Warning: Story has one scene of cuntbusting (m/f). The scene/reaction starts with __ and will end with __/
However, there will me mention of it and residual effects after the scene is over.
You are warned!
William was excited and nervous. He didn't believe Jessica when she first asked him to do this for her.
“One day soon when I come home from work… I need you to pretend like you're a home invader. Like you're going to…” and the implication was clear.
William couldn't believe it, there was no way she wasn't joking he thought. The request was so ridiculous; both he and Jessica joke and prank each with each other all the time, but this felt like a weird one. The look on her face didn't leave any room for doubt. He understood her, and she understood him. That's one of the reasons they get along so well as roommates, and why they both agreed not to do anything to jeopardize that.
“I need to make sure I can protect myself… and if I can protect myself from you, trying your hardest, then I can protect myself against almost anybody.
William smiled proudly as he heard that. It made him feel powerful. His hours at the gym worked out. “Awww…that's sweet. But I don't know if I can do that, Jess...”
“Come on! Really? Aren't you angry at me after kicking you in the balls yesterday?”
Jessica was right; he was still sore over that in more ways than one.
Jessica was talking to her mother on the phone. The conversation actually turned to him.
“I know mom… I know mom… but we agreed, no relationship stuff. We're just roommates.” Jessica was on the couch, across from William who was listening and smiling.
“Plus, it's great to have a girl roommate! They clean up everything!”
Jessica rolled her eyes and with a smile, told him to shut up. She got up in her booty shorts and walked away. Will watched her ass shake as she walked away. His eyes traveled to the small of her back and he thought about how easy and sweet it would be to wrap his arm around her and carry her away.
William then pulled his eyes down to her thick thighs and smiled at how lucky he is to have a roommate like her.
“Oh, and they look great doing it!”
“Shut up!” Jessica turned to him. Then back to her phone. “Not you mom, Will! He's being a jerk.” She said with a laugh. William got up and followed her.
It's normal for them to mess with each other like this. It's also normal for them to walk around in underwear, so William wearing briefs wasn't out of the ordinary. They're playful but know when they need to cool off and spend time by themselves. So even though the underwear left almost nothing to the imagination, neither found it out of the ordinary.
Walking in his briefs, his dick hanging to the side, he followed her. He spoke loudly when he got close to the phone.
“Come back to bed, baby!”
Jessica cried out, turned and slapped his chest, which made William smirk with his eyes and lips, and cover up playfully.
“No mom, ignore him! He's just trying to screw with me! We are not dating!”
“When am I going to meet the parents?”
“Will, I swear if you don't stop!” Jessica said, covering the phone and kicking at his leg. Will laughed and stopped talking, lifting his leg in defense, smiling at her and having a blast.
She gave him a look and pointed at him with her finger. She was warning him playfully. She looked down his hot body and up at him, smirking.
“Watch it. Or you'll regret it.”
Will nodded and waited until turned back around and apologized to her mom. Will looked at her from behind and felt himself getting hard as he watched; his cock sticking out against the side and stretching it out. He wasn't pointing out yet though, thankfully… Jessica had seen him hard before but usually doesn't acknowledge it, thankfully. Jessica really is an awesome roommate, Will told himself again in the moment.
But he pulled his eyes up and opened his mouth loudly, wanting Jess's mom to hear this one last annoyance.
“So, should I cancel the hookers? Or do you still want them?”
Jessica immediately turned around and Will put his hands out to keep her away but he didn't expect her to kick him in the balls. Her foot slammed up devastatingly hard, crashing into his testicles without any form of mercy.
Jessica has sometimes thrown things at his groin or threatened him, but she's never actually hit him in the balls before. So once her foot went up between his legs and he felt his heavy sack getting pancaked by her foot, it was like his best friend just stabbed him in the back.
He immediately yelped out and fell down to his knees. The pain wasn't immediate but the shock and betrayal was. Instinctually, one hand was covering his balls as he looked up in confusion, mouth open and eyes staring daggers into Jessica. Jessica bent over, hand over her mouth and laughed loudly into the phone.
“Oh God mom! You will not BELIEVE what I just did!”
And that was all Will heard before the pain in his balls exploded and he lost his breath. His erection flopped as he cupped his testicles and curled up in the fetal positionl, writhing in agony. Tears were forming in his eyes and he was starting to make very strained, painful noises. Despite his muscles and attitude before, he's fallen into a state of pitiful weakness.
“I kicked him in the balls so hard! Oh my god, I think he's crying!”
“Aahhh… ughhhh…my nuts, my nuts… you broke my nuts!”
