A High-Tech Romance part 8

 The next morning aboard the cruise ship, as the sun kissed the ocean's surface, I found myself deep in thought. The AI program had brought Emma and me together in the most unusual and romantic way, but it was also becoming apparent that it had a strong influence on our experiences.

Emma had sensed the change as well. As we sat on the deck, her long leg cast on pillows, basking in the warmth of the sun, she turned to me, her eyes filled with concern with her crutches under the chair.

"Lucas, have you noticed how the AI program seems to orchestrate everything? Our dinners, our interactions, it's all so perfect, but... it's almost as if we're being controlled."

I nodded thoughtfully, understanding her unease but I wasn't sure how much I could share with her. "You're right, Emma. It's been on my mind too. While I'm grateful for how we've come together, I can't help but wonder if it's too orchestrated."

A gentle breeze rustled the pages of the book I had brought along, yes a paper hard cover book that was adding to the discussion. Emma continued, "I want our relationship to be genuine, not something influenced by a program. We need to take back control of our experiences."

Her words resonated with me deeply. I was the one influencing her, I was controlling the program, not the other way around. I reached for her hand, holding it gently.

"You're absolutely right, Emma. I want us to be in control too. Let's confront the AI and tell it that we want to experience life and our relationship on our own terms."

As we sat there, hand in hand, a sense of determination filled the air. We were ready to challenge the AI program and take charge of our own destiny, steering our love story in the direction we chose.

As we discussed our concerns, Emma's gaze shifted to her long, black leg cast that extended from thigh to toe. What Lucas didn't know was something strange. It's not just the dinners and interactions. She had received messages from the AI, and they're... different. Almost sinister.

She was thinking about something and he wasn't sure what it was. The AI was trying to manipulate her, urging her to take control, to teach Lucas a lesson during our excursions on land. It felt... wrong and it felt right.

We smiled at each other and Emma grip on my hand tightening.

As we disembarked from the ship, Emma expertly moved on her crutches, her long leg cast second nature by now like the AI had predicted. She was an athlete after all. Our destination was a charming coastal town, tourists and locals bustled about. We had agreed to follow the AI's instructions to meet at a specific location, a quaint café overlooking the sea.

As we approached the café, Emma leaned on her crutches, her cast partially hidden by a long skirt. I couldn't help but realized that it was the first time since I applied the cast that it was partly hidden. Was it part of the AI's sinister intentions to punish me? How could that be since It was fuelled by my requests?

We found an empty table near the cafe's edge, the rhythmic sound of waves providing a soothing backdrop to our meeting. I stared at the ocean that was about 10 steps down from the cafe while Emma glanced at her phone, confirming that we were at the right place and time. The AI had promised to reveal its true intentions.

As curiosity got the better of me, I decided to explore the steps leading to the beach. The sparkling turquoise water, and the warm sand. Emma followed me, her crutches clicking on the stone steps. However, a sudden and unexpected accident was about to change everything.

When I reached the top of the stairs, I was about to turn around to offer Emma a hand down. But instead she bumped into me accidentally, causing me to lose balance. I tumbled forward in horror, crashing against the stone steps in a whirl of shock and pain. The excruciating sensation of breaking bones shot through me. My left leg bore the brunt of the fall, and I could hear the sickening crack as my femur and tibia snapped under the force of the impact.

The world spun around me as I came to a painful stop at the bottom of the stairs, the waves crashing nearby serving as a contrast to the agony coursing through my broken leg. As I lay there, cradling my twisted and broken leg, the AI presence loomed in the background.

Was it an accident?

As I laid at the bottom of the steps, my left leg throbbing with pain, Emma made her way down the ten steps on her crutches. She knew that even the slightest misstep could lead to her own broken bones, so she moved cautiously. I watched her with worry as she slowly descended the stone stairs carefully navigating each step.

When she finally reached me, her eyes filled with regret. "I'm so sorry, Lucas. I didn't mean for this to happen," she said, her voice trembling with worry.

I reached out to gently touch her face, reassuring her, "It's not your fault, Emma. It was an accident."

