Emma and Daniel Try Ballbusting For The First Time

Contains: couple experimenting, wholesome, consensual ballbusting

All characters aged 18+.

“Alright, she’s finally asleep. Drank more than I expected,” Daniel said and let himself plop onto the sofa. Emma snuggled up to him, resting her head on his chest so she could hear his heartbeat. Both of them had deep rings under their eyes.

“Thanks for taking care of her, I know it was my turn but…”

“Hey, it’s fine. We’re a team, right?”

“Right,” Emma said and stared at the TV. Some sort of dumb, raunchy comedy was playing. She didn’t know how the movie had gotten to this point, but the two leads, a man and a woman, found themselves nude in public, barely managing to cover their privates with their hands. They were trying to get through the city to their apartment, while clearly embarrassed about their own state of undress but aroused by the other’s. “Mhm, remember when we took that trip to San Francisco and walked into that fair with all the naked kinky people? This reminds me of that.”

Daniel chuckled. “Yup, never seen so many dicks just by turning a corner, and I’ve walked in on the hockey team showering.”

“Mhm, I bet none of them could hold a candle to my favorite stick,” Emma purred and grabbed her husband over his gym shorts. She could feel him twitch against her hand through the flimsy fabric. They both grinned. While Daniel wouldn’t have minded Emma keeping her hand there, he felt his wife’s hand reach lower. He spread his legs more so she had an easier time grabbing his nuts. “And there are my two favorite pucks. Have you missed me, my darlings?”

She’d always had a thing for his nuts, which was nice – except for those initial two months when she had been really touchy after they started dating in college but refused to have sex or even jerk him off. Having a blonde bombshell cradle your balls but refuse to empty them made for a heavy case of blue balls.

On the TV, actress and actor fled from a team of angry girls in lacrosse getup, sticks raised menacingly. They just about managed to make it into a subway train before the doors closed. Unfortunately for the man, he ran face first into the female lead’s exposed tits, bounced back and turned – and had the doors of the train close on his genitals. A grotesque closeup of a fake pair of balls, really just two flesh-colored orbs squished between the doors, flashed on the screen, accompanied by the actor yelping in pain. The team of lacrosse girls ran towards the train and, with a triumphant scream, surrounded the trapped balls, smashing their sticks into the exposed and defenseless nuts. It didn’t help that the actress behind him taunted and made faces at the lacrosse players, unaware of why her co-star was howling in pain.

“Oh, ouch,” Emma said with a grin.

“Reminds me of San Francisco as well. You couldn’t tear your eyes off of that one guy who was asking women to kick him in the balls,” Daniel said.

“H-huh? No, you’re exaggerating…” But Daniel could see her ears turning bright red, a telltale sign that Emma was getting turned on.

“Wanna try it?” he asked. It felt like he could hear a pin drop. Emma’s arm had gotten completely rigid, and her hand wasn’t just holding his balls any longer, she was lightly squeezing them.

Without looking at him, she asked, “What… do you mean?”

“Kicking me in the balls. Or squeezing, kneeing, whatever. But you want to, right? Have you ever done it? Kicked a guy’s nuts, I mean.”

“N-no, never…” She was silent for a moment, cheeks flushing red as cherries. It wasn’t just embarrassment, Emma was actually getting horny. “Do you mean it?”

“Yeah, of course. To be honest, I’ve suspected for a while.” Like when I tried to look up what you’ve been googling to find a gift for your birthday and stumbled upon the porn you watch. He didn’t mention that part. Emma simply nodded, still refusing to look him in the face. “Go on then, give ‘em a squeeze.”

She was hesitant at first, just tightening her grip a little. Most of her small hand was wrapped around the top of his sack, but slowly, she was pulling down. Emma’s hand stretched his balls away from him but also grabbed more and more of his actual testicles. Even just such a light squeeze felt uncomfortable, but Daniel was trying his best not to make a sound. Slowly but surely, Emma was getting braver and isolating his right ball. She increased the pressure and slight discomfort turned into a dull ache.

