Hey, it was a great story, and I don't care if you made the entire thing up. In my opinion the story stands by itself as a great read, doesn't matter if it is truth, fantasy or both.
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Hey, it was a great story, and I don't care if you made the entire thing up. In my opinion the story stands by itself as a great read, doesn't matter if it is truth, fantasy or both.
Thanks, woodpecker! That's all I wanted to know!
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Originally Posted by skweezme
Hi 'skweezme' :)
No need to thank me. We should be thanking you. ;)
This 'Story' thread of yours has already been viewed over 4,500 times!
Your story was well written, in suspenseful segments, appreciated & enjoyed by many, has good style & content, and is on-topic!
Thanks for taking the time and effort to share it with us.
Congratulations, and well done! :D
- Sara :)
Not at all mate. :DQuote:
Originally Posted by skweezme
That was a really impressive story, brilliantly writen.
I think as long as there`s a small grain of truth to the tale, thats all people need to get them interested.
Thankyou for sharing your experience & talent with us. :)
Thanks! Your comments are much appreciated. :iluvu:
And your comments, SadisticSara, are particularly welcome. Sounds like you might have enjoyed reading it, even!
Great story, with wonderful effect between my thighs! I had not had for quite a while such powerful hard-ons, remaining hard even after having come several times...
(I hope this comment will not be considered as too explicit!)
Don't hesitate posting other stories!
That was the best BB story or accounting of what happened to you that I've ever had the pleasure of reading. I kept an erection through the entire sory and kept imaging that it was me this was happening to. Great wanking material!
Thanks for the feedback. I'm sure Sandra would be interested in your reactions! :)
Although the whole story is extraordinary, the part I like most is when Sandra uses Her weight to knee you...
And I appreciate the way you describe Her muscled body...
She's a strong girl. And I'm glad I managed to convey an impression of her weight. She's heavy!
I'm just fishing, Crushee, but what was it about my story you found "extraordinary"?, if you don't mind me asking?
It was a comment related to my personal experiences. I have had in my life two great Ladies (one after the other!): one was great at ball busting and had strong muscles, the other was an amateur wrestler great at mixed wrestling, but not too keen on ball busting (She often said she prefered having my equipement working efficiently!)
Your story with your wife's friend diving her knee in your balls reminded me some mixed wrestling scenes...
Hope I have answered your question
Crushee,
Sounds like you've had an interesting life yourself! Those two women sound intriguing. One after the other...not both at the same time, then!? :cussing:
She paused.
The expected blow didn’t land.
“Hush! Quieten down, for goodness sake!”
She sat back heavily astride my leg again and folded her arms under her breasts.
“I’ll tell you what…I won’t knee you in the balls if you agree that we’ll do this again sometime soon. Maybe not too soon… give you time to recover.” She grinned.
I thought that was thoughtful. Agree to another session…and maybe avoid it, one way or another? Or get kneed in the balls here-and-now?
“OK, we can have another session” I lied.
She suddenly pushed me back to the floor and looked down at me, her weight painfully pinning me again.
“How do I know you’ll keep our agreement?”
“Well…” I began, caught out, “I promise I’ll keep my word!”
She considered this as she loomed over me.
“Would you sign a written promise?”
“What? Come on…I mean…why?”
“Well…basically…because I really want to knee you in the balls right now! And if you don’t want that to happen just now, I want you to sign a written promise so I can do it in the future.”
I really didn’t want that to happen now. I wanted to avoid it by any means. The future was OK. Deal with it when it came. But signing an agreement? What sort of agreement? And might she embarrass me with it, or something, later? Might it be difficult to get out of?
Sandra was getting impatient. She put her knee forcefully back on my balls.
“OK! OK! The agreement…I’ll sign the agreement!” I promised and pleaded.
She was grinning. I wasn’t.