Perverts 'R' Us

CBT Gala: Series II

By Perverse Verberations ( F+, f+, b, m, Fdom, hum, inc, SM, viol )

Note: All people and events in these stories are entirely fictitious. Send Feedback to: perverse_verberations@hotmail.com

BETWEEN THE LEGS****

I'm walking along when I spy them - Four young teenage girls. All look to be in junior high. Perfect. As we close the distance I can see that they are trying to ignore me. Time to change that, since no one is around. Opportunity and timing. It's what I always keep an eye out for...

I come to a stop several feet in front of them. "Hello ladies. Any of you up to kicking me between the legs?" Man is my cock hard. I'm even slightly shaking from my excitement, as usual.

The young girls stop and stare at me in slight shock. "Wh... what?" A dark-haired girl says.

"Between the legs. Would one or more of you be interested in kicking me there?" I ask again.

"Come on, let's go." The reddish haired one says. The girls start to make a wide berth around me. I step over, putting myself in front of them again.

"Oh come on. Not even ONE of you would like to?" I ask.

"Leave us alone before we scream!" The cute mousey little blond says.

"Why would you want to do that for? All I'm offering is a once in a lifetime chance for you to nail a guy in his balls, as hard and as many times as you'd like," I tell her, trying but not quite succeeding in keeping the nervousness out of my voice.

Again, the red head starts to walk around me and tugs on the fourth girl who is a cute little Hispanic chick.

"Wait," the dark haired girl says. She gets a little impish smile. "I'll do it." The other girls look at her with surprise. She meets their stares with a determined one. "Oh come on. It'll be fun. I'd love to bust this creep's nuts."

"Let's go off into this alley so we'll be out of sight," I tell her.

"Uh, uh. I'm not going into no alley with you, weirdo," she tells me.

"Have your friends come along. I mean, four on one? What have you got to fear?" I reason with her.

She turns to her friends. "Come on. I want to kick him hard!" she tells them excitedly.

You can always count on at least one in a crowd of young nubiles to want to bust a guy's testicles. It seems to me that most chicks have a thing for it, if just given the chance. Or at the very least to watch it happen.

Sure enough we all shuffle into the alleyway uncertainly. I'm really nervous, as are the girls. Once there, we all stand around.

"Well?" the Hispanic one asks the dark-haired girl.

I look at her and give a faint smile. She then steps quickly up in front of me and stops. She seems to think things over and then steps up closer. I eye her with longing. I squat a little, spreading my legs for easy access. Then, with quick speed and force, she kicks her foot out and squarely kicks me in the balls. Pain erupts. My legs have stabbing aching pains running down them and my belly is about to lose its contents. My balls? Don't get me started!

I jerk and my mouth hangs open in a silent gasp, as I grab my crotch. The image of her small perky breasts jiggling around is burned in my brain, as I drop to the ground at her feet. I then begin to roll around whimpering and begin to moan in pain. I dumbly look up and see her cruel expression. I can tell that she has really enjoyed busting me. Yep. She's a real ball buster. Too bad. I mean, I like it but not like this. I like the girls that are timid and only give me a little bit of a bust. But there are those that really try to do a guy in and this bitch is one of them.

"So, how do your nuts feel?" She sneers down to me and begins laughing.

The others break out laughing or giggling girlishly.

"It feels like you broke them..." I begin to croak out.

"Well, good. I hope I did!" she laughs out loud and the others join in.

"Ah man! That was awesome. Did you see his face?"

"Yeah! It was great!"

"I liked it when he hit the ground holding his little balls."

Then the red headed girl squeezes her legs together and mockingly copies me by limping around going 'oooh'. They all mock me for several minutes, while I whimper and gag. Then the buster speaks up.

"Man, I must have put some serious hurt to his balls," she smiles wickedly. "He still can't get up. Or, are you to scared to? Is that it? The big bad dude scared of me?" she taunts.

"No," is all I manage to get out. She smirks.

"Who's next?" she asks excitedly and looks around at her friends expectantly. The girls all go quiet. "Oh come on! It's fantastic. He said all of us can do it, so let's do it. Not that he can stop us now anyway!" she laughs meanly, looking back down at me. I'm through with this and decide to try and stop it.

"No, please, no more," I plead. I've always wanted to be busted like this but the reality of it is to much.

"Shut up!" The dark haired little bitch yells down at me. Then, she turns back to her friends. "Come ON! Bust his tiny balls!"

Then the mousey blond steps up. "I... I'll do it."

BUS STOP EBONY BUST****

I'm driving along, when I spot a nigger bitch sitting on a bus bench all by herself. It is well past midnight, so there is no one in sight and very infrequently is a car passing by. As I pass by myself, I see that she is wearing some grocery store uniform. She's obviously on her way home.

I drive to a nearby street and park. I then get out and hurriedly make my way to her, hoping the bus is still a good ways away. I cut through a parking lot, so that I will come up on her suddenly. My heart is racing. I can't believe what I'm about to do but I just can't seem to help it. I so badly want to live out my sexual fantasy and maybe this black ho' can help me.

I continue to walk and I spot her, as she stares on down the street. I unzip my pants and tug down my underwear. I then pull out my limp but now twitching cock and my nuts. I walk purposely to her. As I come closer, she hears my approach and turns quickly toward me so I make eye contact and smile at her, all the while keeping my genitals hidden under my shirt. She looks away. I can tell she's nervous. I walk like I'm going past on the sidewalk and then suddenly stop and take a few steps toward her, holding my balls out toward her face. Her eyes widen and she leans back from me.

"Want to slap my balls around some?" I say pleasantly.

"No. NO." She says a few times in apprehension.

"You sure? Come on. Slap them a little," I say and thrust my hips out toward her, jiggling my testicles enticingly.

"No!" She says fearfully. She seems so surprised and doesn't seem to be able to say anything else. I can see the fear all over her black face.

She's not very attractive. Rather skinny, small boobs and a rather plain face but not really ugly. I'm not here for her physical looks though. I'm here for a cheap thrill and maybe I can inspire her enough to bust me. Ooh, that's what I want.

"Come on. You know you want to. Slap them some." I tease and I step a little closer. She nearly falls off the bench, as she scoots back. Her legs kick out some, striking mine, and her hands come up. I grab one and pull her back onto the seat, while pressing it toward my exposed genitals. She only momentarily brushes against my genitalia, before pulling her hand away.

"Oh yeah. Just like that. Come on. Bust these white balls, bitch!" I grunt. I retain control of her hand, as she tries to tug it away.

"Stop!" she screams, while still trying to pull her hand free and the other is partially covering her mouth.

"Oh, come on. Show me those nigger tits at least!" I laugh.

She fearfully looks around, trying to find help. None is to be had and she begins to tear up and breath hard. I grab up her other wrist and I'm holding onto her.

"Come on, nigger. Just a little bit of busting and I'll leave you alone," I snicker. My calling her nigger is having some effect. I can see anger taking her over at what I'm saying and doing to her. She is finally getting some real ire going. "Yeah, that's it. Get angry, NIGGER."

She gives off a quick hissing of her breath and then suddenly my eyes go wide in pain. She has just slammed her knee up into my unprotected testicles. Pain is shooting through my belly and down my legs, I gasp out my breath and almost throw up.

"Yes..." she breathes and stands, pulling me up with her though my legs are bent at the knees and watery feeling.

