Gothic Ballbust

May 1, 2009

Ken had always been attracted to the goth scene. He loved the way girls looked in their corsets and long striped stockings that extended from their black frilly miniskirts. There was a goth club across from his office and sometimes after working late he’d lock the door to his office and watch the sexy young girls walk in and out of the club from his window on the third floor. Sometimes he’d close the blinds and jack off as he imagined himself fucking them.

One Friday night as Ken was getting ready to perform his almost weekly ritual his secretary, and former women’s studies (read: bitch) major was working late. This situation had happened many times, but Stephanie had never thought anything of it, until that day. Ken’s office had 2 windows, a big one facing Steph’s desk, and another smaller one out to the hall. Ken was always sure to close the big one’s blinds, but the smaller one didn’t have any, so he’d just stack books in front of it. Well, as Stephanie was walking out of the office she happened to glance in the window and for whatever reason, the books were knocked over.

There Ken was, peeping on the sexy goth girls and jacking off, in his office no less. Just the thought of this pervert spying and wanking to these girls disgusted her so much she left immediately, she had some planning to do. When Steph got home she went to her wardrobe, one thing her boss never noticed about her was that she too was in to goth culture, particularly the clothing he was so fond of. While she’d never worn any of it out, Stephanie had a good pile of sexy, lacey, goth clothing her boss would jizz himself just looking at. She quickly selected an outfit, tight ribbed black corset with lace that pushed her tits up, long stockings held up by a garter on her skirt that was so short it could have been a belt. She looked at herself in the mirror as she applied her makeup and did her hair, preparing to confront her perverted boss.

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Jingle Balls

December 29, 2008

Matt was the favourite child between him and his two sisters. His parents would never admit it, but you could always tell. It’s not that they didn’t love Kate and Lissa but for some reason they always seemed to go out of their way for him. Nobody knew why, whether it was because he was a star athlete at school or because he was their only male child, but come Christmas time without fail Matt would always get the best gifts.

Kate was a few years older than Matt, and before he came around she distinctly remembered Christmas being a much more exciting affair for her, simply because the holiday budget was entirely spent on her. As soon as Matt was old enough to tear wrapping paper her pile of presents was significantly diminished. She felt bad for the youngest, Lissa as she’d never known what it’s like to get an awesome Christmas because their parents were always too busy buying Matt new football gear or video games or whatever he wanted.

It was Christmas morning 2008 and all three of them awoke extra early and ran down to the living room to open their gifts. Almost an hour passed and once the flurry of bows and wrapping paper the three were left with yet another lopsided assortment of gifts. Both Lissa and Kate got a few bargain bin DVDs and new toothbrushes. Matt got a brand iPod and a new laptop.

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Expensive Date

October 3, 2008

Lizzie was not a cheap girl to date; she had demands and they were to be met. Most of the guys in her school knew this rather well but couldn’t resist giving her everything she wanted regardless. She was a knockout; long blonde hair, bouncy D-cup breasts and an ass that wouldn’t quit. She loved to tease the boys at school and use her advantage as a female to bleed their wallets dry like the succubus she was. Jeff was new to school and I guess you couldn’t blame him for not knowing better, but when he asked Lizzie out for a day out at the mall he had no idea what he was getting himself into.

You see, Lizzie knew a lot about society; the way society treated her as a young, innocent, vulnerable little girl and how she would always get her way if she played her cards right. As she was getting dressed for her shopping spree date she fondly recalled another boy who took her to the mall a few months back. His name was Giles and the poor boy didn’t want to pony up and buy Lizzie a nice bracelet she had been eyeing.

When he said “No way.” Lizzie immediately darted her hand to his groin and grasped his balls between her fingers. Giles didn’t know what to do, he was completely at her mercy and couldn’t do a thing to resist. “You’re going to buy that bracelet for me bastard.”, she whispered into his ear as her grip tightened, sending painful shockwaves through his system. “Because if you don’t, I guarantee your little nuts will not survive this.”