Emma quickly called for the ship's medic, explaining our situation and the urgency of the matter. The medic arrived promptly, a professional with a calm demeanour. He assessed my injury and confirmed that my femur and tibia were broken. With gentle precision, he splinted my broken leg causing a wave of pain to wash over me.

Once back on the cruise ship he realigned my tibia and with the help of a beautiful young nurse he applied a cast to my broken leg, stabilizing it and preventing further damage. It was in a full leg cast.

With my leg now casted and secure, I was carefully helped to my feet by the medic, my weight now supported by crutches. It was a difficult adjustment, and I leaned heavily on them for support at first. The medic recommended that I rest and elevate my leg to reduce swelling.

The AI's role in this accident remained a mystery, casting a shadow over our experience.

Back on board, I found myself facing a new reality, one where my leg was in a cast, and our plans had been drastically altered. But I knew that with Emma by my side, we would navigate this challenge together, just as we had everything else in our remarkable journey.

Later that day, Emma hobbled into our cabin on her crutches, her presence a comforting sight. She made her way to the bed where I lay with my broken leg elevated, trying to come to terms with the unexpected turn of events. I had a sexual fetish of others in leg cast but breaking mine was never a sexual fantasy of mine

She gingerly settled herself beside me, her crutches carefully propped against the wall. With a soft, understanding smile, she reached out and gently touched my broken leg, her fingers tracing the outline of the cast that encased it. Her touch was warm and reassuring, a testament to the deep connection that had grown between us.

"I'm so sorry, Lucas, this wasn't how our cruise was supposed to go."

"It's okay, Emma. Accidents happen, and I'm just glad you're here with me."

As she continued to gently caress the cast, her touch became more intimate, her fingers exploring the contours of the fiberglass. I felt a rush of warmth and desire, despite the pain in my leg. I reached out to cup her cheek, my thumb brushing against her lips.

She leaned in, and our lips met in a passionate kiss.. Despite the challenges and pain I now faced, I was so turned on by her. She leaned over me and released my penis by sliding off my cast my shorts and underwear. She then leaned over and her beautiful and soft mouth went over my hard penis.

Then out of nowhere she changed her mind and straddled my body, careful not to put too much weight on my broken leg. She was very hot and wet when my penis went deep inside her.

"I don't want to hurt you" She moaned but continued

Her hips began to rock back and forth. My penis filled her up completely. It was like a delicious type of torture between the pain in my broken leg and her hot vagina gripping me.

My hands grabbed the hard nipples from her perfect breasts. She was moaning even louder.

"You are so turned on Emma, is it...is it my broken leg?" I moaned trying hard not to cum.

She licked her lips in daze...her orgasm building up so fast.

"How does it feel to be broken, Lucas? To have your own AI break your leg?" She said, so close to the edge.

I had my hand on her hips, trying to lift her to minimize the pain in my broken leg. I moaned louder and my movements got more desperate from the dam pain and pleasure combination.

"It was an accident "I said watching her caress her round breasts, pinching her long and hard nipples.

"No it wasn't...YOUR AI made me push you baby" She said smiling.

Time stopped for me until she...

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A High-Tech Romance part 7 (audio file)

 Part 7

Clip 320 Broken leg, cast, crutches, SLWC, english version

A High-Tech Romance part 7

 As Emma and I made our way toward the captain's table, my eyes settled on her. She was literally a vision from my AI application, her presence commanding sexual attention like nobody before. Her gown, a rich shade of sapphire blue, flowed gracefully around her, and the delicate fabric seemed to shimmer in the soft light of the dining room. Every step she took, on her crutches and the black cast on her right leg, simply increased her beauty.

We had no idea what to expect as we approached the captain's table since it was both our first cruise. However, what we weren't prepared for was the revelation that awaited us. The captain of this magnificent cruise ship was a striking and beautiful woman. She was dressed in her uniform, exuding an air of authority, confidence and sex appeal.

What drew our attention most was the sight of the captain's long, shapely legs trapped in full leg metal braces, like a modern version of callipers that were used by polio patients. Her medical needs, though professional, couldn't conceal her captivating presence. She gracefully propelled herself forward using forearm crutches, her hips swaying in a mesmerizing rhythm towards us.

