Amputee Devotee Stories

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One High Heel Dancing

by rrspence2002 on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

While driving to Jonni's place, Ross reflected back to the days when he first met her. It was a time when parties were happening with great regularity and every party brought new faces. But Jonni, like Ross, had been two of the regulars at those parties. The two of them had never really spent much time talking. They had danced once or twice. But Ross remem...

Cubicle

by PeggyBuxton on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

It was a cold day. A light dusting of snow covered the sidewalk as I walked huddled over to keep warm. My eyes focused on the ground so I wouldn't miss something that would hurdle me downward. Stuffed in my pockets for warmth, my hands remained cold. I was going to be late for work - again. I had left dirty dishes in the sink so I could stare at some new pic...

How to Shop for the Best Sex Toys

by Middleagepoet on Sep 1, 2017
How To

Okay, okay, I know all about it, you wouldn't be caught dead walking into one of those "Sex Shoppes," you know the type, with the lovely mannequins lining the windows in odd costumes. Yeah, it gives it a bit of glamour but we all know that hidden behind those mannequins is the wall, the wall of dildos, vibrators and miscellaneous toys that runs from a 14" me...

All in the Family Ch. 03

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

About a dozen cars parked along the beach road. White sand dunes stretched in a long row, like large breasts on women sleeping next to each other on their backs, shielding the view of the turquoise ocean. The day was warm and the sky devoid of clouds. No wind blew across the calm waters as they gently lapped against the shore. A pale skinned woman wearing on...

By The River

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

One of the first warm weeks of the year and few people lounged beside the slow moving river. The bank was divided into two areas - a larger one where most people went and a smaller one where no one said anything if you disrobed completely. Ellie reclined naked, her left arm shading her eyes from the bright morning sun. She glanced along her body - past the f...

A Remote Way Station

by HughMungus1 on Mar 31, 2020
Humor & Satire

"The American oligarchy spares no pains in promoting the belief that it does not exist. But the success of its disappearing act depends on equally strenuous efforts on the part of an American public anxious to believe in egalitarian fictions, and unwilling to see what is hidden in plain sight." ― Michael Lind Numbers Guys: definition: "Teetering on the pr...

Leggy Lola

by istanbulnoir on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The advertisement reads: Unique Lady offers companionship to discerning gentlemen. Lola, sexy and beautiful LAK amputee, 34, to fulfil your special fantasies. Available Thurs and Fri eves and all day Sat. You can desire me. Phone: Hi, I'm Helena, a.k.a Lola or Leggy Lola. The name's ironic. You see, I have a sense of humour about it. I thought it up myself...

Magic Potion

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

Gina reads the label of the small cobalt blue bottle. 'Use no more than needed. Effects felt within 5 minutes. Results may vary.' She opens the bottle and sniffs. "What the...." she screams as she thrusts it away from her nose. Looking again at the label for what effects she should expect, she finds no indication. Peaking though the dark blue glass with t...

Me, Her, and AT LAST, HIM

by silverock on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

A bit about us.. We have been married for 40 years, 3 kids, no longer at home. Mary is an amputee (she lost a leg as a child) she has 40DD bust a bit of a belly and I love her very much! I am average, balding fairly slim, in other words we are your average couple. Our sex life has been great, tailing off over the last 10 or so years, but still great. Mary,...

Examinations Pt. 03

by owengreybeard on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

I awoke to a soft chiming near the head of the bed. I tracked the pleasant sound to a pyramidal alarm clock on a bedside table. A wave of my hand silenced it, and I made a mental note to get one. It was definitely preferable to the over-happy DJ voices on my clock radio. Drifting into the room was the wonderful smell of cooking. Shelly was gone, but there wa...