[This is a retelling of a very exciting and genuinely unexpected ball busting experience.  I've embellished a bit and fleshed out some conversations as I can't remember all the details. I hope you enjoy.]

Only about three weeks had passed since I had let my neighbor Alyssa test out her self defense techniques on my most sensitive spot, and after filling my wife in and hearing her excitement at the thought of future experiments, no one had mentioned it at all.  It was a Friday…

One of the most surreal ballbusting experiences I have ever had involved a trip to the doctors that was prompted by my wife.  I had developed a slight rash that was not very prominent or widespread, but which had hung around for about three weeks, and my wife told me I should go to a dermatologist to get it checked out.  Normally I avoid doctors for anything that isn't causing me major problems - mostly because I'm usually busy and can't be bothered, but she'd been really urging me to take…

So since my wife discovered my enjoyment of ballbusting, we have had quite a few adventurous nights.  She is not always in the mood for that particular variety of fun, and so sometime there are long dry spells, which only make the next busting all the more sweet, when out of the blue she decides to have some more fun at the expense of my nuts.

This story takes place during one of those longer dry spells.  

My wife was taking some after-hours classes after work,…

Since our initial foray into ballbusting, my gf has quickly grown to appreciate how much it turns me on, and better yet she has found that she really enjoys the reactions she can get by beating on my nuts when she can tell I'm getting excited.  It is now very common for her to punish my balls when we are fooling around, but so far there has really only been one time that she smashed my nuts when there was an audience present.  

She had only busted me once or twice at this…