True Stories: My Girlfriend & Her Ballbusting Jokes & "Accidents"

***Note: All the individuals mentioned in this story were over the age of 18.***

***Another long post but I think you'll find it's worth the read.***

This story involves an ex-girlfriend of mine who I went out with for a few years.

The relationship occurred when we were both in our early 20s and she was the first girl I dated who actually did bust my balls physically as well as verbally/psychologically quite a few times. Before that it was either female friends or my sister who had given me my first taste of being hit in the balls by a girl.

The strange thing about this girlfriend and what really caught me off-guard is that while I could never bring myself to tell her about my ballbusting fetish, as I was too worried that she would take it the wrong way or that it might ruin our sex life (which was pretty damned good) or even end our relationship, **somehow she sort of discovered my kink on her own** and would **subtly bust me from time to time but acted as if she wasn't ever really aware of what she was doing.**

There's something about non-consensual ballbusting by someone who should know better and who should have more concern for your most vulnerable body parts that always rose to the top of my ballbusting fantasies and that's why I found a lot of these experiences with my ex-girlfriend even hotter than the experiences I've since had with girlfriends who've known about my fetish and openly busted me. The fact that she never admitted to doing any of this on purpose but also showed complete disregard for my manhood a few times was intensely arousing.

To this day, I have no idea how much she figured out and whether she really knew I was into ballbusting or had her suspicions but nonetheless it was a wild ride having her slowly and unexpectedly delve into my suppressed ballbusting urges and fantasies without me actually asking her.

# The "Accidental" Knees...

So I as mentioned, we had a pretty good sex life and despite me never revealing my strongest sexual fetish to her, she absolutely scratched every other sexual itch of mine and knew all of my other kinks and turn-ons. This girl had a sixth sense for figuring out what I liked sexually, what I wanted her to do or say and how to send me over the edge and she was especially skilled at teasing the fuck out of me, which almost made up for the lack of candid ballbusting in the relationship. This definitely played a part in her being able to piece together the clues about my kink like some kind of fetish detective.

Naturally, we'd often end up at her place and have a wild time fooling around in her bed and then cuddle afterwards.

It was during these cuddling sessions that my balls first tasted some delightfully painful knees from her.

We liked to cuddle sideways in bed, but not spooning each other, instead facing each other, with her knee usually snuggled up between my slightly spread apart legs and stopping just short of my manhood and our arms wrapped around each other.

The first time she accidentally kneed my balls this way, I brushed it off as a pure accident and accepted her apologies.

She was re-adjusting herself and her knee found my nuts and made contact with them fairly hard; hard enough for me to let out a gasp and for her to immediately apologize and say *"Oh my God, I'm sooo sorry babe, I didn't realize my knee was there!"*

I had no reason to doubt her intentions and she immediately reached down and fondled my cock and balls while giving me a lot of concerned looks and repeatedly asking if everything was okay, to which I replied "yes" but I did sort of milk her sympathy for a bit longer than necessary by telling her I needed some more nursing of my balls before I fully recovered.

That first knee to the balls was a massive turn-on for me and reawakened all kinds of ballbusting fantasies I had tried to suppress around her but I had to pretend like I was only feeling pain and not showing any signs of pleasure.

The freak knee seemed like it was just a happy accident and a once-off occurrence (unfortunately, I thought) and my girlfriend never referred to it again and I certainly didn't bring it up either.

**That is until... it happened AGAIN.**

This was probably only a couple of months after the first one and literally the same scenario, we had just fooled around in her bed and were snuggling up to each other for some post-sex cuddles when she clumsily rammed her knee into my nuts once more.

This time though... apart from apologizing and offering to nurse my balls back to health, she dropped a comment on me that really made me question what the hell was going on and where she was getting these ideas from as she said, *"Oh wow, are you really THAT sensitive down there?"*

I had told her in the past that I do have sensitive balls (which is absolutely true) but mainly in the context of ball-play during sexual stuff.

She then followed up with, *"But it wasn't that hard, was it?"*

My mind was going a million miles a minute and I was fighting off a huge rush of arousal from her subtle teasing so I just calmly explained to her that yes, her knee was damned hard and yes my balls really are sensitive and that she needed to be more careful. All the while though, I really wanted her to continue making light of my pain and humiliating me.

This wasn't the end of her "accidental knees".

At least two more times she'd plant her knee in my jewels when we were cuddling in a bed or on a couch and once she didn't even bother apologizing until I reminded her and even then she kind of quickly glossed over it and didn't even seem to care that much as she wasn't in a particularly good mood that day. That complete disregard for the pain she inflicted on my balls caused me to get incredibly aroused and it was really difficult to conceal (which maybe she figured out).

She definitely seemed to get bolder and more adventurous with her "accidents" and semi-ballbusting attempts as time went on, which again, I couldn't figure out for the life of me as to what was inspiring her to do this or where she was getting these ideas from; but I was secretly loving it.

# Threatening My Balls As a Joke...

Probably one of the best verbal/psychological busts she ever did was the time I brought her to meet my mom for dinner and at some point during the evening my mom brought up how her partner had said something rude and hurtful to her about how he didn't value her interests/hobbies in life and that she found it really heartbreaking.

