Kegel exercise on a beach
Jen had done her research for the interview. She had dressed in her birthday suit with only pink gloves, pink choker and a pair of pink thigh bands. It would normally be considered way too provocative even on a beach, but the place was empty as always.
At twenty years old, Jen knew she was amazingly pretty and sexy. Her free d cup breasts defy gravity and her pointy pink nipples were always upright and hard. Toned abs, a narrow waist and tight ass complete the sexy part. She also had the face of a supermodel, heart shaped, small nose and wide set almond eyes.
It was probably enough to pass the interview, especially since she's good at martial arts as well. And being paid big bucks to be the personal bodyguard/social escort of a filthy rich heir would be great of course. But Jen thought if she played her cards right, she could ask for an even bigger salary.
She smiled and began lying down flat on her back, the coconut tree behind her giving little shade. Her lightly tanned skin was shining from the copious sunscreen. As she had done countless times, she fixed her hands straight on the ground, almost touching her legs. Then she bent her knees slightly and raised her butt off the ground, keeping her body and thighs straight. In her current nude state and whore like gloves and thigh bands, Jen's kegel exercise would make a gay man hard...
The short man slowly approaching her was straight though. All four inches of him was straight and hard. His tiny shriveled testicles look out of place on his twenty two year old gaunt body.
"Someone's happy to see me." Jen smiled winningly without pausing her exercise. She did spread her legs wider though so he could see her pink lips.
"Umm.. hi. Hello, I am... I am...." The man stared between her legs while trying to remember.
"I'm so glad to see you Bob! As you can see, I'm exactly as I look in the pictures. And I do kegel exercises to keep tight down there."
The six feet tall siren grabbed a pair of walnuts from her handbag, stuffed it into her pussy and flexed her insides. \*Flex\* And now to push them out \*Flex\* The nuts came out of her snatch in a mix of broken shells and nut mush.
"I've perfect control of my sex after doing kegel for so long. It's so strong now. Turning nuts into mush with my pussy really turns me on." Her target's twig twitched. There was no doubt what kind of fetish he was into. This just confirmed her research.
"Crushed nuts are the best." Jen formed a middle finger with her left hand, then used it to scoop some of the nut batter. She popped the middle finger into her mouth while keeping the other fingers closed.
Bob's little twig was starting to convulse. He just needed a little more encouragement.
"Like what you see? Why don't you come closer?" He took a step forward, legs wide apart. Her feet was between his on the sand. She flicked her left foot lightly upwards into his babymakers. Jen laughed as he clutched his balls and rolled on the ground. His penis shivered as it uselessly coughed semen into the sterile sand.
"My balls! Argh! Why did you do that?" Bob asked though he suspected he already knew.
"If you hire me, you don't need to pretend anymore sir. I can indulge your little fetish at any time. And I'm as good at protecting balls as I am at destroying them. Done Krav Maga and kickboxing since I was a kid." The nude blonde beauty continued talking casually as she resumed her kegel. Up, down, up, down...
Bob slowly got up and walked into the same position that he got busted. This time though, he got roughly shoved aside from behind. He turned his head to look at the person who had shoved him.
It was a muscle head. The kind that used to bully him before he came into his unexpected inheritance. One of his new 'old money' friends had told him to get a bodyguard with benefits for exactly this sort of thug.
"Forget that loser babe. I see you're already wet for me." The topless muscular man made a show of undoing taking off his trousers.
Jen smiled at the big tall hunk. Her interview was going even better than she had hoped. She moved her torso and thigh up straight and spread her legs wider.
"Are you really going to rape me big boy?"
"They call me Big George. You wanna guess why?"
Big Boy George grinned and dropped his boxers to reveal a ten inch python and plum sized testicles.
"Uhm... excuse me..." Bob got a roundhouse punch for his trouble.
Muscleman immediately mounted Jen's still inclined form. He thrusted. Just as he was about to pierce her, she lowered her hips to the ground. The cock was too high. But his dangling balls were at the perfect position. She snapped her hips back up, slamming her pussy right into his exposed testicles.
All the aggression left her would be rapist. He mewled like a baby. But unfortunately, Jen wanted a more severe punishment than prison for her assailant. Besides, she wanted to show Bob what she could do...
Her left hand whipped up and grabbed the testicles viciously.
Jen pretended to be a flustered damsel in distress and whined. "No please.. it's too big, it won't fit!"
She grinned suddenly. "Let's make it fit." She jammed the huge testicles into her pussy. First the left one, then the right one. George convulsed. His hands flail about, hitting her shoulders in a futile gesture of resistance.
The huge nuts felt wonderful inside her. They always did. Jen love the feeling of testicles slowly dying in the tight wet confines of her pussy. Love how the folds of the scrotum felt against her own folds. Love the look in a man's eyes as his precious sex organs get destroyed by a woman's sex.
But most of all, she loved the way they screamed and begged. Normally she would stop at this point, but George had tried to rape her. And it was too dangerous to let the heavily muscled idiot free.
