Camera Shy

[Desmond]

I’m not the best writer but I just wanted to share this short story about my ex and I. Hope you guys enjoy :)

     I was hanging out on the couch just on my phone when I saw my girlfriend (ex now) in front of the bathroom mirror getting ready. "Where you headed, babe?" I asked. I should've known the answer as the first thing that caught my eye were the skin-tight tights that clung to her tear-inducing onion booty (did i mention I’m not the best at writing? I’m trying to say she had an amazing fat ass, guys!) “Just goin’ to the gym.” she replied as she fixed her hair. I watched her standing there with that killer side-profile. Curves in all the right places… I had to have it.

      To give you guys a mental picture, my ex was Mexican, 5 ft 5 about 135lbs with a few extra in the pants. Beautiful, light brown skin, brown hair, brown eyes, perfect is what she was. Anyway, I got the idea in my head that maybe I could break a little piece off before she left.

      “Don’t even think about it, Babe.” She said looking right at me, with a half-smile on her face. I must've looked like a wild dog drooling over a fresh, juicy t-bone. And I totally was. “I really gotta go.” She gave me her pleading eyes. “Damn.” I thought to myself. I stayed on the couch just watching her. Then I decided to have a little more fun.

      I pulled out my phone and started recording. “MMMmmmmm, mmmmm, mmmm. Whoa.” This was all my feeble brain could muster as commentary. “Come here.” I said. She looked at me and rolled her eyes. She walked over to the bed covering her face and lay down. At this point I knew she must’ve been waiting for her girlfriend to pick her up so i had some time to kill.

      I walked over to the bed and straddled her. “Babe,stop. What are you doing? Go away.” She started speaking in her little cutesy baby voice, she could hardly keep the smile in. “I’m gonna leave if you don’t stop.” “I’m just recording you.” “I don’t want you too” she said covering her face. At this point I’m just trying to get her to show that pretty face of hers and I know just how to do it. My ex is very ticklish. I start hitting all the right spots. Her underarms, her neck, her love handles right above her hips. She starts fidgeting and freaking out. She can’t hold in the laughter. “OH MY GOD BABE YOU BETTER STOP! I’M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!” She exclaims while smacking the camera. “I’m just trying to see my pretty baby.Can’t I see my pretty baby” I reply devilishly. “Please stop!” she begs and starts throwing light smacks to my mid-section. But I am determined to make her suffer for not allowing me to see that pretty face, and that body too ;), she’s gonna have to suffer just like me. “Please babe, I’ll give you a hug if you stop.” “Hmmmm, not good enough.” I continue my tickling, turning it up a notch.

      I let her cool down a bit and she finally shows me her face and gives me the cutest little mad face. “I’m mad at you.” she says in what I can only describe as the  cutest, sexiest, angry baby voice (weird i know lol.) Time to unleash my master plan. “Alright, I’m taking your pants off.” “Nooo,Babe!” She’s giggling now, realizing that she better do something if she really wants me to stop. “SMACK!” she slaps at the camera. “Give it to me!” she yells. “Nope” "3...2…” “What happens when you get to 1?” I tease her. I call her bluff and she starts wiggling and trying to get free. “Babe, I really have to go now.” She struggles but she can’t overpower me. She lays back down, defeated. Then I see it… a quick glimmer in her eyes. I’ve seen it before. I know where this is headed. She takes a quick glance between my legs, then even quicker she reaches her hand out hoping to grab her prize. NOPE! I’m not done with her yet. I smack her hand away. Her hand retreats and we lock eyes. She has her little smirk and she gives me a little devilish giggle. This is when the real game begins and we both know it. Boy vs Girl. Battle of the sexes. She’s taken her first strike and I’m stupid enough to think I actually stopped her. She thinks I don’t know her game? Please! I’m not giving up my balls this time. Not that easily. But truth is, she knows she could end it whenever the fuck she wants too. She knows those balls are hers and she could bring me to tears in an instant. But she’s a nice little girl and she wants to make me feel like a big, strong boy before her fingers close around those babymakers and she claims them once again. Worst part is is I think I fucking know it too.

      I come back at her hard. Tickling every part of her body now. “BAAAAAABE, STOOOOOOPPPP! PLEEEEAAAASSEEE.” I’m all over her now. “I’m gonna get mad at you!” She starts attacking my stomach, her smacks become punches. But they do nothing. “BAAAAABE, PLEASE! I REALLY HAVE TO GO!” “HUSH!” I yell. She stops fighting and drops her hands to her sides. She gives me an eyeroll for the ages and a long sigh,as if to say “Ok, I think I’m over this.” She lifts her head and picks her hair up. She looks down between my legs and I see it. The fire in her eyes. She’s done. She had enough. No more games.

