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Mom & Daughter chapter 10
Mom & Daughter
Chapter 10
From Dave
I stood at the entrance of my restaurant, dressed in a sleek Batman suit for the ball. The cape hung perfectly, and the mask added an air of mystery. My broken leg was now in a long black cast, bent at the knee, totally non weight bearing. I leaned on my crutches, trying to welcome my clients while maintaining my balance.
The masquerade ball was in full swing, the restaurant transformed into a scene of elegant mystery. Lights dimmed low, flickering lanterns cast a warm glow over the guests, and the soft hum of conversation filled the air. Everyone was dressed to the nines, hidden behind intricate masks, their identities concealed but their excitement palpable.
As I stood at the entrance of my restaurant, my broken leg inches from the floor, I couldn't contain my excitement. I was eagerly waiting for Sarah and Hannah to arrive. The anticipation of seeing them both in their outfits, filled me with a mix of nervousness and joy. The thought of their elegance and beauty, despite their situations, made my heart race. This night was going to be special, and I was thrilled to share it with them.
I glanced outside, catching sight of the approaching van. My heart pounded with anticipation as I positioned myself at the door, ready to welcome my special guests. As it pulled up, I watched eagerly, A first door opened, and I saw Sarah slowly slide out her long partly crippled legs, her movements careful and deliberate. She stood with the help of the driver, positioned forearm crutches and leaned back against the van, balancing herself on her two long leg braces and high-heeled shoes. Her braced legs were covered in sleek black leather and that added an elegant touch to her appearance.
After noticing me, she gracefully with determined effort, steadied herself and began to to slide her sexy long legs towards the back of the van on her crutches. Her movements were pure resilience, each step showcasing her upper body strengths and determination. As she reached the back she talked to the driver and he carefully retrieved Hannah's crutches. Looking at this beautiful tall woman, it was fair to say that...
These sexy legs were no longer made for walking.
Hannah, waiting patiently, extended her hand to receive the crutches from the driver. He handed them over, his fingers brushing lightly against Hannah's as they exchanged a warm, supportive smile. "Here you go, miss, be careful not to fall with your broken leg," He said softly, the young driver's voice filled with attraction.
"Thanks," Hannah replied, her gratitude evident as she positioned the crutches under her arms, adjusting to the familiar position.
Hannah's long leg cast covered in black complimented her sleek black dress. She was so sexy. With a practised motion, she balanced herself on the crutches, her movements fluid and confident. She was careful with each step she took, her broken leg hovering just above the ground. I was mesmerized by the 2 lovely women, some would say I was falling in love with both somehow.
As I continued to watch, the Uber driver went to the back and retrieved Sarah's wheelchair. He unfolded it and brought it around to the side of the van. The sight of Sarah, poised and ready, took my breath away. With practised ease, Sarah slid into her wheelchair, her movements fluid and confident. She leaned forward slightly, unlocking the long braces from her legs with a soft click, allowing them to bend at the knee, her elegance was increased by being a wheelchair user and she knew it.
"Thank you," Sarah said to the driver.
While watching them together, I stepped forward on my crutches, eager to welcome them properly. "Good evening, ladies! Welcome to the masquerade ball. You both look absolutely stunning," I called out, my voice warm with genuine admiration.
Sarah's eyes sparkled behind her mask as she rolled closer, unable to stop staring at my long cast, the leg that she broke. "Thank you, Dave. We're excited to be here. You look quite dashing yourself,I love that new accessory" she replied, her smile lighting up her face.
Hannah nodded in agreement, her crutches moving smoothly as she approached. "Yes, you do, Dave. Thank you for having us," she added, her tone filled with genuine appreciation and maybe more because she leaned forward and kissed me on the lips in front of her mom.
I held the door open for them, my heart swelling with joy. "Please, come in. Let me know if you need any assistance. I'm here to make sure you have a wonderful and very special evening," I said, my eyes following their graceful entrance.
As Sarah and Hannah made their way into the restaurant, I couldn't help but notice something different about them, there was a sexual pull between them, between us. The air was thick with unspoken words and an electric tension that crackled every time our eyes met. I adjusted my crutches, the pain in my broken leg reminding me of our shared experiences and the unique bond we were beginning to form.
Inside, the restaurant was bathed in soft, ambient lighting, the perfect backdrop for the evening's festivities. Guests mingled in their own festive attire, but my focus remained on Sarah and Hannah.
"Shall we find a table?" I suggested, my voice betraying a hint of nervous excitement. Sarah smiled and nodded, she gracefully moved around the place in her wheelchair. As beautiful as she was struggling on her crutches earlier, to see her work the room in her wheelchair was even sexier to me.
