Busted by Step-sister

busted by step-sister, mickeybb, 02-14-2008 I thought it was just another day, boy was I wrong. It was the start of my fantasy life combined with the pain and horror that often accompanies sexual fantasies that become realities. I came home from work early and being the only one home I thought I would check some of my favorite websites out. I have had fantasies about women's feet ever since I could understand any sexual feelings at all. Somehow seeing a movie, or a playground fight, or funny home video T.V. shows my fantasies had turned to men being kicked in the groin. I was 26 years old but living with my parents, actually my dad and my stepmom Carolyn and her 19 year old daughter from a previous marriage. Dad and Carolyn got married 2 and 1/2 years ago when Kristen was 16 and 1/2. I picked on her a lot, just kidding and giving her a hard time, secretly wishing her soccer experience would lead to a well-deserved kick in the balls (but not wanting her to be angry enough to hurt me seriously). She did not comply with my unspoken fantasy. Like most guys with my secret, I sent out subtle hints of my desires. Kristen had kicked our neighbor Sam in the groin for grabbing her ass last year at a block party. I mentioned it every time the three of us were together, you know, just in conversation. Kristen never caught on. So back to my story, I surfed some foot sites dealing with forced foot smelling, trampling and of course ballbusting. About an hour after I started, the front door opened and I heard Kristen talking to someone (the computer was in the office at the back of the house). As I quickly exited my opened windows and signed off, Kristen walked in with her friend Michelle, who was 18. Now Kristen is very petite only 5'3 weighing about 105 with size 6 feet. Michelle was taller and chunkier about 5'6 and 135 lb with about size 9 feet. Kristen said I was okay for a stepbrother I always seemed to get off the computer just when she needed to use it. I shrugged and said "glad to oblige two lovely ladies" and left the room. Dad and Carolyn had gone to a party and said they wouldn't be home until 2 or 3am. They also said if they drank they would probably stay at the house where the party was at. So I hoped Kristen and Michelle would leave soon so I could surf the adult foot sites some more since I didn't get much alone time and was worried someone would walk in if anyone was home. It was 4:00 when Kristen got home, it was now 5:45 and I had heard some whispering and giggling, I shouted jokingly "you girls better not be surfing porn sites". Then Kristen asked, "could you come here please?" When I entered the room, I saw they were looking at a foot sex site I had looked at earlier and panicked. Had I forgotten to sign off, no I was sure I had. "What's that?" I asked. "Oh, just some site with stories and pictures of guys getting kicked in the balls." she barely got out, she was laughing so hard. "What are you guys doing looking at that, and how did you even find it?" "Well you left something in the printer," (OH SHIT) "here it is it appears to be a story about a guy getting kicked in the balls. Since the site's address appears on it we decided to check it out, and it seems to be 20 or so stories about guys being kicked in the balls and smelling feet. Why would you have printed it?" I stammered (and blushed) but caught myself in time to come up with a plausible story "I came across it and printed it for you to give Sam as a joke." "Strange you should mention that, I was just telling Michelle that story and how great I felt after kicking Sam. But we got over it and we're sort of friends now and it never comes up except when you mention it." "I thought it was funny" I said nervously. "No sale" she replied. "Most guys say you should never kick a guy there, but you encouraged me any time I felt threatened or mad to kick 'em in the balls. Most guys cringe every time a guy gets it in the movies, but you've worked in that video store for almost 5 years and almost all the movies you bring home have at least 1 scene of ball kicking and you don't cringe, you almost seem excited when I think about it now. "You're crazy" I told her. "Wait till I tell your dad the tough military chauvinist that his son fantasizes about getting kicked in the balls." "Please don't tell him. I'll admit it and do anything you want." "Well first since you have a job and I don't I need an allowance of hmmmmm... $50.00 a week." "No way I only make $8.00 an hour and would have to work an extra 10 hours a week after taxes just to give you $50.00 for nothing." "It's not for nothing. I won't tell your dad, plus maybe I can make some of your fantasies come true." "Like what?" I asked nervously. "First get your ass under the desk and take off my shoes and remain silent while I finish playing on the net." I paused. "Do it now!! "Reluctantly I complied. "You're going to sit there and smell my feet for 10 minutes, then we'll see what's next." So I took off her shoes, and she placed her sweaty socked feet on my face. The stories and pictures had always been fun for me. I even sneaked Kristen's shoes into my room to smell them a couple of times and jerked off to them. But this was different it wasn't sexy and Michelle was laughing hysterically. The 10 minutes was up so I asked Kristen to let me up. She