I was in a car crash at the age of fourteen which resulted in my becoming a quadriplegic. I was left with limited use of my hands and arms and the ability to take shuffling steps with assistance. I use a chair with hand held controls to move about.
Prior to my accident I had begun to experience pleasurable feelings and touched myself but I had never had a climax. Sex was the last concern during the first years of recovery. I was focused on getting back to school and becoming normal.
I managed to graduate from college as an elementary education teacher and get a job. I have a car that is hand controlled and lead a semi-autonomous life, but I still live at home and need some help with personal care.
As I entered my thirties I began to feel more sexual urgency and made several attempts to masturbate with little success. My arms just did not work well enough at the angle required to be effective and trying to press against objects in bed at night mostly led to frustration.
When I turned thirty my physician suggested that I see a massage therapist to help with circulation in my legs. My sexual problems were the last thing on my mind when I went, and in fact I was quite nervous since I was self concious about my body.
On my first visit my apprehension evaporated. The massuese was a lovely woman about my age who arranged for me to be her last client of the day since it was my frst visit and she knew that my case would be complicated.
She helped me to the table and when I revealed that I was uncomfortable because I had not been able to shower she took time to clean my genitals. Her gentle touch immediately increased my arousal and made me feel uncomfortable. Sensing my discomfort she encouraged me to relax and told me that in her line of work she understood that every bodily function was quite natural.
Eventually she positioned me on my tummy and began the most exquisite work on my legs. Her strokes were gentle and long and took her hands all the way to my bottom. The sexual pressure within me built quickly and soon I was meeting her strokes with my own movements.
She paused and asked if I was sexually active. I revealed that I had never climaxed and my personal sexual history of frustration. Then without speaking she resumed her strokes focusing on my upper thighs and my bottom. Slowly her hands wandered underneath me and found their way to my vulva where she gently rubbed oils into me.
After just a few minutes I literally exploded with an intense orgasm that shocked and frightened me. I reacted by crying which really shocked her.
We talked for almost an hour after the experience and she apologised saying that she had been unprofessional. I told her that she had revealed a powerful experience to me and that I was so very appreciative.
I have returned to her on a regular basis and we have become good friends as well as lovers.