I don’t think wheelchair sex is hard at all!

As a matter of fact, I had quite a bit of fun the other day with some wheelchair sex. I met this dude at a food court in the mall. He made some dumb joke behind me in line, and I turned around to look at him. He sat below me in a wheelchair and laughed when I was caught off guard. I gave him a bit of sass, and he asked if I might eat with him. I found him genuinely amusing, so I sat with him. He told me that he was from out of state. He said that he and his sled hockey team, or whatever, had traveled up here to compete. That man was decked out in tattoos and was about my age and a half. He was kind of cute to me. And, he seemed rather fit due to his sled hockey thing.

He told me this long story about how he ended up in a wheelchair. I guess he and a friend on his ice hockey team drank a bunch and then decided to drive home. This was when they both were in high school. His friend drove them in his car and crashed the car. He said that he was ejected from the car and ended up with a severe spinal cord injury. He woke up in the hospital, and they informed him that he would never walk again. I asked him the question that everyone might think. Does it still work? He told me that his spinal cord injury did not affect his ability to fuck. He said that’s could even perform most of the work with his full functioning arm strength.

I must have appeared shocked,  or interested, or something, because he slowly began hitting on me.

He described all the different ways that he still enjoyed fucking with a disability. He let me know that everything in his life was achieved without assistance. I let him know that I was interested in physical therapy as my major, and he told me all about how much he worked with a physical therapist himself. He seemed rather interested once we bonded over that. I presented to him my wide variety of spinal cord injury knowledge, and he asked me if I wanted to head back to his hotel. I agreed to follow him back, and he let me into his shabby little hotel. He seemed like he tried to pull himself out of the wheelchair, but I stopped him immediately. If I fucked a person with paraplegia, I would go all out.

The wheelchair was nothing short of essential. I began a cute little striptease for him until I stood in front of entirely naked. I kissed him and slowly stripped his clothes off. Then I got down on my knees and sucked him off. I edged him over and over. Then, I ground up against his cock. I turned around and straddled him in his wheelchair with my legs pointed over each edge. I shimmied over until my pussy aligned with his cock. After lining up his cock with my tight little pussy hole, I slowly began to slide down it. He had a nice, juicy, big cock. I felt so naughty and kinky; I felt so turned on by the whole situation. Finally, I began to move up and down on his cock.

I felt already drenched.

My pussy juices trickled down his cock and pooled at the base. I knew that I was growing close, and so was he. I rubbed my clit harder and faster, riding him like my life depended on it. Finally, I came all over his cock, which sent him over the edge. I felt his cum pool out into my tight pussy and trickle-down as a moved on him, and he finished cumming. I finally had wheelchair sex. And I was definitely down to have wheelchair sex again. My adventures always catch me off guard. I am slutty, though, so I always feel pleasantly surprised by what I find on my doorstep. I climbed off of his cock, then off of the wheelchair, and kissed him goodbye.

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