The Day My Balls Stood Full

A college ballbusting story

THE DAY MY BALLS STOOD FULL….., by ohowtheyhurt, 07-03-2007

It looked to be a disappointing Saturday, being stuck in the university library researching yet another paper, the only bright spot was that Jen, my girlfriend of 3 months, had decided to brighten my day by opting to stay with me and study for a literature test while I combed the stacks looking for books that said something interesting about my research topic, I won't bother to bore you with further details.

I approached the large table that Jen and I had scoped out with an armful of texts and unceremoniously dropped the pillar of books on the table, they made a solid thud which reverberated through the stillness of the library causing Jen to shot me a disturbed look.

"It's only us and the that group of engineering geeks on the other side of the stacks.” I said defending my small act of passive aggression, "Who else would be here at eight in the morning!"

Jen smirked her cute little freckled face and pointed at the seat across from her, "Just sit and try not to get us kicked out." She was always such a rules hound. But every time I looked into her deep brown eyes and then lower at her well-rounded boobs I let her anal side slide.

"And stop looking at my chest", she quipped and pointed at the chair again, "or we'll be here tomorrow too." Irritating how well she knew me after only three months. But you have to understand, her breasts were phenomenal, each a large mound of firms supple flesh that stood firm despite there nice size. She wasn't would I consider a big titted, but her slender frame just made them look so big and bountiful, especially with that support bra she wore. It nestled each boob gently and kept it up and proud. I also like how her nipples always seem to make themselves known. No matter how hard she tries "they always seem to be out there" to steal Jen's expression.

I pulled out the heavy straight-backed wooden chair and plopped myself down much as I done the books.

Then there was pain... Deep, sharp, solid pain that caught my full attention as my eyes bugged out and started to water.

"Baby, what is it?” Jen instantly said catching the look on my now red face and my sharp intake of breath.

"BBBallls", I stammered,as I quickly readjusted my position, while trying to find my flattened nut sack. "I sat on my balls", I tried to whisper and suck in air sharply to get my breath. It came out as a high-pitched wheeze.

Jen's face turned to a crimson blush as she bit back her smile and moved off her chair to kneel next to me. "Oh sweetie, I didn't know guys could do that. God they must hurt real bad." She hugged me from the side as I felt her hand rest on my crotch with the lightest of touch and massage softly.

"You have no idea." I murmured as I let my own hand follow the massaging motions hers made as I held my aching balls. I felt my penis harden as the throbbing ache yearned for some type of release.

"No, I don't." She giggled, "you just looked like every guy I'd ever seen in the movies who got it right in the balls so I know they don't tickle". Her fingers made a prodding tickling motion that any other time would have felt good but I grimaced as her index finger pushed into the soft tender nerves of my left nut.

"Ohh baby don't. Please", I clutched her hands around mine cupping my now swollen scrotum close to my body. "Oh my balls."

"OK, I'm sorry, I thought playing might help them along." she said innocently as she stood up and went back to her chair. I felt a hard nipple brush against my arm as she stood.

She sat down across from me, her soft brown eyes looking at me concerned but the rest of the expression on her face I couldn't read. I kneaded my testes gently, first the left and then the right seeing if there were there usual oval shape. They were, only just much larger than two minutes ago. I glanced across the table at Jen and tried a smile of bravado that showed anything but discomfort. Then I noticed..

"Hey, looks like they're really out there", I said to Jen, staring at the two prominent outlines of her nipples against her sweatshirt.

Her face which was beginning to return to its regular creamy color flushed again and she curved her shoulders inward, concealing her hardened peaks only slightly. "I'm sorry, it's a girl thing."

I looked at her quizzically.

"Your a guy, big and strong, until, well, until you sat on your things, and then all of a sudden,” her eyes glimmered and a sly smile crept across her face, "then all of a sudden. Oh my balls, my balls, my poor aching nuts..", she whispered as she mocking clutched at her crotch and writhed dramatically. "Us girls think it's funny, that's all, a girl thing."