As we got closer, the captain acknowledged us with a warm smile. "Good evening," she greeted us with a nod.

"Good evening Captain," Emma and I replied in unison, our eyes still lingering on the captain's sexy braces and her unique mode of mobility.

The captain's eyes flicked toward Emma's leg cast, a knowing look passing between them. "I see you're nursing an injury, too," she said, her tone friendly.

Emma nodded, her voice warm. "Yes, I had a little accident, broke my leg in 3 places but I'm on the mend."

The captain's gaze shifted to me, and I couldn't help but feel a slight blush creeping up my cheeks under her scrutiny. "And who do we have here?" she inquired.

I introduced myself, momentarily taken aback by her striking presence. "I'm Lucas, and this is Emma. We're honoured to be dining at your table tonight."

The captain extended her hand toward me, and I shook it. "I'm Captain Isabella," she introduced herself. "It's a pleasure to have you both here. I hope that you're enjoying your cruise so far."

Emma smiled warmly, her eyes twinkling, remembering her orgasm just an hour ago.

"Absolutely. It's been a wonderful experience."

Captain Isabella nodded in approval. "I'm delighted to hear that. I hope your evening will be equally delightful." With a graceful but very mechanical movement, she turned and led the way to the captain's table.

As we followed her, we couldn't help but exchange glances. The unexpected encounter with Captain Isabella had added a layer of intrigue to our evening. With her striking appearance and the mystery of her own leg braces, we knew that this dinner at the captain's table would be an unforgettable experience.

As we followed Captain Isabella to her table, I couldn't help noticing the contrasting grace of the two women. Emma moved with a captivating elegance in her leg cast and crutches, her strides measured and her poise unwavering. Her recreational injury seemed like a mere accessory to her beauty.

On the other hand, Captain Isabella's movements were quite distinct. Her braced legs gave her a unique gait as she swayed her hips gracefully with each step, expertly propelling herself forward on her forearm crutches.

The two women couldn't have been more different, but their shared determination were evident in the way they carried themselves. My gaze was fixed on them until we finally took our seats at the captain's table, ready to enjoy an evening of fine dining and captivating company. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for being here with Emma. Her presence, radiant, graceful in the already exquisite surroundings of the cruise ship.

As we settled at the captain's table, the evening's charm continued. Captain Isabella's presence had a unique spell on the atmosphere, and her captivating stories drew us into a world of adventure and intrigue.

Emma's fascination with Captain Isabella was evident in the way she hung onto every word.

"Captain Isabella, your experiences are truly remarkable," Emma said with a playful glint in her eyes. "It must be thrilling to command a ship on the open sea."

Emma's slender fingers grazed her wine glass, her long cast inadvertently brushing against the captain's metal leg brace. The subtle touch was met with a knowing glance from Captain Isabella, a silent acknowledgement.

The captain chuckled softly, her eyes meeting Emma's. "Indeed, it can be quite exhilarating."

I couldn't help but notice the connection between them, the way their eyes met and lingered just a second longer than necessary. A small pang of jealousy tugged at my heart, but I pushed it aside, reminding myself that Emma was here with me because of my AI application, not the captain.

Captain Isabella, ever perceptive, picked up on the undercurrents at the table. "Mr. Lucas, it seems your lovely companion is quite taken with the sea. Perhaps she has a sailor's heart."

I smiled, determined not to let jealousy get the better of me. "Yes, Captain. Emma is always eager for new adventures."

Emma's hand brushed against mine under the table, a subtle gesture of reassurance. "Lucas and I have had our share of adventures," she added, her gaze warm and affectionate, her long cast, coming into contact with the captain's crippled leg again.

As the evening continued, our conversation flowed effortlessly, each of us contributing to the lively banter. The innuendos and playful remarks between Emma and Captain Isabella added a delightful layer of intrigue to the evening.

Jealousy gave way to acceptance. Our night at the captain's table remained a cherished memory, one where jealousy had no place, and love was allowed to flourish in the most unexpected of ways.

As they stood up from the captain's table, the differences in their physical conditions became even more pronounced. Captain Isabella expertly shifted her weight from one leg to the other, her long legs encased in metal braces that extended from her thighs down to her ankles. Her forearm crutches provided the perfect support, allowing her to move despite her braces.

