Mrs D learns Ball Busting

[Mister D]

Not that it matters, but most of what follows is true.

The Players: I and Mrs D are a middle age married couple. I have erectile dysfunction. The cock ejaculates, but remains permanently soft. Not a good turn on for Mrs D. We are looking to add new spark to our sex lives.

Her Warmup: We watch an erotic movie and I give her a 20 minute full body massage as she watches. It starts with some light tickling, mostly avoiding her erogenous zones. Then I moderately massage the muscles in her legs, feet, shoulders, and back. She becomes very relaxed. I start tickling her erogenous zones, a soft light touch over her nipples and around her pussy. After awhile, I notice her hips start moving. I apply a bit more pressure around the pussy and occasionally stroke the clitoris. When this produces additional hip movement, I begin to lick her pussy and flick my tongue rapidly across her clit. When the hips move even more rapidly, I insert a well lubricated finger or two about an inch into her pussy and rub upward toward her g-spot. She begins moaning and requests me to press harder. After a minute or so she moans out very loudly, shudders, and relaxes as I remove my fingers and tongue. I can occasionally repeat this process for her to have 2 or 3 orgasms. Now she is ready to work on me.

Normally she gives me a soft cock hand job, I ejaculate, and that's it. But this was all about to change.

Episode #1: I decide to select a ball busting scene for our viewing pleasure one night. The movie was Brother Love's POV Fantasy #3 with Riley Mason. In the scene, Riley gives Brother Love a long series of ball slams and punches his balls really hard. This ball action caught the attention of Mrs D and I encouraged her to give it a try (I will always be grateful to Brother Love for what was about to happen to me).

I laid back in my lounge chair with Mrs D sitting on a stool in front of me with great access to my balls. She began with a light ball squeeze and began patting the balls with her open hand. Gentle taps, nothing hard. I told her that she could slap harder then that. She increased her slapping to about a 6 inch swing and alternated her hands after a few moments. I again told her that she could slap harder. She responded that she didn't want to hurt me, but I assured her that I would let her know. I told her that she should hear a solid slapping sound and that's how hard I would like it. Mrs D began extending the arch of her swing to 15 to 18 inches and it made a distinctive slapping crack with each swipe of her fingers.

As she slapped my balls with one hand, she messaged my cock with the other. Mrs D paused for a moment, looked at me, and said "You're getting an erection!" She grabbed my erect cock around the shaft and gave it a good squeeze. "Wow, you're really hard", she said with a distinctive grin on her face. Mrs D repositioned my cock back against my belly and resumed ball slapping with a new found enthusiasm. After being hard slapped in the balls for about a minute, she commented on how red my ball sack was. I suggested that she try tapping my balls with her closed fist. She eagerly agreed.

Again, she started out with gentle taps. I assured her that she could hit harder, and she did. At first, Mrs D was having trouble hitting the balls. It took additional concentration to hit the moving ball targets. She asked if I could take over stroking the cock and she would concentrate on the balls. When I grabbed my cock even I was surprised as to how hard it was. I hadn't had a hard erection like this it years. Just as I was admiring the feel of having an erection again, Mrs D sunk her first hard fist into my ball sack. She was definitely aiming much better with only my balls to focus on. Her second and third jab landed on target just as well. She alternated her fists and hit my balls over and over again. It was pure bliss, I was really enjoying the sensation. More importantly, Mrs D was having giggling moments and smiled with a new spark of fun that I had not seen for some time.

After a minute or more of solid ball hitting, she asked me to stand and masturbate in front of her. I stood and began stroking as she plowed into my ball sack with a solid hit. It was a most unusual feeling, I was getting even more aroused with every hit she landed on my balls. I kept stroking and she kept pounding away. As I started getting close to coming, I asked her to punch just a little bit harder. Mrs D immediately increased the force of her hit and after several very nice jabs, I exploded. I shot my wad over her shoulder and past her back. But then I had another wad that shot out and splattered on her breasts. And then a third wad that landed on her leg. This was far different then the single wad that I normally produce and that barely dribble past my hand. This time, I truly exploded. I was exhausted and collapsed back into the lounge chair.

