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In a small rural town in Brazil, Daniel’s life takes a transformative turn when he meets Emily, the love of his life and his cherished amputee wife. From the moment they unite, their intimate connection becomes a powerful force in their relationship. Daniel is captivated not only by Emily’s irresistible beauty but also by her unique amputated left leg, which fuels their passionate encounters. Together, they explore the depths of their desires, embracing the intimacy that arises from Emily’s amputation. Their love knows no bounds as they navigate the challenges and celebrate the extraordinary bond that comes with having an amputee wife, creating a profound and extraordinary love story.

My Amputee Wife

Six years ago, when I was 24 and My wife Emily Morgan was 26, we found ourselves working together in the engineering department of a bustling business. Our days were filled with technical challenges, deadlines, and the pursuit of professional success. It was during this time that I was captivated by the extraordinary woman named Emily Morgan.

Emily, with her remarkable intellect and unwavering determination, stood out among her peers. She was not just clever and confident, but also someone who fought relentlessly to carve her place in the senior management of our business. Emily’s voice was loud and her presence known in any room she entered. She possessed a striking physical appearance that attracted attention, but what truly drew me to her was the fact that she was missing her left leg.

Just below her knee, Emily’s left leg was amputated, and it was this uniqueness that intrigued and fascinated me. Despite this physical difference, she exuded a powerful allure. At around 6 feet tall, Emily’s slender figure and long legs seemed to defy gravity. Her wavy black hair framed a face that could launch a thousand dreams, with delicate features that were flawlessly gorgeous.

As we worked together in the engineering department, I couldn’t help but be drawn to Emily’s strength and resilience. Her missing leg was a testament to her determination and her ability to overcome obstacles. It added a layer of uniqueness to her character that made her even more captivating.

Our professional lives were demanding, with busy schedules and various responsibilities. However, amidst the chaos, a connection began to form between us. It was as if our shared experiences in the engineering department forged an unspoken understanding. Emily’s dominance naturally resonated with my submissive inclinations, creating a dynamic that transcended the boundaries of our professional relationship.

While Emily’s physical attributes and confidence garnered attention from others, it was the unique combination of her intellect, determination, and the way she carried herself that truly enamoured me. Her low-cut dress blouses occasionally revealed glimpses of her petite, alluring breasts, but it was the way she embraced her missing leg and turned it into a symbol of strength that left an indelible mark on my heart.

After working together for several months, a significant moment arrived one day when Emily walked into the office wearing a knee-length skirt. It was then that I noticed her plastic, skin-coloured prosthetic leg, which extended up to her knee. To my surprise, her gait was nearly flawless. Until that day, I had been completely oblivious to the fact that she was missing a leg or had a slight limp.

Me: (Staring at Emily’s prosthetic leg, unable to look away)

Emily: (Noticing my gaze, smiling) It was an accident when I was 14.

Me: (Taken aback, not realizing what she said) Beg your pardon?

Emily: (Still smiling, understanding my confusion) I mean, the amputation. It was an accident that led to the loss of my leg below the knee.

Me: (Suddenly comprehending) Ah! I see now. It was an accident. I’m sorry for not understanding at first.

Emily: (Overjoyed with my interest) Don’t worry about it. I’m actually glad you discover it intriguing.

Over time, it became apparent that Emily was starting to catch on to my interest, particularly in her unique leg. You see, I had at all times found women with missing limbs incredibly captivating. The realization that my secret desire was now intertwined with my professional life made it incredibly challenging to remain composed. I struggled to act cool and not reveal my secret admiration.

As time went on, Emily confessed that she had noticed my fascination with her leg early on. She could sense that my interest went beyond superficial attraction, setting me aside from the other guys who merely sought to catch her attention. In retrospect, it was a turning point in our relationship, as she saw the genuine intrigue and depth of connection within me.

This shared understanding added a new layer of intimacy to our interactions. The unspoken acknowledgment of my admiration for her unique leg set the stage for a dynamic that transcended the normal.

