Continued from PART 4:

https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/18un3lc/the_ballbusting_cheerleading_sisters_part_4/

The three teenagers, startled by the return of Ms. Taylor jumped to their feet. They quickly straightened up their clothes and hair and Scotty tossed the cum filled tissues into the trash. Alexia noticing that Scotty's t-shirt had some fairly obvious wet stains, quickly retrieved his hoody and tossed it at him as her mom called downstairs, "Girls, are you down there?"

McKayla laughed as Scotty struggled to get his hoody on, he looked terrified. She yelled up to Ms. Taylor, "Ya mom! We'll be right up!". She teased the neighbour, "She's not our jealous boyfriend! She's our mom! She's not going to beat you up!"

Scotty had never had a relationship with this level of sexual activity, and he was very worried that their mother would not approve of him being alone in the basement together. He'd planned to be gone by the time she arrived back, but she wasn't gone very long.

Alexia was thinking along the same lines, "Why's she home already?" she asked her older sister.

The trio headed upstairs, McKayla in the lead, followed by Alexia, with Scotty taking up the rear. As they came up the stairs, Scotty could see their mother, still decked out in clubbing attire. Her deadly, thigh high leather boots with 5" heels stomped over to the living room liquor cabinet. She looked irritated by something as she flew past, heading back to the kitchen where she grabbed a shot glass for her bottle of vodka.

Scotty couldn't help but notice she looked similar to his video game crush, Tonya Blade. She was 5'9", fit as could be, and insanely hot. Ms. Taylor was a younger mother, having had McKayla when she was just 16 years old, she was still a very in shape 36 year old. Scotty wondered if her massive breast popping out from her halter top were real.

Ms. Taylor filled the shot glass, and immediately snapped it down her throat. Turning to see her two daughters, she suddenly remembered the boy from next door was visiting. He looked incredibly guilty, like a puppy who just got caught eating the family's dinner. "What have you kids been doing?" she asked, cocking her eyebrows at the guilty boy.

Scotty went bright red with embarrassment, and stuttered with his words. "We - we were just, like hanging out -" He tried looking their mother in her eyes but as she stood there, one hand on her hip, wearing her dominating pair of boots, she towered over him and was very intimidating. Without even realizing it, his eyes lowered and seemed to stay rested on her boobs which were at his natural eye level. The three blonde hotties laughed at his pathetic response.

Alexia encouraged him, "Scotty, our Mom is cool! Stop being so weird!"

Ms. Taylor snickered as she placed the empty shot glass back on the kitchen counter, "It's actually okay! Your friend staring at my tits for 5 seconds is probably the most excitement your Momma's gunna get tonight!"

McKayla walked over to her mom, "What happened? I thought you were meeting with what's his name tonight?"

"Steve!", Ms. Taylor reminded her. "Ya, we were suppose to go dancing. I was so excited to finally get out and meet some fresh meat in this town, but when I walked into the club he had his tongue down some hussy's throat!"

The girls gasped in empathy for their mom. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" exclaimed Alexia.

"He was a douche bag anyway!" added McKayla. "You should have booted his balls down his throat!" (she grinned over at Scotty who went bright red, and sunk back into a corner).

Ms. Taylor nodded her head in agreement, "I'm telling you girls, I just about did! I was so bloody pissed, I needed to come straight home or I swear I would have castrated that mother fuck-", she paused to pour another shot, and then caught eyes with the boy from next door. He looked uncomfortable as all hell. "Sorry hun, I'm going to scare your new friend away. I'm not usually like this!" She turned back to her daughters, "But yes, damn, I kind of regret not giving him a good kick with these babies," she looked down with pride at her newest boots, before looking back to Alexia and McKayla, "Now I've got rage build up!". She was half joking as she stomped her heel on the ground in anger, but there was true frustration in this woman.

Scotty stared from the corner of the room, trying to analyze this amazing family. Clearly, McKayla and Alexia got their wild, adventurous, over-active sex drive from their mother. All three of them oozed horniness, but it wasn't just your everyday, horny triple team of drop dead blondes. They also emanated a darker, meaner edginess. Ms. Taylor was a confident, powerful woman, who mixed her sexiness with disciplined training. Actively working out at the gym and Krav Maga to stay in peak physical condition at all times. She was beautiful, but dangerous. The sisters clearly had a sadistic side to them, and Ms. Taylor must have been where it was born.

Scotty snapped out his trance when Alexia made the outrageous suggestion, "Mom, if you still want to release that frustration, we can lend you Scotty?"

McKayla and Ms. Taylor burst out laughing, and once more, Scotty blushed with embarrassment. Despite the threat, his cock twitched back to life, as a semi-erection formed in his boxers. The boldness of his younger friend, who only a few minutes ago had brought him so much pleasure was already offering him like a toy to her own mother! He immediately guessed where the conversation was headed, and he was both nervous and excited. McKayla added, "He's been telling us all night that he has Balls of Steel. Can you believe that?"