"Ahh ahh.. bitch." \*Flex\*
"Arrgh! No please, I was just kidding, just a joke.." \*Flex\*
"AAAA!"
She noticed that Bob had gone down on all fours beside her, watching in fascination. One hand on his micro penis, pumping furiously. Oh yeah, they're made for each other all right.
Jen slide backwards on the sand, her pussy's death grip on the testicles forcing George to shuffle forward. She gracefully stood, careful to still keep the fragile nuts still in her. It was time for the finale.
\*FLEX\*
George's eyes go wide as he choked on his own scream and blacked out. His body slumped bonelessly backwards, falling into a horizontal suspended position. His scrotum stretched until the whole of his weight is supported by the fatal grip of Jen's pussy on his balls. There was a soft ripping sound as the ballsack finally tore. The body fell soundlessly on the sand. A second later Jen's nether prison finally released its twin prisoners, crushed to mush.
Bob's slack jawed mouth was still hanging open, when Jen rushed and kissed him.
"Castrating bad guys always makes me horny." Her eyes had gone from cold to smiling like a switch.
"Bad guys?" Bob asked tentatively.
"Men who are in my way." She explained without hesitation.
Her hands clasped his and she fell backwards with him on top. Strong feminine legs wrapped around bob's torso, pulling his groin down. The tip of his tiny penis was right at her entrance.
"Do you really need an invitation virgin?" She laughed.
He furiously plunged his puny short sword into her crushing black hole. Even with his small size, the suction and pressure was overwhelming.
Jen caressed his cheek and stroked his hair. Her other hand reached between her legs and caught her targets. His penis twitched mightily in its prison. A second later, the prison had two more inmates.
All three of his sex organs were now inside her pussy. \*Flex\*
"Aaahh... that's too hard." \*Flex\*
The man above her softly whimpered. She could almost taste the money. It's time to go for the kill.
"I changed my mind. Being just a bodyguard with benefits isn't enough. You're going to marry me and let me have your money."
"What? What are you talking about? That's crazy.. that's"
\*Flex\* "Mmph.... stop that. You're just another bully!"
\*Flex\* "Yup Bobby boy. But you're in luck. I like weak men like you as lovers. Especially ones with such a tiny package. Easy to fit everything into my pussy. And besides, I'm not just another bully. Can your other bullies do this?
The steel prison suddenly became a soft velvet envelop, walls undulating and vibrating. All three of his male sex organs shivered and he could feel his orgasm bubbling. It started at the bottom of his balls, going upwards, and just as it reached the base of his cock, the soft envelop became a steel vice again.
It clamped down on the base of his penis excruciatingly, completely blocking his orgasm. His cock and balls pulsed frantically to shoot his load, but nothing could get past the blockade. His urethra felt like it would explode.
"It's not that hard Bob. You can have a wife who have you by your balls or I can have your balls for lunch right now. Remember what happened to the walnuts?" Jen reached over to the gruesome remains of George's testicles. It was a just a gory pink paste. Bob couldn't tell where one testicle ended and the other began.
"We can write a prenuptial. You can fuck my pussy whenever you want and I can fuck your balls and bank account whenever I want."
\*Flex\* With nowhere to go, his cum was going back into his tortured testicles. The pressure from her vaginal walls was increasing even as his balls inflate.
"So... will you marry me?" \*Flex\*
Bob whimpered. "Yes."
The portcullis trapping his dick loosened and his seed shot painfully through his urethra into the endless depths of Jen's prison. She came a second later, her own sex convulsing spasmodically. Each time she tightened, the walls came down on his sex organs, pausing his stream of cum.
\*Spurt\* Stop \*Spurt\* Stop... He watched her beautiful face, heaving breasts. Watched how her fist clenched around George's ruined manhood, turning it into complete mush with nothing left solid. Watched her other hand reach at George's comatose form and rip off his penis.
Bob's own dick strained painfully with each spurt. After ten seconds of ruined orgasm, he weakly pulled out and lay next to the woman who had taken his virginity so brutally. They both turned their heads to each other.
"So did I get the job? I did your fantasy right didn't I? And I beat up this guy. Who knows what he could do if I wasn't here.. And I am also good at other roleplay..."
"What?" Bob frowned confused.
"The bodyguard and social escort job." Jen gestured.
"Oh, that wasn't real? You won't bully me into giving you my money?" Bob sighed with relief. She wasn't a bully after all. But he couldn't mask his look of disappointment... Of course someone like her wouldn't want to marry him even with his money. Not even to bully him.
"Bully you? Ahaha only if you want me to." She caught his look of disappointment at realizing it was just roleplaying. Jen carefully studied his face up close. He was kind of cute actually. Blonde hair like her, cute eyes, fresh innocent face. Plus she kind of like the idea of being filthy rich...
"Only if you want me to."
She smiled and flicked his balls.
"I think you want me to."
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