Brian’s bad Habit
By Richard Dweck
Brian was very perverted. He loved busty all natural curvy women. He loved to masturbate and had been doing it from an early age. He got a step sister when his mom remarried. He name was Britney, she was 19 and was a goddess to him. She had all natural body of skin that was perfectly pale, auburn hair and green eyes. She was short at 4ft 11 but had an hour glass figure that featured all the qualities Brian found attractive and arousing: big bouncy breasts, thick thighs, heavenly hips, surprisingly long legs for her stature and a tight ample plump ass.
Britney was nice and they became friends but Brian couldn’t control his libido and often thought about her when he masturbated. One day he was curious of her exact bra size when he was home alone and snuck into he room. She was a G cup and his erection was so hard it was painful, so he began to stand there and jerk off into her huge bra. He closed his eyes humping and jerking imaging burying his face in her rack and motor boating and sliding his cock between her cleavage and fucking her tits as she sucked the tip of my dick. I just kept emptying my balls then I heard her voice and she shouted
Suddenly he heard a gasp and his sister exclaimed “ My Favorite bra! What are you doing?!”
He stopped and turned around to explain but she slammed her foot into his scrotum knocking his testicles, something he’d never experienced before.
His eyes rolled like images on a slot machine and then stopped an his pupils crossed, he clutched his sack and doubled over then yelped, grunted, groaned and moaned
“ Augh- ooh-oooh-OH-UHL!”
He dropped to his knees and grimaced then writhed and rolled laying on his back covering and rubbing his throbbing gonads
“ My BALLS!, My BAWLS! My BAWLSAH!” He exclaimed but his step sister was to focused on her favorite white red laced bra, the cups stained with cum.
“ You kicked my balls” He whimpered emphasizing on the fact she booted his testicles.
“ You jacked off and came into my Bra!” She responded, “ Now get out!”
“ Touché” He whimpered and began to crawl out her room, he stopped in the door way in his position of on his hands and knees and placed a hand on the doorway wall but before he could massage his boys she ran and kicked him again this time from behind and her foot hit the bottom of his sac pushing the testicles upward and apart, his eyes crossed and he tumbled with a somersault but stayed on his back and sobbed.
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Britney's Point of View:
My dad married a pretty nice woman, she has a son and he’s 16 but he’s very nice. I expected him to be rude and annoying but we actually became close but I think to close. I have big boobs, they are natural and they are a plight and a gift they are G cup. I expected him to stare, I expected him to jerk off to them but I did not expect this nice kid to do the deed into my favorite bra. Yep he went into my room, grabbed the first bra he saw and went to work releasing his junk juice into the cups. I overreacted, he turned around and I front kicked him in the crotch. I had never done anything like that before and I know that was his first shot to his privates. He reacted like a character in a slap-humor comedy film and clutch/covered “himself” and doubled over, his eyes rolled around almost to the back of his mind and then his pupils dilated and he groaned, moaned, yelped and shouted “ MY BUH-ALLS” repeatedly. I felt bad but also it was funny and fun. He left when I ordered him but they were there as he was crawling and about to massage her nuts and I just dashed well sprinted forward and kicked him there again. He cried for 45 minutes then it was silent.
I went out to see him not there anymore and heard some sniffling in the kitchen, I walked there casually and he was holding a bag of ice.
“Are you ok?” I asked concerned.
“You kicked my balls.” He repeated in a whimpering tone again.
“I know, I’m sorry.” I told him.
“I deserved it.” He said.
“I over-reacted a bit.” I told him.
“why does it have to hurt so much!” He cried out.
“What does it feel like?” I asked
“An aching and throbbing pain, a pain that goes from your nuts to your guts and back and you just want to hold them instinctively like a mom attending to sick or sad child. “ There there balls”. He said then chuckled a bit.
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Since the first bust, Brian and Britney still get along well. Brian doesn't use her bra for his private times but locks the door to his room now. Brian got over the humiliation and agony and accepted the confidence leveling fact that the center of his manhood was the weakest place. His step sister Britney's feelings were more complicated, she got a rush not a sexual rush but a rush from the incident, it made her laugh it made her scared that she actually might have hurt him and made her feel empathy, she was scared of being told on but he seemed to let it go. She wanted to bust him again though.
Brian came outside to tell her that mom and dad left for a romantic evening. The summer air was perfected and he was mesmerized quickly by her long legs and his view traveled onto her thick thighs and ample ass, he felt that familiar stirring in his loins and was getting semi hard when he felt the most agonizing pain in the world, the soccerball hit him in the crotch at a zillion mph and it struck everything, the penis and testicles, the frank and beans, the meat and two veg, the dick and nuts, his cock and balls, his carrot and berries. He yelped and fell down, he fished his hands down his shorts and groaned and moaned.
"I'm SO Sorry!" Britney exclaimed. " I guess my aim is a bit off." She explained.
"Ya think?!" Brian said in a comically high pitched toned of voice.
"I didn't mean to hit your balls." She told him.
"You HIT everything!" He screamed.
"What?" She said confused
"Everything. Both my pride and joy, my package, my cock and bah . . ."
"OK! I get it." She said, maybe you shouldn't have been in my way.
"I was to the right of you, the goal was in front of you." He argued.
She just giggled and went inside.