Dave's Wheelchair Great Life
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Chapter 1
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Wheelchair user Dave feels down and then things change for the better
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers
“You’re a freak, A moster. half a man, how could anyone love you. “ Those are the types of shouts 16-year-old year old Dave hears and more from girls every day since he was in an accident. When he was 12, that put him in a wheelchair for life.
One Friday, he just got home from school after another day from hell to find his mum (Sally), who is a blonde hair, blue-eyed woman with very thin eyebrows and a hour glass body she has big DD boobs she was wearing small glasses and a red jumper with mickey mouse’s head that showed off her boobs and a bright green thong She was bare foot she was looking at watching a fashion show
“Hi mum,” Dave said in a miserable voice to her as he got in.
Being a good mum, Sally could tell her son was unhappy about something, so she turned off the telly and looked up at him and her glasses off.
“What’s wrong, honey?” she asked
“It’s school again it was just girls being mean to me, but now everyone from the students and most of the teachers treat me like I am stupid even though I prove to them time and time again I am smart” he tells her her with tears in his eyes
“I know it’s bad, honey, but saddly we can not send you to a different school or take you out the school board are very strict about it” she tells him putting out her arms out “come and give old mum a hug I make it better.”
“You’re not that old mum. You are only 30”
“I feel like it sometimes you and Zoe (his younger sister) are full of beans most of the time it is hard to keep up now come on hug time,”
Dave pushed himself to his mum, who pulled him into her chest tightly, making feel warm and safe and safe, feeling her soft big boobs her heartbeat, and he could smell of her favourite perfume That reminded Dave of chocolate mint ice cream his favourite flavour.
Dave smiled and said, “I suppose we can fully of energy a lot of the times.”
“That right you can be faster than a gold medal wheelchair racer sometimes.”
“I don’t think I am that fast mum,”
After a few minutes, she let go and smiled at him and asked, “There you go, do you feel better now.”