Beauty Queen and Her Soft Spot

Sandra was a very popular girl at school, and it was no surprise when she was chosen as the beauty queen in her final year. As she was in a girls-only school, she had only limited contact with the other sex. She was also a great sportswoman in school, holding the record for 400-metre hurdles and being the netball captain.

After school she went to a nearby university, utilising a bursary the university offered her due to her all-rounder achievements while at school. Sandra was also quite brainy and chose a finance and economics course. She always wanted to have her own business. For her practical "social science" at project at school, she chose a non-government organization (NGO) working with physically handicapped children and young adults.

Even if she was 19 at the time, Sandra was still a virgin, although she had some experience with kissing and petting, but insisted that she was not ready to go further. There was also no shortage of suiters and the "boys" or men, often tried to sit with her while they had lunch in the cafeteria.

She had only one class on a Friday, and on this particular day she went to the library after lunch to look for a research publication that her lecturer suggested she look up. Because it was almost 5 pm on a Friday, most students had already started their weekend, including partying and drinking. There was only one other student, a man deeply immersed in a thick book. As she passed him to get to the shelf where she was expected to find her research material she noticed that he was sitting very awkwardly on the chair, oblivious of her presence. She also noticed that he has great difficulty to turn the pages. His arms looked stiff and his hands were curled inwards, so that he could hardly grip the page he wanted to browse.

She put that out of her mind and started her research with only cursory glances at her fellow student paging through the documents.

Suddenly she heard a slight commotion when the man closed the book and started to get up. Sandra was also finished and was about to leave herself. The man tried to heave himself upright planting his clenched hands firmly on the table to try to steady himself. Sandra only now noticed the wooden crutches that were under the table which she didn't notice before.

"Manfred, can I help you"' comes from the librarian behind the counter, which she didn't even notice before then. It was quite clear that they knew each other well and she was used to assisting him. "Thank you, Betty, I feel extra stiff today, comes from the student named Manfred. Betty came from behind the counter, picking up his crutches and helping to position it under his armpits. He swung his legs from under the table and Sandra could now see the big black boots that hid his deformed clubfeet. "Manny, can I help you to your car", Betty said, but Manfred told her that he is quite used to it, but thanks for the offer.

As Sandra was also about to leave, she decided to introduce herself to the disabled co-student. "Hello, I am Sandra" and she extended her hand while sporting a sparkling smile. "Ohhhh hello" he stammered, "my name is Manfred, but my friends call me Manny for short", he blushed when he pressed his clubbed claw into her outstretched hand.

"If you want to, I can walk you to your car", she says. "i-i-i-its not necessary", he retorted, but Sandra's previous experience with disabled people made her feel like a mother hen to this unfortunate, and embarrassed young man. She touched him softly on his shoulder, indicating she won't take no for an answer, and the two staggered their way out of the library, Manny also had trouble with his access card, and Sandra helped to log them both out of the library, He dragged his stiff legs and orthopaedic boots behind him, till they reached his modified Toyota SUV. They hardly spoke a word to each other; but Sandra felt a strange connection to the poor man. She helped him in the driving seat asking him how he managed to drive (since his hands and feet were mostly stiff and useless. He seemed more at ease and showed her the airplane-like joystick that he uses to control the car. The gas- and brake pedal were also on the joystick and he told her that he already had four years' experience driving the modified vehicle.

He started to thank her for her assistance, but she somehow didn't want this encounter to end. "Manfred, may I call you that, can we maybe have a drink or lunch later in the weekend?" He stared at her as if she was mad and asked why she would be seen with a guy like him. She told him that her fellow students invited her for the weekend at the beach, but somehow, she declined and had nothing planned until Monday.

Still not believing her words, he said that they could go for an early supper on Saturday and maybe have a beer or two. He completely expected her to deny his suggestion, but she just thanked him and asked if she could pick him up at his residence. They confirmed the time, and he gave her his address and telephone number and they said their goodbyes.

Sandra was strangely excited when she showered and put on a light flowery dress before her "date" with Manny. She still didn't know what drove her to such a step, she never even thought about starting a relationship, let alone with a disabled man.

She also put light makeup on and made sure that her bush was trimmed just in case she needed to get rid of her clothes. While thinking that thought, she nearly collapsed in uncontrollable laughter. Of course nothing will come from this. She merely feels sorry for the guy and he feels he owns her something for her assistance.

What an absurd thought! she giggled, but still made sure that her bra and panties matched.

She felt like a schoolgirl when she stopped at his residence five minutes before the time they discussed. It seemed that Manfred also was ready for he came crutching slowly trying to keep his balance.