Her face is inches away from mine, as she stares at me. I can smell and taste her hot breath and she licks her lips and she steps closer to me, her chest pushing into mine. I can feel her firm breasts and feel her nipples hardening. We both know what's coming next. Further, I can see that she has really enjoyed busting me. Once more she quickly wracks me.

"Oh, FUCK!" I practically whimper.

She is now seemingly enjoying the situation.

"Let me see those nigger tits of yours," I gasp out.

She moves up close to me and merely smiles, reveling in the fact that she's busting my nuts cruelly. I can then feel as she pulls back her knee.

"Oh shit. Oh shit." I say over and over.

"Oh yeah, it's coming, white boy," she teases. "You wanted this!"

I've had enough, so I quickly let go of her wrists and I take off running, at a limp. She gives chase!

"Come here, white boy!" She yells.

I decide to cut down an alleyway, with her on my heels. She trips me up and falls down on top of me, luckily down upon the grassy area. We grapple, roll around a bit with her ending up on top and I under her on my back. She is grimacing and begins striking at my crotch! She smacks my thighs forcefully several times, as I instinctively try to avoid her strikes by twisting from side to side. We are both soon breathing very hard and I am quickly tiring and know that I'm losing this battle. Bad. We are sweating and grunting.

"Hold still so I can bust those tiny white nuts!" she hisses excitedly. "Just like you wanted!"

Finally, she nails me with awful force. Way worse than the previous two, where I think she was actually being timid about it. She's no longer timid. Even other times that I've been wracked before had been but baby hits compared to this one and so don't even come close to this pain. I've never been wracked like this before in my life. Not with such power and intent to cause me pain and injury

"YES!" she pants out gleefully, her breath raspy from the effort.

I literally crumple beneath her and probably at this moment would give anything for her to be off me and to have my balls iced down. She has a firm hold of my wrists.

"Tell me. Why is a pretty white boy like you doing this anyway? I mean, you could have any pretty girl you want."

"I was... just... kidding...." I rasp. "Pl... please, stop."

"Kidding?! Scaring me half to death and you're just kidding? Well, tell me, how do your little white nuts feel now? Huh?!"

"They hurt. Bad." My voice is a few keys higher right now let me tell you!

"I bet." She smiles. "Yeah, I like busting little white balls! This is fun!" she informs me happily.

She lets go of my wrists and I begin to drag them, so to make the heroic journey to my injured glands. Then, she scoots her legs up under her, lifts up and drops her ass right onto my genitals. She uses her feet to keep my arms pinned down so I can't grab her or myself. Her shirt is sweat drenched and sticks to her body. Then, I can't help but notice how her nipples have hardened like I've never seen a woman's nipple's before!

"Please, get off..." I weakly sob.

"But I'm not done." She smiles and then begins to wiggle, which causes more pain. "I think I'd like to go on hurting you!"

Next, she leans down upon me and presses up against me, with her hard nipples pressing through her shirt and mine. I can feel her hot sex and feel moisture as she presses her crotch against me! The moist heat is soaking through both our garments. She rubs her chest upon mine, pressing her pointy nipples into my torso. She then begins kissing my lips with zeal. She smells strongly of sweat and her perfume has now gone completely stale. I can even smell the first hints of her sex, she's so aroused.

"Please, get off," I ask again.

"No. I think I'm going to have fun with a pretty white boy like you."

"No," I whimper and she breaks out laughing.

"So, who's begging who now!"

She then leans back up, parts my poorly protesting and shivering legs with hers and drops back down between them. She grabs up my wrists again. All I can do is cough, cry and watch as she then seductively spreads my legs wider with her knees. I have almost no motor control anymore at this point. Then, laying back down over me, she lifts my arms up over my head and presses me firmly against the grass. She whispers to me...

"Hold still, asshole, and be quiet or I'll go screaming rape," she hisses.

I disbelievingly nod my head.

"I'm going to bust these fucking nuts till they POP and you're going to fucking lay still while I do it!"

"Don't do this..." I gasp in pain and total disbelief.

"I talk! You listen!" she then slams her thigh into me and I screech in pain. "Fuck, I've got to quiet you," she sneers. She quickly stands up. "Don't try to yell for help or I'll fucking stop your head into the ground," she warns me.

Quickly she undoes her pants and steps out of them. I look upon her wet-pantied sex and shiver. Then she quickly begins to peel off her underwear and her sex comes into view. It is covered over by dark pubes and her pussy is meaty and dark. The black folds of her sex glisten in the glare cast by the street lights. I look on in fear. She lightly steps out of her panties and then lays back over me. I watch wide eyed as she puts them to my mouth. They smell strongly of female excitement. "Open." Bam! She thighs me again. I gasp out a whimper and open up. She shoves in the damp pair.

I look at her pleadingly through my tears...

Bam, bam, bam, bam...! She thighs me several times. With a moan, she then sits up and positions herself so her knees are supported upon my battered genitals and her legs are stretched out between my useless legs.

I whimper pathetically.

The bitch then straddles my legs and leans over me with her hands on either side of my head. My arms lay uselessly by my sides. She instinctively knows I can't do anything now. She can see I want to yell for help but that I don't dare. I KNOW she meant it when she said she'd stomp my head. I keep quiet, even if it means losing my balls...

"I want you..." she husks out suddenly.

I look at her disbelievingly. I'm not just being sexually abused, but sexually assaulted? She's going to rape me? My mind spins as she then leans down and kisses me gently upon my lips. It's a tender kiss and for some reason I return it slightly, maybe in a hope that she'll leave me alone. She lifts her head and gives a slight smirk.

"I know that a nice looking white boy like you wouldn't want to fuck me. So, I'm going to take this chance to fuck one of you," she laughs slightly. "I might not get another chance. Thought you could just use me to live out some freaky fantasy, huh? Well, you deserve everything I give to you now, honkey!"

She then leans up and begins to unbutton her shirts. She quickly removes it and then she's just in her bra. She actually seems to hesitate in shyness about removing her bra but then she unsnaps it and takes it off as well. Her small boobs pop into view and they are sporting VERY hard and black nipples. I find that I am actually enjoying looking upon this black hoe's tits and having her dominate me!

I'm desperately hoping to appease her. So, I then lay still, open my legs and let my body go limp. I'm breathing hard, hoping that by offering my genitals to her she'll take pity. That and the very thought of her dominating me is somehow tantalizing me...

"Very good... that's my good little white boy..." she purrs seductively. "But I want some more busting done to you to make sure you're really in your place. It feels so good to be able to put a nasty white boy in his place. You're a real pervert aren't you?"

She can see in my eyes that I have given into her. Next, she smiles wickedly and then takes me completely by surprise. I jerk and bite down on her panties in a silent scream, as I weakly grab onto her firm thigh and my legs convulse around hers. I finally let out a little gasp but then can only moan in pain, as my arms and legs once more drop to uselessness.

"This just barely evens things up, asshole," she spits out at me.

I dumbly look up and see her cruel expression. She loves busting me. She's now turned into the sick freak. Then she does it again but this time I can barely jerk and I let out a girlish little cry.

"Yes..." she breathes happily. "How do those little white balls feel?"

On the third strike I can't do shit but to let out a little a gasp...

"Next one will cripple you for life, I'm sure," the woman says cruelly, as she brings her leg as far back as she can...

