Paloma and her sister were sent to visit their aunt each summer in Costa Rica, each summer. Their aunt's home was in a mountain town with only a bar, one restaurant, a small cinema and a grocer.
The house was large and flat, and the girls slept together in a room in the back, facing the lush forest.
Paloma was injured at 17 and had a disability now. Her legs and hands were party paralyzed and she had to use a wheelchair. Their aunt made a few changes to the house to make it easy for her to get around and the three girls left Tennessee in June, just after school was put for the summer, for their yearly trip.
Paloma was, by far, the prettiest of the girls, commanding attention and looks wherever she went- large brown eyes, full lips and blonde hair, falling past her shoulders, and breasts now almost too big for her c-cup bra. Her legs were getting thinner from less movement but nicely tanned. The wheelchair brought her even more stares than usual and she tried to ignore them.
The first week of their trip, they celebrated Paloma's 18
th
birthday before her aunt and sister travelled to the capital for a few days, leaving Paolo, her husband, and Paloma relaxing at the neighbor's pool.
Paloma was glad for the exercise and the sunshine. Paolo, carried her in and out. Sometimes he helped her swim. She hugged his neck as he carried her out and set her down on the lounge chair. He looked at her gorgeous tits dripping with water as he stood up.
Laying in the sun, drying from her swim, the girl was a sight for sore eyes to Paolo and his friends, who played cards in the shade and stared at her body behind their sunglasses. Paolo had always been attracted to her and the need to carry Paloma sometimes was making his thoughts go to dark places. He imagined himself between her legs penetrating her vagina and her telling him that he could come inside her. He tried to control his lustful thoughts but kept looking over to gaze at her laying asleep in the sunshine almost naked. He took a picture.
Later, he shared his thoughts about her with his friend Eduardo after a few beers.
"Paolo, the age of legal consent is 18. Seduce her and fuck her!"
"She is disabled. I am not sure."
"Why should that matter? She's a sexy girl and she gets your dick hard, no?"
"Yeah, but I don't know how to go about it."
"Do it or I will! Look at that mouth man! Imagine those lips on your dick. Kiss her when you are alone, just like you would do with any other girl. If she wants more, you'll know soon enough."
He looked at Paloma pulling her hair into a knot and turning on her side to read. Her tits practically falling out of her bikini. He smiled and pushed his cock down. Her disability did not take anything away from her and he was dreaming of sucking her tits and licking her pussy as they went back to the house.
That night, after her bath, Paloma dried her long hair and put on a touch of perfume on her wrists and between her breasts. She put on a sheer, short nightie she bought online and a thing that matched it. She wheeled into the living room and she saw in the mirror that the outline of her breasts was visible. She was horny and felt her pussy drip. She scooted over onto the couch and layed back to read her new book. She had been planning this for the last weeks - planning on tempting Paolo. He was 55 - old enough to be her grandfather, with a nice smile and what looked to be a nice sized dick. He thought she was innocent but she wasn't. She rubbed her pussy every night dreaming of sex since she was much younger. She often took naked pictures of herself and sent them to men that she met online and sent them to photographers looking for nude models. She took then in her wheelchair so they knew the truth, and 90% of them said they didn't care. They would take her to a hotel and fuck her if she agreed. Her pussy and tits and pretty face made up for her disability she thought. She met a couple of photographers and after the photos had allowed them to fuck her. Once she let two boys take turns fucking her in the back of a car.
"Uncle Paolo?" She called, "Can you come in here?"
Paloma bent one leg up, letting it lean against the back of the couch, so her legs were open. She pulled her nightie up to where her pussy started. She lay reading and waiting.
Paolo walked in and saw her almost naked. Her blonde hair laying on the pillow, the mounds of her breasts visible though the sheer fabric. She set her book down innocently.
"Will you massage my legs Uncle Paolo? They are hurting."
He acted normal, not knowing if this was an invitation or just how she dressed for bed.
"Of course Paloma. Show me where." He came over and sat on the couch.
Paloma pulled her nightie up even more, spreading her thighs wider, revealing more of her pussy. She looked into his eyes and laid her hands on her inner thighs, moving her delicate hands along them.
"Inside here."
He looked between her legs. She barely had public hair. Her pussy lips were thick and puffy, completely hiding her clit. He put his hands on her thighs. They were soft and smooth. She smelled so fresh. He began massaging them.
"She pulled her sheer nightie up more. "Do you like what you see uncle? If you want to touch me there you can.""
He moved his hands along her thighs towards her pussy, gently massaging as he went. He reached her pussy and gently touched it. He bent forward and kissed her thighs as he slid a finger in her tight hole. His lips reached her pussy and he began to kiss it all over as he fingered her.
