My second session

[Marina Glückskeks]

Hello, its me again, telling you about my 2nd session. Originally, we said we do it on thursday, but the guy could not wait anymore and wanted to do it today, on wednesday. I talked to him yesterday and he was a little drunk, so a "Are you really like that or are you just acting that perv?" came over his virtual chat lips.
He would find out, I though, and thats the story of how we met.

At 10.40 am I left the house and walked through the allotment gardens to the parking area where i had met my first boy already. A sharp wind was blowing, and I wore a corseted jacked and a corsage underneath, so you see, I had a bare back under that jacket, and the was pretty cold.
Fortunately, he arrived after a short wait.
I hugged him and he asked if we already should get in the car and go to the place, and i agreed.
We arrived at the cemetery and I was immediately pissed. There were workers, gardeners and people everywhere. He wondered what these people were doing here. Entering the cemetery, he immediately noticed i wore black gloss boots instead of sneakers, and I said that is because the skirt was not long enough to wear sneakers, and that i hoped he was alright with these. He agreed. Then i said that my father was angry as always. "Why?" my busting partner answered. "Well," I continued, "he doesnt like when i met with people from the net, saying taht is so dangerous." "That is not so untrue." my friend answered, but I explained that this was just a farce, in fact my dad thinks im fucking with everybody that i meet, whereas in fact, I joked, I "do" only every seconds.
He laughed saying "okay, lol".

We made our way deeper into the cemetery and arrived at three benches. At first he didnt feel like sitting there, because they seemed to be a bit dirty, but i made him sit, because I wanted to do something.
When we finally sat, I said if I should say "hello" to the "two" too. Which meant if I should reach into his jeans.
He said not now, and that there is a worker sitting in a van nearby that could see it. I noticed a kid and an adult coming from the other side, up to our bench, and I asked him if he wanted to reach into my corsage and say "Hello" to my two, saying "right BECAUSE theres somebody in the van who can see it.
But he said thats not so much his thing. Weee.

Well, we went further on, and there was somebody driving a working machine, coming our way from behind, and I joked "I wont step aside, you gotta beeeep!"
He had a whole grave violation set on the pickup area, a shovel and a trifork, how evil ^^
"First we go to this spot, then we go to the hill, and then we go to the playground, and then to the sightseeing spot in the end", I announced, yeah, this would be a multi-location bust showdown.
We arrived at my spo, my very fave spot at the cemetery, and a "NOT HERE" couldn't have been any more clear and expressionate. There was a woman in a red fake leather jacket caring for a grave with her butt RIGHT and EXACTLY in front of the tombstone that i wanted to put my boy against Oo Her dog barked at us, and i sighed "oh my, now we are fucked". We decided to go to the hill in the park nearby. I said if there is somebody, I'm burning the park down.

In the park, we went to what is called "the hill" because its an ascension with a sightseeing place atop. To it's feet, a woman walked her little dog, fortunately she didnt went up there. i looked down at the dog and mumbled "Is he castrated?" and answered myself "Yes" then added "His luck.", thinking of the balls that I'd go to kick, and my friend laughed once again about my weird humor.
Arriving at the top of the hill, nothing was like 10 years ago when I had been there, it was small and all full of little trees. Most likely they had changed the place because teens and others would make campfires up there, inmidst this little forest. The place that I had wanted to present to him in a proud manner was a shabby little trail now, atop an ascension. I stood there with a face like somebody had poured ape piss over my head, from a bucket reading "loser".
But he said this place was pretty ideal for us. So, I guess he liked it.
He looked at me with excitement, and went into position. The very first time that somebody else than his ex gf would kick him had finally come.
I took a look because I thought somebody came but that was a piece of colorful garbage moving in the wind, so i went towards my guy and he asked to begin carefully and not hit the scrotum with the tip of the black gloss boots.

My shoe went underneath his jeans and i claimed that I was checking the height and angle. In fact I just wanted to rub over his testicles at least if I already didnt get to grab them. This all had went a little different from waht I had planned. Originally I had wanted to sit on the benches were we had been before and reach in his pants to melt the ice, let him knead by boobs to busy his hands in return, proceed to my place at the grave stone and get his things out of the jeans to get a quick taste of dick in the morning, cus I only had a thin breakfast, and would squeeze his nuts accompanied by the most explicit language to turn him on so much his dick would rise and point up high where eagles fly, and then I would knee him into oblivion with the virtue of a bb veteran who has 20 years of practical experience. But alright, we were on the hill and I gave him a few mild kicks for his balls to get used to it, he'd never been receiving any busts except from his ex gf so he was already pretty excited about what we were doing, but he kinda had no clue of what that goth girl in front of him would've done if he had let her ;)

We took a minimal break and continued, this time a little harder, and after another break i gave him 2 knees.
He ached and said this was different, different but good.
As I continued with traditional kicks, he said I can do them a bit harder if I want, so I did. Then he crouched a bit and felt my boot, saying this was a good boot. :) I convinced him that this was a kickass boot by kicking him yet more, and then he felt like he had enough. Giving his balls time to recover, he asked how hard was that for me. I took a guess that this should've been about 1/4 of how hard I can do it. ^^ He giggled "Oh :)" knowing that I couldve made him drop any time. Yeah, these had not been kicks of a degree that I would give a soundtrack like "unleash the beast" from Saxon. This was just easy going :) But this degree of kicks had fit him well, he recovered, and recovered, and finally said it seemed to be enough for today. I picked up my handbag as a plane flew over our heads right that moment and I wouldn't have been surprised if the plane had pulled an aerial banner reading "WE WANT MORE!" in big cap letters.

We went downhill and sat on some bench at the playground, and after a while of sitting there, he decided that it was enough for today since he would still feel the effect of kicks near his tummy. I still felt the memory of the kicks on my foot.
Going back to the parking area, we talked about profane things, til he stated that he had liked it and we didnt want it to be the last time that we met.
"But next time i wanna scrabble in your pants" was my comment ^^

Reaching the parking area, I mentioned once more that I'll earn annoying looks when i get home, thinking I had fucked with my date.
I told him that my father really is that way, thinking I whore around, whereas my mom aint that way, but, I added, this might be because she fully knows what I'm doing.
He was like "Huh? She knows?"
We reached his car and I nodded that I am telling my mom anything that I do, she's well informed, she also knew what I did at my first BB date. And he was a little flabberghasted, continueing: "You mean you told her that you meet me... to kick my balls?"
Triumphantly, I smiled and entered the car "Yup, exactly."
He didnt know what to say and laughed with a trace of embarrassment that he was unable to hide.
Then he drove me back to the parking area of the allotment gardens and i hugged him, said "drive carefully" and went home.

After all I would rate this an "OK" session that didnt give me the opportunity to unfold my full potential and capabilities. Never underestimate the sexual power of a goth girl. ^^ Just kidding. Acknowledged, it had not been the multi-stage perv-lympics that I originally had wanted it to be, but still I have enjoyed it alot.

Cheers,
Marina

[Adriaan]

Youve got an creative inspiring ballbusting mind! haha scramble the eggs.....

[istanbul]

I love what you do and how you do... It is great.

[Carsten]

WOW

Marina, this was a real wonderful report on your encounter... so your mom really knows about your bb interest? That is cool.. what does she say about it?

I would LOVE to meet you soon!

[None]

I liked the story and description...
Perhaps you could talk less about the journey through the graveyard and talk more about how the busting felt.
Thanks for another entry, though.