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I, Elaine, started volunteering at the local Veterans Home in 1990 because my mother-in –law was a volunteer before that time. I really enjoyed the time spent and most of the men have been there since the time of their injuries. Some of them have been there since WWI and II and have been bed ridden ever since.

What was nice was most of them haven’t had visitors for years and I seemed to brighten up their days. Most of the time I pushed wheelchairs and the like, and even played cards or just chatted with them. In time I got to know many of the guys by name and in most cases knew their stories.

But there was one Army Captain, David, that was really enjoyable to chat with; he was a writer of WWII, Korean War, and Vietnam books and magazine stories. He was fascinating to talk to, but was socially a zero. He was very self-conscience of the lack of legs caused by a land mine in Vietnam. What made it bad for him is that from the hips down he had nothing, in fact he didn’t have all his pelvic bone either. So he was either in bed and writing or was in a special made wheel chair that supported him without any legs to balance him.

Over a period of several years, we got to know each other pretty well to the point he would sign out and come to my house for dinner with my family and me. He had inherited a house in ’92 from the death of his parents and asked if I would take him there to see one more time before he had it sold. So on a Saturday we signed him out and made the 120-mile trip to his old home.
It was a beautiful day and the trip was made in good time. I could tell he was happy to see the house after all those years but must say those steps up to the house were hard to do for a small women my size to get him and wheelchair up them. But after some time we finally made it.

We entered the house and he rolled around looking at things while I caught my breath sitting on the living room sofa. David then rolled over to me and took my hands and was trying to find some words but didn’t have them to say I guess.
We sat that way for a couple minutes and he reached over to a side table and turned on a radio and music was filling the quiet. He then unbelted himself from the wheel chair and lifted himself from the chair and plopped himself next to me on the sofa. I will say that man does have strong arms and can lift himself to about anything. He scooted around a bit to get comfortable and we just sat listening to music together.

As we sat we began to talk again about everything and anything. We talked about his life here and then he started asking me all sorts of questions about me. We talked for hours but seemed like minutes and during that time he had gotten his arms around me and in a moment of need we kissed each other.
It was surprising, to me but I clearly admit I didn’t fight him either so we kissed for quite awhile. I love kissing and he did to and he later said he just couldn’t resist it after so long without kissing a lady.

Then we both found out we had a mutual need; he wanted to see and touch my titties so I pulled up my blouse and unsnapped my bra. I will say I generally unsnap my bra when a man is involved, because most men cant undo a simple thing like bra clips without pulling or mashing my boobs.
After I was exposed he went after them with a hunger of years and up to then no hope of seeing let alone touching a woman. I soon got to the point were I wasn’t a friend but a woman in need and he was a man in need. It was so hot there on that sofa with my Army Captain. He had his objective and was ready to storm the beaches.

He then went for the area between my legs and it son became apparent on him that while his legs may be gone there were other parts of him in fine working order. I helped him remove his sitting pads and then I removed the rest of his clothes and mine.
There I was in all my gory and his hard cock rising from the end of him, it reminded me of a bee stinger, and boy did he want to sting me. He decided that he wanted to taste all of me, so I lay back on the sofa and he soon had his head buried between my legs licking me and making me even hotter. Then it happened, my first orgasm rolled over me and he continued to lick me right on through it.

As I lay there in the glow of my cum he slithered up on me and he looked me square in the eyes and pressed his hard cock at the opening of my pussy. With a whipping action he sank it all the way in. We were one together making love and lust together; he had my married pussy full of his hard cock. I could feel him bouncing on the bottom of my pussy so he was doing something right.
For a man that hadn’t had any loving or pussy for as long as he had he lasted a long time. I came a couple time before he did and on the third time he tried to pull out but I was leg locked over him and wouldn’t let him. I came hard and felt him start to pulse in me and then I felt the heat of his cum spread through out my belly. I could hardly stop coming from the hot feel of his sperm coursing deep to the bottom of my pussy where it could be kissed by my cervix.
It seemed he shot cum for a hour but then in time it slowed and he kissed me until his cock softened a bit. We stayed joined a long time and just when I thought he was finished he got hard again and off we went again.

Altogether we made love 4 times that day, 3 at his parents house and once on the way home in a forest preserve. We sure did scare the wild animals and gave the van springs a good testing. Boy I must say once he got started there was no stopping him or me for that matter. During this whole time I never even gave it a thought that he was whole in other ways to, not that I really minded.
I don’t take pills because they make me moody and make me bloat, I didn’t have in my diaphragm because honestly I didn’t think of anything like this happening. So there I was filled to the brim with white wigglers all on a search and capture mission.
From that day on we didn’t miss many days without making love, my hubby saw a change in me and I told him all about David and me. He thought that it was cool and didn’t stand in the way. He is good about that with me.
Well a month later, I wasn’t visited by my monthlies, and sure enough David had planted his seed deep and well. He was excited and happy and scared at the same time. He was worried about me and I told him about Barry and me and our open marriage and life style. So we met together Barry, David and me and agreed that I would have his baby and raise it as one of ours. From then on it was like having 2 husbands.

David loved having me there at the VA hospital doing all the things I do and having all the rest of the men see my slowing growing belly. He loved it because he knew that it was him that did it and no one there was the wiser for it.

Many times thru the 9 months David gave me many refreshers of his loving and a full measure of his seed even though it couldn’t do anymore to me. Uncounted times I have walked the aisles of the hospital oozing David’s sperm into the crotch of my panties enjoying the slick feel it gave me.
So all through my pregnancy, David was there. He loved rubbing my belly and sharing all he could with me. I didn’t know it at the time but he placed all his saving and insurance in a trust for our daughter’s college and for her future.
On the day that I went into labor David was there in the waiting room along with my husband. He was in his finest uniform and was the first to hold her after me. We named her Tina with his last name for her middle name and my husband listed as father. She was my 4 child and my second daughter. She was David’s only child and he planned to spoil her rotten if I let him.

All my older kids know David is Tina’s father and so does Tina, but to the rest of the world Barry is her father. David and I are still lovers, and have joined in with me on several occasions of 3somes and moresomes. He is no longer a socially shy person and I have a wonderful daughter of 12 now that has many of the best traits of her father.