Busted Balls and Ego

By Busted Jay

I work with two women one of whom, Karen, never seemed to have anything but contempt and sarcasm for me. She is a good looking tall brunette. The other, Linda, is an older petite sexy brunette. After many deliberations (discussed on the old forum) we eventually got it together. However although I thought she might be into busting I never really plucked up the courage to ask her.

CUT TO THE CHASE!!!!

A few weeks ago Linda was working out of the office for the day and for the first time Karen actually bothered to hold a civil conversation with me. By the end of the day I actually found that I was starting to like her as a person. When the time came to go home she asked me if I could work over to help finish the current backlog. I couldn't see why not after all Linda wouldn't be back until late and Christmas is coming.

As the evening wore on she suddenly asked me, "Why don't men find me attractive?" I was a little surprised. It wasn't the kind of thing I expected her to say. I tried my best to do the 'understanding male' thing.

I said, "But you are attractive; you probably haven't found the right person yet."

"So why did you start seeing Linda and not me?"

HELP!!! "You didn't give me a chance!" I said trying to be as diplomatic as possible. Alarm bells were starting ring in my head (maybe my pants!)

"Well I'm giving you a chance now!" (Somebody wake me; up this only happens in movies.)

Before I could actually say anymore I'm ashamed to say we were kissing. As we became more passionate her hand was between my legs squeezing my balls. At that point reality kicked in!

"I can't do this," somebody who sounded like me said.

"HOW DO YOU MEAN YOU "CAN'T DO THIS"?" she screamed at me at the same time her grip tightened on my balls very painfully. I should have been in heaven but I suddenly remembered I was supposed to be a gentleman! (HELL I'd been dying for this for ages.) She was still squeezing my balls and I wondered how I was going to get her off me and still keep them.

Suddenly she let go and got off me I left and limped (my balls were sore!) home without saying a word. This should have been end of story.

When I got in Linda was home and on the phone she looked at me but didn't smile (strange). Then she said "OK Karen, I'll see you tomorrow." (What the hell was Karen phoning Linda for?

"Where have you been?"

"Karen asked me to work over," I said defensively.

"Why didn't you say no?"

"You know me-can't say no to a woman in authority!" Wrong answer. Before I could say anything else I only saw a blur as her foot shot out. The next thing I know I was doubled up clutching my balls. (Linda had actually kicked me!)

"IS THAT ENOUGH AUTHORITY FOR YOU?" she shouted at me. I was in agony and ecstasy at the same time! She had caught me good and at that moment I was in no position to answer her. Only feel her knee that smacked into my face as she followed up.

"Karen just told me that you tried it on with her. That she had to fight you off."

SHIT!

She was blazing I had never seen her mad like that before. Isn't it strange how a woman can look as sexy as hell when she's mad with you? (I digress.) I desperately needed to explain that she had it all wrong that wasn't what happened.

"Linda let me explain; you've got it all wrong," I said as she turned away from me. Up until that point I had always believed a woman could only real bust me if I wanted her to. Foolishly I took her arms and turned her to me (maybe I secretly wanted her to bust me again)she did some strange maneuver and locked my arms at the same time she brought her knee up into my groin twice it felt like she had driven my balls into my stomach. I just screamed and fell to the floor I must have looked pathetic just writhing on the floor in agony.

All I could hear was her saying "Don't you dare touch me!" Most women would have left it at that but the next thing I know she's on top of me pulling my hair and punching me in the face. I was defenseless and it slowly dawned on me that I was getting beaten up for the first time in my life by a WOMAN! I could taste the blood in my mouth and also feel my right eye closing and my nose swelling. I think she saw it too because she suddenly stopped. She got off me and I could hear her crying at the same time she just kept asking "Why?" over and over again.

I don't know how long I was on the ground for but after a while I felt a cloth on my nose and lip. I wouldn't have minded but I had actually turned Karen down and here I was having shit kicked out of me by my girlfriend because of it. It was at that point she decided to ask me for my version of events! Just a tad bit late I think it was guilt at the blood.

When I got to work the next day I looked a sight a black eye, a busted lip and a swollen nose. That's not to mention a bruised pair of balls. I told everyone that I'd gotten into a fight in the pub. Karen on the other hand was laughing I think she knows what happened, Bitch!

Linda and I are still together it's taken a lot of work but she believes my version of events and is now even able to joke about it! One good thing to come out of all this is that I found out that Linda holds a brown belt in karate even though she hasn't practiced for years. Good? Yes because I have always fantasized about having my own Karate Mistress!

Karen on the other hand still insists her version of events is true after Linda tackled her. Thinking about it now I should count my self lucky that she didn't accuse me publicly of trying to rape her otherwise I could really have been in trouble. At the moment I'm looking for a new job I don't particularly want to work with some like that. Next time I could be looking at court or prison I mean who is going to take my word against hers?

Detective Busty Balls

By bsims1

Busty Balls was getting ready for the talent portion of the fitness competition. She wasn't built for fitness but built for sex. Busty was a 30 year old black women with stunning features, people would often asked her if she was related Halle Berry. She was 5'8" 140lbs with strong defined legs that went up forever. She had large 38C breasts with large and firm nipples. Her ass was shapely and firm (As Sir Mix A Lot says, “Baby Got Back”).

In the two contests she entered she had gotten no higher than fourth place. Being that she was 4-6 inches taller and 10-30lbs heavier than the normal fitness participant she could be an intimidating figure. But lucky for her she had a day job as a detective for the LAPD. She had a tough as nails reputation and had brought in many a bad man. One thing all her arrests had in common was someone's balls were either busted, bruised, ruptured or just plain pulverized.

Busty went out and did her dance routine, which was closer to striptease than hip hop. Between her splits, twirls and pelvic grinds you could see several of the male judges getting uncomfortable because of growing erections. There was one celebrity judge Bart Blue, he was your local shock jock on the radio and was very degrading to women. Bart looked particularly uncomfortable.

After her set she walked off the stages to cheers of a very hot and bothered crowd. She got back to the dressing area and her friend Ginger congratulated her. Ginger was your fitness poster child. She had long blond hair on her 5'3”, 110lb sculptured body. Ginger had won a competition earlier in the year and she was in the lead for this one.

There was a break while the judges did their final tally. While all the contestants were back in the dressing area Bart made his way backstage. He was congratulating all the contestants with what you could call a hug. With every contestant he would feel their ass and try to trail his hands down to their crotch. Busty hated this guy and ignored him but he just had to make his was over to Busty.

She said, “Freeze asshole! You know what you’re doing is sexual misconduct a class 2 felony - punishable by having your balls busted.”

Bart said, “Hold on. I just want to congratulate you, so be nice now. Let me have a hug.

Busty said, “You know I have a rep.”

Bart said, “I bet!” Busty let him have his one hug and true to form he hand started down her shapely ass toward her crotch. Bart whispered to her, “Your lips say no but your body…”

He never completed the sentence. He didn't notice her knee rocketing toward his groin. Busty connected as she had so often in the line of duty. Bart let out a high pitch scream of agony. Everyone stopped what they were doing to see what was going on. Bart wanted to crumble but Busty shoved him against the wall and held him up.

Busty said, “My rep is I bust balls, asshole!” She punctuated that statement by raising her right hand and swinging it in an arc that ended with a vise like grip in to Bart’s balls. He could barely breathe and was in incredible agony. His face was contorted trying to beg her to stop crushing his balls. Busty increased her pressure and said, “Say ‘sorry’ asshole, before I feed you your fucking balls.” Bart was really squirming now but there was too much pressure on his ball to get out anything audible. After thirty seconds of ball squeezing he passed out.

Busty let him slump to the floor and said, “You're under arrest, you prick.”

ANOTHER BAD MAN BUSTED.

StacyB

By brian00

This is a very true story about an old friend of mine. For whatever reason, I have always been fascinated with ball busting, and I believe it originated in my childhood. I had accidentally swung my hand into a schoolmates balls one day and have since been in love with the hobby. Of all the times I’ve hurt a guys balls, this is one of the most memorable. If I titled it, it would have to be My First Orgasm.

