3 Day Sprain

Thank god its Friday, this week has dragged. I make a few calls to some mates and organise to meet at a local pub in town for some refreshing ale after work.

As the hour hand on the clock ticks over to 4 o’clock I’m already making my way to the door, pub here i come.

I’m the first one to arrive but only for a few moments when the rest of the boys make a rowdy entrance. Beers all round.

A few beers later i notice two young ladies at another table, they both look around mid 20's both wearing skirts and business shirts and heels. One particularly takes me fancy, brunette and slim. I look over a few times checking her out. I feel a bulge grow in my pants. I’m not usually one to try my luck with ladies at the pub.

I continue in conversation glancing over every couple minutes, admiring her legs and her feet in those heels. Yes i have a foot fetish but my fetish has also grown into a fetish for women with sprained ankles.

I look back a minute later and she is dangling her heel, exposing her perfect heel and defined ankle.

Oops i think she saw me.

Anyways time for another beer. I walk past her on my way to the bar trying not to look. On my way back she smiles at me and i give her a little smile back.

A few minutes later i look over and she is dangling her heels again, she sees me looking and runs her hand down her leg to her ankle while smiling at me. I get instantly aroused.

Her friend appears to be leaving, and she also gets up but makes her way to the pokies lounge.

I ponder for a moment, is she just teasing or is she interested. Anyways my mates decide to head off as well. I decide i might try my luck on the pokies as well and even try my luck with this lovely lady.

I enter the pokies lounge and take a seat at a machine behind and to the side of where she is sitting.

I put 20 dollars in, I’m not much of a gambler, and play away looking over at her a few times.

About a minute or two i hear a voice, “any luck?"

I turn around and she is there right next to me. “No luck, I usually just donate my money to these machines?"

"I’m Michael btw", "nice to meet Michael I’m Elizabeth, but just call me Liz", as we shake hands.

I burn through the last few dollars in my machine, "can i buy u drink Liz?"

"that sounds great Michael."

We get some drinks and find a quiet little table in the corner of the pub.

We start some general chat asking about each other’s jobs and such, all while i sit there admiring her beauty. She has her legs crossed and her heel dangling mesmerised by her feet.

Liz slips off her heel, and gently rubs her foot up the inside of my leg, i begin to bulge in my pants  getting more aroused by the minute.

"Would u like to come back to my place Michael for a few drinks, i live just around the corner?"

I barely even think about it before finishing my beer.

Liz lives in a new apartment just around the corner.

“Nice place u have Liz.” “Thanks Michael make yourself comfortable and ill grab some beers.”

 "May i use your toilet Liz",  "yeah it’s just down the hall.”

I make my way down the hall being a little nosey and looking into the rooms when something catches my attention, what appeared to be a spare room had some interesting things laying around on the bed. There were all the materials required for a med cast, an assortment of ankle braces, a variety of bandages and two types of crutches in the corner, underarm and forearm ones. I kept on going to the toilet my mind going crazy just thinking about the stuff in the room.

I make my way back to the lounge, and Liz is sitting on the couch.

"That’s some interesting stuff u have in the room Liz."

"Oh, umm yeah just looking after it for a friend."

“Really Liz or should i get those crutches and see how well u use them?"

Liz was a bit apprehensive, she had never meet anyone who shares her fetish and in fact has scared many blokes off just talking about it.

"Ok Michael if u must know, i have a weird fetish. I like being casted, and wearing ankle braces or bandages while using crutches sometimes at home sometimes at work. I know what you’re thinking crazy chick right! Its ok if u want to leave."

"Well Liz seen as though u shared your secret i have one as well i have a foot fetish and more to that i love seeing women with sprained ankles."

"Really Michael or are u just saying that, ill understand if u want to go."

"Liz, firstly I’m not leaving and secondly yes that is very true."

Liz gets up and heads of to the room and returns using her forearm crutches. She is an excellent crutcher. "What do u think Michael?" "Very nice Liz, you are holding your right foot up, have u sprained that ankle before?”

