Straight Female / 67
I Ballbusted Him Until He Licked Me To Orgasm
I could write a book about tonight but I don't want to waste my time when I could be rubbing another one out! (If you think this is long, it's only the first part of our session and isn't very detailed).
I should explain, I'm F, divorced, 67, he's 57, married. We see each other about once each week. We're both pervy in our own ways, and we turn each other on with our debauchery and degenerate ideas. He's written some things on here so I thought I'd have a go. When he reads this he has to take a photo of his hard cock and send it to me.
So... He likes me to kick his nuts. Not too hard because it can be over too quickly, but enough for him to be in pain and recover for me to kick him again, and again, and again. Or I can use my sexy toes to squash his balls up into his pelvic bone. I don't want it to be over too quickly either. Sometimes I can use it as therapy and vent a lot of angst about his being married, channel my anger against his balls for an extended period.
Tonight he was getting undressed by the bed and I was stood on it, shoving my newly shaved cunny towards his face. As soon as his pants hit the floor my bare foot kicked his cock and balls, rapidly three times. As he recovered I laid down, and he knelt astride my right knee and took my left foot in his mouth. I fucked his mouth with it and drew my other leg up and kicked his testicles again - feeling how pathetically soft they were against the bones in my foot. We carried on doing this for a while, his whimpering wasn't too loud because my toes were jabbing his face and mouth, and then I placed my instep like a gag across his lips.
I then made him go down on me with his arse in the air, his hard cock and soft ball sack hanging invitingly between his legs. When I needed him to speed his tongue I kicked him harder. When I needed him to slow down my toes found his sack and pushed his balls away, stretching them out. You've no idea how much of a turn on it is to have him lick my slit while I show him how useless and painful his organs are. He gives me pleasure and I reward him with pain.
I held back as much as I could but eventually gave in to the increasingly powerful waves of pleasure, and pushed his head hard into me as I bucked upwards like a mare trying to unseat her rider. There were several waves to my orgasm and I could feel lots of cum dribbling out of me, and he was lapping it up like the dog he is. It was intense enough for me to piss myself a little bit, and I got him to lick it off my thighs. As I was recovering I saw him starting to stroke his penis and I told him he wasn't allowed. He would only be coming once tonight and I would be in charge of it.
We carried on for a couple of hours until I was spent, different ways of torturing him each time and a few more climaxes for me. When I was content I gave him a relatively plain footjob, my right rubbing him off while my left was squeezing his balls into his pelvis. I didn't want to give him any pleasure but I couldn't risk him leaving while horny, and pleasuring his wife with my labours.
Just before he got dressed I put my strappy sandals on and gave him one last hard kick, felling him. The leather straps give a sharp sting that's different to bare feet. He got dressed and I threw him out my flat to go back to his wife.
Now I'm watching the recordings on my phone, and frigging myself senseless. This room smells of sex, and it's wonderful!
I should explain, I'm F, divorced, 67, he's 57, married. We see each other about once each week. We're both pervy in our own ways, and we turn each other on with our debauchery and degenerate ideas. He's written some things on here so I thought I'd have a go. When he reads this he has to take a photo of his hard cock and send it to me.
So... He likes me to kick his nuts. Not too hard because it can be over too quickly, but enough for him to be in pain and recover for me to kick him again, and again, and again. Or I can use my sexy toes to squash his balls up into his pelvic bone. I don't want it to be over too quickly either. Sometimes I can use it as therapy and vent a lot of angst about his being married, channel my anger against his balls for an extended period.
Tonight he was getting undressed by the bed and I was stood on it, shoving my newly shaved cunny towards his face. As soon as his pants hit the floor my bare foot kicked his cock and balls, rapidly three times. As he recovered I laid down, and he knelt astride my right knee and took my left foot in his mouth. I fucked his mouth with it and drew my other leg up and kicked his testicles again - feeling how pathetically soft they were against the bones in my foot. We carried on doing this for a while, his whimpering wasn't too loud because my toes were jabbing his face and mouth, and then I placed my instep like a gag across his lips.
I then made him go down on me with his arse in the air, his hard cock and soft ball sack hanging invitingly between his legs. When I needed him to speed his tongue I kicked him harder. When I needed him to slow down my toes found his sack and pushed his balls away, stretching them out. You've no idea how much of a turn on it is to have him lick my slit while I show him how useless and painful his organs are. He gives me pleasure and I reward him with pain.
I held back as much as I could but eventually gave in to the increasingly powerful waves of pleasure, and pushed his head hard into me as I bucked upwards like a mare trying to unseat her rider. There were several waves to my orgasm and I could feel lots of cum dribbling out of me, and he was lapping it up like the dog he is. It was intense enough for me to piss myself a little bit, and I got him to lick it off my thighs. As I was recovering I saw him starting to stroke his penis and I told him he wasn't allowed. He would only be coming once tonight and I would be in charge of it.
We carried on for a couple of hours until I was spent, different ways of torturing him each time and a few more climaxes for me. When I was content I gave him a relatively plain footjob, my right rubbing him off while my left was squeezing his balls into his pelvis. I didn't want to give him any pleasure but I couldn't risk him leaving while horny, and pleasuring his wife with my labours.
Just before he got dressed I put my strappy sandals on and gave him one last hard kick, felling him. The leather straps give a sharp sting that's different to bare feet. He got dressed and I threw him out my flat to go back to his wife.
Now I'm watching the recordings on my phone, and frigging myself senseless. This room smells of sex, and it's wonderful!
# 82418 - by Sheryl / September 13, 2025
