Touch Football & Brother vs. Sister

 Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Touch Football

By golfer1

There were a number of boys in the neighborhood who got together to play touch football in the field behind my house. We had been doing this for a couple years. Occasionally one of the girls would want to join. We always let them, but we made it tough on them and they would not come back. Most of the boys did not think the girls should be playing with us. Some of the guys would get especially rough with the girls just to show them who was tougher. One of the boys, Jared was a real macho jock. He was really good at most sports. He had a well-built athletic body that most of us admired. He was only sixteen, but had the muscular body of a college kid. He was especially hard on any girl that joined us in our football games. He seemed to enjoy inflicting pain on the girls and took pleasure in running them off. He was not averse to taking a cheap shot at the girls or occasionally the guys for that matter. Occasionally he would ‘accidentally’ hit a girl in the tits. And a few times he hit a guy in the groin; always ‘on accident’. I think he liked inflicting pain and none of us wanted to mess with him.

That summer a new girl moved in down the street. I had seen her a few times and she had an incredible body. Her name was Teri. She always wore tight cotton shorts that showed off her tight round ass and her tee shirts fit tightly to her perfect round tits. I really had the hots for her but did not know how to approach her.

One day we were out playing football when she came by. She asked if she could play. As usual we agreed, knowing that after Jared had a little time, he would run her off. I however hoped she would not quit as I was really turned on by her sexy little body in her tight fitting shorts and top. She looked especially good to me that day. I hadn't noticed before, but she had a really athletic build for a girl. Her legs and arms had more than a hint of muscle.

She ended up on the team opposite Jared. It didn't take long for Jared to go to work. Teri went out for a pass and Jared was guarding her. Just as the ball got to her, he ran into her hard knocking her to the ground. He must have gotten her on the chest because as she was getting up she had her right hand on her right tit, kind of rubbing it. Jared acted like it was an accident. She told him to take it easy.

Jared just shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you can't take it you shouldn't be playing." Jared was standing there with his hands on his hips with a smug look, thinking he had shown her who was boss. He was wearing tight Levi’s that showed a fairly pronounced bulge in his crotch.

As Teri walked past Jared, she quickly, but lightly swung her left hand up between Jared's legs. She did it so quickly that at first I wasn't sure I had seen what I thought I had seen. However, Jared's reaction made it clear that she had hit him square in the balls. His hands went immediately to his groin and he double over slightly. It was not a hard hit but it certainly got his attention. Teri just kept walking as if nothing had happened. I think Jared was a bit embarrassed by it so he tried to ignore it. He still had his hand in his crotch as he went back to the huddle.

I was really turned on by the ball-busting I had just witnessed. What surprised me was the look on Teri's face right after she hit Jared's balls. She had a definite look of pleasure and I couldn't help noticing her nipples were clearly sticking out in her tight tee shirt. She was turned on by what she had done. A girl hitting a guy in the balls, having seen it happen a few times in movies, had always turned me on. But here in real life it was an incredible feeling witnessing this sexy girl getting turned on herself, hitting a guy in the nuts.

Jared was not taking his light ball-busting very well. He became even more aggressive and rough with Teri every chance he had. I was not going to take my eyes off these two because I didn't want to miss any more action. I could see Teri and Jared trading comments after a particularly rough hit, but Jared was being more careful. He was not about to let Teri hit him in the balls again. And then it happened.

Teri's team had the ball. She was back blocking for the quarterback. Jared came rushing in. She went to block him and he threw a vicious elbow right into Teri's chest, catching square on her right tit. She let out a cry of pain. She grabbed her chest and went to one knee. Jared looked down at her with his arrogant sneer and asked her when was she going to learn, girls should not be playing sports with boys.

Anger suddenly flashed on Teri's face as she jumped up. She said he would be sorry for treating her so roughly and challenged him to a fight. He just laughed and frankly she was no match for Jared. He was at least 40 pounds heavier and three inches taller than her and his bare chest was thickly muscled. There was little doubt about who would win a fight between these two. She put up her fists in a fighting stance and told Jared to come on.

He said, "You must be kidding," and laughed. She came at him and took a swing as she said she was serious. Jared ducked just in time to avoid taking a right to his chin. He was now most serious as all of us gathered around. I was shaking with excitement as I watched this sexy girl challenging this muscular jock. She came at him again and took another jab at his face. He blocked it and followed with a half strength hit to her stomach. It knocked the wind out of her and she doubled over. After a moment she caught her breath. She was wild with anger now. Jared was not ready for her next move. She straightened up quickly and threw a hard right cross that hit Jared solidly on his jaw. His head snapped back from her blow. He staggered back a couple steps, spreading his legs for balance.

I instinctively knew what was coming next. My cock was rock hard from my anticipation of what was next. I was not disappointed. Teri took one step toward Jared and kicked him square in the balls really hard. It was an awesome kick; his balls were neatly outlined in his tight Levi’s. I thought I'd explode as I watched her foot slam into Jared's crotch. Her kick had a devastating effect on Jared. He pressed his hands tightly to his groin and doubled over. He stood doubled over, fighting hard not to give in to the pain. He looked at her as he fought the waves of pain shooting through his groin.

She was half smiling and half-laughing as she said, "I said you would be sorry." Her face was also a bit flushed and her nipples were practically poking through her tee shirt, they were so firm and erect. She was clearly turned on by what she had done. It became clear to me at that moment that Teri was a really in to ball-busting. She'd obviously done it before.

