Motherly Advice, Chapter 5 – Generational competition

[Jenoo]

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Chapter 5 – Generational competition

Isaac started coming over to stay for the night for not just the weekends but for some weekdays as well. As they were preparing to sleep in the evening, Tina started speaking.

“Do you know what’s in my mind?”

“What, goddess?”

Tina blushed.

“I love when you call me that.”

“I know” answered Isaac “You are my goddess, why do you think I kneel so much in front of you?”

Tina chuckled.

“Well, usually because your balls are pathetic, not because you are good at praising me.”

“We can work on both of that” winked Isaac.

Tina smiled and went on.

“Now back to the topic… Since I stepped on you while you were on the floor, I would like to try it again. Just when you guessed me immediately right, I wanted to run back on you, and shove my foot against your bulge instead of your face.”

“I see. That was very arousing indeed. Wanna try it again?”

“Hell, yes. Now lay on, subject.”

Isaac made room on the bed and laid himself on the middle. He was already naked; Tina did not allow him to sleep with her wearing anything, while she was usually wearing nightgowns, camisole sets or teasing pajamas.

As Isaac placed himself properly, she stepped on his belly carefully. She wandered around a little bit on his torso, until she found her way to balance on one foot, allowing the other to tease any target. She rubbed her free foot against his inner thighs at first, then she slowly started to tease his dick. At first, she just rubbed her foot gently against the sides and the tip, but soon she actually put some weight on it crumbling it between his lower abdomen and her foot.

He seemed to enjoy is. Then Tina tried to go for his balls. For her sorrow those were hanging clung to his pelvic area. She could not press them against his belly. She tried to force them down, but pressing them against the mattress could not make the effect she wanted on Isaac. She placed her left leg with her heel on Isaac’s bellybutton, most of the sole compressing the penis against his torso, and she held her right leg to the front then swinged if backwards to crush his nuts against the pelvic muscle. Isaac winced, and she fell onto him.

“This is not working” said Tina devastated “Now I get, why they are holding up the legs in a V-shape, when stomping balls in videos. I cannot crush them during trampling over your body.”

“Wanna try it?” asked Isaac “I mean the V-stomping?”

“Maybe” replied Tina “But not on the bed. Lay on the floor, trembling boy.”

He obeyed, and laid himself on the floor next to the bed. Tina held up his ankles as high as she could, forming a V-shape with his legs. She started massaging his balls with her right leg, with occasional crushing presses.

"You know” she spoke again “This is fun and all, but it would be better to try if your balls can withstand me standing on them. Or you dick.”

“How about a tra…” he had to stop for a short time due to the pressure on his balls “trampling board.”

Tina looked at him questioningly.

“A board, which is cut out” explained Isaac “In a way that you can stand on my balls or dick against the board.”

“Sounds great” said Tina delighted and stomped his balls.

He bit his lips to prevent screaming.

“Let me check this out” went on Tina.

She picked up her smartphone and started searching. She sat next to Isaac and held the screen a way that made it visible for him as well.

“These look nice. Check that out. Do you think you could endure my weight on your balls, caught up like that.”

“I doubt.” answered Isaac with a red face.

“Can’t figure out if we don’t try” said Tina smiling “Better get one with hand restraints. If you must stay where you were, I can enjoy my time on your balls.”

Isaac checked out the product, Tina found in a webshop. He gulped.

“I see you like it” added Tina “A-and, order!”

She finished the order in the webshop.

“We will get it next week” she hummed “Better enjoy your time until then. As it seems, next weekend I can make your little eggs into an omelet.”

She laughed. Then she stood up, and instructed Isaac to jump into the bed. They cuddled up with one of her thighs pressing against his balls, and slowly fell asleep.

Next afternoon Nicole approached Tina when the two were already home. She sat next to her on the couch.

“You know” started Nicole “Some things tend to drive me competitive.”

“I know, mom, I know it well” nodded Tina.

“I’ve started overhearing less desperate begs from your room during nights.”

“Yes, because I gag him” shrugged Tina her shoulders.

Nicole nodded.

