A full pillow-talk description is at the end, along with links to the other codes. This story (two years in the works) is in reaction to a bad story I found on-line, another miss-blind story. Although I did not like the story and did not finish it, the premise was very erotic to me: a blind exhibitionist. Later on I realized the several other opportunities here and I used them. Everything copyright (except the linked wikipedia and deaf-mute articles) by Plano Nudist 2008->2010 planonudist@yahoo.com, all rights reserved. Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this written work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by the author unless explicitly indicated. For questions or concerns, email planonudist@yahoo.com. Copyright 2010-2011 Notes for second edition: spelling corrections and a few term changes, renamed, I think the orig title was off-putting. Codes: ff nosex exhib humor planonudist http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/plnondst/www/ Pillow Talk (AKA Miss Blind America 2010) MBA 2010 ======================================================================== As she left the dressing area, a friend checked her over carefully: was her dress on straight, was the zipper done, were the shoes not scuffed, how was the hair.... Miss Texas walked forward, counting her steps carefully. Thinking to herself, 5...6...7...8... Stop! She felt the raised floor-mat with the large bumps she had been told to stand on. She and the other girls had been told to smile and look around slowly once they were in position. They listened as the MC gave the speech. The girls patiently tried not to fidget or adjust their clothes. She didn't know whether to describe herself as a girl or a woman. She was physically a woman, she had had her periods for most of her life now. Although she was waxed, when her bush grew out it was nice and full. She also had big breasts. She had a name, but normally just referred to herself as I, me, or she. She could not imagine getting married and having children, although she loved babies. The girls were told to get enough sun so that they didn't appear or feel sick. A person that doesn't get enough sun has a sickly feel to them: acne, oily skin. She could not go to the pool alone, but she really loved laying the sun. They really ought to set up more blind parks: clean and well mapped. Fountains to touch and feel as the mist played around you. No worrying about boys ogling you (or worse, pinching you without you knowing them) if you were in a bikini or nude. She didn't mind being looked at, as long as she knew people were there. She didn't mind being touched, as long as she knew the person. If the girls won the pageant, they had to agree to being touched by more than just the judges. They would be the delicate flower being touched all the world over, from fans, to artists, to even publishers trying to do braille descriptions of their stories. Her body would be made love to by countless hands of strangers. If she was willing, she would even be in a raised edition of Playboy for the blind. The only rule for entrance is that the contestant must have been mostly blind since before puberty. A few years ago, there was a rumor that a girl had intentionally made herself go blind in order to compete. So, in order to avoid girls damaging themselves, women must have a known reason for going blind. Exceptions are made, of course, but the girl has to really prove what happened. One year a burn victim competed, the judges commented on the beautiful texture of her skin. The girls were told to not wear makeup or perfume. The girls were carefully monitored. The judges didn't like feeling the girls when they had a pasty texture, and smell is one of the most important aspects of beauty. The other beauty pageant girls brought in as big sisters were both envious and scared. So many girls measure their beauty in terms of what makeup can make them look like. She was always surprised at the jokes she had to put up with; they had to endure jokes about the girls and their dogs; they had to endure jokes about the color of their skin. She was told she was very pretty, but didn't understand or put it into context before she started trying to get out of the house. At first, she would only go to school and home, too afraid to deal with the world around her. When she heard that they were starting beauty pageants for the blind she couldn't believe it. She thought it was an insult or a mockery of the blind. Then, she heard that the judges were also blind and she was excited. The judges would judge the girls as the blind, not as the visual world. The girls would be measured by their personalities, their feel, their smell, not as how they are seen. The girl would be judged as a person, a living breathing thing, not as something to be looked at. The girls were told the judges were in pairs, one blind and one seeing. They had tried to have all of the judges blind, but that made for too cumbersome a process of judging. In each of the competitions: talent, evening gown, swimsuit, and nude: the girls were smelled, felt, and heard by the blind and seeing. The judges are all gentle. Not too firm and not too soft, to avoid tickling the girls. In order to make the girls more comfortable, the judges are kept with the group constantly during the month of preparations