When I was 16, and had just received my driver’s license, my friend Michelle and I (Stacy) were planning to visit a male friend’s house named Mike. To summarize our physical descriptions, I was around 5’4”, brown hair, and weighed 140-150 pounds. Michelle however, was blonde (I know), her weight was about the same, but she was about 6 inches or so taller. Michelle was usually very aggressive, while I was more or less the passive type; but not on this day. Anyway, I’ll get on to the story.

I believe it was a Monday when Michelle and I were supposed to be at our friend Mike’s house at 7:00 PM to watch a movie; he said his parents weren’t going to be home. I wasn’t able to get her until about 8:30 and we didn’t get to Mike’s until 9. This was thanks to my parents, who insisted that I eat dinner with the family that evening.

When we got to Mike’s, we walked in like we always do. However, this time he was lying on the couch in his underwear; wearing the Haynes brand as I recall. He was very embarrassed to say the least. I was quite enjoying the view of him in his undies, but Michelle laughed at him and told him that he didn’t have anything worth covering up with underwear in the first place. I imagine that didn’t make him feel too good, because he retaliated with shots aimed at her ego as well. He told her that he seen her in her bra and panties once, and that she looked like a little Smurf; complete with the flat chest. Of course Michelle didn’t take this very well. So she told him he was dead and started heading his way. Remember when I said Michelle was the aggressive type? Well Mike new this, so I really don’t know what he was thinking. As far as I’m concerned, he willingly walked right into his problems.

Michelle backed him into the living room wall. Using her forearms to hold his shoulders against the wall, she started kneeing his balls repeatedly with great force. Eventually, after six or seven times, she let him slide to the floor. Although he couldn’t really speak at the time, we could see how much pain he was in; and quite honestly, it excited me to witness this. After not even four or five minutes, Michelle climbed onto him and sat on his chest facing his feet. She was holding his arms down flat on the floor, and told him she would destroy his balls if he tried to throw her off. She then called for me to come over and help, but I was very hesitant at first. Although getting guys in the balls is fun, I didn’t want to ruin a good friendship over it. Yet at the same time, I was so excited that I didn’t really care. When I say excited, I really mean sexually excited. I had always enjoyed this sort of thing, but this was the first time that I felt sexual pleasure as well; it’s very difficult to explain.

Needless to say, I really wanted to get his balls since they were now such an easy target. I walked over to him and pulled his legs away from each other. I remember that it was a nice view, but at the same time it was kind of awkward. I improvised and pushed his knees back towards Michelle while keeping his legs apart. This position was ideal; as I could just sort of lean forward on his legs, and my weight held them in place.

What I saw next was probably one of the biggest highlights of the evening. His underwear must have been somewhat old, as they were so thin that his balls were somewhat visible through the faded white fabric. Seeing this made my heart skip a beat, so I looked up at Michelle. As well, she was staring in amazement at my find.

I didn’t want to waste too much time, so I lifted my knee up and smashed it right down into the center of his balls. As my knee hit directly on target, I could feel the smooth and semi-rounded balls being crushed from the force. The feeling of pleasure I felt while inflicting pain between his legs was unimaginable; this pleasure had to continue on.

I pulled my knee up and slammed it down into his spongy balls over and over, enjoying the burning hot sensation between my own legs. Each blow to his balls brought me closer and closer to having the orgasm of my dreams. Of course, looking straight down at his nearly showing balls probably helped a little as well. I looked up at Michelle, and she appeared to be REALLY enjoying the show; she was rubbing herself to orgasm (at fifteen years old!). Even though she saw me look at her, she continued rubbing herself like there was no tomorrow.

I finally stopped kneeing his balls about ten minutes or so into it. I had expected him to either be crying or pass out by then, but Mike continued to struggle and moan about how bad they hurt. I figured that since Michelle was being so open about rubbing herself, she wouldn’t mind me getting out of my sweatpants before I continued on. I let go of Mike’s legs and stood up to remove my sweats, but left my shirt on. I wanted an orgasm; I didn’t necessarily want to show them both my boobs. Besides, it would have just given Mike something to mock me about later. Trust me; he would have had something derogatory to say about them.

After I removed my sweats, I told Mike that I was trying to be fair; he and I were both in our undies. I had Michelle get off of him and help me turn him on his belly. Of course he gave us problems, but after a few hard smacks to the balls he stopped all the struggling.

I told Michelle to sit on his lower back so her weight would hold him down, but yet she would still be able to see what I was doing him. I spread his legs open enough to get my hand around his balls. As I tightened my grip around them, I could tell it wouldn’t be long until I reached an orgasm. I gripped his balls and started pulsating with very unsympathetic squeezes. Each squeeze of those balls got me closer and closer. As I crushed them between my fingers, I used my free hand to rub myself; not caring that Michelle could see my every move. In the back of my mind, I remembered that the slightly orange colored panties I was wearing became somewhat transparent when they were wet. I can only imagine the detail that Michelle could see as I rubbed myself to ecstasy.

As my orgasm grew near, the grip around Mike’s poor balls became stronger. I stopped squeezing both of them, and focused on pinching either ball and began to really enjoy what I was actually doing to him; causing his sensitive and vulnerable balls great pain in order to pleasure myself. I soon heard a moan that, for the first time, was not Mike’s voice. Being a bit distracted, I looked over at Michelle. She had just reached her climax and was vigorously trying to grind her clit into Mike’s lower back while alternating her view between my panties and my hand pinching one of his balls. As I looked down between my own legs, I could see that my suspicion about the transparency was correct; she could see every feature of my wet and shaven self. The feeling of this voyeuristic situation combined with the feeling of Mike’s ball being crushed between my fingers was just too much. I shrieked loudly and squeezed Mike’s poor ball firmly as I had the most gratifying and intense orgasm of my entire life. Even to this very day, almost ten years later, no self-induced orgasm has come close to that magnitude.

The rest of the story is pretty much as you would expect. We were embarrassed, so we got dressed and got out of there. As far as I know, Mike never did pass out, but yet his mother found out and contacted my mother and Michelle’s mother the very next day. Michelle didn’t get in trouble, but I was literally grounded for six months. School was the only way I could see or talk to Michelle, and everyone seemed to know what happened. Neither of us ever heard from Mike again, but I wouldn’t expect we should. Although I hated to see the friendship die, he will forever live in my heart as the man that gave me my first orgasm.

My Experience

By Bettina

I found this forum when surfing around and as I'm learning English I thought it would be a good exercise to write down about my experience. I didn't know there are guys who like it to be beaten up like this but I can say that the one I beat up didn't like it!

It happened in school, during a swimming lesson, when I was about fourteen. At that time we had mixed lessons, guys and girls together. We were diving after rings and, as there weren’t enough rings around, a guy and I began to quarrel about one of them. I took the ring and ran away with it. He got upset and ran after me through the whole swimming hall, while the others didn’t pay any attention at us. Finally, he managed to catch me in a corridor. He held me tight around the arms standing behind me and my situation was quite desperate as he was about five inches taller than me and much stronger. However, he couldn’t get the ring and I didn’t want to give it back to him.

The situation was quite senseless for him but he suddenly began to enjoy it as he pressed his dick against my muscular bottom. We stood like this for some time, while he still pretended to fight for the ring. I had only one way to get out of this situation: I ram my heel in his knee. As he slightly lowered his grip I managed to turn myself against him and lifted my leg into his nuts. I didn’t really get him as he was standing too close to me but I heard an “aow” and his hands went down. I quickly ran away from him and this could have been the end of the story if I hadn’t been so stupid to run right into a dead-end, where they used to store some material. As I turned round he already was on me, pressing me to the wall.

I could see the anger on his face. His lips were trembling and his eyes threw flashes at me. He had a good grip on me: With his right hand he hold my right wrist, and pinned my other arm against my chest, using his whole weight, while his left hand cup his aching family jewels.

“So what are you going to do now, little girl, no dirty tricks anymore?” he grinned. It was obvious that he enjoyed it to press his arm on my breasts. They were still developing and extremely sensitive at that time. I felt absolutely helpless in his strong grip and was afraid of what was coming next. I couldn't do anything anymore as he protected his nuts having learnt fast from the lesson I just had taught him. When I had a look to his narrow bathing shorts I noticed that he had a quite remarkably erection, which he couldn’t cup with his hand.