"Yes i have only the once though it was minor a little swelling, i used crutches for one week at work even though i could walk."

"What did u like about the experience?"

"Well I did it out one night dancing in heels, the first thing was the pain shooting up my leg it made me instantly wet inside. When i got home my ankle was a little swollen my heel was so tight on my foot i sat on the couch slipping my heel on and off  that feeling of my shoe getting tighter drove me crazy. And finally crutching around for a week and all the attention i got was great. So yeah that’s basically it."

"So Liz how do u want to sprain your ankle?"

"Umm what do u mean?"

"Well i think u want another sprained ankle and i will help u do it."

Liz removes the crutches from her arms and places them against the wall and walks over to me on the couch and sits right next to me with her hand on my leg.

"I have a dream Michael maybe u can help me. I want to experience all 3 degrees of a sprained ankle over 3 days."

"Ok Liz so how about tonight tomorrow and Sunday then u can crutch into work on Monday."

Liz's hand slowly creeps up my leg to my bulge in my pants. I’m so turned on at this stage i could explode.

"So how do we do it, Michael?"

“Ok Liz stand up on your heels, now roll your right ankle outwards a bit, no hold my hands and on the count of 3 lift up your left foot."

One, two , three.

Liz lifts her left leg up putting all the pressure on her right leg, her ankle rolls out sharply under her body weight. She holds onto me tight stopping herself from hitting the floor as her left leg comes down to the floor.

"Oh Michael yes, i can feel it."

Liz rests her right foot on the ground gently. "Take a couple steps Liz." She puts her right foot forward taking a step in those heels her ankle showing signs of weakness. She limps as she takes a couple steps.

"Oh Michael I’m so horny." I run my hands down her leg to her ankle pressing in slightly she moans a little in pain as i squeeze her ankle.

I stand back up, "ok Liz how bout we get some dinner?"

"That sounds great."

We are seated at the restaurant near the window.

During the course of dinner, i tell Liz to slip of her right heel exposing her sexy foot.  She rubs her foot up the inside of my leg, sending shivers up my spine. I want to grab her ankle and twist is more, but I hold back just taking in the moment.

"It’s a little sore Michael."

We finish dinner i get the check, Liz slips on her heel on and we exit the restaurant. As we are walking back to the apartment Liz starts to limp a bit heavier holding my arm.

"How’s the ankle Liz?"

"It’s really starting to hurt not sure if i can make it back in these heels."

I look down her ankle showing signs of weakness with every step rolling in and out. We get to her apartment and she unlocks the door.

I reach down and pick her up in my arms carrying her to the bedroom placing her gently on the bed.

I start by taking her shirt off, then her bra. Her beautiful breasts exposed as i run my fingers down her chest. I unzip her skirt sliding it down her legs. As i take her right foot in my hands she flinches as pain radiates from her ankle. I slip her shoe off running my fingers over her ankle.

"Oh Michael i want u so bad."

Liz unzips my pants dropping them to the floor, i slide into her moist muf, thrusting slow and deep. She arches her back exploding within seconds, i pick up her right foot in my hand squeezing her ankle as i thrust faster and deeper i let out a fierce explosion.

"That was amazing Liz!"

Liz lay there panting exhausted from the experience.

"Oh Michael, i can’t wait til tomorrow."

"Well Liz i will come back in the morning ok," as i give her a kiss "ok Michael ill cook us breakfast, good night.”

I wake up bright and early and head over to Liz’s place.

Knock knock.

The door opens and Liz is standing there in some very sexy lingerie.

"Morning Michael," she wraps her arms around me laying a sensual kiss on my lips.

“Morning to you too Liz.”

“Come in breakfast is almost ready.” The first thing i notice is Liz is walking with a slight limp, her ankle doesn’t look swollen.

We sit down to a beautiful breakfast complemented with some fresh orange juice.

We finish breakfast and i help clean up.

Liz grabs my hand and drags me into the spare room.

"I’m ready Michael, i want the next stage."