Jared struggled to fight off the pain in his nuts. But it was no use. His knees buckled and he fell to the ground. He rolled onto his side and curled up still clutching his balls. Teri gave him one last kick in the side and walked off leaving all of us in semi-shock at what she had just done. Needless to say, Jared never messed with Teri after that day.

Teri continued to join us for our football games in the vacant lot. And there were a couple of other ball-bustings during our games that summer. I will write later about the experience a new boy to the neighborhood had with Teri.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Brother vs. Sister

By goldglover8

John loved to torment his little sister. It was just so much fun to watch her squirm he couldn’t help himself. He was 17 years old now and probably should have outgrown it but it was still too much fun. This particular summer day though John felt like really outdoing himself in terms of torturing her. He found her in the family room, waiting for her friend’s mom to come by and pick her up for soccer practice. “Let the fun begin,” he thought.

John’s sister Jennifer was standing in the family room, looking out the window. She was dressed in her soccer uniform waiting for her ride to practice. She wore the typical soccer outfit of white shirt and little black shorts. Her long blonde hair tied up in a pony tail. As John approached her quietly from behind he noticed something new. He could make out the outline of a bra strap underneath the back of her shirt. “When did she start wearing one of those?” he thought. She had just turned 15 recently so maybe he should have guessed. “Time to spring into action,” he told himself.

With one quick movement John reached up and grabbed the bra strap through the back of his sister’s shirt, and before Jennifer knew what was happening he pulled it back as far as it would go and released. It made a loud SNAP as it flew into Jennifer’s back.

“OWWWW!” she cried out. She whirled around with both a look of anger and embarrassment on her face.

“Stop it! I’m telling mom!” she yelled.

“Why the hell are you wearing a bra anyway? You’re just a little baby!” John laughed at her. He could tell that Jennifer was very embarrassed at having her bra snapped so he started to reach around her to do it again but she quickly backed away.

“C’mon, don’t be such a chicken,” he told her as he approached again. Jennifer was determined not to have that happen again though and much to John’s surprise she actually tried to push him away. It wasn’t much of a push but it caught John off balance and he fell backwards over the edge of the coffee table.

“You stupid bitch!” he yelled, after crashing to the floor and realizing what had happened.

Jennifer just stood her ground, uncertain of what to do next. John quickly gathered himself and rose to his feet, the anger welling up inside him of being knocked down by his little sister, and her just standing there with a smug look on her face. John moved toward his sister, determined to put her in her place once and for all. He let his hand fly, giving her a very hard slap across her face and knocking her to the floor. John could not contain his laughter as his sister fell to the floor. She looked so helpless. “Why on earth did she think she could possibly beat me?” he thought.

“How does that feel, bitch?” he asked her as he started to roar with laughter while she was on her backside clutching her face. For Jennifer though, this was the last straw, she couldn’t let her brother do this to her and get away with it. It was time to put him where he belongs, she thought.

As Jennifer slowly pulled herself to her feet, John noticed the look of rage on her face but that only made him laugh all the more. He wouldn’t be laughing for very long however as he never saw what was coming next. Jennifer took half a step back with her right leg and John thought she was backing away again. How wrong he was. Instead, she suddenly drove her stocking foot up as hard she could right between his spread legs, putting all her might, rage and strength into the kick as if she was trying to score the winning goal in the World Cup. She couldn’t have aimed any better as her foot sunk deep into John’s testicles, crushing them up against his body and making almost a crunching sound. The look of total shock on his face was worth his weight in gold as he sank to his knees, with an expression like his world had just ended.

John opened his mouth to speak then started to wonder why his sister was screaming. He quickly realized that the high pitched squealing he was hearing was coming from his own mouth. He screamed out, “My balls!” in a voice that was several octaves higher than normal, making him sound like a little girl of seven or eight.

It was Jennifer this time who could not contain herself. This was the funniest thing she had ever seen! She began roaring with laughter as John was on his knees, holding onto his busted balls and squealing like a stuck pig. “You look so pathetic right now it’s hilarious!” she exclaimed.

In response to all this noise however, in walked their mother. “What on earth is going on in here?” asked mom.

Seeing her son on his knees singing soprano she quickly turned to Jennifer. “Did you do this?” she asked her.

“You bet I did!” Jennifer responded. “But he slapped me so he deserved it!” Mom could see the welt on Jennifer’s face and knew right away that this was true.

“In that case, he got what he had coming to him. You never strike a girl John.” she told him as he kneeled there begging for mercy. Mom couldn’t help herself; he looked so helpless being brought to his knees by his little sister that it really was funny. She began laughing loudly also.

“I have to get my camera for this!” she laughed as she left the room to do just that. She returned seconds later with the camera and told Jennifer to get in the shot also, so they could remember this moment. Jennifer pushed John over onto his back with her foot. He didn’t offer much resistance. He was still gasping and he felt like his balls had been kicked clear off his body. Jennifer stood over him, put her foot on his covered crotch and smiled for the camera as her mother took the photo while John clutched his aching marbles.

To this day, Jennifer still keeps the photo in her purse, showing it to John whenever she feels he needs to be brought down a peg, telling him that she would do it again in a second. And she would too.