said, "Are you ready to start?" "What do you mean start? I smelled your feet for 10 minutes like you said." "No you smelled my socks for 10 minutes I thought you were just warming up your nose for the exercise it was going to get" "Please Kristen..." "TAKE OFF MY SOCKS NOW." I took off her socks, and she started rubbing her sweaty tiny feet all over my face, alternating pressure with a light touch and crushing force. I didn't think I was enjoying the embarrassment, but I was getting hard. She noticed when she told me to get up. "You sick fuck" "Sorry" I whimpered, almost tearing up. "Don't worry, we'll help make it go away, right Michele?" "How do we do that?" Michelle asked. "Well, if you agree to keep his secret too, I'll make him give you $50.00 also this week, but you can't get it every week. He can't afford to serve two queens." "Okay, but how does giving us $50.00 each make his hard on go away?" "Well, I said I was going to make some of his fantasies come true." "Again, how does that make him soft?" Michelle asked before realizing what Kristen meant. I was still clueless but didn't want to find out. "They're not fantasies I want to make come true. It's just stories and pictures that turned me on." They both laughed at me. "What do you have in mind?" I asked. "I'm going to kick you in the balls, if that doesn't make you soft, Michelle will kick you. After 10 or so kicks, if you're still hard we'll try something else. Now I was terrified, 10 kicks from 2 soccer players on my balls. I had fantasies like but never really wanted them to come true (at least I didn't think so). ,"Take your jeans off so we can check you're hard-on after every kick, You wouldn't want us to kick you any more than we have to. We're just trying to help you know". The horrible reality that was coming had me terrified. Kristen stood in front of me smiling with a look in her eyes that made her look so happy, I was almost happy for her. She winked at me and swung her leg back and kicked. I was waiting for the full intense pain and misery to set in. Never having been kicked before, despite the fantasy I 1/2 wanted my whole life, the pain wasn't that bad. I mean it hurt, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it might be. "Inspection time," Kristen said, "still hard. I'll coach Michelle for her kick" Then they walked across the room to whisper. I feared her size 9's with 135 pounds of force on my balls. She kicked a little harder than Kristen and I fell to my knees, more a reaction to the force to my body as a whole, again the pain in my balls not as bad as I thought. Maybe that's why enough guys write and talk about it to make up web sites, it isn't that bad, a general pain but bearable. "While you're down there..." Michelle lifted the bare foot that had just kicked me up to my nose. "Smell it." I did. "Kiss it" I did. "Okay, stand up." Kristen said. The pain was there but not that bad I was still hard maybe not as much as before. "Still hard, I'll have to kick a little harder. Make it fun for me and get you out of that fantasy of it being fun for you." She was rubbing her foot on my dick to check for the hard-on, which didn't make me softer, not that she wanted to. I think she wanted all 10 kicks to keep me hard. "Okay here we go. Now think of your favorite scene in a movie where a guy gets kicked and close your eyes". I waited 10-15 seconds, just enough time to think of Sharon Stone kicking Arnolds plums in "Total recall", then got the second kick from my step-sister a little harder- IT HURT. My testicles were burning I fell on my face at her feet. More reality than I wanted in a fantasy. As I choked back tears (to be a tough guy I guess) and vomit, I realized my erection must surely be gone. I opened my eyes and there were her feet, soft, tiny, sweaty feet that had just bruised my balls. She giggled and said, "Stay down for a minute and relax". Then she rubbed her toes on my nose, "smelling salts to wake up anything that might be sleeping." I started to get up. "Stay down" she said. I did partially because I was hurting and partially because she really was becoming my queen as she had said. She continued to rub her feet in my face and despite the pain, I felt a tingling in my groin. Oh shit, I'm getting hard again. "Can you stand now?" Michelle asked. "It's my turn...… if you're still hard that is." "I'm not still hard I'm hard again. She got me by rubbing her feet on my face." "We'll remember that trick, but we said we would make you soft and we're prepared to do just that. Now stand up." Kristen said. I stood up faced inspection was found to be erect and waited for the next kick. No frills this time Michelle just kicked again. I dropped to the floor no tough guy routine this time as tears flowed. Unfortunately I received no sympathy, only four sweaty feet rubbing my face and wiping away my tears, and yes, getting me hard again.! After 5 minutes Kristen commanded me to get up. I couldn't comply if I wanted to and even though I was hard, I didn't want to. "Okay, just roll over" she said. I rolled over to be checked for wood again. 