I was pretty nervous all day, because yesterday my step-daughter Marley used her foot to mash my balls. It was amazing, and I had an incredible orgasm, but I knew that we should stop doing this. I seem to lose all my self-control around Marley. I try to stop myself, but I can't. She thinks it's funny to bust my balls, and I want it so badly that I'm nearly insane. And, like she says, we're not having sex. No one is fucking or sucking. Still, I did have an orgasm.
I decided I better tell Marley first thing, before we get going, because once we start - I can't stop. I finished up my work for the day and went downstairs to find Marley watching TV in the living room.
"Are you done for the day?" she asked.
"Yes, just finished."
"Good, come sit with me."
I walked over and sat next to her on the couch. I watched warily as she turned in my direction, then she plopped her foot onto my crotch.
"Marley, I don't think we should do this anymore."
"Oh, I agree." Her foot pushed into my cock and balls, my cock immediately woke up. It began stiffening in my shorts. "I want to do something completely different."
"What's that?"
"I want to squeeze your balls. I want to feel them compress and squish in my hand. I want to watch your face as I push my fingers into the soft meat of your balls."
I gulped. Fuck, I want that. Her foot pushed on my balls, my cock was so hard, I was afraid it might escape out the leg of my shorts.
"I don't think so, Marley. Let's just sit here and watch TV."
"What's the problem, Matt?"
"I don't think your mother would like you playing with my balls."
"I don't think she would mind, let's call her."
I felt my heart drop, I didn't want to admit what we did. Sarah doesn't even know I like having my balls busted.
"No, wait."
"Too late." She pushed the speaker button on her phone. "Hi Mom."
"Hi Marley, what's up?"
"I want to squeeze Dad's balls, and he thinks you would get mad."
"For squeezing his balls? Why on earth would he want that?"
"He's kinkier than you think," Marley said with a laugh.
"Squeeze his balls, huh? Better you than me."
"You should try it some time, it's pretty fun."
"Maybe later. You have fun, squish them a little extra for me."
"Thanks, Mom."
And she hung up. Holy crap.
"See, I told you she wouldn't care."
Her hand went to the button on my shorts, she undid it and pulled down my zipper. Her hand reached in and brushed against my cock, I moaned softly as her fingers found my balls. She wrapped them around my balls, then looked up at me.
"Ready?"
I nodded yes, and she tightened her fingers on my balls. That male pain hit me hard, she jammed her fingers into my nuts.
"Fuck," I groaned through clenched teeth.
"Does it feel good?" she asked as her fingers pushed into my aching balls.
"Yes ... but it hurts too," I winced through gritted teeth. My cock was so hard, I felt like it might burst my zipper.
"They're so squishy, I can feel them flatten in my grip."
"UNNNNH ... Fuck."
"You like this?"
"So much," I spoke in a whisper, barely able to get the words out as I gasped for breath. It did hurt, I could barely take the pain, but my cock was so hard. I wanted the pain, I wanted her hand squishing my vulnerable nuts. I loved every second of this.
"FUCK!" I moaned as my cock suddenly began throbbing in my pants. Cum blasted from it into my shorts and covered her hand. "FUCK YES!" I moaned as she continued kneading and squeezing my balls. She looked up at me, wide-eyed, as I soaked my shorts.
She squeezed my nuts until I was done, then she pulled her cum soaked hand from my shorts.
"I guess you really do like it."
"Yessss." I moaned as my cock dribbled the last drops of cum into my shorts.
"I need to see this. Next time, no shorts."
"Fuck!"