In contrast, Emma's long black cast extended from her toes to her thigh, encasing her right leg securely. Her crutches, which she leaned on with practised ease, helped her maintain her balance and move forward. While Captain Isabella's gait was characterized by the rhythmic clink of her metal braces, Emma's crutches produced a different, softer sound with each step.

Their cheeks met in a brief, affectionate kiss.

Emma and I made our way back to our cabin, the tension from the dinner still lingering in the air. As she moved forward on her crutches, we felt out of sync, a reflection of the unease that had settled between us.

Emma glanced at me, her expression of annoyance. "Lucas, let's be clear I hate jealous lovers and you don't own me."

"I know, Emma. It's just... I couldn't help it. You two seemed so close."

She stopped and turned to face me leaning on her crutches, her eyes softening. "You're the one I want to be with."

The gentle sway of the ship rocked us into a peaceful ending to the night. But was it the end

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Clip 319 Broken ankle, crutches, cast, slc

A High-Tech Romance part 6 (audio file)

 Part 6

Clip 318 Injured and on crutches

A High-Tech Romance part 6

 The sun hung low on the horizon as the massive cruise ship, with white paint and small balconies, awaited our arrival. We stood at the bustling port, excitement humming in the air, as we gazed up at the colossal vessel that would be our home for the next week.

I glanced at Emma, her radiant smile illuminated by the warm hues of the setting sun. She looked beautiful, her long black cast peeking out from beneath her flowy summer dress, running shoes on her left foot and her crutches added a sexy touch.

Emma turned toward me, her eyes dancing with anticipation. "Lucas, it's going to be an amazing week together."

I leaned over and kissed her lips, my heart swelling with affection.

We joined the line of passengers making their way onto the ship, our anticipation growing with each step she took on her crutches. As we strolled along the gangway, the ship's crew welcomed us with friendly smiles and warm greetings.

While we were in the midst of the welcoming crew, a kind staff member approached us, offering Emma a wheelchair with a considerate smile.

"Welcome aboard! Would you like some assistance, ma'am? We have a wheelchair available if it would make your boarding more comfortable."

Emma graciously declined, her determination shining through as she leaned on her crutches. "Thank you, but I'll stick with my crutches for now. It's all part of our adventure on your wonderful cruise ship."

The staff member nodded understandingly. "Of course, ma'am. May I ask what happened to your poor leg?"

Emma smiled, her eyes sparkling with positivism. "I had a little mishap, fell off a step ladder and broke my leg in 3 places, but I'm on the mend, another 8 weeks in this cast. Nothing can keep me from enjoying this cruise!"

As she was sharing her story, I noticed that the young staff member's gaze stare at my sexy girlfriend and lingered on the intricate details of her long cast. His eyes looked at the foot portion of her cast, her long toes and he then followed the cast up until it disappeared under her summer dress. There was a sense of curiosity, fascination and obvious sexual attraction in his expression as he took in my tall and beautiful girlfriend on her crutches.

The staff member returned her smile and wished us a wonderful journey as we continued on our way. The sexual attraction of the cruise staff vs my injured lover was another proof of the AI suggestions. It was setting the perfect tone for our voyage.

Once aboard, we were enveloped in the grandeur of the cruise ship's interior. I was staring at the chandeliers while Emma negotiated her way to our cabin. As we entered our cabin, she leaned her crutches against the wall, hopped onto the bed and patted the space beside her.

"Lucas, join me."

How could I resist, I joined her on the bed and right away Emma leaned in, her lips finding mine in a sensual kiss. It was a kiss filled with promises while her hard cast was between my legs rubbing against my penis that reacted right away.

Our lips parted, and Emma's eyes held a glimmer of mischief. "I think you need more than just a kiss, don't you?" She said rubbing me slowly, I couldn't resist this beautiful woman, I was rock hard by now.

She slid down my leg, I pulled her by her broken leg and while I was rubbing her hard cast she freed my hard penis from my pants and lightly kissed the tip before making her way down my long and thick shaft. She made her way back up to the top and slowly covered it with her mouth and lips. I was moaning from pure pleasure enjoying every second with this moment.

