It was the last weeks of college, and everyone was in a party mood. I went to visit someone two doors down in the dorm. This guy, whose name I can’t recall, was sitting in his room with a woman called
My memory gets hazy as to exactly what happened, but my signaling must have worked because she ended up in my room and we started kissing and cuddling some. She let on that she found it very sexy to see a guy sitting with his legs wide open. We were very mellow, high, just enjoying each other’s bodies, kind of scoping each other out, just there with the moment together.
Unconsciously I had already put myself in an inferior position, lying on the bed on my back, just kind of floating, with my legs wide open since she liked it so much, with
I think she was really getting off on having this young man in such a compromised position, completely exposed and vulnerable! The problem with being in such a position with someone you don’t know is that you have no idea how they will react. Either the temptation was too great, or else she was getting impatient with me, but in any case she was about to demonstrate in no uncertain terms who was the boss. With a totally happy, dreamy look on her face, she jerked her knee forward up between my spread thighs hitting my most vulnerable targets bang on! I could feel her hard bony kneecap smashing into my testicles, molding them around her knee and crushing them easily into my body. I was flat on my back against the bed and I had nowhere to go escape her knee smash, so my balls took 100% of the force of the impact. I was shocked! I had trusted a woman and she had taken full advantage of the situation to show me how superior she was!
“Oops, sorry,” she said, but I could tell she didn’t really mean it as she was smiling all the while. I had offered myself to her and she had taken me twice and really made it count. Her eyes were shining as the thought hit her of how she had got me. I was all hers.
She was just acting so happy as she watched me writhing before her, still lying there with my legs open and her kneeling between them, my throbbing balls and now hard dick still wide open to an attack. She was really getting off and I was worried she would do it again, the beads of sweat beginning to show on my forehead. I looked at her and saw that laughing look in her eyes. Oh how I envy women that look! You can see right on their faces how powerful it makes them feel, how utterly, biologically superior. She had me right where she really wanted me, helpless before her. What a humiliating experience! Luckily for me she did not go for a third attempt or I would have been useless for what she wanted next - hot sex!
I felt totally in her power as I obliged, scared that she would get me even harder if I didn’t please her. Yup. For all the pain I was feeling I could tell that I hadn’t even come close to getting everything she was capable of dishing out. She was just playing with me! Practice hits. I was totally awed by the realization of what she could have done to me, flushed with pain and embarrassment and also curious, wondering what it might be like to feel her full fury, not just some playful love-taps. Love-taps! My balls ache even now at the memory of those love-taps! I had to admit my helpless male body was completely at the mercy of this superior creature. The look in her face told me she could do this to me any time she wanted, and there was basically no way I could retaliate, no way I could come close to dominating her in the calm, easy way she had totally destroyed me. Damn! It is no wonder men that have such an attitude when in reality they are ruled by the women! And the women don’t even take it seriously! It’s just a bit of natural fun to them. They know how superior they are to men and sometimes like to remind you of this fact. How humiliating!
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“You have nothing to fear,” I told her. “I’ll show you how you can take down any male guaranteed!” I stood naked before her, my legs apart, my testicles exposed, my penis rock hard at the delicious thought of being kicked by the naked woman in front of me slam! bamm! Right in the balls.
Right in the balls, I thought, getting more and more excited but trying to act real cool in front of this glorious, naked, sexy superior creature!
“Just kick you, right there? Right in your balls?” she stuttered as she stared at my exposed dick and balls waving in front of her.
Her stare really, really got me going and I said, “Yeah, kick me right in the testicles as hard as you can.” I was floating before her, taunting her, presenting my precious and delicate testicles for her utter pleasure in taking me down with a swift explosive kick of her leg right up between my legs, aiming for the sky, my tender balls swinging right in the path of her foot’s trajectory, just dangling there waiting to be smashed helpless against my body, crushed into submission by this small but deadly opponent.
I was losing patience with her. “Come one,” I cried out, “An attacker won’t just stand here while you decide what to do. Attack me now. Kick me as hard as you possibly can right in my testicles.” I had to be real explicit else her kick would carry all the force of a slap with a wet noodle – she was really that timid!
