It had been an exceedingly long week at the office for Joe. This project he'd been working on was so far behind that aside from sleeping and taking the subway back and forth, he'd spent the whole week at the office. Finally, it was all done and complete and accepted by the client, and he could finally go home for the weekend. With all the stress and pressure, he hadn't even had time to jack off, and now that the pressure was done with, it was catching up to him. On the subway ride home, he couldn't help but notice every attractive woman on the train. The walk from the subway back to his apartment building was no better.
Then, he found himself in the elevator with that really cute, busty redhead who lived next door. He managed to say hi to her, and she said hi back, but then they didn't know what to say from there. He didn't think of himself as shy, but he would get kind of shy around her, partially because she gave off kind of a shy vibe herself. And, in this case, she was wearing a nicely low-cut top and he was trying his best not to stare at her creamy, inviting cleavage because he didn't want to wind up with a boner in the elevator. As they headed to their respective apartments, she gave him a warm parting smile which made him wonder if he'd done something right, but he couldn't think of what it might have been.
Once he was inside, he took a pee and grabbed a soda and plopped himself down in front of his laptop to log onto his favorite ball-busting site. He had just started watching a video when he got a private message from a girl he'd chatted with on the site three or four times in the past month.
firedUpGirl: Hey!
Their chat so far had been cordial and mostly consisted of her asking him questions about what he liked and why he liked it and getting him to talk about his ballbusting experiences, which he always enjoyed doing. But he hadn't really learned much about her and ballbusting. When he'd asked, she mostly said she wasn't sure or that she wasn't ready to talk about it. He was surprised that she'd messaged him, but pleased. So he paused his video and responded to her instead.
painedPecans: Hey! How are you?
firedUpGirl: I'm good, you?
painedPecans: Doing pretty well.
firedUpGirl: I haven't seen you on for the last while.
painedPecans: Yeah, work's been a big pain. Sucked all my time away.
firedUpGirl: That's too bad. Sounds pretty stressful.
painedPecans: Yeah, it was. But it's done now, so I'm in the clear. Still trying to relax afterwards, though.
painedPecans: I could use a good ballbusting.
firedUpGirl: That's relaxing?
painedPecans: Well, in the short term, it gets the heart racing, but once it's done, I feel calmer than I did to start with.
firedUpGirl: Makes sense, I guess, endorphins and whatever.
painedPecans: Okay. Sure.
painedPecans: Not much chance of a bust, though. It's just me alone in my apartment.
firedUpGirl: Do you do self-busting?
painedPecans: I tried some when I was first getting into ballbusting, but it's just not the same.
firedUpGirl: How did you get into ballbusting in the beginning anyway?
painedPecans: Well, a couple of the girls in my high school would go for guy's balls a lot on pretty flimsy excuses. In tenth grade, I saw one of them kick a guy in the balls because she thought he had taken her can of coke.
painedPecans: I found that I was paying more and more attention to girls who did and thinking about them more. I didn't really know what was up, why these girls seemed extra exciting, but they did.
painedPecans: Later when I got the internet, I started looking around and I wound up finding some videos and then found some discussion boards and stuff. That's when I figured out that it was definitely a fetish.
firedUpGirl: Makes sense.
painedPecans: How did you get into it?
firedUpGirl: It's a funny story, actually.
firedUpGirl: When I was younger I used to kick boys in the balls, but I never really thought of it as a sexual thing.
firedUpGirl: But then, one of my neighbors, when he first moved in, used my WiFi without asking. I didn't mind, but since I'm a sysadmin, I kept logs of what sites he visited. I gave them a look over, and saw this site on it.
firedUpGirl: I'd never heard of a site like this, but when I gave it a look, I found it really exciting.
painedPecans: I stole wifi when I first moved in too. :)
firedUpGirl: So I've been watching videos and chatting with people here ever since.
painedPecans: Did you ever tell the guy what you knew?
firedUpGirl: Sort of, but not really.
painedPecans: Did you ever bust his balls?
firedUpGirl: Nope.
painedPecans: Not your type?
firedUpGirl: No, he's cute. I'm just not sure about whether or not he wants me to.
painedPecans: If he chats here, he probably does.
painedPecans: Do you know what his userid is?
