Hello Redditors,
I was bored in the plane, here is my first contribution. English is not my first language (especially on an iPhone keyboard) so I apologize for the grammar.
WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.
I hope some of you will still enjoy the story. Feel free to comment (in good or bad).
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The following story is entirely true… Up to a certain point, before it becomes fantasy. Notice: the fantasy starts much later than you may think.
WARNING: this story contains violence and blood. Consensually. Kind of.
I included a (lot of) background for the story. Too long : skip to the ——-
I first met L when I was twelve. She was the sister of a friend I used to play online video games with, and one year older than me. We started chatting online and, pretty fast, we became friends, although we lived several hundred miles apart. At some point — I don’t remember it that well, we decided to add webcam to our chats. She is blond with very light blue eyes, and was already very pretty for her age, around 14 by that time. We kept chatting online and we soon became very close friends, and then best friends.
As I wanted to meet her brother and (mostly) her in real life, I got my parents to go on holidays in her town. We met as friends and talked during the afternoon, then my parents would come get me. It was a very nice holiday, and when it was time to go back I almost cried, though I didn’t understand why. Or, more likely, didn’t want to admit to myself that I loved her. When we went back to chatting online, it became obvious to anyone beside us two that we were a bit more than friendly.
We kept chatting for about a year when she got her first crush. As a friend, I advised her on how to approach him and they finally got together. A short time after, I was back to her town around her brother’s birthday invited to his party. Obviously, L was there with her boyfriend and they spent most of the night stuck by the lips. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but I knew I would have given a lot to be him.
That night, I was invited to spend the night at her parent’s home. She had a superposed bed, and I slept on the upper one while she was in the bottom one. I had never slept this close to a beautiful girl, and I was hard when I went to sleep, but nothing happened. We spent the next few days together — she took me around the city, while the bf was on holidays with his family, then it was time to go home.
I went through a very rough patch after coming home, in retrospect in reaction to her having a boyfriend, but 14 year-old me didn’t realize it. She dumped the bf shortly after, and at some point I got my parents to invite her to my home — we have a guest room downstairs. We spent the week together, and I showed her around the city. At some point, my dad drove us to some place in the mountains, and L fell asleep on my shoulder on the drive home. This was my most intimate moment with a girl so far. I didn’t move for the whole trip back, and I was lost in the scent of her hair. I clearly remember my dad giving me a thumbs up.
When we got home, L and I went to my room to chat / play, and ended up sitting on my bed reading comics. I tried my chance at this point, and put my arm around her shoulder. She didn’t respond, but later let me know that she didn’t really want to be touched, and I didn’t try it again until she went back.
A short while afterwards, she was probably around 16, she got bf number two. At this time, there were a huge students strike and schools were blocked. At night, when we chatted, she would tell me about how she went to bf’s home instead of going to class. I was a little jealous, and at some point she told me that “he knows me better than you do, but only physically”. By that time, she had started developing pretty well and, as a 15 year-old boy, breasts were the center of my universe. I started imagining all kinds of scenarios for what this sentence meant — she told me later that they went as far as hj. She dumped bf #2 shortly after, and we planned for her to join me and my parents on holidays the next summer.
In between, I got close to a girl, G, at my school. I remember my first thought when I saw her was that she kind of looked like L — blue eyes, bond hair, but sadly pretty flat chested. We started dating, then kissing and exploring our bodies, but didn’t go all the way before the beginning of summer. By the time, L was with bf #3 and went all the way with him. He apparently had a great dick he was really proud of, and had her measure him — 18 cm. But, as she told me, it was a bit too big. We were pretty open about our sex life at this time.
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Summer arrived and we were both in a relationship at that point. We still spent two weeks in a small house in the mountains, and would lie on the road at night to watch the stars and listen to music together. One day, as L was in the shower, I noticed that I could see through the pinhole of the bathroom door. She was still in the cabin so I didn’t see anything at first. And then I made one of the worst decisions in my life, and left without waiting for her to get out. I’ve fantasized a great many times about what I would have seen. The perfect shape of her C-cup breasts. Her flat stomach and smoothly shaved sex, and her delicate pussy — she had an innie, I decided along the way. But no, I had to be a good guy and think about G. right before this moment.
This happened on the last day of holidays, and when I got back to G. I stopped thinking about it for a while. By September, we had our first time with G. and, shortly after, our first sex marathon — 7 times in the night. G. was an A-cup with pretty pink nipples. When she didn’t wear a bra, they would always be poking through her top. To my regret, I could never get her to shave her pussy, and I didn’t really enjoy going down on her. We stayed together for almost 5 years — up until college, I was 20. We went to different colleges, although pretty close by, and I would sleep in her room every weekend. By the middle of the first year of college, though, sex had slowed down a lot. When I asked her about it, she admitted she was cheating on me. When I left on Sundays, she would sneak into a second year guy’s room to get the sex she wouldn’t have with me.