As he was too preoccupied starring at my breasts, I got one hand free and punched him with all my force in the tip of his dick. He bent over with a loud cry and let go. He wasn’t of any harm for me anymore as he hardly couldn’t fight from pain but to be sure I grabbed him by the shoulders and ram my knee into his nuts as hard as I could.

He felt down holding his wounded genitals with both hands. I’ve never seen anybody in such a pain as he was. His face turned red, he grasped for air. During a moment, he opened his mouth but couldn’t make a single sound then he began to cry like a baby. I felt so powerful to have beaten up this strong bloke by myself.

“So what are you going to do now, big boy?” I laughed at him. “You wanted to feel my skin, well, you got it. By the way: If it hurts too much, I can still cut it off!” I spent a few more minutes with him, making jokes on his defeated manhood while he laid on the floor in pain.

After this experience I must say, well, it sometimes sucks to be a girl, but it’s definitely better than to be a guy, as that must be very painful sometimes. At least judging by his cries and his tears.

Pain and Pleasure

By benkicked

It was the summer between my sophomore and junior year in high school. I was 16 years old, my hormones were raging and I needed some excitement and release. I was about to get that and more.

About 10:00 pm on a warm July night I was wandering around outside my house bored and looking for trouble when the city bus stopped about a block down the street. I noticed a small woman step from the bus and begin to walk south in the direction of my house.

She looked familiar, like the girl who grew up in the house next door but in the darkness I could not say for sure. Sarah, that girl next door was about six years older than me and had been my “sitter” years ago when my parents needed a break. I hadn’t seen her around the neighborhood lately and wondered if this might be her.

Hormones aggressively stirred as my thoughts focused on Sarah and our brief relationship. Back then she was a small, extremely cute high school student who had to watch me, a tall, immature youngster with a smart mouth. I thought she was beautiful; she thought I was a dork.

Suddenly, thoughts raced through my head. If this was Sarah, why don’t I surprise her, stir up some excitement, see where it leads. Hell, if nothing else, I might create an interesting scenario that I can whack off to later that night. I’m bored, stir up some shit!

Without hesitation, I jumped my fence and headed around my backyard towards Sarah’s house next door. The house was dark, so I quickly crept towards the large, thick bushes that lined the outside of her parents’ home. In the bushes and with stealth, I slowly made my way towards the front of the house where I could spy on the young woman walking. God I hope this is Sarah!

As she made her way down the block, she began to cross the street. Her face, once hidden in the darkness was now revealed by the streetlight. It was Sarah and immediately my heart began to race, blood pumping furiously throughout my body, most of it passing through my DICK!

It had been several years since I last saw her but make no mistake that was Sarah. From what I could see, the pretty, petite blonde was wearing a white blouse, short white skirt with white stockings and white heels. A nurse’s uniform I thought? Hey this IS getting interesting!

She moved slowly down the walk towards her front porch. I was quietly in position and at just the right time, I would leap from the bushes and scare her. Why not, she bossed me around enough times that payback was in order. My adrenaline was surging as she came closer and closer towards the scare zone.

A step away from the porch, I came bolting from the bushes with a menacing look and a growl to match. She let out a high-pitched squeal as her body turned towards the large fool in front of her. Without hesitation, and with considerable power, she brought her right foot up and landed a swift kick between my legs. Both of my balls received the toe of her high-heeled shoe as they tried desperately to find shelter within my body. The pain I felt from her small foot immediately rushed from my balls to my brain and back again. I fell to the ground like a 200-pound bag of rocks falling from a loading dock.

She stared down at my body below and began raising her leg to stomp down on my helpless balls when I gasped “Sarah! It’s me Michael.” Confused, she looked at me trying to remember the voice and face. “Michael, your next door neighbor,” I stammered. “You watched me when I was younger” I managed through the groans.

“You asshole!” she screamed. “What is your problem?” “Why are you jumping from the bushes like that scaring me? “You asshole!”

“I’m sorry…..I’m very sorry I did that,” I groaned as I was still rolling on the ground holding my aching nuts and gasping for air. “God my balls hurt…I’m so sorry Sarah…that was a stupid thing to do”

“Yes Michael that was stupid and you are lucky I didn’t stomp your balls into the pavement,” she said. “What were you thinking?”

“I don’t know,” I mumbled, “just trying to have some fun I guess.”

“Fun? What do you find fun about scaring me and getting your nuts kicked?” she asked. I couldn’t tell her and didn’t quite know myself but somehow despite the pain in my balls, something excited me.

“I could have really hurt you,” she said.

“What makes you think you didn’t?” I shot back.

“Come on, get up. I’m house sitting while my folks are on vacation and it appears you are in need of some care. Let me help you into the house,” she offered.

She helped me to my feet and I struggled up the stairs, my body weak and trembling from the viscous kick she delivered only moments before. She opened the door and led me to the couch in the middle of the living room where she told me to lay down.

“Slip off your pants and underwear,” she commanded as she walked towards the kitchen.

“What?” I said incredulously.

“I said take off you pants and underwear. Do you want you balls to ache all night?” she impatiently called from the other room.

As I lay on the couch, I slowly unbuckled my belt and moved my pants down below my knees leaving my underwear in place. Sarah retuned from the kitchen with a bag of ice and admonished, “Remove your underwear, how can I care for your swollen balls if you don’t cooperate?”

As I sheepishly removed my underwear, it was obvious that everything I had down there was beginning to swell. My balls seemed to grow before my eyes and my penis followed. Sarah could see immediately my embarrassment and said softly “It’s alright Michael, I’ve seen them before, remember?” I smiled at her lovely face.

Sarah gently cupped my swollen balls in her small right hand. Lifting them slightly, she said, “It looks like your boys will need some tender loving care. Supporting them like this should relieve some of the pain you are feeling.” Almost immediately, the ache in my nuts began to release and the knot in my stomach seemed to loosen as well.

“I can’t let these poor little guys hang loose after they have been traumatized by a sweet little girl like me now can I?” she cooed. I almost shot my load then and there!

“Traumatized?” I questioned, “More like destroyed.”

“No Michael,” she reassured me. “They will be ok. They just need a little love and attention. If you haven’t noticed, I am a nurse and I have treated men with swollen balls before. Maybe not quite like this,” she said with a mischievous grin. “Are you feeling any better?”

“Much better, thank you Sarah.”

My vulnerable balls lay softly in her caring hand. “You know,” she said, again with that mischievous grin. “If I wanted to, I could squeeze these precious little balls of yours sending an unbearable pain shooting through your body that would render these guys useless.” Just when I thought my dick couldn’t get any harder, it did!

“I am feeling very powerful at the moment,” she stated as a matter of fact.

“I realize that Sarah and I thank you for being so kind and gentle,” I sheepishly offered. “Did I mention I was extremely sorry?”

“You’re a lucky young man Michael, I considered another swift kick to your bag and sending you on you way but I am a compassionate person,” she smiled. “My little toes really rocked your nuts didn’t they?” she giggled, still holding them both in her hand.

“And yours are not the first I’ve rocked!” she boasted.

“Really?” I questioned, hoping to hear of her experience.

“Do you remember Gary Jacobs who lived a few blocks over? One day in eighth grade, I got so fed up with his smart mouth that I snuck up behind him while he was bent over the drinking fountain and kicked his nuts so hard he cried all day. He never saw it coming and was so embarrassed he wouldn’t come anywhere near me for months!” she bragged.

“Then in high school, I sent Hugh Braddock to the hospital when he wouldn’t leave me alone. The stud football jock got his balls crushed by the pretty little cheerleader. I warned him but he didn’t think I had the guts to kick him. Well he got two kicks for his troubles, one to get him off of me and the second for my own pleasure. He apologized later and told me his nuts were swollen for weeks. I really got a reputation after that one. But all of the boys showed me respect and the girls thought I was a hero.”

“Wow,” I said amazed. “I guess I picked the wrong girl to scare,” I lied.

“Well, just be thankful we were able to locate them both,” she laughed. “Feeling better?”

“Yes, my stomach isn’t churning as bad,” I said.

