Jingle Balls

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.

Expensive Date

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.”

Girl’s Night Out

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.

Chuck’s Balls Get Hosed

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.

She Steals Jewels pt.3

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.

She Steals Jewels pt.2

It was a lot to get done in the first day of operations, but things needed to move quickly. She may have had a week before the unveiling, but she had to do it all faster than Brad. Tuesday rolled around and it was time to handle the technical side of the operation. There were security cameras all around the vault and she definitely needed the ones to the elevator deactivated. The procedure was simple, she would pose as a technician for the security firm and tap the feed of the cameras while relaying back recorded footage from the day on loop. It was an old trick, but one that always worked.

Kayla phoned up the security firm from within the museum after seducing one of the young tour guides and ordered a van to show up to fix the cable feeds for the cameras. She left the reception desk, laughing at the poor boy beneath the counter still clutching his junk but too afraid to mention his stupidity for fear of getting fired. As she walked out of the main lobby she giggled again as she noticed poor Truman was still absent, she really must have hurt his balls.

The can showed up promptly and she greeted the repairman and told him to follow her. Distracted by her good looks the idiot presumed the business attire and clipboard were credentials enough. She led him towards a storage room in the back of the reception area she’d said was where the feeds ran. As the bumbling techie wandered around the room, looking for the feed he didn’t hear Kayla lock the door with the key she’d stolen from the busted tour guide.

She Steals Jewels pt.1

Strong, sexy and deadly; Kayla Memphis was the most attractive professional thief in the circuit. She’d broken into museums and art galleries plenty of times before, making off with hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of goods each time, and she did it all single handedly. She was one of the few female professionals and she used it to her advantage all the time. She had no problem seducing guards with her soft tits and perfect ass, or fucking her way up a corporate ladder to get access codes male thieves would never have access to. She knew she was hot and she knew how to use it, but her sex appeal was not the only advantage that came out of being female.

A lot of times when she’d be on the run, or when her cover was blown she’d have to fight. For her it was never a problem though, because what men consider out of bounds she had no problem exploiting. Kayla would just as soon crush a man’s testicles with her knee as she would punch him, dropping any opponent in a flash. Video tapes of the crime scene would sometimes show entire squads of cops levelled by kicks and knees and grabs to their balls from this sexy femme fatale.

Her methods had earned her a reputation amongst the rest of the truly professional thieves and not everyone was happy about it, Brad Tip was among these. Brad cried foul play to her methods, he argued that no woman could ever pull off a heist better than him and layed out a challenge to the deadly Miss Memphis. The Museum of Natural History was having an exhibit open in a week’s time that would showcase a new discovery, the world’s hardest diamond, an oval shaped rounded gem about the size of a large grape. Whoever could steal it would be declared the better thief. Needless to say Kayla accepted.