Mrs D approached, she was covered in cum, and said, "I haven't seen you shoot like that in long long time. Wow, you really get excited when I punch you in the balls. And I was getting really excited doing it too. Who knew that you would like getting your balls hit and that I would like hitting them?" She had that little gleam in her eye that meant that this would not be our only ball busting session. In the next few days, more episodes would follow. But that, as they say, is another story.

Your comments and suggestions are welcomed. Any ideas on improving our techniques would be appreciated. We're brand new to ball busting and have no experience except what we did in the above session. But I felt like a million bucks after our special playtime and Mrs D still can't get the grin off her face. It's a new discovery and Mrs D is very interested in perfecting her art.

I'm not sure if this is the right kind of story for this forum. Let me know if there is any interest in hearing about Episode #2.

[One from the Vaults]

I'm glad to hear it worked well for you (and, hot story, good job, keep 'em coming). How old are you, out of curiosity?

[pecs]

thanks for sharing. i think many of us can relate to your story of how bb can improve our sex lifes

[vonrick]

Gewar story.

[Thumper]

Well written Totally dope scene paint. Loved the action : NEXT go somewhere that ceiling rafters are exposed suspend your self face down resume scene one,- sack extended the next punch you felt ?
P.S. Add a camera and post the swollen results.

[Pupuce]

That's great it worked ! I'm kinda affraid BB is sometimes such a turn-on, that "normal" sex is simply not as exciting, and therefore won't help me providing viable erection. :(

[Mister D]

Thank you for all of the nice comments. Here is the next session.

Episode #2: Mrs D met me in the kitchen for our morning coffee. She was all aflutter. "I really like ball busting", she whispered in my ear. Then continued, "I think you have created a monster. After our first session I couldn't get to sleep right away, so I decided to surf the internet. I did a Google search on ball busting. Wow, there were like two million hits on this topic. I had no idea this activity was so popular. I don't know how I had never heard of this subject before." She went on, "I tried getting into some porn sites to see pictures, but they were all pay sites. Do you have any more ball busting movies that we can watch together?" I nodded that I did.

Mrs D commented on her enjoyment in watching the last video, "I don't like most porno movies. Those movies are usually designed for guys, where the guy is getting what he wants, but the girl isn't having fun. It's like the guy jams his cock down her throat, the girl starts choking, and that isn't very much fun for me to watch. But in that last ball busting movie we watched, the girl was laughing and I was laughing watching it. I mean, watching a guy getting punched in the balls makes me laugh. It was the expression on the girl's face when she hit him in the balls, like she was hesitant that she had just hit him too hard. Then the guy says hit harder and the gal cracks a big smile and starts laughing. I can't remember ever watching a porno film before and laughing. Yet it was also a big turn on for me. I could relate to the girl in the movie. That girl's reaction was exactly what I felt. So I thought, well, if she was okay hitting that guy in the balls, then I felt that I could hit you in the balls too."

Later that afternoon, I loaded two short movies into the DVD player. Both were Brother Love short extra films. The first was from POV Fantasy #5 with Sara Stone titled, "Ball Busting 101 #4". The second was from POV Fantasy #2 with Penny Flame titled, "Ball Busting 101". In the first short film, Sara tied up Brother Love's balls with elastic hair ties, this pulled the balls together tightly, and she began seriously punching his ball sack. Sara then pulled a tight pair of shorts on Brother Love, with his nuts still tightly tied up, she began another series of hard punches to his sack. Mrs D's eyes grew wide as she watched and she uttered, "Oh my, she really has his balls gathered together tightly. Those balls can't move away from her punching." In the second movie, Penny Flame ran through a series of hitting styles from ball slapping, one handed hits, two handed hits, ball kicks with her foot, and finally several knee blows to his groin. Mrs D watched this movie with a big grin on her face and gave an occasional giggle. She commented, "Wow, that lady can really punch hard. She just focusses on his ball sack and has at it." The two movies had given Mrs D way too many ideas.