before the pageant. In order to save the blind nature of the contest, the seeing judges are only giving a fractional vote, amounting to one judge all together. The judges were typically heroes of the blind, typically teachers nominated by their students, politicians which had a focus on the blind, soldiers and public servants that went blind in the course of duty. # Talent Competition The talent competitions took the bulk of the time for the competition. Blind girls can do anything anyone else can, but sometimes it takes special equipment, or prep work, or time. Quite a few girls competed with their singing or musical instrument ability. A few competed as masseurs, giving the judges full body massages. A few girls competed as cooks, although cooking with heating was forbidden; Lots of no-cook treats were created. Certain handy-crafts were tried in the past, and although beautiful they were too time-consuming for effective competition. Whatever the girls did they had to be limited to an hour with judges present. Pottery or crocheting took too long. One girl tried assembling car motors, and although she succeeded doing everything by touch, the prep-work took her far beyond the time allowed. I had attempted to enter water dancing as a talent in a previous competition but was denied. I was told although beautiful work, the blind judges would be unable to evaluate my work. When I half-jokingly suggested I have my talent as kissing, they said the radio audience wouldn't be able to enjoy it. In the end, my talent became rhythmic massage. # Evening gown competition Tonight, the evening gown competition was first. She had dressed carefully in a one-piece, leather dress. She had been told the dress was black, but she didn't care. She had tried asking for a purple dress, but when her family said it would take too long to custom order to get she backed down. The dress was a soft-eel-skin dress. Little lines going across her body from side to side. Except for the top which where the eel-skin went across her breasts and chest diagonally. The dress had a zipper up the back, and two simple shoulder straps. The stitching was finely done. She had insisted on the finely done stitching so that she could add her own braille. Around the bottom of the skirt she had added in braille a poem, not that the judges seemed to notice. Around her neck on a chain she had a simple single piece silver amulet, no rough edges; the design was of the Gemini angels. She had on a half-slip around her hips. She preferred to go on without underwear, but was told the dress would stick to her in strange ways. Originally, her manager had wanted her to wear panties and a full slip, but she had talked her out of it. The evening gowns were different from what most women would wear. The dresses are designed to avoid being a drag or tripping the girls, and a lot of attention is put into the fabric of the dress having a nice texture and sounding nice. The ruffle of a skirt should both be a ruffle, feel like a ruffle, and rustle as the girl moved. As the girls went out, the room was full of the sound of tinkles from their jewelry, and the rustle of their clothes: lots of silks, and velvets, and also heavily starched fabrics. The girls so enjoyed the dresses they had to be careful to not play with the folds or other girls dresses before the judges could. Complicated dresses didn't always work, sometimes the judges would get cut on folds or sequins, or get their fingers caught in snaps or loops; so sometimes the dress which was the judges favorite was the simplest one. One girl glued on her entire gown out of many separate pieces, the practice was disallowed the following year they the committee ruled that girls had to be able to put their costume on on their own. Last night, the girls in her room proudly described their dresses. They were both sad and glad that they did not have the dresses with them to feel. One girl, Miss Maine was going to wear a silk one piece, similar to her leather one piece. Except the silk was antique, the silk had mini-folds running the length from to top to bottom. She said it felt like her favorite sheets. The other girl, Miss Iowa, was going to wear a full evening gown with a bodice. The bodice was firm in the front, coming together in a pattern that reminded her of a giant pussy on the front. The ruffles had bells built into the fold. None of us could sleep, so we shared a bed and talked. The other girls dressed, one in pajamas and the other in cotton underwear, me nude; and we spoke all night. They laughed when they realized I was slipping into bed naked with them, but they didn't mind as they were dressed. I loved the feel of the underwear and the pajamas on them as we laid in bed talking. The judges wouldn't pay much attention to the hair on a girls head, a gentle touch to see that the hair was healthy was enough. No styling gels or sprays would be used, as it would get on the judges hands and irritate the judges and the girls later on. It was entirely up to the girl whether she had hair elsewhere, or not at all. One year a girl won with a shaved head, many had shaved pussies, one left everything hairy and had light hair from her ankles to her navel. The judge would approach the girl and bring their face close, gently smelling the contestant. Then would reach out with a hand