Part 1
INTRODUCTIONThe bastard left me for a rather plain looking "chubby" blond that would have his baby. I wasn't quite ready for a family yet so he decided to have one without me. At first my pride was shattered. I couldn't believe it. Thewoman looked like she was well used already, but he said it was love.I made sure I wore my tightest leather skirt, and a deeply cut, clingingsweater to the final divorce meeting. I knew she would be there so I showedher what he had been used to so the bitch would have something to think about. Especially after her pussy was stretched out from giving birth tohis brats.
I have plenty to show off. I am a very well kept 35 year old that works outreligously every day and it has payed off. My mother was a Columbian rebeland my dad was French Canadian. I am 5'10" and carry 135 well placed pounds.Starting from the top, I have waist length shiny black hair, my skin lookstan even in the winter. I have large dark dark brown eyes and full lips.My nose, well I inherited that from my dad, but it's really not too bad.The rest of my body is my pride and joy. I have large, solid 49 DDD breasts with large nipples that look aroused at all times and look like thimbleswhen I've been playing with them. I have a flat muscular belly that blends into a trim waist, and very long muscular legs that form into full tight ass.I have a soft sensitive pussy with overly large hanging outer lips. Convinced yet? I hate bragging but I need to set the scene, right?
Don't get me wrong, we had great sex, even though I was a bit over sexed for my x-husband's tastes. He did his best. I attacked him once or twiceeach day, and would'nt stop fucking until I climaxed. I kind of loose mymind when I get horny and at times forgot what happened until he wouldtell me later shaking his head wearily in disbelief. I like my lovemakingrough and he did'nt. I could pin him down with my muscular legs and armsand fuck his big dick raw. I got carried away a few times and started slapping him when he tried to get away. He was pissed off for days, but he got over it when I let him slap my ass a few times to get even. It felt wonderful but I had to let on that it hurt so he would get over his pouting spell and start letting me fuck him again.
When the bastard left, I went wild with frustration without the daily sex. I started dating friends-of-friends, or so I thought. You really find outwho your friends are when they start shoving men at you. At 35, most ofthe men had either been married and divorced or it was obvious why theyhad'nt. I went out a few times but never really hit it off with them.They all seem to want to get into a "meaningfull relationship". Hell, Ijust wanted to FUCK. After a few tries, I vowed to stay away from men for a while and resorted to full time masterbation. That was the best decision I've ever made.
I was satisfied with my fingers for a while and then I started experimenting with carrots and cucumbers. It felt so good to stretch out the walls ofmy pussy with a large cucumber, lock my ankles together and squeeze my legstogether tightly while I frantically rubbed my clit until I climaxed.I quickly got bored after a few weeks of that. I noticed that my climaxeswere getting weak, so from experience I knew I needed to prolong my arousalso that when I finally did cum, I would explode.
SLAP-HAPPYI work as a receptionist in a large corporation in New Orleans so I have to dress-up every day and my days are long and boring. When I leave work, Ihave to fight my way through rush hour traffic for a good 45 minutes before I get away from the city and headed for home. I got to keep the house afterthe divorce because it was mine to begin with. I inherited it from my grandfather. It's perfect... It's a small ranch built 1/4 mile back into15 acres of woods/swamp. It's well worth the drive every day in and out ofthe city when I finally get home, strip off all my clothes and run around naked in the house. No one ever comes to the door because I have a post box and I don't get the paper. In fact you can't even tell that there is a house back in there because the dirt road is grown over with vines most of the time anyway.
I very rarely wear clothes when I'm home in fact I'm usually buck naked for 2 days on weekends. I can imagine I would be quite a specticle if someone did happen to suprise me. My 49 DDD's flopping around as I washed my windowsor something like that. Oh well it has'nt happened in 10 years so I'm not worried. Well on with my story.
One Friday I made it home after a long day of work and went right into mybedroom. I took off my clothes and stood in front of my full length mirrormassaging the bra lines that depressed deep into my breasts. My nipplesinstantly went rock hard when they were free to the air. Like I said, mynipples are very large. At least a 1/2 inch around and when aroused theystand out a good 1/2 inch too. They aren't very sensitive unless I've been playing with them alot. I included them in the massage as I headedfor the kitchen to make myself a large Scotch and Water. I was ready for arelaxing weekend.