However, she smiles sweetly and lowers her leg. She then breaks away from me and sits over by my side. My head lolls over to look at her and she is unconsciously leaving her legs spread in an openly aggressive manner. The black woman does this in a completely confident and domineering manner. This gives me an unobstructed view to see that her black pussy is sopping wet!

"Just lay there. Don't say a word. I want you to feel ALL the pain so you'll NEVER forget," she says in a matter of fact tone.

Forget! How could I?!

She seems to be content to merely stare at me in satisfaction and after several minutes I weakly put my trembling hands over my crotch trying uselessly to alleviate the pain and for protection. Seeing that I am regaining some strength...

"How does it feel to be hurt like that? Sucks huh?" she spits out. "Now you know how we woman feel, whenever some pig like you assaults us!"

I look at her and take in the sight of her sweaty mounds glistening in the moon and starlight. I look upon her nude torso in desire and my eyes rove back down to her wet hairy black sex. She notices my lustful stare and she gives a truly beautiful smile and a slight girlish giggle. I lay and dumbly stare at her for probably a full minute and she only stares back with such a look of possession and fierce determination, her brows creased...

Finally, she swallows and breaks the silence.

"You're MINE now pervert. Understand?" she chokes out.

I quickly swallow and nod my head yes. She smiles and goes on more confidently...

"I want you and I'm going to have you."

I disbelievingly watch as...

She gets up, licks her thick lips and then seductively begins to walk back over to me. She stands over me and straddles my body. I suckle on her panties and I can smell her womanish desire wafting down to me, as she stands over me. Then she crouches down over me, with her cunt dripping over me.

"It's time that I MAKE you mine," the woman informs me.

I continue to stare at her sex and get a good look at it. Her lips are very dark, full and thickly covered in kinky black hair. Her lips actually dangle and I watch wide-eyed as they part and begin to open and expand with arousal.

"Beautiful..." I mumble out, without realizing it at first.

We lock eyes for a second and she flashes her bright teeth with joy.

Next, she quickly removes my own clothes so that I lay naked and vulnerable. Once she finishes she looks upon my bare genitals and sighs in desire. My testicles are swollen and red from her abuse and she actually has an expression of lust, as she gazes upon my sex.

More wetness slowly begins to literally drip from her sex to splatter, where ever it lands, and also runs down her inner thighs. Next, she re-straddles my body, crouches down and begins to mount me. Her juice drips upon my thighs. Reaching down between us, she begins to stroke my already hardening member and positions it. She wastes no time, for she slams down upon my fully erect member.

She begins to hump me and she quickly builds up to a frenzied tempo. She begins panting and tries to speak but with real difficulty. The air is rushing in and out of her and is being pounded out. The air is also being knocked from my body, as she assaults me. I feel my balls building to orgasm. She senses this.

"After... after... oh god! After I make you... cummmm...." She is panting so hard. "After I make you cum I'm gggg... going to...."

"What! What!" my mind screams. "What are you going to do!??"

"After I make you cum I'm going to CRUSH your fucking white nuts!" she finally moans out loudly. "It'll be the last cum in your life and I'll be the last woman to take it from you!" the nigger bitch says crazily, as her vaginal muscles milk my penis. The horror of her words stuns me and the pleasant feeling of the build up in my balls becomes one of total terror!

"Come on! Shoot your shit!" she yells. "You and I both know you got to!"

She is so fucking right! I do have to cum. BAD! And the urgency is building even more.

"I'm going to LOVE crushing them..." she whispers softly now. She goes on and on about castrating me. "Guess how I'm going to do it. Go on. Guess..."

I fight it! With all I have, I fight!

All to no avail. It happens. I give off a cry and a hard thrust, as my cum erupts and shoots deep within her, filling her black womb with my seed.

"Yes!" she says victoriously.

She then quickly pulls off me and punches me in the balls. I wail out, as more semen spurts and my penis begins to quickly deflate. Next, she pulls my hands away and drops her head. She sucks my aching balls into her mouth and then works them between her molars. My penis is now completely flaccid.

"No!" I wail out weakly.

Again, my efforts are all to no avail. With savage force she bites down and after several agonizing seconds first one gland and then the other are crushed between her teeth. I scream out, just as I give off one final spurt of cum, which squirts from my limp cock onto her face. She lifts her cum-covered face...

"Tell no one and I won't report you as a rapist!" she pants.

I then pass out...

CAUGHT****

"Come on, please, stop," I ask her with a slightly trembling voice and with a pleading sound.

"You'll like it. Honest," she responds with a firm tone. "Don't be such a baby."

I'm now more than a little nervous. I'm down right scared. Sheryl is at least a half head taller and like ninety five pounds to my seventy five. This makes her a lot stronger and I know I can't out run her. My mind races and I do the only thing I can. I try to reason.

"Sheryl, our folks wouldn't want us doing this," I try to say.

"Shhh. It's OK. They won't know."

She continues to caress my belly and rubbing up and down my leg. Her hand is increasingly getting closer to my groin and I have my legs squeezed tightly together. She is looking intently at my crotch and I know what she is intending to do in just a few seconds.

"Sheryl, I don't want to do this," I finally say.

She stops momentarily and looks into my eyes. She has a slight frown.

"I've caught it all on my cell phone. You standing outside peeping in and jerking off to me," Sis tells me softly and coldly. "Only one way I won't give the proof to mom and dad."

"What?" I ask. I'll do anything or so I think...

Soon, I'm stripped and completely nude and sis has me sit in the 'play' chair, where I've had a number of 'special games' done to me. Course none ever like THIS! In the past she's tied me to it and tickled me and made me beg her to stop. She's even physically abused me by slapping and punching, whenever she's had something to tell mom and dad about. But she's NEVER stripped me and intended to... to... 'punish' my nasty genitals! She's even extremely excited by it. I've never seen her this excited. I know she's done all the other things in the past because it gives her power and puts her in charge. She really likes this. I guess that's why I peeped in on her. So that I could have something over on her, even though I thought she didn't know. Now, sis has me strapped to the chair!

Sheryl turns away and walks to her closest. In no time she has what she was looking for. She turns back to me, keeping the item behind her and out of my sight. She walks toward me, smiling wickedly. She then pulls a device out from behind her back.

"Wh... what's that?" I ask fearfully.

"Your punishment..." she breathes.

She reaches out to my crotch, grabs and lifts my genitals and slides the device under me. Her hand sends tingles all through me. I've never been touched like this before. Much less by a girl and certainly not by my own sis! Though I know it's sick I can't help but get a fluttery feeling in my belly at her touching me like this! Her touch feels like fire and I can't help but sigh out. She looks at me smiling.

"Oh, you like that?" she asks. "Well, you won't for long."

She grabs up my testicles and places them into the cool machine and shuts it, encasing my glands within it. Sis bolts the mechanism and now my glands are firmly trapped. Just the bolting starts a dull aching to begin. Finally, she sits on her stool in front of me.

"Here we go. Time to test your new punishment. This test run is also a partial punishment for not listening to me like you should." She then tightens bolts and the pressure lies heavily on my glands and they flatten slightly.

"Ahhh!" I moan.