"Funny is one thing, but being out there", accenting the last words with a straight look at her chest, "is another."

"Well I just picture your balls all huge and swollen, like they should be in a wheelbarrow in front of you and I laugh but then I think how carefully you are holding them and rubbing them and well it, it, you know."

"Get's you hot!” I whisper back incredulously.

"Not HOT", Jen replies with exaggeration, "just a little wet. That's also because the guy is usually hurting because a girl hit him there and now he's all weak and the girl is standing strong. I, I can't explain", she waved her hand dismissively indicating she said all she was going to say.

I let a few moments pass, and then I said, "Your wet?” The image of her purplish pink outer lips enflamed and moist over her soft musky pubic mound filled my mind as any excess capacity my testicles had most assuredly disappeared.

"I thought your nuts hurt..” Jen answered back deadpan with a dangerous hint of irritation. Her eyes now smoldered as they stared at me.

"Believe me, they DO.” I pleaded my case as I kneaded my nuts, “It’s a guy thing."

"Yep, that's cause all you guys want to do is get off.” she said with an air of perturbed femininity. "I swear you kick yourselves in the balls if you'd thought we'd let you cum."

I snorted back indignantly. "Yeah, sure.” I said with the typical degrading egotism that is unfortunately also a stupid guy thing we haven't just yet worked over yet.

"Wanna bet." Jen replied with a coy sexual undertone. A lock of dirty blond hair dropped over her killer glare.

"Bet?” I replied.

"I bet you that you will let your balls get smashed, squeezed, or whatever else pains those big nuts of yours if I promise that at the end of the day, I'll get you off in whatever way you want.."

"Roman orgy?” I sarcastically implied, the swelling in my testes lessening and I was feeling brave.

"This is between you, your nut sack, and me.” Jen fired back, “But..", she added with a sultry glimmer in her eye, "I'll rub my big hot yummy pussy lips and then fuck my hole with a dildo right in front of your face if you want. Close enough to get pussy juice on your chin." I noticed that Jens shoulders were squared back and those nipples were raging hard. I could only imagine the tropical heat in her panties. "But that's at the end of the night and only if you are up to it.” she teased, and I'm sure she made her boobs sway back and forth enticingly to heighten the effect.

Needless to say, I was hard and you couldn't fit a drop more of cum in my full bouncy orbs. The way she looked sitting there, high and mighty, like she knew my answer before I knew it myself. God I wanted her.

"We're not talking **********", a clarified, some clip of an Amazon film flashed across my mind.

"That's silly", Jens answered, "If you don't have them anymore, how am I supposed to make you ache. My crotch suddenly felt the caressing presence Jen's foot as it rubbed by hard-on from side to side. The heel of her foot nestled snuggly against my two resting balls. "No permanent damage, though I hope I know your nuts well enough to know when to stop." She chided me, knowing how I have let her explore me in the past and let her know how much I liked when she played with them. "But you have to do as I say.” there was now more pressure being exerted from her heel then her toes. She shot me a sarcastic smirk as I gasped waiting for the thrust to come. But it didn't.

"If you boob flash me right now I will accept.” I answered still not fully convinced of her willingness to submit to MY sexual imagination."

"Foolish male" was all she said as she sat up straight and pressed her chest against the table. Slowly she eased up her grey university sweatshirt until the bottom of it lay flat on the table. Jen glanced around then looked me dead in the eyes and brought the sweatshirt up to her neck. I stared down at her creamy pink boobs that lay tenderly on the table like succulent fruit to be squeezed. Her reddish brown nipples jutted out engorged with stimulation. I was entranced.

Jen's foot flicked up just high enough to let my two balls slide under and then the heel pressed purposely down in a twisting motion that ensured both of my cum filled organs were flattened for an excruciating second or two. I gasped and sat up straighter than a ruler pulling my nads by their sack out from under Jen's dainty yet powerful foot. My fingers were now firmly affixed to my scrotum, massaging gingerly as I was sure the contents were no longer oval.