“Okay then Michael, I have some good news and some bad news. Here is the good news,” she said just before she slid my rock hard cock into her warm, moist mouth. Still gently supporting my balls, she worked her lips up and down my shaft in a slow rhythm. Up and down she glided, enjoying the moment. The warmth of her mouth and the gentle stroke of her tongue made it apparent that the good news would soon end with a satisfying explosion.

“Oh Sarah,” I moaned as I could hold back no longer, my dick shooting warm juice into her receptive mouth. “Oh Sarah…Sarah,” was all I could manage as my nuts emptied. She finished swallowing my deposit and said; “Now that took your mind off your aching balls for a few minutes didn’t it?” Absolutely I thought, as I lay back exhausted.

After a relaxed moment or two I remembered there was more to come. “Listen Sarah, I can’t thank you enough for the good news but the bad news you mentioned kind of concerns me.”

“Well” she said as she grabbed the bag of ice. “It’s important we keep the swelling in your balls to a minimum.” She rested the cold bag atop my swollen balls and the frozen jolt sent tingles throughout my body. “About 30 minutes should do it,” she ordered, “Now lay back and relax sweetie.”

A most excruciating pain and a most delightful pleasure I thought.

Neal and Company (sequel to "Neal's Attempt at Revenge")

By boozook

Neal was furious and embarrassed that he had been defeated at the hands of a little runt such as Sara. Meagan had already beaten him as well so he didn’t want to fight the girls alone this time. He convinced two of his friends, Ryan and Corey, to help him. Megan had already given Corey a brutal beating earlier in the year so he was frightened about the thoughts of facing her again. However, he wanted to retaliate badly, and having the help of Neal and Ryan made this the best opportunity for him to fight Meagan again.

It had been a while since the last battle with Neal so Meagan and Sara had had time to train with each other to improve their fighting skills. Sara, who was once out of shape, was now in the best shape of her life while Meagan retained her strength and stamina. They would practice on each other with various moves including, of course, ball crushes in which the “victim” would act out the part of a guy who had just been busted, and they would both laugh hysterically. Both girls hadn’t expected Neal to give up so quickly so they wanted to be ready when he returned. They figured that he would bring along a friend for the next battle, but they hadn’t counted on him brining along two friends.

Meagan was now 14 years old, which made Neal 15 and Sara 17 years old. Ryan was the oldest at 18 years old, and Corey was Neal’s age. To recap, Sara stood at 5’2’’ tall, Meagan at 5’5’’, and Neal at 6’1’’. Corey had a lean and lanky build, but he was in good shape and quick on his feet. He stood at 5’10’’ tall. Ryan was by far the most physically impressive of the group. He stood at 6’5’’ tall and had a well-defined body with strong muscles all over his body. He looked indestructible, and he was known to be one tough guy to handle. Neal and Corey truly had their minds set on revenge, but Ryan had decided to come along just for a bit of fun. Ryan had figured that he would have no problem thrashing the girls, and he also looked forward to seeing these pretty girls in action.

This time, Neal didn’t use a sneak attack. He simply confronted both girls and challenged them to a fight that was to be held in an obscure location. However, he didn’t reveal to them that he would be bringing along two of his friends. Upon arriving at the designated location, Meagan and Sara were shocked to see three guys. The girls weren’t really worried about Corey because Meagan had handled him well before, and Neal had been beaten by both girls. The girls were most concerned about Ryan. Neither of them had seen him before, and he was intimidating just by looking at him. So, the plan for the girls was to take out Neal and Corey as fast as possible so that they could double-team Ryan. The guys were all shirtless with blue jean shorts, and the girls were each wearing bikini tops, red for Meagan and blue for Sara, along with short cotton shorts. Meagan decided to fight Corey because she figured that she could demolish him quickly. That left Sara to fight either Neal or Ryan.

Sara immediately advanced towards Neal. The girls’ only worry was that Ryan would get involved and create a three on two advantage for the boys. The girls need not worry because Ryan was busy enjoying the bodies of the young females. He actually got sexually excited watching the girls fight the other two boys. So much so that he got a raging erection.

Meagan was taunting Corey. “Come on wimp! I don’t think you have the balls to fight me.”

Corey assumed a fighting stance, but he was internally scared. “She seems so intent on destroying me,” he thought.

The rage in her eyes was unmistakable. “I’m going to play around with this guy for a bit,” thought Meagan. She approached him and delivered a punch to his mid-section. He let out an “oomph” as he hunched over slightly. Her next punch connected with his jaw and caused him to stumble backwards. He recovered fairly quickly and came back with a kick that hit Meagan in the stomach. She wasn’t expecting this and it knocked her to the ground. This caused Meagan to realize that he actually could hurt her if she continued to toy with him.

“Time to end this,” she thought. She quickly rose to her feet as Corey advanced towards her. She struck out her right foot and smashed it into his balls. He immediately stopped his advance and grabbed his injured privates. He crashed to the ground and lay there moaning and thinking of nothing but the horrible pain in his nuts and stomach.

“I didn’t know she could kick that hard,” he thought. Ryan was enjoying this sight, but he snapped out of it because he didn’t want Meagan to mercilessly beat Corey while Corey was lying on the ground in great pain. So, Ryan rushed over and shoved Meagan hard enough to knock her backwards five feet and she fell hard to the ground.

Lying on the ground, Meagan pondered, “Is it even possible to beat this guy? He is so huge that both Sara and I together would have a tough time taking him. I had best stay away from him as much as possible until I can get Sara’s help.” Ryan was checking on Corey.

Ryan said to Corey, “Ouch, she got you real good. I bet that has to hurt. Don’t worry. I’ll beat her senseless.”

“Oh man, protect your nuts. Her vicious kicks hurt like hell,” replied Corey.

“She can’t hurt me, Corey. I’m twice her size and 3 times stronger.”

“It doesn’t matter how big and strong you are if she strikes you in the balls hard enough, Ryan. Please, be careful.” Ryan turned to face Meagan and discovered that she had fled the scene. She had scaled a nearby tree while Ryan was talking with Corey and she was hidden from view so that no one would know where she was hiding.

Throughout all of these events, Neal and Sara were having a knockdown drag out. “If I could just land a blow to his jewels, I could end this tussle.”

“There is no way this bitch is going to defeat me again.” Neal had Sara’s arms wrapped around behind her back so that she was facing away from him. He then pushed her towards the ground and he fell on top of her back.

“There is no escape, Sara. I’m in control and you will surrender to me. I’m a male, the stronger sex. You don’t stand a chance so you might as well give up.” For the first time in this battle, Sara began to feel fearful. She was hoping for Meagan to come and rescue her, but Meagan was still in the tree hiding from Ryan. Meagan could see what was happening to Sara and she was worried. She had to do something, but the only way to help Sara was to go through Ryan first.

“I’ve got to face my fears and come out fighting like I’ve never fought before. After all, he is only a boy, and I can beat boys with my superior fighting skills.” Her plan was to outsmart Ryan instead of fighting him toe-to-toe.

“Where are you, Meagan? I thought you were supposed to be so tough, but you don’t have the guts to fight me. You’d rather beat up on wimpy boys, but you’ve never fought a real man like me,” yelled Ryan.

“I’m up here, you big idiot. Climb up here and get me if you can.” replied Meagan. She knew that she would be faster than Ryan and she could maneuver better than he could up in the tree. Ryan raced up the tree, but Meagan quickly jumped to another branch. He lunged out at her to grab her, but he missed and lost his balanced. Megan was certain that he would take a hard fall to the ground, but as he stumbled, he grabbed the branch that she was standing on, which caused the branch to shake violently. Megan tumbled towards the ground, but she had enough composure to grab a branch and quickly make her way down to the ground to escape Ryan’s grasp. His hand slipped from the branch from which he was hanging, and he fell to the ground, but he didn’t have that far to fall due to his height.