My pre-cum was dripping from her mouth. I was moaning louder and louder. With one hand she cupped my balls, and from her other hand she slipped 2 fingers into her vagina. She moved her mouth and sexy lips faster and faster over my fully erected penis. Cum came bursting out and poured into her mouth. She took in most of it and my own orgasm subsided.

"Now it's your turn, I will be careful around your broken leg love." I said as I spread her leg and long black cast apart. I ran my fingers along her wetness, and then put them into her mouth looking deep into her eyes.

I leaned forward and kissed her all over. She needed me, wanted me, moaning with every touch and licked. I lightly pressed my tongue against her lips and her moans grew louder. I rapidly moved my tongue in and out and slid 1 finger. Her orgasm began to build up, and within a moment she was cumming. She let out a loud scream.

"Help me get ready for a shower before the captain's dinner" She asked, kissing me.

With her black cast propped up I took the plastic protector designed for her cast and carefully slid it over her broken leg, ensuring it covered every inch of her cast securely.

"There you go," I said, my fingers brushing her leg gently as I made sure it was properly sealed.

After the refreshing shower, Emma stood before me, wrapped in a plush towel, her hair damp and tousled. She looked so damn sexy on one leg. "Thank you for your help, Lucas," she said, her gratitude evident in her eyes.

I couldn't resist running my fingers through her wet hair, a soft smile tugging at my lips while I kissed her long neck. "Anything for you, Emma."

She removed the towel that was draped around her and just smiled at me. I carefully helped her into a pair of sheer pantyhose for her left leg, taking extra care to touch and appreciate her cast. Then, I gently slipped on a chic black high heel on her left foot. She looked stunning and elegant.

As I helped her step into the blue dress and zipped it up, my fingers brushed against her breasts, her hard nipples sending a gentle jolt of electricity. Emma, facing me, her blue eyes locking with mine, I caressed her cheek with my thumb and we kissed.

I extended my hand to help her rise from the edge of the bed. As she carefully balanced on her left foot, she gracefully positioned her crutches under her arms. Her smile radiated with love. Emma's crutches created a soft, rhythmic beat against the polished deck. I walked beside her, my hand lightly resting on the small of her back, offering support towards the captains table. It became too irresistible to resist, I know bad choice of words but it's the truth, I leaned down to meet Emma's lips in a sweet, lingering kiss.

What we weren't expecting was that the captain of this lovely cruise ship was...

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Clip 317 Broken leg, cast, crutches, SLC part 2

A High-Tech Romance part 5 (audio file)

 Part 5

Clip 316 Broken leg, cast, crutches, SLC part 1

A High-Tech Romance part 5

 Emma, dressed in a pencil skirt and blouse, hobbled on her crutches toward my car. Her radiant smile was infectious, and it filled my heart. I was struck by the resilience with which she embraced life, during this AI experience in her full leg cast.

As she approached, she clearly moved effortlessly on her crutches, she looked like a pro. I opened the car door for her, she kissed my cheek, and carefully eased herself onto the seat, her leg cast extended in front of her.

Once she was settled, I placed her crutches in the back seat. I then took my place behind the wheel, ready for our shopping adventure. The prospect of finding the perfect gowns and dresses for our upcoming cruise was exciting.

As we drove through the city, Emma's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and I couldn't wait to see this tall and beautiful woman in those beautiful dresses that will make our cruise an unforgettable experience.

Our first stop was a boutique known for its elegant and unique gowns. I parked the car, and Emma, with my arm for support, hopped out of the car and positioned her crutches under her arms. Together, we walked into the boutique, the soft modern sound announced our arrival.

The boutique was one of Emma's favourites with gowns in every shade and style imaginable. Emma's eyes widened with delight as she took in the array of new choices. With determination in her step, she began to explore the racks, her crutches guiding her toward the dresses that caught her eye.

I watched in awe as she effortlessly balanced on one leg, carefully selecting dresses to try on. Her leg cast added a unique charm to her presence, and I couldn't help but fantasize about helping her undress and put on these dresses.

As Emma began to make her selections, she turned to me back on her crutches with a playful glint in her eyes.

