Where it happened: luxury hotel
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
I was in the cheerleading bit in high school and all I thought about was parties and beer. When I pulled a D in algebra and blew off my PSAT, my dad laid down the law on me. If I was not serious about school, I shouldn’t look to him for money to college. He worked hard as a machinist and he felt there was better things to do with his money. He did offer to get me a tutor for the summer if I wanted to clean up my act. The tutor wasn’t very good but one of my teachers recommended Matt who was the class brain. He also had to use a wheelchair on account of his cerebal palsy and he was pretty much ignored by his classmates and me, as well. He was delighted to come to my house every morning that summer. He was an excellent teacher. My SAT’s in junior year were O.K. and my grades came up to A’s. Matt continued to come to my house two evenings a week and he worked with me on stuff that wasn’t even gone over in class. He said I could do really well and it was helping him. My Dad was pleased with him as Matt was the only serious teenager I spent time with. I liked Matt’s humor and patience with me and I found he made math actually interesting. He also explained English in a way that the teachers never could. In our senior year he exercized me in a serious way for the SAT’s and I knew that I would do well with them.
Two nights before the test, I kissed Matt and asked him if has interested in me. He said he thought I was the most beautiful and most wonderful girl in the school and that is why he was seeing me for over a year. He said that he realized that he didn’t have any future with me as he was in a wheelchair and he needed a lot of education if he was going to support himself. I felt so bad for him because he was really a really nice guy and he treated me far more decently that my so-called boy friends. I rubbed him through his trousers and he wasn’t getting stiff and I asked if he was really interested in me. He started to cry and he told me that he couldn’t get erections but that what I was doing felt awfully good and would I continue. I unzipped him and gave him some head and he just about fell out of his chair when he came. He asked me to lay on top of my bed with him and he kissed me and held me and told me that I was the first girl who did anything with him. It seemed that he had asked several girls on a date and had gotten shot down in a cruel manner. I said that I would be glad to go out with him and said that I was sorry that we couldn’t have intercourse as I would really like to with him. He started to cry again and at that point my dad popped open the door and wanted to know what was going on and how long this was going on, and so forth. Fortunately all our clothes were in place and Matt sat up and said that he had had his very first kiss tonight and was he, my father, going to spoil that? My dad backed right down and apologized and said that I ran with a pretty wild crowd and he had expected better of Matt. Matt confronted him right back and told him to hold a judgement until I got my SAT scores back and that either my father or he would make an apology then. I thought Matt was awesome.
My SAT’s came back at 1440 and Matt got a perfect 1600. I took Matt home with me that afternoon and Matt handed my parents my scores. Dad apologised and explained how it was hard to see a daughter grow up and that I had made poor choices in the past. That was true–I had gotten drunk at parties and gotten fucked and didn’t remember what happened and had had to get an abortion. I prayed that Daddy wouldn’t go into that with Matt because it would have killed me. Anyway Matt asked me out to his Mensa club meeting and I was glad to go. He took me to a nice restaurant and the meeting was all about how the Spanish church forbade charging interest on loans and that is why the English took over the world in the 1500’s. It sounds dry as dust but it was a really fascinating program. Really. Anyway, Matt parked the car a block from my house and asked me if I was serious about going all the way with him because he would like to try. I started to pet him and he stopped me–“not in the car; sex is a sacrement and it needs to be done in proper circumstances.” That was surprising but I eventually worked it out. I agreed to do whatever he had in mind and we made a date for the following Friday. He walked me to my front door which isn’t a big deal if you don’t have to get out on arm canes and unhook the wheel chair off the back of the car and roll up to the steps and then get on the canes again to go up the steps. I invited him in and we talked with my parents about our evening some and then he went through the whole procedure again to get back to the car.