My balls were still pretty tender from the previous session that we had had two days earlier. But when the movie ended, I leaned back in my lounge chair, spread my legs apart, and invited my wife to get in a little more ball busting practice. My balls were accessible and within an easy reach of her hand when Mrs D rushed to the bathroom. She returned with something in her hand. She sat on the stool in front of me and attempted to tie an elastic hair band around my balls. After several failed tries, she commented, "Well this isn't going to work. I'll have to pick up something else the next time I go shopping." She dropped the hair band on the floor and grabbed my ball sack with one hand. She stretched her one finger and thumb around the top of my sack and pulled my balls together in a tight grip. Then she admitted, "I would have never of thought of grabbing your balls like this without watching that video. That was a great demonstration."

With that, her other hand formed a fist and she slammed it into my tightly gathered balls. A nice solid hit. Mrs D follows this with another dozen punches to my balls. I'm in ecstasy. Each blow is hitting me with a solid sharp smack. There's a feeling of uncomfortable pressure when her fist lands a shot, and then an exuberant sense of pleasure as her fist is removed. This rise of discomfort, followed by a release, cycles over and over again with each hit. It's almost becomes too much when Mrs D releases her grib. Momentarily I'm relieved. Then her other hand re-grabs me using her one finger and thumb to tightly wrapped around my sack. I see her fist now swigging from the other hand. She enjoys alternating hands. Her fist lands a solid blow to my balls and she begins pounding on my balls in rapid fire. Each blow is hitting with a loud smack. I again am rising and falling in discomfort from each strike.

She pauses, releases her grip, and moves her view from my balls to my face. "Honey!", she exclaimed, "You're getting a really stiff erection again. Let me see if I can get your cock just a bit harder". She moves her view back to my balls and begins punching twice with her right fist, then twice with her left fist. Mrs D repeats the alternating strikes over and over. Maybe two dozen strikes hit home. Then she grabs my erection, and tells me that she would like me to shove my cock into her pussy. Of course, I obey. She leans over a table and as I slide it in and out of her pussy. She softly begins to moan. After a short 90 second session, I begin to lose my erection. My erectile dysfunction was revisiting me. I pulled out and apologized to my wife, "I'm sorry, I lost it." She responded in a breathless fashion, "Oh, don't be sorry. That was great. You don't know how long I've been waiting to have your hard cock inside me. It's been years since you were that hard. It's not how long that you're actually inside me, it's that I miss not having that feeling. We'll get better at this, there is not a rush." I felt relieved. Mrs D always has a way of making me feel hopeful about rehabilitating my erection problem. Then she said, ""Get back on your chair with your legs apart. I'm not done with you yet."

Once Mrs D had repositioned herself on the stool in front of my balls, she indicated that I should start stroking my cock again. She asked, "Which do you prefer, ball slapping or punching?" Since I was so new to this, I honestly didn't know. In my delay, she answered her own question, "I'm going to try some ball slapping." With that, she began slapping my balls were her open hand. Each slap would sting my ball sack with a totally different feeling than being punched. It was a sharper, more instant sting. And the sting didn't go away when she removed her hand, the stinging was still there when the next slap arrived. It was a accumulating effect, each slap made my ball more sensitive. With every 5th slap, Mrs D increased the striking pressure a notch higher. By the 30th slap, I had moaned out in pain, "Too hard. Too hard!" She began gently and lightly massaging by ball sack. She observed, "Your balls are really red. They're actually hot to the touch. But I see you have a stiff cock again." Since my attention had been concentrated on her ball slapping and the sting of pain, I had missed the fact that my stroking had produced a serious hard on. Mrs D instructed me, "Stand up in front of me and start masturbating. Whatever I do to you, don't stop stroking." As I stroked, she told me to stand with my legs spread a bit farther apart and to bend a little at the knees. She grabbed my hanging ball sack with her now familiar one finger and thumb grab. I felt her fist drive hard into my balls as she squeezed her other hand into a tighter grip. First she punched from the bottom, then landed a strong blow from the side, followed by two hard hits from above. She recycled her hit to the bottom and gave me three mighty punches. "I'm coming ... I'm coming ...", I moaned out loudly. She increased her hitting force with two more solid blows and I exploded. The first wad brushed against her hair, a second wad flew onto her arm, and a third splattered on her ample breasts. The rush of coming sent shutters throughout my entire body. It was almost a quiver. This was not my normal pleasurable reaction. This was a gigantic surge of release. I was exhausted and slumped into chair.