Meagan saw him fall, and she took advantage of the opportunity while the fall temporarily stunned Ryan. She delivered a punch to his ribs, but it barely penetrated his muscular frame. All it did was infuriate him. He recovered from his stunned state very fast, and he grabbed Meagan and body slammed her to the ground. Neal still had Sara under control, and Corey was watching with excitement, as Ryan seemed to be in control of Meagan. That is until Meagan, while lying flat on her back, kicked upward with both feet and struck both of Ryan’s balls dead on. Ryan grimaced in pain, but he somehow stayed on his feet. Meagan couldn’t believe it.

“That kind of strike to the nuts would have wiped out most guys,” she thought. The kick did do enough damage to allow her to scramble out from underneath Ryan. “It must be hard having those weak testicles hanging in such a low, vulnerable spot, Ryan!” He didn’t want to give in so he mustered up the strength to swing his massive fist at her face.

“This one punch will crush her,” mumbled Corey, as he watched with both fear and excitement. Just before the powerful punch connected, she ducked and swayed to one side to avoid being hit. His momentum from the force he had put behind his punch caused him to lose his balance momentarily. She took advantage and delivered a devastating knee to his exposed balls.

“Ahhhhh!” screamed Ryan. Before he could cover up, Megan was using his balls as a punching bag! Left, right, left, right, left, as she continued to bombard his nuts with a fury of punches.

After about ten punches, she said, “It sucks to be you!” Then, she brought her arm back and commenced with an uppercut that could have shoved his nuts up in his throat. His whole body tensed and his face expressed incredible pain.

“Ooooooo, my precious baaaalllllls!” he exclaimed, as he crashed with a mighty thud on the ground. It was clear that he wouldn’t be recovering for a long time. Meagan turned to go help Sara, but she need not worry. While Neal and Corey were too busy watching the fight between Meagan and Ryan, Sara had broken free of Neal’s hold. Sara now had both boys by the balls and she yanked and pulled as they both screamed in agony.

“That’s sweet music to my ears, Sara,” said Meagan.

“Let’s finish them!” said Sara. With that, she released their balls. She turned to face Corey while Meagan faced Neal. At the same, they both kicked each boy in the nuts. The two boys crumpled to the ground.

“I love being a girl,” proclaimed Sara.

Megan replied, “Yeah, it must be hard having those weak thingies dangling between their legs. They are so hard to protect.” Each of them grabbed their crotches, pretended to hold their pain stricken fake nuts, and made bizarre facial expressions.

Sara laughed, “Ha, ha, that’s almost as funny as the way that Ryan looked when you used his balls to train for boxing.” They both laughed hysterically as they walked off, leaving their victims in severe agony.

Neal's Attempt at Revenge (sequel to "Kid Fight")

By boozook

I got positive feedback on my first story “Kid Fight,” which told the story of a guy with a bad attitude named Neal and a feisty girl named Meagan. Those two fought it out in front of a group of onlookers. At the time, Meagan was 12 years old and Neal was 13 years old. One of my positive responses to the story came from Knave, whom thought that it would be a good idea to continue an ongoing series featuring Meagan. So, I give you the sequel to “Kid Fight.” It also features a return appearance by Neal, which was Meagan’s adversary in “Kid Fight.” The title of the sequel is “Neal’s Attempt at Revenge.”

It had been a year since Meagan’s thrashing of Neal. Neal was embarrassed about what had happened to him, but he didn’t want to tie into Meagan again for fear of being defeated again. By now, Meagan is 13 year’s old, and Neal is 14 year’s old. No one had said much to Neal about the defeat he had suffered at the hands of Meagan for quite some time, but Neal still had his mind on revenge. He just couldn’t let this young female have the last laugh. Neal had been working out and exercising more as of late because he wanted to be in great physical condition for his next encounter with Meagan. At times, he felt silly for preparing so much for a possible fight with a girl. After all, he is a guy. He is taller, heavier, stronger, and faster than Meagan, but he still has doubt in his mind because of what happened to him the first time he tangled with her.

Meagan had become even more beautiful since her first fight with Neal. She had grown an inch so she now stood 5’5’’ in height, but that was still miniscule compared to Neal’s 6’1’’ frame. Her breasts had grown in size so she attracted even more attention from the guys. She also started to wear skimpier clothing. Her toned, tanned stomach was firm and solid, but it was nothing compared to Neal’s incredible six-pack abs and bulging, solid pecs. Meagan had been expecting Neal to attempt revenge for a while now so she had been uneasy whenever he was around. She avoided him at all cost because, truth be told, Meagan had noticed how much more in shape and muscular that he had become over the past year. She was actually frightened to tangle with him despite her reputation for being feisty and tough.

Neal’s idea for revenge was to catch Meagan alone so that there would be no audience to distract or hinder his plan of attack. Fortunately for Neal, he knew a place where Meagan liked to sunbathe because he had taken a look several times to admire her beautiful body. Despite his disgust for her, he still couldn’t resist looking at her gorgeous physique. In the past, her friends usually sunbathed with Meagan, but Neal had discovered that Meagan was alone in her sunbathing this time.

She was lying on her back in a skimpy orange bikini that showed plenty of cleavage at the top and plenty of her upper legs at the bottom. Her blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight. Neal got an immediate erection just by looking at her. Meagan was wearing sunglasses so Neal couldn’t see her eyes, but he didn’t think she saw him approach. Neal was wearing his dark green shorts and a white tank top that was tight enough to show his muscle definition well. Neal was sneaking up on an unsuspecting Meagan. He felt a little guilty for sneaking up on her instead of taking her straight up, but he had only rage and fury on his mind.

About the time he reached Meagan, her friend, Sara, saw what was happening and screamed out to warn Meagan. Meagan quickly jumped out of the way of Neal’s attack. In the process, Sara grabbed Neal from behind. He quickly slung Sara off of him and Sara crashed into a fence with a mighty thud that stunned her and knocked her to the ground. This gave Meagan enough time to gain her composure, but she was clearly nervous about facing Neal again. He could sense her fear, and with Sara out of action, no one was around to come to Meagan’s aid.

Meagan shoved her fear aside for the moment and launched a front kick towards Neal’s balls. Neal was expecting this attack so he easily dodged her and grabbed her foot. She was now balancing on one foot as he spun her around and forced her arms behind her back. He got up close to her back so he could glare over her shoulder. Meagan’s heart was racing as he was peering down at her from behind, and she was too close to his body to do any damage to him. He enjoyed this view of her boobs.

“Hi, Meagan! Remember me?” he snarled at her.

She decided to insult him. “How could I forget such a pathetic excuse for a guy? You apparently don’t have the balls to fight me fair. You’d rather sneak up on me like the coward you are.” These comments infuriated him, but her plan was working.

He released her and said, “Okay, little girl, let’s see what you’ve got. This way, I can say that I beat you fair and square.” As they faced each other, he ripped his tank top off to reveal his finely toned body, and he began to flex. She was amazed at his rippling muscles. He’d clearly gotten stronger and better defined since last year. However, she also knew that he still had those weak, dangling nuts between his legs. She knew that an effective strike to his privates would slow him down substantially, and those massive muscles couldn’t stop him from feeling that man-centered pain. She was still mad that he had the nerve to sneak up on her so she had no intentions of fighting fair. She would use whatever means necessary to dispatch of this large male.

She threw a punch aimed at his stomach. He easily blocked it by grabbing her arm and tossing her to the ground. He was being slow and deliberate about his plan of attack. He didn’t want to wear himself out. So he slowly walked over to her and kicked her in the back. She squirmed and rolled onto her back. He was about to deliver a devastating stomp to her stomach when she rolled out of the way. His foot only hit ground. He was angry that he missed so he lunged at her. She reacted quickly by placing her foot in his stomach and pulling his arms with her hands so that he fell to the ground. She leapt to her feet just in time to see him leap to his feet and take a massive swing at her. Fortunately for her, she saw it just in time to avoid a crushing blow to her face. His wild swing made him stumble forward and caused him to become off-balanced. She took advantage of this by delivering a solid kick to his privates. Her foot smashed him in the balls with a satisfying thud. However, his reaction was not what she expected, and she wasn’t ready for what happened next.

