Date: Thu, 20 Sep 2012 16:57:26 +0100 From: Linda Doyle Subject: Wheelchair Girl Wheelchair Girl Part 1 by LatinLinda. Before I go any further perhaps a bit of background might be in order; my name is Linda and I have now become a wheelchair user following a traffic accident in which I sustained some injuries to my lower spine that make it virtually impossible to walk. I am bisexual and seek every opportunity to take advantage of any situation in which I find myself. I am 23 years old, with not a bad figure, have black hair and firm 36DD tits. Prior to my accident I was a manager at a shoe-store here in London, England and, as writing has always been something that interested me, I have now taken it up more seriously to help both to relieve my stress (physical and mental) and to make my life a bit more interesting! Last night I had dinner with my girlfriend and her husband and after dinner the talk got around to my sex life since I've been in the wheel chair and, although I've spoken with her a few times since I came home, I don't think we have ever had a good talk about how I feel now. Anyway the talk got around to how I used to love having my pussy shaved - just like her - and, as I was very hairy since the accident, she said she'd do it for me if I wanted. In my present condition I am not able to bend my back very much so I lay on the bed while she got on with the job (she used a nice open razor). By the time she was finished Sally and myself were very wet so, very gently, we had a lovely 69 and then her hubby Jim joined us and I had my first good fuck for a long time. While I was in hospital there was, as you can imagine, quite a few opportunities for sexual encounters with nursing staff - both female and male - and, although the circumstances were a bit out of the ordinary, the old memories kept flashing across my mind like a TV behind my eyes and I am now able to relive some of those times especially when I'm in bed and I start to rub myself. When I came out of hospital after my accident. It was decided by the doctors that a daily course of Physiotherapy would be good for the muscles in my back and spine so after I came home I was given both a home-help (I live on my own and, especially eight months ago I couldn't do much for myself) and a Physiotherapist who visited for an hour each day. About an hour after I got home the home-help arrived and I was glad to see that I had been assigned a good looking blonde girl of around 25 (I found out later that she was 28!) with a nice figure. I was getting about all the time in my wheelchair and, as the adaptations hadn't yet been done to my flat, Sarah made us both some tea while we chatted about things in general. She told me that she was in a relationship with a guy who was in the army and was away in Afghanistan at the moment. While we were talking the Physio lady arrived so her and I adjourned to the bedroom while she explained what she would be doing and warned me that some of the movements might cause me some pain at first but in time my body would become used to the routine. As I said I was in my wheelchair so my first task was transferring onto the bed which I did very gently. She then asked me if I could undress myself or did I need help? I wasn't able to bend my back much so I asked if she could take off my T-shirt and jeans for me. Cynthia then asked if I had a large bath towel she could spread on the bed in case any of the oil she used got onto the covers. So after she spread this out she told me to roll onto my front while she got on with her job. I felt the cool oil dribble on my skin and Cyn kept up a constant chatter while she worked. She complimented me on a nice figure and told me I had a lovely little bum! As her hands massaged down my spine and got nearer to my pussy I felt all tingly and could feel myself getting wetter. She obviously could smell my aroma and said this was a natural reaction especially the first time but told me that she took it as a compliment that she could get me so aroused. With my back finished she dried me off with a towel and asked me to gently roll over. After complimenting me on my nice firm breasts and tight stomach she put some more oil on her hands and started slowly kneading from my shoulders downwards. As she reached my clit she increased the pressure and slipped her middle finger along my slit while I could feel myself approaching a massive orgasm! Wiping me off she helped me dress; I only wear a T-shirt because to put on a bra is too painful and anyway at 36C several of my friends have told me I don't actually need one! She became all business-like again as we returned to the living room where Sarah had taken advantage of the hour to do a lot of hoovering and dusting. We worked out that the best time for Cyn to give me my physiotherapy every day would be first thing in the morning (because of my difficulty in dressing so this way it reduced the pain while trying to do this) so she put me in her diary for 8.30 every day. And so we set a daily routine; Cyn from 8.30 to 9.30, followed by Sarah from 10.00 to 11.30 (she has an hour and a half in the mornings to clean and tidy the flat and a half hour in the evenings to get me ready for bed -- more about that another time). The rest of my days were taken up with friends visiting, medical appointments and, as time goes by, some hobbies and interests. I haven't been well this week so I went to the doctors today (he has a nurse there who is a blonde. 