You know that feeling when you finally exit the gym after a long day of training, fighting and keeping your personal coach Adrianne off of your dick because she is madly in love with it and she'd like to just simply suck your balls out through your urethra and chew on them with the most orgasmic expression possible?
Yup, I know that feeling too well.
My name is Sarah and I'm a futanari with a little bit saggy, lemon-sized testicles, a foot long dick and a pair of nice, ample breasts. My honey-colored hair reaches just past my shoulders and I have cute bangs that all my friends adore. I am a kickboxer, so my body is fit and I have just the right amount of muscle where it should be to inflict some damage. Oh, and did I mention that I absolutely love having my balls abused by kicks, punches and so on? Yea? Well... My girlfriend and her sister don't know that, so shh...
So, as I was about to say, I got out of my car and walked along the path leading from the driveway to my house, almost tripping on one of the tiles, because I was somewhat tired and sleepy after dodging my coach's punches and kicks all day. Of course, some of them, or should I say most of them landed between my legs because Adrianne likes to take the advantage of the fact that I'm a futa and she's a woman, so she deliberately aims for my low-hangers to make me as weakened as possible and maybe then suck on my cock when I'm semi-conscious. Which kinda happened before... (See: Futanari Twingle: Sarah's Training)
Okay, I managed to reach the door without breaking any bones and I opened them quietly. There was a chance that my girlfriend, Monika, was asleep after hard workout at the police department, so I was cautious.
What I saw was a bit different from what I expected, because there she was, on the couch, but most certainly not asleep...
Monika, my Slavic beauty with black hair arranged in an office-like bun, with absolutely beautiful, freckled face and a body of a sex goddess... was masturbating on the couch.
She moaned loudly in ecstasy, breathing heavily and working her small, soft hand on her smooth, love-juice covered pussy.
She didn't have any clothes on, her eyes were closed and there were headphones on her head, so she wasn't aware of my presence... yet.
A mischievous idea formed in my head.
With a devilish smile, I approached her and took off my pants. My genitals are far too large to be contained in any form of panties, so I usually wear sweatpants with no underwear.
So there I was, standing proud with hands on my hips and my flaccid, but still massive penis sticking out and almost touching Monika's face.
I could feel how warm and ragged her breath was. My limp dick decided that was extremely arousing, which it kinda was, so it began to pump itself erect.
It must have been the smell of my sex or my half-boner unintentionally touched her chin, because Monika suddenly opened her eyes in terror and before I had the chance to do anything, she let out a surprised squeal and uppercutted my unprotected, hanging nuts with all her might!
My eyes instantly got watery and I shielded my aching orbs, falling to my knees in front of her.
"Oh kurwa!!! Sarah, I'm so sorry! You scared the shit out of me...!" Said Monika, putting away the headphones and grabbing my cheeks delicately.
"Ah... No problem, sweetie... I'll survive." I let out a long sigh, squinting my eyes and after few seconds I managed to climb the couch and sat beside her, caressing my mauled balls.
"Wow, how dare you interrupt me, hun... I was in the middle of something here!" Monika scoffed playfully, acting offended.
"Jeez, sorry. At least you have all the right reflexes..." A crooked smile appeared on my face as I looked at her angelic face. Can't be mad at that kind of pretty...
"Yeah, of course I do. I'm in fuckin' SWAT, bitch. I know where to hit. Beating the shit out of futa's balls when she's got them exposed is one of the basic basics in our training program! I can defend myself with a blindfold on, against like, 20 opponents any day." She bragged, putting her hand on my sack and smiling confidently.
I flinched a little, but then relaxed and let her hand do the magic, when her sentence finally hit me.
"Oh, you what now?" I looked her in the eyes, almost lying on the couch, her hand massaging my bare nutsack.
"Yeah, you bet. I'm the boss." She laughed.
"Okay, I bet." I stood up with a smug smile on my face. "I bet you and your SWAT stuff can't beat a professional kickboxer in action!"
Monika's smile slowly disappeared, she stood up, which was kind of hard, because I was standing right in front of her, so her thick thighs touched my dangling dick. Our tits pressed on each other and our faces were on the same level, her brown eyes locked with my own in a fierce, competitive stare.
"You've got to be kidding me..." She had her serious face on. "Dear. You are not suggesting, what I think you are suggesting right now..."
"Ha! You bet your sweet fucking ass I am." I grabbed the collar of my shirt and ripped it apart. Now there were two naked ladies in my living room...
"Listen, hun... I know you are a tough cookie, but with those targets..." She grabbed my sack, making a disappointed face. "I will make you hit the floor in couple of seconds."
"Do you think so? You don't know me that well then, girlfriend dear." I acted cool, zero flinching and no blinking, constant eye contact.
"Okay... So how about an endurance test?" There was a spark in her eye. "Let's see how many SWAT-graded kicks can your precious orbs take before you totally collapse..." She clenched her fingers harder, trapping my 'nards in a strong grip.
A shade of worry travelled through my face. I immediately felt aroused. I couldn't believe that in a minute, my sweet girlfriend who loves to take my massive loads all day and night will just kick the shit out of the source of her favorite yogurt.
I gulped. "Uh... Sure. You'd be surprised how many nutshots I can take on the ring! Let's do this!" I was super nervous, but didn't show it. I just backed away and smiled self-assured.
"Right then, gunslinger. Just spread your legs and put your arms behind your back like a good little girl." I didn't like the sudden change in her voice and expression. She was so confident and demanding. And so hot...
I did what she said and put my mind into 'my balls will be flattened in a sec' mode.
Monika stared intensely at my hanging, defenceless testes, as if she was calculating the trajectory and force of her first kick.
"Ready? Balls trembling with anticipation already?" She scoffed.
"Nah. Cmon. Give it all you have." I taunted her... which probably wasn't a good idea in this scenario.
At last, the moment came. Monika took a running start and then I felt... a light tap on my balls.
Confused, I let out all the air in my lungs, then looked if it really was her foot that touched me. My forehead was beginning to get sweaty from anticipation.
Monika burst into laughter. "Oh goddess! Your face! Omg!!!" Yup. It still was my Monika...
"Cmon! Don't be like that! I thought you rEaLLy-" My voice cracked as Monika rammed her kneecap right into my nutsack, making me wheeze in surprise. My whole body raised and my knees bent a little.
"Ha! I saw that! Your knees...!" She exclaimed happily, pointing at my knees.