firedUpGirl: Yup.
painedPecans: Ever chat with him.
firedUpGirl: A little.
painedPecans: Well, you should just ask him if he wants it then.
firedUpGirl: How would you feel if one of your neighbors wanted to kick your balls?
painedPecans: Well, it depends what neighbor. If it was the creepy old woman, then I'd rather not.
painedPecans: But there's this really cute redhead who lives next door. She could totally bust my balls as much as she wants.
firedUpGirl: Really?
painedPecans: Oh yeah, definitely. She's very pretty and shapely. I ran into her in the elevator today and had a hard time not staring.
firedUpGirl: So if she just came over and kicked you in the balls with no warning, how would you react?
painedPecans: It's be really turned on and probably thank her.
firedUpGirl: Okay, I'll do it.
painedPecans: Do what? Ask the guy if you can bust him?
A couple of minutes passed, and he didn't get a response. In the meantime, he watched another video and was soon rock hard watching a cute girl knee this guy over and over.
painedPecans: You still there?
Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. He tucked his erection into his waistband as best he could and went to open it. To his surprise, it was the redhead from next door. She was holding a measuring cup in her hand.
"Hey," she said, "can I borrow a cup of crushed nuts?"
"I don't think I have any crushed nuts," he replied.
"Oh, well, I can fix that." Without any further warning, she suddenly swung her foot forward hard, kicking him right in the crotch. Her hit was square on target and forceful, trapping his balls against his pubic bone. He grabbed his balls and let out an "Eep!" as he collapsed to the floor.
"How was that?" she asked. He didn't answer. He started to wiggle some on the floor from the pain. She went and closed the door and then she waited until he calmed down and tried again. "Are you going to thank me?"
A quiet "what?" was his only reply.
"Are you going to thank me?" she asked again.
"I don't understand," he said quietly.
"You're cute, but definitely a little dumb."
He didn't respond.
"You really still aren't getting it are you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," he said, sounding honestly perplexed.
"Okay. Well, I guess I'll see you around, then," she said. She left his apartment, shaking her head. He was so clueless. Still, she couldn't help but feel a tingle in her loins from busting his balls. When she got back to her apartment, she went and got her vibrator from her nightstand and headed back out to her sofa where she'd left her laptop. She was planning to watch some BB videos and think about what she'd done and play with herself with her vibrator. But when she got to her laptop, she realized that she'd left it open. And more surprising, there were a couple of messages for her.
painedPecans: You still there?
painedPecans: OMG! You'll never believe what just happened.
She sighed to herself, but figured that at least it would be fun hearing about it from his perspective.
firedUpGirl: Did she bust your balls?
painedPecans: Yeah, it was amazing. She knocked on my door and asked me if she could borrow some crushed nuts. Then she kicked me in the balls.
firedUpGirl: Was it as exciting as you'd hoped?
painedPecans: Absolutely! I am so turned on right now.
firedUpGirl: Did you thank her?
painedPecans: No. Why do you ask?
firedUpGirl: Well, when I asked you what you'd do if your neighbor busted your balls, you said you'd get turned on and that you'd thank her.
painedPecans: Oh yeah, I did say that. Haha.
painedPecans: No, I didn't thank her. I did get really turned on, though.
firedUpGirl: What turned you on about it?
painedPecans: Well, first off, it was a total surprise. She just took me down with one shot. It was totally sexy being humiliated by a hot girl like that.
firedUpGirl: Why'd she do it?
painedPecans: That's the weird thing. I have no idea.
firedUpGirl: Think she'll do it again?
painedPecans: I wish I knew!
firedUpGirl: Do you want her to?
painedPecans: Heck yeah. Although I wish I knew why she was doing it.
firedUpGirl: She's probably just doing it because she likes it. I bet she'll do it again.
painedPecans: I hope you're right.
firedUpGirl: What are you going to do now?
painedPecans: Probably rub one out thinking about it.
painedPecans: I'm so horny. I haven't had time to masturbate in like a week.
firedUpGirl: Sounds like you're in danger of getting blue balls.
painedPecans: Could be. I've never gotten them before.
firedUpGirl: Really? Wow. I thought every guy had gotten them at some point.
painedPecans: Nope. Guys say it really hurts your balls, but I don't know.
firedUpGirl: I bet I could give you blue balls if you let me. How about it?
painedPecans: How would you do that?
firedUpGirl: Well, we could do cam2cam and as long as you promise to do what I tell you, touch yourself when I tell you to, and not cum unless I say you can, I bet I could leave you with blue balls.
painedPecans: That sounds exciting.
firedUpGirl: Let me go change into something sexier before we cam.