“Crush the little bastards! Show your attacker who’s boss. Take him down. It’s easy! Just kick – wham! And devastate me, totally dominate my weak male body.” I was really laying it on now and, in my excitement, I was putting myself, my own testicles on the line in place of this evil assaulter. She had annoyed me and I wanted her to really go for my balls, to own me. To give me one of those very energetic cheer leader kicks high, high into the air – but with my vulnerable, dangling testicles squarely hanging in the path of her leg as it smashed its way up between my quivering legs and buried its shin through my testicles, forcing them upward and mercilessly crushing them flat with her well-aimed, explosive thrust. Me gasping for air as I reflexively bent double over her leg still trying to eliminate my nuts. Feeling the muscles of her thigh as I sink to the floor; her calf; her foot thrusting forward once more to tap a vicious blow to my screaming testicles, causing yet another wave of pain as I slump helpless at her feet, groaning and gasping and utterly at the mercy of her female magnificence!
With a look of triumph that showed me she knew how I felt she sprang forward, catching my expectant balls with the ball of her foot. I was absolutely lost in the sight of her naked female body attacking my male anatomy right where it counted, right where it was most personal, easily flicking a kick upwards towards my testicles as casually as if she were flicking at a fly. Unfortunately, she had about the same power as a fly-flick, gently lifting both testicles in their sac and kind of moving them around a bit. It was really turning me on, and
“That was good,” I said encouragingly, “but now you’ve got your aim in you should do it much harder.” I observed the conflict on her face as she struggled with the desire to really see if she could take me against not wanting to hurt me. Damn she was taking too long! Any attacker would have creamed her by now. I stood before her in my nakedness, legs apart for easy access and now hands a little impatiently on my hips. I looked towards the kitchen since in the pause I was getting thirsty. I guess she got annoyed because I was no longer paying her rapt attention.
“Oh!” she uttered as she smartly brought her foot up into my balls again. This time I was caught by surprise and showed an immediate reaction by jumping, even though her shot had not really been hard enough to cause any pain.
“Yes, that was much b…” I began when
Just as I was wondering if I should offer further encouragement, she cried “Oh!” again and delivered a very respectable Smack! Right on target. I felt my face flush red, as I simultaneously loved it, felt proud at her blossoming abilities and embarrassment at the total naked vulnerability of my very maleness to the sleek, streamlined form of her naked female body. She saw all the conflicts, thoughts of pleasure, pain, pride and submission on my face. She looked me right in the eyes and, with a big, big smile; she kicked me again, this time with some real swing.
I had been standing brave against what I now realized with increasing anxiety were just practice shots. This was the warm-up exercise, and the relief I felt at not being kicked unconscious by
“So take that, sucker! Wham! (Oh God!)” But she was getting the feel of things now and really starting to appreciate the self-defense lesson I was giving her. It was too late to back out now!
I hid the effect of her latest kick and told her “That’s right! Really kick them! I’m a dangerous attacker and now you must really take me down. I want you to swing a real vicious kick high THROUGH my balls. Show this attacker who’s the boss! Hey, every man has a pair of vulnerable testicles just waiting to be kicked by you as hard as you can. Come on!” I cried, “Take me out! I’m helpless to stop you!”
My friendly advice was working.
This time the gloves were off.
Wham! She did it again before I could fully react and I gasped again. Wham! She kicked me again even harder! She was really getting the hang of it now. Though winded I managed to croak, “That’s perfect! But I’m still standing!” I really didn’t know when it was time for me to stop being the kickboxing coach and to reward my stupidity she kicked me harder still, lifting my feet off the floor.
“Argh!” I replied most wittily, “Ungh.”
“Oh, again did you say?” and Sandy took a step back and with the most perfect happy look on her face she laughingly leaped at me, letting my now pain-racked balls have it full force.
“Uh!” was all I was able to utter, all wind gone out of me, pain written across my face as I doubled over in front of her.
“Ha ha!” she laughed. “Really felt that one, didn’t you? I can’t hear you! Well, it must not have hurt you too badly then. I see you have now positioned yourself perfectly for me to beat you. Just hold it right there.”
“What?” I stammered, foolishly straightening up to face her. “I told you to stay down!” she cried as her foot flew up between my legs once again and crushed my poor throbbing testicles. “Aaah!” I exclaimed as the wind went out of me and waves of pain rolled over my body. I automatically doubled over once more.
