Blind Date Awakening Ch. 05

Charles stood up and moved over next to Karen. He cradled her head in his hands and moved in for a kiss – not an ordinary kiss, but one that was aggressive and controlling. He chased her tongue with his as she opened her lips. Finally after about 15 seconds, he pulled away, looked straight into her eyes, and said, "Don't you ever say that again. You're not going anywhere – I need you! We'll find a way to work this out, but you leaving me is not the solution."

It was all that Karen could do to meekly answer, "Okay, Charles – I promise I won't say it again. I love you!"

Charles kissed her lightly this time, then answered, "I love you too!" He kissed her again, just as the timer sounded on the oven. "C'mon, I have a bet to pay off."

*****

After the phone call and their dinner that evening, Charles and Karen began to fall into what could best be described as a 'newlywed' routine. Charles learned to set his alarm clock to an earlier wake up time so they would have an opportunity for some sexual fun before he had to go to work. They both decided that although Karen still wanted to get a job, it would be better for her to wait to start looking until after his daughters came for the Labor Day weekend visit.

Charles had remembered the condition of most of the clothes he had helped Karen pack when they moved her out of her apartment, and true to his word, he devised a plan for her to take care of that. He had ordered a credit card for her in her name to be sent to his office. When it arrived, he arranged Lori to take Karen on a day-long power shopping trip. The night before the trip, he had put the card in an envelope and gave it to Stan to give to Lori the next day so she could surprise Karen with it.

When Lori showed up the next day at the condo, she pounded on the door and yelled at Karen to open up. Karen did, and was surprised when Lori pushed her back inside. They shut the door, and Lori shouted, "C'mon, Karen, get dressed – it's time for some power shopping!"

Karen looked at Lori with bewilderment on her face. "What are you talking about?"

Lori grinned and handed Karen the envelope Charles had given her. When Karen got it open, she saw the credit card first, and removed it. Looking at it, she saw that it was her name on the card. Looking at Lori, she asked, "What the hell is going on here?!?"

Lori just laughed and said, "There's more in the envelope."

Karen saw that there was a handwritten note inside, written on Charles' office stationary. On the outside of the note were instructions to read the note aloud. She cautiously opened the note and read it to Lori.

Good morning, lover! When we were packing your clothes in your apartment, I noticed that it had been a long time since you had been able to treat yourself to some nice clothing. Today is the time! Please don't fuss about the money – if you love me, you will let me do this for you. One more thing – there are two conditions that you must meet to complete this day. The first is that you must buy at least one new bikini – not a one piece, but two – that has to be at least as revealing as your white one. You are a sexy woman, and I love showing you off! Second condition – you must buy at least one sexy lingerie outfit. You know that I love sleeping naked next to you each night, but every once in a while, I'd love to see you in something sexy, so I can rip it off of you and fuck your brains out! You need to hurry – I will be home by 6:00 this evening, and I expect the fashion show to start at 6:01. I LOVE YOU!

Karen blushed after reading the last few lines. She looked at Lori, who by this time had what can only be called a 'shit-eating' grin on her face. "C'mon, Karen, we don't have much time – hurry up and get ready! Somebody's gettin' fucked tonight!" Once they were out the door an into Lori's car, Karen pulled out her phone, and sent Charles a text message – "I love you, big boy – but you'd better be ready, because at 6:00 tonight, your ass is mine!"

When Charles opened the door to the condo a little before 6:00, he saw that one of the dining room chairs had been moved to the middle of the living room, with nothing else around it. He put the keys in the bowl on the breakfast bar, and moved over next to the solitary chair. Then he looked up and saw movement – it was Karen, who was coming out of her bedroom with nothing on but a short white terrycloth robe. It barely covered her ass, and Charles immediately liked what he saw.

"Take off you jacket, and sit down on the chair, lover. The show's about to begin, and I wanted you to have the best seat in the house!"