"Lead the way, Dave," she said softly, her eyes never leaving mine. I guided them to a cozy corner, ensuring there was ample space for Sarah's wheelchair and a chair for Hannah to elevate her long cast.
"Is this comfortable for you both?" I asked, looking from Sarah to Hannah.
"Yes, it's perfect," Sarah replied, her voice warm. Hannah settled into her chair, positioning her crutches carefully beside her.
Hannah looked at me with a mischievous glint in her eye, a devilish smile playing on her lips.
"Dave, could you help me lift my cast onto the spare chair please?" she asked sweetly and innocently.
I looked at Sarah and she said "It's ok, I know you know each other Dave, don't worry we are Hannah and Sarah tonight friends with benefits and I'm willing to share you with her.
The request was simple enough when on 2 legs, but with my broken leg, it would be a challenge. I couldn't resist her smile, even if it meant pushing my limits. "Of course, Hannah'"
Leaning on my crutches, I hobbled over to her. Every step was a careful balance of weight and coordination, my black cast was slightly bent at the knee. I reached her side, adjusting my stance to stay steady.
The closeness of her long cast against me sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a rush of desire inside me. Lifting it rubbed against my erected penis, I slowly kissed her exposed toes, feeling the softness of her skin against my lips. Her quiet moans were lovely; it filled the air, making my heart race.
I continued to explore her broken leg, my hands tracing the contours of the hard casting material. The feel of it sent tingles through my body, a physical manifestation of my attraction. I ran my fingers gently across the surface of the black cast cover, feeling the smoothness beneath my fingertips
I moved her cast onto the spare chair, making sure it was positioned comfortably. "There you go, Is that okay?"
Hannah's smile widened. "Perfect, thank you, Dave, I know why Sarah loves you so much."
I smiled back, feeling the warmth of her words. "Anything for both of you, Hannah," I said, settling back onto my own chair. Despite the pain in my broken leg, the bond we were building made every moment worthwhile.
Sarah's wheelchair moved closer to where I sat on my chair facing me. She lowered her arms, her hands gently picking up my broken leg onto her lap. The cast rested there, and with a tender touch, she began to caress the length of it, her fingers tracing the contours of the hard cast.
Then her hands went to her own long and sexy crippled legs and she...
Conclusion to come
K
Monday, June 3, 2024
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Mom & Daughter chapter 9
Mom & Daughter
Chapter 9
From Hannah POV
The next morning, after I finished my morning routine, I grabbed my crutches and joined Mom in the kitchen, where the aroma of freshly brewed coffee smelled amazing. With a smile, I poured myself a cup and settled at the table, my crutches leaning against the chair, eager to hear about Mom's evening at Dave's place.
"So, Mom," I began, leaning in with curiosity, "how was your night? Did you have a wonderful time with Dave?" My eyes twinkled with excitement, reflecting the anticipation bubbling within me.
Mom's face lit up with joy as she recounted part of the enchanting evening. "Oh, Hannah, it was very nice," she exclaimed, her voice carrying the echoes of the night's enchantment.
"The ambience, the music, the company, it was all so delightful. And Dave," she added with a playful glint in her eye, "the perfect gentleman."
I couldn't help but smile at Mom's animated description. Her happiness was infectious, igniting a sense of anticipation and eagerness within me for the upcoming parties while in this lovely red cast. Little did I know, the night would bring mystery, setting the stage for unforgettable moments. After Mom finished sharing her excitement, she turned to me with a gleam in her eyes.
"Hannah, I have something special planned for us tonight. How would you like to attend a masquerade ball at Dave's restaurant with me?"
Surprise and delight lit up my face as I processed Mom's invitation. "Really, Mom? That sounds amazing! I'd love to go with you." Mom beamed at my response while she looked at my red cast and crutches, her eyes telling me so much.
"It'll be a night to remember, you will be my +1. We'll dress up, immerse ourselves in the enchanting atmosphere, and create beautiful memories together. It's a black and white masquerade ball, the theme is dark and secretive." She rolled closer to me and caressed my cast.
I nodded eagerly, already envisioning the magical potential of the evening ahead. The idea of attending a masquerade ball with Mom, both dressed in sexy attire, to show off my long leg cast and surrounded by mystery, would give me a chance to act on fetishes and maybe meet other fetishists in their own world.
As we continued to chat about our plans for the evening, the anticipation and excitement grew, setting the stage for a night of enchantment, lust and unforgettable experiences at Dave's masquerade ball. Spending the night with Mom and lovely Dave was a plus.
The excitement of the masquerade ball lingered in the air as I sat with Mom, she had my cast on her lap and was rubbing it and from time to time teasing my exposed toes. Looking at her I was contemplating whether to reveal that I already knew Dave. Thoughts raced through my mind as I weighed the pros and cons of sharing this information.