Mrs D looked at me as she brushed her hand through her cum soaked hair. With her other hand she wiped the cum off her breasts. "Look at all of this cum.", she commented. "This is not your normal load. You had like three times the amount of cum as usual. You just kept squirting and squirting. It was just one shot after another. I can't remember you ever squirting that many times, even when you were much younger, you never squirted this much." I squirted three times I told her. She responded, "No Honey, you squirted four times. I was watching this time and it was four. You started to squirt even before you told me you were coming. Getting you to toss that many loads is a real turn on for me. I feel like I'm getting you super aroused". And, of course, she had.

I have no idea if I can perform like this a third time, but we have already scheduled a date on the calendar. I don't know why ball slapping and ball punching gives me such an erection. Maybe it's the excitement of doing something new. Maybe it's the alternating discomfort followed by relief. But most likely, it's the enthusiastic Mrs D who has a grin on her face during the entire experience. It's very clear that she is enjoying this new experience with me.

Leave me your comments and suggestions. I will let you know about the next episode soon.

[Mister D]

Here is the next session.

Episode #3: Mrs D throws her arms around me and whispers to me, "I just love all of the attention that I've been getting. The nice full body massages, the gentle tickling, and the orgasms that your tongue delivers to me are wonderful. And when you're done working me up, I especially enjoy busting your balls. I wonder how common this is for other women? Are other women routinely doing ball busting and I've just been missing out all of these years. I wonder." So what do you like about ball busting, I asked. She paused for a moment and replied, "I love the sense of power. When I got a man firmly grabbed by the balls, I've got his full attention. When I'm punching him in the balls, I can decide if I want to tap lightly or really punch him in the balls hard. I'm in control. I have those balls and I'm going to do what I want with them." I was speechless.

And you still enjoy watching the movies, I asked. Mrs D responded, "The movies are great. I watch the video, you get me all exciting with your touching and tickling, and I learn about all of these different grips and techniques. I consider these educational movies now. I would never have thought of half of the things that I see demonstrated in those films. I'm seriously thinking of taking a few of these DVDs with me when I go on my all girl weekend. That would be pretty fun, just us girls sitting around with a glass of wine and watching a video of a girl busting a guys balls. Maybe we could exchange some secret techniques." Again, I was speechless.

She continued, "The only part that I don't understand is that those guys in the videos really grunt and moan when the girl hits their nuts, and you don't grown. So, I'm kind of afraid to hit you too hard. I don't know where the limit is." I agreed that on our next session, she should start softly and slowly increase the force of her hits. She could keep increasing the force until I moaned or grunted, then she should back off a little and start working toward that limit again. After she had gotten me to grunt three times, she had to stop and let me relax. It was our three grunt rule.

That evening, I selected some DVDs for us to watch. I selected POV Fantasy #1 with Sunny Lane titled "Speed Bagging" and POV Fantasy #2 with Jackie Ash titled "Ball Busting Out Takes". In the video with Sunny Lane, she is this bubbly girl that sits on the bed, between Brother Love's legs, and just starts punching away on his balls. Her expressions are priceless. Mrs D is watching the video and laughing out loud. Every now and then Mrs D comments, "Oh that was a really nice punch. I'll have to remember to try that. That punch really popped." Then we watched Jackie Ash who also sat between Brother Love's legs and give him a good ball beating. Jackie used some different techniques that were quickly noted by Mrs D. She commented, "Wow, that was a lot of hard hitting. She was focussed on one ball and just kept punching it over and over again. That looked like fun. I have to try that."

