Morgan the Hooter's Girl Part Two

I woke up the next morning and headed to the kitchen. I sleep naked, so for the first time, I didn't pull on some shorts. Even when I was living alone I'd always put on shorts or a pair of sweats or something. It was a little odd, if I'm being honest. My dick got hard as I was thinking about the reason I was padding out to make coffee in the buff.

I got the coffee started and was leaning against the counter, checking email on my phone, when Morgan appeared in the door to the kitchen, yawning and stretching her arms over her head. "Morning," she said groggily. She was wearing tight, hot pink boy shorts that looked to be made out of light cotton fabric so despite looking so tight, they were probably super comfortable. The tight fabric clearly outlined her camel toe. She was also wearing a white, wife-beater-style tank that had been cut off at a point where when she stretched her arms, the bottoms of her breasts were exposed, just barely keeping her hard nippled covered. If my dick could have gotten any harder, it would have.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked as she approached the coffee maker, slapping my balls when she arrived. Except with my dick as hard as it was and the way I was leaning slightly back on the counter, my nuts had pulled up and weren't there to slap. "Oh! Hmmm. That isn't going to work." she said, slapping my cock and watching it bounce around. The slap caused my abs to contract, bending me over just slightly and making my nuts drop back into their sack.

"Oof! Yeah, I slept OK, you?"

"I have an idea," she said, grabbing my balls with her right hand and using her left hand to slide the ponytail holder off of her right wrist and up around my balls. "I slept really well. I had to get my vibrator out, and I got off three times thinking about squeezing your balls in my hands last night..." she trailed off as she wrapped the thick, woven, black ponytail holder twice around the top of my sack, squeezing my balls with her right hand as she mentioned having orgasms thinking about it last night. "There! They won't get away from me now! We need a better long term solution, do you have a cock ring?" she asked.

"Uuuhhhnnnggg no, I don't have gah one," I replied, as she squeezed my balls.

"That's OK, we can go to that place over on 33rd street after coffee and see what they have!" she said. She sounded excited. She let go of my balls and slapped them again; this time, they were there to get smacked hard.

"Fuck, my balls!" I said, my hands on the counter on either side of me, holding myself up. I took a deep, calming breath so I'd be able to talk. "Hey, you mentioned last night that you noticed I don't cover my balls when they get hit. Would you rather I did? I know some women think it's funny to see a man holding..."

"Oh, no!" she interrupted. "No covering your balls or your dick. Ever. I think it's way hotter to watch how you clearly WANT to hold them and struggle not to!" she laughed. She made her coffee and moved over slightly so I could make mine. For some reason, she'd put the Splenda back in the cabinet, and when I reached up to get it, my hard cock ended up on the counter. She pounded her fist down on it hard just as it flopped onto the counter before I even realized it had.

"Nnnnnggggg god my dick!" as I almost dropped the Splenda. Well, now I knew why she put it back in the cabinet. She was laughing.

After coffee, we headed down to the adult store. I'd never been in that particular store; Morgan said she had once or twice and that she liked it because it was woman-owned and didn't have - according to her - the "creepy vibe" many of these places had. We walked in, and an older woman was behind the counter - she was probably in her early or mid-50s. She was definitely a MILF - large breasts and clearly spent some time in the gym. She was wearing shorts and a tank top that showed off her ample cleavage. I'd guess she was 5'3" or 5'4" with brown eyes and a great smile.

"Welcome to Sugar Adult Toystore! I'm Keri, and I own the store. Is there anything in particular you're looking for today?"

"Hi! I'm Morgan, this is Logan, and we're looking for a cock ring for him."

"Ah, excellent, follow me, cock rings, ball stretchers, and the rest of the cock and balls toys are over in this area," Keri said as we followed her over to that area of the shop.

"Oh, ball stretchers? I didn't know that was a thing!" Morgan said excitedly.

"Oh, absolutely! May I ask if you are looking to last longer? Or is this a kinky thing?" she asked, looking at me.

"We aren't having sex, just playing around, so kinky I guess?" Morgan answered before I could say anything.

"Then you may want also to have a look at our Ballbusting and CBT toys?" Keri asked.

"CBT?" Morgan asked in reply.