She didn't have a lot of sexy underwear, but she did have this one very small bikini she'd never had the guts to wear in public, so she figured that would be perfect. Over that she layered a very tight blue t-shirt and some tight pants. Once she was changed, they connected on cam. She hid her face, but was glad to see that he was showing his.
She wondered if he would recognize her voice in the chat, but he didn't seem to. They started out just talking some. He was very complimentary about how hot she looked, but was disappointed that she wasn't showing her face. She told him that she thought he was handsome. They talked about talking in the chat room and how being on camera was different. He reiterated how stressful his week had been and went into a little more detail, including how he had been too busy to jerk off. She asked him to go ahead and whip it out. He didn't need much encouragement and pulled it right out to show her. It was a nice cock of average length, but thicker than normal, already completely hard. He had lotion by the bed and she had him put some on his cock and she instructed him on how to stroke it, making him go agonizingly slowly.
She had him slowly tease himself, over and over: stroking to near the edge and then stopping. As he did this, she slowly revealed more and more of herself. At first she just showed off her figure in her tight clothes. Then, she stripped off her shirt for him showing the little bikini top underneath and her creamy cleavage, which he was very enthusiastic about. And then several edges later, she slowly slid her pants off. First she showed off her legs and feet to him, running her hands along them. Then she let him have a close-up view of her butt and then her crotch. He stroked himself to both the view from the front and from the back. He talked about how he especially loved how the Brazilian back to the bathing suit only covered her ass about half way. All through this, she talked dirty to him, urging him to imagine her right there with him, playing with him and busting his balls. After he'd edged enough and begged enough, she finally gave him a quick flash of her nipples.
Not wanting to stay topless yet, she went and found some baby oil in the bathroom, brought it back, and, still wearing her bikini, began to oil herself up on camera. She had him edge himself again and again, imagining his hands rubbing the oil onto her. At this point, it had been over an hour, and she could see him starting to get desperate. He started to beg more and more for relief rather than just more skin. So she made him stop stroking himself entirely when it was time to finally take her top off and show her pert breasts in all their glory. He just sat there with his cock pulsing as she slowly peeled off her top and began to oil up her nipples and play with them. Eventually, she let him start stroking again, very, very slowly.
"My balls are starting to feel heavy like they're full of cum," he said.
"Good," she replied. "That's the blue balls starting."
She made him edge himself twice more and then she made him take his hands off his cock again. It stood rigid and glistening from all the lotion as she inched her bottoms down, little by little until finally he could see wisps of her bush and then her labia itself. She let him resume stroking, but only at a snail's pace as she moved herself closer to the camera and began to oil it up.
When she slipped a finger between her lips and began to masturbate, he let out a whimper. She started to rub her clitoris with one hand as she stuck her middle finger from her other hand inside herself. And as she started to rub quicker and quicker, she ordered him to stop jerking. She told him he could play with his balls, but no more. As she stroked herself and watched him desperately massaging his own testicles, hoping to get enough stimulation, she imagined squeezing his increasingly purple balls herself and she had no trouble getting off. Her body bucked from the first orgasm. It was quick and unexpected. But the second one which followed a few seconds later was longer and more intense. When she was done riding the wave of it, she became more conscious of him telling her how badly his balls had begun to ache.
"Welcome to blue balls," she said, smiling. "Are you enjoying me busting your balls?"
"This is very hot," he said, "but I can't take it any more. I need release. This is too much."
"In truth," she said to him through the computer, "if I made you, I promise you could take much more than this. But, I think that this has been good. Are you ready to cum? There's just one more thing you have to do for me."
"Anything! Please!"
"Go knock on your neighbor's door and ask her to kick you in the balls again."
"I can't do that. It's like ten o'clock. She's probably asleep. And I'm naked."
"You can put a robe on, but I'm 100% sure she's still up."