"Ok Liz sit on the edge of the bed and put your right foot flat on the floor and your knee at 90 degrees."

I run my hand down her right leg to her right foot and lift up her heel so her right foot is on its tippy toes. I then push her ankle out a little so it’s just rolled out a fraction.

I stand up, and lean into her kissing her on the neck. I whisper in her ear, "Are u ready?"

“Ooooh yes please.”

I stand up place both my hands on to top of her right knee, i look at her, "count to 3 Liz."

One, two, i put my whole body weight on her leg her ankle rolls outwards fast and sharp, i release the pressure.

She yells out in pain grabbing her ankle. "Aarrhhh Michael my ankle, I can’t i cant", as she rests it on the ground. She wraps her arms around me tightly as i comfort her.

After about 5 mins i help Liz stand up, she holds her right foot just off the ground. "Try take a step Liz, i put my arm around her for support as she attempts to take a step, she moans in pain barely able to put any pressure on her ankle.

"Oh Michael it’s amazing, I’m so aroused please get my fore arm crutches."

I sit her on the bed whilst I fetch her crutches, she grabs a bandage off the bed.

“Please wrap my ankle Michael.”

I kneel down and rest her sprained ankle on my knee supporting her ankle whilst i wrap it. Leaving her sexy toes and heel exposed. I help her up on her crutches and she moves around the room on her crutches effortlessly.

"What do u want to do today?"

“Let’s take u shopping for some shoes for tomorrow, so i can watch u crutching around the shopping centre."

“Sounds good let me get ready and we'll head off.”

Walking around the shopping centre i stand to the side and just behind Liz so i can see every movement she makes.

She is wearing a ballerina flat on her left foot and she holds her right foot just behind her as she crutches. I watch her gracefully crutching around, as she transfers her weight to her left leg then moves the crutches forward, while her sprained ankle protected by the bandage follows behind her.

It is driving me crazy watching her crutch around. I can see in her eyes her ankle is throbbing.

We visit a couple shoe shops but nothing catches her interest. The next shop we visit Liz spots some wedges she likes. They are about 4" high the heel is very slim with some straps that cover the toes and end of the foot. She sits down as the store assistant fetches her size.

Liz runs her hand down her leg gently holding her ankle. "it’s aching Michael, i can feel it throbbing every step i take on my crutches."

The attendant returns with the shoes, Liz slips on the left one and i help her up onto her crutches. She moves around the shop parading like a super model, "what do u think Michael?"

"Very nice Liz, you look so sexy on your crutches with one wedge on."

"Ok I’ll take these thanks."

We leave the shop and head off to get some lunch from a nearby cafe. We sit and order. I tell Liz to rest her ankle on my leg. I slowly remove the bandage exposing her weak ankle, i look it is a bit swollen around the outside of her ankle. I gently rub her ankle with my fingers watching her facial expressions she moves her hand to her muf gently rubbing it, feeling the moisture build inside.

"Oh Michael that is driving me crazy, feeling your fingers on my sprained ankle."

Liz repositions her foot so it’s resting against my shlong. She slowly rubs me with her sprained ankle, i instantly get hard. 

"I could have u right here Liz", as we are interrupted by the arrival of our food.

We finish up and i rewrap Liz’s ankle, i leave some money for the bill and we head off.

I’m so turned on by this experience its driving me crazy. I take note of how many people watch Liz crutching around the mall.

Liz and I are on our way back down the escalator when Liz runs her hand down my crotch teasing me even more. I look at Liz and say, " i think we should go back to your place now!"

"I thought u would never ask."

On the way home i was struggling to keep my eyes on the road, so many thoughts going through my head, oh and it didn’t help that Liz had her hand on my leg.

On the way home i swing by my place to get my camera as i have an idea. We arrive at Liz’s place and i help Liz onto the couch. I fetch us a cold drink from the fridge.

We rest on the couch and Liz, looks at me, “ so?”

‘So, what? So what’s your idea with the camera.”

“Well Liz I though you could do a little fashion show on your crutches and I’ll take some photos, what do you think?”