Emily had experienced a series of short-lived relationships before me, where her partners seemed unable to handle the challenges that came with her amputation. They would pursue her with enthusiasm, treating her kindly and showing interest in getting to know her. However, as the relationship progressed and they became intimate, their commitment would slowly wane. They would either lose interest over time or admit that they couldn’t handle the unique circumstances that accompanied dating someone like Emily.

Despite the heartbreak and disappointment, Emily managed to maintain her confidence and resilience. She refused to let these experiences define her self-worth or deter her from pursuing meaningful connections. With each breakup, she found the strength to pick herself up and put herself out there once again, believing that the right person would come along and accept her for who she was, both physically and emotionally.

When I entered Emily’s life, I was aware of her past encounters, and it only fuelled my determination to be different. I saw beyond her amputation, recognizing the incredible woman she was — her intelligence, her strength, and her unwavering spirit. I wanted to prove to her that there was someone who could fully embrace every aspect of her, including her physical differences.

As our relationship blossomed, I made it my mission to show Emily that she was worthy of love and devotion. I cherished her for the person she was, rather than focusing on her amputation as a defining factor. We connected on a deep emotional level, building a foundation of trust, understanding, and unwavering support.

Together, we navigated the complexities of intimacy, vulnerability, and communication. I made sure to listen to her needs, concerns, and fears, providing a safe space for her to express herself without judgment. Our connection grew stronger with each passing day, as we celebrated the unique bond we shared and the strength it took to overcome past disappointments.

Emily’s ability to maintain her confidence through those tough breakups was a testament to her resilience and belief in finding a genuine connection. It was through our relationship that she discovered the true power of self-love and acceptance. Our love story challenged societal norms and proved that true love transcends physical appearances and embraces the depth of a person’s character.

When we first started going on dates and gradually became physically intimate, our connection grew stronger than ever. It was a unique experience for both of us, as Emily had never been with someone who shared a specific attraction to amputees. I admired her for who she was, including her amputated leg, and she found it incredibly exciting and liberating.

Our encounters were filled with an intense desire to explore each other’s bodies. I appreciated every aspect of Emily’s physicality, including her below-the-knee stump. It was a source of fascination and pleasure for me, and she loved how I genuinely embraced it. We would engage in passionate moments where I would touch, kiss, lick, squeeze, and rub my dick and caress her stump, feeling the thrill of our connection amplify. I would stay hard for hours and we would keep going and going until my dick felt tired and sore.

Emily’s enthusiasm matched mine, as she eagerly reciprocated our desires. She found the exploration of her amputated leg incredibly empowering, and our physical encounters became a celebration of our unique bond. The pleasure we shared was indescribable, and the connection between us only grew stronger.

Two years later, we tied the knot and our life together was filled with happiness. We embarked on exciting adventures, changed jobs, bought a house, and started planning for a family. Emily would wear her prosthetic leg whenever she went out, and most of the time at home too. Having lost her leg in an accident at the age of 14, she had become accustomed to moving around effortlessly with her prosthetic.

In the evenings, as we relaxed on the couch, Emily would take off her prosthetic leg and place it on my lap. She knew how much I enjoyed touching and massaging her stump, and it became a cherished routine for us. Not only did it bring us closer, but it also helped soothe her stump after a long day. We both found comfort and pleasure in this intimate act.

When it was time to go to bed, Emily would often keep her leg off and hop around the house. It was an incredibly arousing sight to watch her move with such grace and agility, relying on her hopping technique. She knew that I found it alluring and would playfully tease me by pulling her pants leg down, leaving an empty pant leg dangling under her stump. It heightened the excitement between us, and I couldn’t help but be turned on by her playful display.

Our love continued to flourish, both in and out of the bedroom. We cherished the intimacy we shared, the trust we had built, and the way our desires harmoniously intertwined. Our relationship was a testament to the beauty of embracing individuality, as we celebrated each other’s uniqueness and found joy in the pleasures that unfolded between us.