"Not to bad right now I bet. However, I can add as much pressure as needed." she tells me and I turn fearful eyes towards her. "Matter of fact, I can tighten the vise so it will shut completely. What do you think that would feel like?" she teases cruelly. My eyes are wide in horror. "Well... let's... FIND OUT!"

"NO! Please, don't, Sis!" I wail.

She then gives another slight turn and I cry out, as my testicles flatten more.

"So far this is just a couple turns. Several more would crush them!" she laughs.

"Pl... please let me go, Sheryl!"

"Nope. Not 'til I pop your balls!" she exclaims happily.

"WHAT!" I scream out in fear.

"That's right, you silly little boy. I'm going to ruin them and then you're going to be my passive little plaything from now on. No more nasty boy glands to make you misbehave!" she says gleefully. She then begins to tighten the bolts more and more.

"NOOOO!" I sob out as the agony builds and becomes unbearable. "What about mom and dad!" I try to use this reasoning to frighten her. "Or the cops!"

My glands increasingly flatten...

My screams go on and on and I am beginning to lose my voice...

Sis stares transfixed at my misshapen and easily tortured sex glands... as she adds yet another turn...

"Fuck them. And FUCK YOU!!!"

Turning, turning, glands burning...

CLUBHOUSE INITIATION****

I've grown up in a neighborhood that is VERY boring for a boy, because you see I'm the only one. All the other kids are just girls. Some are around my age, which is eight. There are others of course that are younger and older. What REALLY makes it all so hard is the fact that the girls around my age have a club. A girls-only club.

I've tried to be nice and play with them but for the most part they will have nothing to do with me. The few times they've played with me they always team up and tease me. Especially the leader named Michelle, who I have a crush on. The thing about Michelle is that she is bossy, though I can put up with it just to be able to play with someone. Her best friend is Katie and sometimes they'll let me play with them and their friends but usually it's just so they can be mean to me. They NEVER EVER let me near their clubhouse though.

Matter of fact, there was one time when I became really mad at how they treat me and so I decided to go over to their clubhouse. Michelle and her friends stopped me and then Michelle had threatened me. She said, "You want to come to our clubhouse? Fine! Then, we'll have to tie you up and cut off your weenie and turn you into a girl! THEN you can join!"

Needless to say, this really got me frightened and I hurriedly backed down and even ran off, with them laughing and throwing insults at me. From that day on whenever I make her mad or just simply irritate her she will threaten me with cutting off my weenie. I've never told on her though. The reason I've never told is because I look at it all like some sort of game between us. A weird one, but a game nevertheless.

Since I never told, her friends also started joining in on the game. They all will threaten me and there have been times when they've chased after me chanting, "we're going to cut off your weenie, we're going to cut off your weenie." They never really try to catch me, that or I'm just too scared and fast for them. Cause they do give me a good chase...

I've even actually had a lot of dreams over this game of ours! I can't call them nightmares exactly, because I'm usually having fun in them and I get strangely excited! In those dreams they will chase me down, like they do, but then they will actually catch me, pull my pants and underwear down and do what they promised. Sometimes, I'm tied and other times I'm not and they'll use all sort of things to cut my weenie off!

Another reason that I've never told is... well, I kind of like having them threatening me like this, chasing me and such. I can't help but wonder though, what would happen if they caught me like in those dreams...

Then everything comes to a climax. One day I'm out playing and Michelle and Katie come up to me.

"Hey, would you like to come over to our clubhouse?" Michelle asks me sweetly.

"Uh, yeah sure! But... I thought you didn't let boys in?"

"Well, we've thought about it and we've decided to let you in. We've been kind of mean to you and we're sorry. We were only playing with you though. You know?" she responds sweetly.

"Oh. Well that's OK," I say pleasantly.

"Course we'll have to give you an initiation though," she tells me.

"Oh? Like what?" I respond, with a bell going off in the back of my mind.

"Well, come over and see, silly." With that she turns and starts away, with Katie in tow.

I give it just a few seconds thought and quickly follow after. We walk down the street until it dead ends. It has wooden post and a sign that informs people that it is a dead end street. The clubhouse is situated across the small field that the road comes up to and the clubhouse is just at the edge of a small forest that runs along the railroad tracks that runs through our town. The clubhouse is very secluded and that's why the girls like it so much. I don't even know what they do there...

Soon, we've come across the small field and are now going up to the clubhouse. As we approach, I swear I see something move in one of the windows but I figure it must just be shadows from the tress. Michelle takes us on around back to where the entrance to the clubhouse is located. We are well shaded by the trees and it seems so quiet. For some reason our neighborhood seems SO far away...

"Well, here we are!" Michelle says loudly and happily causing me to get startled a little. It seems like she was calling out rather than just talking to me.

As soon as she speaks, a couple other girls come out from the clubhouse. Older girls. Girls that are a lot bigger and stronger than me. This thought strangely goes through my mind. I also know them. They are sisters. One is Veronica, who is eleven, and Maria, who is twelve. They are the ones who always seem VERY enthusiastic in the past with Michelle's and my on going little 'game'. The other girls seem to do it merely jokingly. These two along with Michelle and Katie seem more... serious.

My thoughts scatter, as Michelle turns to me. Her face doesn't look so kind anymore.

"Well, time for the initiation," she says coldly and I get a strange fearful feeling.

"Wh..." I start to say and she raises a hand.

"We're tired of having a boy in OUR neighborhood. We're REALLY tired of you always pestering us all the time. Especially ME!" she says angrily. "You're always trying to get close to me with that tiny weenie of yours, which is SO GROSS! Now, we're going to take care of that problem." she smiles meanly. "Guess how?"

I only dumbly look at her and the other faces in turn. I'm now very frightened by what I see in their expressions. I decide that I'm not staying around to find out what they have planned! I quickly take off running! However, they are between me and the road, so I have to take off into the forest. At first I catch them off guard, but they quickly give chase, calling out to one another to 'get him'. Luckily, I have a nice little head start. The problem is though I don't know the forest so well, where as I'm sure they do.

This is proven correct with how quickly they are over taking me and soon they are all around. I'm dodging around trees and every time it seems one of them are always there to block me off. Several times a hand has grasped my arm or shirt, slowing me momentarily and allowing them to keep up with me. This all seems so much like my dreams! This realization makes me pump my legs faster and causes my heart to beat faster. Dreams are one thing but actually having my... I don't finish the thought. I merely RUN! A hand snatches me but I break free...

"FUCK! I almost had him!" Veronica yells angrily.

"Don't worry! We'll get him!" her sister responds back. She sounds like SHE'S having fun.

They chase me around the little forested area for a little bit. I'm soon breathing hard and sweating badly. I'm getting SO tired now. I've out distanced the younger two but can't get away from the sisters. Suddenly, Maria is next to me and she grabs hold of my arm.

"Gotcha, you little nut sack!" she squeals happily.

I try to tug my arm free but can't and then her sister runs up and grabs my other arm. They then jerk me to a full stop, with smiling faces. Moments later, Michelle and Katie finally catch up, breathing hard and putting their hands on their knees. All the girls are very sweaty like I am...

"Jerk!" Michelle says angrily, lifting her panting face to me.

Michelle quickly steps up to me and drives her knee up between my legs. I NEVER even thought she would do something like that. Not actually do it. I gasp out in pain and try to double over but the older girls are holding me up. I feel so angry at the unfairness of it all! I look at Michelle in anger and disbelief.

