Ball Busters!

Ball Busters! - Chapter 3: Teenage Kicks

The rest of the Knutsons' senior year in high school was a true awakening for the triplets, and a blur as they leapt back into their old ball-busting habit.

Kicking boys' gonads wasn't just a game, anymore! It turned them on so much that it was practically a part of their sexual identity now, and they were bound together by this secret self-knowledge. Because how could the rest of society ever understand something like that?

The first time each sister got her first good kick in years and years, with a foot wedged into a boy's crotch, time stood still and the world just made sense again!

The day after their chat with Mommy, any young man hoping to "get it in" with one of the Knutsons could first expect a test of "testicular fortitude," before they'd let him take them out on a Friday night.

It wasn't as though they were asking for a display of godlike strength, or anything. All they wanted to know was if a potential suitor could survive just one swift kick to the crotch.

They were also required to abstain from jacking off for a month, so their plums were plump and all ready for juicing!

SWOOSH!!! THWACKKKK!!!!

And if he was still standing, afterwards?

Then, the Knutsons would consider a date.

If any other girls at their high school had demanded such a crazy challenge, no young man would've been crazy enough to subject themselves to such potentially fatal damage to their junk!

But, being the hottest girls in town, lusted after by boys and teachers and parents alike, kicking guys' gonads was just something they could still get away with after all these years! Besides, it was consensual, and many of their classmates still remembered the girls' history of nut-busting back in elementary school, making their resumed activities seem semi-normal. Normal for the Knutsons, anyway.

Male students were plenty forgiving, with the promise of prime Knutson pussy awaiting those strong enough to survive. The sisters weren't teases, after all. They enjoyed themselves with any hot guys who could pass "The Test," as they now called the new Busting Game. There just weren't too many who could!

It was never hard for the triplets to "get in the mood" after a good crotch-stomping. The hardest part was the waiting, for the recently-busted boy to recover!

A good kick to the groin was foreplay, so far as the sisters were concerned. If any guy could take more than one kick to the balls at a go, the girls would be frisky enough worship his cock all night! But, that was rare. Their feet were just too fierce. When female foot met male nuts over and over again, each sister felt those vibrations shooting up her leg from the bottom of her sole, straight into her pulsing pussy.

KRUNCH!! THWUMP!!! KRACKKKK!!!!!

Sophie in particular was very happy with how The Test had transformed her dating life, as she was soon catching up with her sisters for cute male attention. She discovered she didn't mind sucking cock, as it brought her right up close to a boys' bruised balls, where she could inspect the swelling she'd caused them.

The young men were happy, too, to watch Sophie's big round glasses sliding down her nose while she fucked him with her face, they barely put up resistance when the cocksucking brainiac sometimes slurped one of their orbs between her back teeth, and just squeezed on it a bit. Sometimes it got them rock hard with terror! It always took a lot of self-control for Sophie not to simply burst their balls open and feel them ooze into her mouth like ripe cherries.