Ms. Taylor looked the boy up and down, as she considered what her daughters were suggesting. The boy was built fairly well, he had a handsome face, and when she glanced down at his crotch she guessed he had a decent set of equipment. To her surprise, beneath his thin track pants she could clearly see his cock twitch. In excitement? Her skilled eyes watched as his erection grew, almost as if she was magically making him hard with telepathy. He appeared to be well hung, and she wondered if he knew how to use it. Ms. Taylor gave her head a shake realizing she'd been staring the teenagers package for a few seconds too long. There was a tingle of sexual excitement between her legs as her pussy grew warm and wet at the thought of unleashing a devastating kick right through this innocent young mans testicles.

"Seriously mom, this couldn't be a more perfect situation!" Alexia continued. "You have rage that needs to be released, and Scotty has balls that need to be tested!" The girls laughed mischievously, not letting Ms. Taylor know that they had been "tested" quite enough for one night.

Ms. Taylor laughed, and shrugged off the idea as she shot back the 2nd vodka. She stepped up onto a tall kitchen stool, and sat her fantastic bottom down. Planting one boot on the stools foot rest, she crossed her legs, showing off her footwear. Her eyes glistened with a bit of intoxication, and a bit of lust. She ran her manicured hands and nails up and down the leather of her thigh high boot as she considered her options. "Girls! I'm not going to break your new friend! He's not that jerk Steve from the club! He's just an innocent young man. Plus, I'm twice his age!"

Scotty's mind raced.

Is there actually a chance Ms. Taylor could bust me tonight? She seems to be seriously considering it.

Would she offer pleasure as well, the way her daughters did?

Her tits are Amazing! I just want an excuse to grab them!

"All Nuts deserve to be kicked mom! You know that!" McKayla urged her on.

Ms. Taylor looked again at the boy, he was so cute; hypnotized by her breasts. She blushed at the sight of his cock bursting through his pants, as if tucking it up could some how hide his massive junk. She was so tempted, but could she really do it?

"Sweetie?", Ms. Taylor purred, "Would you be kind enough to let me kick you in the balls?" she couldn't believe the words coming out of her own mouth.

At first, Scotty thought he'd misheard Ms. Taylor.

Was this really happening?

He gulped, having a bit of a frog in the throat, his mind struggled to come up with an answer that wasn't too pathetic or desperate sounding. "If you need to release your anger Ms. Taylor, then I'll do my best to help", he replied, slowly gaining some confidence.

The three Taylor women all cheered in unison, Ms. Taylor smiling the widest. Something about busting a boy half her age was sexy. It was forbidden. It was taboo and naughty. Yet at the same time the eight inches of man meat pointing right at her made her feel like she was indeed entitled to crack this boys eggs.

Alexia stirred the pot, "Mom, honestly he's been telling us how tough his balls are all night - ", McKayla chimed in, "And the other day he called Alexia and I sluts!"

Ms. Taylors mouth dropped open, and she glared daggers at Scotty. For a split second she looked legitimately furious. Men calling women sluts or bitches was a touchy thing for their mom, in fact it infuriated her. Obviously, it seemed as though the neighbour had said it as a joke, as the girls were hanging with him, but still, anytime a man used the term bitch she would see RED. "I'm surprised you didn't already crush his balls yourselves!?" she asked her daughters. McKayla and Alexia laughed like hyena's and their mom realized that they likely had "tested" these young nuts to some degree already. Ms. Taylor grinned mischievously, "Girls! What did you do?!"

McKayla exploded with giggles as she remembered the pain the two had already asserted on his man bits. Alexia smirked, "We might have accidentally punched and kneed him in the junk the other day".

McKayla piped in, "and maybe we stomped them before you got home tonight... Just a little!" The girls exploded in laughter.

Ms. Taylor was thrilled. She looked back at Scotty, almost as if she were impressed. "Did he like it?"

Scotty shook his head no. McKayla added, "I don't know if he liked it or hated it, but he loved how it ended!"

Ms. Taylor wanted to high five her daughters, she was such a proud momma. Like any mother, she loved to see some of herself in her daughters, and memories of her earlier high school ballbusting experiences ran through her mind. At a young age she'd discovered how funny it was to target her brothers balls. She was the middle child with both one older and one younger brother, and targeting their groins became a weekly necessity. From there her fascination continued into school where many of her friends (and victims) in grade school and high school referred to her as Ballbusting Stacey. Her fetish peaked in her 20s, when she'd dived deeper into S&M and Femdom. Perhaps it was her ex-husbands unwillingness to let her go Full Force on his balls which led to their divorce. Over the last few years, she'd put more time and energy into raising her two amazing daughters, and less focus on her own desires. This family development was the best thing she could have hoped for.

Ms. Taylor could not stop the pride from radiating from her smiling mouth. "Girls! I'm thrilled you've learned to really show boys that Women are the Superior sex, but I also noticed he's still standing...I don't think you did it correctly!" she gave her young neighbour an evil glare that made his knees wobbly.

