Monday, November 12, 2007

High School Revenge

by Suzy

Hi guys! Hope you are ready for another true story. But promise me you will do one thing for me- that while you read this true story; you will jerk off for me. Promise?

OK. but before I tell you about this true story from my past, I want to know whether you guys are only interested in ballbusting stories or whether some of my hot sex adventures will be of interest to you. I mean, it will involve a lot of foot sex, hand jobs, oral sex with an emphasis on sucking nuts, very mild ball torture, and dirty talk on the dominant side.

I have a lot of stories from my past to tell you guys but it may be a few days, weeks or even possibly months (although I doubt it) until the next time that I bust a guys balls and can give you guys these stories as they occur in my life. As I told everyone, I am not into going for the balls for the sake of going for the balls. ALL OF MY EXPERIENCES WITH GROIN ATTACKS ARE SELF DEFENSE AGAINST HORNY AGRESSIVE MALES THAT CANNOT HANDLE MY TEASING.

Today, for example, I was with a guy for our second "date" and I went to his house on Biscayne Bay to hang by the pool for the day. I wore a sexy green mini, high heels and my sexiest black thong and proceeded to cocktease Bill for 6.5 hours. We never made it out to his pool. I knew he was horny from our night together last night at the club. I teased him during the slow dances but I was pretty mellow on our fist date. So when I saw his expression as he greeted me at the door, as he looked me over very slowly and adjusted his growing cock in his Speedos, I knew we would never make it to the pool. We went straight to his room. I had him hard, aching and leaking pre cum within 30 minutes by slowly jerking his cock off with my hand and tickling his balls with my fingernails while I talked to him about such things as, "Why do your balls feel so big and bloated?" As I tickled his nuts I asked, "Does this tickle your balls? Do you like when I tickle your balls?"

I tickled his nuts without mercy and then without warning from time to time I would squeeze his balls softly but firmly- just enough to cause minor pain if he already has blue balls. While squeezing his balls I would look into his eyes with a sweet smile and say, "I hope I'm not hurting your balls big guy." Then I would ask him, "What are blue balls?" with an innocent look while I continued jerking him off and tickling his balls and looking into his eyes for his reaction to the slowly developing pain in his balls. The combination of my soft hand rubbing up and down Bill's cock and my perfect fingernails tickling his balls was too much for him to handle. I felt his balls tighten up and knew I had to stop tickling those sensitive nuts or he would cum and ruin my fun- so I stopped, grabbed him hard by the base of his cock and looked him right in the eye and told him that if he came I would rip his balls off, all the while squeezing his bloated nuts and causing some real pain. This stopped him- at least 30 times today within those 6.5 hours. Needless to say, when I left he limped to the door to let me out because his balls ached that bad.

I did not allow Bill the relief of an orgasm. He was able to handle my promise of even greater pleasures tomorrow as long as he does not jerk off and allowed "the load to build". It was not necessary for me to go for Bill's balls because he is smart enough to know he's better off with what I am willing to do for his cock and balls than he would be if he had to play with it himself without erotic visions of me!

Now, do you guys want to hear about me teasing guys like Bill even if I do not go for his balls? I mean, he still is receiving pain from my efforts because I gave him a great case of Blue Balls - my favorite kind of balls. So guys, let me know what gets you going and what you need to jerk off for me.

OK, back to my true story, my high school revenge. This is absolutely true and one of my favorite experiences. In my junior year of high school, I was totally aware of my power over boys. I knew I could tease a guy and make him so horny that his balls would hurt. I knew that I could bring a guy to the brink of orgasm and stop and deny him the relief he needs and make his balls ache with pain. And I knew that when we eventually had sex, my guy would have the experience of a lifetime with me. Guys always told me that after all of my teasing, when they finally came their orgasms were more intense than any other they had experienced. Just as I can make a guy pass out from the pain I can inflict on his balls, I have on occasion made a guy pass out by giving him the most incredible orgasm of his life, which usually meant that he endured plenty of cockteasing, blue balls and pain over several days before he got his much needed relief.