“He's saying I broke them…! Yes I felt them! They were very hard to miss, mom…. I don't care if he can't use them, I already told you mom…”
Jessica walked away and William stayed on the floor, gasping in pain and tears falling to the floor. He never felt pain like this in his balls. It was like they were twisting his stomach and wringing him from the inside out. There was no position where he felt comfortable. He was seeing stars and his entire universe folded into his two flaming bags of meat and no matter how he held them, they just wouldn't stop aching.
He rocked in a ball in his underwear for a long time, only able to feel the sickening pain radiating from his tender nuggets. The pain started to get very dull and deep and he thought he was going to throw up a few times, coughing and spitting up on the floor. But it never came to be. He just felt miserable and there was no way feel better.
Slowly, he was able to get to his knees and crawl to his room. He crawled past her, still on the phone and she burst out laughing.
“Oh shit! Mom, mom… mom I'm sorry, I'm gonna have to call you back. Okay? I'll tell you later, okay? Bye love you.”
She hung up as Will tried to get up. He was in so much pain but he was also so embarrassed for looking like this in front of her. At first she just wanted to watch him, but then she realized she should try and help. But William just pushed her away.
“That was too far… that was overkill.”
“Oh, relax! You're being dramatic.”
Eyes still red and hunched over and cradling his sore nuts, he looked up at her with a pout.
“You don't understand how bad this is…that was really messed up. I was just joking… kicking me in the balls is too far! You only do that if… if you're scared! Or whatever! Uuugh…”
“Man… for such a big strong guy…” she started.
“Jess… this really hurts. I never have been in so much pain before… it's like they're on fire and… and they're bleeding! And up in my stomach and… ohhhh!”
Jessica rolled her eyes and apologized, helping Will to his room and asked if there's anything he needed before she left. He was frustrated with her and felt she was patronizing him, which was emasculating. He wanted her to leave him alone so he could just sleep it off.
So, when the next day came and she asked him if he could attack her when she comes home one day… he didn't want to be mean. But it gave him a way to really throw her around and let some frustrations out. His balls were still bruised and hurting; he didn't want her to know that though. He didn't want pity. He really wanted to re-establish himself. Getting kicked so hard in the balls and becoming a sniveling mess really got to him and he needed to make sure it didn't get to her either. They're not dating but he's a man.
William really wanted it to be a surprise, so he waited a couple days. Today was the day. His balls weren't very sore anymore, though there was still a slight ache and the bruise hasn't disappeared completely. He put on some jeans to give himself some support and just had on a regular t-shirt. He also looked around for something else.
Then he heard the door open and he stopping breathing. This was it. The tension was palpable.
Jessica was wearing tight dress pants and a buttoned up shirt when she came in and put her purse down. She looked around the kitchen and kept her ear open. She didn't hear William and wondered if he was home.
She walked through the hallway and saw or heard nothing.
“Hello… hell-ooo, Will? You home?”
Jessica heard nothing in response. She hummed to herself and kept her eyes open. Was William here and waiting for her like she mentioned before… or did he really go out.
She went back to her purse to take out her phone and looked through her messages. Nothing from William… and thought about calling him to see where he's at. She didn't want to have to be on edge if she didn't need to be.
Then she felt a forearm press against her throat and lift her up. She started to get choked.
Jessica flailed in her business casual, her hands desperately trying to pull off the powerful forearm from her trachea but she wasn't strong enough. She looked up and as she flailed, she saw a scream mask, ghostface, staring down at her. Jessica let out a gasp, her legs and body kicked out and rocked towards the man in the Scream mask but the male pulled his other hand to her chest and body to keep her down. When his hand felt her breast, it immediately moved away then locked around her stomach.
Jessica was struggling as the male moved his arm from her throat to her lips. She gasped out but could barely breathe as he pulled his hand over her mouth and she continued to struggle. She tried to kick behind to hit him but she just couldn't get a good angle.
Then, the arm from her stomach moved lower and he fastened his hands on her pussy. She shrieked against his mouth, the feeling of his large, warm fingers pressing against her pussy made her feel very strange. She continued to struggle but then he started to gently rub his fingers against her, feeling her slit as he pressed. She moaned and shuddered, her eyes fluttering. His hand stopped pressuring so hard as she stopped trying so hard to get free. He pressed his body against hers, and Jessica felt a powerful body against her curves and bones. She felt that his body was natural against hers and didn't think twice about the hard cock she felt on her lower back.
“Mmm… do you like that?” She heard in a familiar but muffled voice behind her. His hand continued to rub gently and cautiously.
She nodded and moved her hand behind her in search for something to hold. She moved her towards the hard rod behind her and felt it with hers thumb and palm through his jeans. Then her fingers stopped up and pushed towards him, his balls now in her hands. She felt two heavy, dense orbs with nowhere to go.
He cringed but didn't fight. She didn't put pressure on him and just held on to his manhood. Feeling it in her grasp, pressing into it softly, needily. She wanted this. She liked this.