“I was joking, mom. We’re trying to do it discrete, and he keeps bearing more.”

“Yes” replied Nicole “This is what made me think…”

She was a little anxious.

“Since now we can both offer a punching sack to the cause, I thought, we might do a little competition.”

Tina pondered for a second.

“But, mom, how could we do it?”

“I don’t know yet.”

Tina went on.

“Just imagine this. What would be the goal? To last longer? We would just hold back the shots on our guys. To floor our partner as soon as we can? They would just drop on the first one. And since this is sexual for me, I cannot even imagine a partner swap. I know you are comfortable busting Isaac, you are not blood-related, but I will not try my dad. I would feel creepy.”

“Yes, I totally understand you” nodded Nicole upset “There goes my plan…”

She got up, and started walking to the kitchen.

“Wait, wait, wait” said Tina suddenly “I have an idea. What if it’s us against them?”

Nicole stopped and started thinking. Tina went on.

“We both bust our subjects. But they work on a joint goal. If they can make it, they win, if they can’t, we win.”

“Amazing, Tina!” flattered Nicole “Let’s work out the details. First of all, will Isaac come over this weekend as well? Next week me and your father will go for a trip, if you remember.”

“This week?” asked Tina surprised “Quite a rush. But in two weeks, Isaac has a boys’ night, so if you don’t want to wait, oh, I see you can’t, for a month, let’s do it this weekend.”

They both convinced their significant others to participate, as the weekend arrived, they gathered and prepared.

As they were waiting for their boys to dress up, Tina asked her mother.

“Did you also have ‘the talk’ with my sister? Did you kick her first boyfriend too?”

“Yes and no” answered Nicole “I had the talk with her as well, and she didn’t seem to like the idea. In fact, it seemed, she is pretty vanilla, and has no interest in dominating her partners as the lady we are. And no, I did not kick her boyfriend, she was way more careful than just bringing him home, and saying that they’re together. She way quite younger though.”

“So, this ‘it’s in your blood’ was bullshitting?” asked Tina.

“Sort of…” admitted Nicole “Yet, sometimes I feel that Maddie also has a kink, she just denies it, or hides it from us.”

“That would be interesting… Or she will just marry an accountant, and sleep in separate beds like in an old TV series.”

“Hey” answered Nicole “That’s rude to say. Even if…”

She stopped, because John and Isaac were coming. Isaac wore a baby blue thong, while John had slim trunks on. Their girls turned to them. Nicole got a sports bra and long leggings on with galaxy print. She looked like she was about to go the gym. Tina had a sport skirt and a tight top, looking like a neon pink tennis player.

Nicole glanced at everybody and spoke up.

“Okay. Let me announce the rules. The first is already fulfilled as I see. You guys must wear one layer of underwear and nothing more. No additional protection, no bonus layers, right. Your beloved ones will bust your nuts. Barefoot, only kicking, without run-up. You work as a team, doing your joint task. You must endure as many kicks as you can, we will add up your score. Clear so far?”

Everybody nodded.

“Your score will be the number of delivered kicks before you fall. So, if you happen to fall on the first, that still counts as one. Failing means if any other part of your body than your soles touch the floor, or you fail to return to the basic position in thirty seconds. There will be no exact timer, your queen will start to count out loud, when she gets bored by your hesitation. The basic position is as I show you. Moderate spread, hands on hips, straight back, smile. You can choose to open or close your eyes. Got it?”

The guys approved.

“You won’t be able to see each other during the trial. So, know that your teammate counts on you. We won’t tell you the other one’s score, just the summed-up result, so you could guess, but never know. Based on your total score, you will earn a title and a reward or an obligation.”

She stood back and checked her notes.

“Let’s see. If your total score is under 10, you both will be considered as ‘Whiney Weaklings’ and you have to buy your significant other one piece or set of sexy lingerie and a bikini. If you score between 10 and 15, we will address you as ‘Testicle Tryhard’ and you can choose to buy your beloved a new bikini set or lingerie. Reaching up 15 but under 20 will earn you the title ‘Unbreak-a-ball’ and you can ask your dolly anything this evening. Up to one o’clock in the night. And if your summarized score hits over 20, we will call you both ‘Bearer of all Busts’ and we will serve our kings for the whole weekend. Fine.”

