Ya know… I used to think that getting hit in the crotch only hurt boys. Until an accident happened during soccer practice one day. When I was in high school I was apart of the soccer team and wasn’t half bad. I was still really scared of the balls though. I had been hit in the face too many times by a soccer ball that to this day I wonder why I didn’t stop playing if i kept getting into accidents. So one day when we were practicing and my friend called me in to play with her. They needed a goalie since one girl didn’t show up cause she was sick. I didn’t want to but she started bugging me over and over again and in the end I decided to. There was only about ten minutes of class left so why the heck not. Turns out they didn’t even really need me though cause the balls never made it to our half of the court except for the last minute of class where they managed to finally come to our side and I was not ready for it for two reasons. I was sitting on the ground and not even slightly paying attention and I was scared of the ball. A ball kicked right at your general direction really quickly is freaking scary i don’t care what anyone says. When I was sitting up I did it the way where you kinda push yourself up with your hands and kinda thrust your crotch up in the air. Not a good description but I hope you get the idea. Anyway while I was getting up the girl had kicked the ball right at me and it went straight for my groin. It stung like hell! Gosh it’s like i can still feel it now. the girl said she was sorry but couldn’t help but laugh at how ridiculous i looked when i just collapsed onto the floor and my friend was not much help either. She said she didn’t think that it would actually hurt and just kinda pet me like a little dog. I wanted to smack her so hard but just couldn’t focus. I was eventually brought to the nurse and got ice over my wounded spot and everyone kinda forgot. Except for me. and my friend. and the girl who hit me. we still remember
When I was 14, I had my eye on two guys.
The first was Alex. We grew up together. He was my age. We had been like brother and sister, but now we were looking at each other quite differently. Actually, we were distantly related. We shared the same great-great-grandfather, so we shared some blood but were distant enough to make a relationship OK. Alex also went to the same school as me, and even lived just a block away.
The other guy was Joe. He was a hunk at 16. He had a bad reputation for using girls, and I was warned about him. But with me he always acted like he loved and respected me. He admitted to his past, but told me in a very nice, soft way, that he would give up all other girls and just be with me if I agreed to be his girl.
Joe was also very good with math, which was my worse subject. He had been getting A’s in college level courses, so when he suggested I come by his house on a Saturday to have him help me with my math homework it seemed like a good idea. Well that Saturday, no one else was home. I went with him up to his room and we worked on my homework for almost two hours. After that I was pretty worn down. He told me to lay on his bed to rest, then he laid next to me.
I remember everything clearly. He gently ran his finger across my cheek saying how beautiful I was. He told me he wanted me and if I agreed then I would be the only girl in his life. He gently kissed me on the lips and put his arm around me. All my thinking went out the door. I told him yes, so he began to undress me.
Soon I was totally naked. I reminded Joe I was still a virgin, and he needed to be careful. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. I then asked if he had a condom. He said no, but would pull out before he came. I knew from health class this is not the best means of protection, but I agreed to let him have me.
It was terrible. He lowered his pants and his shorts. I could see he already had an erection, and it was huge. Without any foreplay, he spread my legs and then my pussy lips, and then shoved himself inside of me. I screamed from the pain, but he continued to bang me harder and harder. I screamed at him to please stop, but he continued. I said he was hurting me, and he said it was because it was my first time and not to worry about it. Then I felt a different sort of jerking inside of me. I may have been a virgin, but I could tell that he came inside me. As he pulled out, I could see I was bleeding. He just told me to go clean myself up in the bathroom.
I showered and then came back wrapped in a towel. I let the towel drop, not caring if he saw me or not, and quickly got dressed. I was afraid since he came inside me that I would get pregnant. He told me he couldn’t help it, and if I did get pregnant that I could get an abortion.
Next Monday at school, I tried to talk to Joe, but he ignored me. It was like that for the rest of the week. I woke up Friday morning to see a little blood on my panties. I knew I was having my period, and I was relived I wasn’t pregnant. I sought out Joe at school and told him. He really didn’t care. But what he did tell me hit me like a punch in the stomach. He said, “Will you piss off already? All I wanted was to bust your cherry. I did that. Now go away.”