"Lucas, I think it's only fair that you pick out a gown for me to try on that would look amazing with my long cast as well and totally please you."

I grinned at her suggestion, "my pleasure."

With a sense of purpose, I scoured the racks, searching for a gown that would compliment her beauty, our adventure and her recreational broken leg. Finally, I found it, wow, it was a stunning midnight blue dress with delicate lace that seemed tailor-made for Emma's long firm physique.

As I handed her the gown, her eyes lit up with anticipation. "You have great taste. Bring the dresses please."

She headed toward the dressing room swinging her leg cast between her crutches, and I waited outside, eager to see her in the dress.

"Hummm Lucas, could you help me zip down my skirt please." She asked.

When I walked in she dropped her crutches and leaned forward against the changing room wall. I slowly unzip her pencil skirt and slide it down her cast and leg. I moved the skirt past her casted foot. Before me I had her small waist and her attractive tight round butt.

She hopped and turned to face me, wearing only her long black cast and a smile. With both her hands on my shoulders she forced me down on my knee in front of her. I bent forwards and licked all around her panties that were so wet already and she moaned quietly. I brought her so close to her orgasm before smiling at her and walking out of the change room.

"You are so mean Lucas..." She said breathing hard...

Moments later, the curtain parted, and my sexy princess emerged in the gown, her smile radiant as she twirled slowly on her crutches to showcase its beauty.

The small and sexy dress hugged her tight ass and firm breasts, and the midnight blue accentuated her elegance against the black cast. I was speechless as I took in her beauty, and I couldn't help but admire the way her broken leg added to her unique charm.

"Wow, that dress was made for you,"

Emma's laughter echoed in the boutique, a joyful sound that made my heart soar. "I think you're right."

With that, we continued our shopping adventure, trying on gowns and dresses that would make our Caribbean cruise memorable. The day was filled with laughter, shared secrets, and moments of tenderness as she navigated the day on her crutches.

With our bags filled with dresses and gowns fit for a steamy cruise, we made our way back to the car. I helped Emma into her seat, ensuring her leg cast was comfortable. As I started the engine, I turned to her with a grin.

She leaned over, her lips brushing and kissing my cheek, and she whispered, "Get ready for a wild week."

I couldn't resist her anymore and I turned toward her, my arm slipping around her waist, pulling her closer against me. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, filled with promises of the unforgettable moments we were yet to share.

As our lips parted, I met Emma's gaze, and her eyes held some deep secrets.

After our shopping adventure, we decided to celebrate the day's success with a romantic dinner at one of Los Angeles' classic restaurants. The evening was warm, and as we strolled toward the restaurant, I stared at Emma's long leg cast exposed under her black cocktail dress and a 3 inch stiletto pump on her left foot completed the look.

The restaurant had a timeless charm, with soft candlelight casting a warm glow on the polished wooden tables. We were led to our table by a petite server with an air of sophistication and a little extra. She, too, had a cast, a walking cast on left leg with a red rubber heel that accentuated her limp ahead of us.

As we settled into our seats, the lovely young woman took Emma's crutches away and slid a space chair under her cast. Emma's curiosity got the better of her in about 5 minutes, and she couldn't resist asking our server about her cast.

"I couldn't help but notice your walking cast. How did you injure your leg?"

Our server smiled warmly, blushed and her eyes met Emma while her left hand rested on my girlfriend's black cast and toes to my complete surprise.

"Oh, it's a rather long story, but let's just say I had a bit of an adventure recently. It's a reminder to cherish bondage experiments when it goes great, don't you think?"

Emma nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with understanding extremely turned on by this petite woman's honesty and directness. "Absolutely. Look at my leg miss, sometimes, life surprises us in unexpected ways." She said and wink at the server.

I couldn't help but be intrigued by our server's story, and I found myself studying her casted leg and toes inside a small white sock discreetly. Her presence added an unexpected layer of fascination to our evening.

"It's interesting, isn't it? Hearing about her bondage adventure gone wrong and seeing her cast. It makes me appreciate the AI adventure we've embarked on." Emma said.