Charles did as he was told. Once he was seated, Karen came around behind him and began to massage his shoulders. When she could feel he was more relaxed, she whispered in his ear: "If you're game, I thought we'd have a little fun with the fashion show." With that, she reached into the right pocket of her robe and pulled out a silk scarf. Charles had remembered seeing a collection of them when they packed, so he wasn't surprised to see one now.

What he was surprised about was what she was going to use it for. She pulled his right hand down to his side, and then gently wrapped the scarf around it twice. It was tight, but it didn't restrict the circulation. The she tied the scarf to the chair leg. She repeated the process on the left side. When she was finished, she asked him to test the strength of the knots, and he found that he couldn't get out. He turned to Karen with a slight look of panic, but she reassured him with a little kiss on his lips. Once again, she whispered in his ear, "Time to begin the show." And with that, she headed back into her bedroom, but not before she slipped off the robe, exposing her naked ass as she went in.

The first five outfits she modeled for Charles were a combination of casual fall wear or business-type outfits. They all looked great on her, and Charles could see that she was glowing with pride every time he whistled or complimented her. The next outfit was different, however. She stepped out of her bedroom in a classic 'little black dress.' But this was no ordinary LBD. It had a scooping neckline, clearly showing her cleavage. The bottom of the dress ended up at about mid-thigh, which covered her most modest assets, but displayed a lot of her long, silky smooth legs. It was extremely sexy.

She walked over to Charles so he could get a better look. "Charles, this dress is so low cut that if I wear a bra, it's going to show." To make her point, she reached up and pulled the fabric of the deep 'V' cut to the side, baring her breasts, her nipples standing full and erect. It was clear that she felt extremely sexy in this dress. Immediately Charles' cock began to grow, and he pulled at his restraints, trying to get his hands on those nipples. But Karen had tied them well, and he finally groaned as he gave up.

Karen reached down and kissed him on the nose, then felt his crotch to find his cock straining to get out. "Oh, does Charles like what he sees? Well, if he likes this, then he's going to be blown away at what is coming next! Oh, and by the way, since I can't wear a bra with this, I decided for this show that I wouldn't wear panties as well!" And with that, she whirled around and lifted up the back of the dress, showing her naked ass once again as she went back into her room for the next outfit.

The bondage Karen had subjected him to had Charles feeling a bit confused. He was certainly enjoying the show Karen was putting on for him, and he expected it to only get better and better. But not being able to touch her sexy body she was putting on display for him was something he was not used to. His cock was nearly fully erect and pushing against the crotch of his pants. If his hands were free, he thought, he would have opened up his pants and let the tortured member fly.

If his cock was uncomfortable before, it soon got worse. Karen stepped out of the bedroom wearing one of the tiniest string bikinis he had ever seen. It was lime green, which served two purposes – number one, it really set off well against her copper skin, and two – it called attention to the fact that there wasn't much material to see. The top was barely covering her nipples. When she turned to the side, she was showing a considerable amount of her medium-sized breasts. Completing the turn, he saw a very narrow strip of the lime green covering the crack of her ass. She had succeeded in finding a more revealing bikini than her sexy white one!

Charles moaned as he looked at the front of the bikini bottom. It was so low that an ample amount of her dark pubic hair was peeking out the top. Karen looked at Charles' reaction, then put her finger in her mouth as she playfully said, "Would you look at that? We can't have that hair showing when we go out, can we? I guess I might have to shave it off!"

Charles strained against his restraints as he cried out, "Oh, SHIT, that's so sexy!" Karen smiled back and him and lightly walked close enough so that she could rub against his cock, now fully erect and painfully being restrained in his pants. He lurched against her touch, but she pulled back quickly, and waving her finger at him, called out, "tsk, tsk, tsk. If you think this one is sexy, wait 'til you see what's next!"

He wasn't sure he could handle what was coming next, but he knew he had no choice. When she stepped out this time, all he could utter was, "Oh, my god!" Karen stepped out with a black lace bra with matching panty. However, it was the finest lace he had ever seen, and he could clearly see her nipples up top and her pubic hair down below. The bra was a low plunge, which showed off ample cleavage. The panty looked to Charles like it was nothing more than an extremely small pair of black lace shorts. The bottom of the panty looked like it stopped about mid-cheek on her ass.

