[M] ITALIAN QUADRIPLEGIC USED AS A LIVING DILDO BY THE [F] MILF NEXT DOOR.

Hello folks of the sub! It’s officially time for another crazy sexual story by yours truly, the Italian quadriplegic and his always-ready dick.

If you need any context on myself, my spinal cord injury or my always-ready dick I suggest you read my last entry on the sub, about my new caregiver giving me a handjob ([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fdkwfs/m_italian_quadriplegic_getting_a_handjob_by_his/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fdkwfs/m_italian_quadriplegic_getting_a_handjob_by_his/)).

But let’s just jump right into it! Today’s story involves a 37 years old married milf who happens to live with her husband and two children just down the road from my house. They moved from a nearby town about 5 years ago, and we have stumbled upon each other quite a few times ever since.

She has immediately caught my attention, and you will agree with me on to why as I describe her to you. She is a redhead, with light freckled skin and long legs. Slim figure, classy attire and high heel décolletés to complete every single outfit I’ve ever seen her in. Rich and bored, she is basically the Italian version of the Beverly Hills soccer mom I’ve always dreamt of having sex with (do Beverly Hills soccer mom even exist?).

Anyway. About halfway through Italy’s lockdown I received a notification on my personal blog’s Facebook page, and to my surprise it was that sexy next door milf to whom I had never spoken to. She started dropping casual likes on the page for the first few days, and then began commenting with a pseudonym the kinkier entries I had posted on the blog.

About a week into this routine, she sent me a personal message. The conversation started on a very light note, with her asking me about a picture of an island I had posted way back on my personal profile. She went on explaining how she missed her life prior to becoming a wife and a mother, and how she dreamt of escaping to an island like that and leaving all the responsibilities behind.

“Just the beach, the ocean and a bikini…” she added, to which I replied that there was no need for any type of clothing on this imaginary island. As soon as I hit “send” the conversation switched to sex, and she opened up saying that her married life meant way less fucking than she had anticipated. We messaged a little bit more, and then said good night.

This became our nightly routine for about a month, with conversations becoming increasingly more sexual as time passed. Seeing that this was leading to nowhere, the night before the official loosening of Italy’s nationwide lockdown, I asked her if she would ever like to fulfill the fantasies she had shared with me during this month of chatting. She replied yes, but that it was complicated because of her marriage, her kids and so on.

I went to bed that night thinking I had fucked up everything.

The next day I was in my office, as always, and one of my assistants came in it saying that there was a classy woman asking for me at the door. It was then that I realized who the classy woman was, and that we were done chatting for good.

She walked in my office with her hair tied in a ponytail, a long black coat and shiny black heels. Without saying a word, she closed the door behind her, and came to sit on my lap.

“You have made my pussy wet every single night for the past month, now I want to feel you inside me.”

And to this she started kissing me passionately, while her breathing got faster by the second. After some time making out, she stood up and opened her coat. She was wearing nothing but matching black lingerie, and just at the sight, I almost came in my pants.

She dropped the coat on the floor, sat on my lap with her legs spread on each side and eagerly unzipped my pants. Sliding her panties to the side, she slipped my cock inside her and started riding me.

Her pussy was drenched, and while riding me her moans became louder and louder.

After almost 40 minutes (time that I spent thinking about what a lucky son of bitch I am, spinal cord injury aside), she came with a shaking orgasm that seemed to last about a minute. Then she got up, cleaned my dick of her cum, dressed herself and left my office without saying a single word.

Since then we have been fucking on a weekly basis, sometimes twice a week, in the same exact manner: she comes to my office unannounced, fucks me for good and leaves as soon as we’re done.

Oh, and since I can’t move a finger, have an always-ready dick and can’t refuse to be fucked in any physical way, she has nicknamed me her personal living dildo.

WHAT A LIFE.

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