During my relationship with G, I kept in touch with L. and her succession of boyfriends. I was a first rank witness of how she had turned from a prude that didn’t want to be touched to a woman enjoying a healthy sexuality with multiple guys, of course without them knowing. At some point after I broke up with G., L. was talking to me about how her current boyfriend just didn’t cut it for her, and that they had broken up. The following day, I got a text from L. “I think I should stop telling you about my frustration. I dreamed of you last night, and we weren’t playing cards.” “Sorry about that”, I replied. “Unless it was Good”, I added.
She had offtimes been bragging about her being good in bed. Especially giving great head, which is a huge turn-on for me. The both of us being recently and simultaneously single, I didn’t think twice when she asked me if I wanted to meet at her place — which wasn’t far from college.
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She opened the door dressed as she always was: jeans and a tank top which outlined how big her breasts have become. She also had a pretty nice ass, I had been told, and I could confirm it by myself. I hadn’t seen her in a long time, and I have to say skinny jeans fit her much better than the baggies she used to wear.
We went to her room and started kissing on her bed. It felt amazing, as it should after waiting 7 years. I start removing her top and her my t-shirt, still kissing. She has a very plain bra which I take off quickly — it’s her breasts I’m after, and there they are. Just as I imagined them in that bathroom. They are very well shaped, round and firm with brown nipples that get harder as I kiss them.
I unbutton L’s jeans and slide a hand inside to grab her ass. It’s nice and firm, as it should be — she had told me she started running a while ago. Then I take of her jeans. She’s wearing a black shorty, but she doesn’t let me take it off while I’m still in my jeans. I remove them and she takes off my boxers, revealing my shaved cock and balls. She gives a light kiss on the head, then grabs my cock and start jerking it slowly while I bury my face in her breasts. Up and down her hand goes, but she still won’t let me remove her shorty. “Hey, you’re being unfair”, I tell her with a smile. “Shhh”, she replies, “just enjoy for a while”.
As soon as she said it, she took me in her mouth and started giving me the best bj I ever had. G. had developed a pretty good technique, but L. has had many toys to play with. I almost came when she took my entire penis in her mouth — I could never get G. to try deep throating. L. must have felt it, because she starts squeezing my balls hard. I didn’t expect this and, although it felt incredibly erotic having a hot girl hurting my balls, the pain prevented me from coming. “Hey, that was quick”, she says with a smile as she removes her panties at last.
Her pussy is shaved completely smooth, and when she sits on my face I confirm she has almost a perfect innie. I start licking her madly — I had never taken pleasure in it with G., but this time it was delicious. L. takes me in her mouth again as I lick her, still holding my balls pretty tight. I was deeply into ballbusting but couldn’t get G. to try, so each squeeze threatens to take me over the edge. It turns out L is really good at edging, though, and each time I’m about to come she slows down her sucking. After some time I feel I’m about to explode at the slightest touch, but she still manages to prevent it somehow.
She doesn’t refrain her pleasure though, and she soon begins to twitch and bury my face deeper into her as she orgasms. She removes her pussy and moves a bit forward, presenting me her asshole. “Go ahead”, she says as she slaps my balls hard — once again menacing to throw me over the edge. I’m mad with lust and the need to come, so I start kissing, then licking. I decide I actually like it, and she apparently does too as I feel her begin to slow down the course of her tongue around my glans. I start rubbing her clothes and she comes a second time. As she does, she squeezes my balls harder than I thought a petite girl like her could manage. Her orgasm lasts some long seconds and I fight through the pain to keep rimming her. Then she relaxes and releases my aching balls.
“Sorry, I may have been a little harsh. Are you OK?” She asks me, genuinely worried. “Uh,” I say as she lifts her ass to let me reply, “it was a bit intense. But I don’t mind, it’s kind of hot having you do this.”
“I’ll make it up to you”, she says smiling. “Do you want to take me now?”, she asks.
“I do, but I’m afraid I won’t be good, given how much you’ve edged me”, I reply.
“Got it”, she winks, and proceeds to suck me. This time, she’s lying between my legs, holding my dick in one hand and cupping my balls with the other. She starts a rough massage on my balls — at this point it’s only making me hornier as she deepthroats me again. I can barely see my penis when I look down, but I see L’s blue eyes staring intently at me, right before she punches me hard in the nuts. I have the most intense orgasm of my life, as she squeezes my balls in rhythm with the spasms of my cock to squeeze as much out as she can. It feels delicious. She keeps me in her mouth for a little while after I’m finished, then gently releases my balls and smiles at me before swallowing ostensibly.
