I arranged a Kgirl date through a reputable Booker 2 days ago, first time slot of the morning. I told the Booker it was up to her to arrange an experienced hot Kgirl for an hour of GFE. I didn’t want to know anything about the Kgirl. I just picked the date and time.
I told booker I was going to be blindfolded for the entire time. I asked Booker to confirm with the Kgirl that me being blindfolded wasn’t going to be a problem.
Since I have worked with the Booker before she agreed and an hour later she confirmed the date was set up.
On the selected day, I parked by a familiar building in Mid-Wilshire area. At front door I pushed in code. I’m inside building. Service area. Then again to call elevator. Then up down around and over…a little maze to get to Kgirl door. No one was around. I put blindfold on.
(I got blindfold at Walmart. Black memory foam with little circular supports around the eye sockets so your eyeballs aren’t compressed)
I heard the door open (little noise), soft hands reached out to lead me inside. Soft hands. I never noticed that before. I’m usually straining my eyeballs to check out the Kgirl. Not this time.
I let her take lead. Since I was blindfolded I had to give up control and trust her completely.
Inside. I just stood there. Blindfolded. Then a sultry voice. Soft Korean accent. “Shoes please”.
For the next 55 minutes I experienced full-on passion, blindfolded, by a beautiful Kgirl!!!
How did I know the Kgirl was beautiful when I was blindfolded? Well, let me just say it is amazing what you can ”see” when blindfolded, especially when being charmed by a professional. Blindfolded but stimulated otherwise made my imagination go wild!!!
My Kgirl proved herself totally trustworthy during session: a sweetheart and an exceptionally passionate Kgirl.
I will absolutely repeat….eyes wide opened next time so I can see what I missed and revisit aspects I experienced with no visuals. Or, maybe I will double down with her and another kgirl. Blindfolded.
Blindfolded, I didn’t know what was coming at me but since my Kgirl had super powers of Asian persuasion, I just melted into her arms. As I did, I experienced a blend of sensations like I never had before.
But beware: Letting go is not for the faint of heart or those with trust issues. For the intrepid, it’s an experience nearly like jumping out of a C130. At 1,250 feet. On a moonless night. Chute be damned!