All four of them have me surrounded, and I can't break free no matter how much I struggle. The sisters push me back against a tree, hard, with their much larger hot, sweaty bodies pressing firmly against mine and their legs spreading my aching ones apart, their hot breath quickly blowing into my face. Veronica actually lays her weary head for a moment upon mine and her breath is rasping in my ear. I dimly notice Veronica's and Maria's tiny boobs pressing into my upper body, with Maria's being a little bigger. They are leaning into me on either side with my arms, shoulder, and part of my upper body under them. My legs are slightly spread, with their legs in front of mine, pressing my calves firmly against the tree. I watch in fear, as Michelle and Katie step up closely to me, smiling wickedly and I now feel their hot breath blowing rapidly as well. I definitely get a face full of girly breath.

Michelle has a very mischievous grin on her face and says, "Gotcha!"

Katie says, "Yeah, now you're gonna pay!"

As she is saying this, Michelle reaches down, grabs my pants zipper and begins pulling it down. I hear the little zippering sound of it, as she pulls it down. I watch in amazement. She's giggling a little and is now trying to undo the button.

Katie starts to giggle with her friend and she too reaches down to try to help Michelle undo my pants. I'm starting to really panic at what they are doing.

"What are you doing?" I ask, as I try more vigorously to free myself.

My attempts are of no use, the two older girls have me held good.

"Quite fighting us or I'm going to punch you in the stomach," Veronica says meanly.

"Yeah, or I'll slam my knee between your legs!" Maria says and laughs. "And it'll be a lot worse that what Michelle did too. I'll squish your little ballsies good!"

I quiet down from their threats, while all the girls break out giggling and laughing.

"What are you going to do!" I ask, with tears forming in my eyes now.

Michelle, still fiddling with my button that is holding my pants shut answers. "We are gonna cut off your weenie and make you a girl just like us!" she tells me this without even looking up.

My eyes go wide in horror. My dream come true? My dream now becoming a real life nightmare!?

Katie chimes in. "Yeah, then you won't bother us anymore!"

"Yeah, you're like a humping little doggie," Veronica snickers. "But not after we're done."

Katie is looking down and trying to pull in either side of my pants to make the pants-button easier for Michelle to undo.

"Let me go or I'll yell!" I say as firmly as I can, given the fact of what I've been told is going to happen to me. I'm trying to sound tough, but there is obvious fear and panic in my voice.

Michelle looks up at me and looks me straight in the eye. Then, speaks very seriously. "Go ahead and yell for help." Then, she yells. "GO ON YELL FOR HELP! NO ONE CAN HEAR YOU 'CAUSE NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND!!"

It's at this moment that Michelle gets the button undone on my pants and starts to quickly pull them down. She gets my pants down to just above my knees and immediately goes for my underwear...

I begin to sob softly.

At the same time Michelle is tugging at my underwear, Katie reaches into her purse and pulls out a pair of scissors. Actually, I think they are called shears. The kind used in gardening. She holds them up in front of my face, smiling cruelly, causing me to really start to cry. They are VERY sharp and scary looking.

"Please!" I cry out. "Let me go!" I'm now sniffling and they only laugh at my pleas.

The gravity of it all slams home and I been to hyperventilate. The realization that in a few seconds they are going to take that instrument, with it's very bright sharp blades, and cut off my weenie makes me dizzy and wishing myself somewhere, ANYWHERE, but here. I'm brought back by Michelle's words.

"Take a look at this, guys!"

I look down towards my crotch and watch as Michelle pulls my underwear down. Katie drops the shears from my face and brings it to my groin. Intense fear and panic grips me. Thoughts of these girls cutting off my weenie fly through my head. What will it be like not having a weenie? Will that truly make me a girl? What will they do with it once they have it? On and on my thoughts spin. To be a girl, to be a girl, to be... now dominates my thoughts.

"Yeah, Michelle, you go girl!" Veronica laughs.

What's funny is that all these thoughts and what they are doing to me kind of excites me! Maybe it is just the novelty of it all, or the fear and panic, or something... At this moment, I am ready to just let them go ahead and do it, without offering any resistance... I actually WANT them to turn me into a girl...

However, an instant later the reality of what they are about to do hits me again and I struggle all the more to try to get away. But struggling is no use. Veronica and Maria have me pinned well and I'm not going anywhere. Suddenly, I hear each take in a quick breath or gasp.

"Look at that..." Katie breathes out.

Michelle has just now pulled my underwear down to just below my balls, exposing my little genitalia to everyone. Looking down I see that I have a partial stiffie! It is just beginning to lift up off my sack. Michelle and Kate are looking down at my now-exposed parts.

"Ewww, it's so GROSS looking!" Michelle says. She and Katie begin giggling again.

"Oh my god. He's getting hard!" Maria laughs out and her sister joins in.

"Yeah, look at it! It's so TINY!" Veronica snickers.

"Uh huh. A tiny pathetic dick like that deserves to be sheared!" Maria laughs harshly and her sister laughs even more loudly.

"Maybe he aught to have his ballsies cut off too?" Veronica asks seriously, while still laughing.

I sob out more and look around frantically.

"Na. Cause later when he's older and wanting a girl, he won't be able to do ANYTHING about it!" Maria snickers. Then she puts a hand down to my crotch. "That and these can be fun... watch!" She then thumps my 'ballsies' with her middle finger and I cry out in pain. She does it several times hard and I'm weeping and the pain is shooting through my body. "See? It's so much fun tormenting a pair of male gonads!" she chuckles.

"Awesome!" Veronica says and takes a turn.

Through out this ordeal, my pee-pee is still expanding and is starting to rise up and is pointing now away from my body. They finally stop, thankfully.

"His thingies are so NASTY!" Katie says and Michelle agrees readily.

"It's all nasty," Michelle says with a disgusted face.

I hear the two older girls giggle at the younger girls' responses. I look up to watch as both Veronica and Maria stare right down at my privates. I am SO embarrassed, scared, and thrilled all at the same time. It is a strange feeling... I look back at Michelle and Katie watching, as they continue to look between my legs and laugh. I look back down and see that my weenie is almost pointed straight up but not quite and that it is quickly bobbing slightly up and down, keeping time with my heart beat. It never quite goes all the way up.

"Look! It's bouncing up and down!" Katie squeals. "Weird!"

They all continue to stare and giggle but then moments later, their giggling subsides. They regain their composure and become more serious.

I look to Veronica. "Please, let me go," I tearfully plead. She ignores me, as does everyone else.

Michelle gets right to it and looks at Katie. "Come on, let's do it! Let's cut his weenie off!" They both bring their hands to my groin.

I look back down and am looking right at my groin, closely watching what the two girls are doing. Katie hands the shears to Michelle and she brings it right up there next to my pee-pee. It is only an inch away and, with little metallic hissing sound, she spreads open the blades. I tense up. This is it... The last few seconds of my life as a boy. Katie then reaches up, grabs my pee-pee, and firmly pulls it forward...

"D... don't..." I gasp out. I'm getting dizzier by my hyperventilation.

As Katie tugs, it feels really good. I get this sudden wave of pleasure, that starts at the end of my pee-pee where she is grabbing it, and almost instantly progresses into and throughout my body. I have never felt anything like this before in my life. The feeling subsides within a second or two and is replaced by a low level pleasure, plus a pulling and stretching sensation, and tight pressure or squeezing from the front half of my pee-pee. Katie has made a tight fist around the end of my pee-pee and is pulling it forward, not too hard, but enough to make it taught. It doesn't really hurt at all, it just feels kind of funny.