My girlfriend, out of nowhere and with impeccable timing, blurts out to my mom and me: *"Well, if LudwigVanDutchOven said something like that to me, I would...* ***kick him in the balls!****"*

This one caught me off-guard and really humiliated me as my mom was right there and I had always tried my hardest to project an image of being in control or being dominant in the relationship and here was my GF casually emasculating me right in front of my mother and not caring in the slightest as to what kind of impression that would leave with my mom.

She turned to me after saying that, looked at me pityingly, put her hand on my shoulder and said *"Sorry honey"* as if to say she'd feel bad about it but she'd still demolish my testicles if I said the wrong thing to her.

Mom and her kind of laughed, though my mother's was an awkward laugh whereas she laughed **a lot harder** **than my mom**, which clearly showed to me that she was getting off on this little power trip. They changed subjects and I literally didn't say a word for the next 10 minutes as I was mentally reeling from that comment, trying my hardest to again process how my girlfriend kept hitting so close to home and knocking on the door of my deeply-held secret and how fucking awkward this was that my mom heard that remark.

Later on she told me she was joking but I honestly can't be sure she was.

I can vaguely recall her mentioning something else to my mother on another occasion about how men always complain so much about getting hit in the balls and doing an imitation of a guy who'd been hit in the nuts and actually saying *"OW, you hit me in the balls!"*

I don't think my mother heard this comment though as it was during a busy/noisy dinner with lots of people around but I definitely heard it, though again I just pretended like I didn't because I was unable to come to terms with my supposedly caring girlfriend making light of a man's pain and suffering after being hit in the balls, nor could I control the intense arousal I was feeling after hearing that.

# Randomly Bringing Up the Ballbusting Fetish...

This moment is perhaps the biggest reason why I believe she was fully aware of what she was doing to me and that she wanted me to admit to her that I was a submissive masochist who loved having my balls abused.

One particular time we got onto the topic of sexual fetishes and genres of porn we enjoyed and we discussed various common fetishes like feet, cuckolding, roleplaying, edging/tease-and-denial, choking/spanking/slapping, "daddy" stuff, etc... and we were quite open to each other about our feelings and preferences regarding each one.

Then she steered the conversation onto the topic of BDSM and naturally, I started getting uncomfortable (mentally as well as in my pants lol) and she described reading a blog online written by a man who enjoyed having women kick him in the balls.

**She specifically mentioned how this man liked women wearing pointy high heels or boots and kicking him their absolute hardest (which just so happens to be my absolute favorite form of ballbusting).**

To say that I couldn't believe what I was hearing was an **understatement.**

My girlfriend was basically on the verge of sounding like some Dom in the typical ballbusting fetish videos I watched and she treated the subject of men's balls being brutally kicked not like it was shocking or confronting, but more like a curiosity that she wanted to explore and something casual, even amusing to her.

She then went on to say that she couldn't believe the guys could A) take such punishment and B) still get sexually aroused after so many hits to their precious testicles.

In between trying to maintain my composure and trying not to get harder than I'd ever been before after what she'd just said, I unintentionally blurted out: *"Wait, where did you see these videos?"*

Even though she clearly said she read about it on some ballbusting blog post, I was in such a state of shock and my mind instantly remembered up all of the ballbusting material I saw online, most of which was videos, and so I inadvertently mixed up her mention of a blog with videos.

She looked slightly puzzled and repeated that it wasn't a video she was referring to but a blog post and I pretended like I made an innocent mistake in my speech.

As if things couldn't get anymore awkward or coincidental for me, she suddenly gave me this really giddy/playful look and said, *"Oh my God! What if I did that to you with my high heels?"*

Luckily, I was able to still come across as relatively calm and unfazed by my girlfriend's casual suggestion of booting my nuts with her heels on and I kind of went along with her joke and played it off as an obviously silly, non-serious suggestion and just replied: *"Oh man, you know I'd be dead. My balls are so sensitive, haha."*

She kind of giggled and said *"Awww can you imagine if I did that?"* and even joked about running off to find her high heels right then and there but she did seem to hold back and treat this more like a joke, maybe for fear that I wasn't ready to hear this yet or that she might reveal too much about her own kinks.

Internally though, I was a mixture of being genuinely worried that she was about to kick my balls right now and getting insanely worked up and turned on from her constant mentions of hard kicks to the balls with pointy heels.

Our conversation drifted away to something else just as quickly as she had thrown out the revelation that she clearly knew what ballbusting was, but that experience really stayed with me and did make me think she had a lot of latent, sadistic and dominant tendencies and could definitely blossom into a real ballbuster with a little bit of encouragement.

I also wondered whether she had somehow seen my Internet search history at some point on my laptop or my phone (even though I was always incredibly cautious and always made sure to delete any search history after looking that stuff up) or whether she had gone through some files and found a ballbusting video I had saved somewhere.

