I occasionally thought about her since high school. I was at a local university at that point, but still couldn’t quite forget her.
I’ll call her K. We went to the same school. When I was 16 I invited her for a walk and told her about the feelings I had for her. She got a little flattered but ended up declining me because she already had a boyfriend.
And then, several years later, on one of those boring gray days when it’s neither raining nor is sunny, I suddenly met her.
I guess I should describe how she’s changed after graduating high school. She now has short hair, frequents parties, does substances. I’ve heard she’d fucked 4 guys on the same house party. But what I like about her so much is how much energy she’s got. She does what she wants and isn’t shy to tell you about it.
As soon as I saw her on the street I immediately remembered all the feelings I had for her. I wanted to kiss her on the mouth there and then. Of course I didn’t.
She asked me how I was and such stuff. Asked me whether I had a girlfriend. I replied with a no. At which point, quite unexpectedly, she invited me to her place. I felt my heart race when I heard her invitation and immediately accepted. It wasn’t a long walk. It’s a small city.
At hers, she made us some tea. It was a small apartment, but quite cozy. Although the coziness was probably caused by her. Then, suddenly, she got to the point.
“Do you still l like me?”
I replied with a solid yes.
“Well I’m not looking for a relationship now but maybe we could spend time together sometimes?” she said with a smile. “There’s a couple things I’ve been thinking about trying with a man and I was thinking maybe you want to help me with that?”
I wasn’t sure what to answer. But I loved how direct she was. I ended up with just replying “Okay.”
She kissed me on the lips, but suddenly broke the kiss off.
“Just so you know, I’m not going to let you fuck me. But I’m sure you’ll like the things I have in mind anyway.”
She took my hand and led me to the living room. We sat on the couch and she told me to kiss her neck. So I did. I was gently kissing her neck and upper shoulder while she moaned softly. She then interrupted me.
“I want you to eat me out.”
I didn’t reply, instead I moved from the couch to the floor, to my knees. When she took off her jeans I started kissing her soft thighs while moving up, into position between her legs. I softly kissed her pussy through her panties before removing them. I licked her pussy and finally tasted her. It was such a pleasant taste.
After about 5 minutes she pushed me away. She stood up and so did I. She looked stunning without her jeans on. She told me to undress fully, so I did.
“What I wanted to try is a light domination play. Are you okay with that?”
I said yes while looking at her small, but perfectly shaped breasts under her shirt. She then moved her eyes from my face to my hard cock.
Suddenly, she kicked me in the balls with her knee. I collapsed on the floor. I didn’t expect that. It hurt.
She kneeled down and started comforting me. She caressed my hair and asked whether it hurt. She lifted her shirt and offered me to suck on one of her breasts.
“Will this make you feel better?”
I kissed and slowly started sucking on her nipple. Her tits were small but firm. They felt heavy. The pain went away after a while.
She must have noticed that, because she stood up and said “Let’s continue?”.
She put me next to a wall while holding me by my shoulders. I was ready for the kick and took 5 or 6 kicks in the balls before collapsing.
Right when I collapsed onto my knees, she grabbed my hair and forced my face to her pussy. I licked her until she came.
After that, she allowed me to jerk off and come while holding and kissing her feet. I was on my knees in front of her while she was on the couch. Her legs were beautiful. Firm and thick. I came very quickly. She smiled.
We said our goodbyes and she told me she’d call me again when she’ll be free to meet. It still hurt a little while going back home.
We met up like this a few times in the course of the month. But the last meeting was different.
Again, she told me to kiss her and we made out. I ate her out again and was put with my back to the wall. She kicked me in the balls and kissed me on the mouth to allow me to recover. Then, with 10 kicks in a row, she made me collapse into a sitting position. But this time, she didn’t grab my hair. She kneeled down.
I was already in pain, but when she kneeled, I suddenly felt like I got stabbed in the stomach. She was crushing my left testicle with her knee. Tears appeared in my eyes. She just looked at me slowly applying more weight. I asked her to stop. She moved closer to me, without easing the pressure on my testicle, and offered me to suck on her tit.
“It’s okay. This will help.” she said.
She hugged me while I sucked on her tit. I hugged her back. I held her with firmly because I was in pain. And suddenly she put her whole weight on my testicle. I felt my testicle pop under her knee. I screamed, but the scream was muffled, because her tit was in my mouth
“It’s okay, it’s okay. See, it wasn’t that bad.
She held and comforted me for another minute or two until my breath slowed down back to normal.
She then let go of me and kissed me on the lips gently. “Thank you.” – she whispered.
She stood up to overlook her work. I didn’t have the strength to move.
“You still have one, so you’re still a man.” – she said while looking at me. She paused. “I always wanted to do that to a guy”. I could tell by her face that she enjoyed that a lot. I thought I saw her smirk.
I noticed her inner thighs were wet in her juices. She noticed my gaze.
“Want to lick me out?” – she asked.
I did. I really wanted to taste her again. I nodded.
“I’ll let you lick me.” – she paused – “but in exchange you’ll give me your second testicle”. And as she said that, she moved her hips slightly to the side. She looked irresistible. All I wanted is her pussy on my face.
I nod and she slowly steps closer, bringing her dripping pussy to my face.
She stops suddenly before I can reach.
“You want to lose your last testicle just make me cum on your face?”
I nod quickly.
She smiled, straddled me and shoved her pussy in my face.
I forgot about the pain in my crushed testicle. All I could think about was putting my tongue deeper inside her and tasting her. I sucked on her pussy lips and licked the clitoris. Her legs started shaking, she grabbed my hair. And then she came, moaning loudly. I put my tongue inside her again and tasted her thick cum.
And then she moved away.
“Now it’s your part of the deal.”
Before I could react, her foot is on my remaining testicle. But then she changes her mind.
“I want you kiss me while I castrate you.”
She goes to the kitchen, grabs a tool. The ones they use to crack nuts. She helps me up, puts me against the wall again. Kisses me on the lips.
She slowly moves her hand down. I feel the cold instrument on both side of my last testicle.
“Looks like I’m going to be the last woman you kiss while still being a man. So make me feel good.”
She starts kissing me on the lips while slowly increasing pressure on my testicle. I grab her hips and hold her in an attempt to distract myself from the pain. I reply to her kisses, I suck on her tongue. The pain got unbearable and suddenly exploded. She popped my second testicle. I fell on the floor crying beneath her feet.
Completely disregarding me, she straddled my face facing my cock. She rubbed her clit against my face and touched, slapped and scratched my ruptured testicles until she came again.
When she finished, she went away and gave me time to rest.
After a bit, she helped me stand up. “You can jerk yourself off if you want, but I assume you won’t need that anymore” – she laughed. She helped me dress and I slowly walked home.