“Ok, I’ll be back shortly.” I sit on the couch and get my camera ready whilst Liz changes. She heads back out in a nice summer dress, with her ballerina flat on her left foot, and her right foot now encased in an air cast.

She struts around on her crutches, moving elegantly, as I click away. I can’t help but want to devour her right there. She heads back off to the room for a wardrobe change. She come back in some jeans, tank top and this time she has a 4” pump on her left foot and her ankle is wrap in a bandage.

I take some more photos, I get close to her running my hands down her jeans, as she holds onto me. I rub her gently, getting her to the brink of orgasm, stopping just short of climax to keep her on the edge.  “Oh Michael you are a tease, you drive me crazy like never before.”

She heads off again, this time she return in her lingerie, wearing the new wedges I bought her, right ankle unprotected nestled tightly in the shoe. She crutches towards the lounge as I take more photos, I go to get up and she pushes me back in the couch.

“NO Michael stay there it’s my turn to tease.”

She uses her crutches and puts her right foot forward taking a step on her sprained ankle, I see the pain shoot through her eyes, “ Ooh my Michael my ankle is so weak, my ligaments are barely holding on,” as she takes another step closer to me.

She gently slips her right foot out of the shoe, and places it in my lap rubbing gently, my bulge can’t grow anymore. She reaches down and retrieves my shlong from my pants, she wraps her toes around it stroking slowly. “Hold my ankle Michael, it’s too weak.” With my left hand under her heel I support her ankle wrapping my fingers around gently.

She can’t resist, this is driving her just as crazy, she starts rubbing herself, she drops her right crutch on the floor now standing on her left leg and left crutch with her right hand down her skirt. “Press on my ankle ligaments Michael, press hard.” I position my left thumb on her anterior ligament and press in, sending pain up her leg, “harder Michael, harder.”

I press harder, Liz yells in pain, “oh yes yes Michael, I’m going to cum” she tilts her head back her eyes roll inside her head, she shivers for a moment, whilst she orgasms, struggling to stay up right balancing on her left leg and left crutch.

I release the pressure on her ligament and start rubbing her ankle with my fingers, she strokes me with her toes slowly while I support her ankle.  I can’t wait any longer, “I’m going to cum Liz.”

Liz holds her foot in front me, “cum on my sprained ankle Michael”, within seconds I unleash my load all over her ankle and foot. It runs down her ankle to her heel and along her foot to her toes.

I fetch a tissue to clean up the mess, gently wiping her ankle and foot.  As Liz rests on the couch, I prop her sprained ankle up on a pillow and get some ice. I sit there as she rests her foot on the pillow on my lap gently icing her ankle, running my fingers up and down the sole of her foot.

“Michael that was amazing, you are amazing.”

“No Liz you are amazing, you are driving me so crazy I could go you again right here on the couch.”

“What did you want to do tonight Liz?”

“What if we go see a movie at the cinemas? Ok sounds great Liz.

I have come prepared today, and borrow the use of her shower as she also gets ready. I’m waiting out in the lounge for her, when I hear crutches from down the hall.

I look up and Liz is wearing a fantastic black dress, tight fitting showing her sexy body. Her right ankle protected by an air cast no bandage, and she is wearing the new wedges she bought today. She is even wearing one on her sprained ankle. I’m instantly hard just looking at her, “you do know how to drive a man crazy.” She smiles at me, as we make our way out her apartment.

The movie starts and Liz has her sprained ankle resting on my leg, I gently undo the air cast strap, and slide it off, as the movie goes on I gently rub my hand over her ankle and foot, teasing her toes at the end, and then back down the sole of her foot to her heel. I can see she likes this, and she cuddles up tightly to me.

About half way through the movie Liz whispers in my ear, “I can’t wait til tomorrow!”

I look at her, she puts her hand behind my head and pulls it in to hers and kisses me slowly and sensually, enjoying every moment.

I can’t stop thinking about what she said, taking no notice of the movie playing on the massive screen right in front of me.

