The Naked Waiter

Based on a real event, I took a bit of license to make it more readable. Everything described happened; mostly, it's the dialogue where I've taken some license to remove some awkward moments as we figured this all out.

 The Naked Waiter

 A few years ago, I became fairly good friends with a co-worker. Her name was Lara.  She was mid-thirties, reddish-brown hair, about 5'4", big tits, bubbly personality with this sort of "always planning a prank" vibe.  She knew that I was into Ballbusting and would occasionally sack-tap me if I teased her or just because she saw an opportunity she couldn't pass up.  She was a poker player, good enough to play in tournaments, and was always wanting to make little bets about things.  We ended up with a running joke between us that one of these days, we'd make a bet, and if I lost, I'd have to be the naked waiter at a girl's night she hosted, and if she lost, she'd blow me every day for a week. 

 Lara's best friend was Paige.  She was taller, 5'8" or so, a little on the heavier side - thick, rather than BBW - and had nice D-cup tits. 

 Lara stopped by my place one night around 9 pm.  It was summer, so I poured a couple of glasses of wine, and we sat out on the deck.  I was in an apartment, and my balcony was nice and private because of the trees.  She'd already had a couple of drinks before she came over.  I'd just gotten back from a light workout and was wearing gym shorts and a tank top.  She was in shorts and a T-shirt.  We're sitting across from each other and her phone rings - it was Paige.  As they're talking, Lara scoots her chair a bit closer to mine and puts one foot right on my cock and balls, and says, "Oh, I'm over at Logan's.  I've got his balls under my foot!  Well, not directly, he's still got shorts on." and she gives me a look.  Challenge accepted - I reach down, and she lifts her foot for a moment.  I arrange my shorts so my rapidly hardening cock and balls are now out, and she puts her foot back down.  "Closer now!  I'm still wearing my flip-flops, so that's the only thing between my foot and his balls!" as she presses her foot hard into my balls and giggles.  I reach down, lift her foot up, take her flip-flop off, and she pulls her foot back and slams it into my balls.  "NOW I have his balls under my foot!  You should come over!  I'll text you the address."

 We rearrange, I put my cock and balls away, and about 10 minutes later, Paige arrives.  Lara looks at me and says, "I need a refill on my wine, and Paige needs a glass too.  Can you get that?  We'll pretend its girl's night and you are our, uh, waiter!" which, along with a look, made it clear she was referencing the bet we always joke about.  I'd had a couple of drinks and I was really horny from the squishing she gave my balls while they were under her foot, so I head into the kitchen, fill the glasses, strip off my shorts and shirt, and walk back out and stand quietly right next to Paige where she is sitting on the couch.  For a few seconds she doesn't realize I'm there, and then she turns her head and gasps and puts her hands over her mouth when she sees my hard cock just a few inches in front of her face, me standing there holding two glasses of wine. 

 "Oh, get over here!" Lara says, so I walk over to her and stand in about the same position.  "Put one of those on the table for now," she tells me, so I put one glass down.  "When he brings you a glass of wine, grab a handful of whatever you want, then take the wine." she demonstrates by grabbing my cock and giving it a little shake.  I hand her the wine.  "Once you have the wine, you know he won't spill it, so you can squeeze, yank, twist, or whatever you feel like doing!" Lara demonstrated squeeze, yank, and twist when she said each word.  Paige blushed and giggled. 

 "Where is my wine?!" Paige asked insistently.  I grab her glass and go back to the spot I'd been in originally, only this time, she giggles rather than gasps, giving my dick a good, long look. 

 "He's so horny I can count his pulse just by watching his dick twitch!" Paige giggles even more at this.  Paige works as a midwife, and one of her favorite jokes is that she sees more pussy in an average week than most men see in a lifetime, so the medical reference doesn't surprise me.  What does surprise me is the precision and enthusiasm with which she grabs my balls, wrapping her thumb and pointer finger around the base of my sack so that my balls are isolated at the bottom and completely under her control.  "My wine?" she asked, and I handed her the glass. 

 "This is fun!  Wine in one hand, balls in the other..."

 "I love how you've got him on his tiptoes!" Lara laughed.