40BB, and like me she's bisexual so, as you can imagine, I don't mind going to the surgery!!) and he's arranged for me to go into hospital this afternoon. The way he was talking it seems I might be there a week or more so I don't know when I'll be back. A lot has happened since we were last in touch before I went into hospital at the beginning of August. I'll leave out most of the medical stuff because I don't think you want to hear all that so I'll tell you some of the highlights. Well when I got to the hospital that afternoon I was shown to a ward that is all divided into cubicles by solid partitions that are wood up to about 1½ metres and the top metre is a frosted glass panel. The nurse (an Irish girl named Noreen) that showed me in was quite slim, had brown shiny hair and a very neat little bum. She was just 20 (I found out later) and her tits were a lovely 34A. Anyway she asked me if I needed help with undressing and getting into bed so, me being me said yes, so she closed the curtain across the end of the cubicle and helped me take off my top (I can't wear a bra because it's too sore to reach around my back at the moment) and when she saw my breasts (the nipples were hard just then) she said how nice they looked -- "much nicer than mine" she said -- and, only just having got there I thought better of taking that any further at the time. Carrying on she helped me to transfer from my wheelchair onto the bed after putting my nightgown over my head and when she moved my chair away to give us more room she opened my jeans and pulled them down my legs taking my panties with them. With a quick apology she pulled them back up for me but I saw her take a look at my shaved pussy! Leaving me lying on the bed with a sheet covering me she went off in search of the doctor that was supposed to see me so for the next 45 minutes or so I just lay there watching the television that is kind of suspended over the end of the bed at about 2 metres from the ground. When the doctor came in she pulled the curtain shut and introduced herself as Doctor Chung. She must have been around 50 or so, her hair was what people describe as steel grey which set off her jet-black eyes. Her figure in the Prada suit was petite and while she talked to me she washed her hands in the anti-bacterial gel that hangs at the foot of all the beds. Pulling back the sheet she helped me to turn over onto my front as she explained the procedure that they were going to carry out on my spine and lower back which would hopefully relieve much of the pressure and allow a much nearer normal range of movement in the entire area. As she spoke she was moving her hand (which was lovely and cool) across my back giving me a sort of picture of the whole operation. When she was finished "drawing" on my back she left her hand on my bum while she continued talking and, even though it was outside my panties, I could feel her warm fingers stroking, with a very light pressure, along the divide. I could feel myself getting wet! She helped me turn over again and pulled up the sheet. As she was writing up some medication for me Noreen came into the cubicle and made sure I had the TV remote. The doctor left saying she'd see me tomorrow and Noreen asked if there was anything else I needed so I asked if she could help me get into my chair to go to the bathroom. I let her wheel me and went into one of the large accessible toilets where she helped me to lower my panties and sit on the raised seat of the loo. When I finished peeing I managed to wipe myself and she then helped to pull my panties back up. I saw her again look at my shaved pussy so, taking a chance as we were in a private cubicle, I asked her what was so fascinating about a shaved pussy? "After all," I said, "we all have pussies." "Yes, but I haven't seen many shaved so nicely as yours. If I only got to see your pussy and not your face I would think it was a much younger girl." "Thanks for the compliment, so I guess that means you're not shaved." Blushing a bit she answered "No." We got back to my bed just as dinner was being served and Noreen told me her shift finished at 6 so she said goodnight and that she'd see me tomorrow. - - - - - - - - - - - If you liked this story and would like to either just contact me for a chat or if you have a story -- or an idea for one that you would like me to write up for you - then email me at latinlinda@live.co.uk