Monday, July 15, 2024
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It all started when...conclusion
It all started when...
Conclusion
Brooke, sitting in her wheelchair with her lovely red cast on her lower left leg, helped Zoe pick out the perfect outfit for the party. Brooke was meticulously selecting a very sexy pencil skirt, pantyhose, heels, and a blouse. Her attention to detail was impeccable, ensuring Zoe would look and feel her best.
"How about this skirt?" Brooke suggested, holding up a short leather skirt. "It'll go perfectly with these pantyhose and a sexy high heel pump on your good foot."
Zoe smiled, appreciating Brooke's effort. "It's perfect. Thank you," she said, leaning down from her crutches and kissing Brooke on the lips.
When the day arrived, Zoe joined Brooke in the living room, wearing the black leather skirt, a white blouse, a 4-inch heel on one foot, and her crutches. Her full leg cast was prominently displayed, and she moved gracefully despite the challenge of the heavy cast and crutches. Standing beside Brooke in her wheelchair, Zoe greeted our guests with a warm smile, her happiness and love for my wife shining through. I walked into the room, my eyes immediately drawn to my two beautiful women, and joined them.
"You both look stunning," I whispered in their ears, my lips brushing against their soft skin.
Zoe looked up at me, her eyes full of desire. "I can't wait to get you alone with Brooke," she said, her voice low and sultry.
Brooke smiled, her hand reaching up to caress Zoe's tight ass in her leather skirt. "We'll have to make sure Zoe's broken ankle is comfortable," she teased.
"And your broken foot, Brooke,"
How could I resist these two sexy women?
As the night progressed, Brooke, Zoe, and I mingled with our friends, sharing laughter and stories. Brooke, adept at navigating her wheelchair, moved gracefully through the crowd, her red cast drawing admiring glances and sympathetic smiles. Zoe, balancing on her crutches with her full leg cast, looked so graceful and beautiful. She charmed everyone with her warmth and wit, despite the obvious challenges.
Our living room buzzed with lively conversations. Zoe stood beside Brooke, engaging in a deep conversation with our friend, Sarah. "You look amazing Zoe," Sarah said, glancing at the long white cast.
"I've never been in a cast, I bet It must be tough being unable to bend your knee, but you handle it so well."
Zoe smiled, her eyes twinkling. "Thank you, Sarah. It's been a journey, but having Nathan and Brooke by my side makes all the difference."
Meanwhile, Brooke was chatting with Mark and Jenny, her wheelchair positioned beside them. "I'm so glad you could make it," Brooke said, her eyes reflecting genuine happiness.
"There is a rumour that Zoe was a client of yours? I'm sure that's not true."
Mark nodded, his expression serious. "You know me better than that Mark, I would never do that."
As I moved through the room and chatted with friends, I kept an eye on my two incredible women. They were handling the night with such poise, turning what could have been an awkward situation into a celebration of love and a new ty[e of open relationship. I joined a group gathered around Zoe and Brooke, eager to be part of the conversation.
"Nathan, you and Brooke have created something really special here," Jenny said, her voice filled with admiration.
"Thank you, Jenny, It hasn't always been easy, but seeing Zoe happy and thriving makes it all worthwhile."
At one point, Zoe found herself surrounded by a group of her sexy younger friends. Among them was Emily, sporting a bright pink short arm cast. As Zoe shared her experiences of adjusting to life with a long leg cast and crutches, the friendship and so much more was obvious between the 2 women.
"Zoe, that white cast and black leather skirt combination is very sexy," Emily said, giving her a gentle hug with her pink casted arm.
Zoe blushed, leaning on her crutches for support. "Thank you, Emily. You look amazing, though I'm sorry you broke your arm. Hope it wasn't too painful."
Emily laughed softly, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Actually, my arm isn't broken. Nathan helped me get it casted. It's a recreational arm cast."
Zoe's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? My Nathan? That's interesting. I never would have guessed!"
Emily nodded, smiling. "Yeah, I wanted to experience it for a while. Nathan was kind enough to help me out. It's been an eye-opening experience, to say the least."
"Well, it suits you."
As the night drew to a close, Brooke and I exchanged a knowing glance. Our friends had embraced Zoe wholeheartedly, and the evening had been a resounding success. When the last guest had left, Brooke, Zoe, and I sat together, reflecting on the night. I felt a growing desire for my two beautiful women. After the guests were all gone, I knew it was time. With a mischievous grin, I suggested we retire to OUR bedroom.
