I will start by saying I am a caster and devotee of cast, braces, wheelchairs, and even some handicaps. My name is bob and I know this is a weird fetish. Most of the things in my life are “normal”. I hold a 9 to 5 job, have a wonderful wife, a lovely house, and most of the things I do are predictable. Well about two years ago I decided to take this interest to a new level. I decided it would probably kill my marriage but I needed to get this off my chest. I knew my wife would never understand the handicap devotee stuff, so I decided just to tell her about the casting and bracing fetish. After all this was my primary interest and I was hoping she would try to understand it. Well let’s just say she was a little confused and pissed off to start with.
She did come around though in the weeks that come, she began by asking many questions. She then learned I was more interested in the various cast and braces and not the ailments and broken bones. I could tell she was becoming interested in my fetish. Perhaps someday I could cast her.
Just thinking of that excited me, but I knew not to rush into this and scare her. Little did I know but I was going to get to se my wife in a cast sooner than I thought.
It had been a terribly long week, I had worked overtime about everyday and when I did get home I was exhausted. I was looking forward to a weekend or rest. It was Friday and I arrived home, I walked into the living room and could see Liz laying on the couch, cuddled up in a blanket reading. She calls me over and as I got closer to her she offered me a drink, she had already poured us each a glass of wine. I sat down on the floor beside the couch and she began to massage my shoulders. As she did so she began talking about my casting interests. As she talked she moved her right leg over a little at a time. I could see it moving under her blanket. Finally it poked out and I got the surprise of my life. It was casted. A lovely long leg cast in purple fibreglass. It covered her whole leg and foot, allowing just her lovely toes and their painted nails to poke out. She could see my surprised look and immediately told me it was strictly recreational and that she was indeed not hurt.
I learned that she had bribed a local casting technician to help her out. (Being rich does have its advantages). After my surprise wore off I began sucking her toes and touching her cast all over. What a thrill. I was getting harder by the moment and when we finally got to making love I was in the height of my life. Feeling the cast against my skin As I made love to her was so erotic. The weekend continued with more love making and my admiring her cast. Sunday came and I figured I was to take off her cast but she told me the clinic that put it on was going to remove it Monday morning, so I would have one more night. As I fell asleep I was so happy and thrilled Liz would give me a weekend of casting adventure. I loved her. Little did I know that was just the beginning. She had made arrangements to not have her cast off Monday but to add to it.