oldguy5005
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I am a handicapped horny older guy and wonder if women ever have a fetish
Wheelchair/handicap fetish
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MatthewVett
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It's certainly not as far as a fetish, but I admit, I like the thought of taking care of someone temporarily. I like pushing wheelchairs along for people, &c.
Dunno about women having such a fetish. But I'd kill to have sex with a girl with CP or something. Or a guy could be interesting too. It'd be so tight gets me hot thinking about it!
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DarkPleasures
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And is taking care of him your fetish?
perrafuker
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handicapped but not in wheelchair
well, i'm handicapped but not in a wheelchair and i'm kinda of old too so would you take care of me?
well, i'm handicapped but not in a wheelchair and i'm kinda of old too so would you take care of me?
HussarVanburen
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I heard that Russell Brand and Katy Perry did this kink (with Perry in the wheelchair).
Hottest moment ever
There was a woman at a swimming / spa complex I used to frequent, in Sydney, lying back on one of those wheelchairs that's almost a bed.
The incident sticks in my mind, because I was changed by it.
She was not an oil painting, and while obviously very physically challenged, and, I assumed, somewhat mentally as well, I found myself attracted to her like a homing beacon.
I felt guilty perving on her; she wore flattering clothing, and her hair was clean and styled, but in my mind I was somehow taking advantage, of someone challenged.
Still, my eyes were drawn to her curves, her dark hair, her strangely angled limbs, but especially her eyes.
They were looking right into mine, and I realised with shock that she knew exactly what I was thinking.
She was non verbal and in between her carers attention, and me trying not to be sprung checking her out, what she did next still amazes me.
It doesn't seem much, but she looked deep into my eyes, and blinked. I didn't react for a while but she did it again and I finally took the hint and blinked back. She returned the signal and when I replied with another one the expression on her face changed.
The look in her eyes burned into mine and she was the loveliest, hottest woman I'd seen.
I felt the command there. We had instantly become partners in an intimacy that crossed, in my mind, and in societies view, forbidden boundaries.
Well, that's how it felt at the time. No big deal I guess, but it was made so sexual by the fact that she KNEW, and let me know, what we'd be doing if her carer wasn't there.
I never saw her again, but the experience woke me up to a valuable lesson- not to assume things about people.
There was a woman at a swimming / spa complex I used to frequent, in Sydney, lying back on one of those wheelchairs that's almost a bed.
The incident sticks in my mind, because I was changed by it.
She was not an oil painting, and while obviously very physically challenged, and, I assumed, somewhat mentally as well, I found myself attracted to her like a homing beacon.
I felt guilty perving on her; she wore flattering clothing, and her hair was clean and styled, but in my mind I was somehow taking advantage, of someone challenged.
Still, my eyes were drawn to her curves, her dark hair, her strangely angled limbs, but especially her eyes.
They were looking right into mine, and I realised with shock that she knew exactly what I was thinking.
She was non verbal and in between her carers attention, and me trying not to be sprung checking her out, what she did next still amazes me.
It doesn't seem much, but she looked deep into my eyes, and blinked. I didn't react for a while but she did it again and I finally took the hint and blinked back. She returned the signal and when I replied with another one the expression on her face changed.
The look in her eyes burned into mine and she was the loveliest, hottest woman I'd seen.
I felt the command there. We had instantly become partners in an intimacy that crossed, in my mind, and in societies view, forbidden boundaries.
Well, that's how it felt at the time. No big deal I guess, but it was made so sexual by the fact that she KNEW, and let me know, what we'd be doing if her carer wasn't there.
I never saw her again, but the experience woke me up to a valuable lesson- not to assume things about people.