Tonight I put on my special black silk shorts that my wife had given me several years back, but I never had the nerve to wear. I'm a chubby guy and silk shorts don't do much to improve the view, but I thought what the heck. After our normal warm up, I sat back on my lounge chair and Mrs D began rolling her hands over my shorts and stroking my penis through the material. She said, "I just love the feel of silk. Thank you so much for wearing these." Then she continued, "I want to try sometime from the video. In the movie the girl was at the same level as the guy. Get off the lounger and lay on your back on the carpet. I'll sit between your legs and that will give me a different angle to work on you." I immediately got on the floor. You don't need to ask me twice.

Mrs D sat with her legs over my legs so that I could move them. My legs were open wide enough so she had complete access to my silk covered balls. She began softly patting my balls with the back of her hand, then stepped up the pressure with open hand slapping. After a series of two dozens slaps across my silk covered balls, she began punching. She connected with one very forceful hit and I grunted in delight. But most of her blows slipped off of the slipper silk. She commented, "Well, this isn't working quite right. Take off those shorts and let's get some skin on skin contact". I removed the shorts and she again trapped my legs below hers. Another sharp fist to my balls caused me to grunt out again. She replied, "Oh yes, this is going to do nicely. I can get some really nice force into these punches now." To prove the point, she again hit my balls with the same measured force, but I resisted grunting out for the third time. Somewhat bewildered, Mrs D kept pounding my balls with her closed fist over and over again. I finally moaned, but she kept on punching. I was at the point where I could no longer breath and I held out for a few more well placed strikes. Then I moaned out loudly. She stopped punching and began a light ball sack massage.

"I thought we agreed to stop with three groans, that was four", I mentioned. She replied,"Oh, that first one didn't could. I wasn't ready. We'll start a new count right now. Hold on Honey, I'm going to give you some great ball busting!" You have got to love a woman who is passionate about her work and knows how to deliver the goods. Mrs D selected one ball and delivered strike after strike on target, all with increasing force. I grunted. She then selected the other ball and ran through the same hitting sequence. Her fist was hitting very hard, but I remained quite. She mused, "Well, this ball seems to be able to take more of a beating. I'll have to see what I can do about this". Mrs D began hitting so hard that her shoulder started moving with her punches. I groaned out loudly. "That's two", she giggled. She paused in thought for a moment and then decided to select the first ball again. Nice hard hits were landing on my most sensitive ball, but I was determined to hold out. After about 15 hard hits, I could no longer hold my breath and I moaned out painfully. I told her, "Oh that was really intense. I guess you have gotten over your hesitation to hit too hard. There were times that I could hardly breath. But I was determined to make you work for that final moan."

Somehow my final statement was taken as some kind of a challenge. Mrs D said, "Okay Mister, let's go for round two. Now that I know that you're holding out on me ... well, that changes everything. Let's see how long you can hold out this time." This was followed with three punishing hits to my sensitive ball. I moaned out. What took 15 hits in the first session was reduced to only three. She had really upped the force. Again she selected my most sensitive ball, which was rapidly getting even more sensitive, and she delivered three additional nasty blows to my ball. I moaned out again. She replied, "Well, which ball do I select now. Let me see. Oh, I know, I'll pick on that same ball again." With that, she smashed three more mighty hits into my nut sack. I moaned out even louder, and then even one more moan, even though she had stopped punching. There was some accumulated throbbing that kept me growning for a few more seconds. Breathlessly I responded, "Oh, that was really hard. You're right, you can get me to grown whenever you like. You really have become targeted with those punches. Whew, I'm breathless." She glanced at my cock and noted, "Wow, you have another rock hard erection. Remember your visit to the doctor and they couldn't fix your erectile dysfunction. Well, who knew that all we had to do is give you several hard punches to your nuts and your dick would stand up like a statue."