The kick between his legs had only momentarily stunned him. He stayed standing, and he punched her hard in the jaw, which knocked her to the ground. He then reached down to cup his balls with his left hand as he hunched over slightly to try to catch his breath. He had no need to worry because she was in severe pain on the ground. Thoughts raced through her head. Had she missed the target? How could any guy withstand a shot like that to the nuts? He wasn’t feeling totally okay, but he wasn’t hurt enough to drop him to the ground. He was wearing a cup. He had figured on her attacking his balls so he had prepared himself for it by wearing a cup to protect his family jewels. What he noticed amazed him. Her kick had cracked the cup! It terrified him to think what would have happened if he hadn’t been wearing a cup. He then realized that there was no reason to worry. He had won!

Meagan lay on the ground in a great deal of pain. He tossed the cup aside as it would no longer do him any good. He felt redeemed. His plan of revenge had worked without a hitch. He felt like the damage he had caused her was good enough so he started to leave the area.

Just then, he heard a noise. He turned around just in time to see Sara lunging towards him. He quickly avoided her attack with quick evasive action, and Sara lunged right past him. She stopped to regain her composure, and turned around to face him. His eyes lit up as he noticed that Sara had stripped down to her panties! Sara was 16 years old, older than both Neal and Meagan. Sara had never been much of a fighter. In fact, girls would often defeat her in fights. However, Sara was in a fit of rage. She was angry at Neal for what he had done to both herself and Meagan.

Sara only stood 5’2” in height, almost a full foot shorter than Neal. She also wasn’t all that in shape or muscular, but she didn’t seem to concern herself with such matters at this point. She bobbed from side-to-side on her feet as Neal watched her huge boobs bounce frequently. Her ponytail was swaying from side-to-side, and her nipples were erect. Neal got an instant erection. She had never felt so alive, and he was a little fatigued due to his fight with Meagan. He couldn’t believe that such a wimp of girl would even think about challenging him one-on-one, but he decided that he would have a little fun with her as he planned to throw her around like a rag doll.

Sara attacked with ferocity. He grabbed her around the neck and put her in a headlock. Her head was about even with his waist. Apparently, he had forgotten that he was no longer wearing a cup because he did little to protect is balls. She was beginning to lose consciousness, as his grip around her head seemed to tighten. As a last ditch effort, she drove her fist between his legs from behind and smashed his nuts with her fist. He instantly let go of her head as he felt his whole world collapse. He dropped to his knees and clutched his injured manhood with both hands, but Sara wasn’t done with him yet. Because he wasn’t wearing a shirt, she easily grabbed both his nipples and twisted and pulled. He screamed out in pain. She then grabbed him by his hair and yanked his head back. She delivered a kick to his Adam’s apple, which caused him to move his hands up to cover his throat. She steadied herself and struck him in the balls with a hard knee as she pulled him forward by his nipples.

“Get up and fight, you weak, pathetic boy!” she exclaimed. Before he could protect himself, she dropped down to her knees and began to rain multiple punches into his battered balls. He screamed out in anguish as his mind swam with horrible pain. It was clear that he wasn’t fighting a little girl. He was fighting a ferocious beast in a girl’s body that was bent on his destruction.

Next, she stood up and declared, “I am female, hear me roar! I have conquered you, you sorry excuse for a male. Now, you must please my desires!” She then ripped her panties off to expose her pussy. She grabbed the back of his head and forced his face between her spread legs. “Lick me dry, you pig!” He did as she commanded, and she moaned loudly in an intense climax.

“Now to finish you!” She pulled her right foot back and swung it like a pendulum into his already beaten balls.

Neal fell to his side and rolled up into the fetal position as he screamed, “Oh, my nuts! You’ve broken my balls!” She orgasm again just by hearing his pitiful plea. With Neal out of commission, Sara went over to check on Meagan. Once Meagan had recovered, Sara told her about what she had done to Neal. Meagan was so thrilled that it made her horny with excitement. From that day forth, Meagan and Sara formed a formidable twosome of ball busters.

To be continued if and when I can find the time, and if my stories get a positive enough response. What do you all think of my stories so far?

Kid Fight

By boozook

It is a hot summer day, and a mixed-gender game of wiffle ball is being played. It’s an all boys team versus an all girls team. All of the boys are shirtless because of the heat. The girls are wearing blue jean shorts and bikini tops.

There is one boy in particular that all of the girls adore because of his good looks. His name is Neal. Neal is a 13-year-old boy that stands 6’1” tall. He has blue eyes and dark blonde hair with a dark tan. He is very muscular for his age. His biceps, triceps, pectorals, and abs are all well defined for a boy of his age. He is athletic, and he excels at all of the sports that he plays. The only problem with Neal is that he has a bad attitude. He tends to be rude to those near his age who are smaller than he is, which most of the kids are.

Then, there is a feisty girl named Meagan. Meagan is a beautiful blonde 12-year-old girl with blonde hair and green eyes. All of the boys are attracted to her. She stands 5’4” in height. She isn’t the most athletic of the girls, but she does decent in the sports that she participates. She isn’t very muscular, but she does have a lean physique about her that shows that she is in good shape.

Everything in the game is going fine until there is controversy about a call. This particular call could determine the winner of the game. The team of all girls claims that the runner is safe while the team of all boys claim that the runner is out. If Meagan is safe, then the girls break the tie and win the game in extra innings. If she is out, it is the third out of the inning and the boys turn to bat.

Neal had applied the tag to Meagan at a close play at the plate. Neal, who has a huge ego, got up in Meagan’s face to argue the call. Meagan, being the feisty one that she is, argues right back in Neal’s face. Of course, other boys and girls are arguing, but none as loud as Neal and Meagan. All of a sudden, Neal shoves Meagan and Meagan falls to the ground. Immediately, all of the other kids watch with wonder about what Meagan will do. Meagan gets up and approaches Neal with a gleam of determination in her eyes. Neal confidently awaits the girl’s advance towards him. As she nears him, Neal grabs Meagan around the shoulders and spins her around so that she faces away from him. Neal pulls Meagan close to him and begins to squeeze her tight. Meagan starts to feel intense pressure as she feels as though she is about to pass out. Meagan knows that she has to do something quick in order to break free of Neal’s grasp. Meagan manages to stomp down on Neal’s foot causing Neal to slightly loosen his grip momentarily because Neal is caught off guard by Meagan’s move. Before Neal can fully recover, Meagan drops to the ground on both of her knees, steadies herself, and delivers a back kick from the ground that catches Neal between the legs as his balls are hit by the bottom of Meagan’s foot. Her foot didn’t hit Neal with full force or perfect accuracy, but most of the force of the kick hit Neal in the right nut, which caused the force to focus all on a smaller surface area of the balls. Neal felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach, but he didn’t go down.

The other girls cheered loudly as the other boys cringed. One of the other girls yelled, “She racked him! Do it again, Meagan!”

Neal was determined not to let this little girl get the best of him. He hadn’t counted on her to fight back, but he was feeling the painful force of her kick. Neal was a tough guy though and the kick hadn’t hit full force. He charged after Meagan. Meagan backed away quickly and managed to move out of the way of Neal’s charge. Unfortunately for Meagan, she lost her balance and fell to the ground. The other boys began to laugh at Meagan. Neal had a big smirk on his face as he approached Meagan. Meagan knew she was trouble as she tried to think quickly to escape Neal’s advance. Neal flexed his muscles. Meagan was beginning to feel panicky so she threw a punch from the ground that was intended for Neal’s balls. Neal blocked the punch. Meagan was in trouble. Megan quickly reacted by removing her top to expose her large boobs. Her beautiful boobs momentarily stunned Neal. This gave Meagan enough time to get up and move away from Neal. Meagan saw that Neal was regaining his composure. She knew she was in for a fight. She bobbed on her feet as her boobs bounced. Neal had a hard erection, but he still had beating Meagan on his mind. While Neal was fixated on Meagan’s ample breasts, Meagan reacted quickly. She launched a punch aimed at Neal’s face. She struck Neal hard on the jaw. Neal stumbled backwards slightly. It had surprised Meagan that she had hit Neal so hard yet Neal had barely stumbled backwards and remained standing. Meagan’s hand hurt from the impact to Neal’s jaw.