Both John and Isaac nodded. They shook hands.

“Good luck, champ!” said John.

“All the best” answered Isaac.

Nicole instructed John to go outside to the terrace. She closed the door behind them. Tina showed Isaac to stand in front of the terrace window with his back to the outside. She set the curtain behind him a way that she could not see through behind him, but if she would have gestured a wide wave, Nicole could have notice it.

Isaac got into the basic position and smiled at Tina. She took her position, and checked the way of her leg through the swing by slower movements.

“Fine. Ready, Honey?”

Isaac nodded and closed his eyes. Tina went for it. Her first kick was moderate, she was focusing more on the aim, than the force. Isaac opened his eyes wide, bent his body a little bit, and took a few deep breaths. In a few seconds he straightened back up, smiled again, and closed his eyes.

Tina was a little more confident at the second time. Isaac let out a small cry right after the impact, bent forward, supported himself on his knees with his hands and gasped for seconds.

“Evelen, twelve, thirteen…” Tina started counting the seconds.

Isaac gathered his strength, and stood back up to his position. He looked Tina deep in the eyes, inhaled, and closed his ones. They both knew that this kick will be the last one. Tina prepared for her hardest kick ever.

In the meantime, as John arrived to the patio, he commented.

“It’s a little cold out here.”

“That soon will be the least of your concerns” assured Nicole.

“I hoped so” said John smiling. He took his position with his back to the curtained window.

Nicole checked the way of her swing. She looked her husband deep in the eye, smiled and launched the first kick. John exhaled a little suddenly, then hummed. He even bent slightly, but straightened up in no time.

“Okay” said Nicole “This was more like a warm-up kick. Still counts. One.”

She kicked again. Hardiness built during decades of submission to persistent ballbusting was paying off for John. Even though the kick was swift, the effect was mild. He exhaled harder than last time, hummed a little stronger, and bent a little, but went back up to the position in no time.

“All you got, princess?” he teased her. He looked at his bulge, his trunks clearly printed his erection. He smiled at his wife with conceit.

“You wish. Two.”

Nicole kicked again and again. The exhales became harder, the hums started to turn more and more hysterical, and the bending started to include his knees and his whole back. At some point he crouched too sudden after the impact, lost his balance, and had to support himself with his hand. His other hand was protecting his sack.

“I guess, you are out” said Nicole filled with satisfaction “Ten.”

John regained his balance and stood up.

“Care for a finishing blow?” he asked with an inviting gaze “We won’t count it, I know.”

“How could I refuse?” asked Nicole as John returned to position “Since the game is over, we are not bound by the rules.”

She took a few steps back, and did a run-up for her last blow. This made him let out a short yelp, cup his nuts with his hands and gasp for air, crouching. Nicole closed up with a proud grin.

“Good enough, soldier?” she asked. She placed the front of her right sole on his underwear, where the tip of his penis was emerging.

“Yes, darl… oh… que… ah… mistress” he stammered as Nicole was pressuring his tip every time, she was unsatisfied with the addressing.

“Good. Let’s see how the others did.” She applied some pressure again, forcing a disturbed hum out of John. Then she helped up her husband, and they went inside. He was walking funny, with a clear discomfort. Inside they found Isaac curled up on the floor, whimpering, resting his head in Tina’s lap, who was sitting on the floor.

“Excuse us for a second” said Nicole, and gestured Tina to follow her. Tina left Isaac, who slowly sat up, and stopped whimpering.

Nicole and Tina went to the other side of the room and started whispering. In a minute they went back to the guys and Nicole spoke up.

“We announce with joy, that these two fair gentlemen have earned the proud title of being Testicle Tryhards. Congratulations. Now you must discuss with your partner what her nice gift should be. Thank you all, this was fun, and meant a lot to me. We should do this again sometime.”

Nicole and John went to their bedroom. Tina sat back next to Isaac who was still gathering his strength to get up.

[Piece Chalief]

Wow. Good writing!