Broken, Wrapped & Fiberglassed

Maybe something to look forward too

2011-08-22T21:00:00.001-04:00

You all know about my cast fetish, but many of you don't know I am addicted to buying shoes ( God bless you, DSW). When I saw this story, my heart leaped in anticipation. My addiction may well lead to fulfilling my fetish. At least, it did for this girl and made her richer to boot ( pun intended).

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/england/7498729.stm

Map your pleasure

2011-08-06T12:30:00.001-04:00

I was going through some thing the other day an I found this very interesting map. A treasure map of sorts. It is a map of the fetishes and kinks. It relates how different fetishes are connected to each other , the overall categories that a fetish falls into and also differentiates a fetish by gender, which is extremely interesting I think and will come as a shock to most of you. We girls do know how to get our kink on! Also this comes as no surprise , if you follow the lines you see we are connected to "pleasure thru pain category and then to the s&m group and also connected to the , ( and wow this is a surprise, guys ) to the lingerie group. Have fun mapping your other fetishes.

Company picnics

2011-07-16T07:06:00.000-04:00

A friend sent me this video. It certainly gives me a whole new outlook towards the company picnic. If you have the sound on please be warned, there is no doubt what happens.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZZYlhXeyho

Even if surgery is required to repair her proximal radial fracture and a possible proximal ulna fracture our sweet little contestant is going to be spending several weeks in a long arm cast. I just have to make going to the next company picnic a priority. I never knew they could be so exciting and fun

MY Birthday Wish

2011-07-04T17:21:00.000-04:00

Today is my birthday.(No way am I telling my age so forget about it). For the longest time growing up I thought all the celebrations and partying was all about me. When folks were setting off fireworks, having picnics and holding a parade I was convinced it was because I was such a special child. ( Yes I was a sheltered child and maybe a bit spoiled) Once I found out that all that wasn't all about me, I was a little upset that this Independence Day thing was distracting attention away from ME. Then as I entered my late pre teen and early teen years, those awkward years, and distracting attention away from me was something I welcome as my body was transforming at a very uncoordinated rate. Now days I just roll with it, after all the parties are much more fun when we combine occasions.

So as I woke up this morning I had two birthdays wishes on my mind. Since telling someone else what you are wishing for means you won' t get your wish. So, I have to leave it to your imagination and your powers of deduction to draw your own conclusion from the two clues below
I wonder which will come true first?

Happy Birthday USA

2011-07-03T10:14:00.000-04:00

Funny what sticks in your mind and the thoughts it leads to...

2011-05-31T18:53:00.003-04:00

Just a couple of days ago, I was chatting on line with a friend. During our conversation I asked him what posts he enjoyed the most from my blog. ( is that a loaded question or what?). Among the things he said, was that his favorite post was the one involving me giving hubby a blowie in his old bedroom at his parents home during the Holidays. Since our conversation I have had a difficult time keeping oral sex out of my thoughts. Here are some of my thoughts, I do enjoy oral sex, both giving and receiving, actually more then vaginal intercourse itself. My sex life would be incomplete and a lot less exciting without oral sex. I gave my first blowie when I was 18 (I did not swallow that first time I have since cum -hehehe_ to love the taste of my husband) . The male lovers in my life have ranged from being OK to wonderful when it comes to oral sex ( my hubby is in the wonderful category btw). However, it has been the women in my love life who have given me better oral sex then the best man ever has. I received my first oral when I was 17 ( that was from another girl and it was indescribably out of this world) Now that I have shared some of my thoughts about oral sex, I would like your thoughts. I have a poll set up on the right side where you can post your thoughts on the subject. PLEASE VOTE! Hope you enjoy!

Sometimes in life, things are Black and White

2011-05-30T21:15:00.001-04:00

Is it just me, or do pictures ( especially casted limbs) sometimes look much sexier and erotic in black and white? Not sure how that second to the last picture made its way into this posting, but I have no fear that a few of you will find it sexy even if it does not involve fiberglass or plaster.

Please let me know if you enjoy the black and white versions and I will do more from time to time ( relax not going to all black and white all of the time). It is just that I think monochrome is unique in its ability to highlight and heighten the true beauty of the subject.. But please do leave your comments.

How I wish this was me

Evidently, I am not alone

2011-05-28T11:43:00.000-04:00

I have always been amazing how being in a cast for a broken bone effects me. I have tried and tried to analysis why I feel so aroused when I have a limb encased in a cast, but no matter how much I try I can never pin point the reason for why I feel that way and what the geniuses for this well of emotion is. While browesing I found that I am not the own one you feels their libido increase when cased . Below are 2 videos of a woman that would tend to give evidence to the fact that there may be a few more females that may feel that casts bring out their erotic side.

Here is the second of the videos. It is a wonder she doesn't break something else

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Quiz time

2011-04-10T08:14:00.002-04:00

Please don't read anything in to this post, ok yes you can read what you will into it. I did experience a very high quality , gasping, shaking "O" this morning. Later in the shower, in the peaceful afterglow my early mornng sexual experience, it caused me to reflect on what a wonderful if not mysterious creation the Female Orgasm is.

That result is this interesting quiz on the facts surrounding the Female Orgasm. OK guys, I know it is from Dr Oz and I know you all have this genetic guy fear of all things Oprah, but please trust me on this,. There are a few things you can learn here, the more you know the more you will be able to put that knowledge to work helping that special someone. You might be surprised as to the number of women who have an "O" during intercourse ( I beat the odds this morning!!!) or the number of woman who have "faked it", but I am certain they were never ever with you. Anyway I digress, here is the quiz.
http://www.doctoroz.com/quiz/ultimate-orgasm-quiz

By the way, while searching for a suitable quiz, I found a study from the New England Journal of Medicine that concluded the Women have more "O"s with Wealthy Men. Since we girls love our "O"s and can ,at time,s find them to be elusive during intercourse, this might suggest to men the more you make the more you "get".

Good luck on the quiz.

Webfinds

2011-04-09T06:56:00.001-04:00

I know the recortho is down, hopefully not for very long. In the meantime, while I can not post the volume that recortho can, if you have a few pictures that you would like to share you can send them to me and I will post them.

HNT

2011-04-05T19:21:00.003-04:00

I don't do this very often, however every once in a while the urge to post a picture of myself, or at least of part of me becomes to much to resist. Today is such a day. This is from a couple of years ago , we had some very welcome sunshine here today and it reminded me of this picture , a warm spring day. Days like today always make me feel a bit sexier. ( The picture is strategically cropped of course, but I hope you still enjoy it).

Must be something going round

2011-03-31T22:52:00.002-04:00

Compare the two videos above with the two videos on my last post. Amazing contrast from this confidence, self assured beautiful woman and the whiny wimpy guy from my last post. Both of whom have the same injury and both had surgery. Please leave your comments ( they are untraceable) but I would love to know if you all agree with me , that in this case women really do seem to have a better pain tolerance. After all She made the first video just a few hours after surgery, and she looks gorgeous in it, amazing. I am soooo envious. I don't look that sexy after spending an hour getting my makeup on , and she is so together right out of the recovery room.

Half Broken Tuesday

2011-03-22T21:32:00.000-04:00

It has been a while since the last Half Broken Tuesday update. So I thought I would post two rather then one. Both are from the same source, and are more aimed towards my fellow lady followers. Our subject is a middle age man who had a bit of bad luck. He was playing basketball in his driveway when his Achilles Tendon "exploded". This took place about one year ago. He was it the blue cast for 4 weeks . While his cast is rather hot and very sexy, he isn't my type. I just think he seems to be a bit on the whiny side, the poor me vibration is a turn off for me in a man.

Now I know, a picture is worth a 1,000 words

2011-03-16T21:08:00.000-04:00

After seeing this x-ray, it is no wonder my feet hurt after wearing heels for hours on end.

When Harry casted Sally, an interview...

2011-02-28T18:47:00.000-05:00

Through my blog, I meet Harry ( not his real name). Like many of us, Harry has a cast fetish. In getting to know Harry better he told me about his wonderful relationship with Sally ( not her real name). They have been together for a while and are a very loving couple. Harry shared did share the fact that he had a fetish about casts with Sally. As you can she below,Sally is a very attractive and sexy woman. While Sally does not have a cast fetish,she also remained open minded. Now Harry and her do have their special times together during which Harry applies a cast to his lovely Sally. Knowing that this might be of interest to you (it certainly was to me), I asked Sally if she wouldn't mind doing a bit of an interview and tallking about her thoughts from a non caster perspective. I wanted to know what her thoughts were on our usual fetish as she veiwed it from the outside in. Below is Sally's interview.

Are you a dog or a cat person?
I am most definitely a cat person, but I love dogs too!

What would your closest girl friends say is our best personality trait?
Down to earth. Easy going.

What would you say is your most attractive physical feature?
My Legs/ass

What is your dream career or vocation?
Nurse anesthetist

What secret about you would surprise most of your closest friends if they found out?
This probably. I don’t really have secrets.

What would your Harry say is your most attractive physical feature?
His ass

What do you find that attracts you most to a man? ( physical or personality trait)?
Not being douche bag. Honestly!

What is your idea of a romantic evening?
A nice bottle of wine and being alone with Harry, maybe some good take-out?

How did you first meet Harry?
We worked together at the mall during high school.

So, be honest here, how did Harry first bring up fact that he was turned on by Casts?
We were chatting online while he was living in the dorms at school. We would do that so his roommate wouldn’t hear us talking.

What was your FIRST reaction to Harry's revelation about his cast fetish?
I was relieved! He made it sound like what he liked was horrible, gross and disturbing. So I was pleasantly surprised.

Had you ever had a cast for a medical reason prior to meeting Harry?
No

How did you decide to let Harry cast you for the very first time ?
It was an easy decision, didn’t really think twice about it.

What was your reaction to being put in a cast for fun? Why did you do it?
I did it because I knew he liked it. I thought it wasn’t too bad, it went better then I thought.

How many times has Harry put recreational casts on you? Did you enjoy one cast more then the others?
Maybe 25 times. I have my favorites but mostly because some were more comfortable than others.

On a scale of one to ten, honesty is important here, what would you says as a non cast woman your thoughts on the idea of a cast fetish are now? 1 being perfectly normal and 10 being totally wierd and freaky?
I would say a "3". It’s like wearing lingerie, just a little more extreme.

Do you have any fetishes or usually desires of your own?
Not that I have discovered so far.

And here a few pictures of Sally in casts applied by Harry.

Thank you, Sally and Harry for sharing.

They shoot horses but thankfullywe cast people.. Thank God

2011-02-23T06:18:00.000-05:00

Keley Cuoco, as you may know, had a recent accident while riding her horse. As a result she had a severely fractured ankle. Below center is a picture of her feet ( love those strappy heels, I wonder where she bought them ) before the accident. and to the right with her cast. She seems to have a very healthy attitude about her condition although it was touch and go for a while at the very beginning, as the video below explains.

An ugly cast application

2011-02-20T10:39:00.000-05:00

What to do on a very cold, damp, grey and nasty day, think about silly things of course. Like for instance, ever think about the similarity between a car wreck and an ugly cast application? Well, both are something you really don't want to see but both are something you have a hard time taking your eyes away from, right? As if to prove my point, here is a cast application that leaves much to be desired, but I couldn't stop watching it, the question is can you? Let's hope that it feels much better than it looks.

Interesting video

2011-02-04T22:08:00.000-05:00

I know how being in a cast for treatment of a fracture bone effects me. I don't understand why it effects me the way it does. Try as I might there is no link that I can find , no string that I can pull on that unravels the mystery that connect my limb broken and casted and a dramatic increase in my libido. It just happens. I found this short video that would seem to suggest that I am not that only female on the planet that feels the way I do. Just one thought, I am amazed that she didn't fracture something else in the process

Playing footsie or castsie? Which is sexier?

2011-01-20T19:15:00.001-05:00

When I was in my early teens, one of my favorite movies was Flashdance. My mom liked it too and had even purchased the VHS video of it. At that time my life revolved around dancing and cheer leading. Learning new dance routines for half time shows at the boys basketball games was something I lived for each week. So while I didn't pole dance, I still could very much relate to Jennifer Beals and her passion for dancing. I was also a late bloomer from a sexual awaking stand point and the movie seems to have been the perfect intersection of my interest in dancing and my " discovery" of things sensual and sexual.
So when I came across this clip on youtube a few weeks ago, wonderful memories came flooding back of a time when I was more innocent and yet yearning to find out about myself and my sexuality. I must have watched this clip a dozen times the evening I ran across it. As I played and replayed the video again and again, my mind kept thinking how I would love to be in this sence, how sexy and arousing it would be if instead of a stockinged covered foot I was sporting a black short leg cast. The more I dreamed about placing my casted foot in his lap, my toes doing very naughty things to his man parts I became more and more aroused. It got so intertwined with this fantasy that I ended up in the bedroom using my favorite personal toy to take me to a absolutely blissful place.
I hope you enjoy this as much as I did and that you can create your own , "happy ending" for this little slice of my past.

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Always the Bridesmaid......

2011-01-08T08:34:00.000-05:00

Recently I was chatting with a friend ( one who shares the same special interest that I do) about how the new snow and ice we had received was bringing a rush of broken wrists to the local E.R. The conversation then centered around how a beautiful new arm cast would be just the thing to brighten a cold nasty winter. Later that day I had occasion to chat with him again and he said that he was on his way to the Dr. because he had slipped and fallen not long after we had ended our chat that morning and his wrist was killing him. I told him that was a cruel joke to play on someone like me who has been longing a cast for 2 years now. He swore he was telling the truth. I did feel bad for doubting him and even worse that he was in pain. I never enjoy seeing others in pain . Later that evening I received these pictures via email from him. Sure enough he had managed to fracture his scaphoid, while he didn't get the long arm cast he so wanted he did get a brand new blue sats. Because he got something he desired ( a very cute and sexy cast), I was happy for him, but in a very selfish and self centered way I couldn't stop thinking, "Why not me? I seem to be always the Bridesmaid and never the Bride"

Happy New Year

2010-12-31T11:27:00.024-05:00

I want to wish everyone a very happy New Year and may your wishes become a reality in 2011.

Here are a few of my New Year wishes for 2011:

That research for theAmerican Health Insurance Institute shows that using plaster as a casting material is cheaper and more effective then fiberglass thus setting plaster casts as the standard of fracture care going forward.

That Journal of New England Medicine publishes an article stating that Long Leg Cast should be used more often in treatment for simple fractures of the ankle.

No, not this

That the FDA finds walking boots to be more harmful then helpful and prohibits their use.

Longer is better!

My number one wish is:

That at some point in 2011 my leg is encased in a long white plaster cast.

Please add your wishes for the coming New Year by posting them on comments:

It would be a very good year.

Christmas Candy

2010-12-24T10:09:00.000-05:00

A Christmas Story

2010-12-23T00:07:00.001-05:00

hriaThis is  one of my very favorite stories. It is reposted here, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

On a scale of having a bad day, this was up near the top for Susan. It was Christmas Eve, 2:45 p.m., she should have been on her way home from the office by now but she had only left there twenty minutes ago. The last minute urgent todo's and client call backs had just kept coming and coming, she hadn‘t even had time to lunch and her tummy was now constantly rumbling. The list of stressful events was growing and growing.
Her sister in law had called at around eleven that morning with a desperate plea. “Please, Oh please, can you stop by the Mall and pick up a pair of size 6 Pink skinny sweat pants from Victoria’s Secret? Kara is so wanting them for Christmas and I can't seem to find them down here at the store near us. Pleaaaaaase, can you help me? Please, you will be her favorite Aunt?"

It seems the pair that her sister in law’s had ordered for her daughter over the Internet hadn’t arrived. Susan rolled her eyes and had told her sister in law that yes, she would pick them up, despite the fact that it would add another hour to her day for the trip to the mall and back.

The Mall, of course was a mess, Susan searched for 10 minutes to just find a parking place, then as she turned to pull in some little runt of a high school kid sped in, turned and parked in it first. That meant another five minutes searching for a spot, which of course was at the far end of the lot, at least a ¼ of a mile from the nearest door. About a third of the way there a pick-up truck drove by, the back wheel hit a pot hole causing a tidal wave of dark smelly dirty water to splash all over her Camel colored coat, her taupe hose and her new Nine West pumps. She felt the freezing cold water- it seemed like a gallon, sloshing around in her left shoe.

To make matters worse, once Susan made it to the Victoria’s Secret, the size of sweat pants she was sent to buy were not on the rack., which was full of size 4’s, size 8’s and size 2’s but not a single size 6. After what seemed like 15 minutes, she was finally able to flag down a sales assistant. The sales assistant said she’d check the back room, that took and 15 minutes and the check out line an additional 10 more.

Of course Murphy law kicked in right as Susan was leaving the V.S., as if she needed something to mess with her mental state at that moment. She was tired, and frazzled so just then the one thing that could make her emotions even more jumbled happened. As she rounded the corner and started toward the exit nearest where she had parked, she saw a 17 or 18 year old girl. Very cute, tall and athletic, she was on crutches and a red and green full leg cast, her jeans split up the side to show the full length of the cast.

“Oh my God,” Susan thought. The memories and yearnings flooded back. She had repressed them for the past year and half, ever since she met and married her husband, Ben. Now in her stressed and emotionally weakened state that sight of the girl on crutches just made her realize how much she missed her desire to be casted. It had been forever since she had felt that special feeling of her arm or leg encased in a fiberglass prison, she longed for that sensual experience once more. But she also knew that it was a desire she would not be able to quench, not now.

Susan was deep in her thoughts, of the times in college with her old boy friend how they explored and played with casts. She remember her first real cast, back freshman year of high school, how that lead to a sexual awaking. She thoughts drifting too how badly she wanted a cast now, but how she knew she’d not be able to slake her urge, her husband would never ever understand such strange and perverted passion.