 "Oh!  I hadn't noticed.  I'm barely even pulling on them!" Paige had been pulling my balls up just by the nature of having her elbow on her knee.  "NOW I'm pulling on them!" she said as she lifted my balls higher, forcing me to the very edge of my ability to get on my tip toes.

 "Hell yeah, pull those balls!" Lara cheered her on. "Squeeze his balls!"

 "I don't want to hurt him too much..." Paige said as she hesitated.  Lara didn't hesitate at all.  She reached over and punched my balls, which Paige still had stretched as far as they'll go, fairly hard. 

 "OOOF!  My balls!" I grunted and groaned.  Paige gave me a little slack as my knees buckled slightly.

 "Are you OK?" she asked.

 "Of course he's OK!" Lara laughed.  "Look at his dick!  It's harder than it was before I punched his nuts!  Trust me, he's fine."

 "Is that true?!" Paige asked me, pulling me back up to my tip toes by my balls.

 "Yeah, I'm OK." I managed.

 "Good.  My turn!" Paige balled up her other hand into a fist and punched my balls medium hard, making me grunt and gasp again.  This time, she didn't give me any slack, trying to hold me up by my balls. Keeping a tight grip on my ballsack, she looked over at Lara and said, "I had no idea it would be so much fun!" as she punched my balls again, this time giving up and letting go of my balls as I dropped to the floor.

 "And we're just getting started!" Lara laughed, coming over and pulling me to my feet by my hard cock.  She gave it a couple of gentle strokes. "Your dick is so hard.  You weren't kidding when you said you like getting kicked in the nuts."

 "Oh!  Do we get to kick his nuts?!" Paige's face lit up.

 "We are definitely going to kick his nuts!" Lara laughed.  "I can't get over how HARD his dick gets," she said, squeezing the shaft tighter and tighter, digging her fingers into it as I grunted and groaned.  "It would be nice if it were bigger" Paige said. 

 "I definitely wouldn't say it's a big cock.  At least it isn't really LITTLE, either.  Just sort of average, I guess." Lara said as she started bending and twisting my dick around in addition to digging her fingertips into the shaft.  "I do love the noises he makes when I squeeze it really hard and twist it all around!" as she demonstrated doing so, making me grunt, groan, and beg

 "Oh god, oh god, please don't break my dick!" the girls both laughed.

 "Oh, we aren't going to break our toy!  Just smash it up for a while!" Paige said as she tried to punch my balls and missed because Lara was pulling on my cock, and they'd gone deep into my sack.  "Damn it, I missed!"  She reached over and gathered both balls in her hand and squeezed them as Lara squeezed my hard cock as tightly as she could.  "Hey, I have an idea!  Give him to me?"

 Lara let go of my cock and gave it a hard slap.  Paige reached up with her free hand and took off her ponytail holder.  It was one of those scrunchie-style ones.  She wrapped it around my balls twice, trapping them.  She looked at it for a moment, then yanked it off and wrapped it around three times, forcing my balls to the bottom of my ball sack.  "They can't get away now!" she laughed and gave them a hard punch, sending them bouncing all around.  My knees buckled, but I stayed on my feet.

 Lara laughed. "That's a great idea!  Come over here. I want to try!" I walked over to her sitting in the chair and stood there with my hard cock pointing at her face.  She lightly punched my tied-up balls with her right fist and watched them swing a little.  She did it again.  Then she held up both of her fists and did at least 20 little punches in a row, only stopping when my knees were starting to buckle, and my dick got in the way.  She stroked it for a bit, making sure it was still rock hard. "OK, go back to Paige," she said. 

 As I turned around, her hand shot between my legs and grabbed my cock, pulling it backward as she stood up.  As she pulled it back, I was forced to bend over at the waist.  "I have a better idea!" she announced, pushing the chair to the side and out of the way.  She continued to pull my hard cock further and further back, pulling it up and forcing me to the floor.  "Hands and knees, please!" she said, now squeezing my dick and digging her fingers in as she kept it pulled back.  "It's NUT KICKIN' TIME!" she announced loudly.  Paige squealed a little and gave a little "fan girl" sort of gleeful clapping of her hands.  She jumped up from the couch and went behind me, where Lara was standing.