Sandra came around the back of the car to help him into her passenger side. It took a bit of an effort to get his deformed feet into her smaller car, but with a bit of heaving, they achieved it. When she returned to the driver's seat, he silently asked her if she could help him put on his safety belt because he couldn't lift his arms that high. Sandra was angry at herself for not thinking about that earlier and she leaned over him to grab the buckle. In the process, her breast touched his upper body, and both of their blushes indicated that they were aware of the touch. To hide her embarrassment, she gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

He insisted on taking her to a classy restaurant, where they had a lovely meal. When their steaks came, she realised that Manny was also well-known in this establishment, because his medium steak came cut into small pieces to make it easy for him to cut.

Before long it became dark and without realising it, they finished a bottle of red wine and had three tequilas each.

During the meal, he told her that he was born with arthrogryposis, a condition that makes it difficult to bend his limbs.. Also, his hands were permanently curled into claws, but with some effort, he could do most things that normal people can. He also told her that was busy with a PHD, and the university already appointed him as a junior professor when he finished his doctoral degree.

The evening was getting to a close much to soon and both of them were slightly tipsy when they eventually staggered to the car.

She drove slowly to his residence, because she was sure she was a bit over the alcohol limit, but fortunately, the house was only about six kilometers from the restaurant.

She stopped on the handicap spot in front of his door and went to the passenger side to help Manny out. When she got him standing on his crutches, it was clear that he had a bit too much to drink and he would need assistance to get in the door. She took his key, opened the front door, and put on the lights inside before returning to the car to grab him around his waist before making their way inside the house. "Manny, I had a bit too much to drink, do you mind if I crash on your couch", she said while kicking her shoes off. "Sandy, I wouldn't think of that. If you don't mind, I have a king size bed and there is more that enough space for both of us". He was shocked for even suggesting it, but she was too tired and accepted gladly. She went to her car to retrieve her handbag, where she, as a habit, always carried a clean panty and a toothbrush.

When she came in, Manny was removing his bulky boots, already having removed his jacket. Sandra could see that he was struggling a bit and without asking him, she bent over untying his boots. It was clear that he wouldn't be able to walk, and he asked her to fetch his wheelchair in the bedroom. Without asking each other or feeling embarrassed, they proceeded to remove their clothes, eyeing the bed for both were a bit wasted. He was down to his underpants and offered Sandra one of his t-shirts to sleep in. After visiting the toilet, she wheeled him to the room wearing her panties and an oversized t-shirt, with him still in his underwear. He transferred onto the bed and gestured that she should get in on the other side.

They stared at each other's bodies before falling asleep in each other's arms.

In the middle of the night, Sandra got up to go to the toilet and when she returned, she saw that Manny had a huge hard-on in his sleep. She smiled thinking he was probably thinking of her in his sleep and couldn't help herself. She was fascinated to see the size of his bulge and suddenly wide awake, decided to give him a treat.

She started to massage him through the boxer, and noticed an almost immediate reaction with his cock growing bigger by the second. By now her nipples was standing up like razors, and she could feel the dampness welling up between her legs. Without waiting for an invitation, she took his engorged cock out of the boxers and started to masturbate him in earnest.

His eyes shot open, and he couldn't believe his eyes seeing the prettiest girl he know, with his cock in her hand pumping and soon afterward, starting to lick the tip of his thick penis. After e few licks, she took him into her mouth wetting his with her saliva. Both of them were on a runaway train, and the more she sucked him, the more Manny moaned thrashing his head to and fro. She can also see that he is straining to try to lift his stiff limbs, but with only limited success.

Sandra was getting past the point of no return and groans of ecstasy, started to straddle him. Her pussy juices easily lubricated the prone young man and she let out a mighty scream when she lowered herself on his huge cock. At this stage, both of them were moaning in the throes of ecstasy. As she was riding him, he tried to thrust his cock deeper into her drenched pussy and they proceeded fucking each other as if there was no tomorrow.

She flopped on her back, exhausted, and started to drag Manny on top of her. Their mouths met and quickly their tongues were probing each other, all the while Manny was pumping as if it is the last fuck he will have in his life. After a good few minutes, both of them were approaching orgasms and their screams of pure bliss, she was sure, could be heard on the street outside. They feel in each other's arms, spent and exhausted. "Manny, I think i love you", she whispered in his ear while the tears of happiness, streamed off his cheeks.

They spent the whole weekend in bed, just fucking, eating and drinking liquids and were quite sad when they eventually had to part company. They also wowed to, even if they don't know yet whether they will be together forever, they will never forgot the beautiful weekend they had together,

The end.