“So, what did you think?” she asks as she lied down besides me on her side, her hand on my chest. “You’ve been waiting for this for so long, I thought I had to make it count.”
I kiss her and cup her breast in my hand. “It was incredible. Did you play the ball buster porn star before?”
“I might have,” she giggles, “but only before they tried to fuck me”. She gives me a wicked smile.
“Why not after? It felt so good when you were sucking and punching at the same time.”
“They didn’t have what it takes, but I’m glad you enjoyed it. Let’s eat something and we can go for round 2”. She wakes up, still naked, then brings her arms together in front of her. Her breasts look even bigger like this, and she adds with a smile, watching my penis grow hard again “If you want to, I mean”. As she says it, she goes to the kitchen, letting me admire her ass. She comes back a bit later with snacks, her hair now tied in a ponytail.
After eating and more kissing, we’re both ready to go again. She guides my hand to her clit and I rub her gently while she starts stroking me. I feel she’s starting to get wet and go for her slit, but she stops me. “My turn. Hit me”, she says, and she uses my hand to slap her pussy. I keep masturbating her for a few seconds, then slap her again, harder. She moans with pleasure and grabs my balls. I alternate gentle stroking and painful slapping on her clit, and she reciprocates by punching my balls. I try to go harder on her, and make a ball of my fist. I feel my knuckles hit into her fragile sex, and she arches her back both with pleasure and pain. “Stop. Get up”, she says.
I obey and stand besides the bed, wondering what she has in mind. She takes off the two bands holding her hair, and wraps them tightly around my balls, one just closer to my body than the other. It hurts a little, but her smile and the sight of her breasts make me forget to complain. Then she knees me hard in the nuts, almost bringing me to my knees. “It’s more painful when your balls have nowhere to go, isn’t it? Time for vengeance, it’s your turn to kick me”, she says as I regain my breath. Seeing how much she seems to be enjoying it, I take some back swing for momentum and slam my foot between her open legs. She doubles down when I hit her, but quickly goes back to her feet and kicks me. We alternate punishments for some time, and she’s soaked and I’m dripping precum when she decides it’s time for another game.
“That was fun,” she says. “Now lie down. Put these on”, she adds as she takes handcuffs and a blindfold out of a drawer. At this point, I’m not afraid of rough play, and I obey. As I do, I notice she takes another toy, but I can’t see what. Once I’m blindfolded and cuffed, I feel her straddling me. Reaching for her breasts, I notice she’s riding me in reverse, and I feel her holding and squeezing my balls, still tightly tied by her hair bands. Her hand feels warm, testament that blood supply to my sack has been cut for some time. I feel she’s rubbing her clit with her other hand as she moves up and down on my cock. As we’re both close to climax, she stops rubbing herself. I feel something sharp against the skin of my balls, right between the hair bands, but I don’t care. With one final thrust in her, we both explode simultaneously. As my cock is pumping inside her, I feel a sharp pain in my sack. I’m still orgasming, but the familiar sensation in my balls is no longer there. Only pain. L is still riding me hard, but I can’t focus on the feeling anymore. I try to move, but my body feels weak all over.
“It’s done now, there’s no need to struggle”, L says as she removes my cock for her. She takes away my blindfold and I try to look. I’m trembling and my vision is blurry. I feel L applying something cold on my balls. Not my balls. Somewhere above, near the bands. She’s doing a compression. It stings, but it takes some of the pain away. When I finally get my vision back, L is holding something in her other hand. It looks like a pair of… Balls. Mine. When I look down, I notice something is missing. Oh god.
“You’re feeling strange because of shock”, L tells me as she kisses me. “That’s why you don’t understand. You had me, so it’s only fair I had you. Well, your balls at least. They were really fun to play with, by the way. I’m impressed how much abuse they could take. The other ones weren’t half as fun,” she says getting up. She opens her wardrobe, and I see a row of bottles filled with yellow liquid. Somethings floating inside each of them, except the last one. She drops my balls inside, then takes a marker and writes my name, then closes the wardrobe. I catch a glimpse of what was a pretty big penis, with bf #3’s name on it. I want to scream or say something, but my body is still in shock. L is putting her clothes back. “You’re not bleeding anymore. That’s good. By the way you were pretty good back then. If you take hormone shots, you’ll be able to keep a decent penis, and we can keep playing. You know how to contact me.”
She gives me a final view of her breasts, then puts her bra and top back on and leave the room after giving me a final kiss.
The cut was done very properly and there were no complications. I did went back to play with L. As with all games, you sometimes win and you sometimes lose. But this is a story for another time.
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