then remembers she can’t see his strong body, but she could feel it. Her bare nipples grazing over his skin, rubbing against his strong body as he licks his lips.

“Fairness is always a good quality to have...” he says as his hands slowly reach out and rub her cheek, the other slowly massaging her bare hip. His thumb gently stroking the soft skin of her blushing cheeks, feeling the heat radiating from her skin made him smile softly. “Such a beautiful woman...” he says softly as his eyes shift over her soft facial features. Wandering even further down, he smiles at her big breasts rubbing against him, and licks his lips once more.

When his beefy mass lewdly springs out, pressed against her stomach, he lets out a short breath. “I’m ready...” he assures her.

 

[Fennec]

Lia took the opportunity to run her fingers over as much of his body as she could, finally able to paint a picture of him in her mind. She felt his arms, hands, neck and face, sure. But this was different, she could take her time, touch forbidden places, listen to and feel the way he reacted to her exploration. By the time her hands found his cock, she was dripping, so much so that she could feel is sliding slowly down her leg like honey.

“I’ve wanted to tell you for so long Mason. Spent so many nights imagining you between my legs” As she wrapped her head around his thick meat, her other hand grabbed his own and guided him to her pussy, slicking his fingers with her juices. “Can you feel how much I want you?” Her hips pressed foward, seeking his fingers as her head Hester on his chest. Lia let her other had slowly stroke Mason, her mouth watering at the thought of a taste.

The sudden knock on their door caused her entire body to tense as she remembered why she was here to begin with.

“How’s it going in there? Do the item fit okay, would you like a different size?” Lia let her forehead rest against Mason’s chest again as the embarrassment and anxiety set in. They should be doing this. And definitely not in the changing room. Regardless the mere thought of it still clutched her on. Something about the forbidden nature of it all got to her.