Karen came closer and teasingly asked him, "Do these panties make my ass look too big? Or does it meet with your approval? I'd say looking at that huge bulge in your pants, that you were satisfied!"

Charles groaned. "About that bulge – it's really starting to hurt. Do you think you could help me out a little?"

"Oh, okay – I don't see why not." With that answer, she stepped closer to him, undid his belt and the fastener on his slacks, then grabbed his zipper and pulled it down. "Lift up your hips a bit," and he did, which let her slide down both his pants and his underwear. She got them down to his ankles, but had to take off his shoes before he could get the pants all the way off. With the shoes removed, the pants came off as well, leaving him naked below the waist except for his dark socks.

All the time she had been removing his pants, she had bent over with her back to him, flashing her ass in the black panties. Again Charles tried to break out of the restraints, and again he failed.

Karen was really enjoying this, and to tease him again, she lightly grazed her index finger over the head of his cock, causing him to jump in his chair. The finger returned to Karen with a drop of his pre-cum, and she made sure he was watching as she stuck her tongue out and licked her finger clean.

Charles pleaded, "Karen, please, let me go – please!"

"Not yet, big boy – there's one more. You asked for some sexy lingerie, and I think you're going to like this."

Charles could only wait until he saw the final outfit. He had virtually given up on getting his hands on her during her little fashion show. He only hoped now that she would be ready for some hot and heavy activity once she released him.

The last outfit nearly blew him away. It appeared to be nothing more than a little camisole with lace around the neckline and along the bottom. But what was remarkable about it was not what it was, but what it wasn't. It was so sheer that she might as well been standing nude in front of him. As she walked over to his chair, the bottom of the camisole floated in the breeze she was creating. It was short enough that it just covered her pussy, but again, it didn't matter, as her luscious dark pubic hair shone straight through.

Charles closed his eyes. He wanted so badly to run his hands over her body on the outside of the camisole, but he knew that he was tied tightly enough that he would just fail again. His cock was twitching, but it wasn't anything he was doing – perhaps it was to the beat of his pulse, or perhaps just because his body was telling him it would take very little effort to get him off.

Karen licked her lips and smiled as she was now standing directly in front of him. She twirled once, and the bottom of the camisole lifted up above her waist before falling back down again around her ass. She could see the look of desire on his face, but she had one more thing she wanted to do before she let him go. She knelt down in front of him and gently licked the head of his cock, causing it to jump bigger than she had seen before. The she looked directly into his eyes and asked, "So, Charles – did I do a good job with my purchases today?"

All Charles could do was nod his head yes. "I want you to know how much I appreciate what you did for me today. Do you want me to tell you, or do you want me to show you?"

Charles answered back, "Show me...OH FUCK!!!

Karen had interrupted his reply, and taken Charles' raging cock fully in her mouth. With her tongue curled, she sealed her lips around his throbbing erection and sucked as she bobbed up and down. She brought one of her hands down to cup his balls, while grasping the base of his cock firmly with her other one. She knew he wouldn't last long this way, and she prepared to take his full load when he let go.

Charles was nearly incoherent now as he babbled, "Oh yes, oh yes, oh FUCK yes!" After only about 15 seconds of her attention, he couldn't hold off any longer. Screaming out "I'm CUMMING NOW," he shot stream after stream of white hot cum deep into his sister's mouth. She continued her tight seal around his cock, while somehow swallowing before she gagged.

Charles laid his head back against the chair as the last of his sperm was drawn out by Karen's suction on his cock. She finally opened her lips and withdrew, stopping just long enough to feather her tongue on the tip, which caused it to twitch again. As his heartrate continued to drop back to normal limits, he lifted his head enough to look at her as she smiled back at him.

Charles said, "Oh, my god – how many more ways do you have to surprise me? That was so fucking incredible!"