Her mood was dark, gloomy and somewhat despondent as she pulled on the large revolving door to exit the Mall. As she started to step out of the door, she felt it stop, as if it were stuck. Her path was open to the outside, something though made her stop and look back to see what it was that had caused the revolving door to wedge to a halt. Why she didn’t keep on going to her car, she didn’t know. Later when she would have time to stop and look back on this moment and think about it she would not be able to remember why she had stopped.
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Looking over her shoulder to see what had jammed the door Susan immediately saw the problem. It was a Mall Santa. Part of his fake green toy bag had gotten stuck in the compartment behind the one the Santa was in so when the door turned the trailing part of the bag had acted as a wedge trapping the Santa in the middle of the revoling door.Susan turned and went back to help, she tugged backwards on the revolving door, it moved ever so slightly but not enough to free the Jolly Old Elf.. So she pulled harder and that did the trick. The door started moving backwards bringing the Mall Santa back outside to where she was standing.

“Ho,Ho,Ho, Thank you for freeing Santa.“ The man in the costume said in a fake deep voice. It really wasn’t that good of a Santa outfit, the beard was loose and jiggled around, the suit must have been in its 10th season, and was showing its age. The only thing that Susan really noticed that gave this Mall Santa any bit of creditability was the sparkle in his blue eyes.

“You’re welcome, Santa. Can’t keep the kids waiting to sit on your lap.” Susan said with a fake half hearted laugh, her sour mood showing through. “At least someone around here should have a Merry Christmas,” she finished darkly.

“Well, thanks for your kindness Miss, but never fear I know your Christmas will be better then your day has been today,“ Santa nodded to Susan's mud splattered coat and shoes, “Hope you have a Holly Jolly.” Santa said as he picked up his toy bag and headed, more carefully this time, back into the revolving door and towards the last group of waiting kids.

It took Susan another half and hour to get out of the parking lot and then an additional hour to get to her home out in the country just 20 miles from the mall.

Until today she had been looking forward to this Christmas, she and Ben had planned to spend this one, their first together as a married couple, in their own home. They would meet up with family on the day after Christmas, but for now she was looking forward to a nice calm Christmas eve and Christmas day. No stress, no party, no cooking, just a time for Ben and her to reconnect. They were both professionals and they had both been overworked the past couple months. They had little time for each other and sex had been mediocre, when that is they had managed to find time to be intimate.

As she entered the back entryway of her home from the garage, Susan kicked off her pumps, leaving them in the hallway, she went to the directly to the fridge, pulled out the bottle of white wine she had placed in there that morning and uncorked the bottle. She poured herself a glass, an ample glass,turned on the gas fireplace and then went to change out of her soiled clothes. In no time she was dressed warm and snug in her own sweat suit and plopped down on the couch near the fireplace. Ben was late getting home and Susan was on her third glass of wine by that time. They eat a quick meal and chatted briefly about their day. Susan omitting the part about the high school girl in the long leg cast because she knew that if Ben ever found out about her secret desire it would cause an unrepairable riff between them..

By nine that evening Susan was ready for bed. She put on her p.j.’s and crawled into their bed. In no time she fast asleep.

It was 3:15 a.m. Christmas morning when she heard the sound. It was coming from outside the garage. A rustling noise, hard to pin down but something was going on out there. Susan looked over at her husband, but   Ben was snoring, very loudly, and he deeply asleep. Susan thought that at least she should go and lock the door to from the garage to the Kitchen, just to be safe. It was most likely a raccoon or fox looking for a meal, that was common out where they lived, but just to be safe…

Not wanting to fully wake up, Susan  didn’t bother to turn on the light. She also didn't want to spoil her night vision. As a result she didn’t see the left Nine West Black 2 inch pump resting in the middle of the hallway, right where she had kicked it off hours earlier. As her right foot came down on the uneven shape of the shoe, she felt her ankle begin to roll inwards. Susan tried to compensate by shifting her weight, but that just applied more torque to her right knee. Her ankle popped and then she felt a horrible pain in her right knee. Susan’s scream had Ben shooting out of bed and sprinting down the hall way in a flash.

Ben quickly accessed Susan' condition to the point that while he didn’t know what damage she had done, he did know that she needed to get to the E.R. immediately. He picked her up and loaded her into his SUV.

Twenty minutes later they where at the small county E.R., Susan was being wheeled into an exam room by a nurse, Ben in his exercise shorts and t-shirt following closely behind, having not had time to change from his sleeping attire. The nurse got Susan settled on the exam table, took her vitals and said the Dr. would be there shortly and placed a pillow under her head and one under her injured leg.

The E.R. Dr. was an old man, thinning grey hair, a little punchy around the middle. As he was asking Susan questions about what happened and where it hurt, Susan felt very comfortable and relaxed for the first time in weeks. It was something about the bedside manner of this Doctor that put her at ease.

The Doctor sent Susan off to x-ray to get pictures of her ankle and knee. It turned out to be a very painful experience. On the way back to the exam room, Susan mentioned to the nurse who was pushing her wheel chair, that Susan really liked the E.R. doctor and how he must be great to work with. The nurse replied that actually he was a substitute Dr., a service had sent him in that evening when the regular E.R, doctor had gone home sick with the flu.

Back in the exam room the Doctor was already studying Susan's xrays on the computer screen. “Well, we have good news and bad news,“ he said. Ben sitting in the corner got up and walked toward Susan, putting his hand on her shoulder for comfort her for fear that the worse might be coming.

“The good news is , I don’t think you broke anything.“ Ben felt Susan sag, strange reaction he thought. “But,“ the doctor continued,” you have done a number on your ankle. Xray’s don’t show ligaments but from the spacing of several of the bones in your ankle, I’d say you ripped at least one ligament and most likely two and looking at your knee, you dislocated your knee cap. It popped back in before you got here, but that means ligament damage too. I could send you home on crutches, but you will be miserable for weeks and you would not be getting into a orthopedic doctor for an appointment anytime soon, at least 2 -3 weeks with the Holidays and vacations. So I’m going to fall back on some good old fashion county medicine here to make you feel comfortable and just maybe help your body heal it's self so you won’t need surgery---maybe. Hear that maybe, maybe.?”

Susan's eyes were welling up with tears and getting red and puffy as she took in what the doctor was saying. All this on top of her bad day, at least she felt she might get a cast when she first fell, now she is just going to be in pain, and have to have surgery. What a awful Christmas this was going to be.

Before she could start to cry, the Doctor finished his plan of treatment, “ So I’m going to have to place you in a cast, a big one , one that goes from your toes up past your knee and up to the top of your thigh. I know it sounds awful, so please don’t cry. But the cast will make you feel much better and with a little luck it might give those ligaments a chance to heal own their own. You’ll also be on crutches, so Ben , you are going to need to help take care of her for a while. You need to help her and keep her off her feet for a while. Ok?”

Ben nodded slowly, he was watching as the doctor began sliding the long length of stockinette over Susan's foot and up her calf and thigh.

The long hidden feelings came flooding back to Susan. She knew how that felt and she loved it. The padding came next covering her toes, carefully overlapped around her ankle a couple of times then back to her toes before heading back up her calf and ultimately to the top of her thigh.Susan was beginning to feel the tingling in her thighs and pelvis. That deep longing, that growing slightly erotic feeling she had when ever she was casted. The sensuous ,arousing feeling, the one that drove up her desire and arousal to levels she hadn't experienced in years, but welcomed their return.

Then the Doctor plunged he hand into a bucket of warm water, as he pulled it out Susan was shocked. It was plaster. He was casting her leg with plaster! Oh My God! Plaster!

Susan knew her panties were now moist, her best hope was just not to be too obvious, that was going to be very difficult given the fact that the plaster was now encasing her entire foot. The warmth from the chemical reaction was caressing her foot, sending that wonderful message up her leg to her lap, where it stoked a building fire.

“Oh My God” Susan thought to herself, “O no, how will I ever be able to hide this from Ben. If he doesn’t catch on now it will be just a matter of time especially if I’m going to be casted for weeks.“ The thought began to send an immediate damper of her emotions, from excited to despair in a few seconds. This was going to be worst then not being casted at all, she thought. Not being able to enjoy this cast was a torture she didn’t want to face.

As the doctor was pulling down the stockinette over the top of the cast at the top of her thigh, putting the finishing touches on what was a piece of art. A wonderfully made,pure white smooth plaster cast that highlight and outlined the shape of Susan’s leg, as he was finishing his final smoothing process, Susan caught something out of the corner of her eye. It was Ben. He was standing , transfixed, his eyes locked on her casted leg. A look on his face that Susan had seen before but not often enough in the past 2 months.

It was a look of lusting desire. She shifted her gaze to his midsection. There it was. " OH My God!." He had an erection. Ben was hard as a baseball bat. Something had turned her straight laced gentleman into a raging aroused cast lover and Susan now couldn’t wait to get him home and take advantage of his newly found fetish.

As the Doctor pulled of his surgical gloves, he turned back to Susan and Ben before leaving the Exam room.
“ I’ll write this all up and send it to a good friend of mine.He’s an ortho doc in the city. I’ll make an appointment for you in 4 weeks. In the mean time you’ll need to stay in that cast. He may even replace it and give you a new one at that time after he reads my report.“

With that The Doctor came back reached in his pocket and pulled out a large red bow. He stuck the bow right on the foot of Susan’s cast. It was then that Susan suddenly saw it for the first time since coming into the E.R.. She knew it had been something she just couldn't put her finger on, until now that is.Now she saw. It was those eyes, she looked at the Doctor, he had Bright Blue sprinkling eyes, the ones she had seen earlier on Christmas Eve, at the Mall.
Susan was just about to say something when the Doctor said “Susan have a Holly Jolly.” Then he turned went thru the door and was gone……… The End

Winter Wonderland

2010-12-14T21:03:00.001-05:00

In looking back it seems I have been a bit too self centered, even though this blog is essentially about me , it seems I have not addressed the main interest for many of my readers,so I wish to make amends..

If your weather is anything approaching the weather here, then you certainly can relate to this picture. What a perfect picture to get lost in this time of year. Just laying there daydreaming out onto a frosted landscape of white. Ever since I found this picture I seem to be constantly mentally inserting myself into this frozen tableau. Putting myself in to that long lovely pristine plaster leg cast. I transport myself to this alpine cabin. Spending my time staring out the window,occassionaly reaching down to rub the hard plaster prison that encases my fractred leg, feeling the arousal rising from deep with in me as the cool plaster ignites my secret passion while I am waiting for my lover to return so we can spend hours in front of the fire nestled deep in each others embrace.

Santa this is what I want for Christmas.

Question

2010-12-13T18:37:00.000-05:00

This has been building for a while. This feeling, this urge, it ebbs and flows inside of of me, rising and subsiding and then rising again. but the tide seems to come in a bit higher and a bit stronger each time it re-emerges. Some things at work have brought caused its resurgence, making those feelings harder and harder to ignore. I find myself thinking about it more and more. It creeps into my thoughts when I have a spare moment,even when I am trying not to think about it.
. There is a certain someone, not my spouse, who is the center of these feelings and has been for a while. We meet in a work related setting . However we don't work together, but work is causing things to heat up. It is if there is some invisible magnet that is pulling me in that direction. and it is harder and harder to deny even though I really am happily married. The thought of causing pain for my husband, makes me almost physically sick. My own pain and guilt ( yes I was a good little Catholic school girl at one time) is a major deterrent and are the primary forces holding my emotions and actions in check. However I'm not sure how long these forces will bind me.

So I am trying to sooth my guilt and to rationalize my feelings by wrestling with a basic question. Is having an intimate encounter with another woman cheating on my Husband?

A Naughty Thanksgiving, but nothing to do with casts

2010-12-01T22:58:00.002-05:00

My Hubby and I went down to his parents' house for Thanksgiving. It is in one of those small Midwestern towns where everyone really does know everyone else. We had a great Thanksgiving meal with his family. after cleaning, up we spent the evening talking, laughing and drinking wine with his 2 sisters ( one of whom lives in the same small town) and their husbands. It was past midnight, which is extremely late for me, since during the work week I have to get up around 4:30 or 5 every morning, by the time we headed off to bed. Hubby and I were sleeping in his old room which is right across the hall from his parents room. His room hasn't changed any since since hubby left home for college 12 years ago. Same posters, same high school trophies, same books and paint job.  The wine we had consumed that evening had found a direct path to that portion of my brain that controls my horniness, and also raised my sense of adventure.
So as the door closed behind us, I swayed up to Hubby, putting my arms around his neck and pulling him close to me, I stood on tip toes and gave him a full throated , open mouth ,wet, sloppy, kiss. I was ready for some dangerous fun.
Though surprised at first it didn't take but a quick second for Hubby to respond in the nature that the kiss was intended.  As our deep kiss came to an end ,before he could ask me, " What in the world did I think I was doing?" I took both of my arms and pushed him back on to his bed. I quickly followed, falling on top of him and began to kiss him passionately once again. As our lips and tongues were intertwined, my hands worked to undo his belt and unbuckle his jeans. I broke off our kiss and slid down his chest. He whispered, " What do you think you are doing? Mom and Dad will hear us for God's sake."
I giggled as I thought of what was to come,( no pun intended).
Hubby's seeming reluctance only fueled my already burning fire, naughty sex is more fun then safe bedroom at home sex, and naughty sex across the hall from my Hubby's mom and dad, in his old teenage bed, well that was just too hot for me not to finish.
Reaching his belly button, my hands began tugging on his jeans until they broke free and slid over his butt and then they moved quickly over his thighs and lower legs. After finishing the essential disrobing, I turned to the fun part, reaching under his Jockeys, I freed Hubby Jr. from his white cotton prison. One that he was rapidly outgrowing by this time, despite the continued protested whispers from Hubby Sr. The protest were now lacking much in the way of conviction as my kisses turned from his belly to the head of his hardening staff. I then commenced to give Hubby a world class blowie, not 15 feet from where his parents were laying in their bed.
Hubby ended stuffing a pillow in his mouth in an effort to stifle his moans and groan, needless to say Hubby truly had something to be thankful this year at Thanksgiving since the turkey wasn't the only thing gobbling that evening . Later he graciously returned the favor , and the pillow changed hands.
The next morning, his sister pulled me aside after breakfast and whispered in my ear with a conspiratorial tone, " You two must have really been having fun last night. Hope Mom and Dad were asleep" Then she just giggled and went back to her room to pack. That just make it all the more fun and naughty, I smiled the entire drive back home later that day.

My question to you all is ( leave your answers in the comment section) Have you ever had sex in your parents house or your partners paretner's house while they were there? If so what was your experience good, fun or ugly?
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from stock photo

5 questions TMI

2010-11-23T19:59:00.001-05:00

Here are five of the questions you were kind enough to submit. I well get to the others in the future.

1.Do you find other people in casts arousing as well, and if so, does it matter the gender?
My true passion is that I enjoy being in a cast myself but I do find certain types of casts on others to be arousing and sensual. To be honest, I am much more aroused by seeing other women in a cast then I am seeing men. Although, a hunky with a six pack abs and a lats floats my boat as well.

2.Are your toes as pretty as your legs?
I have always been told my legs were my sexiest feature. I am not as happy about my toes, they just don't seem nearly as sexy , at times they look stumpy but I have been told that they are nice by those who appreciate toes. For me the jury is still out.

3.How long have you been married and does your husband know about your cast kinkiness?
We have been married for 4 years now and we dated for a year prior to our wedding. My husband does not share my attraction to casts at all. In fact, he is the least kinkiest person I know maybe in the entire country, but he is a joy, very caring and a very special person whom I love dearly.

4.What would your fantasy cast and/or adventure consist of?
I have a several, some are very involved and specific, some are for a discussion at another time. My most reoccurring fantasy is to make love in a long leg cast or to make love before my broken ankle is set and casted. That first I have actually done, the second is only a dream.

5.What was the last type of cast you have had and why?
My last cast was a real medical cast. I fractured my distal radius and my scaphoid ( forearm bone on the thumb side near the wrist and a bone in my wrist). It happened over 2 1/2 years ago. I was doing some spring cleaning and the ladder I was on tipped over. To protect myself I tried to break my fall by sticking out my arm, instead I broke my arm. I was in a lats for 8 weeks and then a sats for 6 more, mainly because the scaphoid was very slow to heal. My arm and wrist are fine now. There is much more to this but that is all I have time for now.

Keep the questions coming and we will do this again. I know this is silly, and most likely useless, but they don't have to all be cast related question, they can be on any topic, really it is ok.. Lol ,like I said that was silly to say.

not my casts

Got Questions?

2010-11-20T13:45:00.000-05:00

Ok, now that I have your attention ,( sorry, that was very sneaky I know) I am planning on doing a series of 5 question "Too Much Information" posts. I would like you to submit questions to me so that I can answer them in these future posts. While I will try to answer every question as honestly as I can, there may be a few questions I will not answer. Please just send an email or leave the question in a comment session below (those comments can be as anonymous as you want them to be).... In the meantime, I'm waiting on your questions....

Half Broken Tuesdays: Man breaks Leg to Survive

2010-11-09T06:06:00.000-05:00

This story unbelievable but true story comes to us from the Land Down Under. It is a reprint from the Syndey Times:

A kayaker rescued from a gorge along the remote West Kiewa River in north-east Victoria this morning was forced to break his own leg in order to free himself from the freezing and rising water.

The 38-year-old was close to drowning after he became trapped under a tree. In an act of self-preservation, he wrenched his leg from under the tree, breaking both bones in his lower leg in the process.

The man had been kayaking with three friends, one of whom was a doctor, near Mount Beauty yesterday afternoon when he hit a fallen tree.

A spokesman for Ambulance Victoria confirmed that the man had broken both his tibia and fibula in order to free himself from the rapids.

"He knew in getting out he was going to sustain a serious injury, and in the end he broke his own leg to avoid drowning," the spokesman said.

Mount Beauty police praised the kayakers.

(Note the first 3 pictures are from another news version of the story, the cast picture is a file picture)

"They were experienced, well-prepared and well-equipped, they had a misadventure and did all the right things to make locating the group and their rescue much easier," Sergeant Charlie Duncan said.

The kayaker was airlifted to the Latrobe Valley Regional Hospital in Traralgon, south-east Victoria, at 9.45am, where he is in a stable condition.

"Cast" your Vote..Polls are closed

2010-11-01T20:00:00.002-04:00

Sexy Iindependent

Red Democrat

Blue Repubilcan

Tuesday is election day in the USA. You may by chance heard something about it briefly on the news of late.

