Big, Beautiful Wanda

Okay so this is a little more of a sensual ballbusting. Hope you enjoy this story.

Her name was Wanda. She's a BBW. Big, beautiful Wanda. I met her at work when she joined several months ago. At 5ft 10ins she was tall. But she was also plus sized. Her feet were a size 12. But one thing Wanda always did…..she wore heels.

I found out from her at lunch one day when a group of us all went, that she was divorced and had just turned 40. On a night out at a bar, after several drinks were shared I realized we were the final two people left. That was when the conversation got a little more personal.

"Ben, do you have any kinks you're into?" I nearly choked on my beer. I wasn't expecting the question.

"Urm, I might do but I'm not sure I want anyone to know what they are." I tried to keep the conversation short in the vain hope she would change the subject.

It didn't work.

"Go on, tell me, I won't be shocked." I was debating whether to say anything. Maybe it was her demeanor. She was always happy and cheery. Or maybe it was the beer. But finally I managed to reply and blurt out the one secret I had kept my whole 32 years on this earth.

"I'm into ballbusting. And I also have a boot fetish. Especially leather boots." I was almost whispering as I finished. The fear of her reaction made me feel completely shy.

"Really! Wow, I wasn't expecting that. Have you ever been ballbusted?" An honest question. One I had been expecting after revealing my kink for the first time. It was something I replayed over and over in my head when I thought about how people might react if I ever revealed it to them.

"No, I'm a virgin. In every sense of the word. Never been in a relationship, never wanted to pay for the experience of a fuck, or the kink. It's just something I've obsessed over but never had the courage to ever ask a woman to help me experience it." I was expecting Wanda to invite me to her home and ballbust me. But thankfully she didn't. I needed time to wallow in self pity at my feeling of shame.

"Hey, don't worry. It's okay to have these feelings. Just don't beat yourself up over it. Maybe one day you'll be able to experience it." I thanked her. And that was it, we both went home that night and I thought that was the last I'd hear about it.

But I was wrong. Wanda had gone home and before she went to bed she had spent several hours ordering leather boots. Plenty of them. She had ankle boots in ample supply. But she felt she needed to expand her collection. To reel me in.

The following Friday night she asked if I was planning to go for drinks with the team. It was our usual weekly gathering. I replied I was but I was driving as I had some work to finish at home the following morning. She asked if I could pick her up that evening.

We never made it to the bar that night. No one was expecting us. She had told everyone we both couldn't make it. This bold, beautiful woman had complete confidence in her plan.

I turn up at her place and knock on her door. She opens the door. "Come in Ben, I'm just finishing getting ready." I walk in and pass past her whilst she's covered from view by the door. I can only see her face.

As I stop a few feet past her I'm awaiting her instructions on where to walk. But I made a crucial mistake. I had left my legs open. Her right leg connected hard with my balls and I felt the thud. I never saw any part of the kick. I just felt it. I collapsed on the ground clutching my balls. Her bare foot had made perfect contact with my helpless balls. The feeling of cramping hit my stomach hard. The pain receptors were causing a churning feeling inside my belly. My eyes felt moist with tears.

I stood no chance. At just 5ft 6ins tall I was already 4ins smaller than Wanda. But she had the strength and weight advantage. She begins tearing my clothes off with fury. Expertly she manages to take all my clothes off within ten seconds. Quicker than I thought I could do it.

"Ben, sorry for the sneak attack. But tonight your balls are mine. Just relax and trust me. I promise you'll never forget tonight." Most guys would be scared. I was about the pain, especially after the blow I had received. But somehow, deep inside, I trusted Wanda.

She grabbed my balls and began coaxing me up off the floor by lifting them and squeezing my balls to indicate she wanted me to get up. I stood up and she simply said. "Follow me Ben."

I was led by my balls to her bedroom upstairs. The whole time my cock was rock hard in anticipation of what was to come. She had on a black dress that barely covered her modesty. That was done deliberately as I was to discover later. I was enraptured by the complete power she was showing with such little effort. She led me to the edge of her bed. Finally she let go of my balls and pushed me onto the bed. Instantly she climbed on top of me.

"Spread your arms and legs Ben." I did as I was told, never taking my eyes off her own. Effortlessly she restrained my arms and legs into handcuffs. I was now naked and restrained to the bed. She smiled at me and put a blindfold over my eyes and I felt her climb off the bed after.

"I'm just finishing my outfit Ben. But let's play a little game before we get started." I was beginning to feel really aroused. My cock was rock hard.