“Ugh…”

Aghast, Emma let go of his nuts and grabbed his cock instead, like she wasn’t the reason his right nut smarted. “Sorry! I’m sorry, that was way too hard. I’m sorry, babe!”

“You’re good!” he said quickly. “Wasn’t even that hard, just… unusual.”

This time, she looked up at him. “Are you sure?” she said with her best puppy eyes. Slowly, her hand began moving up and down. If he had a chub before, his cock grew fully erect in her grip.

“Sure I’m sure. And the pain is kinda the point, isn’t it?”

“I-I guess, I just… I don’t want you to be mad at me.”

He couldn’t help but laugh. “And what if I am? Just squeeze them harder! But seriously, I think it’s sexy how much you get off on it. So, anything besides squeezing that you wanna try?”

“Can I… punch them?”

“They're all yours!”

Emma didn't need to be told twice. She dove between his legs and yanked down his shorts. She grabbed his balls in one hand and ran her fingernails over them. “There are my two beautiful boys, didya miss me? Ooh, so plump and full… have you two been naughty, making so much cum? Mama’s going to have to spank you!”

Her hand slapped his dangling balls around, and even Emma was surprised by how loud the slap was. The sound rang in her ears like a gong, even drowning out Daniel’s groan. But the best thing was watching his face scrunch up in pain, like he was questioning why this hurt so much, all while the feeling of his soft, warm balls on her hand lingered. All of a sudden she found herself in one of her deepest, darkest fantasies. Getting to act out her urges felt surreal, and Emma could feel a familiar warmth building between her legs.

She waited for his face to relax a little. Daniel definitely still felt the sting on his nuts, but the most immediate pain was slowly leaving his body. Right when his jaw unclenched, Emma slapped his balls again.

Daniel shot up, halfway off the couch, crying out, then laughing. “Ouuh-hahaha… hnn, I didn’t expect the second one…”

Emma laughed with him, her voice raspy from how much this was a turn-on for her. “Sorry, babe, hahaha, you should’ve seen your face…! I’m sorry!” He earned a few more repentant pumps of his cock from her.

“Hah, I don’t know if you jerking me off is making this better or worse… But I thought you were going to punch them?”

“Babe, I can’t,” Emma said and bit her lip. “That’s too hard for such a delicate spot. I mean, what if I break something?”

Daniel snorted. “You’re not gonna injure me just by punching my nuts. Come on, lay into them. Or are you going to tell me this isn’t getting you all hot and bothered? Your nipples look like they could take somebody’s eye out! I could take five punches from you and not even flinch.”

Emma noticed that he was completely right, her arousal was blatantly obvious. She moved to cover herself out of reflex, only to realize how silly that was. Instead, she grabbed Daniel’s full balls again and raised her fist, threatening to hammer it into his sack. She had him by the balls, if anything, she should be the one teasing him!

“Oh, you’re gonna regret that. If you’re really sure-”

“I am. After all, you’re just a weak, little girl, you can’t hurt my big, manly balls.”

She smiled cruelly. “Oh, now you’re going to get it. Alright, how about this weak, little girl punches your nuts… five times. In a row.” She hammered her fist into his balls before he could reconsider. Impressively, Daniel didn’t make any noise, though he certainly flinched, his legs reflexively twitching. But the second time Emma struck home, he couldn’t hold back. He cried out and tried to close his legs, but Emma simply kept hold of his balls and pushed his thighs away.

“Ah-ah-aah, I said five in a row! Come on, surely such a big, strong man doesn’t mind when his little wife is having some fun with his ballsies, right?”

“Ugh, I just wasn’t ready for-AH!” She interrupted him with another punch to the testes. “Aahahaha, you bitch!”

She smirked, knowing he didn’t mean it. “Oh, I’m a bitch now? You know, I think a bitch would punch a man’s balls way, way harder than I did. Don’t you agree?”

“Ahaha, sorry, I didn’t mean it… Emma, please, you don’t need to go harder,” he said and chuckled, seeing that his little pleading act only turned Emma on more.