Well, here is your chance to stand up ( on crutches) and cast your vote. Just like in Chicago, you can vote as many times as you like. The Red leg cast is democratic the Blue leg cast is a Republican vote. The White leg cast is I'm really tried of all this an just want a sexy cast like that on my leg. Click of boxes at the end of this post to vote. Remember, if you don't vote, you can't complain.
Polls are now closed and we have a landslide winner. The Sexy White independent Long Leg Cast won with 53 Votes. The Republicans came is 2nd with 32 votes and limping in last is the Democrats with only 11 votes.

Half Broken Tuesday..scary movie

2010-10-26T19:06:00.000-04:00

Here is an edition of HBT where the pictures will have to speak for themselves. I have no background on this clip, although I found it fascinating. I wish I knew what was going through her mind, why she was in the hospital in the first place, how she got injured to begin with ,what was driving her passion to break her own leg? Was it to gain the attention of a lover, was it to prevent been released from the hospital, was she tormented by fears only she could know or was it drive by shear passion and lust? The clip ends all to soon, it leaves us wondering what happens next. Is she recasted, how much damage did she do to her leg?Where does this take her from here, what is the rest of the story? If anyone of you are familiar with this clip and can translate it, or knows the background of where it came from and the context please comment below. I'm dying to know.

Halloween the costume and the quiz

2010-10-25T17:13:00.002-04:00

You have spoken, I placed the order for the Queen of Heart's costume last evening. Now I'm having a bit of buyer's remorse this morning . For one thing, I'm not sure my a have the right body to fill it out in all the right places (the legs should be are OK- see below, I'm but not at all sure I have the boobs for it, no I'm not showing them). The other thing I'm worried about is the fine line between a fun and sexy Halloween costume and one that makes you look cheap and slutty. This is a party where I DO NOT want to look like a cheap tramp. So now I have a week of anxiety in front of me. Which brings me back to this question that keeps popping up in the back of my head,"Is it too late to go as a pumpkin?"

These are my legs

Also I found this cool Halloween Quiz,. It is fun and much harder then you think. The scariest part is how much candy corn is made and eaten each year, all I can say is Oh My God.! Here is the link to the quiz, have a booo- tiful time.

http://www.mydailymoment.com/app/quiz/userquiz/takequiz/267

Help

2010-10-22T17:47:00.000-04:00

OK. I need your help, in a hurray. We have been invited to a rather nice but fun Halloween party and I need to get a costume. I have to place the order by Sunday to have the get up delivered on time. So which should I go with. the Queen of Hearts or the Pirate Queen, or something you thing I should go as.
Just leave a comment as to which one I should use. This could be scary, but fun.

The Dream lives on, sort of

2010-10-02T11:35:00.000-04:00

Like I said , I am having a hard time keeping that dream about fracturing my ankle and being casted by a friend out of my thoughts. It had so many weird and strange parts and yet was so sexy and erotic. So I began to wonder about sexy dreams and I found this article
http://www.lhj.com/health/sexual/what-do-your-sex-dreams-mean/

I especial found # 4, Girl Power to be interesting and explains allot. Well, maybe.

Half Broken Tuesday, my dream

2010-09-28T21:20:00.000-04:00

Sorry but no picutres tonight. However I have a dream to share. It really happened to me on Saturday night or Sunday morning i should say and while parts of it are gone, lost in the place where parts of dreams go and fade, the main parts are burned into my memory.
It was so erotic and sensual . I have had a very hard time getting it out of my thoughts, not that I really want to mind you, but a girl's got to focus on other things at times. Here is the part that I remember, keep in mind it doesn't all make sense, even to me, it is, it was a dream. I have not tried to analize it, other then to realize my mind is telling me it has been way too long since my last time..
It was the Holiday season, I was shopping at an unfamiliar mall. It was large, multi level, with tons of people crushing and pushing their way through the shops. I was desperate to find a present for my hubby, I was searching for a felt hat, the kind like in those old Humphrey Bogart movies ( ok , ok, stupid I know , but it was a dream and I have no idea where the "hat thing " came from or what if anything it means). The mall was not that attractive and unfimillar, I kept wondering to myself, "why did I come here?". The stores were decorated and crowed but I was not having fun, I was stressed. Then I spotted a hat store,(like when is the last time you have seen a hat store in a mall?) My prize was in the window, the prefect hat for Hubby. I purchased it and they boxed and wrapped it for me with green wrapping paper and a red bow. I felt the urge to leave the mall as soon as I could. Rushing , wrapped box in hand I hurried through the crowd, some how my cross trainers had morphed into 3 inch pumps, ( again I don't know where this came from ,I love shoes and a sexy pair of pumps as much as the next girl but I would never wear them on a shopping trip to the mall) as I when through a door that opened to a small flight of stairs and into to the parking garage. On the second to last step, the box got hung up on the stair railing, resisting just enough to turn my torso sideways as I took the last step off the stairs. The dream was so vivid and crisp and clear at this point, it was slow motion, my foot turns slightly sideways, facing parallell to the last tread,of the stair well, while my momentum is going forward. My right foot buckles, as the weight and force of my body twist and puts unsustainable forces on my tibia and fibula and the ligaments holding them in place around my ankle joint. As the bones begin to give way, I hear 2 loud snipping sounds, my ankle can no long support me and it gives way. I begin to fall. As a fall I cry out,"My hat! My Hat!" as the box tumbles out of my hands it falls down two more flights of stairs to the levels below gone ofr ever.( which is strange because a few seconds ago starting down the stairs it was but a single flight of 6 steps, now it is a stair well with multiple flights, Why I have no clue).
My tibia and my fibula both succome to the pressure and fracture. I rememberat this point in my dream thinking, OH God I have a bimalleolar fracture of my right ankle. I fell in a heap. My shoe went flying off ,skidding across the floor of the parking garage. The pain was immediate, it was incapasitating, I saw white flashes of pain, as I rolled on the ground trying to scream for help but no words or sound moving from my mouth. The louder I tried to call for help, the more the silence was evident, nothing was coming out of my mouth, I couldn't talk.
I knew I had fractured my ankle. I felt the fracture with my hands, displaced fractures of both my tibia and fibula, surgery was the order of the day. It was a nasty fracture, and as the full extent of my damage dawned on me form my examitation of my ankle as I was on the floor of the garage, I became arouse. Knowing I would be casted and on crutches for the Holidays, I started thinking of what dresses I would wear and what would go with a red cast, or should I get a black cast?
Should I get a long leg cast, forgoing surgery? Thinking of how sexy and sensual the cast would be and how I would seduce Hubby in it. The thought of the orgasm I would have as my cast would resist the contraction and spasm of my thigh and calf muscles as my body and mind gave way to pure pleasure on sex, was something I remeber thinking even while I was dreaming, "this is very arousing".
Just then, Jenny ( not her real name, but from her face it was someone who is a dear and a close friend of mine with who I share many of my thoughts and gossip appears but with whom I have never shared my cast secret , she is married and as far as I know she is straight ). She is dress in scrubs, and leans down to look at my ankle. Her touch sends chills through me, the feeling is electric. " We are going to need to cast this beautiful leg." Jenny says to me as she loads me on a gurney ( don't ask where it came from in the middle of a mall garage). She pushes me through a pair of swing doors at the end of the garage and we are in my bedroom in my house. There is a casting chart next to my bed full of orthopedic supplies. Jenny slides me off the gurney onto my bed . She bends down stroking my forehead and hair, telling me it is going to be fine, the she will make me feel wonderful. She repeats over and over "I know what you need.".Jenny pulls out her surgical scissors and cuts of my dress and for some reason my panties. I am naked from the belly down, I feel myself growing more aroused with each touch from Jenny as she brushes my thighs and my now nake private parts with her hands while she is removing my clothes. Then she slides a long white piece of soft cotton stockinette over my foot and ankle and up my calf and to the top thigh. I feel her grab my ankle saying " you might want to prepare for this." as she begins to pull and twist on my ankle in an effort to reduce my fractures bones. My nipples harden as the pain rushes over me, I moan in a mix of agony and pleasure. Jenny has wrapped my entire leg in padding She dips a roll white scottcast fiberglass casting tape into the pail of warm water and begins a figure 8 around my ankle. The warm sensation of the fiberglass caresses my broken ankle as I can feel it begin to harden in a shell. Jenny bends down to kiss me, as her lips, moist, and inviting begin to close on mine,........... our stupid dog barks and wakes me up. He hears a squirrel on our deck and is going crazy. Trying in vain to remain half asleep I roll off the bed in my sleeping t-shirt and bare foot I shuffle quickly to the back door. Keeping my eyes half closed , so as if to trap the thoughts that have been playing in my head and keep them captive until Ican return to bed and to sleep, I drag the dog with me.
I shoved the dog out of the door into the yard and tried desperately to get back to sleep to finish my dream, but it was lost. My husband was beside me, asleep but beginning to stir from the commotion caused by our dog. He rolled over and kissed me both good morning and good bye, he then got up to go meet his buddies for a tee time. I was left frustrated in bed, alone and horny. I took care of the last part by myself after my Hubby left, he has no idea what he missed.

Half Broken Tuesday Belated, One tough Lady

2010-09-21T22:25:00.000-04:00

Are women Tough? Watch this video of a lady with a Colles fracture having her fracture reduced. This girl is tough, she looks as if she was getting her nails done rather then her broken ends of her radius pushed and pulled back into line. You go girl!

Half Broken Tuesday: Back, Dancing to the joys of a cast!

2010-09-07T20:15:00.001-04:00

Stephanie is back enjoying her cast as only an entertainer can. She was still early in her healing process when she did this little vlog. However as cute as she is,and I think she is definitely cute ,she seems a bit at stressed.
So my suggestions for her are:
A: Get out of the house a bit and show off the sexy cast, girl, you would be surprised how many people will pay attention to you, heck you may be discovered by a "casting" director and your movie career would soar to new highs.
B. maybe cut back a wee bit on the pain meds, been there and I tend to be a bit frantic , having had a fractured bone in my foot before I understand it can be painful, but watch the meds girl.
, C. find a partner (see suggestion "A") and have some bone rocking, body quaking, eye rolling casted sex. Take it from someone who has been there, an "O" in a cast is unlike anything else you have ever experienced and I mean that in a very very good way..

Boobs part two

2010-09-05T19:51:00.003-04:00

A few days ago I posted a video by Stephine Carlisi, actress,singer, songwriter and entertainer, in which she declared that feet and casts were actually the new Boobs. You have to watch the video it is precious ( see the second post down from here). Anyway, after getting so many hits on her cast video she decided that people ( mainly guys) were more turned on by her feet and cast then by her breasts. So I thought I would put her thesis to the test. OK, time to vote by using the comments,which are most sexy, my boobs ( b cups) or my feet and toes (size 8) you tell me.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-08-31T20:53:00.000-04:00

Just trying to do some spring house cleaning, and what's a girl's reward? She gets a Jones fracture of her 5th metatarsal when she falls off the chair she was using for a step stool. I that wasn't bad enough, to make matters worse she had signed up for dance classes that started the next week. Instead of dancing with would be stars, she had to settle for being pampered at home with attention from her husband and her mother. Although she was in pain, her cute little pussy seemed to enjoy her mistresses' cast. Kitty tried to help her take her mind of the pain by trying to bring pleasure . The extra care and love wasn't enough and ultimately surgery was required. Even with the help of hardware however her fracture is still a slow healer and she spent 8 weeks on crutches and 4 more in her walking boot.

Whew, No need for a boob job now.

2010-08-28T15:22:00.000-04:00

A friend emailed me this video. It is from a lady who broke her foot, the old fashion way, by stepping in a pothole. She has a series of these VLOGs that she has done since her accident. This is the best one I think, she is humorous and cute in this one, except she has an annoying habit of eating some kind of snack every 10 seconds as she is talking. Anyway she draws a great conclusion after spending several days laid up with a fractured limb and surfing and chatting on the Internet.

TMI 4 questions

2010-08-26T19:08:00.001-04:00

It's here, the second edition of Too Much Information . These questions were emailed to me by a reader of Broken Wrapped & fiberglassed. I am more then happy to answer.

How long have you been married?
We have been married for 4 years this summer.

Is your hubby into casts? If not, what does he think of your/our "interest"?

He , hence forth to be known as "Hubby", does not share my fetish in the least. Hubby is a very conservative straight values kind of guy, with a wonderful sense of humor, very caring and loving and is the sweetest man I have ever met, but he has not got the first real kinky bone in his body. He would be appalled at the thought of a cast being arousing or erotic for someone, esp. for me. It would be traumatic for him.
Have you been able to do any rec casting yet?
My roommate and I did slc's and arm casts in college during vacation breaks ( spring spring mainly and once on a trip to visit a friend of hers at another college. but I have not had a rec cast since then.

Would you ever consider modeling casts for a site or on your own?
My blog serves as my outlet for my pent up passions for wanting a cast. It is literaly a labor of passion for me. That said I have no desire to do cast photography of others,even though I find them erotic and sexy. Ialso have no desire run a pay site. I will leave that to folks who are far more artistic and with more skills then I possess.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-08-25T20:23:00.000-04:00

Here is at athletic trainer and triathlete who fractured her radius, a colles fracture while she was snowboarding on vacation. A broken bone isn't enough to stop is fun,strong and fearless lady. After surgery she was back leading her classes and competing in biathlons. You go fast girl.

Interview with Broken Angelz creator.

2010-08-19T22:06:00.000-04:00

Recently I had an opportunity to exchange emails with the founder and the driving force behind the Broken Angelz website. He is very charming and witty and at times very frank. He has a winning personality and I can certainly understand how he gets all of the cute models to have their legs casted for his shots. here is the interview,I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. Please let me know your thoughts by leaving a comment.

Here is the interview:

1.What would you say is your most attractive physical feature ( ie. eyes abs,
smile etc.)?- Hmm... well the compliment I get most often is my eyes. They're bright blue.
2. If you are on face book would your status read single, in a relationship,
married, or it's complicated?- Single/semi-in a relationship.
3. If you have a significant other, how does she feel about your cast

photography?- She thinks the cast photography stuff is odd, but knows me well enough to know that, while it may be part of who I am, it isn't what I am, and that one facet of my life doesn't define me as a person entirely. Besides, she's pretty kinky herself. :)
4. What would your friends say is your best attribute ( non physical)?
- Either sense of humor or loyalty. If I'm friends with someone there's nothing I wouldn't do for them, but if someone screws me over they're on the shit list forever. I hold a grudge and rarely forgive. I'm not talking about simple saying one of my photo sets suck or something, that I'm fine with, I mean actually screwing me over, or being repetitively abusive in their communications with me.
5. What is your day time occupation?
- Professional photographer and stay at home dad for right now. Not sure what I'll be doing a year from now, but I've had a mix of jobs, from retail management to auto technician.
6. What is your best talent non sexual?
- I'm a pop culture and music trivia savant. I'm the guy friends call when they need to figure out who sings a particular song or something like that. It's rainman-esque.
7. What is your best talent of a sexual nature?
- I have to pick just one? LOL
8. If you could study anything in the world what would you want to learn or become?
- Master slurpee flavor mixer. Mmmmm....slurpee....
9.When did you first notice that casts had an attraction for you?
- 5 or 6 maybe, pretty early... I had an attraction to women on crutches and in ace wraps and casts, but I also had a massive desire to wear casts myself. The older I got the more defined my fetish became and the more my “interest” evolved into just seeing attractive women in casts, to the point where I have no desire to wear them anymore. I'm strictly a voyeur at this point.
10.Have you ever had a real cast for a fracture or injury, if so what and how did it happen?
- Nope. And considering all the sports I played in school I think it's nothing short of a miracle.
11. The casts in your pictures are so beautiful,( often more precise and perfect then genuine medical casts) how did you develop your skill?
- Why thank you... Years and years of practice really. Honestly, my first casts looked awful, they were wrinkled, lumpy, and just poorly constructed. At this point I've been casting models for about 12 years or so, and have picked up tricks and tips along the way that help with my techniques. Like anything, when you do something long enough it gets easier over time. At this point I'm coming up on my 500th model and about 600th shoot...
12.When did you begin with your cast photography?
- The first model was Christina, back when I was a freshman in college, so 1998-ish... She was in one of my classes, struggling with the course, I thought she was cute, so one day I very nervously approached her about tutoring her in exchange for her modeling for me, she countered with asking me to write her term paper for her, and I did. That's the short version... :) I didn't have the BA site back then, all the first models I shot were posted for free on Aceman's old site, Psycho Cast Page, now called Cast Kingdom. You can still find some of my free pics there: http://casterz.com/kingdom/index.html.
13. What was the the hardest thing you hard to do to get your site Broken Angles up and running?
- Making the choice to go full bore into just doing a paysite, not posting as much free material, and the wrath/ire that would create with my fellow casters. You have to remember that this was back in the early days of the community where there wasn't a lot of webfinds, where most material came from fellow casters, there were only 2 other paysites (Gimpix and Ladies in Leg Casts), and the community was much more about open sharing than making a profit. I know some people viewed me as a sell out, but in all honesty I wouldn't have been able to get to where I am now without having to make that choice, I certainly wasn't going to be able to keep paying for it myself. And to this day I still have people that think I've done little more for the community than be some grumpy asshole paysite owner who bitches about pic reposting incessantly... Oh well...
14.What is the most rewarding thing for you about your site?
- In all honesty, the main reason I started casting models myself was because no one was really putting out the types of pictures/models/material I wanted to see. I figured if I couldn't find it, I'd just create it... So for me, the reward is being able to produce the types of shoots I want to “see” without having to flip the bill for it out of pocket, like I had to in the early days. Other people enjoying my work, and appreciating the time and effort I put into it, is an awesome bonus though and I truly hope people dig what I put out and feel they get their money's worth (if they're members).
15. What is the most discouraging thing about running your site?
- People that always want something for nothing, expect me to post tons of free shit (though they don't want to pay a dime for anything), repost my original photographs without my permission, password trade, and just generally do douchey type things because they either feel they're entitled, or because they're too self centered to give a shit about anything, or anyone, but themselves...
16. I'm sure everyone asks you this, but how do you find your models and how do they typically react when you explain that you would like to apply a cast to them and take their picture?
- Various ways, modeling websites, agencies, message boards, ads, but mostly word of mouth these days... I'm lucky in that at this point I've worked with so many models that I have friends of friends recommend me and I have more models lined up than funds to pay them all, so I can afford to be somewhat selective. Most of the time they either think it's a bit odd, or just think it's cool to try out a cast without having to actually break something. Either way they pretty much do it for the money, and while some occasionally enjoy the experience, none really do so to the point that they'll be converted to being casters themselves or anything... sorry if that ruins the illusion for anyone.
17. What percent of women seem to actually enjoy the feeling of being in a cast?
- Women or models I work with? I dunno if there is an actual number, but I've found it to be pretty low. Usually if a woman likes wearing a cast it's for one of two reasons,either they do it to please their man, or they do it for the attention. Rarely is it the physical sensation. At least that's what I've found.
18. Outside of your friends in the cast community have you told anyone else about your affinity for casts?
- Not really. I tend to keep my private life just that, private. I don't want to know about my friends and family's sexual habits, and I don't feel the need to share mine with them.
19. You started Broken Devils not so long ago, what prompted you to get into the adult material? Have you ever been tempted to star in one of those videos along with your casted model?
- It was really a mix of things. I wanted to see if it would make money and maybe help offset some bigger BA projects. I thought it'd be something interesting to try, and I liked the challenge aspect to starting a new site which really hadn't been done before in the cast world. And I guess lastly, I wanted to produce more adult oriented material that I had been getting request for to do for so many years. So far it's met with mixed success. While some of the videos have sold really well, the costs involved often negate most of what I might make on them. Plus it's been difficult devoting the amount of time to it I'd like to. And that's something I'm planning on changing in the future.
20. What is the most erotic experience you have had in regards to your interest in casts?
- Once again, I have to pick just one? hehe... Let's just say my life hasn't sucked.
21. Will you ever be able to leave your day job behind and focus solely on yourBroken sites?
- No. Nor would I want to. It's a nice distraction, and something I enjoy for the most part, but it's not something I foresee myself doing forever. Of course that doesn't mean that I plan to retire anytime in the immediate future, but there will come a day I'd like to find a worthy successor to pass the site on too. For now I think I've found a nice balance, although it does take up considerable time. It's not just shooting picture sets, it's all the prep time that goes into shoots, the back and forth emails trying to book models, rescheduling cancellations when they don't show, editing picture sets for the site/videos, doing the physical updates, emails from fellow casters and site members, dealing with membership issues, working out deals with contributors and sending their supplies out, bookkeeping, supply orders, inventory control, etc... It's damn near a full time job in itself.
22.. What is that most difficult cast for you to apply and turn out to meet your high standards for a beautiful form?
- Probably the most difficult casts are the larger ones, like a DHS, simply because it takes awhile and I'm trying to apply it by myself, in a confined space usually (like a bathroom so I don't make a mess). It's a challenge applying it quickly enough so the model doesn't tire, balanced against your need to take your time to make sure the cast looks and conforms well for the pictures...
23. What cast do you personally think is the most sexy and aestheticallypleasing?
- Anything realistic. So probably I'd say a well worn slc or llc. My cast fetish is an extension of my foot fetish (or is it the reverse? hmm....anyways...) so it's all about the foot, toes, encased leg to me, but in a realistic setting. To me a SLC with a cast boot can be as much of a turn on as a LLC depending on the circumstance and woman casted. With that said, arm casts and big casts don't really do anything for me. I do them to keep members happy mostly. What I don't get is these new "fantasy cast" type things like a handcuff cast or a straight jacket cast or whatever... LOL. I think it's just silly.
24.. What should I have asked you that I didn't?
- If I like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain?... :)

