Amanda Rents a Room to Logan

Flipping the situation a bit from the last story :)

I was in a real bind - I'd lost my job, had some savings, and needed to stretch that out as long as possible. The job market wasn't great, so who knew how long it would take to find a new job? I was month to month on my apartment and decided to rent a room from someone instead. I figured I could save almost $800 a month that way. I looked at several rooms, and they were all terrible. I was about to give up when I arrived at the last room on my list for that day. The place looked nice and well maintained, and it had a pool - three things none of the other rooms had going for them despite all being within $25 of each other price-wise.

I knocked on the door. The woman renting the room was named Amanda, and we'd exchanged emails, so I didn't know anything about her. The door opened, and a stunningly attractive woman in her mid to late 20s answered the door. She was wearing a Hooter's waitress uniform. Damn, she was hot. 5'2" or so, long light brown hair, classic curves. 36c-28-36, if I had to guess. Deep brown eyes and a killer smile.

"You must be Logan! Sorry about the outfit. My last table for today took forever to leave, and I just got home and didn't have time to change."

"No worries! You must be Amanda," I said. It took about 30 minutes for her to show me the room and the rest of the areas that I would have access to, like the kitchen, living room, and pool—the usual stuff. We agreed on a one-year lease, and I moved in the next day.

The "accidents" started happening the first week. Amanda "accidentally" tossed me a bottle of water while I was lying by the pool looking in the other direction, and it landed right on my balls. She was very apologetic, and yet she had this mischievous look on her face. A few days later, she was opening one of the lower cabinets in the kitchen and "accidentally" swung one of the doors into my nuts. Again, very apologetic. Again, I noticed the smile on her face that she quickly hid before apologizing. An "accidental" backhand to my nuts while we were walking around Walmart shopping for groceries.

Of course, this presented a problem for me - every time it happened, I got hard. In most of the situations, it was difficult to casually hide my hard cock. Poolside, I had just rolled over to my back, so I couldn't very well pretend I wanted to get some sun on my back. At Walmart, I was wearing gym shorts.

About a month after I moved in, we were with one of her coworkers, Lauren, out by the pool. Lauren was tall and lanky - 5'10 or so - and spent much time in the gym. Her tits were a large B or small C cup, a bit smaller than Amanda's and just as nice. I'd just rolled over onto my back, and Lauren was lying in the lounger next to me, Amanda in the lounger on the other side of her. Amanda got up and walked over to the bar and grabbed a bottle of water out of the cooler. I still had an almost full bottle - I'd learned my lesson - so when Amanda asked if we wanted water, I said I was good.

"Yeah, water would be great! Toss me one!" Lauren said, extending her hand over my stomach towards Amanda. It all happened so fast. Mere seconds later, the full water bottle slammed into my nut sack.

"Oooooffffff...." I said, grabbing my balls with one hand and the bottle with the other. Both the girls were laughing.

"Well, gimme my water, will you? Or I'll sack-tap you again!" Lauren laughed. I handed over the bottle.

"Here you go. And thanks. I think I'm good on sack tapping for the day."

"Sorry about that. I guess I'm just a shitty thrower." Amanda apologized, again there was a smirk and a twinkle in those deep brown eyes.

"Lucky for you, he likes it!" laughed Lauren. Uh oh.

"What?! You're crazy!" I tried to deflect. Lauren sat up on her lounger, facing me.

"Oh yeah?" she yanked my swimsuit down. "Then why is your dick hard?!" she asked, grabbing it and holding it tightly.

"I think he does, too. I've sack-tapped him at least a dozen times, and every single time, he gets hard." Amanda added

"Well? Start talking." Lauren insisted, twisting her wrist so that it bent my rock-hard cock nearly in half.

"Nnnngggg fuck! My dick! Arrghhh! OK, OK, I'll talk...just... ease up a bit!" I said, grabbing her wrist with my hand and trying to cover my cock and balls with the other.

"Move your hands! Put them over your head!" Lauren demanded, adding more pressure and squeezing my dick really hard. I moved my hands so they were clasped behind my head.

"OK, I'll ease up, but ONLY a bit!" Lauren laughed, and she eased up a VERY small amount, keeping most of the pressure on my hard cock. In fact, it was more pressure than it was originally because of the increase in pressure and the squeezing.