Brooke and Zoe exchanged a glance, and I could see the pure sexual excitement in their eyes as we made our way to the bedroom. I started by undressing Zoe, taking my time to unbutton her blouse, caress her firm breasts and slide off her leather skirt sling that long white cast. She stood before me in just her bra and panties, standing on her crutches and looking so desirable and sexy.
"You're so beautiful," I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear and smiling.
I turned my attention to Brooke, helping her out of her wheelchair and onto the bed. She lay there, her crippled long legs spread open and vulnerable, waiting for me to touch and please her. I started by kissing her exposed toes at the end of her red cast, my tongue liking them as our bodies pressed together. She moaned softly, her hands reaching up to touch my hair.
As we kissed, I let my hands wander, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. She arched her back in pleasure, part of her crippled body moving beneath me. I could feel Zoe's gaze on us, and I knew she wanted to be a part of the action. I broke away from Brooke's lips and turned to face her.
"We want you," I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear.
Zoe smiled, dropped her crutches and hopped to the bed, her eyes full of desire. "Take me," she said, her voice full of excitement.
I helped her onto the bed, positioning her so that her long cast was supported. She lay there, her body open and vulnerable, waiting for me to touch her. I started by kissing her lips, my tongue exploring her mouth as our bodies pressed together. She moaned softly, her hands reaching down between my legs.
As we kissed, I let my hands wander, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. She arched her back in pleasure, her body moving beneath me. I could feel the sexual tension building, the sexual energy between us growing stronger with every passing moment.
Brooke reached down, her fingers finding their way to Zoe's wet vagina. She moaned softly, her body writhing beneath me while Brooke slid her fingers in and out. She teased her clitoris, rubbing it gently as she moaned in pleasure. I could feel her getting closer, her body tensing up as she approached orgasm. We were now in control of our younger broken lover.
As she came, I turned my attention to Brooke, my own fingers finding their way to her wet pussy. She moaned softly, her body moving beneath me.
I teased her clitoris, rubbing it gently as she moaned in pleasure. I could feel her getting closer, her body tensing up as she approached orgasm. I entered her, my penis sliding deep inside her wet pussy. She moaned softly, her body moving beneath me. My hips moving back and forth as I drove myself deeper inside her. She moaned louder, her voice filling the room. I knew it was time to finish. I let go, my orgasm exploding from me in a rush of pleasure. I moaned loudly, my body shaking as I came inside her.
We knew this was just the beginning, with many more adventures to come. But for now, we were content. We had found a new way to connect, a new way to express our love for each other. We knew it was something special, something that could last a lifetime... maybe.
Zoe was caressing Brooke's red leg cast when she turned towards me and asked,
"Nathan, who is Emily to you?"
The end
K
Saturday, July 13, 2024
Friday, July 12, 2024
It all started when... chapter 9
It all started when...
Chapter 9
She smiled and slipped her hand under the waistband of her panties looking for her clitoris already swollen with desire. She began to rub slow circles, her other hand all over her new cast, moaning softly as the pleasure built. She imagined a man's tongue on her, I imagined mine licking and sucking her clit until she came hard.
She slipped a second finger inside herself, feeling her wetness coat her fingers. Pleasing herself harder and faster. She moaned louder, unable to contain her pleasure.
"You like watching me Nathan? Your broken lover masturbating"
Zoe's eyes grew even wider, and we both saw Brooke in her wheelchair in the doorway, watching her, watching us. Zoe blushed, but didn't stop and I was speechless.
"Come here," Zoe moaned, her voice pleading with sexual desire.
Brooke wheeled herself over to the bed, her eyes fixed on Zoe's hand between her cast and long leg.
"I've been listening to you moan," Brooke said, her voice low and needy.
Zoe reached out and grabbed Brooke arm with her dripping fingers, pulling her closer, their lips meeting in a hungry kiss. Zoe's fingers never stopped moving, and Brooke moaned into her mouth.
"I want you," Zoe said, breaking the kiss. "I want you to make me come."
Brooke nodded, her eyes glazed with desire. She reached down and slipped her hand under Zoe's nightgown, she began to rub slow circles, matching Zoe's rhythm. Zoe moaned, throwing her head back. She spread her cast and leg wider, giving Brooke better access. My wife took the younger woman broken ankle in it's cast between her own legs and then she slipped a finger inside Zoe, literally fucking her slow and deep right in front of me.