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Girl’s Night Out

March 8, 2008

Work can be hell. I’m stuck in my office all day with a whole bunch of assholes who think they are hot shit. I happen to be the only girl that ever thought it would be a good idea to get into accounting, and now I know why. It sucks being the only girl in a job that favours the boys, either you’re running into some story about how much pussy they’ve gotten in the last weekend or they’re staring at your tits the entire time.

Normally I would just kick a guy in the balls if I felt like it, but this job pays to well to risk getting fired. Instead of pinning one of those fuckers hard while they’re pouring their coffee or something I bottle it all up for my lovely evenings out.

Today was an expecially trying day. Jim from the next cubicle over kept popping his head up while I was working and I had no idea why. He did it like 6 or 7 times before I finally just got fed up and asked him why he kept looking over at me. The bastard, he flat out told me, “Your bra, it’s rather nice.” I looked down and the top 2 buttons of my blouse were undone, giving the pervert a damn good view of my breasts. I wanted to punch him square in the balls, right through the cubicle wall if I had to. Again though, restraint must be retained in the workplace, but someone’s balls are going to pay tonight.

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Boy’s Night Out

February 19, 2008

Darin was getting ready for a night out on the town, his friends Steve and Bill were taking him to a new strip club they’d heard good things about to celebrate. Word of the joint came from another coworker at their office who, after visiting was absent nearly 2 weeks, likely from sexual fatigue.

He said that when they went they needed to ask for Ms. Velvet, she was to sexiest and most accommodating woman in the club, able to fulfill any fantasy. Steve and Bill generally regarded their acquaintance as a pretty weird guy, but Velvet did sound good so they got ready and headed out for a night on the town.

The boys saddled up to a few bars first, getting nice and drunk before heading over to the strip club. They stopped at a convenience store for some condoms (just in case) and by the time they pulled up to the joint they were definitely ready for some action.

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Chuck’s Balls Get Hosed

February 8, 2008

Chuck’s girlfriend had gone out to work for the day she was a
well-known lawyer and often left arly and was goneall day. He had
called in to work, claiming to feel under the weather, but in reality
he was staying home for a much more deviant reason. As the door closed
and she started her car Chuck already began heading upstairs to their
bedroom to get the object of his desire, a used pair of her pantyhose.

She always wore hose, sexy tan leggings that fit over her long legs
and made Chuck crazy. He loved the way they stretched over her thighs
and when she took off her shoes from a long day of work he’d have to
hide his boner from the sight of her sexy feet. When she wore a short
skirt and high heels Chuck could hardly contain himself.

He had to hide his obsession from her because, in all honesty, it was
more than a litle weird. Their relationship was a little rocky, Chuck
often did not meet his wife’s sexual expectations, and he didn’t want
to rock the boat. He carried out his perversion in secret while she
was out to work and she never knew, until today.

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She Steals Jewels pt.3

February 5, 2008

The day of the job had finally arrived Kayla was double checking her equipment and getting ready for the heist. She thought about all the balls she’d busted to get this far, but knew it would all be worth it to take that arrogant smile off Brad’s face. As she thought about crushing all those men she thought about why she did it.

Sure, there was no faster way to bring aman to his knees, and sure it had always gotten her what she wanted. The real reason though was that it was sexy. She liked the power, she was going to be the best thief in the world simply because she was a woman. Natural advantage had put her ahead of the pack, and no man could ever stop her, his balls would always get in the way. She thought about how foolish Brad was, putting his balls on the line like this, surely he knew that if they crossed paths she’d make sure he and his balls were out of commission for good.

As she thought all this Kayla began getting more and more turned on. She stood infront of her full length mirror and gazed at her body. She took off her shirt, and pulled down her pants. She was down to her bra, containing the key to seducing men, and her panties, containing her true advantage. As she gazed at the smooth groin she began getting turned on, there was no package within and she loved it, She reached her hand down to feel the smoothness and began touching herself gently, it felt so good. She slapped herrself, feeling no pain and thinking of what would happen to a man if he tried that. His balls would send him to the floor, but she was fine.

The toll of the clock interupted her playtime, it was time to finish the job. She quickly pulled her suit back on, a sleek form fitting black number that showed off her curves just as much as her bra and p panties had. Any man she cameacross would have to take a double look before stopping her.

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