"What game is that Wanda?" I replied eager to find out. I heard the sound of zips being pulled up. Oh shit.

"I've just put a pair of my new boots on. You've got one attempt to guess the length of my boots, and the color. If you get either or both wrong. You'll be licking then kissing every inch of them when we finish. And I'll still be wearing them when you do." Holy shit. This was tipping me close to the edge. She climbed onto the bed and I could feel her place her knees astride me. She began stroking my face with leather gloves. Fuck I was going to cum before we even got started!

"Oh god, urm, I'm going to say knee high and black?". She giggled and replied seductively "final answer?" She was still stroking my face. She inserted a glove into my mouth and I began sucking it without thinking.

"Mmmmm, hmmmmm." I couldn't say a word, her finger in my mouth was stroking my tongue, tantalizing and teasingly.

As she lifted my blindfold off my eyes adjusted to the sight. When I saw her boots and gloves I realized I was wrong. But I had another problem.

"Fuck, Wanda……I'm so sorry." She looked a little unsure of what I meant. Then suddenly my eyes glassed over as I ejaculated suddenly. Wanda looked back at my cock and watched it spurt out my premature wad of cum. She began laughing hard. I expected her to be angry but she seemed to understand as a virgin I had never been in this position before.

"Hey, save some of that for later Ben." I felt so ashamed I began crying. The pain and shame etched all over my face. Wanda in her pink leather thigh boots hugged me tight and began whispering in my ear.

"Don't worry, nothing to be ashamed of. How about I punish you for being a naughty boy? Would that make you feel better?" She knew what to say and when to say it. I felt reassured and nodded my head, unable to speak without fear of sobbing.

"Ben, as a newcomer to this kink. I'm going to spend some time giving you a sensual ballbusting. It's going to take some tike building up resistance to pain. So I'm going to give you pain, but it won't be too extreme." She placed her hands beside my head. She looked me deep in the eyes and smiled. I smiled back.

"Look at my knee Ben. Don't take your eyes off it. Enjoy this, trust me you will." She lifted her knee up and then hit it into my balls. It was a gentle knee for her standards. But I felt the leather of the boot strike my balls. I felt the chunkiness of her knee strike both my balls equally. I felt the wave of sick build up suddenly and then disappear after a few concentrated breaths. I felt the cramping pain in my stomach as I involuntarily tensed up. But I survived. My cock was still hard. I was enjoying myself.

Wanda took her time to deliver another blow. "That's it baby, just little love taps is all I'm going to give you." I began feeling her strikes increase in speed as I recovered quicker and quicker. She never increased the power, instantly knowing the right power and precision to strike her knee into my balls. My eyes never lost contact with her knee. I was beginning to become aroused beyond the point of no return. The pink leather on this big beautiful woman was mesmerizing me. It led me beyond my deepest desires. Before I knew it my cock began twitching, anticipating the next blow. But suddenly Wanda stopped.

"Ben, that's enough of those. Let's slap some sense into them." She eased herself down and rested her legs against both if mine. Pressing down on them with her body weight. It was crushing but the sight of her pink gloves and huge tits were enough to get me through the pain. She used her left hand to plump my balls up. Then she slapped them hard with her right hand.

"Fuck, Wanda, that was too hard." She looked up and me and smiled. "Don't worry Ben, you'll understand why I'm doing it this hard in a moment." She slapped me harder than before with her next blow. She rained in a few more blows in quick succession. Then I realize why she had slapped me so hard and so fast. My cock had shrunk down and was now uselessly flopping side to side with each blow Wanda gave me.

"Magic isn't it Ben." She giggled and mercifully stopped slapping my balls.

She then climbed back up the bed and placed her left leg beside me. She then placed her right knee in the middle of my chest. "This is going to make you shoot your load Ben." She laughed. I felt the tip of her pointy toe lift my balls up and expertly pin them against my stomach. She slid her boot back down so my cock and balls were trapped between her boot and my stomach right where her foot was encased in her boot. I could feel her toes wiggling through her boots against the back of my balls. My cock got instantly hard again.

"Ben, enjoy this little show. It's going to be fun for me to watch your face this time." She wasn't joking around either. I felt her boot begin to slowly slide up and down, not by much but enough to get my cock wound up in a frenzy as Wanda's big boots expertly stroked my cock. She was giving me a bootjob whilst at the same time crushing my balls against her boot. My eyes began to drift into the back of my head as she began to increase the pressure and intensity of her boot against my cock and balls.

