Thecia's Lighter Side
STRAIGHT, TESTICLES
Thecia claims a prize. Fiction and not for minors.
Thecia‘s lighter side.

My name is Thecia and I’m a 31 year old female “Cutter.” As most of you know,
I write stories to be posted at EA. All of my stories have a grain of truth in
them.

I have a rule that does not allow me to meet, phone or cut anyone from this
website. It’s just too risky. Please respect this rule.

I travel for my job a lot. For the last month or so I found myself home in
Dallas.

My friend Patti and I went out clubbing last Saturday to blow off a little
steam. After a couple of clubs we ended up at Club Babalu on McKinney Avenue.
As always I wore a wig and kept out of the security cameras. We danced with a
few guys including a guy named Ted, who just exuded confidence, he was a
taller guy with a great body. Patti seemed to latch onto his wingman, Frank.
Both men were “keepers.”

Let me say that Patti is a size queen. If a guy is not swinging a rolling pin
size dick he’s history with her. In her shy manner she took Frank aside (we
could still hear her) and said, “Tell my about your dick.” She made it clear
that if he lied to her, he wasn’t getting a sniff. In the end I guess he
didn’t measure up because she walked away from him.

Ted and I went to another bar in McKinney for a night cap. He was so cocky and
sure of himself that he actually pissed me off. A plan slowly formed in my
little mind.

We went to a local motel, I stayed in the car as he signed in and we went in
the back to the room. There were no cameras in that area.

We made out on the bed with our hands all over each other, as if by magic our
clothes disappeared. He was magnificent, toned and powerful without being over
muscled. When I got to his package I actually said,”Oh my god.” Patti didn’t
know what she missed. He had to have eight or nine inches and it was as thick
as my wrist. I knew from experience that I couldn’t handle all that, but I
intended to try. His big balls were like fat lemons and hung low. I had to
have it, I went down on him like a starving monkey on a banana. I mouthed his
big balls, one at a time as I could never get both in my mouth at the same
time. I played with his helmet and licked his shaft from all sides. Finally I
took that massive knob into my mouth and felt the powerful pulse begin. He
just kept cumming and cumming, I didn’t count but it must have been nine or
tine full spurts.

He softened a bit but was back rock hard in seconds. He tossed me around like
a rag doll. He bent me over the bed and fucked me from behind. Then missionary
style and from there to cowgirl. From that position he put his hands under my
ass and jerked himself off using my body. I weigh 120 pounds but he lifted me
up and down like I was his fist. Before he came he turned me around and as I
sat on his face I took his oversized cock back into my mouth. When he got
close to cumming he turned me around again and I caught his second huge load
in my pussy. By this time I had cum three or four times and I was ready for a
nap.

We rested for a few minutes as I massaged his wonderful balls. His semi-hard
dick grew before my eyes. I said, “fun time” and pulled the nylon rope from my
bag. He looked surprised for a minute, but then smiled.

I tied his arms and legs securely to the metal bed frame. His big dick stood
up like a flag pole. I climbed on in a reverse cowgirl position, my pussy was
so wet and cum filled that he slid in easily. I could only take about half of
his huge dick, because it hit bottom and hurt. After a minute or so I slid
back into sixty nine. He didn’t seem to mind his own cum oozing out into his
mouth. I came a minute or so before he did, again he filled my mouth with that
thick rich cum. It was wonderful. I learned that he didn’t mind a sno ball, so
I kissed him full on the mouth with his own load still there. He lapped it up
like a hungry dog. My pussy fully ached from the pounding I received from that
oversized tool.

He had a good last lay, now it was time for me to claim my prize.

I slipped a ball gag in his mouth, he allowed it as he still believed it was
part of the kinky fun.

I taped his now soft big dick to his belly and retrieved the scalpel from my
bag, that little “clubbing” bag had nothing else in it but my tools. I bathed
his nutsack in betadine to sterilize it. I slit his bag, took out his doomed
nuts, tied them off and snipped them all in the span of five minutes. He was
trying to scream but the ball gag did its thing. Of course I had to hold the
dying orbs by their cords and swing them in his face…imp that I am.

I walked to where I had stashed my car. I drove to the C & B barbeque in Allen
and had a rack of ribs. Deballing always makes me hungry.

The next morning I was back on a jet to NJ for my job. I planned to have this
magnificent set sun dried in Mexico, encase them I acrylic and use them for
Christmas decorations.

Respectfully submitted.

Thecia

  

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