Thank you so much for your time.

To really appreciate his talent and the beauty of his work , please visit Broken Angelz. If you are feeling naughty visit the Broken Devilz site. Here are the links to those sites.

EJCast/Broken Angelz

www.brokenangelz.com

http://www.clips4sale.com/store/5330

http://www.clips4sale.com/store/27725

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-08-16T20:41:00.000-04:00

This week we have a 30's something guy. He was riding his bike, when according to him he took a "very hard fall". He went to the E.R. because his wrist hurt, the E.R. Doc checked out the xrays and said it was just a sprain. Wrong! As often happens scaphoid fractures are missed at the first xray. In fact, the most supported protocol says that if a patient presents with pain that suggests a scaphoid fracture that the writs be immobilized in a sats or splint even if the xrays are negative and then have the injury re-xrayed in 2 to 3 weeks for signs of a healing fracture. In this case our fractured hero went in pain for a few weeks before his fracture was caught by an ortho dr., who then casted him. But the damage was done and despite the cast the fracture did not heal, it was a non union , and surgery was later required complete with hardware. Notice the screw placed in the scaphoid ( a cashew shaped bone in the wrist)to pull it together to help it knit together. All in all, he sent 9 weeks in a cast or brace.

hnt

2010-08-12T22:04:00.000-04:00

Felling very daring and naughty tonight, so here is my first and maybe my last ever HNT.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-08-10T05:43:00.000-04:00

This 20's something lady went to a family reunion to see her family, relax and have a little fun. Instead she , she got a 8 weeks in a short leg cast. She joined in a friendly game of volleyball and promptly ruptured her Achilles tendon. She opted for the surgery ( I would have foregone the surgery and spent more time casted, but then that is just me.). Notice the printed word "yes" just up her calf from the incision denoting to the surgeon that this is the leg that needs the repair.

Working through things

2010-08-08T16:01:00.002-04:00

I am feeling lost, my vacation was wonderful in fact it was maybe too wonderful. My hubby and I were on a cruise, it was picture perfect. We had a chance to relax and reconnect ( not that we had disconnected but we both have very high stress professions and work long hours). The setting, the slowed down schedule to Island time , the sunsets, all made it very romantic,I'm a sucker for romantic. The result, intimate, hot, frequent and very satisfying sex. But it left me wanting more, it left me wanting to take the next step my husband will not take with me.

I have had good and bad and even indifferent sex since I first became sexually active at age 17. Generally I have found that sex is good, (esp since I have been married) but yes I have faked it before ( the male ego is a terrible thing to bruise).

However the Best , the hottest,the most earth shattering, the eyes-rolling-to the back-of my-head , the body quivering like jello, the breath taking, panting mind numbing orgasms I have been fortunate to have, have all come (no pun intended) on those occasions when I have been casted for a medical reason. I have never had anything approaching the level and intensity of those "O's" that I have had while in a real cast while having sex without being in a cast. (Not that the other "o's" are not satisfying, but there is a big gap between good and Greeeeaaatttt.) My last set of casted "o's" was over 2 years ago when I had fractured my scaphoid and my radius and was in an long arm cast (lats). I want that out of this world feeling again. The vacation cruise sparked my appetite for more and better sex,don't get me wrong please this is not about lack of satisfaction with my hubby. He was great, he is very loving and is very good in bed but I want the ultimate again. Now that I have had good I yearn to have the great again and have no way of knowing how or when it will arrive. Like I said , I'm working through it all.

I'm baaaaaaaack

2010-07-27T19:59:00.000-04:00

The reason for no recent updates- WE ( hubby and I) went on a vacation. We were gone 8 days, most of it on a cruise. It was absolutely wonderful, even though I had to go through the agony of shopping for 2 new swim suits before the trip, it was all worth the momentary blow to my self imagine. Actually once on the cruise, I did feel very good about my self and I could tell hubby thought so as well. Not sure if it was the sun, the ocean breeze, or the islands but it all had an instant impact to our sex life. No, no, hubby did not develop a cast fetish ( I gave up on that fantasy a long time ago) , nor get he suddenly go kinky on me ( if you don't count him letting me give him a blowie in the phone booth of a shower in our cabin as kinky) but we did get naughty, again and again and.. well, you get the idea. Anyway it is now back to earth, as I was only home for less then an hour before I started my first load of dirty laundry, Welcome back to the real world.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-07-12T21:08:00.000-04:00

Here is a perky 28 year old, who had a terrible experience with a ruptured mcl in her knee. The first surgery didn't work and she had to undergood a second surgery. In that surgery she had a achilles tendon from a cadvier transplanted and used for her mcl. it had to be attached to her bones, thus the cast. She spent 9 weeks in her cast, having it go from a back slab , to two clc. She said the cast hurt because as the size of her calf shrink, the clc slipped down rubbing on her ankle and achilles. I am not sure why the Dr. didn't use a llc, it would have solved that problem and made her cast experience much more comfortable. By the way she said she got so many hits on her blog on her cast pictures that she set up a seperate page labeled "my cast".

half broken Tuesday

2010-07-07T05:52:00.008-04:00

She had a trimalleolar fracture of her ankle. It required surgery and she had to have her ankle fused. She was told she would be in a cast for 4 weeks. The green cast was still on 9 weeks afterwards.

A few T.M.I. questions submitted by a reader

2010-07-05T21:52:00.002-04:00

A reader submitted 5 questions for me to answer. Hope it isn't boring for you but I love this. I answer them honestly, although at times you might think there is T.M.I. in them. I won't do anything that might put someone's identiy at risk. however. Here goes on the first set of TMI questions. Please vote or leave comments as to what you think about this new section. If you would like to submit questions for me about anything, please email them to me at happyg0704@yahoo.com

q1 Would you rather be rec or med casted ?
Oh there is no doubt at all. I would rather be in a med cast. A medical cast is a commitment, it brings the promise of a time line and a confinement that casting for fun does not. It is like the difference between being with someone you like and being with someone you love. This is strange, but also the nature of a real fractured bone adds a sexual intensity to being in a cast, there is pleasure in the pain at times.

q2, How does being casted make you feel inside and out ?
Being casted, for me is a very sensual time. Feeling the stockinette rolled over my leg or arm and then the padding and finally the casting material. sends sensations through me not unlike the electric feeling I get when I am touched by a lover. The warmth of the reaction of the fiberglass as it sets heightens that feeling and brings even more arousal. Most of the time by the end of the process I am wet 'down there' and can't wait to get home for a few private moments for myself
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q3 Do others in your family know about your attraction to casting ?
No, my family knows nothing about my fetish. Only a few close friends who know me from earlier in high school or college and one more current friend are aware of my special feeling. All of them share to some degree the same sexual attraction for casts as I do or they are very attracted to others who are in a cast.  MY friends that know are both male and female friends.

q4, Does anything else besides being casted turn you on or excite you ? Yes I am into light bondage and mild s and;m. like spanking., I love being tied down, or restrained while my lover has their way with me orally. I am a sucker for a foot message ( oh that is a slice of heaven) I love to have my feet kissed and my toes kissed and sucked.   I get turned on by soft porn, or by videos such as IFeelMyself . Soft and very tender but very erotic and sensual video get me excited. Romantic moments, I know this is corny but I fall for it every time, such as cuddling on a couch in front of a fire, for a private candle lit dinner where my lover and I can share the moment, talk and just be together are a sure non cast way to light my fire. Finally I have a real thing for shoes and though it isn't sexual, it is pretty close as you can get..

q5, What's your wildest fantasy ?
Remember , you asked, my ultimate sexual cast fantasy is to have my ankle fracture while making love right at the moment I start to feel that very first wave of my "O" coming on. and then being placed in a long leg cast.

Happy Birthday, USA and to me

2010-07-04T11:23:00.001-04:00

Happy Forth of July! It is also my birthday as well, and it is one that ends with a "0". I'm 30 today, so far that thought isn't as traumatic as I thought it might be several months ago. After all it is only a number, right. Right? Actually I woke up this morning excited. I was laying in bed for a bit, being lazy watching the sun rise and light up the morning, and I thought about all the wonder things that are out there for me over the next ten years, It is exciting to think of all the wonderful things that are yet to come in my life. I felt the tick tock of my biological clock, it has been getting a little louder of late and I feel the urge to be a mother a little more each day. Finally I allowed my mind to wonder as to if i would be in a cast anytime in the next ten years,mummm a nice red white and blue full leg cast would be so wonderful. Time to close my eyes and blow out the candles. I know what I'm wishing for...

Arrggghhh a necessary evil

2010-07-03T14:42:00.002-04:00

Fire up the weed whacker! It's is that time again. I am scheduled to get my Brazilian wax this afternoon. Actually Iam very good about keeping things neat and orderly down there, usually I shave or trim, but we are just a days away from going on vacation and that means two piece time. Sooooo, it is time for some yard work on my mommy parts and I want some time for it any irritations to heal before getting in a resort pool (ohhh T.M.I.) . I actually love how it feels once the pain and irritation has gone away. Feeling naked and bald down there is a very sensual feeling for me. In those very private moments when I am enjoying myself alone the touch on my hairless sexy parts is very arousing for me. I love the feel of my silky underwear against my bare skin and when hubby goes down there, OMG it feels so good. But it is also like going to the dentist. First you may dread the notion, even if you know that it is for the best and you will feel much better after the visit. Second you spend lots of extra time brushing your teeth and flossing much more then normal just so there isn't gross stuff in there even if you have great dental hygiene habits. So I dread going to the salon for my wax, and then i spend extra time making sure that everything is in top shape down there. I pride myself on always being sexy in my lady parts so I know my vacation wax will be the result I am looking for and that it will be well worth it. It is just that sometimes the thought of it is worst then the actual activity. Sorry if that was too much information.

His & Hers part two The Hospital Surprise

2010-06-30T19:39:00.001-04:00

When I opened the door for the Paramedics they looked at me on my crutches, there was a Girl who noticed my Swollen toes, she said “ Looks like your coming for a ride as well.” I just shrugged her off and said “ My Girl is in the Kitchen.” I stood in the door way of the kitchen while the 2 Paramedics worked on Sarah. In a matter of minutes they had all her vitals, and were asking her all sorts of questions. I stood there deep in thought about how great it was going to be with us both in leg casts. It was probably good we both had a cast fetish because neither of our casts were coming off anytime soon.

I jumped back into reality when I heard Sarah scream out in pain as they put an inflatable full leg splint on her leg and began to blow it up. She began to hyperventilate and without warning an oxygen mask was placed over her face. She kept saying “ Russ don’t leave me….” I promised her that I would NEVER leave her. After strapping Sarah to the stretcher she was loaded into the Ambulance, reluctantly I got in the back as well, never letting go of her hand. We made small talk on the ride to the hospital, Sarah squeezed my hand and told me that she wanted me to see Doctor D about my ankle. Not only was Doctor D the Orthopedist who did my surgery but he was also a good friend of Sarah’s. The more my toes began to swell, the more I could feel my ankle pressing against the sides of the cast causing great pain.

As we backed into the Emergency Room Drop off, I leaned over and kissed Sarah on the forehead whispering in her ear, “ first we find out what’s up with you and then I’ll call Doc D…”

As Sarah was wheeled into the Hospital everyone there knew her, so we got special treatment including a trip directly to the X-Ray dept, because as soon as we walked in Sarah told one of her nurse friends that she had broken her leg. I was lead into a private room where I was asked to sit and wait.

There were 2 bed’s in the room so I plopped down in what I believed to be the spare. By now my ankle was killing me, I closed my eyes and thought about what a dumb ass I was thinking I could hold Sarah up on my bad leg, but I mean she’s built like a gymnast, 110 pounds five feet four inches, perfect body, always running…. Yeah guess I fucked that up for her as well….. I must have drifted off, probably because of the 2 percocets I took. I woke up to pain shooting through out my whole body as someone squeezed each one of my casted toes. I shoot up with a brief AH, only to see Doctor D squeezing each toe. When I regained my composer Doctor D said to me “ We really need to get an X-Ray, I think you just messed up everything I fixed, if not more.”

I asked “ How’s Sarah?” Doctor D told me that “ She will be fine.” I demanded a little more info. Doctor D just smiled and said “ She will be down in 5 minutes, I’m going to send in a nurse to take you to X-Ray…” I sighed and just said “Ok but first I want to see my Sarah.” Doctor D said “ We’ll see you in a bit.” Turned and left the room.

I guess it was about five or tens minutes later I heard my sweet Sarah’s voice “ Hey Baby I’m back.” Sarah was being pushed in a Wheelchair, with her right leg propped up on the leg rest all I could see were white bandages. She said “ Thanks Tim, I’ll be ok from here.” Sarah wheeled herself over to the side of the bed I was laying in. I tried to get up so that she could have the bed, but she just put her hand on my chest and gently pushed me back down.

“So how’s your leg babe? I’m so sorry.” I began to panic. Sarah pulled the blue hospital gown up that she was now wearing and I could see that she was in a Temp Long Leg Cast, a fiberglass back slab that ran from just below her but to beyond her toes was being held on with White Ace bandages. She smiled “ Broken clean, just below my knee, five days in this till the swelling goes down, then a nice LLC.” Before I could apologies for the 100th time, she hit the nurse’s call button on the wall. “ Are you in pain hun is that why you called for the nurse?” Sarah insured me that she was still “ medicated.”

A female Nurse who I recognized as Sarah’s long time friend Jenna walked in with a Clip board. She pulled up a chair, handed me the clip board and that’s when Sarah began to explain what would happen.

Sarah spoke softly as Jenna took my blood pressure, “ Now Russ….. what if I told you that Jenna, Doctor D and myself could make your Dream Cast come true? What would you Say?” I couldn’t help but smile, “ I would say, were do I sign?”

Sarah jumped in saying “ Well actually baby, you’ve been I a terrible motorcycle accident so…. I’m going to need to sign consent for you.” As Sarah signed the papers and handed them back to Jenna Doctor D walked in looked at me and said “ Man are you lucky to be alive, we will be performing emergency surgery on you this afternoon. Sarah if your up to it would you start and I.V in Russ, you are the best at finding a good vein.”

His and Hers, a love story

2010-06-29T19:29:00.001-04:00

Its been 3 weeks since my ankle surgery, I now have a pretty sweet black SLC with my foot casted pointing down so I am forced to use crutches. Cast’s have always been a turn on for me, and come to find out they were even a bigger turn on to my Girl Friend Sarah. Having a Cast made Sex with Sarah GREAT!!! But her policy was it had to be Medical, a rec cast was just to fake for her.

