Ball Busting

I Was, as many people, really bored of my sexual life. Always the same, in the same places, the same positions, knowing at that time was going to come to my partner.

At The time I enjoyed more masturbating, imagining stories or read stories of other people making love. Sometimes a simple lingerie catalog lit me to the extent of masturbate two or three times a day.

Someday, sailing by Internet, I read about the “ball busting” that is not another thing that kicking or hitting the testicles.

– The S&M is not my thing. I thought, as I read.

But, to my surprise, a few minutes I had an erection at the top.

From that day on, most of the time passing Internet browsing occupied it in search pages and information about “ball busting”.  Downloading videos mpg, images, read stories and reviews.

On the street, every woman that I saw imagined her kicking my nuts. Something had to be done.

A few weeks ago, while I chatted by Skype, I dared to tell a friend (which had never seen it, because I had known her months earlier in a chat) what was happening to me.

I started to tell her in a very subtle way, thinking, if she bothered, cutting the theme and end of the matter.

She never  had dear to send me a pic, she said that while not lose some weight not would send nothing, and although we never had said our names complete (only first name), knew that lived in the same city (Caracas, Venezuela) and in heading always had been superficial themes, we never had that deep conversations.

The talks were rising in tone, until one day I asked her if she wanted to try and she answered Yes, but on the condition that her face, didn’t see because she did not want to have problems with her husband or her family. We were both excited.

Fix the appointment was nothing easy, how we could see each other with the face covered?

At the end, we stayed in a hotel in the city. I should arrive before and register with a fictitious name, which we invented the two of us previously, she would come and ask for me and I open the door with a mask and she would already have another on.

The big day arrived, I checked in, she arrived and to my surprise she was not as bad as I thought she would be.

She is not a very thin woman, but she is not bad. She has very appetizing breasts, a narrow waist and a buttock pretty well formed but broad hip.

About her face I cannot say anything, because so far I’ve never seen it!

We were, therefore, both stood there, not knowing what to say, until I broke the ice by offering her a glass of vodka (who already knew that she liked very much) and we started to chat.

We were not talking as in the chat, as the situation was a little strained, but we were loosening until we realized the bottle had ended completely and it was time to open the second bottle.

After two hours, we were laughing as crazy and talking like the best friends ever, until she said:

-So, shall we start?

I already was hot imagining what was coming, but I thought that we would not do anything than we had planned, because I didn’t want to open the topic.

I was standing and she said

– Would you like to undress or we start with what you bring?

 -Let’s start this way. I told her.

I brought a white pants and boxers, because I wanted to be as comfortable as possible.

I standed facing her, with my legs slightly separate and she pulled her first kick soft to go measuring, cause we talked about been climbing the tone and the force gradually. The two of us were completely novice in this.

First contact with her bare foot (she was still fully dressed like me), I began to excite me and I thought that this was going to get increasingly better.

She was wearing a black skirt that came to her about 10 cm above the knee, so that whenever she got up the leg to touch my testicles allowed me to see her black underwear, which I started increasingly hot.

She had 6 or 7 “kicks” (climbing leg slowly), when I told her to begin to kick a little stronger.

She began kicking harder and harder until she said:

-Are you ready?

-Yes, I’m ready, but take off your blouse.

 -We told about it and I wasn’t going to get naked, do you remember? She said to me.

-You won’t get naked, only you are staying in a brassiere. That turns me on.

Also do not know who you are!

-OK, but I think it is best that you take off your pants to be able to kick better, isn’t it?

Not only I took off my pants, but that I was completely naked in front of her and with a brutal erection. Vodka does wonders. The two were boiling excitation.

I took a zip of Vodka, I stand again in front of her, opened my legs slightly and prepared me for one of the best feelings I’ve ever had in my life.

She took off her blouse at last and when I saw those breasts framed in an amazing black bra with lace my erection became deliciously painful.

We see each other for several seconds (which were eternal) and launched her first kicked with force.

Her foot ascended toward my crotch and hit my testicles, but hit them with her ankle without causing me pain. She lowered her leg, looked at me for a few seconds and kicked back with force. The kick went direct to my ball sack. At that moment I saw all white, I folded forward and fell to the ground without air. She, as she told me later, felt a sense of power that had never experienced.

The pain was strong but delicious, although I started to lose the erection. I couldn’t believe that we were both enjoying this. She ducked to me and she whispered to my ear:

-Would you like to repeat?

-Sure, of course, Yes! Only let recover me a little. I said choppy.

She was enjoying it same as I was.

I stand up, bent towards front still and, to my surprise, started to have an erection again and as strong as the previous. The feeling of being there, naked, on the floor and she at my side watching me got me hotter than ever.

Already on my feet, cannot hold it more and started to masturbate me. Only reached to say:

-doesn’t batter you, right?

-Of course not. I Said.

-Making me exciting more than what you imagine see what you are doing.

I approached her and put a hand on her breast (the other hand was busy masturbating me) and she said:

-We agreed that there would be nothing of sex between us. Not now at least.

 I don’t know what this woman was thinking! The sexual charge that floated in the atmosphere between the two of us was tremendous.

-It’s okay. I told her. But do me a favor. Started touch you.

And began play with her breasts in an impressive way. This, without removing her bra.

This was all too much for me, but whenever I felt I was going to come, stopped the movement of my hand.

I looked hypnotized her hands playing with her breasts and she watched my hand stroking my penis.

Suddenly and without warning she pulled a kick giving me full in the eggs! The pain was indescribable! And there was I, again in the floor, but this time my hands covering my genital bruised.

I raised my view and saw something that I won’t ever forget: she was masturbating!

Had the skirt raised and rubbed quickly her pubis with her fingers over her panties. Began to moan (along with me, but I moaned from pain) and I put again of foot once I recovered a little. I started to masturbate me again and asked her to touch my balls eggs with her hand.

This time she obeyed without complaint and began to squeeze them and play with them.

Again I started to touch her breasts and this time she said nothing. I was still sore (I was sore until the following day), but that didn’t stop me came with a force that sent my cum up her skirt.

She came a few seconds after and decided to rest a while (we slept two hours!).

When my watch alarm rang, she stood up and said:

-had to be home for an hour!

She got dress as fast as she could and said goodbye give me a very tender kiss.

I followed her to the door and said:

-Goodbye?

-Not! I said. Let me take strength for the next.

 -Will it be next? She asked.

-Isn’t it? I replied.

-Sure! I wouldn’t lose for nothing go through this again.

It is worth mentioning that in no time we had removed the masks (very uncomfortable). The next session was better. I’ll tell them is coming soon.