“Too late! Pow!” Emma rammed her knuckles into his balls from below and held them there. Biting her lip, she watched Daniel writhe and squirm, quietly howling into his arm. “Mhm, got ‘em good this time, didn’t I? And one more, pow!”

Her last punch was a little off target, mostly hitting Daniel’s bigger right ball. But somehow, that made him howl even more in pain, kicking his legs and throwing his head from side to side. It was so adorable how Daniel was trying to act nonchalant, trying to stop himself from curling up!

“Oh, what’s this? Did my big, strong man underestimate how hard a weak, little girl could hit his nuts? Guess I managed to hurt your big ol’ danglers after all!”

Brows furrowed in repressed ache, Daniel pressed out a quick, “Those punches? Barely felt ‘em. Yup! Didn’t hurt at all!”

“Liar!” Emma said and held up his nutsack so she could slap it with her open palm again. But her hand was angled further down this time, and instead of her palm, her fingers caught his testicles. Both of them felt her wedding ring connect with his right nut hard.

“OHH! OKAY, OH GOD! Hnngh, my balls! Fuck!” This time, Daniel did curl up, wrapping his hands around his balls. He rocked side to side, hoping that the sharp pain in his balls would subside quicker that way. “Ooooh, you really got them this time…”

“Of course I did, babe, ahaha… Do you admit it? That even a weak, little girl can hurt your balls?”

“I admit it, you won! Ohh, no more…”

“Ehehe, guess that means balls are way weaker!” But while he held himself, Emma snuck her hand between his legs and wrapped her hand around his cock once more. “Hmm, but what’s this? It can’t be, right?” Her hand began sliding up and down on his shaft, slowly pumping his rock-hard cock. “Why, it looks like this here dick is erect! Hard as diamonds, you might say. But how can this be, given that my dear hubby just got his balls smacked around?”

“I just like seeing you enjoy yourself, that’s all.” Emma made a doubtful noise. “Speaking of, how are things down south for you? Heavy flooding detected in the area?”

She flashed him a grin. “You always were a smooth talker. Care to find out?”

Seconds later, her PJs and panties were lying on the floor, and Daniel was lying on the couch. Emma unceremoniously plopped herself down on his face. His mouth began making out with her lower lips immediately, and Emma shuddered when she felt his hot breath kiss her pussy.

“Ah…! You better do your best, babe, or I’m going to have to squeeze those two big stress balls I’ve got here!” Emma scooped up his nuts with both hands and pulled them upwards. His balls rested between her outstretched palms. She wrapped her fingers around them, a difficult undertaking given that his balls really were quite large, and maybe a little swollen from her slaps.

But her fingers did eventually close around his entire nutsack. It felt like she was about to juice two lemons between her hands. The thought drew a naughty giggle from Emma.

“You better start working that tongue, or I’m going to juice your plums up here!” Daniel’s tongue was lapping at her clit at once, drawing a moan from Emma. “Ahh, now I remember why I married you. Big dick, and you know how to use that mouth. Ohhh…”

It usually took Emma a long time to get there, even with Daniel expertly eating her out. But here and now, Emma felt like she was on a hair trigger. Her climax was rapidly approaching, and Emma was pushing her hips down, urging him to go faster.

But then Daniel chuckled, and she felt his tongue retreat. A cold breeze brushed along her throbbing slit, leaving her stranded on the precipice of an orgasm. "Nooo," she whined, wiggling her butt over his face, “don't stop! I'm so close! Please!”

Daniel chuckled. “Actually, I think that's far enough. You’ve been very mean to my balls, so I don’t think you should get to cum.”

Emma leaned back and was about to ask him if she went too far, only to look down and catch sight of his goofy grin. He wasn’t just enjoying how frazzled he made her, he was acting bratty! And also giving her a chance to not just come riding his face but to do it while giving him smarting balls as well. The thought alone sent lusty throbs up her thighs and a tingle down her spine.

“I think you’ll find I have two soon-to-be very swollen reasons why you should keep licking, babe,” Emma purred and grabbed hold of his testicles for the third time that night. “But you’re right, maybe you shouldn’t keep eating me out. Meanwhile, I think I’ll squeeze these big, fat balls of yours. It feels like the only thing that could make me stop is coming really hard on your face, but what do I know?”