Jen stood up from her chair and stretched her arms above her head proudly displaying her nipple bumps to any who would care to look. "When you can stand", she said looking squarely at my enflamed crotch, "make you way over to the gymnastics equipment workout room. They have an away meet so it should be deserted. And let me just tell you right now I am so very very wet." She smiled sweetly and sauntered her pert buttocks out of the library leaving me to wish I had a spatula to lift my poor testes of the chair.

By 9:30, I had made my way, slowly, across campus to the sports facility. The fall air had not yet turned wintry so most of the teams such as the football, rugby, and track would be hold practice outside. I listened to the erratic whistle blows and the calls of teammates as I entered the facility. The training areas were on the basement level and I clenched my teeth as each step shifted the contents of my sack occasionally causing a brief painful collision.

Opening the door to the where the gymnastic apparatus were kept, I saw Jen standing in the otherwise deserted room between the pummel horse and the parallel bars. She smiled at me as I entered and her grin grew wider as she saw me walk towards her.

"I see you made it here, did you jog?” she said devilishly.

"Very funny. I see you changed", Jen still had her sweatshirt on but was now wearing the university issue shorts instead of sweatpants. The material was thin pale blue and flimsy. The joke was that you could fuck through it so as not to have to wear a condom.

"Yeah, just got shorts on and lost the bra.,” she said matter-oh- factly but knowing the ZING that shot through my sensitive pair. "But I was thinking,” Jen pursed her lower lips and stroked her hand across my chest, "I over-reacted, and considering well, what your two friends have gone through today. Well you don't have to do the bet."

While I'm sure my testicles heaved a sigh of relief, I didn't want her looking at me like a wimp. "No Jen, they're fine.” I grasped myself in a mock gesture of toughness. "I've taken worse hits in football and soccer. Thanks for caring.” I said affectionately. She really was a doll.

"Well, just the same. I want you to sit and relax for a bit if your are going to go through with it. Let them rest. I will play on the bars for a while.” Jen said with a caring smile,"Oh.. But first change.” she held out a pair of male university short, "I could ask for the jock, it was too embarrassing.” she looked sheepishly. "And I can inspect your testicles for damage too before we start."

"Sure thing.” I said suddenly confident this was going my way. I sat down on the mat and pulled off my sweatpants and boxers in a single pull.

Jen knelt down and reached up to my groin with her right hand, she found my scrotum and started rolling around my balls methodically with the left hand. "They are swollen. Are they still very sore." She poked my left nut with her nail watching for my reaction.

I did my best to make the jolt of agony that ran up my teste look like a mere tinge of hurt. "See, I'm ffine."

"Well like I said before, not having nuts,” Jen took the short material near her crotch and pulled it aside to reveal curly soft tufts of her deep brown pubic hair and just a small portion of her pussy lips before letting the short fall back in place, "I don't know how bad they hurt or how much they can take.” the last part of her sentence had an eerie tone.

"Balls like iron.” I said in my best bad Russian accent. "You just wait till later.” I teased thinking of the victory conditions of the bet.

"Well fine. You sit and I'll play.” Jen said as she turned and proceeded to mount the parallel bars by throwing one of her legs high and wide up on the bar. My eyes instinctively shot down to her vee and I was rewarded by another brief view of her twat.

As I watched, Jen twisted, and stretched, jiggled and straddled the hard wooden bar I realized a dull pain settling into my genitals as I spied further tantalizing glimpses of the boob as she flipped, her pussy as she spread wide across the bars and there was her delicious butt bending and twisting. She then moved to the horse apparatus and slowly bent over it and brought her legs up, ass and labia thrust out directly toward me.

"Isn't this just like doggie style", she said seductively as she turned her head to look back at me.