 "Spread your legs more!" Paige directed, slapping her hand lightly between my thighs.  "More!" she insisted. I spread my legs as far as I could while still being able to stay on my knees. 

 "I love it!  They're just hanging there completely vulnerable!" Lara said, still holding my cock pulled way back and squeezing and twisting on it, making me grunt.  She used her other hand to slap my nuts a few times lightly, and then she let go of my cock, and it snapped down and forward, making a slapping noise against my stomach which caused both of the women to giggle.

 I don't know why I didn't expect it.  I guess I thought there might be more discussion or something.  I was looking down at the floor and catching my breath from having my dick pulled nearly off and I saw Paige's foot slam into my balls.  "Nailed 'em!" she laughed.  "My turn!" Lara said as her foot slammed into my balls.  She must have noticed my head was down.  "Are you watching us kicking them?!" she asked. 

 "I mean, I saw, yes..." I managed to get out between some ragged breaths.

 "That's hot!  I want you to watch.  Watch us kick your balls!" she giggled as her foot slammed into my nuts again.  They were still figuring it out - some of the kicks got me good, some of them not so much.  After about 10 kicks each, though, they both had it down, and every kick smashed into my balls.  More than once, I needed a minute or two to pick myself up off the floor. 

 "I can't believe he is still hard!  Let's give him a break." Paige said.  Then she kicked my balls again, sending me to the floor.  They both laughed and sat down.  After a minute or so, I rolled over and sat up, catching my breath.  Paige's eyes were locked on my hard cock.  "Stroke it.  I want to see you play with it.  Keep it nice and hard for us!" Paige said in a tone that made it clear there would be consequences if I didn't.  I started stroking my cock while they watched.

 "You know, I think we should have him on his knees over the coffee table.  That would keep him from ending up on the floor." Lara suggested.  "You know who would love this?  Rebecca!"

 "Oh hell yes, she would!" Paige laughed.  Rebecca was one of our friends - blond, thick, with big tits.  I had no idea why they were so sure she'd be into it.

 "More wine!" Lara said.  I got to my feet and walked out to the kitchen.  As I opened the door to the fridge, I felt someone's hand close around my balls.  "I have an idea!" Lara said, squeezing my balls enough to cause a bit of pain.  She took the door to the fridge in her other hand.  "Stick your dick in there, right next to the fridge!" she said, giving my balls a bit harder of a squeeze to make it clear I didn't have a choice.  I laid my hard cock against the frame of the refrigerator, and Lara slammed the door on it.

 "Oh fuck, my dick!" I grunted as Lara leaned on the door.  "Oh god, my cock, my cock..." I trailed off, unable to do more than grunt and groan as she leaned more of her weight against the door.

 "Oh, is she crushing your cock?" Paige asked, also coming into the kitchen.  "I'll help!" she said, also leaning against the door.

 "We're officially cock crushers now!" Lara laughed.  They bounced against the door for a bit, then released my cock.  They returned to the other room, whispering to each other while I refilled the wine glasses.  I could hear them whispering and giggling in the living room, and I started getting a little worried about the plotting and planning.  I finished pouring the wine and walked back out there, my balls still wrapped up in Paige's hair tie and my hard dick bouncing around a bit as I walked. 

 I set one glass down and stood in front of Paige with my dick pointing at her face.  She made no move to take the glass of wine I was holding out.  She reached out and grabbed my hard dick and started to stroke it slowly.  "Did your little cock get crushed?  He's so hard; he must have liked it.  I'll make sure he gets more of what he likes!" she said, giving my cock one last slow stroke and taking her wine with the hand that had been stroking my cock.  With her other hand, she grabbed my balls. "I do like them wearing my hair tie.  So much easier to grab on to." she casually mused while squeezing my balls hard and making me whimper. She squeezed harder and harder until my knees buckled, and it was hard for her to keep squeezing them.  She pulled hard to make me stand up again, bringing my balls closer to her and smacked them with her other hand and let go. I dropped to the floor.