By the time I read my mail I had finished the first drink and quicklypoured another before heading into the bedroom. I picked up my worn clothesand watched myself in the mirror walking into the bathroom. The bathroomis connected to my bedroom. The double sized bath/hot tub looked invitingso I turned on the water and went back into the bedroom. I found my drinkand took a large swallow watching myself in the mirror. I walked closer to the image really pleased at how I looked and could feel my head swimming a bit from the alcohol I had consummed on an empty stomach. I turned around to look at my back and ran my hands down my sides, across my tight ass and down my legs. I was starting to feel really warm inside as I cupped my ass and massaged it roughly. I could see the skin turning pink where I had kneaded it.
Without realizing what I was doing I gave the right cheek a good slap. It didn't hurt, but it did'nt really feel good either. I swung harder this time and connected with a good sharp crack. The pain felt so good, I actuallygot chills from the lingering sting. Looking into the mirror I could see3 red finger marks forming across my ass. The only problem I could see was that the cheeks did'nt match so I swung and slapped the left side. The first hit was good and hard this time. The Scotch was making me want more. Oh! so much more. I remembered that I had a bath running so I ran in andturned off the water. My relaxing bath would surely have to wait.
I finished my drink and had another made and was back in my room in no time.My heart was racing in anticipation to continue. I sat my drink down closeand went back to standing in front of the mirror. Turning around facing awayfrom it, I spread my legs wide and bent over at the waist so I could get a good view of my great ass. Wow, I had never seen myself from this view before. My full pussy lips were hanging long and very wet. I reached back and slapped at my ass with both hands at once, and savored the sting as itmelted into my soul. I slapped again, striking slightly higher this time. I couldn't believe how good it felt and how much it was turning me on. I reached from the front this time and briskly slapped the inner cheeks close to my pussy, one at a time. My whole ass was red and stinging wonderfully. My hands and fingers were going numb. If I was to keep this up I had to do something to put the full amount of pain in the targeted area only.
I stood up, took a good long drink, and went to look for something to useinstead of my hands. I thought of a belt but decided that I needed somethingthat I could control more. I rooted through the junk drawers and looked around in the garage finally coming up with a few promising items.I carried an 18" wooden ruler and an old ping-pong paddle my x-husband hadforgotten back into the bedroom. I tossed them onto the bed, grabbed my drink and joined them there. I picked up the ruler and tested it on my freepalm. Whew, yep that would work. I turned onto my belly spread my legs tobalance myself and twisted back to get access to my ass. The first swingwas a bit wimpy so I followed up with another quickly. Woah, now THAT hurt.I loved it. All of the pain was focused on the strip under the ruler. I aimed at another spot and swung hard. My body involuntarily straightened out and I buried my head deep into my pillow to wait for the sting to absorb.
Once it had, I twisted to the left and gave the left cheek a few good onestoo. I was in heaven (uh, maybe hell). I got up and went to the mirrorto check out the marks. I must have really hit it hard because the 1" wideperfect edged red stripes were starting to welt up on the edges. I rubbedthem and had to laugh thinking what my "x" would do if he seen this.I thought, if it felt so damn good on my ass, I wondered what else I could abuse. I turned to face the mirror and could'nt help looking at those huge breast and nipples just begging for some attention. I grasped my nippleshard and pulled them up as far as I could towards the ceiling, stretchingmy breasts up and out of shape. When I thought I had stretched them as far as I could, I pinched down harder, twisted my nipples and pulled a little more. The pain jolt ran through my breasts and deep into my belly giving mechills of pleasure. I almost climaxed on the spot but I released my nipplesjust before I did. I was enjoying myself too much to have it end yet.
I walked over to the bed, finished my drink and got back onto mattress.I sat up indian style and picked up the ruler. I held my left breast likea double batch of bread dough and gently slapped the top of it a few timesto find out how it would feel. It was fantastic. I gingerly covered my breast with slaps that would'nt leave anything but a light pink tint. Itfelt so wonderful, I quickly switched hands and did the same to the rightone. I put down the ruler and roughly massaged and squeezed my left breastuntil I was getting crazy. I picked up the ruler and slapped the under sideof my left orb hard and fast. Yeow! I clenched both hands and closed my eyes tightly as the pain lingered on for a good 15 seconds. I opened my eyes and peeked at a red stripe forming fast that ran diagonally across theunderside of my breast. I quickly grabbed the right one with both hands likeI was trying to crush it, massaging deeply until the friction on my skinstarted to hurt, then I picked up the ruler and swung down hard onto mypoor breast. YEEOWW! I let go of the ruler and rolled around on the bed tring to not scream out loud. God THAT hurt.