I was up and going towards her, my bulge straining the material of my shorts, throbbing to be free. But Jen swung over the other side of the horse leaving it between her and me.

"Good. Now it's your turn. What I want is simple. From a run, come up, hit the vaulting board and propel yourself onto the horse landing in between the handgrips. Like you were jumping up on a horse from behind.” Jen said in a straight forward instructional tone.

"Can I use my hands?” I asked not having touched a pommel horse since elementary school.

"Sure." Jen replied.

"How many times?” I prodded.

"Until I say stop, just like the rules I explained.” Jen said smartly.

The pommel horse was not a problem the first six times. I made sure I hit the vault board well and used my arms to propel and guide me over the hand grip and ease my landing to a gentle thud on the horse's giving material.

Seven is no longer a number I feel is lucky. This time I did not hit the vault with as much power, feeling slightly tired, and while my arms thought they cleared the grip. My testicles clearly disagreed as they smashed into the grip causing them to push back tight against my backside where I promptly landed. SQUISH.

I sat there, pancaked balls still underneath by buttocks as pain exploded in my sack. It was not a sharp precise pain but rather a massive generalized throbbing explosion that paralyzed me."

"Baby, are you OK?" pointy nippled Jen bounced over to the horse and saw the look on my face.

"Uh oh, I know that look. You just sit there for a while. Did it hurt less than the chair because of the padding?” Jen asked, her hands folded between her legs mimicking my anguish. "That happened to my pussy once, and I needed an ice pack." Jen said as she stared at me.

I could only grunt as I realized I was still sitting on my own nuts and would have to move to get them free.

Jen must have been telepathic, "If you use your arms you might be able to push up without crushing one or the other. They must really be squashed,” she said with a grin.

A short time later I had managed to sit up from where I landed and writhed in pain on the mat. "You’re doing great sweetie, just a few more times if you’re up to it.” Jen called out.

Times eight, nine and ten were only mild torment as I strained every muscle in my arm ensuring my landings on the horse were soft and controlled.

The eleventh time, my hand slipped and my nuts didn't so much hit the grip as I was going over it but rather collided directly with it as the rest of me hit the rest of the apparatus. Off the deceptively soft padded horse I bounced and was thrown to the mat. There I decided to take my heart rate by counting the throb rate of my poor over swollen testicles.

Jen raced over and sat on top of me, her curved backside at my face as I felt her hands reach into my shorts and feel around. Glancing up, I spied a soft pink wrinkled lip pressed against her shorts and smelled the unmistakable fragrance of wet aroused vagina.

Jen turned around and I felt her grip firmly adjust itself on my balls, "Is it better than smelling salts." She wiggled her butt before me. "I count two which means you didn't crack any eggs in half and you’re quite hard. If felt her tongue on the tip of my penis. "Dripping cum too. That should relieve the pressure."

Jen vaulted forward, her hot pussy now out of my reach. "Now onto the parallel bars..."

"This is easy," Jen explained as she twirled a lock of her long sandy hair around her finger, other hand placed sexily on her hip. "Mount up and lock your arms and then start to swing back and forth till you get a good rhythm and momentum going. Then do as I say."

"Alright.” I murmured cautiously, thankful to be off the horse. I got in between the bars and jumped up feeling every never ending in my jewels go up with me.

"Great job, honey.” Jen exclaimed cheerily, "Now swing!"

Back and forth I swung till my body was horizontal to the floor. This was easy.

"Now swing your body up and over till you are one side of the bars but don't dismount. You'll be sitting sort of side saddle.” Jen instructed a proud glimmer in her eye.

After two more swings, I vault myself over and landed perfectly sidesaddle.

"Hey, your a natural.” Jen cheered me on and playfully boob flashed me. "That's your reward.” she teased. "Now let's do it again."