 "Hey, hey now!" Lara said, snapping her fingers a few times.  "Waiter, where's my wine?!  And my cock and balls?!" I struggled up off the floor, picked up her wine, and she grabbed my balls and took it.  She immediately set it down on the table and started slapping my hard dick while holding me close by my balls.  She slapped my dick hard three or four times and said, "Hey Paige!  Check it out; I'm beating his meat!" and they both laughed as Lara delivered another ten or twelve solid dick slaps.  She let go of my balls, and I stood there trying to catch my breath, my hands on my knees.  Paige reached between my legs from behind and grabbed my freshly beaten cock. I grunted as she pulled it back a bit and maneuvered me over to the open part of the room.

 "So, Lara and I were talking while you were in the kitchen getting the wine..." she said, pulling my dick so far back she was pulling it upwards, which forced me to my hands and knees.  "...I told her I really wanted to step on your dick. She said that sounded like fun!  So lay on your stomach and spread your legs as wide as you can."  I did as instructed, Paige pulling my cock hard while squeezing it as tightly as she could until I was in position.  She let go, and my cock hit the floor with a 'thwack' that made them both giggle.  I felt someone straddle me, planting their ass on my back.  She grabbed my balls and held them up out of the way.  "We're going to play a little game.  One of us will step on your dick, and the other will be holding your balls.  If you guess correctly who it is standing on your dick, you get a 30-second break.  If you guess incorrectly, whichever of us has your balls will give them a whack, and then we'll do it again immediately.  Sound like fun?!"

 Before I could say anything, Lara answered, "Hell yeah, it does!" I couldn't even tell from the voices which of them was probably on my back.  My balls were pulled up, stretching them, and a foot was planted firmly on my hard cock.  They were both wearing sneakers, so that didn't help with my guess.

 "Paige, is that you standing on my cock?" I felt my balls explode with pain as I heard a loud slap. 

 "Hey, no fair!  I barely got to step on his dick at all!" Lara complained while still standing on my dick.  "New rule!" she said as she stepped off of my dick and walked over and grabbed my meditation bowl from the shelf.  "No guessing until the bell rings."

 Paige got off my back, rummaged in her purse, pulled out a silk scarf, and tied it around my head, covering my eyes. "And no cheating!"

 There was some giggling as they reset.  Someone sat on my back and got a firm grip on my balls, pulling them up and rubbing on them a bit.  Then I felt a sneaker settle onto my hard cock, with more and more pressure building until it was obvious that whichever one of them it was had all of her weight on my cock.  I grunted and groaned and tried to take it. Whoever it was rocked back and forth a few times, then bounced a little.  Since both of these women had big tits, I tried to imagine the way they'd jiggle with that bounce.  The bell rang.

 "Is it Paige?" I guessed, thinking they'd have swapped.  \*SMACK\* a hard slap to my stretched-out balls told me I was incorrect.  This went on for ten "swaps," and I never got it right.  They decided I'd had enough and admitted that they'd decided that my balls were getting whacked no matter if I got it right or not.

 "I have to admit that was a pretty good prank.  It never occurred to me that that might be what was going on!  I think I need to wrap this up for the night.  My balls are sore and blue, and my dick is throbbing. It's so sore..."

 "What?!  I wanted to kick your balls again!  Are you sure?  What if we agree to kick them topless?" Paige asked.  I believe I mentioned that both of these women had really nice tits. 

 "I know you've always wanted to see my tits, now's your chance," Lara said.

 "Well, OK, I guess.  But whoever isn't kicking has to be in front of me so I can see them."

 "Deal!" Paige said, starting to strip off her shirt and bra. "Get on your knees with most of your upper body lying on the coffee table so you don't fall over so much!" Paige said excitedly.  I got on my knees close to the table and watched them get topless.  As soon as her tits were out, Lara looked me in the eye and gave me a couple of little bounces, making her tits wiggle and jiggle.

 "OK, assume the position!" Lara said, and I did.  They took turns kicking my balls, and after about ten kicks, I said I wanted to tap out. 

 "Oh, come on, that was barely any kicks at all!" Lara said.  Paige whispered something in her ear, and Lara's eyes lit up.  "You said you had blue balls?  If you can make it through ten more kicks from each of us, we'll make sure you get to cum tonight."  I agreed, though as soon as I did, I wondered if that had been stupid. 