4 kicks down 6 to go if I couldn't stay soft. "Well if you can't stand up, we'll try a little trampling before the next kick." she said as sweetly as if she were offering me apiece of candy. Then she stepped on my chest with both feet. "You're a good floor, maybe you can sleep next to my bed so I can step on you as soon as I wake up. Maybe even do some jumping jacks (then she did one to demonstrate). I wonder how long I can stand on your face with both feet without me losing my balance or you losing consciousness or that," pointing at my hard-on. She only stood on my face about 30 seconds, but her sweet feet made an impression. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. I did like smelling her feet and she was petite, so being under her feet once in a while would be fun. But the ball-kicking wasn't part of my fantasy anymore. As I thought about these things she stepped off me, pulled up a chair and rubbed my dick with her feet. "You're not my real brother but still it's pretty sick you getting so hard at just my feet, you pervert." Then she kicked me so hard I passed out. I was out about three hours, but the girls taped it so I could look at it after waking up. I still got my other 5 kicks, but I got trampling, forced foot smelling, and footjobs in between to assure even a casual viewer that despite my unconsciousness my hard-ons constant return was proof that I got what I wanted. I guess I did I got ball kicked and got to smell the sweaty feet of two hot girls. But I also got to work an extra 10 hours a week just to pay my step-sister to kick me and stand on my face at her leisure. She also volunteered me as an attacker for her women's self defence class, but that's another story!! The end Busted by step-sister pt2 It had been 3 weeks since my 19 year old step-sister had found out about my foot fetish and ball kicking fantasies. I was now paying her $50.00 a week not to tell my father or anyone else about it. Since that first day (10 kicks to my balls by Kristen and her friend Michelle, 5 of which took place on video after I passed out) I had smelled Kristen's feet every day but only been kicked in the balls 3 times (once a week on payday). That was fine with me because the fantasy was better than the reality. In fact the pain was so bad I couldn't think about sex, even masturbating for several days after the kick session. But strangely, I found the most sure fire to get aroused and past the pain was watching the tape of my trampling and ball kicking. I remembered the pain (it was still fresh) but remembered the feet rubbing my face and how they smelled and felt even better. I was amazed Kristen and Michelle could be so sweet and teasing, keeping me hard despite the pain after each kick. Kristen even jumped on my chest off the couch, trying to get me hard again after kick #7. I masturbated to that tape twice a day until payday. Only 1 solid kick, but it kept me sore for 2 days. Now it was time for the women's self defence class. Kristen had volunteered me for it. She told me she would tell everyone, my dad stepmom and everyone I worked with at the video store, if I didn't. (I was pretty sure I would end up hearing that threat for the rest of my life, unless maybe she got bored with me). The lady that taught the self defence class was really pretty nice. I had assumed she would be a man hating dyke, but she was friendly and polite. She was also stunning, about 26 years, old short blonde hair, 5'8" tall, a lean 120 pounds and size 8 feet (shoe sizes approximate even though I got to feel each foot from each lady several times.) Her name was Kerri. She said it was nice of me to volunteer to help and gave me a padded helmet and a special pair of padded cupped shorts to wear under my sweats. "We go for the groin a lot because it usually stops an attack. Lucky for you we've got those shorts they'll take most of the force of the blows away, but as you probably know the balls are very sensitive, so you'll probably still feel some discomfort and pain but you will be helping your sister and these other young ladies." All I could think is how much I would have loved talking about this with her 3 weeks ago when I had never been kicked but tried to bring it up in conversation as often as possible, like talking to Kristen about kicking Sam and watching movies with Kristen and Carolyn, my step-mom, hoping they would laugh and make comments about ball kicking scenes. Now things were different I needed more stimulation than conversation. Wearing the cupped shorts would numb some of the intense pain but still allow me some impact and discomfort.. I was looking forward to ball kicking again. Kristen had told me about the shorts and said I could wear them for the first 50 minutes of the 1 hour class, then I had to go to the bathroom and take them off. She knew the teacher and six students kicking me for 1 hour would be too much. I was there at 4:45 for the 5:00 class Kristen and Michelle were there early giggling at my predicament. Kerri was there, of course, it was her exercise studio. Next came Miyori and Yoko two oriental girls wearing karate gi's and barefoot. They were both about 5'3" or so and barely 100 lbs. with tiny size 6 feet like Kristen. Kristen and Michelle were both in spandex workout type shorts with white ankle socks with lace frill around the edges. I got a little worried when the next two came in. Sarah and Jesse were wearing jeans and leather jackets (biker chicks?). Sarah was about 5'10", 160lbs,size 9 feet while Jesse was 5'11", 175 lbs size 11 feet. They were both solid, not fat, but looked like the man hating dykes