“That’s better!” she said brightly. “Now your balls are even easier to hit and smash right into your bone!” I was frightened by this image of my aching balls trapped between
“Hey yes!” she said, as if talking to an invisible audience. “Now I’ve got him where I want him.” I was really hurting now, unable to straighten up even if I wanted to.
I vaguely heard her say, “Now I’ll finish him off.” Through the fog of pain I was actually pleased at this transformation of
“Hold it right there,” she instructed me as she kicked my legs wider with her feet and moved out of sight behind me. “Don’t move an inch,” she commanded. I looked at the mirror and saw my throbbing red balls hanging loosely down between my legs.
“Perfect!” said Sandy as she approached me from behind, my legs wide apart and my body hunched over to present my darling Sandy with a wonderful target. I saw every thing in slow motion in the mirror in front of me. Her foot rising up between my spread legs, homing in on their target. I saw as her shin impacted my testicles, saw as it continued up, pushing each testicle over the side of her leg and then smashing them into my body. Felt the waves and waves of pain leap forth as her wonderfully thrown leg continued up. Saw my feet leave the ground and my balls just crying out from being utterly crushed by this tiny, deadly female opponent.
I collapsed helpless at her feet, feeling totally defeated, but also happy at the thought that I could be such a great self-defense teacher.
She sat on the bed smoking a cigarette, utterly at peace after her kickboxing workout, calmly watching me writhing and groaning quite pathetically on the floor at her feet. She gave me time to recover (plenty of time!) and as I stood naked before her, I kissed her and told her how proud I was of her. I didn’t want the timid mouse to return - I loved this strong dominant side of her. I needn’t have worried because she was not finished with me yet! She brought her knee up smartly between my legs.
Luckily, this was just a play hit, but my reaction to that knee coming at my testicles was exaggerated. Before she could progress to really kneeing me in the nuts full throttle and leaving me completely helpless once again I quickly dragged her into bed. I was dangerously close to being totally useless for lovemaking but the blows to my testicles had really gotten me all horny. To reward her excellent progress as a student ballbuster I let her ride me, bringing my legs up over her shoulders so she could feel all of my swollen balls and cock. I grabbed my feet with my hands and rocked back and forth, thrusting myself deep into her.
She was really getting off on having beaten me into submission and then riding me in bed. I reached over her butt, thrust my hand between her legs and grabbed hold of my balls, pulling them smartly right up between
Life had settled down after that amazing night when my petite
Fun though all this was, I wanted more, both for myself and for
Suddenly I’m lying on the carpet seeing stars! I swear I don’t even know what happened. If you’d have asked me right then I’d have told you I’d been hit by a freight train. My balls were throbbing so hard they felt as big as basketballs between my legs, though they looked to be normal size, if a little red.
“I win!” I had to concede my defeat. I also had to look at
Later, after I recovered, I told
“I know,” she told me, “but I’m coming on my period so I don’t want any right now. I thought I’d see how much pain a man could really take. You know, it feels fantastic to know I can drop you just like that! How does it feel to be of the inferior sex?” Thanks to that practice the other night, I really know how to target a man. She smiled sweetly at me, staring hard at my balls, and added, “I’ll give you a break next time.” Oh my God! I’m not sure I can handle a next time. But now she is all sympathetic, and I forget all about the pain, lost in the gloriousness of this powerful female.
I can’t figure
“Hands up!” she commanded me. I was naked again so she couldn’t miss. She had not stripped, I noticed, though her shoes were off. (Note: I’ll have to ask her to try kicking with shoes on one day.) I really wanted her naked too to enhance the erotic effect, but this was her show. Legs wider! She barked. I want to see it all. She just kept pacing back and forth, eyeing me up, getting the targets fixed in her mind. She looked at my hands and then my balls and then into my eyes. Hhmm, she said, I’d better try something other than a kick. Well, I started, thinking that if I imagined that my hands were chained to the wall and I could see her foot and leg flying I would be able to brace myself. No, its’ time to try hands, knees, punches, slaps, grabs, squeezes...
“You are so tall,” complained
“Yes,” she said, “keep it out of the way.”
