My first CB story, (very) loosely based on something that happened to me when I was 17.
She comes at me, spitting feminine fury, eyes wild, claws out, calling me all of the names under the sun. Just yesterday we were friends, classmates, now I'm a liar, a fucker, I'm useless. Yesterday she didn't know I was seeing Becky. Today I'm scum, today I'm dead. I fend her off, batting away punches, pointy toed kicks to my shins. Her nails rake my face and have to grab her wrists, pull her hands down until they're pinned to her sides. Our eyes lock, I can see her calm down, hear her whisper 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry'. She looks like she's going to cry and now I understand, now I get it. She leans in, I lean in, and we're kissing. Tongues twirling, bodies pressed close. Spike of pain, sudden and sharp as she bites down on my tongue hard. I rear back, pulling away, tears in my eyes mean that I don't even see her leg move. Her knee connects hard and fast with my groin, solid hit in the balls. Fuck, fuck, fucking bitch. She's laughing as I double up in chaotic agony, hands clamped between my legs.
The pain is awful, but my fury is overwhelming. Through my tears I look up at her, she tilts her head back and clenches her fists 'Yes!' she screams, victorious, triumphant. I move fast, my anger driving me forward, 10 years of football loan my muscles memory. Her eyes widen, but she's too slow, her feet planted too far apart as my right foot lashes up between her legs and the toe of my boot smacks into her pussy with devasting force. She screams, that smug look on her face ripped into disbelief and pain as her hands shoot to the scene of the crime. And now she's crying, knees locked together, doubled over, cheeks burning.
Yes, she may have racked me, but I totally nailed her, the rush is incredible. I know I've won. I feel the need to gloat. Hard to showboat when you're limping, but I thought I'd go over there and give it a go "You like that you stupid little bitch?". She's still clutching her pussy with her left hand when her right hand shoots out and grabs my balls, finger nails digging in and twisting sharply. Fucking ow. I shriek like, well like a girl who just got kicked in the pussy, and I'm heading to the ground, dragging her down with me, desperately clawing at her hand. But she's got a death grip on my testicles. The pain is unbearable, my thighs are clamped together and I'm a helpless, sobbing, pathetic mess. Time for a change in strategy.
I punch her left tit, it feels good to hear her gasp so I do it again. She's hurt, but she's not letting go and she's taking my breath away. Her left hand has moved from her crotch to protect her breasts from further attacks so I do what any gentleman would do in this situation, I take a deep breath, suck up the pain and then knee her as hard as I can right in the cunt. My kneecap slams into her mound and she's the one gasping. My balls are free and much as I'd love to dwell on the sweet relief, I need to stay on the attack.I keep my knee pressed deep into her groin and force her onto her back, pinning her hands and keeping my weight on her bruised clit. I ease off and then jab my knee again, eliciting another gasp. Nice. I did it again.
As I'm pushing my knee against her though, she's starting to push back, rubbing her mound against the hard surface of my kneecap. Dirty girl. "You like that you whore?". I go with it, moving my leg in a counterpoint to her increasingly desperate grinding, matching her rhythm, aware of her legs spreading, the warm moisture against my leg and the sweat on her lips. I can see she's close to orgasm and I let it come, watching her face as her mouth forms into an O, her eyes begin to widen and that's when I pull my leg back as far as I can and slam my knee into her unprotected pussy as she cums bucking against me. Shrieking. With pain or pleasure, its not clear. Like I care. I get off her, standing over her and leaving myself wide open. She does nothing, just lies there humiliated and clutching her pussy in pain. I win. I walk away.
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