"What if she calls the cops?"
"She busted you before, I'm sure she'll do it again."
"I can't just do that."
"Well, then, I guess you don't get to cum."
"What?"
"You promised you wouldn't cum until I said so. That was the deal. You don't ask her to kick you in the balls, I say you can't cum yet."
"But I can't."
"Listen to me, as a woman, I can tell you, this will go completely fine. She wants you to ask. I can tell. So go wrap yourself up in a bathrobe and go ask."
"But, I …" the sentence trailed off.
"Okay," she said, "blue balls forever it is. I'll see you in the chat room." She leaned in as if she were about to close the connection.
"Wait! Okay! I'll do it." Maybe it was the reassurances she offered or how horny he was but he was convinced. He got up from the computer and went to find his robe. He wrapped himself up in it and tucked his keys into his pocket. He had butterflies in his stomach as he stood before her door. His mind was screaming about what a bad idea this was, but his hard dick and his aching balls were begging for relief. And the more fetish-oriented part of his brain was imagining that she would probably kick him again, even if it was in anger and that a kick would be amazing. Slowly, he raised his hand to the door and knocked.
When she opened the door, she was still stark naked and oiled all over. "Can I help you?" she said, pretending to be surprised to find him there.
His first response was actually embarrassment. He thought that he had interrupted her in the middle of something and he stammered, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean…" and at that point, his eyes and his brain finally got together noticed how familiar her breasts and nipples and the curve of her waist and hips were and suddenly recognized her as the girl he'd just been edging himself to for the last couple of hours. "Wait! It's you? Has it always been you?" His brain wasn't quite entirely caught up.
"Come on in, dummy," she said, smiling and grabbing him by the belt of his robe and tugging him to come in.
He followed the tug. "You're firedUpGirl?" he asked.
"Yup."
"So, I've been chatting with you all this time."
"Duh." She smiled.
"I don't know what to say," he stammered.
"Say 'Please kick me in the balls!'" she replied, laughing.
"Please kick me in the balls?" he said, still a little confused.
"Certainly!" she said, untying his robe and helping him out of it. She took his hands in hers, smiled, took a step back, and kicked him hard in the balls. She enjoyed the look of pain on his face as he crumpled silently to the ground. He curled up in a ball, clearly in agony. "Okay," she said, "now you're allowed to cum."
He looked up at her from the ground, confused. Despite the pain he was in, she could see that his cock was still hard.
She smiled down at him. "Here, up on your knees," she said, helping him up. "Okay, now start jerking."
He didn't need any extra encouragement for that one. As soon as she said it, he grabbed his cock and started stroking vigorously. She smiled at him and pulled her leg back and kicked him in the balls. This time was not nearly so hard as the previous, and the result was that he gave a little grunt and kept stroking.
Seeing this, she swung her leg back again and kicked him in the balls once more, this time definitely harder, but not using nearly all her strength. This time, he pitched forward, his face now turned towards the floor, in pain. But he didn't stop stroking: his hand was still wrapped around his hard cock, stroking it desperately. After a couple of minutes, he managed to pull himself back up, his eyes running up and down her naked, oiled form, eager to drink in every inch of her smooth skin, including her broad pelvis, narrow waist, and those big amazing breasts of hers, still glistening from the oil.
She could tell that the way he was stroking, he was going to blow his load very soon. Her mischievous nature came to the front and she decided to hold him off a little further, to increase the pressure of the tease one more level. This in mind, she stepped back and delivered a devastating full force kick right to his balls, smashing them had against his pubis with the top of her foot. He pitched right over onto the ground, overwhelmed by the pain. Right off, he moaned and grabbed at his balls and kicked his legs from the pain. He even stopped stroking his cock, so overwhelmed by the pain he was. Instead, he just lay there moaning. The kick had been so hard, she'd even hurt her foot just a little, and was silently nursing it.
Watching him moaning and writhing on the floor, she reached down and began to finger her clitoris again. As her fingers pushed hard against her clit, soon she found her eyes closing and another orgasm approaching. She leaned against the wall, her legs feeling weak, and felt a huge surge of pleasure surge over her. It lasted just a few seconds, but when she opened her eyes again, she saw him struggling to his knees again and beginning to stroke his still hard cock once more. She stopped leaning against the wall and stepped forward, lining up a kick.