"I don't know that I'd say I 'like' it - it still hurts a lot. It is definitely erotic, you know? A turn-on."

Amanda had taken a seat facing me in the chair on the other side of my lounger rather than returning to hers. "Just nut shots?" she asked, slapping my exposed and completely vulnerable balls. I grunted and glanced at Lauren, and decided no matter how much I wanted to hold my nuts, I'd better not. "Because it looks like Lauren is hurting your dick pretty bad, and it looks like it's still hard."

"Yes, both my cock and my balls. When a woman hurts them, it's erotic. I don't know why. I've known since high school."

"Ha! You freaky pervert!" Lauren exclaimed, not in an angry way, but more...I don't know. Appreciative? Excited? "Every high school has at least one girl that's always passing out free nutshots! Me. It's me. I was the high school nutshot girl!" she laughed. "Amanda, too. We were a sack-tapping tag team."

"Oh, man! Remember that time in the cafeteria when I backhanded Tommy in the balls in the lunch line, and he tried to pretend it didn't hurt and I'd missed? And you kicked him as hard as you could from behind and asked him, 'Did I miss them too?' while he was on the floor holding his balls? Classic!" Amanda laughed. I couldn't decide if I was excited or terrified.

"Well, now that we all know each other's dirty little secret - that you like having your twig and berries hurt" She flicked the head of my dick, which was sticking out the top of Lauren's fist, turning a bit purple from being squeezed so tightly when she said 'twig', and slapped my balls on 'berries' "and that Lauren and I like hurting them..."

"Sack tappin' and dick slappin'!" Lauren interjected, and they laughed.

"I guess having a roommate is going to be a lot more fun than I thought it would be!" and she punched my balls hard. "Lauren, what do you think? If he takes off that swimsuit, will we remove our tops?

I was nervous. Amanda's punch to my balls had been very hard; it took my breath away. On the other hand, these women were ridiculously hot, and I desperately wanted to see their tits.

"That seems fair. Easy access for us, and four fantastic titties for him. I'm down! Logan? Want Amanda to help you out of that swimsuit?"

"Can we use a, uh, what's it called? Safeword, I guess?" I asked, trying to hedge my bets.

"That seems reasonable, as long as you aren't going to use it all the time," Amanda said.

"OK, your safe word is 'Kick my balls harder, Lauren, you sexy bitch!'" Lauren giggled.

"That's a lot for him to get out while he's holding his nuts!" laughed Amanda. "How about, I dunno, 'cinnamon'? That seems like something you wouldn't say much in this situation."

"OK, 'cinnamon' it is," I said. I was going to tell Amanda she could take my swimsuit off, but she was already doing it. Lauren took her top off and shook her tits around a bit.

"They are really nice tits, aren't they? You don't have to answer; I felt your dick get even harder and twitch a few times when I dropped my top." Lauren smiled, and she dug her fingers into my dick, squeezing it now as hard as she could.

"Nnnggggg...ah fuck...ow ow ow my dick ow!" was all I could manage.

"It's good we're down here at the end of the cul-de-sac and so far back on the lot. It really gives us a lot of privacy for, well, smash-the-sack!" Amanda laughed, grabbing my balls by wrapping her finger around my sack, trapping my nuts, and then pulling them out as far as they'd go and squeezing them hard.

"Arrrrghhhh...my balls, oh god oh god my balls, you're....."

"Crushing them!" Amanda interrupted "Oh god is right, this is so much hotter than I imagined it. I've always wanted to grab a naked man by the balls and squeeeeeeeeeeeeze!"

Lauren was still twisting and squeezing my dick, and she'd lessened the pressure to let Amanda get the full experience of hearing and watching me while she squeezed my balls. Now she applied full force again, and the only way I can describe it is that suddenly I didn't know which hurt worse, my dick or my nuts.

"Arrrrghhhh oh fuck my dick gah oh god my balls nnnnggggg my dick my dick my dick AHHH MY BALLS!!!!" the girls were non-stop giggles watching me trying to decide which to beg for, as they went back and forth, backing off and applying more force.

"Wanna play some kick-balls?" Amanda asked.

Lauren and I spoke simultaneously, "Yes!" and "NO!"

Lauren and Amanda laughed. "Come on, it'll be fun! Plus you might get a reward, this is all making me really horny..." said Amanda, releasing my balls from her crushing grip and running her hands over her tits.