As I look upon my partly-stretched pee-pee with her fist wrapped around the end of it, I get the sudden thought of a hand pulling a piece of yarn tight, so a pair of scissors can cut it. That's it; Katie is pulling on my pee-pee just like you would a piece of yarn...

I watch as Michelle moves in for the kill. Things start moving kind of in slow motion. She is looking down at my pee-pee, with the open scissors in her right hand, moving it towards the left side of my pee-pee. I feel the edge of the cold steel, as it begins to brush lightly against my tender flesh. Both above and below my pee-pee.

Several thoughts and images instantly flashes through my mind, as Michelle continues to move the scissors slowly over my pee-pee...

The thought of looking down and seeing my cut-off wiener lying on the ground beneath my feet, and a slit between my legs. The thought of Katie taking my cut-off wiener and running away with it. Or putting it in her purse. Or her pocket. Or throwing it into the dirt behind her.

I wonder if it will hurt when Michelle actually cuts my pee-pee off, or if it is going to feel good like when Wendy grabbed it just now.

I wondered if there would be any blood.

I wondered what my mom and dad would do when they saw my slit and found out I had been turned into a girl.

Not being able to stand to pee or use urinals anymore.

Having to go into the girls' bathroom instead of the boys' from now on.

Then, I tense up and take in a shuddering breath... Michelle now has my pee-pee placed completely and firmly between those cruel sharp edges! By this time my fear has made my stiffie go away and my pee-pee now does look like a piece of string, with Katie pulling it tightly out from me...

"Here we go..." Michelle says softly.

I then hear that slight metallic hissing of the blades closing and feel the edges beginning to dig into my tender flesh. Luckily, my weenie is giving way under the pressure but it won't be to long before my pee-pee has no where to go and will be completely trapped and then... It'll be severed...

MICHELLE'S BUST****

I go out back to enjoy the day and get some sun, when I spot Michelle. She's a twelve year-old grand-daughter of my next door neighbors. She's not much of a looker but she's got a sort of mousey kind of cuteness about her. She's got long brown hair, wears glasses, though often she doesn't, and she's thin but athletically built, since she's been taking gymnastics since age four. In the last couple months she's actually become a bit cuter. OK, not really cuter. More... interesting, now that she has tiny little budding titties to sport around.

That and last year when I saw her prancing around in her bathing suit I could tell that she was getting a nice covering of pubes. I could tell this by noticing them vaguely outlined nicely in her bikini bottoms. That was definitely a nice surprise! Right then I knew that the little peach was ripening. Losing its little down and getting a nice bush...

Michelle and I have a strange but fun relationship. Or so it might be called. I kid her about all sorts of things and she tries to ignore me but sometimes I do get her to laugh. Today is no exception and I call out to her. Soon I'm laying out back and I find myself joking around with her. Suddenly, Michelle gets angry and turns to face me. Oops! I guess I went too far. Hah!

"I've got four inch pumps and I'm not afraid to use them," Michelle says, with a smug little smile.

"Oh really? And just what do you intend to do with them?" I ask, countering her smugness with my own. I'm curios as to where this may lead.

She only huffs and turns away and begins to twirl around in her short summer dress. Her tiny mounds slightly jiggle from her activity and so I can tell she has on no support. Nice!

"Come on wittle baby." Michelle ignores me. "I asked the wittle baby a question." She's still trying to ignore me but I see the anger in her face. "What are you going to do Smelly Shelly?" THIS pisses her off! She hates the nick name I've given her.

Michelle turns to face me angrily. "Keep teasing me and you'll find out!" She then comes stomping up to the chain-link fence.

"You won't do anything, Smelly Shelly!" I taunt.

"Come on into the back alley then and I'll show you!" she says angrily.

"Ok!" I then hurriedly hop over my own fence.

I walk down the alleyway to her gate. I watch Michelle making her way to the gate and then she opens it. She steps through angrily and she looks at me with hatred. I stand my ground, as she slams the gate and stomps right up to me. She only comes up to my chin. I watch as she stands in front of me shaking slightly from her rage.

"Well?" I finally say with a smile.

She looks around. "Come on down here so we won't be seen," she says, her voice betrays a slight nervousness on her part.

Hell, I'm game I figure. I really want to see how far she'll go with this. I walk after her and she goes down a couple yards to where the fences are tall wooden ones and the alley is shaded over by trees. It's fairly isolated and out of view.

"Well, here we are," I say pleasantly and mockingly smile at her.

With hesitancy she kicks her foot out and smacks me painfully between the legs, I gasp out a little and spin away. As well as getting a little bust, I got a good look at her panties! Of course it was only a brief look, what with my balls having gotten a nice little whack causing me to double over and put my hands on my knees. I honestly didn't think she'd do it! I also got to see her tiny tots do a jiggly dance within her summer dress. The sight of her panties flashes in my mind. I've just got to see those panties again...

"There!" Michelle says victoriously. "I told you I wasn't afraid to use my pumps!"

Strangely, I liked having her busting me! I'm now getting rock hard and I feel a building pressure in my balls.

"There what?" I manage to say. "That? What was that wittle girl?" I then begin laughing. "Bet you won't..." I never finish. I wasn't able take notice of Michelle's next actions, since my back is to her.

With obvious speed and force, Michelle kicks her foot out and once more squarely kicks me in the balls, from behind. I even momentarily see her foot striking my crotch and the impact is quite audible with a loud 'thud', with the force of her kick causing me to once more spin around. I've been hit in the balls before but nothing like this. I jerk and my mouth hangs open in a silent gasp, as I grab my crotch. She's bouncing around now like a prized fighter and giggling! The image of her immature twelve-year-old boobs jiggling around is burned in my brain, as I drop to the ground, on my knees, at her feet. Then I fall over and begin to roll around whimpering, moaning in pain. I dumbly look up and see her surprised expression. Her expression quickly turns to one of complete joy. She has really enjoyed busting me! I really didn't think she'd do it a second time and with such intent to hurt me!

"So, how do your nuts feel?" Michelle sneers down to me and she giggles.

She continues to stare at me with wonder in her eyes. After a little bit, I'm able to get some control over myself. I then laugh a little.

"You kick like a wittle girl," I taunt her, with a raspy voice and swelling balls. Call me crazy but I want to see just how far she'll REALLY go.

Her eyes flash angrily but excitedly. "Oh really? Open your legs then. I'll show you!"

I then roll over onto my back, pull my legs up, so that my feet are resting up by my butt, and then I spread my legs. Michelle eyes my crotch with interest. Yep, I see that there is definitely more than anger there. She's having fun. She pulls her leg back and lets fly.

"JERK!" she yells, as her foot crashes into my testicles.

The force sends my balls flying up in my shorts and I cry out! I then roll over to my side, holding my smashed nuts. Tears are streaming badly now. I have a raging hard on and my balls actually are building for an orgasm!

"Yes!" she laughs. "So, do I still kick like a girl!?"

I'm gagging. However, after a few deeps breaths. "No. You... you got me good..." I moan out and I her laugh. I want MORE! However, I know that she won't do it unless angry. Or more than likely she won't. So, "Yeah. You got me pretty good. For a pussy that is," I grunt out painfully.

