Many would say I was doubly cursed, while few others would say blessed when it comes to what turns me on sexually. Since I can remember I have always been attracted to women with sexy legs and feet, as well as having my balls roughly fondled to the point of seeing stars. I really only had one girl friend who gave me pleasure in this way. Unfortunately I did not find her until my senior year in High School. Our relationship did not last long. Not because of the sex we had, which was great, but because I headed to college and she left for Germany with her family.
It was not until my freshman year in College when I ran across a true ball buster extraordinaire named Anne, who quickly made me realize what an amateur ball buster my High School girlfriend was. To this day I break out into a cold sweat just thinking about Anne. What follows is my story about Anne and how she sexually crushed my balls while taking me to a level of sexual bliss I have yet to experience again.
After High School I left for a small college in Texas on a baseball scholarship. After our second out of conference preseason game against TCU, I was invited by several of the senior members of the team to attend a after the game party at one of the frat members house. On the way to the party it was explained to me by Carl, our junior second baseman, how we needed to get the partying in now before the season officially started. Once the season starts the coach would hit us hard with a curfew.
Upon entering the party house we were greeted immediately by two blonde Texas beauties. I recognized one of them as Tom's girlfriend Julie. They had been High School sweethearts. The other one, Julies' friend, I could not help but notice. I recognized her from our practices and games. She usually sat with Julie in the seats directly behind home plate. Her body was amazing.
Upon seeing my initial reaction to Anne, Tom smiled and made the introductions. "Eric meet Anne, Anne meet Eric."
I smiled and said hi and Anne did the same.
After a moment of uncomfortable silence which seemed to last forever, Tom leaned in next to my ear. "Hey sport, don't make it look to obvious. Reel your tongue back in and get her a drink."
I stammered, "yahโฆyah, okayโฆright, a drink."
I moved in towards Anne and asked her what she was drinking.
She said, "Waters fine."
I proceeded towards the kitchen hoping the keg would be somewhere in the vicinity, and mentally kicking myself for acting like a teenager on a first date. I definitely needed a cold one.
Anne reached out and grabbed my arm saying, "I'm coming with. I think Tom and Julie want to be alone tonight."
Once in the kitchen Julie reached in to the fridge and pulled out an avian water.
I asked, "You wouldn't happen to know where the keg is?" She replied, "Out back on the porch."
We made our way out to the porch and I filled my cup. The beer felt good going down. I relaxed and for the first time that night I took a moment to take all of Anne in from head to toe. She looked gorgeous. She stood approximately 5'2'' tall and slender build. She had on a tight fitting thin red dress that clung snuggly to her, accentuating all her curves in all the right places. The hem of the dress came to about half thigh level. Her legs were long, shapely and smooth. Her calves were perfect for her size, solid and slender tapering to classically shaped ankles. Each ankle bore a shiny silver anklet from which dangled tiny charms. She wore red leather slip on shoes which were open toed. Her lightly bronzed skin seemed to glow under the porch light. I was riveted by her legs and the subtle muscle tone they revealed with each of her movements. I was awaken from my trance by Anne's giggle and looked up into her smiling face. I must have blushed slightly as I was obviously caught staring.
She cleared her throat purposefully, smiled and said, "You looked good out there today pitching."
I filled my cup and said, "Thanks, you look really, really good tonight. I can't take my eyes off you."
Anne laughed and glanced down at her legs saying with a hint of seduction, "I noticed."
It was then I realized that she must know what attracted me the most about her physically. I began to feel my cock harden in my shorts.
We made our way back into the party and got to know each other a little better. Mostly small talk about where we were from, family, and interests.
Throughout the night I kept sneaking leers at Anne's great body, specifically her legs and her feet. Each of my stares became longer as I gained courage with each passing beer. Little did I know at the time, Anne was aware of my stares and was adding to my state of excitement by slipping her foot in and out of her shoe and crossing her legs in such a manner to accentuate her calf muscles.
Towards the end of the night the party began to dwindle as the guests made their way out or passed out. I had quite a few beers and was feeling a bit groggy myself. I knew I was not completely drunk, judging by my trips to the restroom I could tell I had at least 90 percent of my faculties working. But still I was feeling pretty good.