I was doing fine for the first fifteen minutes, I'd even got Jen to show me her firm taut backside. Then once again like on the horse I didn't get quite enough momentum. My foot hit the bar and only one of my legs cleared the bar along with my lucky left nut. The right however collided solidly with the bar and I let out a high-pitched squeak that even made Jen grimace. Then blackness.

"Honey,,,Honey, speak to me.” were the words I heard as my vision went from shadowy blur to the wavy form of Jen hovering above me.

“Look at his nut, it’s huge!” came another female voice that was familiar but I was unable to focus as my whole world became the pulsing, sharp ache between my legs. It moved my hand and felt the saggy soft hairy flesh that was my scrotum. It felt puffy and hot and as I went to feel for my balls, I felt a sharp jolt that sickened my belly and made me arch my back the moment I prodded my right gonad.

“His right one must be on fire. Did you see him twitch? His ball is busted. You just might...”

“Alright Samantha.” I heard Jen say in a clearly flustered tone.

“Jen..” I called her name came as another eruption of pain sent fire through my groin.

“I’m here baby. Shh. It’s gonna be OK. Shh. “, I heard her soothing voice and felt what must be her boob pressing against my face. It was so soft and all I could notice was how nice she smelled.

“Mmmyy bbballs?” I stammered realizing for the first time that I might not have them.

“Shhh baby, they’re there. One just is about as big as my boob right now. Nothing for you tonight. Shhhh”, Jen said in a voice that was mixed with concern and mirth.

“Jen, we have to get him outta here. You don’t want to have to explain all this. No guy will go near you.” Samantha said clearly beginning to freak out.

“Can you walk baby, I know your balls must hurt like hell but we can’t get caught. They’ll expel us.” Jen was starting to loss it to.

“I’ll try.” Was all I could manage through the waves of pain that assailed by guts.

“We’ll help. Sam get on his other side.” Jen instructed her friend.

I felt the two of them push me up into a sitting position and a cramp of nausea made me push back down but they held me.

“Now up!” Jen said as the two girls hoisted me up by my armpits. My legs felt rubbery and I truly believed my balls were no two big balloons of agony in front of my body. I started to lose balance and fall forward. My balloons would pop!

“No!” I screamed but it came out as a shrill whisper as I hugged and grabbed the girls closer to me.

“OWW! He has my tit”, Sam yelped, “That’s my tit!”

“Our tit’s”, Jen corrected in a throaty moan. “Baby stop, your hurtin our boobies!”

“I’ll fix his other nut!” Sam warned.

That made it through to me and I loosed my hold on their soft fleshy mounds.

“It’s gonna bruise.” Sam said as I watched her rub the side of her breast through her blue tee-shirt.

“It’s alright you got nobody touching them anyway.” Jen teased.

“Bitch.” Sam retorted.

The journey back to Jen’s dorm was a pain filled fog marked only by excruciating jolts of agony as my two orbs throbbed in a sea of hurt. I listened as Jen filled Sam in on all the details.

“You made him do that after the horse!” Sam exclaimed.

“I didn’t make him do anything”, Jen protested…

“It must have go crushed right on the bars. EWW. I did that once and my clit tingled for a week, and not in a good way.” I heard Sam through the fog of agony.

“Is that why they call you monster clit?” Jen teased again.

“Fuck you twat!” Sam shot back. “But at least you won the bet.” She chuckled, “Too bad you won’t enjoy his for a while.”

“Are you kidding? Look how hard he is. He’s been like that all day.” Jen whispered uselessly as I lapsed into and out of consciousness.

“Well then build him a nut shield, get on top, and go to town”, Sam mused.

“I would but”, Jen cracked up.

“What???” Sam demanded.

“They say that if your like he is a you cum. It’s like twice as worse as getting kicked there in the first place”. Jen confided.

“Seriously?” Sam asked her girlfriend.

“I don’t know, THEY say it is.” Jen replied.

“They?”

“Yeah, I guess they who must have busted nuts.” Jen said giggling more as Sam’s laughter add to the mix.