"Well, OK, give me a minute or two to catch my breath?" I asked.

Lauren stopped trying to bend my dick in half and gave it a few soft strokes. "Yeah, you can have a minute, two tops! Wait, I want to try something." She took the scrunchie off her ponytail, leaving the ponytail holder under it in place. She put the scrunchie around my ball sack and doubled it over on itself twice so it was nice and tight, both trapping my balls and stretching them to the bottom of their sack. "There we go, they can't get away from us now!" she said, pleased with herself. She gave them a medium-hard slap. "Your two minutes starts now!" she smiled, and Amanda giggled.

Exactly two minutes later, Amanda said, "OK, stand up, let's go!"

"Just a minute, let me..."

"No." Amanda interrupted, "Now. Times up. Stand up and spread your legs. Now."

Her tone scared me a little, so I stood up and spread my legs nice and wide. I knew they were going to kick pretty hard, and I didn't want to piss them off. No sooner had I gotten into position than the top of Amanda's foot slammed into my restrained balls. I'd planned to stay standing for at least the first couple of kicks, but the first one sent me to my knees. I kept my hands, just barely, clasped behind my head like they'd insisted on when I was on the lounger. Before I could even get a second breath, Amanda's foot slammed into my nutsack again, and my hands came down to catch me as I collapsed forward onto my hands and knees.

"Wow, that was INCREDIBLE. So fucking HAWT!" Amanda gushed, her hands grabbing her tits and then running down her torso to rest at her hips.

"Oh, this is PERFECT!" exclaimed Lauren from behind me, just as her toes slammed into the shaft of my hard cock, the top of her foot smashing into my balls. I grunted and groaned and gasped for breath, unable to speak. "God damn, that's FUN!" she laughed, her foot slamming into my dick and balls again. I barely managed to remain on my hands and knees again. "You've got to come try this! His nuts are completely exposed and TOTALLY vulnerable! Aim to hit his dick with your toes so the top of your foot will crush his nuts!"

"Wait, his dick is still hard?!" Amanda asked, unbelieving, as she walked around behind me. "Holy shit. It's rock hard!" she said, launching her foot into my cock and balls for the third time. I collapsed on the ground, my forward momentum catching the top of the head of my cock and pushing it backward so it was pointing at my feet as I hit the ground. I had closed my legs most of the way; the girls grabbed one ankle each and pulled them apart.

"Come on, it can't hurt that bad if your dick is still hard. Spread 'em!" Lauren demanded. I felt a foot on my dick, rubbing it a little.

"Oh my god, are you stepping on his dick?" Amanda asked, which told me it was Lauren's cute little foot, red polish on the toenails, on my dick.

"No, I'm just rubbing it a little. It's SO hard! I think this is the hardest dick I've ever seen." I felt a lot of weight shift onto my dick. "NOW I'm standing on his dick!" laughed Lauren.

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck my dick, oh god my dick, please, you're crushing my dick..." I stammered pretty incoherently. The girls ignored me. Lauren shifted more weight onto my dick, flattening it into the cloth mat covering the concrete.

"Woah, it has never even occurred to me to wonder what it would be like to step on a guy's cock. Is it as fun as it looks?" Amanda asked.

"Oh, definitely! Look, ma, one foot!" she cried gleefully.

"Fuck yeah, high five!" Amanda exclaimed, and there was a loud slap as they high-fived. "My turn!" Lauren gave a little bounce and then stepped off my dick and sat on my back facing my ass. She grabbed my balls and pulled them up, stretching them out and rubbing them roughly. I felt Amanda's foot as she placed it on my hard cock, just rubbing it a little, not putting much pressure on it - yet. "Damn, you're right, it's REALLY hard," she said with disbelief.

"Please, don't, give me a second aaaahhhhh!" I was cut off by Lauren squeezing down on my nuts hard.

"Shhhh! It can't possibly be that bad with you cock harder than a steel rod!" Lauren said, easing up on my balls.

"I mean, I just aaaaaahhhhhhh!" I was cut off again by the pain in my balls. Lauren had one thumb on each balls, pressing hard into them both.

