Dak Amputee Stories

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Photo Album

by PeggyBuxton on Oct 15, 2017
Fetish

Roger had seen the couple every Saturday morning about the same time for the past month. It is impossible to not remember such a beautiful woman with a hook for one hand and an empty sleeve. Unfortunately, the same man is with her each time. She wears a wedding ring on a chain around her neck, dangling just above the start of very fine cleavage. Just before...

June Ch. 03

by rmlooker on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Reading the previous two chapters first will help in understanding what is happening in this one. Strong sexual content. ***** June got to work on Monday and Wendy said she had talked with Dr. Jack and he said it was fine for her to work full time. June said that was great news and she was looking forward to being there full time. Wendy told her that Dr. J...

One Shoe Gumshoe Epilogue

by Spencerfiction on Mar 3, 2020
First Time

The news had been expected for weeks, all London anticipating the celebration of Victory in Europe. When the confirmation of Germany's surrender emerged on the BBC News broadcast, the next day, Tuesday 8 June 1945, was declared a Bank Holiday, to celebrate the end of a war where the civilians of Great Britain had been on the front line for five years and ni...

Math Class

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 5, 2017
Fetish

The last three years since finishing a Masters in Math, I've been teaching at a small college. Other than that, my life is lonely. I don't wish it to be. It is. Not many women fit my fantasy. It is all I can do to contain my emotions when she walks into my second year math class. I know I will be a wreck. "I'm Amy Glass," she says as she hands me the admiss...

Magic Potion: Roseville

by PeggyBuxton on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

It wasn't the first visit to Aunt Sandra's home; Jean's family often spent long weekends there. This visit would bring change, though Jean would not understand the full impact for another twenty years. Unlike the other cousins, aunts, and uncles, Sandra had never married. Jean had never seen her with a man either. That first afternoon alone, it was a topic...

Alexander's Resort

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Russ spoke into the phone without knowing who called. "Speak softly and tell me what you want." He inhaled the joint for a moment then slowly filled the air around his head with a cloud of marijuana smoke. Connie knew it was the wrong number. She casually brushed the stump of her left forearm though her hair. Some of her girlfriends had told her she had a v...

Ann's Friends Come Thru Ch. 03

by rmlooker on Sep 25, 2018
Fetish

I turned on the porch light and looked through the peep hole at who was ringing the doorbell at this hour. I immediately started laughing when I saw a man in a wheelchair and a tall woman, topless and with large breasts sitting with him. I unlocked the door and in rolled Dr. Jack and his wife April. They were both laughing also and asked if all the fun was o...

Getting to Amp Ch. 02

by rrspence2002 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

GETTING TO AMP II - THE LAST WALK Winter 09 Sunday of the weekend that Nancy had to decide whether she would be an amputee or a woman with a short leg for the rest of her life began much like the day before had ended. She was on the computer with her right leg bound up in simulation of the amputation she had decided to have when Brett sauntered into the stu...

Coincidental Encounter

by rrspence2002 on Sep 25, 2017
Fetish

A Chance & Coincidental Encounter - Alana & George George had always enjoyed camping and seeing the sites. In a year when he planned to go half time at the university, his idea was to travel more over an extended annual season. He had fantasized how great it would be to have a companion for such journeys but as fate had arranged for him to be a widower 10...

Recluse

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 16, 2017
Fetish

Molly Stewart I tell people when asked my name. These days it is rare as I find myself become more of a recluse preferring to stay either at my house at the ocean or the one on Lake Wendell. Thirty-eight and still nice looking, at least I like to watch myself in the mirror. The novel falls from my hand as I drift into a nap. The afternoon is warm and the oce...