"Cock and Ball Torture. You two are brand new to this?" Keri looked at us. I kept quiet. Now did not seem to be the time to tell Morgan I had some experience with this. Plus it was fun watching Morgan exploring all of this.

"Well, I kicked a lot of boys in the balls in high school and college..."

"Me too, sister, me too!" Keri interrupted with a laugh.

"...but I've never done anything like this, where I had a friend that I could hit in the nuts whenever I wanted," Morgan told her.

"Welcome to the 'Sisterhood of the Smashed Sack'!" Keri laughed again. "I kicked a lot of guys in high school, too. My sophomore year, someone gave me the nickname 'The Nut Cracker,' and I spent the rest of my high school career trying to live up to that nickname," she laughed. "Then, in college, there was this nerdy boy that I used to sack tap all the time; he seemed like he just couldn't learn to leave an open shot. One day, he asked me how it felt when I racked him, and he showed me a magazine. I realized that other people did this, and it was like a whole world opened up for me. So if you have questions, let me know!"

"I have SOOOOOO many questions!" laughed Morgan.

"Let me show you what we have, and I'll give you my personal cell number so you can call or text with questions as they come up!"

"That would be great, thank you!" Morgan replied.

"Um, can I ask you" Keri said looking back and forth between us, as if unsure which of us to ask "are you...is he...already wearing something? Or is he just really big?" I was wearing gym shorts and a tank top. Morgan insisted on the shorts because she wanted to be able to see the bulge of my balls in her ponytail holder. Keri had clearly also noticed. As I realized these two women were about to both be talking about my dick right in front of me, I lost the battle not to get hard, and my dick started to grow.

"He has one of my hair ties around his nut sack. He's not that big," she said, looking down at my crotch, at which point Keri also looked at it. "I mean, he's not little, I'd say maybe a little above average based on my experience. Oh, it looks like you're going to have a very good idea in a second!" she laughed, noticing my dick was almost fully erect. I blushed a little, embarrassed. I was also completely unprepared for what happened next.

"Well, here, what do you think?" Morgan said as she reached over and pulled the waistband of my shorts down so that my balls and hard cock flopped out over it. She grabbed my balls and pulled them out a little to show off the ponytail holder around my nut sack.

"Uh.." I started to say something, I don't know what, but it was over so fast, and my cock and balls were hanging out, and it seemed a little late to object with both of them standing there looking at my dick and my balls in Morgan's hand.

"Yeah, I agree, a little above average. And really nice." Keri said, then looked me in the eyes. "My compliments to the doctor on the cut job; that's a really nice-looking dick. And it looks like it gets really hard."

"Oh, it does! Grab it and see!" Morgan enthused.

Keri didn't hesitate; she reached out and wrapped her hand around the shaft of my cock. It was a little embarrassing and also really hot to have this complete stranger grab me by the dick while Morgan had me by the balls. They continued to talk about my cock like I wasn't even there.

"Wow, that IS really hard!" Keri exclaimed, giving my dick a couple of hard squeezes to gauge how hard it was.

"Right?! It isn't just me; that's way harder than average?!"

"Yeah, it is, that's nice!" Keri said, letting go of my cock. "Do you just kick and punch his balls, or do you, uh, beat his meat, too?" she giggled at her own joke.

"Oh, his dick gets it too! It was laying on the counter this morning when he reached for the Splenda, and I pounded it with my fist!" she laughed, remembering. While she was laughing, her hand clenched like she was making a fist, except my balls were in her hand.

"Nnnnggggg....my balls fuck..."

"Whoops! Hey! Want to give them a smack?" Morgan asked Keri, pulling my balls up and out. Keri looked at me.

"It's OK with me if Morgan offers to let you," I said, still breathing heavily from the unexpected squeeze.

"Yay!" Keri said, and punched my balls hard. Morgan let go of them, and I bent over slightly from the pain. "I'm a stickler for consent."

"Logan, tell her she can bust your balls or dick slap you whenever she'd like," Morgan said to me.

"Yeah, if Morgan is good with it, I'm fine with it," I said, straightening up. Keri immediately slapped my hard dick three times in a row, hard.