"Shhhh! You'll learn to listen better if I have to squeeze your balls all day!" Lauren laughed. I shut up. Lauren eased the pressure on my balls. "Now, ask Amanda to pretty please step on your dick!" she giggled, putting just a bit of pressure on my balls as a reminder of what the penalty for not listening would be.

"OK, OK! Amanda, would you please do me the honor of letting my dick be the first one you step on?"

"Well, since you asked so nicely!" Amanda laughed and immediately put all of her weight on my cock, flattening it.

"Oh fuck oh fuck my dick gah...nnnggg...my cock fuck my cock..." With Lauren holding my balls out of the way, Amanda had put her heel right at the base of my dick, leaving the ball of her foot on the head of my cock. She was rocking back and forth, shifting her weight between her heel and the ball of her foot, crushing my cock even worse than Lauren had, and I couldn't form sentences anymore. I also couldn't stop the non-stop stream of words about the pain in my dick.

"God, I LOVE this!" Amanda said breathlessly, "So fucking HAWT!" as she continued to shift her weight between the heel and ball of her foot. "I'm going to have to try this wearing my boots. OH! See if he starts talking about his balls if you squeeze them hard enough!" Amanda giggled.

"no no no no AAAAAARRRGGGGHHHHH..." was all I could manage as Lauren pulled my balls up hard, stretching them out, digging her thumbs into them.

"Guess not!" laughed Lauren. "Seems like if his dick is being stepped on and his balls are being squeezed, he can't figure out which to whine about!" Amanda laughed as well.

"We'll have to do more experiments with this—for science!" Amanda said, and I could hear the grin on her face in her voice.

"Shit, I need to go home and get ready for work!" Lauren sounded disappointed. She eased up on my balls.

"Damn. Yeah, I will need to start getting ready soon, too." Amanda also sounded disappointed. I was both very relieved and disappointed. And horny. Amanda stepped off my dick. I breathed a sigh of relief now that the pressure was off both my dick and balls.

"I don't know if I could tell you which was more intense; it was like my brain couldn't decide," I said in a slightly ragged voice. "OOOOOFFFF!" I exclaimed as Lauren yanked the scrunchi off my balls with one hard pull. She still had one hand wrapped around the base of my sack, trapping my balls.

"I can't believe you're still hard! Well, goodbye, for now, hard dick!" Lauren said as she punched my dick hard into the ground. "Bye, squishy balls!" she said, pulling them up hard, stretching them to their limit, and slapping them. "See you again soon!" and she let go and stood up. "If you hurry, I'll let you motorboat my tits for being such a good boy..."

I wasn't quite ready to get up, but I didn't want to miss getting to rub my face on Lauren's tits, so I struggled to my hands and knees, my head hanging low enough that I just caught Amanda's foot flying towards my balls, which were now free and hanging really low. It connected and sent me back to the ground, grunting and groaning.

"Sorry. Well, no, I'm not. They were hanging there, and I couldn't resist kicking them. If Lauren needs to leave, you can motorboat her next time. I'll be around, so you can motorboat my tits for sure before I have to leave for work. Good boys get rewards!"

I rolled over on my back, looking up at Amanda's fantastic rack and a giant smile on her face. Again, I barely managed not to hold my balls after the kick.

"Shit, I really do have to go. Titties first thing next time I see you!" Lauren smiled down at me, grabbing her tits, one hand under each, and bouncing them a few times for me. "OK, bye!" she announced, stepping right on my dick, smashing it into my stomach, and then she was walking towards the house. Amanda placed her foot lightly on my cock, rubbing the sensitive underside gently.

"Need some help up so you can play with these?" she asked, squeezing her breasts and smiling down at me.

"Yes, please." Amanda reached down, grabbed my dick tightly, and pulled. Hard. I struggled to my feet. She squeezed my cock as hard as she could for just a few seconds.

"I love the built-in handle!" she giggled, letting go of my dick and pushing her tits together. I put my face between her tits and rubbed back and forth enthusiastically. Motorboating isn't my thing, but when you get the offer, you motorboat the offered titties! "You can suck on them, too, if you'd like." Amanda said, and I did, going back and forth between them for a few minutes. "OK, I have to go get ready for work. This was fun; I'm glad it's all out in the open and that this is a thing now!" she smiled, hugged me, and headed for the house.

I sat down on the lounger, thinking to myself 'this is a thing now?' and wondering what I'd gotten myself into.