 I made it through 18 kicks, and the last two, each of them blasted my balls.  Easily the hardest kicks of the night from both of them.  I lay on the floor and recovered for a while while they chatted.  Eventually, they both sat on either end of the couch.  Paige patted the space between them and said, "Come sit between us." with a smile.  I did, my cock throbbing now both from having been stomped flat and because I was so damn horny. 

 Lara reached over and grabbed my balls, which they still hadn't released from the scrunchie.  Paige started stroking my cock, for about 30 seconds, then let go of it and said, "OK, jack off for us!"

 "Wait, I thought you said you'd make me...arrrrgggghhhhh...." Lara started squeezing my balls hard.

 "No, we said we'd make sure you got to cum, and we want to see you jack off!" Paige giggled. "I think Lara is going to keep squeezing your balls until you do." Lara smiled and nodded, which increased the pressure a bit.  I started jacking off.  Both women had their eyes locked on my hand, stroking my hard cock.

 Lara shifted her grip on my balls so she was pulling them out, and they were exposed.  She looked at me and said, "Don't stop jacking off." and slapped my balls and laughed as I jumped a little but kept jacking my dick off.  A few seconds later, Paige gave them a slap.     

 "And you better tell us when you're about to cum!" Paige said, punctuating her demand with another slap to my trapped balls.  I continued to stroke my cock while the girls took turns slapping or punching my balls every so often while also rubbing their tits up against me now and then. 

 "I'm gonna cum!" I announced as I was getting close.

 "No! Not yet!" Paige whined and punched my balls REALLY hard. "I want to see you jack off more first!" she giggled.  The hard punch did reset me.  I kept jacking off so that there would not be another hard punch.  The occasional slaps, punches, and flicks to my balls, which Lara kept tightly pushed to the bottom of my sack with her hand, continued as well. This went on for a good 20 minutes, with Paige keeping me from cumming twice more by punching my nuts.

 "Please, I need to cum, I'm about to cum..." I sounded pretty pathetic, even to myself. 

 "Then cum!  I want to see you blow your load all over the floor!" Paige said.  Lara chimed in with, "Go on, cum for us!" as she shifted her grip on my balls so that she was holding them in both hands, rubbing on them a little.  As soon as I started to cum, she clamped down hard and squeezed.  "I'm gonna squeeze every drop of cum out of your balls!" she laughed, squeezing my balls hard as I continued to shoot stream after stream of cum high into the air and onto the floor in front of the couch.  She kept squeezing for ten or fifteen seconds after there was no more cum. 

 "Let me clean that up a little," Paige said, leaning down and taking my still-hard cock all the way into her throat to the base.  She sucked hard as she slowly pulled up the shaft of my cock, chomping down on the head for a few seconds when she got there.  "No more cum dribbles on that cock, just some teeth marks!" she laughed.

 It was late, and the girls started to put on their tops and get ready to leave. "This was fun! Maybe we can do it again sometime?" Paige asked with a bit of hesitation in her voice.

 "Oh, we will definitely do this again sometime!  With Rebecca, too!" Lara announced.

 Surprising myself a little, I found myself saying, "Yeah, sure, we totally should." despite my aching cock and sore, swollen balls.  "Would you each like to kick my balls one more time and then step on my dick on your way out?" I asked, trying to win a little favor.

 "Yes!" they both exclaimed with enthusiasm.  I got down on my hands and knees, spreading my legs.  Lara reached down and pulled on my now free-hanging balls, making sure they were hanging nice and low, took a step back, and blasted my balls with a hard kick that sent me to the floor.  A moment later, Paige did the same.  This time, I stayed on the floor, lifting my hips just a little, and Paige reached under, grabbed my hard cock, and pulled it back hard, letting it snap to the floor.  Then she stepped forward, planting her foot firmly on my dick, and as she lifted her other foot to step forward, she stopped and stood there on my cock for a moment, all of her weight on one foot, and gave a little bounce.  Lara did the same.  As I stood up, Paige opened the door wide, which was somehow concerning and hot at the same time since I was standing there naked with a rock-hard cock, and any of my neighbors that happened to walk by would see.  Not that there was much chance of that this late at night. 

 And with that, they said good night.  Then suddenly Paige's foot shot out, kicking me right in the dick, then they both giggled and chattered between themselves as they left.