Sarah was an Orthopedic Surgery Nurse, she had made a friend with an Orthopedic Surgeon Named Doctor “D”. Little did I know that tonight he would make our dreams come true… well I helped.

After Sarah served me Dinner in bed I decided to crutch out to the kitchen and keep her company while she did the dishes. When I got to the kitchen there she was standing at the sink in a white tank top, some sexy lacy boy short panties and knee high socks. Man she knew how to get my engine running. I noticed she had her Ipod on and was singing out loud so I wasn’t worried about her hearing my crutches click on the kitchen floor. I slowly came up behind her and started to lightly blow on the back of her neck. Sarah saw my reflection in the window and smiled.

As I dropped my crutches my right hand was massaging her firm ass. While my left hand was lightly stroking her firm breast. Sarah quickly turned around throwing her arms around my neck she began to make out with my. Not expecting this I put a lot of weight on my ankle, sending pain through out my body I moaned. Sarah just smiled as she grabbed my now rock hard cock and slipped it out of my boxes.

As Sarah Danced out of her Panties she slipped my boxers to the ground. Watching my beautiful girl friend dance in front of me had me so in the moment, I forgot about my Ankle. As both my hands found her beautiful ass I lifted her up and slide my cock into her warm pussy, she moaned loudly and whispered in my ear “ Fuck my babe.”

As I pumped into her more and more, my ankle began to hurt more and more Sarah yelled “ I’m Cumming baby don’t stop!!!!” her so in the moment was all I need to get to climax myself. As Sarah came, she came hard bucking against my pelvis, between her slamming my body and all the weight on my ankle, I felt a SNAP and fell to the ground.

Unfortunately for Sarah I landed on top of her, my leg cast landing just below her knee with all of my weight behind it. I quickly rolled off of my Girl, my ankle killing me but I was only worried about Sarah. As soon as I lifted my cast off her leg I knew her leg was broken. And I wondered if mine was as well.

A single tear ran down her face as she said “ Baby I hurt my leg…” I grabbed her hand and said “ I think its broken Boog, I’m so sorry……” As I grabbed my crutches I reached for the phone and called 911….. about 30 seconds later I told Sarah that “ An ambulance is on the way. I’ll be right back hunnie.” I crutched to the bed room and slipped on a pair of Sweat pants. I noticed my toes were swelling, but was more worried about Sarah. I grabbed the bottle of Percocets from the nightstand and popped 2. I opened the draw and grabbed a Bikini bottom that tied at the sides for Sarah so I didn’t have to move her leg. When I got back to the kitchen Sarah was sitting propped up against the cabinet. She smiled as I sat next to her and slide the bikini bottoms under her. I tied them at the side and she kissed me saying “ Your so smart…” I kissed her back and whispered “ I’m so sorry…..” that’s when she noticed my now blue and swollen toes.

“Oh my god Russ, your Ankle!!!!’ She yelled. I took her hand and told her I was fine, it was her I was concerned about. She squeezed my hand while looking into my eyes she said “ I’m a fucking orthopedic nurse, I know that is NOT FINE!!!!” Before I could answer the door bell rang. “It’s the Ambulance babe, I have to get that.” As I crutched towards the door Sarah Yelled “ I hope they brought 2 cause your going to the hospital too Mister!!!!!” by DangeRuss

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-06-29T19:16:00.010-04:00

She tripped over her puppy dog and fractured a bone in her foot. The Dr. told her she would be in a cast for about 4 weeks. Those Jones fractures of the 5th metatarsal bone are very tricky things to heal, poor blood supply, so she was in a cast for 13 weeks instead of 4. Here is the progression of the casts she was in during that time.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-06-15T05:48:00.003-04:00

Not really sure what the exact reason medical reason for his cast or how it happened, but he is a hottie and this one is for us girls.

How good in bed are you? It's cheesy but sometimes you just do it

2010-06-13T11:13:00.006-04:00

Here is another quiz I stumbled across. Again it is for us girls. This one is made up supposedly to tell us girls how good in the sack we are, as if men really care. It is from Cosmo, I know I know , most of the time I just read it for the fluff that it is while I'm waiting to get my hair done, and the quizzes I generally ignore. I mean really, do I need them to tell me I'm inadequate because I don't have a $300 hand bag or my favorite place to dine is not on any one's 5 star list but mine own? ( btw it is a quaint little Mexican place tacky in its decor but with seafood fajitas to die for) But I digress, I took this one mainly because I knew I would do very well, not that I am a slut, kinky most assuredly but not sluttish. Before getting married to Hubby, I had a discrete numbers of partners ( no, not there many, get your mind out of the gutter) and they always came back for more. So I figured that when it came to bouncing in bed, I was doing something right. That, an the fact that when it comes to sex I'm fairly open minded, as you may have guessed. After all, how many girls get kinky over a cast?. Anyway I decided I to throw caution to the wind and see how others would rate my skills. It was fun and I must say not that much over the top. Just remember girls there is no bad score, we'll all sexy in our on way, despite what some guy who is trying to bed you might say, the brain really is our largest sexual organ. T0 quote Forest Gump sexy is a sexy does. Have fun and don't take it too seriously.
http://www.cosmopolitan.com/quizzes-games/online-quiz/cosmo_quiz_are_you_good_in_bed

Half Broken Tuesday belated

2010-06-09T20:30:00.004-04:00

Here is a reality moment, not all closed reductions of fractures go quickly and smoothly. This guy fractured his radius snow boarding down under, and after much tugging, pressing and manipulating, got a soft splint and later a cast.

Circle of friends, beautifully done video

2010-06-06T18:31:00.006-04:00

Remember this circle of casts picture ( see right) that was posted earlier on this blog? Well here is another circle, not of casts, yet it has a beauty and sensuality all of it's own..This is a video I came across ( OK, the pun is intended). and I couldn't take my eyes off watching it ( not to mention my fingers and where they meandered, I couldn't take them off of "it" either, wink wink). To me, it is very sexy, without showing any bare skin or nudity. Amazing how the mind fills in the blank spots for us. I've never pleasured myself in a group before I have for my partner at times and find that very arousing and erotic, but if the opportunity arrived similar to this I would be thrilled to take part.

To view, just click on the link below.

http://girls.onlygirlvideos.com/video190672/pentagony

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-06-01T21:04:00.004-04:00

Talk about luck you determine if it is good or bad luck . You are a young fearless female and you travel aboard, On the trip of a life time you fracture your foot and ankle. The upside was that she said she was never short on guys who offered to help her .

This is what happens when I have too much time on my hands

2010-05-31T15:17:00.004-04:00

I was feeling naughty this afternoon and wanted to post something different and I know this isn't a cast but I thought you might enjoy it anyway......

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-05-25T05:10:00.004-04:00

This must have been one wild Birthday Party. Makes you wonder what she wished for when she blew out the candles.

Encounter in a Bar part I

2010-05-19T20:59:00.003-04:00

IT was a nice little bar, not far from the city center. Not a cookie cutter place, or a chain that is reproduced over and over until it is artificial this place had a character all it's own.. It was a nice place where friends can meet, where professionals , both men and women can congregate to unwind at the end of the day, or to meet friends for a good dinner. Bill was sitting at the bar disinterestedly watching some business channel on the flat screen that hung over the bar while he was sipping a black Russian. He was in town for a conference and was scheduled to leave tomorrow, a business acquaintance had suggested they meet for a drink and dinner after the last business session and had told Bill he would meet him that the bar. That plan was altered about 5 minutes after Bill had planted himself on the bar stool, his cell rang and his business companion, in a weak raspy voice explained that in the 2 hours since they had last seen each other he had come down with a nasty virus and he had spent the last half hour kneeling in front of the hotel room toilet getting everything he had eaten the past 2 days out of his system.. Bill was more than relieved when his acquaintance begged off even though it meant a boring evening alone in a strange town.
Bill was deep in indecision about what to do for dinner and the rest of the evening when something grabbed his attention. He wasn't sure he as much saw her come into the bar as it was that he felt her enter the room. Bill was not alone , it seems two thirds of the bar had noticed her as well.While most of the patrons there where men, there were 3 or 4 women who were sizing her up as possible competition. Although there was another woman who was clearly interested for a totally different orientation, she saw her as something totally different then competition for the men in the room. Bill however, had a hard time keeping from just plain staring at her, despite how obvious his glaring was. She was 5 foot 7, reddish blonde hair , a simple but very sexy black dress that looked as if it had been hand tailored for her, eloquent was the word that came to mind , it flattered her shape and ended just 2 inches above her knees . While if all of that were not enough, what had grabbed Bill's attention was the sound of the crutches.
Thinking back now that is how he first realized she was there, It had been the sound of her crutches. Most people might never have even heard it or recognized that sound, but Bill was attuned to it. It was a split second later that he saw the black slc on her right leg. The cast was a pure work of art. It accentuated her long lovely leg, at seemed to make her much taller then she really was. Her right leg was bent at the knee the cast trailing slightly behind her . She was non weight bearing. the cast perfect, it was almost as if it had been made to accentuate her leg and the rest of her outfit rather then to help a fractured bone knit itself back together . Her left leg, the long shapely one that seemed to go on for ever, was enough to grab any males attention. It was covered with a taupe shade of nylon stocking and her foot was nestled into a modest two inch black peep toe pump,which just like her dress was simple, sexy and very eloquent The movement and grace with which she traversed the bar spoke to the fact that she was not new to crutches. Bill was mesmerized and wondered who was the lucky person whom she had come to meet.

As she crutched across the bar ever closer to his end of the bar, Bill broke off his gaze and stiffly turned to watch the flat screen. He tried to pretend that he was actually more interested in the market report then the Beautiful woman crutching near his bar stool. Taking a long drink of his cocktail ,he hoped he didn't look too obvious and was deciding what to do for dinner now that he just had what he was sure was the highlight of his evening. Taking another drink, Bill began to relax when out of the corner of his eye he saw her closing in next to him. She was leaning her crutches against the bar and hopping up on the seat next to him.
"Sorry, mind if I sit here, hope the crutches don't get in your way." She said, " If so, I can move them the the other side."

" No, no , their fine," Bill said half way surprised that he could find his voice. " Looks like you have the makings a a story there." gesturing towards her cast.
She sat to his right side so the cast on her right leg was on the other side of the stool. Bill tried to steal a glance at the cast without being too obvious. To his surprise as he watched, she demurely crossed her legs so that the casted leg swung over her nylon covered leg. Suddenly the cast was right in front of Bill. It was beautiful, very new, the stark white padding,soft and gleaming white again the black fiberglass of the cast, The padding collar framed her toes, the nails of which were done in a dark red polish. The cast accentuated every sensuous curve of her lower leg, Bill was so entranced he barely heard her ask where he was from. He felt a mild stirring in his slacks.
"Ahhhh I'm Bill, by the way, I'm in town for a conference, boring stuff really," he said trying to recover his composure, he smiled. Bill was relieved to see she was making eye contact, a hopeful sign he thought to himself.
"Hello Bill, I'm Sandra." she smiled, 'Hope you didn't find our city as boring as your conference."
"Oh no, especially not now, I'm beginning to find it extremely enchanting." Bill return the smile. "So there must be a very interesting story behind that cast..."
Bill said, but as soon as he did he felt himself wince internally he was hoping that didn't sound too obvious.

" I am so sorry to have to disappoint you, but it is a pretty boring story actually." Sandra said , " I slipped getting out of the shower on the wet title floor and broke my ankle. No brave heroics of saving a child from getting ran over by a bus, or rushing in a burning building to save a grandmother..., its just me being clumsy. "
"I find it hard to believe that you could ever do anything clumsy, Sandra." Bill motioned to the bartender . "May I buy you a drink?"
"Yes I'd love a martini, just a plain nice martini." Sandra smile and nodded as she nodded she swiveled on her stool so that she was facing Bill. That had a very dramatic effect. It repositioned her cast just a short inch from between Bill's two knees. He couldn't help himself as he looked down at her cast cover leg.
"It must a challenge for you getting along with just one leg. ", Bill said. hoping to prolong the conversation about her cast , if for no other reason than to allow him to steal a few more glances at it.
" I fractured the bones on both sides of my ankle, the fibula and tibia 5 days ago. They had me in a splint because of the swelling. I actually just got this cast this morning. Other than the Ortho doctors this is the first time I've been out of my apartment since the accident happened. I was so afraid the cast would look horrid. So what do you think ? It doesn't look so bad does it?"
Bill almost fell off his bar stool. Trying to recover gracefully without revealing his true desires,
Bill looked down at her cast ,studying it for a moment and said, "It looks simply wonderful on you. I hope it isn't too painful for you."
He used the conversation to steal extra seconds to stare at Sandra's perfectly formed sexy cast. the stirring in his pants had now become more pronounced.
"It has it's moments, I'm not allowed to put any weight on my leg what so ever. I did briefly lose my balance this after noon an touched it to the ground, I thought I'd die. But it is manageable now." Sandra said as she absent mindedly began rubbing the mid calf portion of her cast, as if to sooth an ache.
Bill took in every sensual movement of her hand as it slid up and down the cast. Her toes, even though still showing a small amount of swelling ,were nothing short of gorgeous in their dark red polish.
The bartender broke the awkward moment by delivering the martini and a refill on Bill's drink just at the right time.
They spent the next 15 minutes exchanging the customary dance of small talk as they each tried to learn a bit about the other.
Then came the predictable moment of silence as the present theme of conversation exhausted itself.
Sandra finished the last of her martini, " I have lived here all my life. Would you like to experience some things that most tourist never get to see or do tonight?"
Bill feeling emboldened by the second drink and confident after their cordial conversation spoke up, "If you are to be my guide, How can I say no. I put my night into your hands."
"Wonderful, I promise you a night you will never forget." Sandra said with a wink , she leaned over giving Bill a peck on the check.
As she did so she rested her left hand lightly on Bill's right knee and her slc brushed against Bill's leg. She kept the cast pressing against his leg for a couple of seconds before turning to grab her crutches. The smile on Sandra's face did indeed seem to suggest that this very well might be a night Bill might never forget.Bill settled the tab and asked the bartender to call a cab for them .

They rode around the city sightseeing ,Sandra playing tour guide for 2 hours, Stopping twice to have drinks at two different bars that Sandra said were must sees. One was a pub that claimed to be the oldest in the state, it fit the designation, it looked tired but was wonderfully cozy. In the cab on the way to the second bar, Sandra leaned into Bill, placing her cast against Bill's leg as she leaned her head on his shoulder. Bill put his arm around her shoulder and as nonchalantly as possible,he moved his other hand to her knee- the knee just above the cast. Sandra made no move of protest, instead she nestled her head deeper into Bills shoulder as response. Bill felt an electric feeling as his fingers touched the soft padding around the top of Sandra's cast and he felt the stirrings deep in his groan once again.
The cab pulled up to the second bar way too soon for Bill, who was concerned the excitement might be all too evident as he exited the cab but thankfully things subsided as he got out. The bar did have had a wonderful view of the city at night, and set a very romantic mood, as if Bill needed any more help . Bill and Sandra sipped their drinks , taking in the view and finding that they kept turning and looking not at the city but into each others eyes. Bill leaned in for a kiss. His hand on Sandra's cast. This time instead of a peck on the cheek, this time they both kissed. Nothing lusty , but more then a casual first time kiss.Sandra pulled back for a split second and then leaned back into Bill ,her hands framing his face and closed in for a more passionate kiss as if she was inhaling him. As they finished their second kiss each slowly moving back but held the glaze of each ours eyes. There seemed to be a bright twinkle of passion in both of their eyes.
Sandra touched Bill on his cheek, " I have an place in mind where the view is even more romantic than this ."
"Oh, you do , do you?" Bill smiled, " and where would that be?"
"My bedroom room."Sandra answered with an impish grin. She turn to grab her crutches.
Bill slapped $40 on the bar and scurried after Sandra.

Once Sandra had opened the door to her apartment and she crutched inside waiting for Bill to follow. She closed the door and stood there looking at Bill. Her casted leg bent slightly at the knee so the her toes were point to the ground in order to keep pressure off the fractured ankle. She looked deep into Bill's eyes, inviting him. Bill stepped towards her, she let he crutches drop as she wrapped her arms around Bill's neck, her broken leg kicked back to remain off the floor. This time is was a steamy impassioned ,consuming, kiss, that lasted for what seemed minutes. Sandra drew back and then crooked her neck as if asking Bill to kiss it. He needed no encouragement as his lips gently kissed the nape of her neck. Sandra's head tilted back a barely audible "mmmmm" coming from her throat.
"Bill, Grab my crutches, Lets move to the bedroom". Sandra purred.
Wasting no time Bill gathered up Sandra's crutches and followed her as she crutched towards a door just off the small living/kitchen area. As he walked behind her , watching her move, her cast hanging loose, her long shapely left leg in its subtitle sex pump taking a step. As Sandra moved her dress swayed revealing just a hint of her thighs, thighs that promised to be all world class. Bill was convinced he had never seen anything more sensual in his entire life.
The bed room seemed surprising large and spacious compared to the rest of the apartment. It had high ceilings and was tastefully decorated with a most definite feminine touch. One thing that caught Bill off guard were the number of plants, and flowers in the room. Unusual but the way she had worked them into the decorates the looked very much in place.
It gave the room an airy and open feel .
Sandra even had a large potted plant hanging from the ceiling above part of her bed. A large beautiful fern that overflowed it container.It was held in place by a rope that ran through a pulley attached to the ceiling. The rope ran down from the plant to a spot of the wall. It looked as if that is how she could care for the planter, by lowering it on the rope to water,feed and prune it without having to climb a ladder.
"Make yourself comfortable, take off those shoes and relax. I need to use the bathroom ." Sandra leaning on her crutches begun undoing the buttons on Bills shirt as she did she kissed him, sliding her tongue between his lips, as if to assure that he would indeed make himself comfy and be waiting anxiously for her return. Bill inhaled her tongue passionately returned the kiss.

Part 2 to follow

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-05-18T19:30:00.009-04:00

Here we have a crafty mommy, she broke her ankle. According to the e.r. dr. there was no way she could have possibly fractured her ankle falling as she did (which explains the bottom picture of her on crutches and just a stirrup brace on her ankle. ). Just goes to show you how amazing the human body is, always surprising you, like fracturing bones when you least expect it. The poor mom hobbled around on her "non-fractured" ankle for a week before going to an Orth Dr., who gave her the news of her ankles true status .