and gently touch their face. They would trace around, as appropriate, building up a feeling in their mind on how the contestant was put together. Slowly, as appropriate for each competition, the judge would feel along and around the girl's body. Tugging on tassels and running fingers along the fabric of each evening gown, feeling the girls muscle tone in the swimsuit competition, feeling a woman's softness and skin tone in the nude competition. Everything from firmness, to softness, to texture of hair, to balance was judged. The radio announcer would slowly try to describe what each judge was feeling, hearing, and smelling as the judging continued. "This girl is wearing a beautiful taffeta..." and "This girl has a gentle wine smell...". Her gown competition was uninteresting. The judges said nothing, she could only vaguely hear the MC talking about her in the background. As far as she could tell, none of the ten judges noticed the braille poem lining the bottom of her skirt. As she went from judge to judge, the judge would start with her hair, and slowly move downward. The female judges were decidedly the least gentle. They would poke and almost pinch without a care. The male judges were gentler and slower. Running all of their fingers against her lips. Running two fingers along the nape of her neck, running the ball of their palm and their thumb along the underside of her chin, with a full open palm caressing her breast. One hand would trace up the inside of her thigh, to pause when they found out she wasn't wearing panties. It was as if they were slowly, and meticulously making love to her body with only fingers. The girls were judged several at a time. One girl would go from judge to judge and another girl would be led up behind her. Each judge was expected to clean their hands between girls. In order to avoid making the girls feel self-conscious, the seeing judge would not say anything to her. Only the blind judge would say anything if necessary. An occasional "thank you", an occasional sigh as they felt some new soft part of the girl. # Swimsuit competition The swimsuit competition is the only part of this that doesn't fit the blind theme. The organizing committee said they kept the competition to encourage fitness among the blind, not that blind people typically seriously swim in groups. Too many bad experiences with other swimmers leaves the blind apprehensive at best about group swimming. She chose a skimpy designer bikini, the micro-bikini left nothing to the imagination. But, she figured it would at least entertain the seeing judges. She ordered the swimsuit, and it was provided for free once the company knew what she was ordering it for. She had other swimsuits of her own, but it is typically expected that girls will auction their clothes for charity after-wards. # Growing Up. There aren't many blind girls in the world, not many nudists, and very few blind nudists. She was the only blind nudist girl she knew and had only heard of a few others. The first two years, the Blind Miss America pageant didn't have a nude portion. Since the pageant was about the smell, feel, and personality of women, and about giving them confidence in themselves, clothing was a hindrance. Plus, what does it matter what the contestants are wearing if the show is only on the radio and not TV, although a DVD would be produced... The girls were comfortable being touched and touching those around them. They all knew the judges were gentle and kind. She had to say she was much more comfortable in the nude than the other girls. She had been raised as a nudist and around nudists. Her father joking referred to her as his lap-angel growing up, she had always been next to him whenever he was home relaxing. She disdained clothes at first, didn't understand them, but soon gauged people by what they were wearing when she touched them. Her father had apparently decided she didn't have enough challenges as a girl and blind. He was very modernist and decided she should work her own path. So, he raised her as a nudist. Once she was adjusted. He found her a deaf nudist friend. After a few months of searching, he found the girls family and started corresponding with them. For a while, the girls were pen palls. Her father wrote out the letters for her until they became able to use a computer. They girls met and after several awkward days started to reconnect. Later, they started traveling and staying at each others homes. Most girls know how to talk, how to dress, how to kiss, and how to pick on each other. The blind girl and the deaf girl from the nudist families had to figure it all out. There is a touch alphabet used by deaf-mutes to communicate. Each touch to the hand had a different meaning. A tap on the thumb was an A. A pinch of the index finger was a P. One girl deaf, one girl blind, both girls familiar with other ways to use the alphabet latched on to this as a way to communicate in person. Eventually, the each girl came to the others nudist camp each summer. The deaf girl learned to read braille. The blind girl learned to give signs. Soon they were an inseparable pair. One could see, one could hear, they could both venture out without their parents for the first time. Hand in hand, touching each other to let them know what is going on. While playing, they realized they could make their