The movie finishes and I go to put her air cast back on, but she grabs my hand stopping me, “It’s ok Michael leave it off please.”

As I watch her crutch to the car, I see her sprained ankle holding on to that wedge, thinking about what would happen if she accidentally tripped and stepped on her ankle in those heels. The thought send shivers up my spine while making me tingle inside.

We walk back into her apartment, and make our way to the lounge she stops me and puts her hand down my pants rubbing my knob with her fingers, “Oh Liz, please don’t stop that feels great.” I return the favour rubbing her clit through her dress, I can feel how moist she is and how turned on she is.

“Ok Michael, I want it, its time. Sit on the couch.”

I make my way to the couch as Liz turns on her crutches and takes a couple steps back from the couch. She turns and faces me and puts her right foot forward, and takes a step still using her crutches for support, her ankle wobbles, the pain shooting through her leg.

She stands there looking at me, and then she smiles and throws her crutches away. Balancing on her left leg resting her right foot forward, she goes to take a step transferring all her weight to her right foot. Her ankle offers no support at all first rolling in, as she tries to regain her balance her ankle rolls out sharply, her wedge folds inwards her foot hits the ground bent inwards almost 90 degrees. She goes crashing the ground in pain, grabbing her ankle. I didn’t hear a pop, which is unusual usually a torn ligament makes a sound like a pop or crack. I go to get up, when Liz stops me telling me to stay there. “i don’t think it worked Michael?”, did you feel anything pop in your ankle Liz?”

“No not at all”, as she sits there holding her ankle in her hand. She slips off her shoe gently, her ankle throbbing, what happens next I did not expect. Liz takes both her shoes off, and starts to get up.  “What are you doing Liz?”

 “Just wait Michael you will see.”

She gets up hopping on her left foot, she takes and couple hops around positioning herself in more room, then she hops onto her right foot with her toes pointed, her ankle can’t take it, this time a loud pop as she goes crashing to the ground. “My ankle, my ankle”, as she squirms on the ground holding her right ankle in her hand. She burst out in tears the pain over whelming, I get up and kneel next to her holding her in my arms. “I did it Michael, I did it.” I hug her tight, kissing her to take her mind off the pain, her tears start to dry up. “Take me to the room Michael, take care of my every need.”

I pick her up in my arms, as she uses her hand to support her ankle. I put her on the bed and remove her dress and under wear before stripping my own cloths off. She is hell horny grabbing me and pushing me inside her straight away, not a single bit of pain evident in her eyes. I thrust deep, fast and slow, I grab her breasts in my hand. She orgasms instantly like I have never seen before. I keep thrusting faster and faster, as she starts to climax again, I reach down and take her ankle in my hand gently holding it and I thrust deeper and deeper, “yes yes, Michael, oh god this feels so good. Please go faster.” I thrust as fast as I can holding her ankle still, she arches her back I arch mine, we both explode at the same time.

Exhausted from the experience, I go to the freezer and get and ice pack and a bandage and return to find Liz laying there with a huge smile on her face. I put the ice pack on her ankle and bandage it up.

I lay next to her, looking up at the ceiling, “I’m so glad we met Michael.” “Me too Liz, Me too.”

The next thing I remember is waking up I look at the clock and it says 0725, Liz is still as sleep next to me. We must have both passed out. I roll over and put my arm around Liz as she slowly starts to wake up.

She opens her eyes looking at me, a smile starts to form on her face almost immediately.

She moves her right leg, “Oh god, my ankle is aching. Will you have a look for me Michael?”

I slowly undo the bandage and remove the ice pack that is now just liquid. Her ankle very swollen, like and orange, her heel totally engulfed by swelling. The bruising starting to show just below the outside of her ankle and along the arch of her foot.  “I think we should get you to the hospital to make sure it’s only a bad sprain.”

“Ok Michael but can you do something for me first?” “yeah sure what is it?”

“Can you take some photos, I want to make as many memories a possible, and how about another fashion show when we get back from the hospital?”

“Anything for you Liz.”

The End