One Random Tuesday

[KneeMyNuts]

Here's another story from my ballbusting blog (http://staceybbchron.blogspot.com), enjoy!

Stacey and I had been together for months, and things were great. We got along extremely well, and she was awesome to hang out with. But, for purposes of this little story area, I'll mention our fetish life: I could not have asked for more. She would bust me very regularly (a lot of the time, randomly and catching me completely off-guard), and our sex life was amazing, although we had yet to actually have sex.

One particular day, I was going to wait for Stacey and have dinner with her after she had her night class. I knew when her class would be over so, when the time came, I went to the building her class was in to meet her outside when she came out. It was cold outside, so I hoped I'd timed it well and that she'd be out soon, preventing me from freezing my ass off. As soon as I had that thought, the door opened and people began streaming out, indicating the end of the only class that night (I assumed haha). I looked at the faces of those coming out and, after a minute or two, I saw her. We made eye contact and she smiled, moving in my direction. When Stacey got out from behind everyone, what I saw made me gasp. She was wearing a jacket... and her tan miniskirt and matching heels. I grinned to myself; I recognized that she would wear that skirt and heels combination when she wanted to tease me in public and appear innocent to everyone else. She got to within earshot and I asked quietly "What are you up to?" She did a poor, almost comically bad, job feigning innocence and asked "What? I'm just wearing a skirt, what do you think is going on?" I raised an eyebrow and gave her a smirk, taking her hand and walking to the dining hall with her without pressing the issue. While we ate, I was simultaneously disappointed and relieved that she didn't try anything, but when we were done, she asked a surprising question. "My roommate and I aren't really... y'know... getting along so... can I hang out with you guys tonight?" Stacey asked. Since she didn't try anything during dinner, I didn't think anything sinister was in the works (I know, silly me), so I said "Yeah, come on over, we're just going to be sitting around in the apartment though." She smiled brightly, which I took to mean that that sounded good to her.

We went back to my apartment and my roommates were playing N64 (it was over a decade ago haha), so Stacey and I called next. We all played for a while but it started getting late so I pulled Brad aside and asked if Stacey could stay the night. He looked at me like I was out of my mind and answered "Of course, dude." Then he laughed at me. Anyway. As we all hung out, Brad and then Tom went to bed, leaving Stacey and I to play. It didn't take long for her to spring into action. She got right on top of me and whispered into my ear "Come with me into the kitchen" before getting up, taking my hand, and leading me there. I could immediately tell by her tone and sense of urgency that she wasn't hungry (for food, anyway), so I followed her eagerly. Before even coming to a full stop, her fingers were working my belt loose. I slid my hands down to help her, but my pants were already on their way to the floor around my ankles. Stacey put her hands on my hips, wordlessly telling me to stand still, and she tapped my balls with her knee a few times. It didn't really hurt, but it certainly got my attention (in a manner of speaking), and I was pitching a tent in my boxers. She slid her fingers into the waistband of my underwear and maneuvered the top of my boxers around my erection and pulled them down. As I stepped out of my jeans and underwear, she whispered "Go down, sit." I slowly sat on the cold kitchen floor, spreading my legs a little so she could have access. Stacey stood in the "V" my legs created, put her hands on my shoulders for balance, and kissed me deeply as she used her shoe to press my cock down onto the floor. I let out a little moan as we kissed, and I felt her add more pressure. She broke off from the kiss and took her other foot off the floor slowly, crushing me on the tile but her foot slipped a little and pinched the side of my erection, and I let out a tiny gasp. "Ooh, did I hurt you?" Stacey asked quietly. I responded smugly but quietly, "I don't think you can hurt my dick by just stepping on it." She asked "Oh really?" and then moved her foot up, relieving the pressure and allowing my hard-on to rise... only to be stomped back down onto the floor. She did it again, and again, letting me up and then stomping me back down over and over, which didn't really hurt a lot but I felt it. And... it looked so sexy watching her do it. Stacey stomped me one more time, then starting to grind me like she was putting out a cigarette. After a while, she stepped off my cock, which was throbbing at this point, and let my erection's natural motion leave my balls unprotected, and she gave them a little kick. I flinched and, when I did, my erection bobbed somewhat, shaking loose some of the precum that was on the head. "Well," Stacey said, seemingly very satisfied with herself, "you look like you're ready. Stand back up." I guess I wasn't moving fast enough, so she reached down and smacked me across the face, hissing at me "Hurry up!" I made more haste and, when she maneuvered me so my back was against the fridge, she fired her knee right into my balls. I bit my lip so I didn't yelp and wake my roommates, but my knees quivered and I almost went right back down. She reared back and slammed her knee into me again and, this time, I fell to the floor. After a minute or and hour, I couldn't tell which, I made my way back to standing, although very shakily. She took me into her warm hand and began stroking me and after a few pumps, I felt her knee between my legs. She didn't slam into me like before, but she was grinding... not enough to hurt, but enough to make me squirm a little. Stacey asked in barely above a whisper "Are you close?" Assuming she meant close to orgasm, I nodded enthusiastically. Saying nothing more, she dropped to her knees and guided me into her mouth. I have no idea how I was able to remain verbally silent but she worked her magic on me and it didn't take very long...

When I was able to think clearly again, Stacey told me she was ready for bed and that I could... ahem, pay her back another time. She took her skirt off but, before she took her tan heels off, she asked "You want one more while I'm still in them?" Of course I did, so she had me go down on my knees in front of her. She had the top of her foot pressing a tiny bit between my legs into my balls and she asked "Right here, baby?" When I nodded, she kicked me, the bare skin of her foot and my naked balls causing a SMACK! sound. I grunted a little and started getting hard again, but I was ready to acknowledge that I'd had a good night already and wasn't going to press for more. I was about to get up when Stacey slapped me in the face and pushed me, causing me to lose my balance and fall onto my ass. She moved faster than I'd ever seen and, before I knew it, she had my growing erection trapped under her shoe again. I watched as she let some pressure off and then as she stomped me back down. She stepped off me completely and smiled sweetly, saying "I wanted to try that one more time." Her face took on a bit of a seductive edge when she added "You owe me tomorrow."

I was practically salivating thinking about I'd do for her tomorrow as I slid my underwear on. I really hoped that she would have a lot of time for me to show her how grateful I was...


The End.