"Cum for me Ben. Be a good little boy." Her seductive voice and her expert teasing and tormenting against my helpless cock meant it didn't take long.

"Oh - my - god. I'm cumming." Wanda stopped stroking my cock and balls and pressed her boot down hard against both my cock and balls. I could feel my balls constricting and flattening against her pink boot. But I was so far gone the pleasure triumphed over the pain I was feeling. I cum once again. This time it wasn't premature. Wanda waited until I had finished before climbing off. She placed her boot over my mouth.

"Clean up your mess off my new boots Ben. You can't get away with that, you naughty boy." I duly did as I was told. I didn't enjoy the taste of my own cum but I knew I had to obey Wanda.

Once I was done she stood up. She then stood either side of my cock and gently rested her right boot sole on my balls.

"Ben, this is the penultimate punishment. But don't worry you'll enjoy this as much as I will." I wanted to believe her but Wanda had big feet and I knew she had a lot of power in her legs. She pressed her boot sole down, I was astounded that she managed to manipulate both my balls to fit under her boot sole. She began pressing down firmly and twisting her boot sideways. Her grinding and crushing was driving the pain throughout my body. I began squirming against my restraints. I moaned in pain aloud as Wanda kept an impassive expression across her face.

"Beg for more Ben." Her voice sounded void of any emotion. I was beginning to get scared. I couldn't stop her. I couldn't escape. I was trapped. "Please Wanda, more." I felt like I had to feed her desire. I had to give in otherwise the consequences were dire. She didn't say a word. But her boot did the talking for her. She pressed down harder and began grinding my balls faster. She looked into my eyes, they looked dead inside. Least that was what my own eyes see. She didn't even ask me to beg again. She just pressed down harder again and this time her boot was twisting back and forth as fast as she could possibly go. I was thrashing in pain against my restraints. I was in do much pain all I could do was open my mouth and my scream was silent. She was showing no signs of stopping, it was like she was possessed. Finally my body began convulsing as I could take no more. Then without warning Wanda began to ease the pressure off my balls. As my body reacted to this change of intensity I stopped tensing up. I looked in her eyes and she was back to how she was before. It was like she had an outer body experience.

"Sorry Ben. I had to test your ability to take pain. So I know your boundaries. I hope you can forgive me." She had by now kneeled down astride me and was stroking my face with her gloves. Tears were streaming down my face as she made soothing sounds.

"Let me make it up to you Ben." She placed her thigh against my balls. "Ohhhh they're swelling nicely Ben." Then she applied pressure against my balls with her thigh. The leather against her thigh pressed against my balls. I was anticipating the worst. But then she began humping my cock and balls with her thigh. With each stroke my balls were getting caught against the lip of the end of her boots. She knew this and kept up the strokes. My cock got hard again.

"Ben, just twelve knees from me and we'll be finished." I looked confused. "Why twelve?" And she smiled. "One for the size of my feet Ben." She slapped me playfully and gently as if to mildly scold me for making a bad joke.

Her first knee was gentle but still hurt. The next few were fast and not so accurate. By the time she was halfway through Wanda paused for a moment to apply pressure against my balls. My cock got hard and she then delivered the final six knees. They were powerful and they took the wind out of me. She still went easy on me but she knew she could push me that far.

"Well done Ben. You've made it through. How was that for you?" She began untying my restraints as I took a moment to recover.

"Aside from the crush and grind, it was an amazing experience." Wanda had finished untying me and as she looked into my eyes she replied. "Sorry again Ben, the grinding and crushing was me using all my power. And yet you withstood more than any of the previous guys I've done that too. Honestly Ben, you're a natural." My mouth was open in shock. I couldn't believe she was saying this. Was I really able to withstand more than normal? I lift my head up after taking some time to take that information in.

"Where do you think you're going Ben?" Wanda pushes me back down on the bed as I'm about to lift myself off. She's still astride me so I cannot overpower her and escape. "Urm, I thought it was time for me to go?"

"Oh, no. You still have a hard cock, and I know just the way to help relieve that." She lifts her dress and climbs on my cock.

I lost my virginity that night. I didn't get any sleep either. Wanda had a lust for sex and she had energy for days. We finally collapsed in a heap and slept at 7am.

Since that wonderful night I've been round Wanda's most nights. All her boots have busted my balls now. She's constantly buying more to experiment with. But the sex afterwards is mindblowing. We're now in a relationship.

I'm glad I have my big, beautiful Wanda.