It was obvious to Meagan that she could not defeat Neal in a fair fight. She had to fight dirty. The shot to Neal’s jaw awakened Neal from his daze of staring at Megan’s boobs. Neal was extremely angry with Meagan. Megan felt scared, but she didn’t dare show her fear to Neal. Neal’s large frame advanced towards Meagan. Neal hit Megan in the stomach. Meagan bent over and gasped for breath. Neal followed with a leg sweep that knocked Megan to the ground. Neal felt confident that the girl wouldn’t continue to fight him any longer.

So, Neal flexed his muscles as the crowd of other boys cheered. The other girls had sad looks on their faces. It looked like the boy had handily defeated the girl. Meagan however didn’t want to let the other girls or herself down. Meagan jumped to her feet and tried to ignore the pain she was feeling. Neal saw Meagan rise to her feet again. Neal was tired of dealing with this girl so he strolled over to her and punched her in the right boob. Meagan immediately grasped her injured boob as she felt the pain shoot through her body. Neal was about to deliver the finishing blow to Meagan’s face when Meagan, even through the pain, reached down and grabbed some dirt off of the ground and threw it in Neal’s eyes. This irritated Neal’s eyes enough to allow Megan time to recover some. When Neal recovered, he swung hard at Meagan’s face. Neal just knew that this punch would crush Meagan, but Neal only hit air. He hadn’t realized that Megan, while he was clearing the dirt from his eyes, had knelt down on the ground. Without warning, Neal felt an immense amount of pain. He then realized that Meagan had uppercut him in the balls! Neal’s hands reached down to cover his injured balls. Before he could do so, Meagan had punched him in the balls again! The pain was too much to bear. Neal fell to his knees from the pain.

Meagan said, “Ouch, I bet that hurts, doesn’t it, big guy?”

Another girl cheered, “bust his balls again!”

Meagan definitely wasn’t through with Neal. Another guy thought about helping Neal, but decided not to because the mean look in Meagan’s eyes frightened him. With Neal on his knees, Megan delivered a vicious kick to Neal’s throat with deadly accuracy. Neal gasped for air and fell on his side. He rolled frantically on the floor as he held his balls and tried to breathe properly.

“You are so pathetically weak, boy! Get up and fight like a man!” yelled Meagan. Meagan’s nipples were hard because she felt so turned on and alive from giving this stud a beating. The other boys looked on with obvious erections. Neal slowly got to his feet to face Meagan. He wanted to fight her, but he was in terrible pain. Meagan knew that Neal was in no condition to fight, but she wanted to finish him and shatter his ego completely. Meagan assumed a low crouch position, which proved to give her an advantage due to her being quite a big shorter than Neal. As Neal moved in to make one last ditch effort to fight, Meagan grabbed his shoulders and used her knee to deliver a crushing blow to his testicles. Once, twice, three times.

After the third knee to his privates, Meagan cupped her boobs in her hands and shouted, “Look at these, boy! You know you’d love to play with them but you can’t.” She was emphasizing the fact that it was a girl that was beating him badly. Neal staggered around a little and then fell with a thump to the ground.

He lay there moaning, “Oh, my balls! Oh, she broke my balls!” While the other boys looked on in dread, the other girls delivered surprise attacks to their nuts. Soon, the whole wiffle ball field was littered with guys clutching their balls and rolling on the ground in horrible pain.

Meagan proclaimed, “It must be hard to have balls!” It was obvious that the girls had won both games. The wiffle ball game, and the battle of the sexes.

Sandy and Dirk

By blbstee

Sandy listened with a certain residual pleasure and satisfaction as Jim groaned in pain on the mat at her feet as she stood nearby, his body still trying to make sense of the thrashing that her husband Dirk had given him. His mind still foggy and only recognizing the pain of cruel holds, twists and the dominant foot choking Dirk had given him at the end while Sandy and his girlfriend had watched him take it. One hand, his right, still cupping his nuts gently through the silk cloth of his boxer type shorts, from the two nut shots he had taken during the match which were probably giving him the most pain she imagined with an evil grin. She had watched in great enjoyment as Dirk had displayed his dominance and abilities not long after the battle of the two early twenties fit males had engaged in a combat struggle.

The rules of the match were open. Hits anywhere except the throat were allowed and choking was okay, but only to unconscious if it was done. No holds barred otherwise. Both men agreed eagerly as their women urged them on, wanting to see the struggle. The stakes of the match were alluded to, but not identified specifically at the outset. It had been clear, but unspoken that the watching women would become under the control of the winner, but nothing specific was stated. It might have changed Tina’s mind if she had known the specifics, but she was hot for the action and willing to risk the consequences. She trusted her boyfriend to win, she knew he was strong and aggressive and liked all of that.

Sandy and Dirk were married, but Jim had brought a girlfriend of several months – Tina. But after Dirk had won decisively, he made it clear what he had wanted while Jim lay beaten and helpless on the mat. Sandy normally wouldn’t have wanted that. Wouldn’t have allowed it. That of Dirk taking another woman sexually in any way. But now, in one way she didn’t mind, she knew she was hot enough to keep him interested in her and besides, she had some other fun in mind for herself. He had told her to do it if he moved and she became surprisingly agreeable to his plans for Tina. It was something she had wanted to do for some time. Something that she had wanted to do during the match when she had seen Dirk do it himself. Something that had made her tight shorts become damp at the hot vee between her long legs as she had watched Dirk dominate, as she knew she would as she imagined herself – even during the fight as it progressed - in position to create the same agony for her husbands opponent to ensure her husbands win – but it hadn’t been necessary. Her nipples had ached and displayed prominently against her light cotton blouse as she had watched in stimulated excitement as her mate had started slowly and then quickly dominated the match.

Dirk used his muscles to work Jim over and each woman had cheered for her “gladiator” their eyes lighting up in pleasure at watching the two males pushing and shoving and striking blows and using holds to wear the other down. Tina never gave up on Jim, but she also hadn’t seemed to mind much as Dirk had ultimately overwhelmed Jim with gut punches and then that first strike to the nuts with his bare knee and the shock of surprise on Jim’s face had made her feel sympathy, but also a strange tingling sense of cunt pleasure. She had thought that bitch next to her, Sandy, was going to have an orgasm as she squirmed and twisted her thighs and shouted out in obvious pleasure for Dirk to “DO HIM Dirk baby, DO HIM and DO HIM HARD AGAIN!

Make him PAY for fighting you!!” There were many taunts, and shouts and encouragement during the fight according to both of them.

To that point, the battle had been tough with lots of holds and some hits. The first hit to the nuts was the one above, about mid-fight and Dirk had struck deep and hard into Jim’s balls from legs spread too wide at the wrong time for him, but just perfect for Dirk. Jim collapsed in nutted agony almost instantly to the pleasured outcry of Sandy. Tina’s moans of sympathy were a bit overwhelmed by the shining in her eyes as she had watched Dirk position himself and then drive his knee in between her boyfriends balls without mercy, the silk boxing trunks dragged up between his legs, his mouth opening wide in agony, his eyes pinpoints of pain and then his clutching to Dirk as he dry retched and coughed that special cough men have when their nuts are busted and slid to the ground. When he was on his knees, Dirk had swung his leg back and kicked Jim in the stomach knocking him on his back where he had rolled into a fetal ball of choking gasping pain. Tina’s mask of sympathy expression couldn’t overcome the sight of the first male to male nutting she had ever witnessed along with the trouncing her boyfriend was taking. She disliked the Sandy bitch, but did think that Dirk was okay. After all, both of them wanted to fight, Jim just wasn’t up to it. But still, he was her boyfriend and she felt she had to display some loyalty, but she couldn’t help the hot tingling between her legs as she relived the nutter Jim had taken and then watching him helpless and groaning as Dirk circled him. Dirk had begun using some of those wrestling moves and horrible body stretches that made Jim cry out for relief. The match had lasted a while longer with Sandy cheering Dirk on with each move he made against the beaten Jim, placing his foot into his back and pulling his arms back making him groan in pain and then sitting on his back and working him over in another version of a back breaker eliciting more moans of pain. He gave one more kick to Jim’s balls near the end and even though Jim had his hands down for protection, Sandy and Dirk and Tina knew it had struck home again. Sandy had cheered loudly and excitedly. Tina had protested the treatment as Dirk worked Jim over after beating him, but it was without real conviction, (at least according to Sandy and Dirk) and she seemed to enjoy the one sidedness of the match – even though it was her boyfriend losing.

