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Olivia Kicks Some Balls

"Look, guys, I'm going to pay you double, okay?" our director Brian insisted.

"No, I don't want to do it," Brendan said. I had to agree with him, I didn't want to do it either. Brian wants us to get kicked in the balls by Olivia. Brendan and I have been shooting a movie with Olivia, one of the hottest porn stars in the world. Somehow, the movie veered off into ballbusting, and Brian likes it. He wants to go hard into it and have a ball kicking contest.

"You guys can split my share too," Olivia offered. "I'll do this for free, I've always wanted to kick someone in the balls."

Brendan and I looked at each other, Olivia makes way more money than we do. That would be a pretty big payout.

"Oh fuck it, I'll do it," I said. I needed the money.

"Tell me what the story is, before I agree," Brendan said.

"It's not really going to be scripted. Olivia is going to kick you in the balls until one of you can't stand, then she'll fuck the winner."

"So either of us could win?"

"Sure, if you can stay on your feet."

"Will Olivia be naked?"

"We could do that."

"Oh fuck it, I'm in," Brendan said.

What a couple of idiots we are, we're agreeing to get kicked in the balls for money. I was glad that Brendan asked for Olivia to be naked, she should always be naked. She has the best tits in porn, seeing them makes anything better.

Brian had us all sitting on the couch in the living room set, Olivia between Brendan and me. Brendan and I were both pawing at Olivia, trying to feel her up or get our hands between her legs. She fights us off and jumps off the couch.

"Enough, I don't like the two of you attacking me, this is getting annoying. We're going to have a contest, and I'll fuck the winner," Olivia said. She began taking off her clothes, unbuttoning her top slowly. Brendan and I both watched, my mouth might have been open as her big breasts tumbled out. "Take off your clothes, boys."

Brendan and I hopped up, we pulled our clothes off quickly. We both had erections.

"What kind of contest is it?" Brendan asked.

"I'm going to kick each of you in the balls, last man standing gets to fuck me."

Brendan looked over at me and smirked derisively, "You might as well give up now, you know I can outlast you."

"We'll see," I replied with a look of determination. It wasn't just acting, I wanted to beat Brendan, and I desperately wanted to fuck Olivia one last time before this movie is finished. Olivia arranged us so we stood next to each other, our hard cocks pointing at her, and our balls hanging, exposed, and vulnerable, between our legs.

"I'll do a warm-up kick first, not too hard." Olivia walked over in front of me, she snapped her foot up between my legs.

"Fuck!" I grunted as that male pain washed over me. That was the warm-up? How can it hurt so much? My entire body seemed to ache, especially my balls. I was still standing, though. I made it through the first round. Olivia stepped up in front of Brendan and kicked him in the balls. He grunted, then cupped his balls as his face turned red.

"Alright boys, let's get serious," Olivia said. She walked back over in front of me. This time her leg swung back, then her knee lifted slightly, and her foot came rocketing up into my balls.

"OOOOOOOOOOF!" I grunted as pain completely flooded my mind. It hurt so bad, I couldn't believe it. I felt my knees weaken, and I felt dizzy. I started to drop to the floor, but at the last second, managed to steady myself. I stood with my hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath. Trying not to throw up.

"She nailed you, Peter," Brendan said.

"Your ... turn ... next."

Brendan stood up straight, hands behind his back, jaw clenched.

"Do it."

Olivia lined up across from him, then did the same to him as she had just done to me. The loud slap of her foot striking his balls surprised me. Brendan's mouth opened, but no sounds came out. He grabbed his balls and bent forward. For a moment I thought I had won the contest, because he looked like he was going down, but he didn't.

Fuck. Another round. I didn't know if I could take another kick to my balls like that. It hurt so much, I didn't want to do it again. Olivia walked back over in front of me.

"Hold your cock out of the way for me, would you?" she asked politely. I didn't answer, but I grabbed my cock and lifted it. "Thanks, sweetie."

Her foot swung back, then came flying up between my legs. For an instant, I thought I might be okay, but then a wall of hurt hit me.

"FUCK!" I groaned as I grabbed my balls. "OH FUCK!" My legs gave out, and I dropped to my hands and knees. I knelt in front of Olivia, trying to catch my breath. Fuck that hurt. Everything in me hurt, but my balls most of all. I didn't care about winning the contest, I just never wanted that pain again. Brendan can fuck her, I'm done.

"I win, let's fuck!" Brendan exclaimed.

"Not so fast, you have to take your final kick."

"But he's out, I win."

"You have to remain standing too."

"Fuck."

Olivia stepped over in front of Brendan, he spread his legs, and put his hands behind his back. "Hold your cock out of the way for me," Olivia said. He grabbed his hard cock and held it by his stomach. Olivia pulled her foot back, torqued her body, and let his balls have it.

Brendan didn't make a sound, other than gasping for air. He held his cock in his hand, his eyes bugged out, and he stood frozen. I couldn't tell if he was going to stay on his feet or not. He wobbled some, but his legs seemed to hold him.

"OH!" Brendan said suddenly.

"OH FUCK!"

And then it happened, his cock shot a rope of cum. A huge and long rope, it had to go six feet. "OHHHHH FUCK!" Another rope, then another. He held his cock as it sprayed jizz onto the floor of the living room set. Brendan looked down at his spraying cock, then he started jerking himself. He milked all the cum out as Olivia and I watched.

"That was fucked up," Olivia said. She walked over to me and took my hand. She helped me to my feet. "Looks like you get to fuck me."

"But I won!" Brendan said.

"Yeah, but you came. You can't fuck me."

"Fuck!"

Olivia led me over to the couch, she pushed me onto it, then climbed on top of me. She guided my cock into her wet pussy.

"Fuck," I moaned as it slid into her. She leaned into me, her big breasts right in front of my face. I cupped them in my hands and leaned forward to kiss and suck on them. So big and full, so soft. Olivia began fucking me faster, it felt incredible. The pain in my balls all but disappeared into the background. Just fucking. Big tits and fucking.

The cameraman came in close to focus on Olivia's pussy. Then he came around to focus on Olivia's big tits swinging.

"Cut," Brian called out. "Let's change positions, I want you to fuck her from behind. We need more shots of her tits swinging, and when you cum, I want her to grab your balls." We got back into position, Brian called action, and Olivia and I began fucking again. Olivia climbed off me and moved to my side, she pointed her rear towards me. I slipped my cock into her from behind, and the cameraman came in to catch Olivia's big breasts on film as I fucked her.

I had a great view from behind her, her firm ass, and that thin waist. I could see the sides of her tits swinging. It was awesome. Olivia was moaning and squirming as I fucked her, then Brian gave me the sign to cum. I was ready, it only took a few strokes. I pulled out, grabbed my cock in my hand, and shot a rope of cum onto Olivia's back. I saw her twist and reach back, then felt her hand grab my balls.

"OH FUCK!" I cried out as she squeezed my balls, then I shot another rope onto her back. "MY BALLS!" I cried out. Fuck, it hurt so good. The pain mixed in with the orgasm, my mind was getting blown. "FUCK!" I groaned as another rope of cum blasted from my cock. I jerked my cock until it was spent, the entire time, Olivia squeezed and kneaded my balls. I was out of breath when I finished cumming, and I finally let go of my cock. Olivia held my balls and the cameraman came in for a close-up.

"Cut!" Brian yelled. "What a great ending."

Brendan was still on the floor near us, holding his aching balls. "I hope there's no sequel..." he groaned.