I think it is precious how she allowed her daughter to decorate here cast with scribbles and Winnie the Pooh stickers. As she wrote in her blog, " If you're going to be in a cast, you might as well have fun with it."

To that I say, " You go girl!!!!!!" ( wonder if her idea of fun in a cast is any where my idea of fun in a cast? My idea involves batteries and things that go buzz)

Love this picture

2010-05-13T21:30:00.002-04:00

I saw this picture on a blog. it made me think of someone special.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-05-11T18:46:00.007-04:00

Double trouble, this girl could truly use a hand, actually she could use two. The poor thing fractured both arms. Think about that, both arms in a cast! How would you eat, wash your face, put on your pants, put on your bra? Just the normal everyday things we do with out thinking about them, hundreds of times a day, with both arms fractured how would you manage? Looking at the picture to the lower right, you wonder, how long could she go without being able to tickle her kitty? ( wink, wink)

Mother's Day Fracture, Mom breaks her ankle

2010-05-09T16:35:00.009-04:00

Let's hear it for all of our moms. I have singled out this Mom for special attention today because of her orthopedic accomplishment This mom needs special congratulations.

This mom was fishing and slipped of the edge of the seawall, fell 5 feet on to concrete slab below. By the way the fish she was trying to land when she fell, got away.
She had to have surgery. Because of swelling she also was confined to the hospital for 3 days post surgery.

The fracture took a long time to heel, she was casted over 3 months. Here is a picture of a Christmas cast she got made to look like a candy cane.

. Notice the cut off section on the interior of her ankle. It was for swelling.

Oh My God what were they thinking!!!!

2010-05-05T18:50:00.002-04:00

OK, I will be the first to admit, that I am into more then the normal woman's erotic notions. Some would say that I'm so far out of bounds the you can't see conventionality from where I'm located. But sometimes, even I stumble across something that brings up my Midwestern sensitivities enough to shout, " Oh My God , What the F#$% were they thinking."

It started out at lunch, one of the girls at our table was talking about something she had heard about on the radio called _ "Vajazzling" (which is a topic for a whole different post). Having walked up late all I caught was something about a new thing with jewels decorating a woman's naughty parts.

Later that evening I was bored, very bored and googled " vajazzling". Well one thing lead to another and I came across this. Vagina Jewelry.... Yes your eyes are not playing tricks on you, an artist at http://www.esty.com/ will "handcraft" your special vagina portrait necklace if you send in a picture of your va jay jay, $23 American and a written description of it,. Now that is something I am glad I never had to do in English composition class, " please write a 300 word essay on your mommy parts" .

At this point I feel I need to stop and do a public ( or pubic) service for the guys, who also read this blog, so here goes: MEN, DO NOT ORDER THIS FOR A MOTHER'S DAY GIFT! Buy her anything even a toaster but don't give her this.

For the Women who read this, please comment, I would love to have your thoughts, Ladies ,am I worng here, am I too prudish, am I missing the new fashion statement for the indenpendent woman? Would you ever wear something like these beautiful handcrafted necklaces?

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-05-04T06:27:00.006-04:00

Here we have an adult figure skater and instructor. She was trying to help organize a group outing to a skating rink. An ungraceful fall resulted in a fractured fibula, no surgery was required. She looks like she is having some fun with her unfortunate accident, in one picture she is pretending to do a skating backwards spiral turn, the move that was the cause of her fall and fracture. The last picture is showing the difference in thigh muscles once her llc was removed and she was placed in a slc.

The Crash... Chapter 6

2010-04-30T17:54:00.016-04:00

Through out the night, or what I'm assuming is night, I could hear and sense people coming in and out of my room. I'm guessing they were changing i-v's and checking me. But it wasn't until I felt the sock being removed from my left foot and my toes slipping into a warm soft inviting mouth that I truly woke up."Good Morning, handsome" was what I heard Sarah coo,in that oh so sexy voice of hers.

Fighting to see past the sleep in my eyes I groggily responded with a mumbled, " Good morning, what time is it?"

"Its time to have some fun." Sarah giggled.

Just thinking about what was to come was already turning me on,.

Sarah saw a twitch under the sheets and just whispered lustfully, "Oh my, at least I see part of you is awake and responsive this morning."

Teasing me, kissing and sucking on my left toes, the pain from the newly refractured bones in my ankle and arms were turning me on even more.

Sarah came over to the left side of the bed. She bent over and whispered in my ear .

" So Russ, you wanna have some fun?"

As she was asking her right hand was finding its way under the sheets and began to stroke my quickly forming erection. I closed my eyes and tried to answer her with a coherent sentence, but all that would come out was, " I am..... I want you."

Sarah kissed my cheek and then kissed me on my lips, as her hands moved to the brace covering my neck. Looking into my eyes she said that what she had planned would be easier with this off, gently and slowly she removed the neck brace.

My neck instantly began to hurt ,it was very stiff from being in the brace. Sarah put the neck brace to the side and went to lock the door.

She seemed to prowl back from the door, like a cat stalking prey. Her hips swaying seductively as she approached the bed. She purred " Just relax and enjoy the show."

I turned my head the best I could to watch.

Sarah began a seductive little dance, first pulling her nurses scrub top over her head, leaving her toned body standing in front of me in a white sports bra. My erection was getting harder and more pronounced. Next she slid out of her clogs. Then hooking her thumbs in the waste band of her scrubs ,she slowing and rhythmically began pushing them down , lower and lower until they dropped below her knees and landed on the floor around her ankles. Sarah, lightly stepped out of her scrubs, standing there bare foot. She was not wearing any panties, before I could comment, she said " I was thinking about you and how sexy you are , encased in those fiberglass casts, the fractured bones, thinking about the pain you are in and how I want to make you feel better. I was so caught up in thinking about you I guess I forgot to put on my underwear." a coy smile forming on her face.

My mind was racing and my heart pumping with excitement all I come respond with was, " I'm not wearing any either."

We both chuckled. Sarah returned to the side of the my bed and slipped out of her sports bra. I couldn't help but say "WOW". Perfect breast's perky and fit her body perfectly. She teased her nipples, thus teasing me and with one swift motion Sarah removed the sheet from my casted body. My cock was hard and begged for her touch. Sarah's hand wrapped around my rock hard member and slowly began to stroke it.
Looking into my eyes she asked in a sexy voice " Are you ready?"
Like a school boy, I answered "Ooh yes."
Sarah's eyes were hungry with lust she climbed onto of my casted body. She straddle my casted chest,facing my crotch and her beautifully shaved pussy was moist in my face. As she lowered her mouth to my cock she lowered her pussy to welcoming my welcoming mouth. With both of my arms up in slings, it was a bit challenging but I know how to please a women. Licking her pussy like a melting ice cream cone, I start at the bottom of her slit and work my way up until I find her magic spot. I know when I have found it because Sarah let out a moan as I start to lick her love button harder and faster.
Sarah's was moving her hips in time to my licks of love, sounds of pleasure escaping from deep inside of her throat, she lifted lips come off my cock. I heard her say lustily " Oh, I'm sorry but I just can't concentrate while you are doing that to me, . It feels so wonderful."
Sarah turned herself around so that she was facing me and straddled my face. Lowering herself down onto my face, she held on to my arm casts and rode my face like she was bareback riding a horse. She is so wet and the moaning were increasing in intensity as her body was moving locked in stride with my nibbling, licking and sucking. I keep up my pace licking faster and faster. Alternating my attention from her sex jewel to pushing my tongue in her vagina, by her moans I could tell she was getting close to orgasm. I focused on the the messages coming from her body's frantic movement, letting them guide me to bring Sarah to climax.
She came, her thighs closing hard around my head and neck, her hips thrusting hard on my jaw,shooting a wave of pain through my neck at caused me to scream, a scream that was muffled by her wetness and her thighs. She rocked back and forth passionately moaning my name. The tremors racking her body were slowly subsiding. Exhausted from the burst of passionate release Sarah fell over on top of me, her firm breasts now in my face, for what seemed like a hours, she lay there next to me in perfect afterglow.
Finally Sarah rose up off the bed taking my face in her hands and looking deeply in to my eyes she said "Oh my God, Russ I never want to leave you. I have never felt like that before, I thought the whole world was about to explode. You were amazing."
I asked her if she could put the neck brace back on cause my neck was really hurting. She said that she was going to take care of that in a little bit but not before she returned the favor.
I was a little disappointed as I noticed Sarah was getting dressed. Sarah came to the side of my side and once again began to stroke me, at her first touch I heard a knock on the door.
"Oh no" I groaned knowing this meant the end of our private time. Sarah turned and went to open the door. There stood Doctor Smith. I heard him said, 'Good morning Sarah, is Russ ready for his procedure?"

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-04-27T21:20:00.005-04:00

DangeRuss's new cast. During the surgery the Doctor actually had to broke a bone in his ankle in order to repair the damage he had previously sustained. Ouch!!! But it is a very sexy cast none the less.

The Crash, My Angel....Chapter 5

2010-04-24T10:03:00.007-04:00

After Sarah Casted me all back up she put socks over my casted toes and told me, this would keep anyone from noticing the new swelling in my toes, espically my left ones. She gave my left leg a little shake just to arouse the nerve endings around the re fractured bone tips and then she called for orderiles to help transfer me back to my hospital bed were once again both my legs were held in the air with slings and she put my arms up in slings again as well. Upon my ride back to my room I got to thinking how I really, really like this beautiful Nurse Sarah. As strange as it may sound, when she was rebreaking my bones, it was a real turn on. I guess I need professional help because, well that's just weird, isnt it?
When we arived back in my room Sarah told the others that they could leave and thanked them for their help. She then came over to the head of the bed, once again looking into my eyes she asked me, "is there anything else you need right now?" I asked her if I could have something for the pain, because that shot she gave me was wearing off. Sarah leaning over and looking deeply into my eyes answered, "I'll give you something strong so you sleep.But I also have to ask you somethng will you be truthful with me?" I nodded yes, she smiled and said, " OK then, I'll be right back." She patted my chest and walked out of the room.
When Sarah came back in the room she stood at the side of the bed next to me and asked me a question I hoped never to hear uttered by a female, Bending over and whispering into my ear Sarah asked," Do you like your casts? They really turn you on, don't they Russ?"
I stammered for words... all I could get out was a mumble in sounds,"umm ahh ohhh." She giggled, patted me on the forehead and said, "I guessed that pretty early on that we shared something very special in common. I too have a cast fetish and I really want to make sure you enjoy this as much as I do."
I closed my eyes and just sighed and smiled. Sarah told me " Let me show you what your cast does to me." I strained to look at what she was doing. All I could see her was her left hand sliding under the waistband of her scrubs. She moaned slightly and a tiny shiver ran through her body. She was smiling smiling a contented smile, Sarah then withdrew her hand and brought it up towards my face. The fingers of her left hand passed in front of my nose, I knew that sweet wonderful smell, it was the smell of a turned on women.
I said to her " Oh my Sarah you smell wonderful.... is that for me or for my cast?" She broke into a wide grin "That is for both you and your casts, two very very sexy things rolled into a fiberglass case."
With that she ran her fingers across my lips , I opened my mouth and her love soaked fingers with all their arousing scent and taste exploded in my mouth.
I purred like a kitten and sucked them dry. Now being someone , in all due modesty, who has a special touch for giving oral sex to a girl, having Sarah's love juce soaked fingers in my mouth began to give me one hell of a hard on.
When Sarah noticed this she gave me a kiss on the lips and said "If you like the way I taste now, maybe tomorrow you'd like the real thing?"
I responded "Oh yes i would love that."
With that, Sarah injected my I.V with something to numb the pain, she kissed me on the lips and said " Russ, I'm going to make you my angel." As I fought the effects of the pain meds she had giving to me, I tried with all my might to stay awake. But as the edges of reality were slowly fading away I felt her hand caressing my hardeden staff. Then things went dark.

Baker's dozen

2010-04-24T10:03:00.002-04:00

Pick your favorite, so many casts, so little time!

bonus Half Broken Tueusday

2010-04-21T20:08:00.004-04:00

DangeRuss, who has been featured here in an interview and as a main author for the Crash story recently underwent ankle surgery. here are two pictures he sent showing his soft cast. Hope you are feeling much better. Love your story.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-04-21T19:57:00.005-04:00

Rule # 1, when in doubt, it is always a good idea to go to the E.R. and have your wrist or ankle checked out. Here is a case in point, "Oh it's only a sprain" that is what she said on her blog. Well it is time for a second opinion. Sorry , but it is fractured.

Chapter 4 The Crash, Sarah's story

2010-04-18T19:55:00.002-04:00

written by fracturegirl

From Sarah's view.I'm not sure how or why this happened. Not that I'm ashamed or that I would change anything, even if I could, it's just this is the first time anything like this has happened. I have always been able to separate my cast fetish from my career, until Russ. There is just something about him that attracts me to him,something i can't explain, maybe that is part of the attraction. When he first was brought into the ward I could sense that his cast fetish was as deep or even more so than my own. He and I both share, the pleasure and the erotic nature of being in a cast and how the pain elevates the arousal to heights unreachable without them. So i did something I never have done before something that, if ever discovered it could end my career in nursing, I became sexually and erotically involved with a patient. Once I began and saw how much he enjoyed my special "attention" to his needs, how aroused he became, how satisfied he was then I too was drawn in deeper and deeper. It was irresistible. Not only couldn't I stop myself I did not want to even try.Watching Russ as I made he pleasure himself with his own fractured arm, watching him in pain but in pleasure was so arousing for me. It was sso sensual, so sexy, so erotic. A moist feeling began to spread in my panties as I worked on Russ's toes, taking his toes in my mouth, kissing and sucking on each one. My left hand slid involuntarily under the waistband of my blue scrubs. It sought out the source of the wetness between my legs. I felt my fingers running over my outer lips, rubbing against my inner lips and my love button. As Russ stroked himself, the closer he came to climax the more aroused I became, no longer able to hold myself back and moved up to his crouch and removed his fractured hand. I had an irresistible urge to finish him. As he exploded in my mouth, his warm juices filling my throat I knew could never stop myself. Russ climaxed and passed out briefly, he came back blurry and in pain."Russ did you enjoy that?" I asked"Ahhh oh God yes..." was all he could mumble."Would you want more , to experience this again, to explore the heights and limits of your cast fetish with me?" I asked. I needed to know that he was a willing partner, that I was not using him for my own pleasure alone, though I was certainly experiencing pleasure."Yes, Sarah, oh God yes. You are wonderful, I have never had such an intense sexual experience in my life. I never want it to end." He said, this time a little clear and with a spark in his eye.With that I made up my mind, it would change Russ's and my life forever. "Russ, do you trust me? Because what I'm about to do requires the utmost in trust but will bring us both into a world of erotic and sensual pleasure. Do you trust me?" I asked bending over looking into his eyes, those smoldering sexy eyes of his.."Yes, Yes I trust you." He answered in a clear and strong voice, a hint of lust betraying his excitement." I need to put your arms back in their casts and I'm going to redo your bottom portion of the cast on your left leg. You'll be awake but I need to give you something because it may not be pleasant and your muscles be to be relaxed for me to do what is neccessary." With that I injected Russ with a muscle relaxant ,as we waited for it to take effect, I stroked his hair and we kissed. As Russ's breathing changed to a slower more relaxed pattern I set about doing what needed to be done. I took a cast saw and making a cut below his left knee I remove the bottom portion of his dual hip spica. "Russ, this will keep us together for a long time" With that I grasped his ankle in my hand, pulling and twisting I felt the fractured ends of his ankle and leg dislocate. "Now I'm going to recast your leg, the bones are misaligned, so they will knit at an improper angle. By the time your out of this cast they will have to refracturing you ankle and leg to reset them properly, You will be in a leg cast for at least a year, " I said as I looked up at Russ's face."Oh God that hurts Sarah, but yes , yes I want that very much." Russ's voice now slurred a bit, but an edge of excitement in it."I know you do, I can tell, Russ". Looking down had Russ's crouch, His manhood was once again growing.After recasting is left leg , I moved to Russ's left arm feeling along his arm for the fractures I manipulated them so the bones separated, undoing the process of healing that had begun prior to this. Casting his left arm I then repeateds the same process on his right. After refracturing and misaligned his bones I replaced it back into a cast."Russ, I can't wait for what pleasures we have into we have in store for each other." I was solfly slowly stroking Russ , his manhood erect watching his face slowly begin to transform from pain to pleasure.

The Crash Chapter 3 of Story

2010-04-14T06:11:00.003-04:00

I woke up a few hours later when I felt the traction on my right leg being disassembled. There was Sarah and Dr.Smith. Sarah smiled and softly said “ Good morning Sleepy, Ready to get casted.” I responded, “ Do I have a choice?” Doctor Smith laughed and just said “ Nope.”

The doctor explained that casting me would be not easy task as he was going to cast me from my toes up over my hips ending just below my nipples. Before I could ask Sarah said “ That would be a Dual Hip Spica.” Well at least that answered my question. After disassembling the Traction Device I watch doctor smith unscrew the pins through my leg, I was thankful I couldn’t feel anything. He then turned to Sarah and asked “ If they were ready for us in Cast room 4? We’ll be needing the table.” Still feeling groggy from whatever Sarah had given me to fall asleep I didn’t question much. Sarah told the Doctor that they were ready and with that Sarah unlocked the wheels on the bed and we were off.

While I was being wheeled down the hall Sarah whispered to me that she put a diaper on me instead of the catheter, because she thought I would like that better. I smiled and thanked her, I really didn’t like having a tube up there. A short elevator ride later and I was being wheeled into Castroom 4.