She hadn’t liked Sandy any better when she had looked over at her and said, “Your boyfriend won’t be fucking you tonight!”, her eyes gleaming with pleasure at her spouses handling of the boyfriend. “His nuts are going to hurt for days! Gawd!! I thought I was going to CUM! when he blasted his knee in Jim’s balls and lifted him off the ground! Gawd! I wish that had been me doing it! And then again now. That is so hot!! YAY Dirk!!”

The match had ended with Dirk’s bare foot pressed on Jim’s throat in victory, his arms raised over his head, and Jim’s body nearly unconscious and beaten beneath him. He had looked at Tina and said, “To the victor go the spoils!” and grinned lasciviously. He conferred with Sandy, he said, and after a bit of brief discussion which Sandy had not at first agreed to and then ultimately said yes, Dirk told Tina she was going to suck him off. She said no, which made him even more excited he said and he approached her, pulling his jockeys down revealing what he describes as a large cock with a great set of nuts. Eventually, he “forced” Tina into sucking him off, but I got the sense that after she had started he wanted it more than she wanted to give, but had no choice once he started using her as he wanted. He said his cock was as rigid as stone and he really “fucked her face” he said while his wife watched him DO her face as she also kept an eye on Jim.

Sandy said she wasn’t sure how Tina felt about Jim, maybe not as close as Jim though she mused, but Sandy couldn’t care less about Jim she knew – they hadn’t known each other except for today and the chatting they had done on the internet to set up the match. He was even from across the state border. He was merely an opponent for Dirk, and when she thought about it, one that would have hurt Dirk and left him in the same mess he was now in, if he had been able to beat him. When she thought about it that way, it allowed her to not only care less about the groaning man at her feet, but to feel a sense of approval for what she wanted to do to him if the opportunity presented. She was hoping it would. After all, he would have hurt Dirk if he was more of a man, a stronger man. He would have been merciless to her man. Turnabout was fair. She cared little for the outcome as long as she had the pleasure of it and the justification she had now worked into the act she wanted to take place. She had no ties to Jim and never would. He meant nothing to her, other than to ensure that he couldn’t hurt her or Dirk. Any action she took would be in self defense and protection for Dirk she easily convinced herself watching the muscular young man try to get past the fog of pain as he listened to his own girlfriends struggles at the hands of Dirk. Dirk’s naked ass was flexing as he held Tina’s head tightly as she was being forced to pleasure him and now more unwillingly. It was rougher than she wanted obviously, but too late now. There was another reason, she decided, Jim had brought Tina here and that was another reason to dislike him. The deductions didn’t need logic, but only rationalization to permit her to do what she had wanted to do for so long.

Jim was coming around; he could no doubt hear that bitch Tina’s struggles as she herself could as Dirk used her mouth and throat on his cock. She could also see it as well. She was upset a little, but knew he was working Tina over hard. Harder than she would have allowed herself to be worked over by his hormone raging cock. To the victor go the spoils so despite her appetite for sex with her man Dirk, she was glad Tina was having her face fucked rather than her. She loved to suck Dirk off, feel his nuts squirm in her hands, his hot rigid cock oozing in her mouth, but she didn’t really like him thrusting into her face and throat with the aggression she was witnessing now, so knew that Dirk was fulfilling with Tina a desire that he had. She would allow that for him and was especially glad to in this instance with her own secret fantasy ready to be fulfilled.

Jim could hear the struggle and was moving and this is what she had hoped for. Was waiting for. Dirk had said as he had first started to work Tina over, “If he tries to get up or starts to get up, kick his nuts! Hard!” Sandy had agreed instantly. He had known she would, she had mentioned busting a guys balls before to Dirk, but there was never really a legitimate opportunity, until now. Jim, still helpless, but moving and trying to fulfill his role of protector. She imagined it as though he were still capable of going to try to hurt Dirk and she would put a stop to that, she thought to herself with a savage lustful smile on her lips. She LOVED the thought of doing IT to him, and was only waiting to do it now. He was moving. Good! Jim’s hand, which had been holding his balls between his legs moved to his side as he tried to push himself up from off his back, his head twisted to see the sounds of sex struggle behind him concentrating to the exclusion of all else to see what was going on. Sandy positioned herself in front of him, her long and shapely legs towering over him as he lay nearly flat on his back, she stepped close, left foot at his right hip as he lay beneath her struggling to get up. His legs were spread for balance and to push himself up, heels dug into the mat, his body ready to twist up and push off the mat with his arms. He was moving slowly, his muscles still agonizingly sore from Dirk’s beating. Sandy’s cunt was oozing as her mind took over the pleasure of her desires to hurt this man GOOD and HARD between his legs, her nipples taut again and rigid, her face a mask of concentration, eyes focused on the package between Jim’s legs, hidden only by his silken boxers. She could see his soft, but thick cock off to one side and his eggs were clearly visible as they hung down towards the mat, large and now very vulnerable.

Dirk had typed in that his cock had sent a lot of pre-cum into Tina’s face as he had slid repeatedly and hungrily into her mouth after he had decided to take her. But he had also felt that he had a lot more face fucking that he was going to do to her yet, before he let himself climax in Tina’s mouth and throat, but as he had positioned himself to watch Jim come around – just in case - while fucking Tina’s mouth, he had watched with sexual satisfaction as Sandy had worked herself over to bust Jim’s balls from her standing position and just as Jim had locked eyes with him as he struggled up a bit and shouted out, “You fucking bastard” as he witnessed what he was doing to his girlfriend Tina, Dirk couldn’t hold back as he watched his wife’s leg reach the apex of it’s swing backward and then the hard vicious drive she swung forward using her luscious, attractive thighs and calves to their most devastating effect driving her bare foot savagely hard into Jim’s unprotected nutsack. He saw the full picture of his wife’s lusting concentration as she stared mesmerized at the groin she was bringing her foot into, the cock and balls helpless and vulnerable. In slow motion almost, he could see her foot at the peak of it’s arch and then the viciously hard swing forward as it came down between Jim’s knees and then between his thighs into his balls, his cock flying up and slapping back hard against his belly. As Jim’s body bucked up in twisted agony, his cry of brutal torture competed for the pleasured shout cheered out by Sandy as she knew she had really struck him HARD and GOOD. The sensation was as good as she could have hoped or dreamed. That picture made Dirk climax powerfully and sooner than he had wanted from the sexual excitement of it with great spurts of cum shooting into Tina’s mouth and throat, the image of Jim’s nutbusting by his pretty wife rhythmically squeezing his mind and transferring that rhythm to the ejaculation of his cock into Tina’s overworked mouth and throat more potently than any hand or mouth ever could.

Sandy wrote separately later – the next day by e-mail – that she had wanted so bad to bust Jim’s nuts again – just one more time, but she didn’t. She said she almost climaxed as she relived her foot striking his balls so hard and making him scream out and then groan and cry out in obvious agony and pain watching him roll himself into a rocking ball, clutching his eggs in tremendous man pain and retched dryly and choked and had tears of man pain run down his tightly closed eyes. She said she felt so stimulated she had nearly cum and probably could have, would have, if she could have done him again or used his face, lips and mouth or had her husbands cock inside of her. She said she likes watching, but wants to be more involved now, maybe in two on one match ups if she can find men who would do it. She said it would have to be men she didn’t know. Ones that she wouldn’t like – at least not see again.

I asked her what happened to Jim and Tina and she said they had finally recovered enough to leave that night and had done so, but with Tina driving. Her only regret, other than wanting to NUT him again, she said was that she wished she had taken off his boxer shorts while he had been down in order to have her foot actually strike his naked balls and cock rather than even the thin separation of silken cloth. She said the remembrance was still making her cunt wet 24 hours later with just a passing thought of it. She confided that Dirk was really hot that night in bed and had outdone himself which was a good thing, because she said she really needed it from the hot excitement her pussy felt from breaking Jim’s balls.

I hope to hear more from them, but will probably not engage them myself.