She responded, "But you really like what I'm doing, right?" I nodded. As long as you stop after I moan three times, I'm fine. She joked, "Well, okay. But what are you going to tell you primary care physician that we were doing after they carry you into the hospital?" A big grin spread across her face. She was getting a real kick out of this. Mrs D asked,"What does that feel like when you moan. Is that a good moan or a bad moan?" I described each hit as a spike on a chart, as long as the spikes stayed below a certain line, it was fine. In fact, it was very pleasurable. But when the spike reached above that line, that's when I would moan. That hit was a bit more then I wanted to take. But even one of these hits every once in a while was somewhat pleasurable. Just as long as there were not too many spikes.

Mrs D stared at my balls for a moment, as if she was formulating her next plan. She suggested, "Okay, in this series I'm going hit your balls more lightly and we're going to drag this out for a long long time before I get you moaning. I'm going to hit your balls with two hands, one fist from each side, just like that girl porn star showed us in the video. I think she called it, punch - punch." With that, she moderately started hitting my balls from both sides in simultaneous strikes. After the seventh hit, I moaned out. She looked surprised, "What happened there? I was hitting you much lighter than before. I got no where near that same hard force." It was the rhythmic simultaneous strikes. They just built up very quickly and it overwhelmed me. It may have been less forceful, but the rhythm of the two fists punching the ball at exactly the same moment was just too much. She said, "I'll be even lighter this time." She began rapping both sides of my balls with her hands. For a while the feeling was awesome, very enjoyable, but the repetitive strikes began to add up. Almost as if my balls were resonating. I made it to 40 raps and then grown out. Mrs D gently massages my ball sack and then began again. A long slow rhythmic rapping. I made it past 40 raps by biting on my finger, but 44 was the most I could take and gave up my third gasp.

I endured three more sessions of three groans each before Mrs D was ready to let me get off the floor. She suggested, "Sit on your lounger, but pull your legs up and over the side arm rests. That will give me the access I need for this next one." She reached out and grabbed my ball sack with her one finger and thumb rapped tightly around my sack. She commented, "I just love this new grip that I learned. I can really get a firm grip of your balls and use it to guide my other hitting hand." She tightened her grip even more and began thrusting her fist into my tender ball sack. I had moaned three times in less than a minute.

She then told me to stand in front of her and start masturbating. She responded, "I'm going to finish you off with some speed bagging". She licked and wet one of her knuckles and then licked and wet the other. She indicated, "I'm all ready now. Here I go." She started quick punching with a right fist, then a left fist, right fist, left fist, then right, right, right, then left, left, left, and the cycle restarted. Her fists were hitting their targets as quickly as she could move her hands. Maybe 50 strikes into the speed bagging, I started quivering and moaned out, "I'm coming, I'm coming". I have no idea how many times I squirted. Everything was rather blurry as I had a gigantic orgasm. It felt like it started in my toes and then rushed up my body. What a feeling. And what a woman! I can't imagine any other women getting me off with a higher orgasm. My wife is awesome.

But the leader in this ball busting experiment appears to be changing. At first, I was the one that was most interested in having her do things to me. Now I find that she has become more interested in doing things to me that has caught her imagination. It's as if she is developing a little wish list in her head and I am no longer certain in what I'm in for once she gets started. But I find that very erotic and exciting. Mrs D is now a woman with a mission.

I need comments from some of the female readers. I don't know if there are many females on this forum or if any of them would post to me. But Mrs D would like to know if any other females have this same light hearted and fun interest in ball busting. We're not taking hurtful hitting, but rather just running the thin line between pleasure and discomfort. Do any other women get turned on by performing or watching moderate ball busting? Thanks in advance for your comments!

[Alec Anaconda]

Congratulations on an excellent short story, Mr D!
:)
You write with a realism that suggests genuine experiences, perhaps with just a tad of exaggeration, but don’t we all?

I hope you don’t mind me asking, but have you considered writing erotic fiction?
I don’t expect that you have counted, but you have already produced over five-thousand words, with a remarkable lack of errors.

I’m not talking about vanity publishing, but eBooks where you not only get paid but hold your work out for public approval.