own ways to communicate. They tried other touch communications. Deaf-Mute spelling was inflexible for communicating while moving and doing things. The girl's father taught them morse code which was fast and flexible but left something to be desired. After a while they started to make their own touch speak. The girls wanted to walk with arms around each other and talk. The girls wanted to sit close and talk. The girls wanted to hide their talking at times. The girls wanted to talk in bed. At first the touches were games. Then a few directional touches came in like forward and stop. Later they went ahead and came up with their own pillow-talk as they called it. They would speak with a hand on each-others cheek. Tapping and rubbing out letters onto each others face. After the girls came to spend more time along they learned to kiss. And the pillow talk wasn't just for their cheeks. They could send a few words and gestures through any part of their upper bodies: their should blades, their breasts, their backs. The girls would sit for hours on end each with a hand holding the others cheek. When they were at home, they would spend hours each with a hand holding one of the others breasts. The others at the club who saw them called it their mind meld. Her father saw them holding breasts and called it their 'dirty qwerty hanky panky'. When they were alone, they would sit with one hand on the others breast, and one in between her own legs. They couldn't work out the pillow talk for a set below the waist. Both girls thought it was a great idea to talk through their pussies and butts, but the angle was wrong. A few words worked, but not many. They went to her father for help, and he forbid them. He thought their mind melds were cute, he thought their dirty qwerty hanky panky was silly. But they were forbidden from practicing below the waist. He didn't want them getting ill or embarrass anyone doing sticky finger poetry. They decided this meant they couldn't when he was around. The first letters were the vowels. An A is a tap as the top of the breast or cheek. A E is a tap in the middle, the nipple if a breast. An I was a tap at the bottom of the breast or jaw. An O was a circle drawn around with one finger. A U was a tap at the side, the earlobe or lips if the cheek was being used. The girls used some morse code they learned to emphasize and clarify the letters. Each letter was a single motion. But, I in morse code was dit-dit (..) . So, I became two taps at the bottom of the cheek, or on the jaw, or the under breast. Others became repeated motions as well following some morse code, short and long motions for dits and dahs. A in morse code was dit-dah (.-), so A became a short and a long tap at the top of the breast. The next letter was an H. Because they decided they needed a way for the two of them to say hello. They settled on a gentle pinch in the middle of the cheek or the nipple. Hi became a pinch in the middle with two taps below. Morse code for H was four dits, the girls decided against four pinches. Instead, HI quickly became two quick pinches, a combination of H in pillow-talk and I in morse code. Useful on any part of the body. The girls life at times was one giant tag game and the blind girl was nearly always it. She'd randomly get double pinched and the deaf girl would run off. Others tried pinching her, but never did the double pinch so they would end up with four feet of mad girl. Her father later told her it was sometimes the deaf girl single pinching her, just to see what she would do. Even though the blind girl tried to teach others they never figured out how she new it wasn't the other girl. Only a few times did the blind girl catch the deaf girl, and that was typically because she wanted to be caught. Normally the other girl only did it when she was in a rush and was quickly gone. Other times, they would end up a happy knot on the floor. Her father thought this was swell and was always thinking up new challenges. For a while he joked about finding them a friend with no arms, just to see how they adjusted. They always cried and told him it wasn't funny. Neither of them could imagine life without arms. The blind girl for touching and reading, the deaf girl for signing. Every time he would try to explain a girl with no arms could do everything they could, but with her feet, they would say "Yeah right". He even wrote a limerick to further tease them: The was a girl from Place d'Arms Who was born without either arm. She'd kiss and she'd flirt, But she'd always get hurt. As boys grew tired of getting kicked in the head. The deaf girl would tell her after wards that they could figure out a girl with no arms, as long as she had a tongue. "Yeah", the blind girl touched once, "I think daddy just wants to see three naked girls, spread-eagled with their feet on each others shoulders as they figure out how to talk." Dad never came through on his threats, but apparently he came close to finding a young, nudist girl with no arms for them to be friends with; but she didn't know English. They coded the hellos to know when they were safe. A pinch of the cheek (either set) and two taps on the bottom or jaw meant 'HI, but we can't play'. Two quick pinches of a nipple became 'HI, we're alone/or with daddy.'