I had feared would run the class. After changing, they were both in sweat pants and barefoot. Jesse had black nail polish and a toe ring, I caught myself looking a bit too long and she did too. Kerri said, "Okay everybody is here let's get started. This is Dave, our volunteer attacker. Dave is Kristen's step-brother but even though I'm sure he's a nice guy today, he is an attacker. He's wearing padding so don't worry about hurting him. If you're being attacked you can't hold back and you can't practice self defence holding back. Kristen you can play our first attackee I don't say victim because you are not a victim you're a strong young woman defending herself." Kristen smiled at me and winked, then faced away. Kerri instructed me to grab Kristen from behind. I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around forcefully. She responded with a startling scream, a slap to the side of my helmet and a knee to the groin. Now it wasn't like I couldn't feel it. It stung but it was just the way a ball kick ought to feel, it stung a little, made me aware of male-weakness female superiority and didn't quite make me want to vomit. Next up, Miyori. I approached her slowly, not wanting to hurt her. She responded with a back kick to my knee, locking it up and dropping me to the ground where she stomped on my groin. I didn't pass out, but I saw stars and thanked God for the padded shorts. Kerri smiled as I was getting up and took a minute to talk to the class, knowing I needed it. She said kicking the knee was a good way to bring a guy down quickly and said while she never wanted the girls to hold back, she wanted to focus on other things today (namely my willingly volunteered balls). With no padding or brace to prevent my knee from locking up I was glad she was protecting me a bit. Yoko was up next she whispered that she was going to prevent me from ever having kids then laughed as I was behind her about to attack. I grabbed her and tried to side step whatever she had planned, she spun and kicked my left side knocking me down where she jumped yelled a karate like "YAHHH" and landed with 1 foot on my cage of the helmet the other on my slowly tenderized balls. "Good job" Kerri said as she turned away to face the other girls. Once she looked away, Yoko lifted the foot off my face balancing on one foot on my balls for about 10 seconds before stepping off. She helped me up and said " those damn padded cups. Next time I'll have to jump higher and stand for longer". Kerri then said she wanted to show the class something. I was to attack her from the front. I walked like I was walking on a sidewalk in the opposite direction as I got within a few feet, she kicked my balls extremely hard and said "Rest for a moment while I talk to the girls". She then asked if anyone had any questions. Sarah said, "It's easy to take a guy out when you rack his balls before he does anything, you kicked before he even moved." "He's bigger and stronger than me and even though I have self defence training if he's able to grab me and make the first move from within 2 feet he might be able to negate my kicking and fighting strategy. Better to be judged by 12 than carried by 4 pallbearers. I'm not going to kick every guy in the balls, alright most of them deserve it, but your safety should be your only priority. His safety, his balls, his neck or knee is his concern. You protect yourself and let the men take care of themselves. Okay you ready?" She asked me. "Yeah." Michelle was next. "I don't think I could kick Dave in the balls. I know him, he's my best friend's step-brother. I can't kick him there it's wrong" She said as though she hadn't kicked my balls as hard as she could without a cup just 3 weeks ago. "He's padded for protection and while he may feel some pain, it's no big deal he volunteered for it to help you and Kristen because he cares about you. Just imagine he's one of those perverts that likes to be kicked in the balls." "What are you talking about?" Kristen asked as if she wasn't aware of it. "Well, there are some men, definitely very few, who sexualize getting kicked in the balls. I have no idea why many have never actually been kicked, but love hearing about talking about or watching movies or T.V. shows where guys get kicked. "Dave, could you imagine a guy who likes that?" Michelle asked, loving the direction her mock concern had taken the conversation. "No, even with the padding on I can't imagine any guy would enjoy this." "Probably not you Dave," Kristen said "but if it helps Michelle not hold back she should think you're enjoying yourself." "Okay" Michelle said "I'll make his fantasies come true." She laughed, as did Kristen and the rest of the girls. I grabbed her lightly from behind only to get an elbow to the ribs as she spun around, stepped back and tried a field goal with two balls on a padded tee. I fell, coughed a little and sat quietly as Kerri again saved me knowing I needed time. "Me next please" Jesse said. "Okay" Kerri answered. Kerri had me right behind Jesse with my arm around her and paused to say something to the class. Jesse said, "I know you're that kina guy, pervert." "What?" "Don't worry, I saw you checking out my large sexy feet with the sexy toe ring. Guys dig the toe ring, but I never thought they wanted it smashing their balls!!" more to come soon posted here.....