Husband Works To Get Amputee Wife To Loosen Up Literotica Stories

369,361 results
Orientation
Length
Source
Infinite Scroll

Dinner Preparations

by rrspence2002 on Aug 18, 2017
Fetish

It had been a year since Surgeons had removed Fern's left leg just a few inches below her hip. She was now very adept and comfortable with her one leggededness and she and her husband Don had grown to enjoy the difference from other couples that they shared. Both had grown to agree that the loss of Fern's leg was tragic and sad but that it wasn't as much of...

Life Buoy for an Amputee or...

by oatzab on Oct 13, 2017
Romance

Life Buoy for an Amputee or an Amputee Who Is a Life Buoy? A Romantic Revenge Story My special thanks to Szilvi, who fixed my grammatical mistakes and edited the first half of my story so well. The next five chapters part was fixed by my acquaintance from the scientific area where I work, unfortunately he died and abroadwarrior from Canada. The story is a...

Happy Endings

by istanbulnoir on Sep 1, 2017
How To

Stories have happy endings. They also have snappy opening lines, the introduction of some characters, a crisis and it resolution and then the happy ending. If that sounds like a recipe for a soap opera, then that is because it is one. I also imagine that this is the kind of thing that gets taught in creative writing classes, which is why I have always avoide...

Early Retirement

by PeggyBuxton on Nov 19, 2018
Fetish

Janet Watson was walking back from the empty mailbox when she noticed a small moving van pulling away from an apartment at the end of her building. Passing, she noticed the door was open. She glanced in and found an older lady moving around using crutches because of a missing leg. "Hey, I live a few doors down. Can I help?" Then, Janet introduced herself....

Getting to Amp

by rrspence2002 on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Dr. Gerard, the specialist that Nancy's physician had referred, diagnosed a very badly-worn, arthritic and weakened knee that was in an advanced stage of inflammation and deterioration. In fact, Gerard was surprised that Nancy was even walking on the knee, let alone playing sports on it like the tennis game she had been playing when she had injured herself....

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...

He Hooks a Good One!

by rmlooker on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

Thanks to everyone who has written to me about my stories. Keep it up! I write in what I call a narrative style, not a lot of quotation marks etc to slow things down. I hope you enjoy, will add more to this later. * Jenifer (or "J" as she liked to be called) pushed her custom Quickie Q7 wheelchair into her kitchen for a lunch break. Her morning patient wa...

Folding Newspapers

by PeggyBuxton on Nov 26, 2017
Fetish

The summer between my second and third years at the university I lived at home and delivered newspapers on the outskirts of the large city of Overbrook. It was hard work getting up at three despite the weather. We all gathered at an all night grocery to fold the papers and load our cars. Every morning it was the same routine. Occasionally the truck that brou...

The Guest Ranch

by rrspence2002 on Sep 2, 2017
Fetish

March was six months ago when Fern's left leg had been amputated high-upper thigh. She had adapted very well to her amputation. Her scar had healed and with her and Don's constant anointing of Vitamin E lotions, it was beginning to fade. She was now quite a masterful crutch walker and was very adept at balancing, hopping and heel-toeing to move. She regularl...

All in the Family Ch. 05

by PeggyBuxton on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

A prosthetic arm dangled by her side. It attached to Alex's arm several inches above where the left elbow used to be and ended in a shiny metal hook. She wore her trademark white t-shirt and stiff Wrangler jeans. Standing in the space between the kitchen and living room, she brushed her fingers thought the short haircut and made a wolf whistle while looking...