“Let me get at your test-ic-les,” she cooed. “TEST this!” she cried, and swung an underarm hammer fist into my scrotum, temporarily flattening the contents! I jumped and drew in a quick breath, thinking all the time keep those hands up.
“Don’t forget to keep those hands up!” laughs
“You’re nuts!” she says. But she is smiling and I can tell she’s really getting off on dominating me now. I think of my hands chained up and realize I’ve never been so turned on in my life - despite the pain. Now she is studying me, trying to figure out how else to bust me. She really wants to get that thigh in there. She practices jerking her knee up to the height of my groin. I tell her she must aim much higher for it to be effective. I want more, but I’m sore. She is disappointed that I have been able to keep my hands up. (She doesn’t know how hard that was!)
Now she comes in real close and tells me she is tired, how about coming to bed.
I half crumple before her, my legs buckling and my hands are off!
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, hee hee,” she goes and leaps over and stomps me full in my battered balls, laughing and smiling all the while! I curl into fetal position and am barely conscious now as
“Why?” I foolishly ask.
“OOOF! You’ve been practicing,” I accuse through a throbbing pain.
She just smiles very sweetly at me and says, “I wasn’t even trying!” She comes real close again so she can rub against my erection. I start to dissolve in her touch and just when I’m all relaxed, she really rams her thigh violently into my appreciative tender testicles. After several minutes, I am finally able to agree with her, yes that was much harder! And so was my dick. I have never really understood this part. Ok, so I get turned on thinking about ball busts. I notice them in movies and get an erection. Same with self-defense talk. But it doesn’t stop! Sandy can now blast me full force, and even while in pain I can’t seem to lose the erection! I can be out of commission for a while maybe, but then I’m up AND ready to receive another bust! This might even be the most intimate one can get with a female partner. She has to be ready and able to take you to the edge - without throwing you over the cliff with a cord tied around your scrotum!!
So on goes the blindfold then
Now it’s hits from the front, gently, with hands, feet, knees. Something’s not working – the shots are off target! I hear some muttering and then
“I hope you are naked too,” I say. There’s a slight pause and I wonder if she heard me.
Then she says, “OK, that’s fair.” Now I get bare feet, shins, insteps, knees, thighs, hammer fists, grabs, slaps.
“Oh, Yes! This IS much better,” I cry, longing for some attention to my erect penis. “Is it better for you too?”
“Mmm Hmm!” comes the mumbled response. I’m so turned on I’m not really paying attention.
“OK,” says this voice, and this big thick thigh comes crashing into me.
"Wait," I try to say. WHAM! A hard kick with a wide foot, followed by 'WHUMP!' An oh-so-solid shin cripples me and I’m barely able to keeps the hands up.
Through the pain and concentration I hear
While I’m still cringing a hand comes from behind, grabs both testicles fair and square, and even as I am finally realizing that Sandy has got me again this time with an unknown assailant, I feel my testicles being pulled back and up and being squeezed and yanked back so hard my feet leave the floor, my hands leave the wall and I tumble most ignominiously towards the floor. The hand lets go of my testicles but before I slump a foot rams them into my body from behind. As I crumple, I am so embarrassed at being hit in this position – and from whom??
“Nick, meet Kim,” she says. I’m too busted up to object to
“Yes, it was great. Thank you so much
Well, after waving my erection in Kim’s face, even though I didn’t know it at the time, I suppose it made little difference that she joined us for lovemaking. Apparently Kim and Sandy had worked it all out. At first, she kept back and, after I got used to the idea – I thought of Kim’s kicks! – I really enjoyed her watching. However, she was not watching for long.
Well, I didn’t screw Kim that night, but having her there as a sex helper just drove me wild, and
My dick says, I salute you two wonderful, superior women! I’m yours!
Kim just couldn’t wait to nail me good and proper. Now that
So the next day I got home from work only to be grabbed and thrust into the room by two giggling and excited women, who had gotten all hot, horny and wet at the thought of using a certain delicate part of my anatomy to put me in my place.