I recovered after a minute of pure ecstacy and sat up again reaching for thedeadly ruler. I was now out of control and needed more right away. I lookeddown at my pussy as I settled back into the cross-legged indian position and could'nt believe what I was thinking. I got a huge knot in my gut when I thought about using the ruler on my tender pussy. I put my left palm on thebottom area of my muscular belly and pulled up to get full access to my throbbing pussy. Even pulled up like that, the over sized outer lips werelying over on each side barely showing the tender pink tissue inside.I lowered the ruler to about 2" from my flesh and tapped the outside of mypussy. I tapped it easily 6 or seven times bringing me very close to creamingall over the bed. This was great!
I grasped the left side outer fleshy lip and pulled it out and away from my box, revealing a 2-3 inch area of slippery pink skin. I tapped the exposedtender area 3 times lightly with the ruler and lost contol of my self. I pulled the ruler back and landed a painful slap onto the wet inner skin. I bit my bottom lip and let out a strange noise as I massaged the sting into my soul. I switched hands and pulled the other lip out and landed a stingingblow right away. GOD it hurt so good. I laid back onto the bed and started pulling on the fleshy blood engorged lips with no mercy. I grabbed onto bothlips with my right fingers and shook roughly back and forth until my fingers slipped off.
I was so damn hot. I had never felt so turned on before. If I would have known I could feel like this, I would have started this a long time ago.I brought my hands up to my breasts and squeezed them to my chest with all my strength while pinching my nipples. I found the ruler and pulled my left nipple up towards the ceiling and began rapidly swatting my breast meathard with the ruler, moving around to make sure I covered every inch. I had lost all control but kept swinging through the pain. My nipple slipped out of my grip but I didn't stop the striking with the ruler. One hard swing brought the ruler directly onto the end of my thimble sized nipple, sending a powerful jolt of pain screaming through my aching breast down into my pussy. I clenched my teeth and screamed through them as I exploded into the wildest pulsing orgasm I had ever experienced.
I laid there on the bed for a good 10 minutes enjoying the ecstacy. Afterward,I got up and went to the mirror to investigate. I was suprised to see my left breast covered with red welts and was even purple in two areas. The nipple was bright red and still rock hard. What a contrast to the right, which was barely pink. I was suprised to find that there was no mark on the inner area of my pussy lip, but thinking back, I could have handled a harder hit. I finished running my bath and soaked for a good hour investigating the marks on my breast and ass.
I discovered that day that I could drive myself far beyond my own limitsof pleasure through self inflicted pain. This incident actually happenedover 2 years ago. Since then, I have gradually increased my tolerance topain, therfore increasing my need for it to satisfy my insatable appetite for the resulting powerful orgasms. Up to now I have been able to keep all of this to myself. None of my friends have a clue, and the busy-body,gossiping women at work think I'm dating a guy. I'm very careful not to cause permenent damage to myself. I usually end up with a variety of marks on my body but I try to control myself to make sure they can heal completely within 2 weeks.
I finally broke down and bought a computer to use at home. I read an articlein a computer magazine about bulletin boards and after a few phone calls Ifinally obtained the numbers of a few local ones. I dialed up, filled outthe questionares and began browsing through the menus. I was delighted tofind an adult oriented area. I have been downloading the various text filesuploaded by people who seen to have interests similar to mine. I enjoythe bondage stories and find some of the torture ones interesting. I'm notreally into the ones that advocate maiming or killing (unless the victim requests it anyway). I believe that us women usually know what we want, butsometimes a new experience will expand our desires. Well, after a lot of apprehension I decided that I would share my experiences with anyone thatwas interested. I had to be sure that no one would be able to track downthe "wild woman who lives alone isolated in the country, who needs prolonged pain to trigger an orgasm", if you see what I mean. So after a few trialuploads, I'm sending in this file.
I intend to do this often because the act of writing out my episodes makesthem that much more exciting to me. I can picture you guys and I hope maybe even other women out there masterbating as they imagine me acting outmy stories. I'll be as graphic as I can so I hope y'all enjoy.
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