Ball Kicking Wife

By SandMan

My beautiful wife, Jennifer, is a true, admitted ball buster who receives a sexual rush whenever she drops a man. Her biggest passion is kicking men in the balls, but punches and knees are fine entertainment for her as well.

I met Jennifer at school when we were both teenagers. She had learned at an early age how vulnerable men's groins were and with only slight provocation, even just a minor disagreement, would kick a boy in the crotch. I saw her numerous times reduce a poor classmate to a crying, retching, lump of flesh, rolling on the ground holding his balls. She always smiled or laughed at the guy then would walk away. There was no sympathy; you could tell she enjoyed it. Funny thing - seeing her do it turned me on, too.

Needless to say, the guys knew of her reputation and treated her with kid gloves. No guy wanted to mess with her. She then was surprised when I asked her out to a school dance but she accepted.

The dance went well and afterwards, I stopped my car at a secluded park known as a make out spot. She asked me if I was trying to go ‘parking’ with her. I replied that I just wanted to talk and that I would behave. As I said that, I looked first at her then at my crotch and then said that I knew she was all too good at taking care of herself. She liked that.

She began telling me of her latest incident - how this big guy Dave had pissed her off and so she kicked him so hard he ended up in the nurse's office. She got more animated as she described in detail the feeling of her shoe ramming into his balls and watching his face as he sunk to the ground holding his nuts. I asked her more questions about how much she seemed to enjoy it. We both were getting very turned on - she with female superiority and me with male submission. She loved saying the phrase "Kicked him in the balls," and I loved hearing it. Finally, I blurted out that the whole subject of her kicking men in the balls really turned me on.

She sounded almost orgasmic when she said, "God, I'd love to kick someone now."

I couldn't believe I responded with, "Please, Jennifer, I'd like you to kick me in the balls, please!" It didn't take her anytime to agree. We both got out of the car. She had me stand leaning against the car with my legs spread. She was breathing heavy when she stepped up and gave me one solid kick between my legs. I dropped immediately and held onto my balls. I did not cry but groaned loudly. She stood over me, silently. I looked up and saw she had her hand inside her shorts and was playing with herself. I got to my knees and stared at her.

"Let me do that again and I'll let you eat me," she whispered and all I could do was nod. I stayed on my knees and she kicked my balls again - harder than the first time. I crumpled to the ground - the pain was incredible. She gave me little time to recover before she sat on the hood of the car and directed me to make her cum.

As I licked and sucked, she asked a barrage of questions - "Does it really hurt? How bad? Is it the worst pain you've ever felt?" I answered the best I could with my mouth full and also pulled my cock out and began jerking off. After Jennifer came, she seemed fascinated with my activity.

I invited her to assist but she wanted to watch and ask questions. "Did getting kicked turn you on? Could you take it harder? Where are you going to cum? Let me see it when you do." She had me shoot into my other hand. I tried to explain about girls sucking guys' cocks and swallowing their load. To demonstrate to her that it was okay she got me to eat my own cum as she watched fascinated.

Imagine my embarrassment the next Monday when Jennifer's best friend came up to me and said, "I hear you had a good date with Jennifer on Friday. Kicked in the balls twice and ate your own cum. Ha, ha, ha!" It was, for me, the first of many such humiliations at Jennifer's hand.

We began a long relationship and are now married. Jennifer runs the show to say the least. I am constantly on my toes trying to keep her pleased. She is as quick as ever to get her way with a hard, quick kick to the balls. She has dropped me in public, in front of her friends and mine, even playing games with my nuts such as kicking my balls while we're in an elevator just before the doors open. Of course, like the first night, offering my balls for her kicks is a regular prelude to her orgasms.