. Two quick tweaks at the top of their slits became 'HI, we're alone, let's play'. The pillow talk didn't work on cunts. H was easy to understand. But was the mons top or bottom? Should the hand be reversed or reach around from the bottom. How should the vagina and the anus be used? Other than a few basic touch words, they mainly used their tongues there. Neither girl was gay or bi, they loved boys, girls and each other. After years of being together, they just said they were tactile-sexual, fucking by braille and sign anyone that felt nice to the touch. They looked forward to every summer when they could be together. They were always hip to hip with an arm on each others backs typing. They would sleep together. Eat together. Bathe together. Dance together. Fuck together. They would go out and meet people as they could. The blind girl would let the deaf girl know if they were nice. The deaf girl would let the blind girl know if they were cute. They would compare notes the next morning. The blind girl would speak with people. The deaf girl would guide them around. Their father (although amused), would not let them learn to ride a motorcycle together. The girls started using their pillow talk in real massages on each other and others. If women can dance stories using hula or belly dancing, why couldn't they touch stories on women's backs? They started doing more complicated Swedish massage using the pillow-talk alphabet. Instead of a simple round motion, they would tap out poetry on women's backs. The girls took it seriously at first, until they learned no one else paid enough attention to learn what they were telling. The deaf girl once made a mean woman nearly cum by tapping 'you dumb cunt' on her back over and over. They were basically indefeatible. Until they weren't. The girls grew older and no-longer needed each other. The deaf girl went to a deaf school and made friends there. The blind girl went to a large public school which had a special needs department. In the end, they rarely saw each other. And, the deaf girl wasn't at the pageant. One day as an adult, the blind girl realized she needed to ask for the deaf girls name. Perhaps they would make their own names for each other. # Nude competition The nude competition, same as all of the others, had the girls lead out to spaces on the floor, counting their steps as they went. She heard the MC say something about fluffy pink nipples and felt her nipples harden. She would have to double check later what color her nipples were. As she went from judge to judge, her breasts being lifted and weighed, her nipples and aureole being measured with their fingers. She felt the curve of her ass being traced by appreciated fingers. She even twice felt the fingers dive into her labia, pulling apart the lips and measuring her inner and labia, for weight and texture, at one point pulling the fold between two fingers and priming them for consistency. As she slowly got wetter, she heard the judges whispering to each other to leave her labia alone. After that the fingers focused on her ass, one even succeeding in penetrating her sensitive back hole. The hands always seemed to pause on her breasts and her pussy, she had heard they were supposed to pay attention to all areas of the girl, but she figured the areas meriting the most attention would get the most attention. One judge, she imagined a man, spent a lot of time running his hands along her thighs and calves as his breath tickled her navel. In the end, she was led back to her spot on the stage to suffer her horniness. For a while she concentrated on the stage, trying to listen to the MC, listening to the gasps of the other girls and the judges. In the end she zoned out, and thought of home. She managed to pull herself out of her zone when she heard the judging was complete, and all of the girls were allowed to go out back to freshen up. People make jokes about how long women can take in the restroom, can you imagine 50 nervous blind girls? She was proud of how quickly they all went. They were inspected again and changed into their final outfits, or lack there-of. # Final announcements She had elected to be nude for the final winning announcements. As a part of the early morning coordination meeting, each of the girls was asked to say how she would be dressed ahead of time if she was selected. The girls had their choice of what to wear. They could wear anything worn officially over the last month, from their evening gowns, to their swimsuits, to their evening gowns, their casual wear from their tours, or even nude. At the end, as she absent-mindedly listened to the judges talking about the virtues of these women, her hand reached down and started to play with her pussy. She didn't care, she was too turned on, she didn't even really realize that she was doing it, just something she did when she was stressed. It's strange to think that you can forget that you are being watched, but it happens. Her family often got on to her for touching herself around the house, but they had mostly let her to it and only really tried to stop her when guests were around. Most of the time people didn't even realize what she was doing, except that her hand was in her crotch. As the girls were called off one by one as this runner up, that runner up, she didn't care if she won or not. She was on the verge of cumming when they called her as first runner up. As