For more details, please take a look at my erotic publishing guide

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[jds]

Congratulations on an excellent short story, Mr D!
Could add some cock smashing? Great stories!

[poolman2]

Mister D

This a very good story. I've really enjoyed it. :bananajum

poolman2

[Balloney]

If this is a more-or-less true story, why not have your wife make love to you on top facing your feet. If you are on a very low bed where your feet touch the floor or if you have something to put your feet on, you get better leverage for this position. Let her play with your balls while you are inside of her. This may be a way for you to keep an erection for a long time. She might enjoy playing more if she is getting something at the same time.

I did not understand in your story why your wife would want you to masturbate away your erection when she could use it.

[Mister D]

Here is the next session.

Episode #4: Mrs D found me by my computer (we each have our own system). She asked, "Where do you get your porno movies from?" I have never been asked that direct question before in our nearly two decades of marriage. I told her the name of the website I use and replied, "Why do you ask?" She said, "I have been so turned on by those ball busting DVD that we watched, I wanted to see if I could find some more films that might also interest me." I told her my account number and password so she could order whatever she found enticing.

A few day later, a package arrived with her name on it and I took it to her. She looked at the package with excitement and commented, "Those are the porno DVDs that I ordered. Would you be a dear and unpack that box for me?" It was an awful big box for just porno DVDs. It measured 16 inches by 4 by 6. I unpacked the box on the kitchen table and found the newest Brother Love DVD titled, "First Time Ball Busters". I knew already what we would be watching tonight. I also retrieved a large pink jellied dong wedged within the packing material. I took her the DVD and the dong. "This is for you", I said as I placed the huge dong on her work desk. She glanced at the dong still inside its clear protective container, she began laughing, and placed her head on her table as she giggled. She reacted, "It's so huge! That looks so much bigger then it did on the computer screen when I ordered it. Oh, my!" I probed to see if she had known about the 10 inch length or 2 inch girth before she selected it. She replied, "No. That will teach me to read at the product details before I put an item in my virtual shopping cart."

I removed the dong from its case and handed it to her. The dong looked even bigger being held in her small hands. "Oh dear, what am I to do with this?", she questioned me in a panic. We both began laughing. I laughed so hard that tears started running down my cheek. I asked her if she remembered the movie Young Frankenstein with the discussion about the monster's parts. I paraphrased the comments that young Dr. Frankenstein had with his assistant Inga, Dr Frankenstein, "All of the body parts must be enlarged." Inga, "He vould have an enormous schwanzstucker." Dr Frankenstein, "That goes without saying." Inga, "Voof!" I added, "Mrs D, what you hold in your hands is the Frankenstein monster's enormous schwanzstucker!" We again laughed loudly and tears began streaming down both of our faces.

Our sessions were routinely scheduled every other day to give my balls a break (figuratively). But do to a calendar conflict that wasn't possible, my choices were a three day wait or the very next day. Even though my balls were still very tender and aching from the previous session, I choose to go at it again with only one day of rest. A choice that I would painfully learn might have been a little too optimistic.

That evening, I queued up the the first scene of the DVD featuring Amy Reid. Amy starts off with an interview, demonstrates some ball kneeing technique to Brother Love's groin, and then puts on her boxing gloves (literally). Mrs D responded with excitement, "Oh no! She is going to punch his balls with some boxing gloves." In the movie, Amy boxes his balls until he falls over and lays on his back on the carpet. She removes her gloves and a bare hand slaps his balls several dozen times until he starts wiggling away. Mrs D had a large grin on her face and was laughing, "Even Brother Love can't handle her slaps. Oh, I think even he got way more then he had bargained for."

