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The pervert! Things were going normally but I did notice an unusual twist in the road that I had become totally alienated from having a normal sex life. I found many ball vids and stories that I loved. It made me wonder what was really going on in women's minds about balls as I'm sure much stories were made up by guys. I could perhaps "string " together some real life facts. One vid I liked was a Tgirl engaged in a BDSM activity, first binding the guy down and taking off her black knickers and tying up his nuts with them before sucking his balls deep into her mouth and manipulating them. We could see that her movements exactly matched his reaction. I noticed how clean shaven he was and was keen to reproduce some of what he was feeling. But to do it properly I had to get some girls knickers. This proved to be awkward at my first attempts. There was a row of them in the shop right next to the mens stuff and it would be simple just to stuff some in my pocket to avoid any looks from the checkout girl. But stealing was not my thing and I decided I had to think about it more so I just took the Tee shirt over to the counter. A girl customer was there already with a bundle of clothes getting checked and even had some small sexy item. It got special attention being put in a nice shiny pink paper bag from under the counter. The checkout girl flicked me a cute grin and I realized I knew her. She was from my own nearby town. She had the most gorgeous expressive brown eyes and beautifully manicured<b> fingernails. </font></b>But I did get what I wanted from a trip to the city and couldn't wait to get home to tie up my nuts with them and watch the vid. It was superb and felt amazing against my skin as I had shaved everything off. I found that I could achieve the most amazing ball feeling by going for a bike ride around the forest just wearing a pair of shorts and a Tee with my nuts tied comfortably by that female garment. A little daringly I stopped off at the local cafe to get a drink. I was the only customer and sat down to enjoy my drink. The lady who served it to me was a mature women and she came over for a chat and pulled out a chair right in front of me. This distressed me a little as my shorts were quite short and I didn't want her to see my clean shaven ball sack. She had a purpose on her mind and she related her story about there being a pervert sneaking around town at night for a few peeps at the girls who lived here. This may well have been a warning but I wasn't the pervert. I enjoyed her mannerisms and the way she breathed and took puffs of her cigarette. All this as my tied up balls were giving me a delirious pain. Then she described what she would do with him if she caught him. He'd be tied up and have his balls beaten before they'd be dropped out to jangle by their strings! OMG if I cracked one now she was in the perfect spot to see everything through the thin material of my shorts. I noticed her eyes shift there and felt the beginnings of a hard on. I decided I had to get out but any movement would make my balls fall from out of the fabric. "I have to go " I told her as I began the perilous first movements. By the time I got to the door I already had a stiff and got out and quickly clambered onto my bike for the ride home. My erection had tightened the bindings around my balls to a painful extent and it was both joy and humiliation that I felt, but I did learn more about women's approach to balls. 
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9/16/2021 3:14 pm |
The pervert was caught in the act and was driven out of town by all the taunting.
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9/17/2021 5:11 am |
nice i think i need to try that on my old balls and go out see just what happens as i have never done that yet maybe i can run into a women like u did and see where it goes 1209655
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9/17/2021 2:43 pm |
nice i think i need to try that on my old balls and go out see just what happens as i have never done that yet maybe i can run into a women like u did and see where it goes 1209655
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