I hear her take in a hissing sharp breath. Then she growls. "Come on then! I'll show you who's a... a... you know what!"

"Pussy. You can't say it can you... PUSSY!?" I laugh painfully.

With great effort, I roll back over. She is towering over me, with unbridled rage. But it looks fake. She's WAY more excited than mad and stares fixedly at my groin.

"You just better be glad you've got on cloths! Otherwise I'd really hurt you!" She licks her lips.

"No problem there!" I snort. I see her game.

I need no further encouragement, figuring she's just wanting to egg me on so I'll show her my package. I quickly reach down between my legs, with badly shaking hands, and pull my genitals out from my shorts leg. I hear Michelle gasp, as my balls drop free and my hard cock comes popping into view. My dick is bobbing from my heartbeat and arousal and my balls are already turning purple and are swollen. Her eyes bug out and she stares fixedly at my genitals. She licks her lips hungrily.

"Ewww!" She says angrily. "You're disgusting!" Her eyes say otherwise...

My cock begins to twitch from the excitement of having her examining me and I feel like I could blow my load right at this glorious moment!

"Maybe, but you sure aren't looking away... BITCH!"

I literally see her face turn black with rage at this comment and realize that I may have gone to far! I shiver under her cold fury. I then let my aching and shaking legs fall apart so that they are spread apart like frog legs. I look upon a truly lovely sight, an angry young girl who is staring at my exposed genitals and who is quite obviously intent on doing some serious damage to my sex glands.

"Well? Bitch. Wh... what are you going to do?" I ask painfully. Why am I stoking that rage for!

She again licks her lips and takes in an angry shuddering breath and begins pulling her foot back. She has beads of sweat on her upper lip now. She eyes my nuts intently, as she pulls that foot back all the way ...

"Mi... Michelle?" I ask worriedly, as I am know reconsidering what I'm doing.

She looks into my eyes and gives a cool smile. "What am I going to do?" she practically whispers. "Well, I'm going to kick your nuts up into your throat!" she hisses out now, with teeth clenched.

I shudder. I have no strength in me and can't move even if I wanted to, which at this point I'm beginning to think is the smart thing to do. Oh my god, my balls are hurting so bad and are building to an awesome climax, while my cock throbs fiercely! Sure, I don't want her to truly injure my testicles. However, my sexual arousal is SO strong that I am willing to endure whatever she's planning on dishing out to me!

Then, I watch as her foot comes flying forward, dead on target...

Next thing I know, I'm rolled over onto my side throwing up. My nuts are on fire and it feels like they are being repeatedly stabbed!

"HAH!" Michelle exclaims. After about a minute. "So what's next? Do I need to... to uh... crush your nasty nuts under my pumps?!" she taunts.

Then, she kicks me back over to my back. I stare up at her with fearful eyes. Seeing my fear, she is embolden... empowered!

"Yeah, that's it," she huskily says. "I need to step on them and squish them!" she snickers. "So, who's the... pussy?" she says softly. "Now, sit up!"

Michelle then crouches and helps me into a sitting position. She scoots me up toward the fence so my back is pressed against it firmly. Next, she turns her body around, scoots back, so that her ass hovers over my throbbing cock, and lifts her heels so that she is balanced on just her toes. She shuffles each of her feet back several more inches so that her heels now hang right over my loose scrotum and the balls it contains. She reaches down and behind her to my crouch and she daintily grabs up a testicle through my scrotal sack into each hand. For a moment she merely holds them and slightly rolls them, causing my balls to about to explode their load! However, she quickly slides one testis under each of her wide heel pumps. Now, she eases back so that there is firm pressure resting on each gland, effectively trapping each glandular organ.

"There we go!" she says cheerfully. "That's much better! Now your nuts ain't going no place!" she giggles out happily like a little school girl. "Now you behave or I'll lean back and crush these itty-bitty things!" she warns me with a giggle.

I pitifully and weakly reach up and grab onto each of her calves with my hands. Very muscular and flexing calves that are attached to equally muscular legs and to the heels that have my manhood under her control. All this is joined together to make appendages that could oh so easily crush and destroy my manliness! Needless to say, I'm breathing really quickly and fearfully now that I'm at the complete mercy of this preteen girl! I watch mesmerized as her legs ripple with their female prowess...

Just how far is she taking this? I ask myself.

Finally, she begins to stand slowly, trying very carefully not to fall back onto my extremely swollen, sensitive and delicate organs. Once she is fully standing, her ass is right in my face. Her buttocks are separated from my face by only the thin material of dress and panty. I begin to slowly run my hands up and down her moist calves and increasingly higher. She is perspiring as much as I am! I run my fingers along her outer thighs and work my hands into her inner thighs, running my thumbs along the insides and feeling her sweaty skin. I'm still quite low on her legs, just at the fringes of her dress. I can feel her muscles rippling, as she attempts to keep her balance. Further, I can feel her giving off little shudders from my touch and she has goose pimples forming along her legs and up under her dress and I look up to see her arms covered in them.

I imagine the pimples cover her whole body. I hear her breath hissing in and out. Suddenly, she arches her back and gives off a long sigh. I quickly run my hands up her legs, going up under her summer dress. She momentarily looses balance and falls backwards onto my testicles with horrible force but catches herself by reaching back and pushing down on my head! I cry out but hold my head up so she won't fall all the way back. With our sudden movements my cock goes bumping against her ankles and lower calves, depositing a good amount of pre-cum. There is now a sticky trailer of it connecting her calf to my tip. Luckily she hasn't put nowhere near all her weight bearing down. However, just the amount that has been applied is more than I ever want to feel again, even though my cock is harder than ever! I'm whimpering badly.

"Oops, sorry... wittle baby!" she mocks. "Wittle baby crying now, huh?"

She is precariously balancing on her toes and lightly crushing my testicles, while my cock is throbbing fiercely and my balls feel like they are about to explode with their pay load! With her ass right in my face I can't resist and so I lift the back of her dress up and push my face forward, right into her panties, so that my nose is right up under her butt-crack, just a little distance I know from her little cunny. I can feel her sexual heat and the moisture that has built up. Still building up. I take a deep inhalation, trying to smell her sweet scent but smell her ass instead. I take another and another and soon I can smell past her ass and I get a nice whiff that is distinctly the scent of her pussy. I stick out my tongue and lay it up under her along her pantied sex. She shivers slightly and falls back a little bit. I grunt out but enjoy the taste of her sex that is slowly seeping through the material of her panties. I wasn't to sure about it at first but decide that her ass smells just fine too...

"Like what you smell?" she asks coldly.

"And taste...," I moan out.

"Good. Now, let's have some real fun!" she exclaims and she begins to rock back and forth. Up on her toes and then back onto her heels. I begin to grunt out and weep. She's getting wetter and wetter. Even her ass is getting even moister and stronger smelling!

"How's it smelling down there?" she asks coolly.

I only muffle out a response, as I begin to lick at her newly forming panty stains.

"I asked a... QUESTION!" She crushes her heels down harder and holds it. My balls try to roll away but can't. I grunt in pain.

"Pl... please, Michelle... don't... don't do this. You could... make a mistake... and really hurt me..." I gasp out against her ass.

"Oh really? Gee, you think?!" she giggles.

