The time my friend's Mom kneed me in the balls

Growing up I had a best friend named David. I would spend a lot of time at his mom, Rachel's house hanging out over the years and grew very close to both of them and his younger sister, Lexi.

When this happened David and I were both seniors in high school (18), Lexi was 16 and Rachel was 41. Rachel looks like an older version of Alexandra Daddario with thicker legs and a little more muscle.

Rachel left David's father a few years prior due to him cheating so it was just us four at the house one Saturday night. She would let us all drink there on the weekends and this night she actually had a few with us and was pretty tipsy, we all were.

We were all in the kitchen talking when Lexi brought up that her current boyfriend had been pissing her off that week by being a bit of an irritating prick. Rachel, slightly slurring her words, cut her off and asked "Why don't you just kick him in the balls Lex? That's what I did to irritating boys at your age"

David piped in "what good would that do Mom? That doesnt even hurt that bad" Lexi smirked and looked right at me. Side story, about three years earlier during a sleepover Lexi had kicked me in the balls. David had already fallen asleep and her and I were alone. We got into a sort of wrestling match which ended with her foot buried in my crotch and me on the ground in the fetal position holding my battered balls.

Anyways, I awkwardly looked at David to avoid Lexi's stare and wondered what he was talking about. I had seen his ex girlfriend bust his balls a few times which all ended with him in the same position that Lexi had put me in. Trying to be macho I guess.

Rachel let out a laugh before saying "you boys go down so easily, one little kick and you'd both be on the floor". David started to argue which led to Rachel saying "fine, guess Ill have to prove it to you". She then ran up to her son and playfully shot her knee up towards his balls. He quickly pulled his crotch back and backed away, she kept going forward playfully shooting her knee up between his legs. She asked "whats with you backing away? I thought it didnt hurt?" She then turned her attention towards me "What about you John, ever been kicked in the balls by a girl?"

By this point my dick was so hard in my pants I barely registered what she had said. I noticed Lexi openly laughing at what her mother had said to me. Then Rachel ran up to me, grabbed my shoulders and lifted her knee up towards my balls. I jerked my crotch back just in time to avoid her knee but then realized what a golden opportunity I was missing. She wasnt actually trying to knee us in the balls, not full force anyways. Just having fun at our expense. She was latched onto my shoulders and instinct took over when she shot her knee out a second time. About two seconds later she launched her knee towards my balls for the third time and I forced my lower body to stay put.

I remember it all in slow motion. Her hands holding onto my shoulders, the view I had of her rather large breasts bouncing in her shirt, seeing her skinny knee coming towards my nuts, feeling her bony kneecap make contact with the underside of both balls, the telling crunch sound we're all familiar with when her knee crushed my balls against my pelvic bone.

Then the slow motion stopped. I looked into her eyes and she had a shocked expression on her face. A second later the pain hit and I hit my knees with my hands between my legs. I still remember how her sock clad feet looked right in front of my face with the searing pain emanating from my balls.

Before she could say anything Lexi burst out laughing and David started yelling at her. She told both of them to get out of the room which they did.

Rachel knelt down in front of me which resulted in another great view of her boobs and said "Oh my God John, I thought you would jump out of the way, Im so sorry". I could only moan. She pouted her lips and said "oh sweetie, was this your first time getting your balls kicked?" I managed to get out a "No, not the first time" to which she laughed and said "good, I don't know how a boy could go 18 years without getting racked at least a few times".

At this point it had been about two minutes since she had kneed me. She put her arms under mine and helped me up, the feeling of her soft boobs against my chest felt amazing and she smelled so good that night. I leaned against her countertop hunched over still cradling my aching orbs. The pain was managable at this point I was really just trying to keep my rock hard dick out of her view.

She leaned against the counter next to me, leaning into me and said "guess I got them pretty good huh?" And laughed. Then "consider yourself lucky, back when I was your age the boys I kicked werent able to get up quite as fast as you, some even puked and cried". I let out a moan and she laughed some more and gave me a hug.