"DICK SLAP!" Keri said and laughed. "So, here are some things you might want to try out..." Keri listed off several things, showed us a few more, and we ended up with two cock rings in different sizes, a silicone ball stretcher and a leather one, both of which were three inches, the longest they had, a balls crusher, and ideas about riding crops and leather paddles Morgan was thinking about.

"That should get you started!" Keri said, handing Morgan the bag of goodies.

"Thanks! Boy, I wish I'd known about this sooner." Morgan told her.

"Oh, me too! Have a great afternoon and evening! And text or call if you have questions. Or want to talk about whatever!"

When we got to the car, Morgan looked at her watch as she started the car. "Oh, we need to hurry; I didn't realize the time. Mandy and Jess will be at the house for some pool time in twenty minutes. Boy, will they be surprised!" she giggled.

"Wait, what?" I said, putting it together in my head.

"Oh, you don't mind, do you? Three hot Hooters waitresses in skimpy little bikinis, all paying attention to your dick?" When she put it that way, it sounded fantastic.

"Uh, do they know about..." I trailed off.

"Nope! I can't wait to see the look on their faces. First, when you come out nude, then again when I sack tap you, and again when I put the balls stretcher on you. It's gonna be great!" as she said it, she reached over and pulled my cock and balls out of my shorts again. I think she knew I had some reservations since she started stroking my cock, and kept stroking it all the way home.

"I guess we can try it and see," I said, pretty aware that she was quite literally leading me around by the cock to get what she wanted.

We had just enough time to get cleaned up, me into the cockring and balls stretcher we'd purchased, and for Morgan to change into the skimpiest bikini I'd seen her in yet before Jess and Mandy arrived. Morgan had me wait inside and out of site until they got settled outside, and then I came out carrying a tray of drinks held in front of my stomach so that it wouldn't block the view.

"I told you I had a surprise! Logan is bringing us drinks!" Morgan said as soon as I came out of the house.

"Holy shit!" Mandy said while Jess tipped her sunglasses down for a better look.

"What is that on his dick?!" Jess asked as I arrived and stood in front of Morgan with the tray, my dick rock hard from the cock ring and their skimpy bikinis. Both of the girls worked with Morgan. Jess was a brunette with short, dark hair, about 5'5", and 36C-28-38 if I had to guess. Mandy was short, petite, with long purple hair, and I was pretty sure she'd had her boobs done. I'd guess her at 32DD-24-32.

"Oh, that's what I have him wear around the house. Cockring and balls stretcher. It makes it easier to slap his dick around and kick his balls." Morgan replied casually.

"Wait. Did you say KICK his balls?!" Mandy asked.

"Sure. Kick, punch, squeeze - it really depends on my mood. Same for his dick, slap, yank, step on, whatever." Morgan was struggling to keep up the facade of nonchalance. I knew where this was going - Morgan and I had talked on the ride home about possibilities and what I was willing to sign up for - and set the tray with the drinks down on the table. No sooner had I done so than Morgan punched my stretched balls. I grunted and whinced but stayed standing.

"I've always wanted to squeeze some balls, you know, 'have him by the balls' for real..." Jess said, reaching for my stretched nuts and stopping with her hand out, palm up and fingers spread, a slightly embarrassed look on her face.

"Another couple of inches, and you'll have Logan by the balls!" Morgan laughed. Make sure you give them a nice, long, hard squeeze!"

"Really?" Jess asked, looking from Morgan to me and back.

I moved slightly so that my balls were lying in her open hand, which was still hanging there, frozen in the air. "Yup!" Morgan told her. She only needed to be told twice, apparently, as her fingers closed tightly around my balls, squeezing them hard and causing my knees to buckle slightly.

"Squeeze harder. You have to hear him!" Morgan giggled. Jess increased the pressure steadily until I gasped.

"Fuck, my balls, oh god, my balls..." I started to grunt and groan. Jess looked up from my smashed ball sack and smiled a big smile.

"Can I kick them? I want to kick them!" Mandy said excitedly. Jess gave one more hard squeeze and let go.

"I vote we all kick them!" Jess chimed in.

"Sure! You can kick them. Say it, though, so he has to hear it. Say you want to kick his balls!" Morgan giggled.

