Sofia's Kick

Sofia's Kick by FantasyBusts

By far the humiliation is the sexiest aspect of ballbusting, in my eyes, is when you, as a male, are writhing on the floor, curled in the fetal position cradling your bruised manhood, struggling to even breathe. While the girl who kicked your nuts, laughs down at you, completely clueless and careless about how much pain she just inflicted on your most sacred and personal body part that makes you a man. It's a sexual attack, in a sexual place, done by a girl or woman who knows she has nothing to worry about, for the simple fact that she doesn't have testicles, she has breasts and a vagina, and no body part is equal to, or similar, that can be kicked so easily for the same effect.

I found this out when a girl at my high school snuck up on me and swung her leg up at me and kicked me perfectly right in the bottom of both my testicles. It was the most agonizingly painful, and totally humiliating moment of my life. Not a day goes by that I don't think about her and how excruciating of an experience it was when she kicked me.

. . . .

"Uh ohhhh, that felt like a good one!!!" Sofia laughed down at me after kicking my testicles without offering my body any mercy. "Looks like that really hurt!!!" she continued giggling over me. As if she was amused by my crippling pain and unbearable embarrassment.

I had seen a lot of other guys get kicked in the balls by Sofia over the years, including some of my friends, and all of them looked to be in the worst pain of their lives. She seemed to kick boys in the nuts just for her own entertainment, completely apathetic to all the psychological changes she was leaving imprinted on all these different boys' minds. Some of them, like me, probably ended up with a ballbusting fetish. Others probably didn't think of it as anything other than something painful that happened to them at school. For the girls who witnessed Sofia pasting a guy's nuts, they saw it as the best, most simple form of comedy available. Leaving the girls curious about what it was like to drop them with such ease themselves. Resulting in some of these girls deciding to try it out, and kicking another boy at school in his nuts just to see what would happen. But none of these girls matched Sofia's skill or sheer amount of busted balls.

As I laid in the fetal position in front of Sophia, clutching my burning, aching testicles with both hands, hoping for some kind of miracle to occur and make the pain to go away, I managed to peel my eyes open and I was looking directly at her sneakers.

I look up at Sofia. She was a beautiful girl with a full womanly body ripe with with beautiful legs and curves in all the right places shown off in her shorts and lowcut black tank top.

"What... was... that... for???" I choked up at her in my weak, shaky voice.

"Does a girl have to have a reason for doing something that's so natural to her?" she giggled back at me.

She then knelt down next to me and looked my whole body up and down. The way she was positioned, I could see straight down her shirt into her deep, dark canyon of cleavage spilling out of her top's lowcut neckline.

"But if you keep looking down my shirt, I can guarantee I'll kick your balls again so hard that you'll lose one, just like Justin did last year when I kicked him."

I managed to pull my eyes away from her swollen breasts and look up into her eyes, realizing she had just caught me red-handed, as I had been checking out her cleavage without any discretion whatsoever. Being about as obvious about it as possible, right in front of her and everyone else circling around to watch what happened next, whatever that would be.

My testicles ached like hell for the rest of the school day, and still hurt into the night. The next morning though, the pain was mostly gone aside from a slight ache in my left nut, feeling a bit like blue balls that carried up into the lower stomach.

. . . .

I was dreading going to school that day and seeing Sofia. Would she make fun of me? Would she taunt me in front of her girlfriends? Or would she just smile at me to assert totally lopsided dominance that I wouldn't ever be able to get past completely, at least whenever I was around her. She was the first girl to kick my testicles. The same girl who had given me numerous erections that year at school with her big breasts and beautiful face. The same girl I had jerked off to numerous times as I thought about her in the shower, or in my room late at night when I couldn't sleep. The same girl I sat one row over from, and one row behind, in 5th period English class. I got one of the best views down her shirt in the entire class, and being left sitting at my desk with an erection that ground up against the bottom of my desk whenever I'd help myself to an eyeful of her cleavage.

But the day after she kicked me, there was something different between us now. She had actually made contact with my sex organs now, and also specifically targeted my sexual reproductive organs with her foot. Only making my penis so much harder now, that I could feel it aching up and down my entire shaft as it throbbed and pulsated in my pants, carrying the pain down into my tender, sensitive testicles as they became a dark shade of blue from more and more cum filling up my soft, squishy organs. It didn't take long for me to realize that I would have to ejaculate in order to make the pain in my balls go away again. So I raised my hand and asked to use the bathroom, using a folder to hold over my bulging erection poking straight up in the front of my shorts.

I gingerly limped down the hall into the bathroom, and went immediately into the stall furthest from the front of the bathroom, locking the door behind me and unrolling a few layers worth of toilet paper so I could catch every rope of semen fired out from my penis' dark purple head. I pumped up and down as powerfully as I could, the entire time with my eyes closed and thoughts focusing on nothing else but Sofia and her massive breasts.

It didn't take more than 20 seconds before I felt my testicles clench up against my body and my penis start to throb and pulsate, as my body prepared to empty every last bit of cum.

"Ohmy... ohmygawd... ughmygaaaaawd," I moaned softly as I felt my body spill over the edge of ejaculation. I sat there for a moment, somewhat light-headed from busting such a powerful nut.

Especially busting a powerful nut to the very girl that had kicked kicked my nuts yesterday just because she thought it would be funny to watch happen... or maybe because she had caught me ogling her breasts once or twice too, and that's why she decided to punt my balls as hard as she could when I wasn't ready for it. Whatever her reasons were, I washed my hands.

Then, I slowly walked back to class and sat down at my desk. Looking at Sofia, and eyeing her heavy milk-balloons while thinking about how amazing it had felt to ejaculate to her just then.

For the rest of class, I couldn't take my eyes off her. And when the bell dismissed us at the end of class, she turned and looked at me quickly as she stood up from her desk. I looked away from her eyes, as a heavy pain of shame and humiliation overwhelmed my chest and stomach.

And then I heard her say with a grin, "Did you really slip off to the bathroom just to jerk off to me?"

I panicked. How did she know? Did she know I had been thinking of her and her perfect breasts the entire time, from start to finish, helping me blow one of the best loads of my life? Then she motioned her head down towards my shorts and smirked, "Someone spilled on his khakis."

I looked down and saw smack dab in the middle of my crotch, a few dark stains splattered across the tan fabric I had on. Had it spilled onto my shorts where everyone would be able to see the stains? Especially the very girl that had inspired that load I blew everywhere, who just so happened to be the same girl who had kicked me square in the nuts just yesterday, completely crushing my testicles between her foot and my pelvis bone.