Two other men in scrubs where waiting there. Sarah lowered the rails on the bed as it was pushed up against something that was defiantly not a bed or table, as the 2 med helped Doctor Smith slide my body onto this thing, I felt as if I was floating, probably due in part to the drugs I was on. The “Table” as it was called was half a Table at best. My legs were placed in slings that held them slightly bent, there was a small round pad under my butt and an actually Table that supported my back and head. Sarah came over and placed both of my casted arms in slings, she told me they would be more comfortable there and out of the way. The slings held my arms up and out to the sides, just imagine how Frankenstein walks with his arms out…. Yeah that was me. As I felt someone remove the diaper from me, I heard a saw buzzing and in no time the short cast on my left leg was removed. Then I felt soft stockinette being slide up my leg, I thing they were pulling up my right leg as well but couldn't’t feel anything there.

Doctor Smith pulled the soft white material up past my nipples. The team of 3 worked real fast, I guess not being able to move because of the neck brace made everything seem faster. I asked if I could pick the color for my cast? Doctor Smith answered “ Yes you can have any color you want as long as its white.” The 3 chuckled. I felt the warm cast working its was up my leg. I was so embarrassed when the Doctor got to my private parts, but he was very professional. I felt the cast grow up over my hips to just below my nipples as promised. I heard the doctor ask Sarah to measure and cut the bar. I said out loud “ Bar?!?!?” the Doctor explained to me that they were going to cast a bar in between my legs to stabilize the cast, because I would be in it for awhile. Again not being able to see I had to take his word for it. I heard a beeper go off and the doctor say “ Sarah will you be OK changing his arm casts alone? We are needed in Surgery.” Sarah said “she would be fine, she was just turning down the stockinette.” Doctor smith patted me on the shoulder and said “ See you soon.” And the 3 left the room.

It was silent all I could hear was Sarah humming. I said “ Sarah?” she tickled my left toes, I wiggled them in the cast, she laughed and said “ what’s up sweetheart?” I asked “ what do I look like in this thing?” she answered “ Very Sexy, I’ll bring a mirror to show you tomorrow.” She then asked “ how does the cast feel?” I answered and said it was very comfortable, and that I wish I could at least have my arms. She gently removed them from the sling and cut the right cast off. When the cast was removed she gently laid my arm across my casted chest. She repeated the process to the other arm. I asked if I would have the same kinds of casts applied again. She answered eventually, with a evil grin.

Sarah moved down the bed and once again began to stroke under my balls, in half a second I had a massive hard on. Sarah said “ well someone’s awake.” She looked in my eyes and said “ Well your arm casts are off, go ahead a stroke yourself.” I said “huh??” she stopped and told me “ If you wanna cum this time its on you. Play my game and I’ll make it worth your wild.” I slowly slide my arm down my cast to the opening at my crotch, Sarah helped me by guiding my broken arm to my cock. I grit my teeth in pain but Sarah just keep encouraging me. For some strange reason the pain is making my erection throb. Finally I grip my dick as Sarah moves down to my left leg and softly sucks my toes, she stops for a moment to say “ I wanna watch.”

As I start to pump myself , I am really turned on, I wonder if this cast could be turning me on?? I know how to make myself cum fast, so I am pumping hard I just wanna cum. As the tip of my dick fills with cum I moan. Sarah gently moves my broken hand out of the way, leans over and takes my tool in her mouth. She licks my shaft and then sucks on the way up, Fucking me with her mouth. About 2 minutes into this I cum hard and violent. Sarah keeps sucking as I lose my hard on. I am on so much pain the room is spinning. I’m not sure if she gave me something or if it was from the pain, but once again I passed out.

Half Broken tuesday

2010-04-13T18:16:00.009-04:00

How to make a sexy woman even sexier is the topic of this weeks half broken Tuesday. So her is this weeks saga from broken ankle and surgery , through soft cast and a beautiful blue cast.

Are you a good lover?

2010-04-11T11:43:00.003-04:00

When it comes to sex, there are a lot of things I do, but faking an "O" just to make my partner feel good isn't something one of them. I always wince when my partner asks, "Was that good for you?" Why do they have to ask that, I mean, geez, couldn't you tell? Wasn't the screaming, (yes I'm a screamer, I admit it but it comes - no pun intended- naturally, it is part of who I am, an expression of my total release, the flow of pleasure that has washed over me) wasn't the moaning, the involuntary muscle contractions, and panting a big tip off? Guy's if it was good, believe me , you should know it. So don't ask after the fact. If you really want to be a great lover , ask her what she likes, communicate during, not after. Believe me it won't ruin the mood, if you ask as you go it will only make it better.

Anyway I saw this quiz and couldn't resist taking it. While I have a very strong self image, a little reinforcement now and then never hurts. So how good are you? Here is the link:

http://www.mydailymoment.com/app/quiz/userquiz/takequiz/21

Half Broken Tuesday part II continued from last week

2010-04-06T17:36:00.007-04:00

Here is the second half of the video that was posted last week. She is getting a new very sexy looking Orange LAC for her fractured arm ( see last weeks for the xray and plaster cast/splint removal). Looking at her smile, I wonder........ Is she a ....? ...... What do you think?

HAPPY EASTER

2010-04-03T12:34:00.004-04:00

The Crash part two..

2010-04-03T07:46:00.004-04:00

Here is part two with several parts yet to come.

by DangeRuss,

Sarah walked over to a cabinet and removed some packages. She returned to my right side, she said “First we are going to change that catheter, and work our way down.” Sarah very gently lifted the gown over my fixator and rolled it up to my chest. She took a huge syringe and stuck it in the side of the cath she explained that there was saline water inside the balloon in my bladder to keep the cath in place. She said “Ok Russ I need you to take a deep breath, and when I say so, blow out.” After Sarah said that I felt her gloved hand grab my shaft and the other holding the cath tube. “Ok Russ deep breath, NOW BLOW OUT!!” as I exhaled she pulled the catheter out in one swift motion. It burned a little but not as bad as I expected. As Sarah walked over to the garbage can to throw the cath away I heard her say “ I need wash you up before a put a new cath in.” I heard latex gloves being snapped off and water running. Sarah filled up a small bucket with warm water and came to the right side of my bed again. She came into my view and for the first time I could see her, she’s Beautiful!!! Shoulder length Reddish hair, beautiful eyes, and she looked great in the blue scrubs she was wearing.

As Sarah lathered up a wash cloth with soap and water, she playfully stroked my pubic hair, my cock jumped at this. That’s when our eyes meet and Sarah said in a soft voice, “ I think you need this.” She began to wash my pubic hair as her other hand slipped down and began to tickle under my balls, this is my number one spot. As she tickled softly I formed the biggest erection I’ve ever had. Sarah put the wash cloth aside and slowly gave me a hand job, as pre-cum dribbled out of my cock she wiped it down my shaft using it as lube.

I moaned loudly as her teasing became more intense. She told me “I’m sorry sweetie you need to be quite if you want to finish.” She then shoved a roll of bandages in my mouth. Being a kinky guy the only excited me more. She giggled as my cock throbbed. She was now playing with my public hair and stroking my massive cock. She looked at me and said “ Your girl friend must love you, I would love to feel this beautiful cock in me. ” She began to speed up the strokes and I couldn’t take it anymore I came, and I came hard. Fighting to catch my breath I heard Sarah say, “ Now I’m sure you feel a little better.” She smiled at me and told me “ I have to clean you up so no one knows about this.” As soon as those words escaped her mouth she bent over and licked all the cum off my drooping cock. Not having been touched in 2 month I was real sensitive. I jumped banging my leg in the traction device. I grinned my teeth not expecting that amount of pain after such a great orgasm.

Sarah leaned over my face and said “ Your not going to tell anyone about this are you?” Through the pain I answered her “No I loved every second of it, I don’t know how I was so lucky to get such a sexy nurse.” Sarha kissed me on the forehead and said “I’ll give you a shot for the pain.” As she left the room I was in awe of what was happing I here lay in the hospital in casts and traction with a metal device screwed into my hips and my nurse just gave me a hand job and licked my cock clean.

Sarah came back in and injected some medicine into the I.V she leaned over kissed me on the mouth and said “This will help you sleep, sweet dreams, you need your rest big day tomorrow, were going to be putting you in a dual hip spica.” Before I could form the words to ask what the hell that was my eyes were heavy and I was out.

O.K Before posting part 3,I need to know if you like this or not. I won't post the next part of the story until I get at least 5 comments listed on what you think about the story Tell us if you want more stories here, if this is something you find sensual, what are your thought, I need feedeback. Girls and Guys let's hear what you think

The Crash......A Story

2010-04-02T06:37:00.008-04:00

DangeRUSS sent me this story, He gave me permission to post it here. I think it is wonderful, I love the detail and I know that parts of it are also true, which makes this all the more sensual.

By DangeRUSS

It was just another normal Thursday, work till 5 go home get changed and hit the gym. Although tonight was unseasonably warm so I figured what the Hell, I’ll take the bike for 1 last ride. As I started it up I went inside to mix up a Protein shake, slugged that down went out and threw my leg over 1000cc’s of pure Honda. It felt great to be out ridding, the air was claim, Nothing could ruin this perfect night.

That’s when I see a Green Mini Van start to pull out in front of me… “Don’t go!!!!!!” I yelled while honking my horn. I applied both front and rear brakes but didn’t stop in time. BAM!!!!!! I flew off my bike and hit the side of the Van with my body. I began to roll around on the ground trying to scream……

All I remember are bright lights and seeing myself being loaded onto a Helicopter. I a tube was being pushed down my throat I lost conciseness.

The next time I opened my eyes I saw a real bright light and figured I was dead and this was Heaven. That’s when I tried to move and was greeted by the most intense pain I have ever felt in my life. My heart monitor began to beep like crazy as I tried to breath, what the hell is wrong I cant breath.!!!!!! Two nurse’s and a Doctor came running into the room. One nurse started pushing buttons while the doctor stood over me and said “Claim down, claim down” over and over again. I closed my eyes and tried desperately to relax. They must have given me some sort of drug that put me into a some kind of trance. I opened my eyes when the beeping stopped going so wild. I saw the doctor standing over me, he explained that if I could remain claim and keep my heart rate down for the next hour, he would remove the Breathing tube that was down my throat. If I understood blink once Which I did.

I decided the best course of action would be to just try and go back to sleep. I guess it was an hour later when I felt the slightest tap on my shoulder. That’s when I saw her. I was convinced now more than ever that I must have died because this girl looked just like an angel. She said “ Hi I’m Sarah, the doctor said he thinks you can breath on your own if you’d like for me to remove this tube.” Again I blinked one time. She put on a pair of latex gloves and unhooked something, then told me to “COUGH!!!” as in 1 swift motion she pulled the tube out. I keep coughing and gasping for air when she put an oxygen mask over my mouth until I began to breath normal. She spoke so sweet when she said “ there I’m sure it feels better to have one less tube in you.”

Sarah removed her gloves and wiped the sweat from my brow. When she saw that I was now breathing good on my own she removed the oxygen mask from my face. I said in a very horse voice “ Water Please….” Sarah had a sad look on her face when she answered me “ I’m sorry Russ, you’ve had that tube down your throat for 52 days and all you can have are thickened liquids.” I hoarsely just sighed. She rubbed my cheek as she said “ just what you wanted to hear I’m sure, let me get you some thickened juice and I’ll have the doctor come in and explain your injuries.” I answered as best as I could and said “deal”.

When she left the room I began to explore my body. I lifted up my right arm it was in a HUGE white Cast bent at the elbow all of my fingers and my thumb were included in the cast, my left arm was covered in an identical cast. I laughed to myself I’ve had plenty of casts before but couldn’t imagine how life out of the hospital with 2 full arm casts was going to be. I then noticed that I couldn’t move my head at all, when I pressed my chin down I could feel padding and figured I was in a neck brace. I guess I am pretty hurt I thought to myself. Before I could continue my exploration Sarah and a Doctor Walked in the doctor introduced himself as Doctor Kevin Smith and told me that he has been my doctor since the night life flight brought me into the trauma room. Sarah put a straw up to my lips and I had a few sips of thickened Cranberry Juice, not having anything to drink in 2 months I have to say it wasn’t bad. I said to the doctor in a much clearer voice “So silent Bob, what all is wrong wit me?”

The Doctor Laughed and assured me that I was not the first person to crack that joke. The Doctor Pulled over a stool and opened a file, he said “Ok lets start at the top and work our way down.” I said to him “ I don’t know if that sounds good or bad.”
He then looked at Sarah and said “ Sarah please take the sheet off Russ while I raise the bed a little” Now I was somewhat sitting up and saw a whole new view of my broken body. The Doctor Explained that both my arms were badly broken along with all my fingers, he said the only thing they could think of is that when I hit the van I had made fists that crushed my fingers, then the force broke both wrists and some how both Elbows were fractured, possibly when I hit the ground. So we went in and put about 20 metal plates and screws in each arm, you’ll be in the Long casts for about 5 more weeks then you should be healed enough for Short Arm Casts. You have a fracture Back and Neck hence the large plastic neck brace, but lucky for you that will leave no permanent damage. Because of your casted Arms we put and I.V in 1 of the veins in your neck.

“Doctor Smith to O.R #4, Doctor Smith O.R #4 Please” was what we all heard over the P.A system. Doctor Smith Put my file down and said to Sarah” would you mind finishing for me? This sounds important.” She said “No problem.”

When Doctor Smith had left the room Sarah said “ Well lets see, you broke some ribs, and that brings us to your Pelvis, Shattered!!! We went in there and platted it all back together but you still need this Fixator for another 4 weeks.” Sarah pulled up my gown and I could see a Metal device screwed into my hips that formed a pyramid, I was glad for what ever drugs I was on. At this time I could also see my right leg was hanging in some sort of sling. Sarah continued “ You broke your Right Femur and your Leg is in traction, if you cant see it there is a rod screwed in your leg by your thigh and another through your ankle.” I tried to wiggle my toes with no luck I asked “ Sarah why cant I move my toes??” she patted my right arm cast and told me not to worry that had a nerve block pumping into the vein in the back of my knee so I felt no pain at all. She tickled the toes on my left foot ever so softly and asked “ can you feel that?” I said I could, she told me I had also broken my left ankle and was in a Short leg cast.

I couldn’t imagine how I looked laying there in so many casts and in traction. It was then I noticed Sarah was putting on another pair of Latex gloves. I asked “What are you doing now?” Sarah Sighed and said “ You were due for your enema and a Cath changed an hour ago.” I said “ Shit I should have waited another hour to come out of a 2 month coma.”

Half Broken Tuesday part one

2010-03-31T05:50:00.004-04:00

Here is a woman who goes to the doctor after a fall. She has fractured her distal humerus, she is very luck in that she doesn't have to have surgery, which is the outcome for the majority of these fractures. She was placed in a plaster lac, (mummmmmm). We see it being removed here. Next week we'll show the replacement cast....

Are you or Aren't you? Girls here is a quiz for you

2010-03-24T19:25:00.009-04:00

So is it just culturally fashionable, is it all hype generated to make us feel a "certain" way by the likes of the media we read , are we more open about ourselves and in touch with a true urges , or is it something we just think of a "college experiments"? If you want to quantify it here is a quiz for you. In all honesty we all know , there is no need for a test. Each of us know, if we are honest with ourselves. But where is the fun in that??? So click on the link and take the test, it might help if you put your ipod on and spin to Katy Perry., lets all humm the words.... " I kissed a girl and ...."
http://www.mydailymoment.com/app/quiz/userquiz/takequiz/155

So come on ladies, record your scores in the comments . Once we get enough of your scores, I post what my score was.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-03-23T17:24:00.008-04:00

Here is a fracture story from the start. An open ankle fracture ( A medial malleolus fracture - the end of the tibia fractured and broke the skin) , to external fixation, and
finally the beautiful end product.

Hey!!! Is anyone out there?????

2010-03-21T15:19:00.004-04:00

I'm a little dejected today. I know there are a bunch of you who stop by to view my blog, but none of you ever leave any comments. Does everyone have 2 broken arms and no one can keyboard? Please feel free to leave comments or suggestions. If you would like more of something please let me know, . Your thoughts on posts are very much appreciated. But be nice in your comments towards others.

daydreaming

2010-03-19T16:16:00.000-04:00

My husband left early this morning for an overnight business meetings today and tomorrow. He kissed me on the way out and I rolled back over and went to sleep.I am staying home today, I have picked up some type of virus and I'm not allowed to go to work. So I had the rare luxury lounging in bed in the blissful nether world where Iwas half wake, half sleep. It is such a wonderful place to be. Somewhere around the decedent time of around 7:30 a.m.or so ( my normal awake up time is 5:30 a.m.)I was half awake , half asleep, and blissful, in that wonderful place between to worlds of reality and sleep, relaxed but more asleep then awake. A low grade fever has made my mind susceptible to tricks and dreams .

I was find myself awake on exam gurney at Orthopedic center, laying on the table, clothed in a only a modest white top and my panties. There was an IV running into my left arm, a bag fluids attached to the line and a slow drip drip drip making its way into my system. As I raised my head to assess my situation, I'm not panicked or confused, for some reason I found I was content and pleasantly excited even thought I wasn't exactly sure about what my condition was, other then a dull throbing ache in my right leg. My left leg covered under a blanket but my right was exposed rest on a fracture pillow, a small bump just north of my right ankle. My leg is covered completely with a white cotton stockinette, that is flopped over my toes at the far end and all the way up my thigh of the other end. A disembodied voice somewhere in the exam room mentions it is time for the closed reduction. A comforting hand touches my shoulder as another set of hands wrap around my heel and foot. The face of the ortho doctor is vaguely familiar and feminine, I try to say something to her but she doesn't hear me, it is like I'm not there, yet i feel her hand starting to pull and twist on my lower leg. A screaming pain shoots up my leg. My mouth is open but no sound is coming out. The pain setting of alarms in my brain, but it is quickly countered and complimented by another just as powerful sense, a sense of deep pleasure. I'm moaning but there is no sound, the nurse and the doctor can't hear me.
I feel the padding being applied around my ankle and arch the doctor begins wrapping my lower leg around my calf and knee, the nurse holds my leg up trying to keep it still but the small movement , a jiggle, that normally would go unnoticed vibrates through my leg in the form of shocks of pain. The pain as awaken my all my nerve ending I am hypersensitive. Each touch from the Doctor as she wraps the padding around my thigh brings sensual feelings as well. Her touch so soft and arousing as the soft felt padding brushes against my left thigh, the wrap now high up on my thigh .
The first roll of wet fiberglass is brought up out of the warm water and is being woven around my ankle. As the wet and warm feeling of the fiberglass setting flows up my leg , my body gives in to the erotic urges that have been building. My right hand slides down towards my torso, sliding over my white cotton top , I feel the indentation of my belly button has my finger are searching for their secret destination. The doctor as the second roll of casting tape wrapping up my calf as my fingers slip under the edge of my panties, and begin to soft message my mound.
The nurse smiles as she sees my reaction, her voice in my ear, " That's OK sweetie, we understand.. we understand..."
My wetness growing with every inch of leg that is encased in its fiberglass prison. The pain in throbs has helped to bring my finger movements is time with the waves of pain. My fingers dance , circles lightly around my inner lips and my fast engorging clitoris. The doctor now wrapping the casting material around the top of my thigh, she moves without comment though she seems to take extra time and is very slow as she wraps my upper thigh, her hand brushing my fingers that are swirling around under my panties.
My breath coming in shorter and shorter gasps as the waves begin to build deep in my pelvis
. My body begins to move involuntarily, my hips grinding as they press against my hand, as if wanting more. As I spasm my right leg now held firm in its hardened cast is immobile but the muscles are contracting and the fractured bone ends rub ever so slightly against watch other. The blast of pain is in a race with the wave of pleasure both coursing towards my brain. They arrive at the same time, as I explode in a climax of pleasure and pain.