She stood up and climbed up in his lap. She began to smother him with quick little kisses all over his face. He was helpless to do anything about it since his hands were still tied down. But what he did notice was that underneath the camisole, she was rubbing her sopping pussy on his cock, which had been deflating, but suddenly began reversing its course.

"Charles, do you think we can get that thing hard again? Do you have any strength left?"

"Why, what are you thinking?" he asked.

"I'm thinking that as soon as I untie your hands, I want you to carry me into the bed and fuck my brains out – hard, deep and dirty. I don't want it sweet and slow – I want you to hammer me like it's the last time you'll be fucking in your life!"

"I don't know if you'll be able to handle it," he replied. "Since I came once already, I think the second time might take a while, and I'm not going to stop until I do."

She smiled as she said, "Try me," and lifted up just enough to reach her hand below her ass, grabbed his cock, and shuddered as she sank her pussy back down on it. "Oh, baby, you did get it hard again. I'm ready – get ready to really fuck me!"

She climbed off and untied his hands – right first, then left. Finally free, he picked her up as she requested, carried her to the bedroom and threw her on top of the bedspread. Without letting her get settled, he climbed on top of her, grabbed his cock and lined it up with her juicy center and drove it home. Now it was Karen's turn to scream out, "Oh FUCK!" as he pistoned in and out with a force that even surprised himself.

Karen was grunting with each stroke. This was even better than she expected, as she accepted thrust after thrust onto the back wall of her pussy. To spur him on ever harder, she started yelling out words that even she didn't know she had. "C'mon, Charles – fuck my cunt, fuck you sister's hot, juicy cunt – OH GOD, that's it, make me scream as you fuck me harder and harder..."

Karen's language was turning Charles on even harder, and he responded with even more energy. He grabbed her legs behind her knees and pushed them forward so that he was pushing straight into her pussy with vertical stabs. Karen grabbed her nipples and pinched them, as she cried out, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me Charles, FUCK ME NOW....." and flew over the edge, gushing over Charles' cock as her orgasm exploded throughout her body.

But Charles didn't slow down one beat. He kept driving and driving his cock home, to the point where Karen squealed and begged him to slow down. He stopped long enough to pull out, lean down and growl, "We're not done fucking yet," and flipped her over on her front. He reached under her hips and pulled her up on her knees, then drove home again from behind.

Karen did not expect this, and try as hard as she could, she could not stay up on her arms, and she crashed to the bed on her chest. Charles followed her down, keeping her ass pointed upward, and continued to savagely fuck her throbbing pussy. Since she wasn't really given an opportunity to recover from her first orgasm, Karen's second came right away, as she grabbed at the bedspread with her hands and screamed into the pillow below her.

Charles continued, until finally he could feel his balls tighten once again, and he yelled out "OH FUCK" as he came one more time. As he slowed down, he realized how tired his arms were, and he pulled out of her pussy as he rolled onto the bed next to her, his cock squirting out the final few drops of sperm all over itself.

Neither one moved for about 15 minutes, as they could each still feel the last remaining remnants of the orgasms that had wracked their bodies. Eventually Charles rolled over to be close to his sister. He casually put his arm on her back and rubbed her smooth skin. Karen opened her eyes to see him staring at her, a slight smile curled from his lips.

She smiled back and with a raspy voice, said, "Charles, I may be too old to fuck like that anymore, but damn, that was crazy! I guess that means that you liked the clothes I picked out?"

"I could not believe how sexy you looked! I wanted to grab you and rip those things off of you, but somebody tied my hands and I couldn't get loose!"

Karen was curious now. "So how did it work to be tied up like that?"

He replied, "It was pretty fucking amazing, especially considering the blow job I was rewarded with. I think that's the fasted I've ever cum! Then he started giggling to himself.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"How many more of them scarves to you have?"

She replied, "Several – I suppose six or eight more. Why do you ask?"

"Because I'm thinking about you lying on your back on the bed, your arms and legs tied to each corner. Oh, the things I could do to your beautiful body!"