Diaper Wheelchair Stories

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The Surrogate

by DevisPixi on Aug 31, 2017
Fetish

Ten minutes behind the closed door and I knew it was on. So, regret set in when it was too late to stop it. My wife was having sex with another man while I waited outside the room in the hallway. The man she hooked up with online was over 50, older than me. I guess she wanted someone experienced, mature, and kind, if the conventional wisdom is correct abou...

Opportunity

by msgimply on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Opportunity: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection My room mate, Eileen, was away for the weekend with her boyfriend. Of course, I was jealous. I always told her that I didn't know how she managed to attract and keep a man since she was a high level para and completely dependent on her wheelchair. She isn't that good looking, either, but I don't tell her...

For You

by ArthurianMorgaine on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

I was lying on the bed naked, covered by only a small piece of the bed sheet. I had been tied up in the middle of the night so my slender body was drawn out along the length of the bed. It seemed to me that I resembled one of those carved wooden figurines attached to the bows of old ships with wood fashioned to look like tattered remnants of clothing blowing...

Flashing Another Patient

by Julie_S on Sep 13, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

It's been a long time since my last submission, but I do have new flashing experiences to share with you. I work full time as a staff nurse at a local hospital, where I've "accidentally" flashed certain patients from time to time. I also work part time on the weekends as a visiting home health nurse. I've discovered that flashing a patient in their own hom...

A Few Sips Ch. 10

by sinagainChris12 on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

The only thing better than being nearly four months pregnant with a baby that was doing its damndest to wreak havoc on her body, was getting to just over five months pregnant without anything further happening to threaten either her or the growing fetus. Domino spent twenty-one or so hours a day laying down with her head just slightly raised, and the other f...

Kip and Salina Ch. 04

by rmlooker on Aug 30, 2017
First Time

Reading the previous chapters first will help understand what is happening in this one. Strong sexual content. * The phone headset that Cricket had trapped between her head and only shoulder was ringing in her ear. After two or three rings a female voice answered. Cricket said hi Trisha, its Cricket. Trisha was happy to hear from her and answered hi, glad...

This Is How We Do It

by kurrginatorX on Sep 23, 2019
Interracial Love

**WARNING** This story contains race play. Race play is a sub-genre of BDSM where the participants involved willfully use racial epithets during their role play to heighten sexual tension and pleasure. If you feel that race play is something that will offend you then close out of this story immediately. If sheer, morbid curiosity causes you to continue onwa...

She Loves My Gimpy Feet

by Braced4Impact on Dec 3, 2019
Fetish

Being born with a disability certainly has its drawbacks, but not everything was doom and gloom for me. I was born with spina bifida, a condition where the spinal cord doesn't develop quite right, and a gap or hole develops while in the womb. When I was born, I was disabled, and now, in my thirties, I'm just as disabled as the day I took my first breath. I...

Birth Day Club Ch. 03

by Magicidan on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

This story was told to me over cocktails at a hotel bar. Is it true? I don't know but the guy swilling his third martini swore it was. I'll leave that to the reader to decide. All names and places have been changed. ***** I. Friday night I was sitting on the living room floor watching a learn to count video with our sixteen month old son when my phone bee...

Barbie and Ken, a Modern Love Story

by dourdan on Jan 21, 2020
Loving Wives

With trembling hands, I pick up the phone the same as I always did. "Barbara-Ann Mercer for Master sergeant Kenneth Mercer." "Relation to the patient?" "Wife," I replied in my sweetest tone. I could even picture the face of who it was; Kristin or Ashley or maybe Carol on of the many former military wives who got their nursing degrees and made it a point to...