“Home sweet home, honey”, Jen whispered in my ear as she and Sam laid me on her bed. I moaned and cupped my jewels protectively as they burned.

“Take his pants off.” Sam said, “Make sure there is no bleeding.”

“AHHH”, I groaned as the elastic band momentarily pulled my left ball. Then I felt warm fingers lift and roll both balls for inspection. Finally a warm wet sensation.

“Yuck, you kissed his sac.” Sam said in disgust. “Sac-kisser.”

“Cunt.” Jen replied.

“Call me that again and I’ll..”

“You’ll what”, Jen challenged.

“I’ll hit your boyfriend in his little nut”, Sam replied and the two broke into further laughter.

I opened my eyes to the sound of Jen’s TV and a darkened room. My eyes adjusted and I made out the two forms of Jen and Sam lying on either side of me watching TV, there feet next to my chest. Both were in nightshirts and panties, which I could now see clearly. I felt a throb in my genitals and realized my hands were holding the warm flesh of my scrotum. My penis was flaccid and drooped wearily over my sac. Applying the slightest touch, I moved my fingers along the right ball then the left. Both still there, but very tender.

“I’ve got the best view in the house.” I spoke announcing my consciousness to the girls. Jen looked back and smiled while Sam sat up to conceal her panties from my view.

“Too late, Sam. Your crotch panel is permanently embedded in his memory”, Jen told her friend.

“How you doin baby?” Jen snaked herself along my side. I felt her warm boob nudge into my arm.

“A little sore, but no worse for the wear.” I assured her.

“And how are they doing?” Jen’s hand laid over mine and Sam laughed when she heard the word they.

“They are good enough to collect on the bet?” I said slyly.

“Collect?” Jen said looking me in the eye. “You lost.”

“No. I have done everything you told me to and the day is over.” I announced smugly.

“You passed out moaning about you testicles you little shit.” Jen cursed angrily. “Sam and I had to drag your sorry as back here.”

“And I got the mark on my tit to prove it.” Sam chimed in.

“Then I guess it’s a draw?” I retorted seeing this as the last chance to salvage any manhood pride.

“No fucking way.” Jen said with fire in her eye. She looked at the clock. “It’s not midnight yet and I have one final task to ask you. And it will prove I’m right.” I could help but notice how both nipples were once again standing out proudly.

“Name it.” I said smugly.

“I know you’re horny.” Jen said pointing at my hard cock. “But how would you like it if I sucked you off while you were watching Sam here strip?

“Jennifer Alice!” Sam exclaimed, “You twat!”

“I didn’t say he could hump you just watch you. Besides, you’ve seen my boyfriends rock hard cock and I know you’ll be diddling yourself to it later.” Jen replied with sheer certainty.

Sam started to protest but stopped as she noticed Jen staring directly at her two engorged nipples standing out. “Well, I’ll show him my tits. No pussy!” Sam said firmly pulling she shirt further down her slender thigh.

“OK”, Jen said turning her attention to me. “I’ll give you the best head of your life while you feast your eyes on Sam’s big knockers. They’re very nice too. I’ve seen them. But…” Jen paused.

“But what?” I questioned feeling the hairy on my nuts stand on end.

“We each get to kick you in the balls once. And if you can stand on your own before midnight you win. You get the blowjob now and me later.” Jen’s face became very pouty and she looked at me with lust in her eyes. “What will it be sweetie?”

“I’ll do it”, the words came out without even thinking.

Sam look astounded, “I don’t believe it. You just spent almost the last twelve hours clutching you precious nuts for dear life and now your going to risk them in their condition for a blowjob and promissory fuck later!”

Jen looked smug and content, “See, I knew it. Guys are all alike. They just want to get off.”

I looked at them both and for once was speechless. She was right. I had to hand it to her. I would do just about anything if it meant later I would be tongue deep in her quim licking like my life depended on it. And then the ecstasy of entering her warm, moist hole. I guess I’m just a slave to pussy. Then my words finally returned.