      She reaches out her right hand and tries to grab a handful of my basketball shorts. “Let me see, what’s this.” She has two targets and they're both underneath very thin fabric. I’m able to pull away but she’s able to get a quick pinch of my right nut in. It slows me down. Damn. I think I might have underestimated her quickness. She smacks at the camera, distracting me. She’s now going for my sac with both hands. Fuck. Her hands are everywhere now. She’s pulling at the waistband with one while the other’s playing jewel thief. I’m starting to freak out a little as I move my hips and use my one free hand to keep hers from making me sorry I started this whole thing. My nuts are slipping through her fingers but I knew it was only a matter of time. I’m still recording this whole thing and I want to keep it that way since this is FUCKING HOT. But i knew that train of thought wouldn't last once she got a hold.

      “BABE STOP!” The words came outta my mouth this time as I saw the inevitable path I was headed down. I was able to get her hand out of my shorts and started tickling her like my life depended on it, my sex life anyway. I kept blocking her attempts. My balls were well defended now. I was getting the upper-hand again. “Are you done babe?” I asked condescendingly. Bad idea. She looks up at me, her hands still trying to get in. “Are you crying yet?” she asks. “Does it look like I’m crying?” “Then NO, I’m not done.” She starts really moving now. Her hands are in and out of my pants at lightning speeds. I can’t keep up with them.

      Uh oh... I feel it... My left testicle. I feel her fingers wrap around.... It’s hers. She smiles like she has the world in her palms and she fucking does, my world! She doesn’t squeeze it yet. She just holds it. I fucked up. She wants me to know it. I swear it felt like an eternity. I feel the cold sweat and a chill come over my body.I try to pull back but I only succeed in allowing her to get a better grip. She has something to prove now. She starts to squeeze. The second she does she looks up into my eyes. She wants to see the pain. She starts to laugh. Not a girly giggle anymore, but a deep laugh.  “Awwww babe…….Ahhhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuck.” She smacks the camera again, she starts pulsing her squeeze. “AHHHhhhhwwwww, stop.” My voice goes in and out of puberty, as it cracks (my voice only,thank god) I hit the panic button. I use my left hand to really start poking the shit out of her now. “OOOOWWWWWWW!” She screams. Stupid fucking idea, Desmond. “AAAAOOoooOWWwwwWW.” Oh my god she starts squeezing fucking hard! “OOOhhhhHH, baaaabe. Stop...Pleeeaassee babe stop.” The pain signals get to my brain like a fucking bullet train! My stomach muscles tense up and I can’t breath. I’m begging now. She looks up at me and lets out a sigh “Ahhhhh, now I’m having fun.” That smile. That smug fucking smile!!! I’m still recording at this point. She grabs for the camera, “Give this to me.” she says in the calmest voice.” I don’t fight back. “Thank you.” She’s giving me quick 3 sec squeezes. Hard squeezes. She’s never squeezed me this hard before. I can’t get free. Her fingers are jamming into my testicle and it can’t get free! Pressure at every fucking angle!

     I lump over to the side, roll off her and give up. Not knowing what else to do. I can’t form words anymore, just girlish, high-pitched moans. She gets up and stands at the edge of the bed, her hand still holding on for dear life. She doesn’t say anything. She gives one last squeeze and I give one last blood curdling yelp and she lets go. My body goes limp. I have zero energy left. I just lay there, face down on the mattress. She leaves and heads for the kitchen. I can’t move. My brain is still trying to make sense of what just happened. I try to move my legs but the pain still lingers. “SMACK!” I feel a smack on my ass. “Thanks for the workout babe.” She smiles. “I’ll be back a little later, ok?” She rolls me over not as lightly as I had hoped for. She places her hand over my sac and gives it a little rub. “Did you learn your lesson?” Still catching my breath, “Yes, babe.” She smiles and leans over and gives me a kiss. She heads for the door. “Tacos tonight. I love you.” “I love you too.” I’m able to weakly respond. Door closes. I just lay there, staring at the ceiling. “Damn… what a fucking woman.”

[Desmond]

Yeah I have the video and believe me I watch it all the time! Can't post it tho, I'm sure my ex wouldn't appreciate it. Sorry guys!

[Elizabeth Hammer]

yea i also wanna see the video :)