Don't Bet Your Manhood Part 2; Prologue

[Erica Walo]

Sequel to: http://kickedinthegroin.ning.com/group/bb-storytellers/forum/topics...

It had been seven years since Jasmine’s former boyfriend Joey had been essentially castrated by her high-school arch-nemesis. Former was the operative term here, as Jasmine realized she simply could not manage a relationship with a man without a pair of functioning testicles. Still, it pained her, as she had truly loved Joey – they were eachother’s firsts in many regards. First boyfriend and girlfriend, first sex partners. He was her first love.

She still remembered that sad, sad day.

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“Take your time baby.” Jasmine had whispered reassuringly, standing naked and free. She was swiveling her body around in a number of seductive poses, showing off her supple breasts, her tan line, her perfectly shaped buttocks, gyrating her child-bearing hips slowly and sexily.

Joey had been naked too, lying on the bed spread eagle as he watched his girlfriend show off her assets to him. His left hand gently cradled his naked crotch, feeling around his heavily damaged parts, trying to muster up an erection. The doctors that pieced his family jewels back together had said that no operation would be able to save his reproductive capabilities. Jasmine had cried at that, knowing that it meant their dream of having children would never come to fruition. Still, Jasmine had stayed with him then, and today was the first time they would attempt to see if they could still have sex.

After a few moments of Joey ‘s struggles, Jasmine crawled unto the bed with him, bending over to give Joey an ample look of her full cleavage. She crawled over to Joey, putting his left hand aside, and beginning to caress his scrotum with her own gentle, perfectly manicured hands. The sensation was strange to her. Before his testicles had been viciously damaged, they felt round and firm, a perfect set of balls. His reconstructed testicles seemed bumpy and craggly. Still, her magical fingers had worked wonders on the nerve endings on his damaged nuts, and his well-endowed member stood at attention.

Smiling seductively, she eased herself onto Joey’s impressive cock, and began to pump and pump and pump…

Suddenly, Joey screamed, causing Jasmine to panic and climb off of Joey.

“Oh my god my balls! My balls! My balls!” Joey’s hands flew to his naked gonads, clutching them as if they might fall off. “Oh god they hurt so much…”

Jasmine was frightened by this, “But… it’s been months Joey… the doctors said that we’d be able to have sex.”

“I just… they hurt when it feels like I’m about to nut. Like… I’m being kicked full force by… by HER! Oh god it hurts Jasmine,  it hurts…” Joey’s voice then took on an additional note of worry, “You won’t leave me right… even if we can’t have sex?”

“Joey…”

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Seven years later, Jasmine stood naked. She had grown even sexier from her high school days, having also graduated university and found herself a big girl job as a top-notch businesswoman. She had gained a slight amount of weight, but it had went to all the right places, making her breasts and buttocks larger and even more appealing. Having just undergone that sudden flashback of Joey, she turned towards the bare testicles of the man standing with her, together in her apartment’s living room.

Ken, her fiancé. He was a handsome man, a Eurasian mixed race, with strong features. His jawline was masculine, his eyes wide and shining, his complexion smooth. His form was sculpted, with a six-pack and a perfect v-line. His thighs and legs were powerful, and what was held between his legs was even more impressive. His penis was a respectable six inches, and his manhood, his jewels, hung low and free from his scrotum, dangling with pride. Jasmine reckoned those were the lowest hanging nuts she had ever seen, and she loved to cradle and massage them, rocking them gently and softly, licking them and kissing them. She even referred to them as Ken’s love-berries!

Still, the traumatic experience of Joey’s injury constantly meant that she took great care in making sure she treated them softly and gently, to avoid any accidents that could take away from his ability to father children or make love to her. She understood that there were risks associated with low-hanging balls, something she had learned when Ken had also been involved in a testicular related injury.

Ken and Jasmine had been at a house party when one of Ken’s old football teammates had been extra juvenile and pulled the ‘Bangkok’ joke on him, slamming his fist directly into Ken’s low-hangers. The entire party had stopped to watch as Ken screamed, crying out that he thought his testicles had been ‘ruined’, writing on the floor and rolling around, much to the amusement of the other women at the party.

“Aww, poor Jasmine’s boyfriends always seem to break their nuts!” A girl had joked.

It had been to Jasmine’s relief that Ken had been able to get up on his own two feet, albeit with tears welling in his eyes. Jasmine had then attempted to heal his pain with a ferocious blowjob, running her lips and tongue across his shaft, as her fingers softly kneaded his nuts in a testicle massage.