As we sipped our morning coffee, Mom's cheerful demeanour was infectious. "I can't wait for tonight," she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "It's going to be so much fun!"
I nodded in agreement, a smile playing on my lips. "It definitely will be," I replied, my mind drifting to the secret I held.
Dave's hand had touched my leg when I was at his restaurant, the texture of my cast eliciting a strange arousal. I could feel his eyes on me, taking in the sight of me on my crutches. He was attracted to this vulnerable version of me, and it made me feel both powerful and desired at the same time.
But it was so much more complicated than just an older man attracted to a younger woman in a full leg cast and on crutches trying to look sexy. As I watched Mom's expression the last few days, I realized something else, she, too, was attracted to Dave sexually. For a moment and just one quick moment, I felt a pang of jealousy, wondering what it would be like to be the one he was fawning over instead. Would he prefer the young and vibrant woman in a leg cast and crutches or the mature, sexy woman with the sexy long legs in a wheelchair...or...both?
The dilemma grew on me as I considered Mom's reaction. Would she be surprised? Mad? Excited? Concerned? It was hard to predict, and the uncertainty added to my internal debate.
Finally, after much deliberation, I decided to keep my knowledge of Dave to myself for the time being. I didn't want to spoil the excitement of the masquerade ball or create any unnecessary additional sexual tension other than her rubbing my cast and toes. Plus, there was something thrilling about keeping this secret, like having a special surprise waiting to be revealed at the right moment to my date for the ball.
I was determined to enjoy the evening to the fullest and keep the secret tucked away, I smiled at Mom and said, "I can't wait either, Mom. It's going to be magical. Sarah and Hannah on a date"
At that moment, I felt a rush of excitement for the night ahead, filled with mystery, elegance, and the possibility of unexpected surprises. I leaned over to Sarah and kissed her lips with my hands rubbing her soft legs. As she reacted to my touch, I think she realized that she needed to take back the lead, she was back being Mom, leaned in closer, her expression slightly sombre.
"You know, the evening had a bit of a rough ending," she confided. Surprised, I asked. "What happened?"
Mom sighed softly. "Well, Dave actually broke his leg. It was quite a serious accident."
Concern filled my voice as I asked, "Is he okay? How did it happen?"
"He's going to be, but it was a tricky fall, his leg will be immobilized for months and he will be using crutches"
"I hope he's not in too much pain." I said, I was already fantasizing about seeing him in that cast.
"He's a tough one." Mom responded with a reassuring smile, but as she tried to transfer from her wheelchair to the nearby couch, swinging her crippled legs she was beautiful. As she struggled, I offered my assistance. "Let me help you, Sarah."
"No, I've got this."
My heart raced as I watched her while thinking about Dave's injury, a mix of excitement was swirling inside me. The thought of seeing him in a beautiful medical cast and crutches was exciting. It was a serious accident that would keep him immobilized for months and relying on crutches to move around. I tried to stay focused on the evening ahead, but the revelation of Dave's condition was a twist I hadn't anticipated.
I should be honest with mom and tell her that I've always had a secret attraction to male in cast and using crutches since high school. Maybe it's the vulnerability or the way their bodies move, but something about a man in a cast or on crutches is incredibly appealing to me sexually. I've never told anybody about this.
I love to take care of them, to aid them in their recovery. Helping them get around, getting them what they need, it's both a nurturing and a sexual experience for me. The helplessness they feel can sometimes leave them at my mercy, and I find it both arousing and appealing. Seeing them dependent on me for their needs is a power dynamic that I find immensely enjoyable.
Later on, I helped Mom get ready. Despite our unique situations, mom in her wheelchair and me on crutches with a full leg recreational cast, I felt we both looked incredibly sexy in our own way. I assisted her into a sexy black leather dress that hugged her curves perfectly. She wore her long leg brace and they were also covered in matching black leather, adding a fierce edge to her look. As I helped her with her mask over her eyes, my fingers brushed up against the smooth leather of her leg braces then moved up to her lovely breasts with their hard nipples, she was clearly feeling stylish, sexy and very desirable.
Then, it was my turn. Mom helped me slip a black cast cover over my long red cast, ensuring it fit snugly. I stood and slid on a black sleeveless dress that showcased my strong long leg from hours at the gym, my full leg cast along with my toned arms. To complete the look, I wore a pump on my right foot, which added a touch of elegance and danger tonight.
As we finished getting ready, I looked at us in the mirror and couldn't help but smile. Because of everything, we both looked ready for the masquerade ball...
...and possibly much more...
Chapter 10 to come
K
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