The next Friday he asked me to really dress up because he showed up in a tux and took me to an expensive restaurant. It had a ladies menu without prices and it was in French. Matt was able to translate everthing on the menu and he ordered in French. Matt later admitted that he got a menu a few days ago and had gotten help from the school French teacher. It was a quick study on his part but he pulled it off beautifully. He asked if I would like to go to a room private somewhere and I said I would be honored to go anywhere with him. He had a room already rented at a “love motel”. We went in; there was champagne in an ice bucket and a circular bed and a bath with jacuzzi right in the bedroom. He lit some candles and turned off the lights and undressed me very slowly and the I got in the jacuzzi as he got undressed and took off his leg braces and climbed in with me. That was real nice and we fooled around and explored each other for a while. After a long while, he asked if I still wanted to go all the way. I was not sure what he meant as he had not gotten an erection at all but I was delighted to anything he had in mind. With just the fooling around, it was absolutely the best sex I ever had. He had me move the candles over to the bed as he crawled over–that really embarrassed him. We dried each other off with the nicest towels I has ever used and he then got out some lotion and began to rub me all over. When he finally got to my pussy–I thought it would be forever– he asked me to look away and he turned away from me. I wanted to know what was up and insisted that we wouldn’t keep secrets. Matt was injecting his penis with a hypodermic. He was mortified to do so, even more so than crawling across the floor. I shut my mouth and gave him a long kiss and showed him the tongue tag game. In about ten minutes he had a stiff pole and and he rolled on his back and invited me to put a condom on. I told him it was O.K. as I was on Norplant. He said that a condom was a good idea–he also insisted on seat belts– and he was never going to do without until he was married. Matt was the first guy who ever had a condom ready and I have to admit that it is a good idea. Matt went over the edge the moment his penis touched my pussy so he asked me to put another condom on and to try again. Matt’s erection didn’t go away a bit and I managed to slide on to him slowly. I really took pleasure with him in me. While he might have been disabled as far as legs go and as far as unaided erections go, Matt had powerful arms and shoulders. I don’t weigh all that much–just under a hundred pounds– Matt was able to place his hands under my ass and lift and drop me at arms length. I felt like a rag doll being utterly used by him. He had another orgasm in about 15 minutes and after changing condoms, he reentered me and continued. I had two orgasms in the jacuzzi and one long continuous orgasm about five minutes into the actual screwing. I was getting fairly exhausted when Matt began lifting and thrusting violently again and spent himself again. We both were covered in sweat and exhausted. It was the most intense sex I have ever experienced. Matt still was erect when he poured out the champagne. I asked if he was still wanting more. No, he didn’t. It was the injection he gave himself. Just as his equipment wouldn’t rise to the occassion, neither would it go down right away. After considerable hemming and hawing, Matt asked me about other guys. I told him how the others I have been with would go soft as soon as they came. With a wistful smile, he supposed that that was one compensation for his situation.
I picked up my watch and saw it was three a.m. Matt told me that all was well, that he had a heart-to-heart talk with Mom and she knew about my staying out all night. I was a bit miffed because I sure didn’t know about it. Matt had toothbrushes and my flannel night shirt from home along. I realized that I had bed truly “had” and that this was the sexiest guy I was ever going to meet. I snuggled down with Matt and went comotose. The next morning Matt explained that he really had to push his dad and then the doctor and then the urologist to get the injection. It wasn’t easy to do and it was embarrassing but it was one more lesson in taking charge of his life. The injection dilates the blood vessels in his penis because the brain cells that are supposed to do the job are damaged as are the ones for his legs. He also can’t use the injections more than twice a week and there are long term effects like scaring. On the other hand, he has all the sensations and he can enjoy his penis. With another screw out of the question, we gave each other satisfactory oral sex and I let him satisfy his curiosity of what I had inside me.
Daddy was less than happy. In fact, he was irate. Daddy likes to fish so Matt asked him to take us fishing the next morning so the three of us could talk it out. Once we got out in Daddy’s boat, Matt showed his true colors and told Daddy that I was going to have sex no matter what and that he better get used to it. However where Matt comes in is that he has been a positive influence on me with my grades and my SAT scores and my general ambitions. Matt asked him if I needed the Norplant anymore and Daddy didn’t know about it. With that out in the open, Matt made the point that I wasn’t hanging out with the wild bunch anymore. Any other guy who has sex with me has him as an act to follow, and Matt doesn’t think I will have sex all that casually anymore. Matt told Daddy that my getting along with Daddy better has been a result of his influence on me and that if a relationship has a positive effect on a person, then the relationship is a positive one. Matt said that while he can’t stand on his feet, he can stand up for himself and he will be able to earn a living and all the things a man needs to do. Because of his cerebal palsey, Matt has to try harder and thereby he succeeds better. The problem is that the whole peole don’t try. In the end, Daddy asked me what I was going to do and I simply replied that I was out to have Matt for myself but the process would have to work itself out. I had to be worthy of Matt. Daddy didn’t say much after that. Matt had gotten to him.
Matt and I are living together in college and we will get married when I get my batchlor’s. Matt is getting through college in three years and is on full scholarship and living expenses, (I am on only partial Merit Scholarship) and will be going for his Ph.D. Matt and Daddy are good friends now and Mom loves him too. Little secrets of my parents past have come out; like the first time Daddy and Mom got it on was in the front seat of the car and they both have been drinking. Mom thinks Matt had style when he “took charge” of me. Matt laughed and observed that cars back then had far larger front seats then so such activities were possible.
For any of you in high school: Take notice of any tigers in wheel chairs or on arm canes. He or she might be the ticket to a happy life.
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