Melissa at home Pt 2

[Erica Noelle Wang]

Petir learned about the damage she had inflicted on Trent a week later, of how they had to operate on his scrotum to remove his mashed up testicle from the knee Sarah had given him. He gulped and put a hand over his groin as he imagined what it must have felt like.

He took a steady breath, and stood up slowly, trying to avoid straining himself. An hour ago, he had been victim to one of her extremely painful kicks again.

"Petir! Stop hogging the shower!", she yelled. "I have to prepare for a class!"

He took note of her, and quickly dried himself. It was her first day attending a woman's self defense course, as if she was not good enough at it, but there were going to be guy's for the girls to spar with there, and he expected her to get her kicks, and give some kicks from that. 

The class was hosted by a police woman named Rachel, who made a name for herself defending herself from a guy in their school named Andrew in a confrontation, where she put a end to any possibility of him ever making babies with a well placed knee to his developing gonads. There were rumors that it had been a misunderstanding, and he was actually a victim, and that she hated men as she had been cheated on, but the fact remained that she had a deadly right knee, and as such girls from all over had attended her class.

"It's all yours", he said, walking past her, avoiding any eye contact.

"Hey Petir! Don't use that tone on me! After all, I am your older step sister!", she said.

"Just go get yourself ready and get out of here", retorted Petir, who was having a bad day. Little did he know, his day was about to get a lot worse.

"Don't talk to me like that! Do you want to get kicked in the balls?", she threatened.

Petir's heart skipped a beat as painful memories of her racking him when they were younger filled his mind. It hurt a lot back then, and now that his testicles were growing, they were much larger and softer, and her kicks were a lot more accurate now. He hated to think of the damage she might inflict on his fun bits.

"N-no, I don't", he stammered. "I, I was just-"

She cut him off. "Only now do we see a attitude adjustment in you. You boys are all like that. All it takes is one kick", she kicked at the space right in front of his crotch, as he put his hands over his sex organs protectively, "to make you change your tone. Any harder and you'll end up like Trent".

"Leave me alone", he said, embarrassed, and tried to turn away.

She was having a bad day as well, and she taunted him. "Aww poor Petir, so scared to get his balls kicked. What's the matter? Afraid you won't get to enjoy them with your new girlfriend? Now, what's her name again.."

"Well, I-i.."

"Ah, Erica. Did you let her know that if you annoy me too much I'll kick you so hard she won't be able to find them?", she continued, gently shaking her chest provocatively. She was in a black tank top, sans bra, and Petir could see her nipples poking gently out from the front, as her ample bust jiggled.

He felt something stirring in his boxers, and blood flushing to his face. "Hey, you can't j-", he said, stepping forward and pointing at her, but was cut off by a sudden impact to his nuts.

She made a shocked face at him and slowly put her hand over her mouth, as he looked down to see her toes buried in his most precious organs. He opened his mouth to cry but no sound came out, as the pain slowly travelled upwards and he felt like he had been stabbed in the stomach.

She continued, pushing him against the wall with her foot, as he slowly slid to the ground, his back against the wall, and her foot buried in his most private region. She finally moved her leg away, and he immediately curled up in a fetal position and let out a high pitched squeal. 

She laughed cruelly, and stood over him for a few seconds, watching him squirm and shudder on the ground. "You're lucky I didn't break your balls! I felt them with my foot and they are still intact!", she stated, before leaving to shower.

He laid there, eyes tearing while trying to catch his breath, before he realized that he could not handle the testicular trauma he was in any longer and retched. 

Fast forward to an hour later, as he sat in the kitchen, gingerly icing his bruised testes and wincing, as he wondered how he was going to explain his swollen nuts to his girlfriend who would be coming over in an hour.

Meanwhile, at Sarah's self defense class..

[Erica Walo]

something tells me he won't get to enjoy them with his gf much

[Erica Noelle Wang]

He might get to have a little fun with her, a little teaser, while his aching nuts worry him. His sister is going to learn some new nut cracking techniques at her class, and he will suffer from it in front of his gf. More in the next story!

[Peter John]

I'm jealous!! Thanks for the story Erica ;)

[ElTioDelCasco]

love these storys. nice work!