As time went on, Emily began experiencing occasional issues with her stump. Sharp pains would radiate from the end of her residual limb, making it difficult and painful for her to wear her prosthetic leg. Concerned about these symptoms, we sought medical advice, and the doctors explained that she was developing small bone spurs on the end of her stump. They assured us that they would closely monitor the situation in the future.

Despite the occasional challenges with her stump, our intimate life remained passionate and fulfilling. Our sexual encounters became a source of exploration and pleasure, deepening our connection in methods we never anticipated. Every day, we eagerly engaged in intimate moments, savouring the unique experiences we shared.

In our intimate moments, Emily took playful benefit of my attraction to her stump, using it as a way to tease and make fun of me in a loving manner. She knew the effect it had on me, and she would playfully showcase her amputation, knowing how much it aroused me. She would use her stump to rub and gently kick my penis, adding an exciting and unique element to our pleasure. I relished the sensation of grabbing onto her nub, finding it incredibly arousing as we engaged in intimate moments. It became a delightful game between us, a source of amusement and pleasure that further deepened our bond.

Emily’s confidence and playfulness allowed us to explore new dimensions of our intimacy. We delighted in the shared joy of discovering what aroused us, igniting passion and excitement in each encounter. It was a testament to the trust and comfort we had in each other, as we freely expressed our desires and enjoyed the pleasures that arose from our unique dynamic.

Outside the bedroom, our love continued to flourish. We supported each other through life’s challenges and celebrated our accomplishments together. Our connection was built on a foundation of trust, respect, and a deep understanding of each other’s needs. It was a relationship that embraced our individuality, including the amputation that made Emily truly unique.

As time went on, Emily’s career flourished, and she earned a well-deserved promotion in her job. However, like many women, she experienced some changes in her body as she aged. Her breasts had naturally reduced in size, prompting her to consider a boob job. Wanting to regain the confidence and allure she felt in her twenties, she opted for a subtle enlargement that brought her to a very respectable D cup size. Her breasts became perky and alluring, accentuating her thin figure. Emily embraced her enhanced figure with confidence, once again donning low-cut tops that revealed her sexy cleavage. She became the envy of her friends, possessing the hottest body among them.

Despite these positive changes, a new challenge emerged for Emily. Her amputated leg began to deteriorate, and the doctors delivered the heartbreaking news that her bone was failing. They presented us with several options, but after careful consideration, we made the difficult decision to undergo another amputation, this time above the knee.

The prospect of facing amputation again was daunting for Emily, but she approached it with her characteristic strength and resilience. Supported by our loved ones and the guidance of medical professionals, we prepared ourselves for the journey ahead.

As the time for Emily’s revision surgery approached, we felt a mixture of nerves and anticipation. The plan was to remove the lower three inches of her femur, allowing space for a prosthetic knee joint. It was a necessary step, but we couldn’t help but wonder how it would affect her quality of life and mobility. Deep down, I was secretly excited to see her new stump. While I had never voiced my preference, I had at all times found above knee stumps a little more appealing than below knee stumps, and the idea of change brought a sense of excitement. Although I never shared these thoughts with Emily, I had a feeling she knew what was going through my mind.

After the surgery, I couldn’t help but admire the outcome. The doctors had left her with a clean and well-healed scar, resulting in a round and tidy stump. Emily’s long and slender figure lent itself to a cute, fit, and gorgeous stump. Her leg now ended about three inches above her other knee, leaving a substantial portion of her femur bone intact.

After undergoing the revision surgery, Emily embarked on a healing journey that spanned several months. During this time, she focused on recovering and preparing for the next steps in her rehabilitation. It was crucial for her to regain her balance and adapt to the changes in her body.