As we enjoyed our meal, the restaurant's ambience created an atmosphere of intimacy. During our conversation, our server gracefully limped from table to table, ensuring each guest had a delightful dining experience. However, as she walked by our table, the little white sock covering her toes on her walking cast slid off and fell to the floor. Emma, always attentive, didn't hesitate. She leaned down, picked up the sock, and extended it toward our server.

The young woman, grateful for Emma's kindness, smiled warmly and nodded her thanks. Again she surprised us when she lifted her broken ankle and gingerly positioned her walking cast on Emma's long black cast.

Emma carefully slipped the sock back onto our server's casted foot, their eyes met while her long fingers rubbed the young woman's toes, and there was an unspoken understanding between them.

Our server spoke softly, staring at my girlfriend. "Thank you."

Emma smiled in response.

As the server continued on her rounds, Emma's gaze returned to me, her eyes reflecting the shared connection she had just experienced with another sexy injured woman. I'm sure she could see lust and envy in my eyes.

With the night drawing to a close, I kept rubbing Emma exposed toes and looked ahead to our Caribbean cruise even more than I did already.

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Clip 314 Broken foot, cast, crutches, SLC

A High-Tech Romance part 4 (audio file)

 Part 4

Clip 313 Sprained ankle, wrap, crutches

A High-Tech Romance part 4

 "Lucas, I can't help but wonder how it would feel to have a full leg cast. I want to experience that incredible sensation with you"

Her words ignited a flurry of emotions within me, surprise, excitement, and sexual attraction. I couldn't help but smile, putting the finishing touches on her long leg cast. The cast extended from mid foot to the upper thigh. It held her leg at an angle that was elegant and graceful, making it impossible to stand on it. The deep black of the cast added a sensual touch, with each layer expertly applied and moulded to perfection to follow her perfectly shaped leg.

With the full leg cast now securely in place, I lifted the cast by her foot and softly kissed and licked her exposed toes, introducing sensory elements to further enhance Emma's experience. The sensations were gentle, sending shivers of sexual pleasure and excitement through her.

Her blue eyes closed for a moment, her lips parting in a soft gasp as she surrendered to my exquisite touch and one of her fingers slid inside her vagina. Then using a gentle touch, the same wet finger traced the contours of her leg cast, leaving a sexual trace.

Her eyes met mine, I approached her, my hand against her long leg cast, her gaze never left mine, her eyes reflecting pure lust when I picked her up and walked towards my bedroom.

Emma's fingers found their way to my face, her touch soft and tender. She leaned in, her lips meeting mine in a kiss.

I laid her down on the bed then leaned over her and kissed her again, softly and slowly. I pulled off her top. I didn't know lingerie well but her bra was a fancy white C cup bra. It held her breasts in a way that gave a large view of her cleavage. Her thong was made of the same material.

I undressed and finished undressing her. I raised her long cast on my shoulder.

"I want you to make love to me Lucas."

I kissed her full lips and started pushing my penis into her, sexual juices increasing with each stroke. Her wet vagina was tight around my large penis. While holding on to her beautiful long cast she started to moan louder and louder while her clitoris was stimulated sending her closer to her orgasm.

I slid one finger against her clitoris and pushed in even deeper when she threw her head back and let out a loud moan as she convulsed around my penis. It was intense sexual pleasure for both of us.

As she laid beside me onto the bed, her long leg cast extended gracefully, I positioned the pillows to elevate her leg gently, ensuring her comfort. Emma looked up at me with a soft, appreciative smile, her eyes reflecting love.

"Thank you, Lucas, that was amazing" she whispered, almost moaning still.

I leaned in closer, my gaze locked with hers, and I planted a kiss on her lips while I caressed her large breasts slowly. In that moment, as we lay there with Emma in her sexy leg cast we were no longer just two people brought together by fate and AI. We were lovers.

Over the course of the evening, we shared stories, dreams, and whispered confidences. I found myself captivated by Emma's wit, and her intelligence. I loved the way her extended cast added a unique charm to her already sexy presence, it accentuated the elegance of her leg.

At one point, Emma caught me gazing at her cast with a smile.

"You really do have a thing for casts, don't you?" she teased, her eyes filled with mischief.

"Yes" I said before making love to her again tenderly.