“Strip!” I was told. Sandy and Kim were both clothed, but only in short skirts and thin tops. No bras, no stockings, no shoes. Kim apparently had to first master me using bare leg, foot or hand to my unprotected testicles. The two girls – well they looked young, sexy, schoolgirly and slutty in those outfits – had worked out everything beforehand. I was requested to attack the pair in an obviously hostile but not violent way.
As they stood there chatting I approached
“Attack Kim!” she ordered.
Not to be left out,
Kim was ready for more, having been warmed up but I was splayed out on the floor in front of
I came to to find Kim on top of me. I wonder if she regrets hitting me so hard. She sees my eyes open just a fraction and pulls off her clothes. Despite her somewhat boyish appearance, Kim has a sexy, curvy, very soft and inviting female body. I start to rise as she slips her top over her head and her tits bounce most invitingly in front of my face. I want to take her so badly but she pushes me down.
“Do you like me?” she asks, using her hands to display her breasts before me, squeezing them and popping her nipples out in front of my face. I try to touch her and she punches me forcefully right in the balls.
“Not unless I say so!” she commands and takes advantage of my helplessness before her to punch me again (Arrgh!) and yet again (Oooooomph!).
“Do you want me to stop?” she asks disappointedly.
“Yes?” she says and punches me so hard I have only two flat pancakes within my scrotum with which to please her. But she ain’t so dumb and my dick is as hard as an iron rod. Damn these females. I feel so weak – they can take me anytime. Either lay me out or lay me - I’m helpless in their hands. She starts to take her way with me, sliding me into her and instructing me on exactly how to move to please her. I wonder where
Kim is going crazy as
Finally I’m lying there exhausted with two very happy females. Kim looks at me with great admiration – she has never seen a man able to so completely satisfy one woman, let alone two and I tell her our unique foreplay is largely responsible. That and hanging around two very sexy women! I now believe great sex is contagious. The two of them together, and the added thrill for me of seeing two naked ball-busting babes, added up to much more than the respective parts. I don’t normally regard myself as a great lover, but I bet if you had been attacked and then mounted by these two foxes you would have performed splendidly, leaving the females exhausted and you wondering when they would be ready to start again. It ain’t always the female that exhausts the male, if you play it right. These two had completely dominated me by testicular advantage, but couldn’t help themselves lose it completely in bed. Wow. I’m awed.
I know we have had incredible times. But one day Sandy and Kim got mad at each other. Oh Boy! One evening there’s a knock at the door and there stands Kim looking very feminine for once. Her short, spiky hair is now bleached blonde. She is wearing a short black skirt (great!), black stockings (even better!), a blouse with most buttons undone and a bra that takes full advantage of her breast size (phew!) and great looking shoes. I don’t know what kind they were! They were a cross between sexy heels and clunky platforms. They looked great and could also be used to great advantage in a combat scenario!
“Hi!” she says brightly. Kim’s hand sweeps up and grabs my unsuspecting testicles, most expertly coming up from below, the fingers scooping up my balls and stretching my scrotum so that her hand fully engulfed them before clamping down hard! As I opened my mouth in shock, Kim kisses me hard on the lips, forcing her tongue into my mouth and squeezing my testicles hard. I can feel the warmth of her body against me and feel her soft breasts on my chest. I feel weirdly torn between the utter pleasure of this hot horny female body pressed into mine and then Mmmph! She squeezes me again with her big strong hand and almost causes me to faint. It is only my mind that is confused and my dick is swelling. Doesn’t Kim know that
As I’m bent over with my hands on my thighs trying to recover,
To demonstrate, Kim comes over to me, straightens me up and kisses me most passionately full on the lips. Damn her kisses are good! Unfortunately, this is not the end of her demonstration and her muscular thigh smashes up into my groin. The pain is intense since she really smashed them high and hard and they were already tender. My head is spinning, and my stomach is cramped up.
“No, you did not!” says
I’m bent almost double now and only vaguely hear
“How dare you spy on us,” says Kim and advances on
As I kneel on the floor, Kim cries, "I hate you!" at
“Look how we got him!”
“Wow, so easy. I bet we could tag-team even a black belt!”
“Especially when we kick him beneath that black belt.” They laugh even louder now, but at least they have made up. I stagger upright again.
“That was so funny,” they laugh. “You should have seen your face!”
“Oh,” I ask, “what did it look like?”