Ballbusting Story Novels & Stories

I giggled. ~ “No fucking way,” Beau shook his head in disbelief when I pocketed the last striped ball. “No fucking way did you get every damn ball in a single turn.” Boyd was scowling at the table, down to just his tank and boxer briefs.

"It seems to them, Ate Agnes." "Do they have proof that it's theirs?" he asked. "No! B-they just snatched your ball from me! P-I bounced and then they suddenly came. I held it and then they suddenly k-took my hand. Then they turned around, then I chased them, then I took the ball again , then they took my k-hand again, then like that again! Then Buchu and I kidnapped again, then they didn't let go, then we fought. Then n-we all fell down. Then we didn't get the ball, because n-they're running away. " Noah's consecutive and breathless explanation, he still looks like a child who is grumbling and complaining. "Noah, calm down."

Wanted to think that my family and Damian and the few supporters I had left were enough. But three clients lost. Magazine features pulled. Launch events canceled. The backlash was real. And it was brutal. And the truth, the insane, complicated, too-crazy-to-believe truth, might not be enough to stop it. "We need to fight back," Bella said again. "I know. But how?" I looked at her helplessly. "How do we fight back when the truth sounds too crazy? When no one will believe it?" Bella didn't have an answer. Neither did I.

she claimed with a backup sentence, still not listening to her brother. "Mummy said that we should try to be gentle whenever we are in public places," he reminded her. "I am so bored……." Autumn dragged her last sentence still playing with the small ball nonchalantly, and it slipped from her hand immediately and bounced on the floor before rolling away. Quickly, she ran after the ball without thinking twice and witnessed her ball halt at the foot of someone. She did not mind and bent to pick the ball up while holding the trousers of the man before her for support, before she raised her eyes to see the huge man standing in front of her.

"Come again your highness?" "No need to kill him but I want him to hurt at the very least." "CRUSH HIS BALLS!" "Jared While I usually appreciate your efforts and you have a good eye at finding women, but your obsession with smashing balls is becoming concerning. Hell he was not even the one to kick you." Halbert looked at his assistant with a raised eyebrow. Ever since Elise drop kicked him in the balls he wants to crush the balls of the guy that had been with them as if it was going to effect the girl who did it. Although he did hit Jared a few times too.

Suddenly, the cute pink ball appeared as if it was a cursed ball, and the person who received it immediately pushed it to the person next to her, and the ball continued to pass from one hand to another as Karl said earlier. Jessica had her turn to hold the ball, but nothing happened before she handed it over to her assistant who was standing next to her. Her assistant looked frightened as she hurriedly pushed the ball to another person standing next to her, and the ball continued to move until something suddenly popped out from within it.

I made the shot and faced him fully, “but I guess I’ll have to see for myself if it's just false propaganda.” Blake didn't say a peep, he just grabbed the ball and threw it at the hoop with a force that almost sent the pole into the ground. Well, at least now I knew he was definitely hoarding some anger. “I think we're done here, we should go in and freshen up,” he turned to me with a small smile but I could see right through it and I knew he just didn't want to hear about the date anymore. “I kicked your ass though, right?” I laughed to lighten the mood.

"And your friend Tony doesn't count." Frustration bubbled up in me. I wanted to hit something. Throw something. Ms. Loveless handed me a squeeze ball. "Calm down. If you can't stand to hear the hard truths in this office, you're going to be terrible on the stand." "Becca is an excellent mother. And the Cartwrights are old-money assholes," I seethed, squeezing the stress ball so hard I could touch my palm with my fingers through the latex. "Be that as it may, we are in a very bad spot here," Ms. Loveless said. "We need a miracle right now, and that's the truth."

“I didn't tell you everything I got for the bachelorette party. - What? Startled and letting go of his anger, he looked at her. After dropping that bomb, Did Merilee start talking about the bachelorette party? Who was this girl? “I was totally embarrassed. Like, there were those Ben Wa balls... Balls? To play some game? He rubbed his hands hard over his face, hoping that this was all just a horrible nightmare and... - What are you talking about? “They're v-vaginal balls. Vaginal balls? He gaped at her, momentarily forgetting his anger and

"He has nothing to do with this. It's me who stopped playing." "Why?" I walked out of the store room and headed to the group in which I was working. Suddenly, someone hit me with a ball. I took the ball from the floor and turned to look at who it was. Harry. Others in my group started gossiping, "What's wrong with him?" "Why did he throw the ball like that?" "How can he hit a girl with a ball?" I calmed them down and said, "It's fine. I'll take care of it."