# Asking For Permission to Knee My Balls...

The most brazen and obvious she got with her threats of injuring my testicles was another time that we had yet again, fooled around in bed, and she was on top of me with one of her knees resting right in between my spread-apart legs, just below my balls.

She looked down at my manhood and looked back up at me and then leaned into me very closely and basically whispered into my ear: *"What if I knee you in the balls?"* with a kind of bold, sexy, almost dominatrix-type tone in her voice like she wasn't really asking for my permission and she wanted to knee my balls whether I agreed or not.

Once again, it took everything in me not to spring a massive erection after hearing that and to try and contain my body's very obvious signs of arousal. I felt like all of the blood was rushing from my head and couldn't even formulate a response.

I stammered out in reply: *"Please don't hurt my balls baby"* and not missing a beat, she came back with: *"Yeah, yeah but... what if I do though?"* with that same bold, sexy tone in her voice.

I'd like to tell you this lead to an incredibly kinky, mind-blowing, first-time ballbusting experience with her but sadly, I just didn't have the balls (lol) to follow through with it.

I quickly changed the subject and went back to kissing and fondling her and she followed my lead and surprisingly, didn't bring it up again.

But looking back on that moment, I believe I missed a huge opportunity for some truly epic ballbusting.

I also couldn't get over her audacity and the balls she had (pun intended) to just ask me point-blank if she could knee my balls (while sounding like she meant it). It was such a mind-fuck for me and so incredibly arousing. It made me realize that girls can be quite open to this stuff if it's introduced to them in the right way and set the stage for me to reveal my ballbusting desires to future girlfriends.

# Retrospective...

So yeah, obviously I missed a huge chance to have an incredibly willing partner to participate in my ballbusting fetish but I think my maturity and emotional development really hadn't gotten to a point where I could handle having a serious girlfriend who also busted my balls regularly.

I was still a bit too hung up on always being in control or at least projecting the image of being dominant and I couldn't admit to the fact that I was actually a massive femdom sub-in-the-making.

Also, I think some of her accidental knees, incredibly specific comments and completely unexpected references to ballbusting were almost "too perfect", like she had been reading my thoughts and I needed to be able to bring up this fetish on my own terms and when I felt the time was right.

I think it was nonetheless a really good relationship and like I said, sometimes those subtle, light-hearted ballbusting moments are actually some of the most erotic and memorable for me.

Looking back on it now, if there was one thing that could have possibly either awakened her own ballbusting tendencies or made her realize that I secretly enjoyed having my balls hurt it's probably the fact that I always asked her to squeeze my balls as I was about to orgasm.

She always happily obliged and as time went on, I would ask her to squeeze harder and harder, which she did without hesitation. She also never mentioned that she found this request odd or strange and it became second nature for her to just squeeze my balls whenever I was getting close to orgasm, without me asking her.

On a related note, I even once asked her to just squeeze them when we weren't doing anything explicitly sexual and she was just resting her hands down my pants. Somehow, I summoned some rare courage back then and told her that I wanted to see how hard she needed to squeeze before she reached my maximum pain threshold. Again, she happily did what I asked and for a few intense seconds the pain was unbearable and I immediately yelled out "Stop!" and she let go of my nuts. She actually apologized for hurting me but I told her not to worry about it and then we quickly dropped the subject.

I also did once have her sit on my lap and again, hoping to make her unwittingly hurt my balls, I discreetly positioned her so that she shifted most of her weight down on my crotch and because of the tight boxers I was wearing, one of her thighs came to rest down on my right testicle. Even though the pain started building quickly as her thigh was crushing my nut, I let her sit like that for at least 10 minutes before complaining to her that she was hurting my balls. Once again, she was apologetic and actually made a joke, saying: *"I think I need to lose a bit of weight in my legs and butt so I don't crush my boyfriend's balls when I'm sitting on his lap"* which we both laughed at, because it was quite hilarious.

Again, there were a lot of these innocent moments where I sort of tested the waters a little and tried to have her hurt my balls either knowingly or unknowingly and I'm sure she was picking up on these clues, as in hindsight they seem really obvious.

There were a few more remarks and moments where this ex-girlfriend would randomly drop hints that she loved the idea of guys getting their balls injured.

We watched a horror movie once where a female character was pinned by a male character, who she then kneed in the balls to escape from (I think it's pretty safe to say that knees to the balls were her favorite technique). As soon as that female actress kneed the guy, she turned to me and asked *"Did she get him the balls?"* and after I concurred, she just looked satisfied with herself and said *"Oh nice!"* and kept on watching. I'm pretty sure she wasn't confused about what happened in that scene but she just wanted me to acknowledge that a man had gotten kneed in the balls so she could enjoy my confused reactions.

Like I said, she had all the makings of a fetish studio dominatrix/mistress and she had some latent sadistic tendencies that really made me wonder how far she could go in terms of inflicting pain onto someone like me.

We still keep in touch and occasionally catch up and while the thought does cross my mind once in a while to confess everything to her and just see how she reacts and find out if she really felt the same way all along, I think it's honestly been too long since we were together to bring it up and messing around with ex-partners in general is always a regrettable move.

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**Happy to answer any questions about any part of this story.**