"Sure!" Mandy laughed. "Can we kick his BALLS? I want to kick his nuts! Punt his sack! Play some football! Let's play KICK BALLS!" both Morgan and Jess laughed while Mandy went down the list of ways to say she wanted to fuck up my balls.

"Any preferences? Do you want him standing? On his knees? On his hands and knees so you can kick from behind?" Morgan asked her.

"Oh, I get to choose? Hmmm. Can I start with him standing, kick his balls until he's on his knees, kick them some more until he's on his hands and knees, and then we can take turns kicking his balls from behind?" Mandy's eyes are wide with excitement.

"Holy shit, I had no idea you were such a ball buster!" Morgan laughed. She looked at me. "Your balls are screwed!" she smiled at me and gave my dick a couple of strokes in reassurance.

"Oh, hell yeah. I was the girl in high school that when I'd walk up, every boy in the group would cover his junk." Mandy laughed. "Getting to kick bare balls? Just because I want to? This is like a dream come true!"

"OMG, I was that girl, too!" Morgan laughed. "It was just this week that I found out there are guys who are into it! It just hadn't occurred to me."

"There are GUYS that are into it?!" Mandy was flabbergasted. "For real?"

"Yeah - Logan, for one. I made a new friend, the owner of Sugar Adult Toystore when we went to get the cock ring and balls stretcher. She was telling me that she's been into this kink for years. We're going to talk more; she gave me her number." Morgan enthused.

"Logan, come over here and spread your legs! I want a nice, clear shot at those nuts!" Mandy said. I walked over and stood in front of her, my legs spread wide and hands on my hips. She was standing there with her legs shoulder width apart, her bikini bottoms were barely there - it was basically a G-string, the kind of thing you wear when you want the absolute minimum tan lines. It was the same with her top. Lots of cleavage, side boob, and underboob, just enough cloth to make it look like a bikini instead of pasties connected with string. My dick started to twitch. She reached out and grabbed it, squeezing it hard three or four times, digging her fingers in, then yanking it twice really hard, almost pulling me off balance. "Damn, his dick gets REALLY hard!"

"Right?! It's the hardest I've ever seen!" Morgan replied to her observation. Mandy let go of my cock and immediately sent her bare right foot flying into my balls. I grunted and groaned and bent at the waist but managed to keep my hands on my hips and stay standing. "Oh! Let's see how many kicks it takes to get him to his knees!" Morgan actually clapped her hands together a few times. She was so excited by this idea. "That's one! Come on Logan, I believe in you, I know you can take at least ten!"

I didn't say anything. I was thinking, 'the fuck I can, goddamn this girl can kick!' As soon as I'd straightened back up, her foot smashed into my balls again, harder this time - which I hadn't thought was possible with this tiny woman.

"Oh, there is NO WAY he'll make it to ten. I'm making it my mission to make SURE he doesn't make it to five!" Mandy laughed and launched another hard kick into my nuts. I made it to four, and then I was on my knees.

"YES! High Five!" Jess came over and gave Mandy a high five, then turned to me and said, "You did a good job too, LOW TWO!" she announced, kicking my balls and laughing. Three more kicks from Mandy, and I was on my hands and knees.

"Fuck, this is REALLY fun!" Mandy said. "How the hell is your dick still hard?"

"I mean, it hurts bad; it's also erotic. And have you seen the three of you? Any one of you in the bikinis you wearing would have my dick hard!" I laughed.

Mandy reached down between my legs from behind and stroked my cock for a minute or so, and I looked back between my legs to watch her hand moving up and down my dick and moaning softly. "I'm so glad Morgan moved in here; this is great! And to think, I was excited to have a pool to lay by where there weren't a bunch of pervs! Well, I guess we ARE a bunch of pervs, but that's different!" She let go of my dick, took a step back, and before I realized what was happening, I watched her take a step forward and launch her foot into my balls. I grunted loudly and groaned.

"My turn!" Jess announced, stepping into the position. "Hey! I want you to watch me kick your nuts, too!"

"I hadn't actually meant to watch Mandy kick them..." I started to explain.

