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My unusual sexual preferences 

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This post was last edited by Brave Little Deer on 2017-08-11 at 14:42.



I believe everyone has their own unique sexual fetishes. Some people like to bite a woman's shoulder during orgasm, some like to slap a woman's buttocks during sex, and some like to grab a woman's breasts forcefully. My fetish is rather unique; I like mild masochism, especially when my testicles are tightly bound.

I. A Soul-Pounding Grip
Once, we were embracing and kissing in the woods, her hand constantly groping for my genitals. Because it was summer, I was only wearing shorts, and she could definitely feel the outline of my penis. I also reached for her breasts. She became increasingly aroused, her hand sliding down my waist and into my underwear, secretly exploring until she grasped my testicles. In that instant, I felt a tingling sensation throughout my body, losing all strength. Even kissing became stiff, and I suddenly felt that masturbation and sex were nothing compared to this. That one grasp felt like my life was in her hands. She noticed my change, blinked, and said, "So you like this," then gripped the base of my scrotum with her thumb and forefinger, her entire palm enveloping my testicles, gently pressing them with her palm, her little fingertips drawing circles on them. "Does it feel good?" "Mmm," I almost cried out in pleasure. She gently increased the pressure, her playful eyes smiling as she asked, "How about this?" I felt her gripping my testicles tightly, as if she were squeezing my heart. At that moment, a thought suddenly popped into my head: "Please, squeeze my testicles harder," but I didn't say it aloud, afraid she'd think I was a pervert. Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, but she began to pull downwards from the base of my scrotum, her fingers tightening even more. She brought her mouth close to my ear and whispered something I'll never forget: "Darling, let me crush them, okay?" My resolve crumbled instantly, and I said yes. She pretended to ponder, whispering in my ear, "What to do? I really want to crush them, but I need to keep them to get me pregnant. If we get married and have kids, I'll crush them to prevent you from cheating." As she spoke, she slightly loosened her grip on my testicles, while her other hand reached into my underwear and began stroking my penis. Half a minute later, I ejaculated.

Later, we still didn't keep our promise and ended up in bed. Every time we made love, I would kiss her while I was on top, and she would reach out and grasp my drooping testicles, squeezing them lightly and firmly. When she was aroused, she would pinch the base of my scrotum tightly, just like the first time, and I would instantly stiffen and reach peak arousal. As our understanding deepened, she realized that my testicles weren't so easily crushed, so she squeezed harder and harder, even pinching the base of my scrotum with both hands, like crushing a walnut. When aroused, she would ramble on, "I can't wait for you to get me pregnant, I'm going to crush your manhood to pieces right now," and I would instantly ejaculate all over her.


II. After the Breakup, the Inner Demon Escalated

Not long after, for some inexplicable reason, we broke up. After the breakup, I often missed the ecstatic feeling of her holding and kneading my testicles, a feeling that nothing could compare to sex or masturbation. Later, I started trying to tie a rope around the base of my scrotum, tightly binding my testicles until the skin of my scrotum swelled and shone. Then, I gripped my testicles with one hand and masturbated with the other. I felt like I was back to being held by Peter Pa, but without the warmth of her small hands, it wasn't quite as pleasurable.
Five minutes later, she came in with a box and asked me, "Boss, where do you want me to start with you?" Without hesitation, I said, "Your balls." She smiled mischievously and said, "No way, I'm going to fuck your ass first." I got excited. She took out a long, thin vibrator with a hook on the head and said, "See this? I'm going to insert this all the way into your ass. This hook will press on your prostate, turn on the vibration, and in less than two minutes, you'll experience a woman's continuous, intense orgasm." Hearing this, I couldn't wait any longer. She put on gloves, applied lubricant, and inserted a finger into my anus. Once it was sufficiently lubricated, she slowly inserted the vibrator. I felt a sharp rod pressing against the area below my navel; that must be my prostate. "It's starting," she said, turning on the remote. I instantly felt vibrations inside me. At first, there was no obvious sensation, but after a minute, I felt a certain point inside me start to heat up, tingling, and then an indescribable pleasure surged through me. I started to gasp for breath like a woman in orgasm, my whole body experiencing intense, continuous spasms. Then, I felt a hand gripping the base of my scrotum—that feeling I hadn't felt in so long. Then a cold, hard iron clamp was firmly placed around the base of my scrotum. "Boss, here it is," she said. With that, she grabbed my already taut testicles with one hand. "Push!" "I said. She indeed increased her pressure. I must say, the strength of someone who's trained in massage is incredible; a pressure ten times more brutal than Peter Pan's assault washed over me, and I couldn't hold back any longer, my semen gushing out instantly.

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