In the present day, Jasmine slowly approached Ken, as love-making soul music played in the background. She pressed her tits against Ken’s chest, moving her hand to cup Ken’s low-hanging babymakers and stroke them lovingly. She felt him get hard, his penis brushing up against her leg.

“I can’t wait to ride your dick!”

Just before they began to enter a passionate sequence of love-making, a thunderous round of knocks could be heard from the door. They ignored it at first, groping each-other, although the knocks simply would not stop.

Ken sighed, “Guess I better go get that… I’ll go naked and hard like this though, see how the jerk at the door likes it.”

Jasmine giggled, “I’ll bet whoever the jerk at the door is, he’s gonna be so jealous at how big you are down there. Hey, I’ll come too – so that he can be jealous that he’s not fucking a girl like me!”

And so Jasmine followed Ken to the door. However, when Ken opened it, the jerk at the door was not a ‘he’ at all! It was a busty woman in a black tank top, her blonde hair done in pig-tails. Her soft blemish-less complexion was paired well with her rosy cheeks, her blue eyes, and her soft, pixie-like nose. Ken could not help but find his eyes magnetically guided towards her chest, her titties threatening to burst out of the tanktop, her nipples poking through the fabric.

Jasmine recognized her. She was Ken’s ex-girlfriend Cindy, who was always a little off her rocker. She felt a tinge of worry.

“C-Cindy?” Ken stammered.

“Hi Ken! I was just back in town visiting some old friends, and I thought to myself that something feels off! Like it wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t do one thing. And I couldn’t place my fingers on it until you opened the door, stark naked before me with your new, sexy lover.”

“What one thing?”

Cindy eyed Ken’s most treasured possessions, and Jasmine’s mouth widened as she instantly knew what was about to happen.

“I’m gonna make it so you'll never be able to make love to her again!”

And with that her steel-toed boots soared at maximum velocity into Ken’s testicles, causing an audible crunching sound, and Ken to scream in a high-pitched tone. However, the kick did not stop there, as after the crunch, Cindy left her boot up in between Ken’s legs, and began to push even forward up Ken’s nutsack. Ken could feel himself beginning to throw up, as he felt the girl he once loved grinding his testicles into mincemeat.

Jasmine watched flabbergasted, in absolute disbelief. As soon as the crunching sound had happened, Jasmine knew Ken was absolutely done for and ruined as a man. He could probably kiss his chances of being a father goodbye, and if Joey had been any indication, his sex drive and sex life were ruined for good.

“Not again…”

 

[3f707eam42xmh]

Poor Jasmine...

[30wi87yby3qev]

I know right?!  Her luck is THE WORST!  

[Erica Walo]

awwww. One day she'll have a boy who's nuts don't go splat!

maybe.

[Kinkeri]

This was wonderful! Thank you! More of these stories, please, and hopefully more about how sad and useless these new eunuchs are to Jasmine's sexy, femininely fertile charms! <3

[Erica Walo]

thank you, and most definitely!

[Luke Smith]

It would be nifty, if after having two boyfriends who end up having their balls broken, Jasmine ends up with a guy who ENJOYS getting kicked in the nuts. Having her deal with pleasing him with her fetish, while also being terrified that guy number 3 would end up infertile.

[Erica Walo]

i'll keep your suggestion in mind!

[30wi87yby3qev]

Know what else would be cool?  If Jasmine went on a rampage!  I would love to see her lure the boyfriends/husbands of those cheerleaders that crushed her first love's nuts!  And then she could pay them back 10-fold like they did to her and crush their nuts in the most sadistic possible way!  I"m not sure what kind of revenge she could get towards this lady, but It's just a thought.  

[Erica Walo]

you know... i think i've gotten inspiration to combine these ideas into a neat story...

THANK YOU ALL FOR INSPIRATION!

[Bastian Kniese]

very good :D I love your stories^^

[Erica Noelle Wang]

Good to see you back in action again! :) I do not know who I should pity more, Jasmine or Joey!

[bizzybb]

If you ever get bored or need inspiration there's a guy who write really good stories you might like.  Just google jonoffen ballbusting and you should find his blog.  Your stories kick ass.  You def seem to have fun with it. You seem to like situations where they splat.  Should have some girls compete for a high score.