As I awake, , disappointed that it was all part of a fevered dream, I feel my hand withdrawing from under my panties, my pants covered in with a large wet spot. I feel slated, and satisfied yet some how incomplete as I look down an disappointed notice both my legs are bare devoid of a cast. i must be content with my dream.

Happy St Paddy's Day!

2010-03-17T00:00:00.001-04:00

Time for some wearing of the Green, lassies and lads. Since I'm Irish I felt I needed to do something special on St Paddy's day. As an old Irish saying goes, " may the road always rise up to trip you and the wind push at your back knocking you down, May you break your ankle and your wrist, may you be sent to the cast room and may you be casted in bliss for many months "..OK, so

I made up the last part of it, but best wishes on the Feast of St Patrick to all of you.H ere are several pictures, many you may have seen and a few hopefully you have not, but on St Paddy's day everyone should be in a green cast.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-03-16T05:37:00.005-04:00

Nasty broken ankle, That must have been very painful . But she ends up with a beautiful Pink Cast.
Thanks again to a reader for these pictures. If you have pictures of your fracture or want to tell about the experience you had while in a cast please email me and we can share it with others.

belated half broken Tuesday

2010-03-11T20:10:00.006-05:00

A Lady who managed to fracture her ankle. A nasty tib-fib fractured the Fibula took the worst of it, but there is a nail in the Tibia as well. This fracture must have been very painful. Obviously major surgery and hardware were required to repair her ankle. Donated by a reader of our blog, Washington. Thanks for the pictures

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-03-02T19:10:00.005-05:00

This guy doesn't look like he is having a good day at all. In the E.R. broken ankle, baby crying and had to leave the game he was playing injuried in to get a back slab cast. Hopefully he was able to enjoy his fiberglass cast later and to have some fun. To bad these things are at times wasted on those who don't appreciate them. Maybe his wfe had fun with him casted,broken and laid up, I hope so.

Closed reduction

2010-02-27T22:24:00.012-05:00

I think this is a very sexy video. Put yourself in the video. Imagine yourself on the exam table, .
your fractured ankle awaiting the doctor to realign your broken bones, you are aware that as the doctor grabs your ankle you will feel a unbelievable wave of pain, you will feel the ends of the fractured bones slide past each other and into their proper place, a moan issues from your throat has the pain reaching your brain, the pain and a feeling of arousal and all the while you know you will be getting a cast

Interview, more from the Half Broken Tuesday post

2010-02-22T05:30:00.001-05:00

In addition to the the about breaking his leg, Dan did a more in depth interview about his experience. Here it is.

happygirl: first tell me more about the fracture, what were the bones broken,?

djllc9: tibia and fibula distally

happygirl: What were your first thoughts after you fell?

djllc9: also hairline fracture in ankle... Can't recall which, but 2 of the ankle bones. Clean simple fractures, so no surgery needed to reset

happygirl: wow, what were your first thoughts as you were on the ground?

djllc9: thought I'd sprained my ankle to be honest! Until i tried standing! Then pain moving up my leg. Then i slowly realised i could be getting something I'd always wanted... A cast!

happygirl: Were you excited by the thought of a cast?

djllc9: very excited. I have been fascinated by leg casts and crutches since the age of twelve... After years of playing with bandages i would be getting the real thing! Very excited... Which didnt go unnoticed! I was hoping deep down it was worse than a sprain... When one guest said it was maybe broken, i was grinning!

happygirl: What type of cast did you get for your fractures?

djllc9: initially, after the manipulation and x rays, i had a plaster backslab... Half plaster, half bandage. Then a fracture clinic appointment for a week later... Then had a fibre cast for 6 weeks, full leg, non weight bearing... Up to thigh, then a slc for 6 weeks. I've always loved the white of plaster, so that was my choice of colour! The white fibre looked almost as good as plaster! happygirl: which of the 3 was your favorite cast, the soft back slab cast, the long leg cast or the short leg cast?

!djllc9: the non weight bearing llc... Because of the need for crutches but i treated the slc as non weight bearing too! But i treated the slc as non weight bearing too!

happygirl: Did you find the pain from the fractures to be erotic for you?

djllc9: yes... Very erotic... So was the need to be dependant on crutches... The helplessness of it all.

happygirl: how old were you happen this happened?

djllc9: i was 25 years old... I'm 39 now

happygirl: You mentioned your girl friend at the time really helped you enjoy your cast experience, what did she do that especially made your broken leg so memorable

djllc9: she loved the whole care giving thing... She admitted to loving seeing me on the floor, helpless! She really enjoyed the caring too... Bed baths etc... enjoyed seeing me with leg up on pillows too

happygirl: If you could pick between having a rec cast experience for 12 weeks or having another real broken leg which would be most arousing for you?

djllc9: if I'm truly honest... I think I'd go for real med cast... For the pain and pleasure mix. Although we've re lived the experience many times... And its great, but there was a bit extra with the real cast

happygirl: did she play with your toes while you were in the cast?

djllc9: yes, but not enough for my liking! Ha ha!

happygirl: you mentioned that at time time of your accident you were at a costume party dressed in a vampires dress and high heels. Did you find you enjoyed wearing woman's clothing ?djllc9: as i said in the e mail, we liked me in satin too, so she liked to dress me in the outfit whilst being 'nurse' that was hot i must admit! Not sure if your readers want to know that though!happygirl: what outfit does she dress you in now for your adventures? it seemed to heighten the whole situation!

happygirl: What does she dress you in now ?

djllc9: heels, basque and stockings... Long cloak, all very Gothic!

happygirl: Does she cast you as well?

djllc9: yes, but has so far declined the opportunity to wear one herself! We do the whole thing... From me falling, to getting cast... Just miss out the hospital trip in the middle! She loves the whole accident thing... As i do too!

happygirl: Thanks so much this is very interesting and you were fantastic. Maybe next time you pretend and you fall it will be for real once again

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-02-16T08:20:00.003-05:00

Below is a submission from a reader "Dan". It is a story of his first cast experience that lead to bigger and better things.

I broke my leg about 10 yrs ago, after years of wishing....but with a twist... My wife and I were at a fancy dress party with a rocky horror theme. I went as a transvestite from Transylvania! I slipped whilst doing the time warp dance, breaking my ankle and tibia and fibula. I'm not sure what i enjoyed the most, seeing my leg twisted in stockings or the fact i was going to get a cast! In the er my wife noticed how excited i was... and asked me what was so good? I guess the drugs were working, so i admitted to enjoying the dressing up, and really looked forward to the cast. Also to the female nurses looking at me! My wife admitted i looked hot in heels and a cast, so helpless.... And looked forward to looking after me.
Since then we have used the memory over and over, with my wife dressing me up and re living the fall, dressed as my personal nurse! She won't wear the cast herself, preferring to be the care giver.

Valentine's Day guide for my guys

2010-02-13T16:00:00.010-05:00

Valentines Day is here. What ever you guys think Valentines Day is all about, for most women it means one thing,ROMANCE.

That is one reason I used to dread Valentines Day when I was unattached, and thousands of single unattached women share my former dread of Cupid's Special day. It was a day all about ROMANCE, and we didn't have any prospect for Romance so Valentines Day just served as a reminder to us that we had no one to be romantic with. To tell the truth, on Valentines Day during those times when I was unattached I was usually miserable. Once I went out with the purpose of finding someone to hookup with for the evening to make love on St. V's Day. It turned out to be a awful time for me the sex was ruined by that nagging lack of being with someone who really cared about and for me, not just for my vagina. I felt awful the next day. If you are fortunate enough to have someone special to spend this Valentines Day with ( and I do) , please remember bring the ROMANCE.

SOOOOOOOO, with that in mind, here are a few does and don't for the guys to keep in mind on V's Day if you should be with someone you care for and it turns somewhat Hot, play by these rules and you both should have a night to remember.

1.Make it about her.Guys if you take care of her, she will make it a night you will never ever forget.. Forget about yourself, she will make sure you are fullfilled if you give everything to her first.

2. A woman's body is a garden of delights. Guys we are not just boob's and vagina's. Take time to discover and dwell on the special places, the nape of the neck, her toes, the back of the knee ( that is my special place,- kiss me there an it drives me crazy, that and my toes). You'll never find this places if your in a hurry. That don't mean you ognore her breasts but there is plenty of time to enjoy every aspect of her delights. There are many of this places and they vary from woman to woman, think of it as a treasure hunt, AAAARRRRRR

3..It's not a race. Yes we woman know you have a short attention spans and your equipment is ready at the drop of a pantie, but we take more time. The absolutely most wonderfully fantastic orgasms I have ever had have come with other women, because women understand it isn't a contest and we forget about time, we know that sex and organism aren't about how quick you get there but are more about how involved and into each other we are as the journey unfolds. When it comes to the big "O", more is better then fast.

4.It's OK to ask directions. I know, I know, you're guys and that you a genetically programed never ever to ask for directions, but trust me on this, you have no clue as to the road map for a woman body, specially since we tend to be a little different from girl to girl in what we enjoy and what we hate. Soooo just askus and we will tell you if we like something or not. We'll make it worth your time if you just ask.

5. A hot sexy steaming night . The earth shaking, weak knee, eyes rolling to the back of your head, toes curling nights, it's more Eric Clapton (slowhand) then a wham bam thump thump porn video. Remember most porn video's are made FOR MEN about stuff men like. Believe it or not, not every woman wants you to spread your seed on their boobs or face every time. When in doubt See rule # 3 & 4.

6. Play by the numbers. A far greater percentage of women have clitoral orgasms than vaginal orgasms. Sooooooooo if you really want you send your lady to the far reaches of the universe, spend time making oral love to her. While I have orgasms both vaginaly and clitoraly, by far my most intense are clitoral.

7. Too much is a bad thing. I don't have to tell you guys how sensitive your penis is, but women have 1000's of more nerve endings in their clitoris than your penis does. , If all you do it rub the love button up and down, the feeling can be so intense it can become painful ( in a bad way). So mix it up. This isn't a competitive eating contest, take your time, kiss and lick all around, the thighs, outer lips, inner lips, licking sideways is much more enjoyable than a constant up and down, sucking is nice, don't be afraid to , vary your speed and intensity, remember asking directions is perfectly acceptable when you are down there. Once you have here on the edge, . BUT please please no blowing in the vagina,it dry up the wetness you have worked so hard to create. Also I know in videos they are always slapping her clit, again ask. remeber are love buttons are much much more sensative than your penis, Would you want us to slap your wang? So again ask.

8. Finally finish the job Don't stop it will ruin the building wave of explosive pleasure you have built, so once you get her motor reving , don't stop the engine, take things to conclusion down there. It will take a long time to rebuilt the momentum if you loss it without her climaxing. I have faked more than a few "O"s because my partner stopped just as I was going.

9.Stay if you want to come back . Once the evenings fun and festivaties are finished you shouldn't be finished. Savor the time and space with her. If you spend time enjoying the aftereffect, you're more likely to be invited back to again and again.

Those are my feelings, I invite my lady readers to post their additions to my rules to remember.

Also I would be interested in any thoughts you guys have as well.

P.S. I'm looking forward to my Valentine's Day with my Hubby.

more details from DangeRuss

2010-02-12T18:20:00.005-05:00

I contacted DangeRuss with some follow up questions after his interview and here is his response. Here are he's responses to how he fractured his arm, how it felt and did he know right away. Also more detail about he and his girlfriend, here is his repply....

Well, I have a limp from a motorcycle accident I was in ( pretty sure I told you about that before) Anyway had to go to the bathroom at 2am and tripped over my dog and fell with all my weight on my elbow, I knew right then and there it was broke. I went to the ER were they confirmed, broken in 2 places. Too much swelling to set, so I was sent home in a sling and an ace bandage. When I got home I made an appointment to see the orthopedist on Tuesday.

I went to the doctors were they set my arm, they couldn’t give me any med cause I drove myself. The pain really turned me on!! I was put in a HUGE temp LAC and sling and made an appointment to go back in 10 days so the swelling could go down. I speed home, walk in my house and couldn’t help myself, stripped naked except for the Temp cast and sling and probably had the best “Alone” time ever!!! The Temp cast and the pain from just having my arm set made masturbation amazing!!!!!

When my Girl came home I was already in bed in just a tank top and boxers…. How much “detail” do you want?

DangeRuss, how much detail, we want every detail. Hopefully will disclose more of the sexy details for me to post. In the mean time here is a picture of DangeRuss' lac. Sexy gun, Russ.

Half Broken Tuesday

2010-02-09T20:22:00.006-05:00

This weeks entry is a guaranteed cast experience , a bimoleolar fracture, some times called a fib-tib fracture. Btw, all bimoleolar fractures are technically tib-fib fracture but not all tib-fib fractures are bimoleolar fractures- there I hope that clears that up for you. This lady slipped on the stairs,.

Notice the closed displaced double fracture, surgery and several pieces of hardware were required to stabilize the ankle. Depending on the surgeon , she might have had a chance for a long leg cast for a few weeks, if she was a teenager she would have increased her llc chances.

In this case she only got a slc and later a boot.

Imagine how good it felt to have her leg encased in the purple fiberglass, how warm and comforting it must have felt as her soft back slab cast was replaced several days after surgery with a rigid casing.

2010-02-06T07:16:00.008-05:00

Here is another interview with a reader and a cast story author, DangeRuss. I have always loved his stories and asked him to answwer a few questions. I think you will enjoy what he has to say.

First off , boxers or briefs?
Actually Boxer Briefs
Now that that is out of the way? Describe your physical appearance and age for us?
I’m a 25 year old guy who is hooked on weight lifting, A lot of people call me a big guy ( I’m 6’1” and weight 245lbs) mostly muscle. (mmmummm!!)
What do you do for a living, is it the same thing that you went to school for?
I am a Warehouse Manager
If you could have any other profession other than yours what would it be?
I honestly would be an Orthopedist. I have always wanted to be a doctor but could never commit to 8 years+ of school.
What CD is in your car CD player right now?
Family Guy Season 2… we hooked the DVD player up so I could watch movies and Drive .
What is your relationship status and your orientation?
I’m Straight. In a new relationship.. very new.

What is your bigger talent , nonsexual?
I would have to say that would be working on and building Cars and motorcycles. Ive got some FAST toys
You write stories on cast site stories don't you ( love your stories btw)? Have you always wanted to write or is it just the cast stuff that inspires you?
I have always loved reading cast stories , so I figured why not try my hand at it.
What is your biggest talent sexual?
I am great at satisfying a girl through oral sex. I love nothing more than going down on a girl… mmmmm, if you want more detail, please ask~
Besides your interest in casts, what would your closest friends be surprised to know about you that they don't already know?
Hmmm Probably the fact that I would really love to try bondage.
Have you told any of your close personal friends, family or significant others about your cast fetish?
I have not really shared my fetish with anyone, I have been in MED cast’s and have told the girl I was with how much being in a cast turned me on, and she told me that me being in a cast also turned her on. She liked the fact that I was “laid” up and she had to take care of me.
Besides casts, do you have any other fetishes?
FEET!!! I love sexy feet on a girl, kissing soles and sucking toes.
When did you first realize that you had a thing for casts? What got you started?
I think in Second Grade when my Best Friend broke his leg and was in LLC’s and SLC’s for almost a year I was uber Jealous. Then when I was 16 my friends HOT 17 year old sister broke her leg and got an LLC, seeing her in a Bikini and that cast was such a turn on for me. Then she got a SLC and a Cast shoe , 1 night she fell going down the stairs and broke her arm, so she had matching Blue SLC and LAC!!!! SO HOT!!!!
When did you get your first casts how did it happen ?
I Was 4 I got a SAC for a broken Wrist. Feel off the monkey bars.
Plaster or fiberglass,and what type (llc lats etc) of cast is your favorite?
FIBER ALL THE WAY!!!!! I honestly like any cast as long as its not a SAC.
Med or Rec? if you could pick which would you want?
Med all the way, The pain is very much a turn on. And knowing that you can’t take it off is that much better.
Can you tell us how getting that med cast felt and what effect it had on you?
Last summer I Broke my elbow in 2 places and was in a few LAC’s for 12 weeks totally, the application didn’t do much for me cause it was a male doctor.
Have you ever made love to someone in a cast or while you were casted?
OH YES!!!! Last summer in my LAC I was a wild man in bed. 1 night I was in between her legs going down on her, when I noticed she was rubbing my cast.. what a turn on for me, so I moved over and began to rub my cast over her “pussy” this turned her on, she took my cast and slipped my casted fingers inside her.. no that hurt like hell to me, but I could have cared less… omg that is hot
What question should have we asked you that we didn't and what would be the answer to it?
My dream cast??

Would be to wake up in the hospital in a DHS , Dual LATS and halo, be on a ventilator and have a sexy nurse use me as her toy!!

Thanks