"No, please!" he begged. "Not another one like that!"
His pleading tone pleased her, and she was, of course, planning to let him get off soon, especially since the ache in her foot meant that she wasn't going to kick quite that hard again that night, but she wanted to keep him in the dark to further the tease. "Well, maybe I will, maybe I won't. It's all gonna depend on how I'm feeling. If you want to get off, your poor balls are gonna stay at my mercy. You'd just better stroke yourself with intensity." And then she gave his balls a little tap with her toes. His body jerked in response, even though it had been quite gentle. Apparently, the hard kick had left him very tender. She tapped again, to the same result, and then she kept tapping. With each tap, he jerked, but he stayed up and kept tugging his cock. And somewhere around the tenth tap, she saw him tensing up more and more, and she accelerated the pace of her tapping. A few taps later, he erupted just as her foot was tapping his testicles. The first shot of his cum was so forceful that it shot up all the way past her knee and onto the top of her thigh. His second shot was on her upper calf, and the rest of his spunk spilled out onto her ankle.
She found herself, in spite of herself, giggling once she thought about everything that had lead to this moment. He just said, "Oh, God!" and looked exhausted. She was very turned on, but he seemed completely drained, kneeling there, almost motionless, his cock hard cock now going soft in his hand.
"Well," she said, "I'm going to go shower and clean up. You can join me if you want." And off to the shower she headed. She wasn't really sure whether or not to expect him, but a couple of minutes later, he stuck his head in the bathroom. She invited him in and when he got in, he had a big grin on his face, pleased in part to finally get to touch her instead of just looking at her. She had washed the cum off first thing so it was already gone by the time he got there, but she let him help wash all the oil off using her body wash. He seemed to thoroughly enjoy it.
When it was time to wash her boobs off he volunteered eagerly. He soaped them from behind, kneading her heavy breasts in his hands and playing with her nipples. And, when she told him that was enough, he didn't want to let go. She put up with it for another minute or two, but then, finally, she grabbed him by his naked balls and squeezed until he let them go and called uncle. When she turned around to face him, she found his cock was rock hard again, and smiled looking at it.
Once they had gotten out of the shower and dried off, she grabbed him by the balls again, giving him a solid squeeze and then using them, she pulled him to her bedroom. There, they lay on the bed and made out, his hard cock pressing against her naked belly as they kissed and hugged and pressed against each other, rolling back and forth on the bed. Finally when he couldn't take it any longer, he asked "Please, please, can I be inside you?"
"Sure," she said, pleased about how he had asked, "do you have a condom?"
"Uh, well, in my bed room," he said, sounding as if it were far away.
"Well, then, go get it."
He got up out of bed and went rushing back to his apartment, his hard cock bobbing in front of him. She could see from the bedroom that he didn't even stop to put his robe on, instead risking being seen naked in the hallway in his hurry. She was very eager, herself, to feel him inside, but still she had to laugh when she saw him come back very quickly, get his keys from his robe, and leave again. A moment or two after that, he returned with a condom in hand. His hard cock was still wagging in front of him, and when he got into the bedroom, she was sitting on the bed, waiting. She took the condom from him, unwrapped it and unrolled it over his throbbing member, much to his enjoyment. Then she pulled him down onto the bed and climbed on top. She guided his penis into her, and then rode him as he started thrusting.
The feeling of his thick cock inside of her was divine. All the ball busting and teasing had left her very well lubricated inside and clearly gotten his dander up as well. He slid in and out quickly and forcefully. She soon reached another orgasm. Down below, he was loving the view, her naked body atop him, including her big breasts which jiggled and bounced with every thrust of his cock. After he saw her orgasm for the first time, he nearly lost it and came again, but he managed to just control himself long enough to keep thrusting until, just another minute later, she came again. This time was too much, and he filled the condom with his hot spunk.
Feeling that he was done, she rolled off him and, snuggling up beside, him gave him a kiss and told him how terrific he'd been.
"Maybe," he said, sounding hopeful, "I'm not so dumb after all."
"No," she said, smiling, "you're still an idiot, but you're my idiot and you're sexy as hell". He accepted that, and they snuggled up.
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