Then, she quickly lifts her hands up off my head and lifts them straight out from her sides, like she's done a dismount! She is now once more on nothing more than just her toes and... heels. Oh, they are crushing me and I gasp in one ragged breath after another. I'm red faced and straining.

Then it hits me! She either actually doesn't care or she's actually going to do this to me! She's going to CRUSH my testicles! I slide my hands up and tightly grasp her ass-cheeks but it does no good! I want to cry out for help... But then how do I explain all this? She knows quite well what she's doing, I suddenly realize! She's put me in a no win situation...

So I do the only thing I can. I spread her cheeks and push in my nose, sniffing her, as my tongue laps at her sweet female nectar!

"Having... having fun... down... there?" she pants and places her hands over her tiny mounds.

She then fingers the straps of her summer dress and timidly begins to ease off the straps, looking up and down the alley first. Next, she lets the top of her dress fall down. OH, how I wish I could see those tiny tots! She begins to idly play with them by rubbing and pinching. Then amazingly she fluidly reaches down and pulls up her dress, grabs her panties, begins tugging the panties downward and bends over, pressing her slippery sex into my face! In one swift move she slides them all the way down to her ankles. She holds this pose for several long seconds, giving me time to look at her perky boobs with their pebble-hard nipples!

"Gorgeous..." I gasp out.

Michelle only winks, with a little smile. She then lifts her torso back up and spreads her legs for me, staying slightly bent over for me to have easy access to her ass and cunny. I fearfully pray she doesn't mess up. She doesn't. How she can do all this without loosing balance and falling back fully onto her heels and ruining me is a true testament to her gymnastic skill. Thank god! Money well spent I say!

"How'd you like that little move!" she breaths out over her shoulder. I realize that she was showing off. But if she had made a mistake, I would be a ruined man right now! "Now, lick my asshole and tongue it good. Then you can work on my pussy, you fucking dog!" she pants out menacingly and she rocks back the hardest yet from when she started rocking. I begin to lap at her hungrily. I lick her ass clean, tonguing it like I was told. "Now, my pussy!" I then start on her pussy. She begins to moan louder and louder to my ministration.

"Yes..." she breaths. "How'd my ass taste, fucker?"

I pull my face back. "Fan... fantastic..." I moan and then rebury my face between her legs, so that I can resume licking at her. As I'm licking and sniffing, she actually begins to grunt a little and then a few seconds later she lets out a little toot right in my face and giggles!

"Which..." she is laughing hard. "Which smells better? My... my ass or my pussy?" she giggles out breathlessly…

"Your... pussy..." I pantingly respond, between her legs.

"What about my fart? Didn't you like it?" she asks, with her voice quickly turning hateful. "I worked hard at it!"

"Yes, Mi... Michelle... It was... great...."

"Good!" she laughs. "Cause..." She again begins to grunt a little more. Then she lets off a rather loud and wet sounding one this time. She laughs so hard that she begins to lose balance and she crunches down upon me! "...there's another for you, asshole! Now, stick your tongue back up in my ass and clean it!" I'm hurting pretty bad but she re-establishes her balance, allowing me to do as told.

I push my tongue up her asshole and lick her clean. I get a fair amount of oily and nasty tasting butt juice and though it tastes awful the whole sexual arousal over comes my disgust.

"Up IN my hole, fucker! FARTHER!"

I do this. I push my tongue up into her tight hole and I hear her panting out happily. Suddenly, her sphincter seems to relax and then I can feel as yet another expulsion of hot gasses are flowing around my tongue and into my awaiting mouth and face.

"Yeah... you're nothing... but... an ass-licker!" Michelle gasps out cruelly and trying to humiliate me.

I don't care by this point. I'm weeping from the stabbing pains in my balls and so I'm concentrating on the young girl's ass. I'm actually now really enjoying eating the ass of this young nubile vixen. I just never imagined just what dark desires such a young girl could have been hiding and so this is all such a shock to me. What started out as light kidding is ending in complete debauchery!

"Now, my pussy...," she moans. "NOW!"

I shift to her cunny to appease this goddess of pain and pleasure. She continues to rock and crush and I continue to lick and obey. Her pussy juices really begin to flow and she bends forward more so her hot wet sex is fully in my face. I pull back to look at her and see the wispy hairs along the folds of her pussy and sigh in desire at the sight of her little bud engorged and peeking out from it's protective sheath.

"EAT ME!" she commands.

So, I cover her vaginal opening with my mouth and begin to suck. I slurp at her and eat it all down, while she begins to pant and wheeze in her breathing. I continuously flick my tongue over her hardened little clit and she shudders.

"You know... know that I'm going... going to pop your... nuts, r... right?" she says coolly. "Once.... once I... start fucking.... cummmmminnggg!"

Her words rip through me but I continue to pleasure her. My penis begins to jump around, as she continues to rock back and forth, pumping my balls harder and harder! Suddenly, she shifts back with almost all her weight and I scream out in pain, right up into her cunny. I watch as she quickly pulls up her summer dress and puts a hand to her crotch! She begins to rub her clit vigorously, while she then goes back to her toes a little. I sigh out a shuddering breath. She begins to do this over and over as she frigs her little clitty. The pressure on my balls is building more and more and reaching a critical point! I can hear her breath coming faster and faster her hips gyrating and humping my face. I then begin to fearfully feel her pussy beginning to undulate. Then I feel an overwhelming desire to completely please her. To give to her, her well deserved rewards. I want to completely offer myself to her!

Her breath is harsh sounding...

"Oh, oh, OH!" she pants. "I'm... going... to... CUM!!!"

"Oh god, Michelle... DO IT!" I yell out loud, from between her legs. "CRUSH ME!!!"

She then starts to shake and she begins to lean back onto her heels! My hands reach around her straining and muscular thighs and I grasp her hard. A part of me doesn't want her to do this to me of course and so I try in vain to hold her up. I can't. This time she holds nothing back. She leans completely back onto her heels and we both feel as my delicate sperm sacks are crushed like grapes underneath her heels. My arms drop like dead weights to my sides.

Then, as my glands are crushed, I shoot out the last and largest amount of sperm loaded cum that I have ever done or will ever know again for the rest of my life! This is the last semen that my poor little glands will ever produce. The cum shoots nearly a foot into the air and lands all over her calves, feet and my groin. The sexual energy held within them literally seems to shoot up through her legs and apparently gives her an earth-shattering orgasm.

Michelle lifts her face to the heavens and screams out in ecstasy, "OH GOD, YES!!!"

Her pussy lips seem to come alive as they quickly become red and engorged. The girl's petals spread wide and then little squirts of female ejaculate begin to splatter over my sobbing face. I lick at my lips...

I don't feel much of the pain at first because I'm riding my sexual release and arousal. For the most part it's a nauseating ache that seems to totally sap me of strength. Further, I'm sure it can be attributed to the fact that the agony is too much of an overload and shock to my nervous system. However, once I stop spurting and she seems to begin to calm down, she begins to twist her heels to GRIND my testicles into the grass and into the hard ground beneath, making sure that she has indeed ruined them. Suddenly, the pain shoots through me like red lighting. I give one high-pitched scream and then fall whimpering against her legs. Michelle begins shuddering anew.

"Yes... YES.... YES!!!" she rants in renewed sexual frenzy.

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