“Ahaha, weeeell maybe I can indulge your pussy for a bit longer, just to make suuuuregodmybaalls!”

“What was that? Sorry, I can’t hear you, my thumb just found this big, soft stress ball to squeeze. It feels so good to push my fingers into it, really work it over in my hand! I think I’ll try to find another one to wring out with my other hand.”

Daniel’s ministrations resumed with renewed vigor, but that didn’t stop Emma from lining his other ball up in her palm. Slowly, her thumb pressed down, the testicle refusing to budge. But as she squeezed harder and harder, slowly she was able to push her thumb in far enough that she was denting the ball. Daniel’s legs twitched and kicked, and his mouth began working frantically to bring her to orgasm.

Each time she got close, Emma would ease off the pressure and Daniel would sigh in relief, only to squeeze his nuts twice as hard after a few seconds of blissful respite. This game of controlling him by squeezing his balls, feeling his warm, wet tongue dip between that dripping valley, the occasional electric jolt when she felt him swirl his tongue around her clit. Yes, she had always had a naughty obsession with seeing guys getting hit in the balls, imagining herself as the one kicking them, but even Emma was surprised how quickly she was hurtling toward a tremendous release.

She tried to pace herself, but the feeling of Daniel’s balls getting scrunched down in her hands was firing off a torrent of sensations deep within her. An immense, unstoppable tide of pleasure washed over her, and Emma threw her head back and groaned loudly, her flushed face scrunched up in an adorable scream.

She mashed her throbbing cunt against Daniel’s face, threatening to drown and suffocate him at the same time, but if he even wanted to stop her, he couldn’t. Emma’s limbs locked up in climax, her toes curling around his head and her thumbs jammed deep into his gonads. He felt her spasm, wishing he was at least inside her to feel the contractions. Instead, hot, sharp pain exploded in his nuts because coming on his face made her abandon all inhibition and crush his nuts in her hands. Emma came harder than ever before, coating him liberally in her honey, while it felt as if she were trying to juice a pair of apples with just her fingers.

Finally, Emma came down from her orgasmic high, the last lights flickering out in her head. She collapsed on top of Daniel, breathing hard, eyes shut and smiling in weary contentment.

“That… was… amazing…” she breathed. “Babe? Daniel? Are you ok?”

“Yup,” he pressed out, “just peachy. Could you do me a favor, though, and see if you squished my boys into peanut butter? Haha…”

“I’ll do you one better,” Emma said and gently picked up his balls. She planted a tender, wet kiss first on his left, then on his right testicle. They were noticeably red and swollen, and Emma found that she liked them much better this way. Then she turned her attention to his cock, jutting proudly into the air right next to her face. Emma grabbed it daintily with just her fingertips, brushing her hand along the shaft with the lightest of grips. “My, what a big lollipop you’ve got! Sorry, but once I’ve put it in my mouth, I won’t be letting it go!”

They both chuckled at her bad acting. “Oh nooo, anything but that!” Daniel said.

Emma opened her mouth as wide as it would go, noisily breathing out as if she were about to tuck into a huge meal – only for a baby’s cries from the other room to interrupt her.

Emma and Daniel slumped, allowing themselves just a moment to resign. It was Emma who found the strength to get up first. She gave the head of his cock a quick, little smooch and patted his thigh as she got up and put her PJs back on. Her panties, instead, she draped over his cock like a naughty flagpole.

“My turn. You stay just like that,” she said as she left the room. A second later, she popped her head back in. “And no jerking off.”

“Of course not, ma’am.”

“And no icing down your balls!”

“Ah… you know me too well.”

Emma grinned and threw him a kiss. “When I come back, I want to kick you, so better get used to it, mister. I want to try lots more ways to hurt your big, beautiful balls. We’ve got to toughen up that sack of yours!” Daniel watched Emma disappear again, leaving him frustrated, anxious and aching – but still gleefully smiling.