Falling in Love...Again
Chapter 9
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Her lips curved into a small, knowing smile. She looked up at me, her eyes steady. She took a deep breath, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I guess you could say... I'm a 'caster.'" She let the word hang there, watching my reaction. When I didn't say anything, she continued.
"A what?"
"It means I find a certain comfort, joy, in wearing a cast. It's not just about the way it looks or feels, though that's part of it. It's the whole experience. The way it changes how I move, how I interact with the world. It slows things down, makes me focus on every little moment. It's hard to explain, but... it makes me happy."
Her voice was steady, but I could tell she was bracing herself for my response.
She added, her tone softening. "There's a kind of beauty in it. The cast is rigid, unyielding, but it feels like a part of me that's both vulnerable and strong at the same time. I don't expect everyone to understand, but... it's something I've always felt drawn to since a very young age."
I nodded slowly, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees. I didn't fully understand yet, but I could see how much this meant to her. "Avery," I said carefully, "thank you for telling me. I'm not sure I get it all, but I see how much it means to you. And I see how happy it makes you physically, emotionally and sexually."
Her smile widened, the tension in her shoulders easing. "Yes it does and that's all I want, Miles. Just to be understood and accepted the way I am with my fetishes."
Reaching out, I rested my hand lightly on her cast. The surface was cool and smooth under my palm, a stark contrast to the warmth of her other leg. "But I'm going to need you to walk me through this. I want to understand more, because I care about you."
Her laugh was soft, the kind that made me feel like I'd done something right. "Deal," she said, her voice light.
As I leaned back, watching her relax into the moment, I noticed again how natural she seemed in this situation, like it wasn't just a phase or a whim. This was a part of who Avery was, and I realized I wanted to know more, not just about her cast, but about every layer she was willing to share with me of this sexual fetish of wanting to be on crutches in a leg cast.
I reached out and gently touched the cast again, feeling the surface. "Is there a particular reason you chose this leg?"
Avery's smile deepened. "Actually, it reminds me of us when we first met all those years ago"
She shifted a little on the couch, her skirt riding up slightly to reveal more of her leg and thigh. "It can be quite sensual, actually. The way the cast feels against my leg, the way it changes my movements..."
She reached out and touched my cheek, her fingers soft against my skin. I captured her hand, bringing it to my lips and kissing her fingers gently. Avery leaned in, her lips meeting mine in a soft, slow kiss. I felt her tongue tentatively touch mine, and I deepened the kiss, exploring her mouth with my own and I couldn't get enough.
I moved my hand to her waist, pulling her closer. She responded by pressing against me, her breath coming in soft gasps. I slid my hand up her back, feeling the soft material of her blouse beneath my fingers.
"You do look so sexy in that cast," I murmured against her lips.
I slid my hand down her side, feeling the curve of her hip. She arched into my touch, her breath hitching. I let my hand move to her thigh, my fingers brushing against the cast. She shivered at the contact.
"Does it turn you on when I touch it?" I asked, my voice low.
"Yes," she whispered. "It feels so good that you accept me."
I traced the edge of the cast with my fingertips, feeling her exposed little toes. Avery's breath hitched again, and I could see the goosebumps rising on her skin. I raised the cast higher. She spread her legs slightly but instead I leaned in, kissing her toes, feeling them beneath my lips. She moaned softly, her head falling back while her finger slid inside her. I nipped at her toes, feeling her shiver against me.
"Would a real broken bone make you feel even better?" I whispered against her skin. "I want to know all about your fetish."
I could see her heart racing. I moved my other hand up her skirt, feeling the wet fabric against my fingers. I could feel the heat of her against my hand.
"You're so wet," I murmured, sliding my fingers against her. She moaned softly, her hips moving against my hand. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her clench around me.
"Answer me...was your badly broken leg in a long and hard cast better than a recreational cast?"
"Oh, God," she breathed. "Both are good...in their own ways, but I prefer..."
I began to move my finger inside her, my thumb circling her clit. She moaned again, her hips moving in time with my hand. I could feel her getting wetter, her breath coming in short gasps.
"Or would you be even more turned on sexually if you were immobile in a 2 long leg casts?" I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire.
Avery's eyes darkened with desire. "Yes," she breathed. "Please."
"Please what?"
I slid down her body, my hands on her right leg as I moved between her legs. I could see the wetness on her thighs, the desire in her eyes. I leaned in, my tongue flicking against her clit. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking against my mouth.
But I backed away from her...
"Please what Avery? A broken arm and broken leg? 2 broken legs? Confined to a wheelchair for months?"
I licked and sucked at her, feeling her respond to my touch. I could taste her sweetness, feel her desire. I slipped a finger back inside her, my thumb continuing to circle her clit. She was close, I could feel it.
"Oh, God," she breathed. "I'm going to come."
I picked her up and lifted her on her right leg...her cast on my shoulder. Balancing on one leg my finger moved inside her. She cried out, her body tensing as she came, her orgasm washing over her.
She reached for my belt, her fingers deftly unbuckling it. I lifted my hips, allowing her to pull my pants down. She wrapped her hand around my penis, her fingers stroking roughly. I moaned softly, my hips moving against her touch.
I was deep inside her as we both came. We lay there for a moment, our bodies entwined, our breaths slowly returning to normal. I looked down at her, my eyes meeting hers.
"I want to explore more of this with you," I said. "I want to know more about what makes you happy."
Avery's smile deepened. "I'd like that," she said. "I'd like that very much."
Her smile widened, nervous "Something I've been meaning to tell you," she said, her eyes never leaving mine. "But it's not the kind of thing I can just blurt out. I need you to be ready to hear it."
"You can tell me anything. You know that, right?"
"And I will. Soon. But not today."
Falling in Love...Again
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