expected, she dropped her hand and hugged and kissed the girl beside her. The good thing about not winning, was she could go home sooner, and go out back to finish herself off. The after-party was fun, a mosh pit of flesh and social niceties. The food was set up as mainly baked goods and fresh vegetables. No sauces or dips. Mini-egg rolls, crescent rolls, donut holes, nothing that would make a mess or embarrass the girls. The one rule of the party was that the winner could not attend; she would be too busy anyway. There's a bad joke, how do you find a blind man at a nudist club. "It isn't hard." She had her own, how do you find the blind nudist girl at a late night party? She's still wearing her sunglasses. At first the experience was wonderful. But as the night by, she got tired and more jumpy as people bumped into her and touched her. Too many cold-wet dog noses. She found her father and asked her to bring her to her room. Her father and her walked up to the room quietly, her arm in his. "Honey, I have a surprise for you." The dad said as he opened the door. "Please daddy, just leave me alone. I've had too many surprises today." After he opened the door and guided her hand to it: "OK dear, I'll leave you alone. Call me if you need anything." He said as he kissed her on the cheek and walked off. She went into the hotel room and let the door close behind her. A presence was in the room, the room didn't feel like it had been empty all day like a hotel room should. There was a familiar smell of a person, the smell of sun and a warmth. Annoyed but not yet alarmed as it may have been the cleaning crew or a gift which had been delivered, she asked "Who's there?" to no response. There was a rustle as a person moved towards her and quickly a hand wafted up and tweaked the top of her slit twice. She just about came from the pleasure and the surprise. Not able to respond except for her tears, she spread my arms, opened her mouth, stuck out her chin and waited for a kiss. ======================================================================== Mind-Melds/Pillow-Talk/Dirty Qwerty Hanky Panky/Sticky Finger Poetry -Works for cheek and other places above the waist. -Does not work at/below the waist, because hand is upside down and straight. -Works on either side/either hand/front back. -No required multi-gestures -Morse code multi-taps/repeats can be combined with simpler touches for emphasis and clarity. IE, e is one tap in the middle (morse code for e is .) i can be two taps below (morse code for i is ..). Dashes are long motions. Morseing an h or some gives them special meaning. -Will do a diagram when I can -Bottom means bottom top means top of breast, cheek, other as appropriate. -When using breast, use nipple for middle -When using cheek, use earlobe or lips for sides, jaw for bottom. -Avoid side-specific gestures so either hand/cheek/breast/front or back can be used. Vowels: A:E:I:O:U -=- Tap Top:Tap Center:Tap Bottom:Circle Around:Tap Side All Letters: Motion [Clarification] (Letter, if has m and .'s -'s letter can be morsed) Tap one finger top (A m .-) Tap all fingers center (B) Tap all fingers around/spread out (C) Tap two fingers, spread out one top and one bottom (D) Tap one finger center (E m .) Tap two fingers, spread out, each side at same time (F) Bottom of clenched fist bump against middle (G) Thumb-tip/Forefinger side on each side pinch (H) Tap bottom (I m ..) Drag one finger from bottom to top (J) Open palm tap against middle (K) Drag one finger down side and across bottom (L) Knuckle fist bump (M) Two close fingers rub against middle (N m -.) One finger top rub all the way around and back to top [either direction] (O) Top/Back/Knuckle side of finger pinch [IE nestle, catch pea of nipple] (P) Two close fingers rub against top (Q m -.) All fingers spread around and turn around like opening jar [AKA, tune in Tokyo, or roll your R] (R) Single Finger drag from one side to the other (S m ... (back and forth 1.5 times)) Tap on each side of top at same time (T m -) Tap side [Left or Right, if cheek, tap lips or ear-lobe] (U m ..-) One finger placed length-wise on each side (V m ...-) Back of fingers tap (W m .---) Drag one finger from top to bottom (X) Two fingers on each side bottom (Y) Two close fingers rub bottom (Z) Words: Most words are the letters spelled out. Greetings are normally h then i (pinch in middle, two taps on bottom). No is N [IE: rub out] (two close finger rub of middle) Yes is Y (two fingers on each side of bottom of breast/cheek) You is U (a tap to the side, especially of lips or earlobe) Coffee: would be all finger wrap around, then circle around with one finger, spread tap top, spread tap top, tap center, tap center. Water: back of hand tap, top tap, both sides tap, center tap, all fingers around turn rub. Unused, available for other: Back of hand rub (too much like M). Palm against rub (too much like K or R) Morse code: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Morse_code Deaf-Blind Alphabet: http://www.deafblind.com/card.html ======================================================================== Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this written work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by the author unless explicitly indicated. For questions or concerns, email planonudist@yahoo.com. Copyright 2010-2011