Chapter 1

Katy was 17, a senior in high school. She had had some crushes on boys, even been on a few awkward dates. She was looking forward to love and sex when she was older. To be honest, she knew she wasn’t all that attractive. Sure, there were boys who wouldn’t kick her out of bed, but ... who would want that?

Katy’s little brother Jason was both mildly autistic and mildly retarded. He was basically a good kid. When he was 12 he started masturbating -- rubbing his stiff cock a lot. Initially she was kind of grossed out by the idea -- her sweet little brother doing that? But her mother told her it was natural. He mostly did it in private. He wasn’t an exhibitionist or anything, but he wasn’t so great with his privacy. Her bedroom was next to his, and he wouldn’t try to hide the “fapping” sound of flesh on flesh or his happy sigh at the moment of orgasm.

Katy knew people wrote her brother off totally because he wasn’t normal, and she felt passionately about not labeling people. She volunteered at a local home for those with severe developmental disabilities.

All of the girls on the ward she was assigned to were retarded. Many of them were profoundly so; none would ever speak. Others were deaf or blind in addition to their retardation. These girls could feed themselves to some extent, and were all toilet-trained. They would make their needs known and one of the staff would help them to the toilet. But that was about it.

One room had four of the worst cases -- all of them were all three: retarded, blind and deaf. Staff regarded these girls as basically vegetables and paid little attention to them. When Katy visited she was left alone with them.

Melissa was actually quite pretty, even though no effort was made to make her look nice beyond keeping her clean. She had more emotional reaction than the others. She would smile or frown at times -- reacting to some internal state Katy could not fathom. Katy sat by her thinking about what life was like for her. Mostly she just lay there. It must be boring, but how could her life be enriched? Occasionally she had her hand in her underpants, doing something in a rhythmic motion that was obviously masturbating, and she smiled as she did it. It was an idle activity, without the sort of intensity that suggested she was seeking orgasm. Just something pleasant to pass the time. When she stopped rubbing she stopped smiling.

Sex was something most people preferred to do with partners. What would happen if Katy tried rubbing her? She felt no attraction, but wondered what would happen. This was totally illegal, of course -- but who would know?

She first took Melissa’s hand to let her know someone else was there. Melissa turned her face to her in preparation for finding out what this caretaker wanted of her. Katy just placed her hand between Melissa’s legs, lifting her johnny up a little, and gently stroked the crotch of her panties. Melissa laughed a little, but spread her legs and lay there smiling. Katy kept rubbing up and down gently in the sort of motion that she herself liked. After a minute Katy removed her hand. Melissa stopped smiling, but then reached out to see if Katy was still there, and finding her, grabbed her hand and put it back between her legs. Katy rubbed a little more. Melissa seemed to focus with more intensity than when she was just rubbing herself ... what the heck, Katy slid her hand inside the panties and started rubbing that way. Melissa kept smiling. Katy did what she did to bring herself off. She did it over and over, but Melissa didn’t seem to be approaching any sort of climax. After half an hour Melissa got restless and Katy stopped.

As she knew well, sexual stimulation was fun but could be frustrating if it didn’t end with an orgasm. How could she manage that? She’d heard of vibrators, and she got her courage up, went to the local sex shop and bought one. She had to try it out, of course, and -- whoa! That was pretty intense! She felt kind of guilty, as she struggled to think of the most secure hiding place in her room for it, but then she had bought this one for a good cause.

The next time she went in to see the girls, she took Melissa’s hand, and the patient was once again happy to have Katy’s hand between her legs. Now Katy took out the vibrator, let Melissa feel it, then turned it on so Melissa could feel with her hands what that was like too. Melissa readily lifted her hips when Katy started pulling her panties down, and then she applied the vibrator in just the right spot. Melissa gave a little gasp and then a big smile, and spread her legs even wider. Katy kept applying it, attending to Melissa’s reactions, and within two minutes she shuddered with orgasm. Katy removed the vibrator and turned it off. Melissa then reached out to Katy and drew her towards her. Katy cooperated in a sort of awkward hug.

Katy did preliminary experiments with the other three girls in the room. Two batted her hand away when she placed it between their legs and began rubbing. The third tolerated it for a little while, then squirmed away.

On her next visit she repeated the procedure with the vibrator, and Melissa was similarly enthusiastic. When she reached out for a hug, Katy cooperated more fully and found herself chest-to-chest with Melissa while the patient bucked her hips upward a few times. It got Katy to thinking. Women were programmed to like sex, obviously. It seemed there was something else to it besides just wanting an orgasm. With a man, it also involved the vagina. On her next visit Katy applied the vibrator for a while, then stopped. Melissa was alert and seemed momentarily distressed, but when Katy explored her vagina with her finger, the finger went in just fine, and Melissa smiled. Two fingers also went in just fine. Katy moved them in and out in the motion of sex and Melissa’s smile got wider. With her other hand she retrieved the vibrator and applied it once again. It seemed just seconds later that Melissa twitched and sighed with orgasm. Katy removed vibrator and fingers. Once again, Melissa reached out to hug Katy tight to her.