"Oh god Brooke, it's my broken tibia you are rubbing against..." Zoe moaned in some pain while smiling. I had to rub myself after that.
That didn't slow Brooke down, she added a second finger, going harder and faster. Zoe's moans grew louder, filling the room.
"I'm so close," Zoe said, her voice strained while her own hand grabbed Brooke's left crippled foot and kissed it, squeezed it hard.
Brooke redoubled her efforts, Zoe's back arched off the bed as she came, her moans echoing through the room. My wife slipped her fingers out and brought them to her mouth, sucking Zoe's juices off with a satisfied smile. The sexy young woman just smiled at first.
I watched in awe as Brooke brought Zoe to orgasm right in front of me. The sight of their bodies intertwined, the sounds of their moans filling the room, it was all so erotic. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as I watched them like never before.
The sexy young woman just smiled at first, before leaning down to whisper something in Brooke's ear.
"Do you trust me?" I heard her ask, her voice low and sultry. Brooke nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation while she licked her lips. And that's when Zoe started to touch, kiss, and twist Brooke's cripple left foot, focusing on her 5th metatarsal with her fingers.
Zoe's tongue darted out, licking Brooke's left foot and ankle from heel to toe. She could taste the saltiness of Brooke's skin, mixed with the sweat from her leather heel. Zoe's fingers found Brooke's fifth metatarsal, the bone protruding slightly from the swelling. With a gentle but firm twist, she felt the bone give way, snapping under the pressure and we all heard that cracking sound.
Brooke looked in disbelief at her broken foot, but there was no denying the pleasure that would follow. She came harder than ever before, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
"Did that hurt?" Zoe asked, her voice dripping with pure innocence. But Brooke knew better. She shook her head, a satisfied smile on her face.
"No, it looks amazing, I will need a cast Doctor Zoe" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. And that's when I realized that I was still hard, my penis straining against my pants, this young woman was in total control.
I was unable to speak. I was still in shock from what I had just witnessed.
"I want you to join us," Zoe said, her eyes locked on mine while Brooke kept rubbing the white cast over and over and staring at her own broken foot.
"Brooke, is it ok if I want Nathan inside me?" She asked.
"Yes"
I hesitated for a moment, but the desire in Zoe's eyes was too much to resist. I nodded, and Zoe pulled me closer. My hands and mouths exploring every inch of her body. Her moans grew louder. I slipped inside her, feeling her tightness and warmth surrounding me. We moved together, our bodies perfectly in sync. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, but I held back, wanting to make this moment last as long as possible until.
"Cum inside me now," Zoe ordered me, her voice barely above a whisper.
That was all it took.
"I think it's safe to say that Zoe is the one," Brooke said, a smile in her voice.
I nodded, unable to speak. I knew that Zoe was here to stay.
The next day, I woke up to the sound of Zoe and Brooke talking in the kitchen. I got dressed and joined them, my mind still foggy from lack of sleep, but I was quickly starting to wake up when I saw them....
"Good morning," Zoe said, smiling at me leaning on her crutches wearing only a stylish Gucci GG Supreme Embroidered Lingerie Set and her lovely long white cast.
"Morning," I replied, my voice hoarse, unable to stop staring at her, she simply looked perfect until I heard Brooke wheelchair.
She slowly rolled towards me in very similar panties, bra and one 5 inch stiletto heel, only one was needed with her broken foot and lower left leg in a red cast. OMG the cast was perfect and very high on her lower leg... Smiling, my wife looked like an injured, crippled and sexy Victoria Secret model in her wheelchair.
"I love you," I said, looking at Zoe's sexy long cast and Brooke's perfect short leg cast and her crippled legs and heel.
"I love you too," Zoe said, her voice soft, crutching slowly towards her bedroom, what a view from behind.
"I love you both, but my broken foot is killing me" Brooke added, her voice filled with sexual emotion rolling to our bedroom.
What a visual statement from both women.
Brooke and I sat down one evening, and I wondered what my wife had in mind for our next steps with Zoe. Those two lovely ladies, Zoe and Brooke, had become such an integral part of my life. As I watched Brooke navigate gracefully in her wheelchair and Zoe on her crutches, I realized how much they meant to me. Brooke and I decided it was time to introduce Zoe to our friends, as we knew she was the one for us.
"We should plan a party," Brooke suggested, her eyes twinkling with excitement. I agreed, knowing this would be a perfect opportunity but what did Brooke have in mind with that party.
It all started when...
Conclusion to come
K
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