He continued to rub her cunt through her pants. Jessica whimpered in pleasure before remembering the context. She fought threw the pleasures and acted upon her plans.
She pulled her arm up and squeezed her hand together, crushing his balls in her grasp. She felt a soft spot under her fingers and dug her fingers into it, trying to get to the other side.
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He cried out, tightened his grip on her and digging into her cunt with his fingers. She also screamed, a burning sensation filling up her cunt. It made her close her fingers around his balls tighter. And that made him dig into her cunt more with his nails.
This continued as the two cried out in pain, clawing at each other's genitals. The pain grew and became intense for both. For her, the sensation of nails digging into her opening was piercing and she couldn't but tear up, it getting worse and worse. And for him, his sensitive, bruised balls felt like they were on the verge on exploding. He couldn't breathe in the mask and his vision was spotty. The man couldn't take this any longer.
Suddenly, he pulled his hand out of her cunt then pulled it back hard in a slam of deliberation. His hammerfist bashed into her pussy and Jessica cried out, pulling both hands to her pussy and closing her legs together. She fell to the floor and he didn't stop her.
She cried out, tears hitting the ground as she clutched her sore pussy. It felt like ground meat and that punch felt like it broke her cunt in two. She sobbed, rubbing her pussy, never realizing her cunt could hurt like this.
“Ahhh…! My cunt, my fucking cunt… oh you… broke my pussy!”
“Fucking bitch… why did you squeeze my baallls! They're so sensitive… especially from… uuuggh!”
William whined on his knees. His balls were still sore and that squeeze was directly pressing into his bruise. Tears fell in his Ghostface mask and he punched the ground, body trembling in pain. The fire in his balls boiled his stomach and he coughed loudly into his mask bending over as he tried to collect himself.
Soon, he spread out on the floor, laying on his hand that was nursing his nuts. He moaned and writhed, feeling sick from the squeeze and cursing ever agreeing to this. Why is it always his balls? The world around him felt like a million miles away, and all that was near him were swollen, bruised and aching testicles.
Meanwhile, Jessica was still sobbing and holding her pussy. She just couldn't stop herself from crying. Curled up in a ball, her crying continued. She rocked and whined.
After a minute, William looked up in his mask and saw her curled up in a ball, hands between her legs too. He recognizes that position. He started to feel bad for her. Did he go too far? Was his reaction overkill?
He sighed and carefully crawled over to her. He slowly reached out and carefully rubbed her knee.
“Jessica… sorry. I didn't mean to hit you so hard.”
Jessica sniffled and looked up at him. He saw her red eyes and wet cheeks. His heart broke looking at her like this. He pulled off his mask so they could hold eye contact.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Mmm… my pussy…”
“I know, I'm sorry… honest. I didn't want to do that but… why did you squeeze me?”
“I… it was supposed–” Jessica started, sniffling. She winced and William moved in closer, confidently but slowly. He didn't want to come off too strong.
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But she didn't push him away. In fact, she moved up closer to him. She rested her head on his lap as she clutched herself. He rubbed her stomach and gently brought his fingers across her hair with his other hand.
“... thank you.” She said softly.
“No, it's okay. I'm sorry… I really didn't mean to hurt you.” William said.
“I… I know. I just remembered… it was meant to be a… a test to see if I could get out. So I… I tried to get out. But I'm sorry… but…”
William waited for Jessica to continue. He patiently caressed her until she felt ready.
“This is gonna sound mean…”
William swallowed and mentally prepared himself. He continued to rub her stomach as he awaited the gutpunch. She turned around to look up at William when she spoke. The two waited until she was ready. She moved her hand from her pussy to his wrist.
“I… I only said we should do this because I… I well. I wanted to kick you in the balls again.”
Williams' eyes went wide as she tightened her grip on his wrist.
“I'm sorry! I know that's mean and… terrible. But I didn't realize… how much I was into it until I did it to you. And I know we said that we're just friends and… and I don't know why I'm saying this.”
“Woah, slow down. I'm… you wanted to kick me in the balls again?”
Jessica looked shy and nodded, but tried to keep eye contact as she blushed. “Y-yeah… I guess I'm into it… also… honestly, after I proposed it and… and thought about you… you taking control and me trying to fight back… I also realized… I'm pretty into that too.”
William looked at her curiously. Not with judgement but with a hint of confusion and a desire to understand her.
“I mean… I don't really know how you say it… but you having your way with me also got me really excited… I was having a lot of fun until…”
“Until I cracked you in the cunt.”
Jessica laughed and rocked in William's lap, making him laugh too.
“Yeah… until then. I guess I don't really like that. That really hurts.”
“Yeah, it looked like it did.”
“Mmm… don't do that again please.”
William nodded. “Well, don't worry about that. I won't do it if you don't want it..”
