25F Treated my BF the way he wanted.
I’m 25F. weeks ago my boyfriend asked me to try ballbusting for the first time. I was curious, a little nervous. It turned out better than either of us expected. It has been in my mind ever since. When I told him I wanted to do it again, his eyes lit up.
That night after my workout I texted him and went straight over. The second I stepped into his room he was already on me shoving me against the wall, kissing me deep and desperate. I slid one knee between his thighs and pressed it firmly against the hard line of his cock. The soft, moan that left his throat went straight to my clit. I felt myself get wet just from that single noise.
I pulled back enough to look at him.
“Want to try something new this time?”
He nodded fast, already breathing hard. “Yeah...”
I told him to stand still and open his legs wide. Then I gave him my knee up hard into his balls. The impact was clean and solid. His knees buckled instantly and he dropped to the floor with a hard groan.. I murmured a soft “sorry” but had an evil smile in my mind.... His cock was standing thicker and red than I’d ever seen.
He was on all fours, ass up, forehead pressed to the floor. I moved behind him, and gave a soft kick between his legs from the rear. He gasped and his whole body. My foot was stained from his thick precum..
I took him up by the hair, threw him onto the bed, and yanked his shorts down. Gave a good hard spank to his ass then I squeezed one cheek roughly, digging my nails in just enough to make him flinch. I flipped him onto his back, got on top, and pinned both wrists above his head.
I spread his thighs wide with my knees and began to slowly knee his balls.... And asked him
“You like this ??
His cheeks were flushed, eyes glassy and wet. He nodded.
I gave his face sharp slap and brushed my thumb across his lips.
“Want Mommy to go harder?”
His voice cracked. “Yeahhh… please…”
I leaned down so my mouth was right against his ear.
“Then beg for it.”
“Please… harder…”
I smiled, shifted my weight, and started grinding the soft heat between my legs against the base of his cock...The friction made my clit throb. I was soaked. Every time he whimpered, the sound went straight through me.
Then I lifted up, lined him up, and sank down onto his cock in one hard motion. I rode him fast and deep for a few fierce seconds hips slamming down, taking every inch while he stretched me open from below, thrusting up hard to meet me. I grabbed a handful of his hair and yanked his head back, biting down on the side of his neck and sucking hard enough to leave a dark mark, tasting the salt of his skin as he groaned and pushed even deeper into me.
I pulled off him just as suddenly, still dripping, and wrapped my hand around his slick cock. I stroked him fast and rough, shaking him while his whole body tensed and trembled under me. His back arched. His wrists strained against my grip. He came in thick, heavy ropes four, five, messy across his stomach, my hand, even up onto his chest while I kept working him through it until he was twitching and oversensitive.
I climbed off slowly, pulled my clothes back on, and looked down at him still panting on the sheets, cum on his skin.
“Clean this shit up before your mama sees it.”
Then I left, thighs still slick, the power of it still there under my skin the whole way home.
I really enjoyed being bossy on bed.