As her body adjusted, Emily had to learn to balance without relying on her prosthetic leg. It was a process that required patience and perseverance. She engaged in physical therapy sessions, working closely with therapists to create her strength, improve her balance, and enhance her mobility. It was a challenging but necessary step on her path to regaining her independence.

During her healing phase, Emily utilized crutches to move around the house and navigate daily life. I found it incredibly sexy and captivating to witness her long, slender body gracefully manoeuvring on crutches, her remaining leg bearing her weight with determination. The contrast created by her shorter stump made her other leg appear longer and more enticing, adding to her allure.

Sex became more exciting than ever after Emily’s surgery. In the beginning, I felt a bit embarrassed because I couldn’t last as long as before, often reaching orgasm before her. But Emily found it amusing and understood that her new stump was a turn-on for me. Our intimate connection only grew stronger as we explored the possibilities that her revised body presented.

With her new stump, we embarked on trying new things in the bedroom. One particular position we enjoyed involved me kneeling on the bed over her leg, while she pressed her stump against my penis and balls, gently swinging it back and forth. The visual stimulation drove me wild, and she relished in the pleasure she brought me. While I still showered her stump with kisses, licks, and tender touches, I had to be more careful at first, mindful of the sensitivity of her newly healed skin. Though part of me longed to squeeze it tightly and feel the softness of her skin around my hand, I approached it with a gentler touch.

Our intimate moments remained as passionate as ever, and our physical connection continued to evolve. We explored new avenues of pleasure and deepened our understanding of each other’s desires. The tenderness with which I treated her stump remained, as I cherished the softness of her skin against my touch. It was a reminder of the trust and vulnerability we shared, and the love that grew stronger with each passing day.

As Emily moved around the house, she found innovative methods to tease and entice me. Instead of relying on her prosthetic leg or crutches, she would often choose to hop, playfully showcasing her seductive charm. With each hop, her pants would sway, revealing glimpses of her tantalizingly dangling legs.

She knew the effect it had on me, and she relished in the power of her teasing. Emily’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she watched my reaction, fully aware of my addiction to her stump. A mischievous smile would grace her lips, inviting me to indulge in my desires.

With every hop, her movements exuded a captivating rhythm that mesmerized me. Her remaining leg, gracefully suspended in mid-air, only added to the allure. The contrast of her hopping and the subtle sway of her pants accentuated the sensuality of the moment, heightening the anticipation between us.

I couldn’t help but become entranced by her playful teasing, my addiction to her stump growing with each passing moment. The dance she performed, fuelled by her confidence and desire to please, filled the air with an intoxicating energy. It was a private game we shared, one that deepened our connection and stirred the passion that existed between us.

After three years since her above-the-knee amputation surgery, Emily faced another round of challenges when she had to undergo one more revision surgery. Despite her initial hopes for a smooth recovery, her stump continued to cause her persistent pain and discomfort. The bone had not healed as expected, resulting in ongoing issues. Additionally, she had developed excess skin, fat, and muscle on the end of her stump, which further added to her discomfort.

Seeking to improve Emily’s overall well-being and enhance her quality of life, the doctors decided to perform one final revision surgery. With care and precision, they removed an additional six inches of the femur bone and addressed the excess tissue that had accumulated over time. Emily was relieved and grateful for this opportunity to discover lasting relief and comfort.

Following the surgery, Emily experienced a significant improvement in her mobility and a remarkable reduction in pain. The revision surgery proved to be a turning point in her journey, granting her a newfound sense of comfort and enhanced quality of life. Though she still relied on her prosthetic leg, she now had the choice to use it as needed. Emily became adept at determining when to wear her prosthetic, donning it whenever she ventured outside the house.

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As time passed, Emily’s gait became less fluid compared to when she had her below-knee amputation. Her limp was more noticeable, and navigating stairs became a greater challenge. However, she proved to be remarkably resilient, walking for miles each day with minimal discomfort. Despite the changes in her mobility, her stump took on a new level of beauty, becoming the sexiest stump I had ever laid eyes on.