I felt like shit. I felt like dirt. I had been used like some “thing,” and it hurt. After school, I decided to go over to Alex’ house. I wasn’t going to tell him what happened. I just needed to be with someone who actually did like me. But when Alex opened the door, he told me he heard about me and Joe. Joe had been bragging all over school about what he did to me. Alex said he was really disappointed in me. I started crying and told him I was sorry. I had made a big mistake. But Alex wasn’t interested. He was too hurt as well.
Now everyone in school knew that Joe had fucked me. That was embarrassing and humiliating. I suddenly realized that all that week people had been pointing at me and laughing. I didn’t think anything of it at the time. It was obvious the next week at school. Boys had labeled me an easy lay, and were asking me out obviously for that purpose. Girls who hated me called me a whore and a slut, even though most of them had been fucking guys long before I did. The only sympathy, if that is what you call it, came from girls who said I was an idiot. This kept up for week, but lessened after Joe started bragging about another girl he fucked. The incident was not totally forgotten until the beginning of the next school year.
Alex and I made up enough to become friends again, but there would be no chance of any romance between us. He soon started up with Amy, another girl in my school. She’s a nice person and I like her. I’m glad for Alex.
I didn’t get a real boyfriend until my senior year. He had transferred from another school. He also had a bad first time. That’s another story, but I’ll just say he unintentionally hurt a girl he liked due to his own immaturity. They later became friends, but he still feels badly. I told him about Joe. My boyfriend’s name is John, and we are still together. Six months into our relationship we began sleeping with each other. Sex with John is great. I just wish that he or Alex would have been my first rather than that dirtbag Joe. I have never forgiven Joe.
A few months ago I was at the beach, and right before leaving, I went into one of the stands where my ex-girlfriend works at (I’m a bisexual female). I was still angry at her over our relationship (She dumped me because I cheated on her, but she WAS a pain in the butt), so to try and get revenge I stole a bunch of things from her stand, stuck them under my boobs and in my bag and ran off. She chased me, and a beach security guard/policewoman saw me and also started chasing me. I saw a fence right in front of where my car was parked, if I could get over this fence, I was a free woman! If I couldn’t, jail awaited. I hopped on and tried to climb it. I was 99.999% sure I was getting over it once I got to the top, and I could feel my freedom being secured on I got over the first side, so I stood up, turned around and yelled “Bye, girls!” to the policewoman and my ex, blew them a kiss and wave and jumped off the fence. However, I did not jump far enough and my bikini panties got caught on the tip of the fence, leaving me dangling with a wedgie. I hung there trying to break free and tried everything. Once, I seriously even tried farting to blow the panties loose, but nothing worked, and my butt was immediately aching with pain. The officer climbed to the other side and helped me down, whilst my ex stood there laughing hysterically. I thought I had been punished enough after that humiliation, but the policewoman then said to me “Miss, you’re under arrest. Put your hands behind your back” and then *CLICK**CLICK* went the handcuffs. “You’ll be going to jail today for theft and this and that blah blah blah”. Later, my ex drew pictures of me dangling in pain and sent them to me when Â I was in jail, and my cellmate asked what it was about. I told her nothing, but she also saw the note on the back that explained what happened. She quickly told all the other girls how I got arrested and they died laughing. All my dignity was officially gone. My entire time there, I was known as “wedgie girl”. (Sorry for any English errors, I’m from a non English county in Europe, lol)
This happened about 6 months ago when I was playing games with my brother. We were playing Truth Or Dare, and my friend dared me to be naked for the rest of the game.
So it was my turn and I got dared to do a handstand (naked, of course). So I tried to but I couldn’t so my friend said, “Here, let me help you!” Of course he had a trick up his sleeve, but I didn’t think so yet.
There was I, upside-down, with my dick and balls dangling down like a punching bag, when he did it. He raised his hand up and before I could react, brought his hand down and smacked my balls as hard as he could. And there weren’t even clothes covering too!
I immediately crumpled up in pain, with a horrible feeling on my balls, while he just rolled over and laughed, saying, “Oh god I can’t believe you fell for it!”
But I had the last laugh. When he was taking a shower, I wore a cup (come on, I don’t want to get a nutshot again) and quietly opened the shower curtain. Then I stood a video camera, aiming it at his privates.
My bro didn’t see me, so I got out my hiking boot I took from the shoe cupboard and used it to whack his balls! He sat down, cupping his balls, while I was all laughing at his face, because I smacked his balls a ton harder than he smacked mine! And I have a video! HAHAHA!!!
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