The sisters were equally happy with how things were playing out. They had half joked earlier about how their sexy momma could ruin his genitals with ease, but they had no idea she'd really be up for it! Ms. Taylor always seemed willing and happy to give a man a good sack-tap if he deserved it, and occasionally she shared her stories from Krav Maga class where she'd kicked men so hard she'd broke their cup! The two girls had begged to join the class but their cheerleading schedule wouldn't accommodate.

"Stand over here," Ms. Taylor motioned to Scotty to stand in front of the stool where she sat. "Let's see how tough you are!"

Scotty tucked his stiffening cock up into his waistband. Clearly, the Taylor ladies all knew he was hard at this point, but if he was taking a boot to the balls he wanted to make sure his hard dick wouldn't be broken from the impact. He gingerly stepped up to Ms. Taylor, who was perched high on her stool.

Ms. Taylor looked down slightly at him (the way she liked it). Her green eyes pierced his as she smiled sadistically into the eyes of her newest victim. She planted her boots firmly on the floor between his legs, leaning forward she pulled his legs apart with her hands. Climbing back onto the stool, she again crossed her right leg over the left and angled herself sideways so her boot dangled just inches from his most vulnerable parts.

Scotty could smell the leather of her boot, and feel the smooth, hard texture as McKayla and Alexia's mom rubbed the instep up his inner legs, ending ceremoniously with a light THWAP into his dangling orbs. Ms. Taylor bit her bottom lip playfully, and glanced up at Scotty's face to see if he experienced much pain.

"POP" she teased looking down at him with her devilish smile.

The light kick caused him to wince just slightly, but she wasn't done. With her kicking leg crossed over the other (which was planted firmly on the stools foot rest), she could use her base knee as a fulcrum to extend her right leg up with plenty of pressure. At the gym, she performed isolated quad extensions and was able to lift 100lbs for multiple reps with one leg, she wondered if the young boys package could withstand that pressure! She followed through after the kick extending her leg pushing the instep of her boot up and through his balls. She loved feeling the weight of his manhood so delicately and defencelessly being squashed as her quad flexed. She toyed with Scotty, like a cat with her prey. She would extend her leg, the instep of the boot compressing his balls between his body, and then eased off, letting them drop back down for a moment of relief. Over and over she pumped him, compressing his testicles and releasing them, compress, release.

Squash, Crush, Squash, Crush, Squash, Crush!

It wasn't anywhere near as destructive as her kicks, knees or dreaded Grab Twist and Pull, but it certainly let Scotty know that she was in control.

"Harder than that!" the girls encouraged. They began bouncing up and down, becoming a cheerleading duo for their dominant momma.

Ms. Taylor allowed his nuts to decompress as she skillfully ran her boot up and down his inner legs again, seducing him before she brought it back down, dangling it just below his crotch. She cocked it back, ready for another kick.

As an experienced ballbuster she took the time to wait for his eyes to make contact with hers before she unleashed a harder kick up into his balls again.

THWAP!

"POP!" she teased again, smiling seductively as Scotty lurched forward in pain. Again, she kept the upward pressure of her booted instep pushed into his balls and began pumping and squashing him with skilled control.

Scotty's cock was hard as a rock. Every pump into his balls actually felt rather pleasurable, and it was only her kicks that really stung with pain.

A third time, she ran her boot up and down his inner legs, seductively grinding the leather into his man meat and when it looked as though it might erupt she'd remove her boot from his groin (removing the pleasure). Then she'd cock her leg back, preparing for another kick (always harder than the previous one). Again, she would wait until he looked up at her eyes before burying her boot deep into this crotch with a forceful kick.

THUMP!

She playfully announced "POP!" with an evil grin to her daughters.

This was the ultimate pleasure for Ms. Taylor, bringing a man to the edge, and then denying him by busting his balls. Her daughters cheered on, encouraging her to go Harder and HARDER and Bust those Balls! But the more seasoned ballbuster knew that balls needed to be tested, toughened up, and teased. The build up and the denial would be more satisfying than just one or two ball destroying kicks...

Ms. Taylor continued her routine three or four more times, each time getting harder with her pressure pumps and harder with her kicks. As she wrapped up the final round of compression pumps, she saw his massive cock quivering with pleasure, and for a moment she feared he was going to allow himself to cum. She couldn't allow that, and in her most powerful kick yet grasped the arm rest of the stool for stability, before extending up and out driving her kick right between his legs with a loud "POP!". The heavy, leather instep completely crushed his balls against his pelvic bone, and the sheer power of her kick drove him up onto his tippy toes before he crumpled to the floor.

Scotty let out a scream as his balls felt as though they'd exploded between his legs. His legs lost all strength, and he dropped to his knees at the feet of the laughing Taylor girls. Ms. Taylor knew the kick, despite being less than half of her full power, was enough to stop his orgasm immediately, and she felt waves of arousal and lust as her pussy became wet with anticipation of more.

Continued in Part 6:

https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1aeetnk/the_ballbusting_cheerleading_sisters_part_6_dont/