Are cast Lovers Voyeur ? p1

Tyler watched, fascinated, his eyes glued to the perfection that walked in front of him. It had been a very long time since he last saw a full leg cast like the one she modeled on her right leg. Slightly bent at the knee so that she could not stand on her broken leg looked like it was made by a cast lover the way if followed her leg so perfectly.

He had been making his way casually along the street when the long, blonde haired girl had strode purposefully past him on her crutches.

She wore a flared, wide pleated floral mini-skirt that was so short that every third step she took on her crutches the hem bounced with her movement, the barest glimpse of her pink panties was visible at the top of her long, pink cast.

Tyler had adjusted his step to match hers and now followed her along the street, admiring her broken leg and the tight curve of her butt as she strode along, his heart skipping a happy little beat staring at the way she looked so graceful on her crutches.

It’s wasn’t the first time she was on crutches, that was obvious.

Tyler hefted his heavy pack as she stopped at the traffic lights in front of him and rested her broken leg on top of her good foot.
He was on his way to the train station and was delighted to
get such a great view to fill his mind as a prelude to what was likely to be a very boring trip.

He stopped a couple of paces behind and to the right of the girl, giving him a glimpse of the profile of her breasts. She wore a white t-shirt that clung beautifully to her firmed breasts. He glanced up towards her face and blushed as he realised that she was looking back over her shoulder straight at him while standing tall on her crutches. Busted!

The girl smiled at Tyler and he blushed all the more. When the lights changed, she strode off again and Tyler allowed her a couple of paces head start before again settling in behind her to enjoy the show she gave while on crutches.

The further he walked, the more he started to wonder where she was headed. He kept waiting for her to turn off and go her own way, but she continued to head in the direction of the train station, his own destination.

Sure enough, at the final set of lights, she crossed ahead of him
into the station building. As she descended the stairs slowly and carefully, her skirt bounced even more delightfully than it had when she'd walked on the flat pavement.

He caught a longer, more tantalising glimpse beneath her skirt, seeking a little more of the curve of her delightful butt as she crutched down the steps.

Once within the station, she turned to head for the toilets and Tyler realised that he'd finally reached the point where he'd have to go his own way. He sought out the right platform for his train and then made his way aboard to get settled in before his journey.

He glanced at his watch with five minutes to go until departure and then buried his head back in the book. He sensed movement and glanced up.

He was astonished to see the girl that he'd walked behind to get to the train station enter the carriage. She paused at the door, surveying the seating arrangements. Her eyes met Tyler's and lingered. The ends of her mouths turned up delightfully in a smile and she crutched down towards where he was sitting.

Tyler sat transfixed as she approached. When she reached the part of the train where he was seated, she turned to the club seat arrangement on the other side of the train (currently empty) and sat down over by the window, resting her pink cast on the empty seat.

She sat with her back to the rest of the train, leaning into the corner formed by the window. Tyler tore his gaze away and attempted to resume reading his book.

The train departed the station on its long interstate trip and Tyler continued to pour his way through his book. He found concentrating very difficult though, because every time that the girl shifted the position of her broke leg, his eyes were torn from the pages to see her perfect leg cast.

He had a feeling that he was regularly being busted in his looking. He simply avoided looking up at the girl's face to get confirmation.

An hour into the journey, Tyler had managed to settle down somewhat, managing to peer across at the broken beauty in the next seat only every third or so time that she moved.

At least up until the point that he noticed that she had adjusted herself slightly and was now angled directly towards Tyler, her skirt resting across the top of her cast. He was tantalised by the little toes at the end of the cast.

The girl's hand was sliding up and down her pink cast, as she adjusted the position of her broken leg again and Tyler's eyes were glued to the show. This angel was so close to him that it sent his cock rock hard.

The girl was looking straight at him. Once again he found his face warm as a blush painted him red. The girl smiled at him. Tyler was stunned. She had a beautiful smile, her lips, untouched by lipstick parted to reveal white, even teeth and her blue eyes sparkled, seeming to pierce through him as she watched him.

As Tyler held the girl's gaze, she glanced down at her lap. Tyler's eyes automatically followed the direction of her glance. As he looked, she bent over. Her hands were now rubbing the toes at the end of her cast.

Part 2 to come