After I had properly worked up Mrs D, it was her turn to work on me. I followed her instructions, laid my back on the carpet and started stroking my cock. She sat between my legs and moved my legs outside of hers. A slightly different position then last time. She began moderately punching my balls and I grunted three times. She continued punching for my fourth grunt and I began to close my legs. I felt her elbows jab into the side of each leg as she ****** them back open. She scolded, "Don't you close those legs Mister! You keep them open and let me work on busting those balls. I'm not hitting you that hard. And you have a really stiff hard on to prove it." I thought, she really was not hitting them nearly as hard as yesterday, but tonight my balls were so tender that it felt like every punch was amplified. Still thinking about what she said, I felt another series of punches land in my ball sack. I moaned and groaned several times. I attempted to close my legs but her elbows ****** my legs to remain open. Two more solid punches and I tried to roll on my side. She didn't let me, but she did stop punching and began gently massaging my balls. The rubbing felt wonderful. She gently rubbed my ball sack for a good long time.

Mrs D got up, rushed to the bathroom, and came back with something in her hand. She sat between my legs, her elbows ******* my legs open again, and she began hitting my balls with her fists. I moaned and groaned several more times. This was getting to be more then I could take. She paused for a few seconds, put something on her finger, and resumed punching my balls with just one hand. I got to grown one more time before I felt her condom covered finger start sliding up my asshole. "Ohh.", I moaned out as the sensation surged up my body. She then began alternating a punch to my nut sack with a stroke of her finger up my butt. All the time I was masturbating my cock. This sequence continued for only 15 cycles before I moaned out that I was coming and shot my load all over my belly.

She leaned over me and asked, "Did you like that? You got a two-for. You got your balls busted with one hand and a finger up your ass with the other." I really didn't know if I liked it. It certainly produced near immediate results. I wasn't sure if I erupted due to the anal sensation or just the surprise of it all. "You are certainly full of surprises. Did you read about that somewhere?", I commented to Mrs D. She smiled, "Nope. I thought this up all on my own." I responded, "Well, I don't want you to do that all the time. Maybe if you try that again every 15th or 20th session, then that would be fine." At least, I think that would be fine. My wife is full of surprises. I can hardly wait to see what she has planned for me next time.

Some days ago, Mrs D had asked me if I thought many other women were into ball busting and what they thought. I told her that I would do some internet searches and I was sure I could get her some female advice and comments. Sadly, I have not heard from the female population of this forum. I consider this the site where I can get expert thoughts and experiences from females to share with my wife. I expected that some forum females would also be willing to share. Mrs D is quite disappointed that I have not brought her any stories from other ladies.

I have pretty much put my ball on the line with this forum, both figuratively and literally. I have not yet revealed to Mrs D that I have documented her ball busting experiences on this forum for all the world to read. Should I show her this forum and let her read this thread? What if she gets angry and prohibits me from writing more? And if I show her this thread, how do I do it? Perhaps I should sit next to her at her computer as she reads the story out loud. I could have my legs open and she could squeeze my balls hard when she came across a passage she didn't agree with, and she could stoke my cock when she thought I got a passage correct. It would give me instant feedback as to what I recalled properly and what I got wrong. I think I will invite her to read this thread tonight. If I never post the next episode, you'll know why.

Wish me luck!

[Alec Anaconda]

Good luck!

[Alec Anaconda]

Oh dear, where are you?

[jm1803]

dude if you have erectile dysfunction stop looking at porn, so you can please your wife more. your ed is probably a result of looking at porn, and becoming DESENSITIZED!!!

rarely is it the case that you cant get off with out these activities.

[dark_herc]

is Ms.D a teacher by chance. you sound familiar. or im way off. either one.

[Alec Anaconda]

:wooow “If I never post the next episode, you'll know why.”

Did you look at my erotic publishing guide

http://uk.geocities.com/a1adultebooks/GetPublished.htm (http://uk.geocities.com/a1adultebooks/GetPublished.htm)

and decide to allow an editor to see your work?

Did you become fatigued by excessive typing?

Did SHE glue your fingers together?

Tell as why, Mr D, tell us why!

[roger69f]

:thumbup congrats on your stories, they are quite vivid. I can only agree with the previous post. And i think that's a shame that there were not more applause and encouragements in May after your last post, because i'm afraid that's the reason why you stopped posting. Some more praise from the readers would have been welcome. Anyway, i wouldn't mind reading what comes next...