So in September of my junior year in high school I was dating Steven, a guy from around the block. Steven was 18 years old, a senior in high school and the toughest guy in the neighborhood. He was also the best looking - 6'0", lots of muscle, jet black hair and the cutest blue eyes I ever saw. Every girl wanted him - but Steve was mesmerized by my beauty and I really liked Steve.

We went out for about two weeks. During the first week of our relationship, Steve endured a lot of my teasing. I taught him a valuable lesson all boys have to learn: the true meaning of blue balls. But he was a gentleman and he respected my wish to remain a virgin until my wedding day. He also knew that I could satisfy him sexually better than anyone he was with before without letting him put that big cock in me. After enduring a week of just teasing with no relief and the resulting blue balls that had him crying in pain the night I finally gave in. I realized I needed to help Steve before I hurt him too much. I gave him the best blow job he ever had.

Actually, it was a hand job with Vaseline and I sucked and played with his nuts while I jerked him off. I was playfully licking his balls when he came. His cum shot everywhere and was all over the wall behind the bed. His balls went straight up into his stomach when he came. Right before he came I was playfully licking his balls up and down, up and down that sensitive line up a guy's scrotum. He was shaking from the intense pleasure. But when he came, I couldn't find his balls anymore with my tongue - so I used both hands on his big cock to make sure I drained every last drop from those balls that were burning from the pain resulting from such a big load. Steve knew I was the best.

Then, after I allowed him the time to recover, I asked him to take care of me. He refused. I was shocked - I thought he was kidding at first. I didn't know what to do. I thought about going for his balls but I really liked Steve. I thought he was just being a jerk and was trying to get back at me for all of the teasing I gave him. I realized that if this was his intention, I would have to accept it. After all, I could hardly complain about receiving the same tease that I have given to guys countless times.

Steve drove me home and promised that the following weekend he would "lick" me and play with me until I had several orgasms as long as I gave him his needed relief- and he wanted this relief first. I agreed and got out of his car, but not before playing with his cock and balls for 15 minutes and getting him horny for the following week. We made plans to get a hotel room for the next weekend and party and have lots of sex all weekend.

Two days later my best friend Sara pulled me aside at school to tell me the rumor she heard- that Steve was telling all of his buddies that he "popped" my cherry. Sara swore that she heard the rumor the day before but did not tell me until she had confirmation of the rumor- she told me about her proof and I knew the rumor was true. Sara's words caught me completely off guard - I was thinking all day about the wonderful weekend of sex I would have with Steve and I was very horny.

But now I did not know what to do or think. Sara was a real ball buster- she was Leslie's sister, and Leslie was the "queen" of the neighborhood who busted every guy's balls in the neighborhood and taught us invaluable lessons we would need if we were going to be true hardcore blue ball giving cockteasers. Sara knew exactly what I had to do and she told me by taking her open left hand, closing her fingers partially as if she was holding a tennis ball, and using her right hand to make like a scissor cutting off the scrotum above the balls she was holding in her left hand- and then throwing her left hand over her shoulder as if throwing away the testicles.

To be continued… Don't cum until I post the conclusion. HAPPY BLUE BALLS!!!! BUILD THE LOAD FOR PRETTY ME!!

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Suzy, I would love to read stories about your cockteasing adventures that don't involve violent endings.

Anonymous said...

Where can I find more of your stories?

Anonymous said...

why is it that all girls like this sick bitch on here think that all men are animals well i have got news for you some men are the cleverist people on the planet so why dont you step in to the real world and get a life.

Anonymous said...

Cleverist isn't a word.

John Grabowski said...

Hahaha "cleverest" DUMBASS!!!

shade the dog said...

Cleverest someone stop him

Anonymous said...

Do more sexy ball busting stories

Anonymous said...

good god, post the conclusion! I HAVEN'T CUM IN SEVEN YEARS!! HELP ME, POST THE CONCLUSION!!!!!