Who’s got my phone?

Another true story from my Uni days - This one takes place at a house party at one of my friends house. Cara was part of my social circle at Uni, she was about 5’5, classic long blonde hair, blue eyes, really pretty face, curvy in all the right places and just a full on genuine girl next door.

This takes me to the story, the party was no different to most others, alcohol flowing, music blasting etc.. Me and a couple of my friends that lived in the house were chilling in the kitchen, when we noticed a phone sat on the kitchen counter, Sam (my friend) picked it up and realised it was Cara’s, "Haha sick it’s Cara’s we should definitely wind her up" nobody disagreed and he sat trying to figure out the passcode. After about 10 minutes of trying Sam was failing miserably and had managed to lock her phone screen for 2 hours.

Cara burst into the Kitchen, she was wearing a tiny white crop top, exposing her toned stomach and complimenting her insanely perky d cup boobs (educated guess) and some blue skinny jeans with those deliberate tears in them, showing off little hints of her beautifully tanned legs, and white ankle socks.. Sam, panicking and not wanting to give up the gig quickly threw the phone at me, and I hid it in the inside pocket of my jacket "Have any of you seen my phone?? I can’t fucking find it anywhere!!" She frantically questioned the 3 of us - "Nope, not seen it anywhere" I replied calmly’ Sam let out a chuckle, alerting Cara to the fact we were clearly bullshitting.. "Who has it?? I swear to god if one of you has it I’m kicking all of you in the fucking balls!!"

My dick twinged, hard. Cara always seemed so sweet and innocent just hearing her threaten us like that was enough to get me going, obviously I HAD to push this, and without much thought I blurted out "Cara, if I’ve got your phone I’ll literally let you kick me in the balls" She just sort of raised her eyebrow making a face telling me she would do it, and brushed past me.

Fast forward about half an hour, I used the en-suite bathroom in my friends bedroom, and as I walked back out into the bedroom ready to return to the party Cara walked in with a phone in her hand. Probably due to the alcohol I had all but forgotten temporarily about what had happened earlier, and actually forgotten I had her phone in my inside pocket. She didn’t speak to me but stood in front of me doing something the phone. A sudden dread filled me as I felt a vibration from the inside of my jacket, a split second followed by that classic iPhone ringtone going off.. She'd called her own phone and I was caught red handed.

Cara gave me a disapproving but almost amused look, she took a step forward, standing super close to me and reached into the inside of my jacket to retrieve her phone, I was distracted by our close proximity and as she began to lift her phone from my pocket, I felt a thud.. Cara had seamlessly used that distraction and shot her knee up straight between my legs, until it nestled into my crotch.. slamming my balls against her lower thigh in the process.. *OOPH* I groaned.. It wasn't the worlds hardest hit, but it was firm.. and the surprise was enough to double me over, I ended up pretty much resting on her shoulder.

Cara just giggled, *You told me I could do it* she snaffled, and continued to giggle. I just kind of groaned as she removed me from her shoulder and began to leave the room, leaving me standing but firmly doubled over. "JOE!" She suddenly barked, I looked up to see her looking considerably more pissed off, "LOCKED FOR 1HR 25 MINUTES?! I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU" She charged back over to me as started firmly slapping me on my arms, head etc in a flurry.. "THAT WASNT ME" I pleaded, trying to block her attacked, as I lifted my arms up, I saw one of hers lower, instinctively I blocked it but she'd clearly tried to punch me in the balls, her arm ricocheted off my forearmed and kinda of grazed my dick on the way past, but it was my no means a clean hit.

We ended up in a bit of an alcohol fuelled playfight just sort of tugging each other with me more trying to restrain her, I pushed her back onto the bed behind us.. her back hit the bed, she lay there for what must of been 5 seconds looking at me before her mouthed slightly curled into a smirk, her eyes lowered and her leg became a blur..

I had no time to react. She shot her foot out and her heel caught me square in the jewels, the hardest part of her foot smashed both of my balls full on.. I felt them swing backwards before there was an explosion of pain in my abdomen. Have you ever been hit in the balls so hard they almost feel numb, but they're somehow still an absolute agony? Well, this was one of those hits. Before I could even think, I'd dropped to my knees, doubled over and ended up on my side clutching my balls with my face in the carpet, panting heavily. I mentioned her toned legs, and I swear she'd used every bit of their power to try and crack my nuts. I could just hear Cara still lying on the bed, clearly pleased with herself, laughter filling the room.. She didn't really say much else, but after a couple of minutes of her laughing away to herself she rubbed her foot on my back, and left to join the rest of the party.

Eventually, I picked myself up and joined the party too.. she didn't bring it up again all night, except for the odd comment about her phone being locked. My balls ached for a good couple of hours, and if it wasn't for the alcohol I'm sure it would of been longer.

**EPILOQUE**

Cara, only hit me once more after this.. not stand alone story worthy but definitely worth mentioning.. She never brought up the incident again, but around 3 or 4 weeks later us and a group of our friends were at a bowling alley, playing a few games and having a few drinks.. I was stood at the back of the alley next to the seats watching my friend take this turn, Cara walked past me with one of the other girls to go over to the bar or something, and as she past me, shot her hand out and backhanded me firmly in the balls.. I doubled over and groaned, a couple of the guys saw and chuckled, Cara and her friend didn't even break stride walking to their destination both laughing about what she had just done to my nuts.

No where near as brutal, but I almost remember this more fondly because of how cold, casual and completely uncalled for that bust was!