Ball Crushing The Pussy Eater
My date had a certain kink that I just had to do. Apparently, he loves ball crushing on by a woman wearing high heels. it makes him feel weak and the pain drives him wild. I was willing to do it but he had to do something for me. Now hearing a man moan and groan, whether in pain or pleasure, will get me wet which is great but if your dick is bruised and pretty much useless what good are you to me? So I told him I’d do it but afterward, he’d have to give me one hell of a good orgasm. He agreed, but I think he would have agreed to anything if it meant me saying yes. I should have asked him to buy me a car.
Lyle and I got naked and I made him lie on the ground in a spread-eagled position. I wanted his dick and balls easy to reach. I walked around him wearing nothing but a pair of black heels. He got hard as he listened to the clicking sound they made on the hardwood floor. I stood between his legs and told him that if he moved I’d stop what I was doing and leave, he’d wanted to act out this kink and that’s what we were going to do. Although if it got to be too much then he could use the safety word and I’d stop immediately then play again if he wanted to.
I put my toes on his balls and lightly stepped on them.
I saw a quick flicker on his face so I pressed down harder. He winced and I kept going until he gasped. I took my foot off him and he nodded at me, telling me this is how he wanted it. This time I put my foot over his dick and balls, stepping down on them. He cried out and started to breathe heavy as I took my foot up and down, stepping on him again and again. I gave him a second to rest and he started to bring his hands down to his dick. “No,” I told him then put my foot on his balls.
I stepped on them repeatedly using different amounts of pressure. Soon he had tears running down his face but he was still hard.
I decided he’d had enough for now and I told him “I don’t think you’re going to be good at sex for a while after this but I have needed to.” and squatted over his face. I lowered myself on to him and I felt his tongue lap at my pussy. He pushed his tongue inside and licked me, sliding his tongue along my walls then to my clit. He rubbed his tongue over it and I gently rocked on him. Then he began to suck on my clit and I nearly lost my mind. I ground my hips down, rubbing my pussy harder on him and started to moan.
I could feel my pussy tighten and gush as he kept sucking. Then I reached down with one hand and rubbed the top of my pussy with my index finger, adding even more pressure to my throbbing clit. I came hard and loud.
I climbed off his face and stood up.
He face was covered in my juices and he was smiling but he still had tears running down his face. I can’t blame him, his balls would probably ache for days. I gently lifted my foot and gently nudged his dick, which was still hard, and said he could touch himself now. His hands flew to his crotch and cupped himself as he curled on to his side. What a shame he enjoys this more than getting his dick played with. I would have had a lot of fun jerking him off in between crushing his balls. Oh well, maybe next time. I love ball crushing.