Jessica smiled as she looked up at him. “Good… but would it be okay with you if…” she started and trailed off.
“If…” William continued for her. “... if you kick me in the balls more?”
Jessica giggled and nodded. She rubbed her finger on his stomach as they spoke.
“Yeah… I swear I won't kick you as hard as last time.”
“... that really hurts, Jessica.”
“I know… but it's honestly really hot to do to a big, cocky, strong guy like you… and you're really sexy on your knees…”
William smirked and couldn't look at her. He swallowed and felt her hand go lower from his stomach.
“I…”
“Plus… we had fun today… we can do that more. You catch me and try and keep me down… and if you don't want me to go for your balls if you don't want me to. But you can…you can rub me, choke me a little… maybe a little more too…”
“That… that I really like.”
Jessica smiled, feeling his little William getting bigger under her head. She smiled and got up, watching it grow and push on his jeans.
“Good… but please. Let me kick you in your balls before we play more today.”
Jessica reached out to his hand and pulled it to her breast in her dress shirt. He grabbed her firm breast and it made her moan. She looked up at him from the top of her eyes as she opened her lips and smiled at him.
“Oh… okay… yes.”
Jessica smiled brightly and leaned in to kiss him. William closed his eyes as she moved in but he felt nothing. He opened his eyes and saw her staring at his lips.
“Later… not yet… stand up.”
William listened as the two stood up together. His hand still on her breast and her hand pulling at his jeans before letting go.
“Good… spread your legs.”
He listened like a good boy and she smiled. He wasn't thinking yet. He just wanted to see her. To make her happy.
“Now… you gotta let go of my boob.”
“Please, can I hold onto it?”He begged.
“No because I need more extension and I don't want you to squeeze my tit too hard when I kick you. Don't worry, your can hold it afterwards.”
William pulled his hand back and stared at her breasts. Jessica smiled, seeing how focused he was and started to unbutton her shirt.
Williams eyes opened as he started, his dick growing in his jeans and watching, waiting for her breasts to be unveiled.
But then Jessica stopped and William loudly whimpered. His neck stretched out and his body shook in anticipation.
“Please, keep–”
“You'll have to rip it open yourself.”
Jessica snapped her foot out and slammed it hard into William's heavy, bruised and desperate balls. William yelped out, his voice a few octaves higher. He pulled his hands to his balls, clutching them as his eyes were staring blankly into her tits. His lips stuttered and knees buckled inwards. He doubled over and fell to his knees, eyes still staring blankly forward.
The pain in his balls totally took him off guard. He knew it would hurt but he really thought she would hold back more. And he was so focused on her body and couldn't think more than one thought ahead. But now, he feels so stupid and so ruined. His balls felt broken in his hands and he thought it was all over for him.
“Ooof! My fucking balls, Jess… oh God, you broke them! You cracked my nuts!” He croaked.
Jessica giggled and watched William suffer on his knees. His face was so exaggerated and the way he clutched his balls was so cute. She imagined them, heavy and sore in his hands. She couldn't imagine the uniquely male pulsating waves of nausea slamming into his body, but his face told so much of the story. His lips opened as he fell to the side and curled in a ball shivering.
“Oops! Did I kick you too hard?”
“Gaaaahhh… ahhh… you… you crushed them!”
“Hmhm! I kicked your balls into your stomach… oh you look so cute clutching your balls and
William curled into a ball and rocked from side to side, crying out.
“Ah! My balls, my fucking balls… ahhH you crushed my fucking balls! Noohoo, wwhhhyyy!”
Jessica laughed as she watched William writhe. It was just as amazing as the first time. He was so dramatic and it really was just so funny. She felt such a thrill watching, she held her cunt and her breast.
“Oh yeah. Cry for me… you're never going to get this you know… never. My pussy… my tits. They're mine and you can't get them when you're clutching your balls.
William looked up at her taunting, groaned and rocked harder. His cock still hard from before despite the grotesque pain he was in.
“You…khooo khoooo… oh you… you fucking bitch… think you can get away with this…”
Jessica laughed and stood over him confidently.
“Oh, I think I just did… one kick to your balls and you're done. On the floor… now you can never really get me get to feel these again!” She grabbed her tits through her dress, shaking them and William's eyes couldn't look away.
He got to his knees, looking up with his hands still desperately cradling his sore, bruised eggs. There was nothing more he wanted to do but to stand up and rip her shirt off, jam his face in her tits and shove his cock in cunt.
“Come on! One kick is fucking overkill for you! Now what!?” Jess continued to taunt in his face.
On his knees, Will lifted his hands and unzipped his jeans as he stood up and watched her cocky expression make him go wild. The way her tits bobbed, the smile she had on… the attitude she held. Oh. He could not wait to fuck her brains out.