"I don't care. The idea of making you watch me kick your balls is hot. Put your head down and watch for me, please?" Jess said in a flirty voice. I'm a sucker for a flirty voice. I lowered my head and looked back between my legs. Jess lifted her foot and poked my balls gently with her toes, then lifted them a bit with the top of her foot, her toes brushing against my cock. "I wonder..." she said as she pulled her foot back and launched her kick. I saw exactly what happened. She was aiming for my cock. Her foot flew forward, her toes slamming into the middle of my shaft, the top of her foot perfectly catching my balls and smashing them upwards into my body.

"Oh fuck, my balls..." I groaned, managing to keep my legs spread and stay on my hands and knees, though my arms buckled a bit.

"Oh, hell yeah!" Jess exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "Aim for his dick! If you kick his dick, you'll get his balls perfectly on the top of your foot!"

Morgan stepped up behind me, lifting her foot and running her toes up and down my hard cock, lifting my balls on each upstroke. "Are you excited to watch me kick your dick and flatten your balls?" she asked, almost purring.

"I kind of am..." I answered, surprising myself. The girls all laughed.

"Good!" she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. She took a big step back, and her foot blasted forward into my dick, smashing my balls.

I collapsed forward, my hard dick jamming into the ground and getting forced backward. I managed not to close my legs or curl up, but only by flattening out on the ground, which left my dick pointing straight backward, lying on the ground. Jess put her foot on my dick.

"OMG, are you stepping on his dick?!" Mandy asked.

"I \*was\* just rubbing it a little, but now that you mention it..." and with that, she lifted her other foot off of the ground, all of her weight now on my dick.

"Gah! My dick, fuck, it feels like my dick is smashed flat..." I managed with a lot of grunting and groaning as Jess wiggled around a little and gave a few bounces on my cock.

"It's not completely flat, but it is very definitely more of an oval than a circle under there!" Morgan laughed. "My turn!"

"You know, he's being a good sport about this and I don't like tan lines, unless there's a reason I shouldn't, I'm going to take my top off," Mandy said. By way of an answer, Morgan's top landed on the ground right in front of me as Jess stepped off my dick, and Morgan stepped on it. Mandy and Jess's tops both landed right next to Morgan's a few seconds later.

"This was a great idea!" Morgan said as she lifted her left foot off the ground, shifting all of her weight onto my hard dick. "What do you think, Logan?"

"I \*groan\* like nnngggg 'woman on top' aaarrrgggh generally speaking..." I trailed off into grunts and groans amid the three girls laughing.

"That's the spirit!" Mandy chimed in, "I have an idea for my turn!" and I felt her ass settle on my back as she gathered my balls in her hands and was doing, well, something. I couldn't tell other than she was handling them more roughly than necessary for whatever it was. "There we go!" I heard Mandy exclaim as my balls were pulled straight up. She'd tied a rope to the nut stretcher!

"Oh, this I want to see!" Morgan squealed, stepping off my dick and then surprising me by giving it a hard stomp a few seconds later.

"Gah, my dick!"

"Don't worry!" Mandy said in a reassuring voice as she stepped onto my cock, pulling my balls up using her leash. "I'm sure you'll be whining about your balls, too, now!" she finished, giving my stretched balls, pulled up in the air so they were totally helpless, a good hard kick.

"Nnnnggggg oh fuck my balls!"

Mandy gave a little bounce on my dick, shifting most of her weight to her heel, which was crushing the head of my cock. "See? Not so worried about your dick now, are you?" she asked, delivering yet another hard kick with the top of her cute little foot to my nuts. I grunted and groaned, and the girls giggled. "You must like this; your dick is really hard, even with me standing on it!" she gave my balls one more good kick and stepped off my dick.

"OK, you can get up now," Morgan told me. I got to my feet, Mandy giving the rope around my balls a few little tugs while I did, causing me to grunt each time, which made the girls chuckle. Mandy handed Morgan the rope.

"It's getting hot out here; let's move this party inside," Morgan said, stepping on my dick and giving my leashed balls a quick kick before she continued walking. "Come on, Logan, get up; we're going for a walk!" she laughed as I got to my feet, and she pulled the rope between my legs so she could pull on my balls as she led me into the house.



(To be continued, I'm sure!)