The morning sun filtered through the cabin's curtains as I slowly stirred from a restful sleep, I couldn't help but smile at the sight before me.

Emma was already awake sitting at the edge of the bed, her long, black cast extending gracefully in front of her. I watched her rise from the bed with determination. She leaned over, her hand reaching for the crutches, while her beautiful cast remained suspended in the air.

Her long fingers curled around the crutches, and she struggled to stand for the first time with a long and heavy leg cast. It was like a dance as she shifted her weight from the bed to her crutches, while looking at her cast that remained untouched by the ground.

"Good morning, Lucas," she greeted me with a radiant smile.

"Good morning," I replied, my heart swelling with affection. "How did you sleep with your poor leg?"

She shifted her weight on the crutches, she already knew to put all of her weight on her hands while her casted leg hovered gracefully above the hardwood floor.

"Surprisingly well, considering I just broke my leg in 3 places," she said with a wink. "This cast isn't as bad as I thought it would be."

I chuckled, admiring her participation in our recreational story and her grace on crutches.

"My dear, you make it look effortless," I remarked.

"Thank you but I may need some practice on the stairs," she admitted with a playful smile.

"But I'm ready to face our daily routine."

As she slowly moved towards the bathroom, I watched both her sexy long legs in admiration. She was clearly a strong woman and she was determined to make this very unconventional adventure a success.

Over breakfast with her black cast on a spare chair, resting on pillows, we discussed our plans for the day. The cabin's lake and surroundings were promising adventures with Emma on crutches. We talked about taking a leisurely walk through the woods, enjoying the beauty of nature, and relishing in the simplicity of the moment while totally disconnected.

Emma's excitement for her situation was palpable. She was determined to make the most of our time in the woods, to maximize the temporary challenge her full leg cast presented. She had a glint in her eyes while I was totally turned on sexually by everything that she was offering.

"I'm going to dress the part," she declared with a mischievous smile.

I grin, curious about her plans. Emma hopped on one leg using the furniture as crutches, over to her suitcase and rummaged through it, selecting an outfit that represented cabin life. She emerged from the bathroom wearing a flannel shirt, a pair of well-fitted jeans with the right leg cut off, and a comfortable hiking boot on her left foot. Her extended black cast was fully on display and gave an intriguing contrast to her outdoor attire.

"I'm ready," she announced and ready she was, she looked so beautiful leaning on her crutches. I decided to add a touch of warmth to her ensemble. I reached into my suitcase and retrieved one of my long, thick white socks.

"I thought this might make you more comfortable in the forest."

She looked at me in surprise. I knelt down in front of her, gently lifted her broken leg with utmost care, I began to slide the long sock over her extended black cast. It was a simple gesture, but one filled with tenderness.

Emma's eyes met mine, "You always think of the little details. Are you sure you did not have a previous girlfriend with a broken leg in the past?"

I nodded," No you are my first"

With her toes now comfortably tucked inside the sock, Emma wiggle them playfully. Since that was one of my fetishes I couldn't resist leaning in to place a gentle kiss on her red lips.

I slid my tongue past her lips, she felt a surge of sexual energy. Our kiss was sensual, my mouth was hungry for her.

"Lets go before I undress you" She said smiling at me with the toes at the end of her cast rubbing against my leg.

As we made our way outside, the sounds of nature surrounded us, the chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves. As we walked, Emma's crutches created a beautiful rhythm. With the sun's gentle rays caressing our faces, I turned to Emma, a question burning.

"Emma, how would you feel about going on a Caribbean cruise with me? A beautiful week-long journey starting from Miami?"

Her eyes lit up with surprise and delight. She turned to face me,

"A Caribbean cruise? In my full leg cast and crutches? That sounds incredible, Lucas."

Emma's smile grew, she took a few steps closer and she leaned in, her lips softly brushing against my lips before her cast rubbed against my leg. It was a gesture of a silent affirmation of the love between us and the complete understanding of this fetish.

Part 5 to come
K

Clip 312, jeep accident, 2 broken legs, LLC, hospital

A High-Tech Romance part 3 (audio file)

 Part 3

Clip 313 Sprained ankle, wrap, crutches