so I'm at this family get-together and it's the usual boring stuff until my cousin's friend shows up. Let's call him Jake. I always thought there's something about him that screams he's into some dirty shit. We start chatting, and as the night goes on, the conversation gets more intense. He confesses he's into ballbusting, and I'm instantly intrigued because I've been exploring this kink myself.

We sneak away from the crowd, finding a quiet spot in the backyard. He stands against the wall of the shed, spreading his legs slightly. I can see the bulge in his jeans, and it's turning me on. I run my hands up his thighs, feeling his muscles tense under my touch. I cup his balls through his jeans, squeezing them gently at first, then harder. He groans softly, his head falling back against the wall.

"You like that, don't you?" I whisper in his ear, my voice low and sultry. He nods, his breath coming faster. I start slapping his balls lightly, just enough to make him gasp. Then I dig my nails in, twisting and pulling, feeling his balls squirm under my touch. He's moaning, his body shaking, but his cock is rock hard, straining against his jeans.

I lean in, my breath hot on his ear. "I'm gonna fucking stomp on your balls," I whisper. He groans, nodding, ready for more. I step back, lift my foot, and bring it down hard on his balls. He lets out a deep, guttural groan, his body convulsing.

I stomp again and again, each time harder than the last. I can feel his balls under my foot, and it's making me so fucking wet. I'm grinding against his leg, my pussy throbbing with desire. "You like that, you fucking slut?" I hiss, my voice filled with dirty lust.

He's a mess now, sweating and shaking, but his cock is still hard as a rock. I give one final, brutal stomp, and he cums, his body spasming, his load soaking through his jeans. I step back, admiring my handiwork, my heart racing, my pussy dripping.

I lean in, kiss him hard on the mouth, tasting his sweat and desire. "Thank you for letting me crush your fucking balls," I whisper, before walking away, leaving him there, spent and satisfied, as I go back to the party, ready to find my next fucking victim.