“Can you both be topless when you kick me?”

Jen and Sam both burned holes through me with their stares as they heard my question. The oddly enough, they both smiled and said “Sure.”

Sam’s tits were truly amazing. Her areola was the purest pink and on it sat a little round nub that I only could imagine was delicious to touch. Jen’s breasts were their own magnificent selves and I knew every suckable inch of that hard nipple. Their breast swayed in stereo as they moved and positioned me for my task.

“Shall were kick him from behind?” Sam wondered aloud, “That way he won’t see it coming.”

“It won’t matter. He is getting two kicks. Any remember he wants to see out tits.” Jen smartly replied.

“Maybe I should let him see my bush.” Sam wondered again drawing a glare from Jen. “He’s gonna hurt real bad.”

“And I really want him thinking about your pussy as he lies on the ground.” Jen said wryly.

“Who said I’d be on the ground?” I asked adding fuel to the fire.

Both girls looked at me astounded.

“I’m just hoping that you’ll be able to do something other than eat or finger me by Christmas.” Jen answered my question. “That’s why Sam is going to kick you first.”

The girls positioned me standing with my hands at my hips and legs spread wide. My cock was standing at attention and I could still feel that my right nut was noticeably heavier and tenderer than my left.

Sam stepped back and drew the top of her foot up to just below my sac gauging how she could get the best shot. “Usually, I just do it. This is almost harder. Getting the perfect shot.” Sam surmised.

“Just on question honey?” Jen said as Sam prepared. “Were they worth it?’ motioning towards Sam’s heavy swaying bosom.

“Definit”, I never finished the word as the bony top of Sam’s foot impacted evenly across my heavy scrotum. My balls flew up and were momentarily airborne on their own before they found themselves solidly smashed between her foot and my pelvic bone. My knees buckled and I fell forwards. Spots of blackness appeared in my vision, black little balls that I though might be the ghosts of dead testicles floating before my eyes.

“See. They all make that face and breathe like that.” Jen said, not a once of regret or compassion in her voice. “Hurry up, sweetie, I have to kick you and then you have to stand before midnight. If you want your present.” I felt a moist sensation over my nose and then caught the odor of Jen’s juices. She’d rubbed a freshly dipped finger coated slickly with her scent across my nose. My nose was in heaven my balls, now swollen to the size of my scrotum, were in hell.

I grabbed the bed and pulled myself to my feet. My balls swayed against my inner thigh and throbbed with hurting passion.

“Look how big they got. Jen you can’t miss them.” Sam exclaimed.

“Nor will I” Jen warned throatily.

“Hey Rob.” Sam called out.

I looked and same had her panties pulled aside and had her labia separated between her thumb and forefingers. Even in the low light I saw it glisten.

I never saw Jen kick coming. It was a superb forward kick that drove both of my hapless balls to the back of ass and nearly inserted the left one up my asshole. Then the rest of her foot slid in devastatingly applying harrowing pressure to each ball as her foot drove through until my nuts and her calf met.

My eyes bugged out, I gasped for breath that wasn’t there and my poor balls exploded with a new dimension of pain. I tried to scream but nothing came out. And I unceremoniously fell to the floor and rolled up into a ball clutching what I hoped were still my balls.

“Ten minutes till midnight, honey, do you think you can lift those heavy pain & cum filled balls off the floor. I think they are actually bigger than my boobies.” Jen said in a soft teasing voice.

I lay there, noticing that the room was heady with a musky feminine smell, like when I rubbed my nose across the strip in her panties. She’d won, there was no way I was getting off the floor in ten minutes and then I thought how even if I did she’d won anyway. Her knowing the things I would put myself through to get a taste of her warm, soft, hairy pussy.

I lay there some more and felt her soft hands stroke my hair, “Thank you,” she said, “now I really have an understanding of what it is like to have nuts”….