Sack Lunch

I know I’m weird, but I honestly can’t tell why most girls want a dick so bad, when to me, it’s all about there balls.

It was only a block from the bus stop, and my house was right around the corner, so I wasn’t expecting to get lucky. Nothing ever happened before, but then a window rolled down right next to me.

“Hey, little girl.” The driver had his pants open, and his cock out.

I giggled, and leaned over, but I couldn’t reach across the seat to touch him, like that.

“You like what you see?” I looked around, but there was nobody else on the street, to see me leaned over the side of the car, like a hooker.

I shook my head. “I can’t see your balls.” He pulled a lever, so the steering wheel tilted up, and he could pull his pants down. His legs wide open so he could hold them up.

I giggled, “You shave them too?”

He nodded, “I manscape, why? You like hairy balls?”

I shook my head, and took off my backpack. One more quick look around, I threw them over the seat, and tried the door.

“No, it’s okay, can I touch them?” I sat down, and shut the door, not even waiting for him to nod his head yes. I reached between his legs to get a handful of warm balls, and smooth hairless skin. “It’s wrinkly, and what’s this. Razor rash?” Almost pimply all over, but instead of blackheads, they’re all white? They stretched out when I pulled it tight over his balls, and rubbed them with my thumb.

He pulled his pants up, and started the car, but I kept my hand in there, to tickle his balls. “We better go somewhere private.”

“Yeah, there’s a dead end dirt road right over there.” I pointed, turned sideways so I could un-tuck my top in back. “See it?” Reaching up for my bra strap to unhook it.

“The dirt road?” He signaled.

“Yeah.” It’s the other end of this street, in the next neighborhood over. They piled up dirt so you couldn’t drive through there, but you could walk over to your friends house, and the boys like to jump it on their bikes. Like a ramp, but if they don’t hit it fast enough, they can catch their back wheels on the chain, and wreck.

“Huh!” He puled the lever again, to pull his pants back down. “You want to suck it?” He felt over my shoulder, and pulled on the back of my neck.

“Can I suck your balls instead?”

“Yeah, whatever you want.” He pulled my hand up, to put it on his cock, and stroke it up, and down, with my fingers.

“Snh!” I took a deep breath through my nose, to smell his ball sweat, and reached my other hand over his leg to pick them up. “Huh, you shave your legs, too?”

“I get them waxed.”

I shrugged, and pulled his balls up even higher. I didn’t ask, but I knew as soon as he called me little girl like that. He must be a pedo, so he shaves his junk, and stuff to feel more like a little boy? He’s not a little boy at all, and as hard as I tried to get both his balls in my mouth at the same time. I finally gave up, and sucked them one at a time to roll them around on my tongue, and coat my mouth with their salty flavor.

“You really love my balls?” He sounded like he couldn’t believe it, or I was just faking it to get out of a blowjob.

“Mhm!” I’m glad, so I don’t have to worry about getting pubes in my teeth, but I’d like to try that too. Big hairy man balls. Just to see if I like that too, and I bet they smell even sweatier. Taste even saltier with a little hair on them to soak up the sweat. Dirty hairy spermy balls.

“Uh!” They tensed up, so one of them popped out of my mouth. “Huh fuck!”

“Huh!” They were wet, and slippery with my spit, but slippery inside from his balls, and I closed to imagine all the sperm swimming around in there, before they gushed up and out. “Hhuh!” His cummy tummy fluttered. “Huh, uh!”

I grinned, and rubbed it around with my fingertips. Stuck one in his belly button to feel it tense up with another short gasp, and sigh.

“You ever had your balls sucked like that?” I held my fingers up, and let them slip thorough my lips, closing my eyes to taste it. Took a deep sniff to compare the flavor to the smell, then licked it up, and swirled my tongue around in his belly button to get every last drop of his ball juice.

“You’re one weird kinky little girl.”

“Huh, thanks.” I sat back, and got my phone out of my purse. “Here’s my number.” I showed him it in my contacts. “Can you remember it?” He fished his out of the dashboard, and unplugged it.

“You want to sext me?”

I shook my head, “I’m only 10.” I’m actually 12, but petite, and young looking. I figured, he liked little girls, he didn’t try to touch my boobies, or even look at them. Not that there’s much to look at, barely even A cups, and in my school clothes, you can’t even see them, since they won’t let us wear tight tops, and it’s too cold to dress slutty any more anyway. “So, you don’t want your wife to catch you with childporn on your phone?”

“I’m not married.” I wondered where he hid his ring, but I saw the tan line on his finger when he was holding his cock.

“Well, it’s still NSFW, so if you ever want your balls sucked, you can call me, and ask for. Hm, what do we call it?”

“A sack lunch?”

I LOLed, “That’s perfect! But call me, don’t text. There’s no chat log if you call me.”

“Okay, I will. What do I call you?”

“Um, you’ll think of something.” I got out, and fixed my bra, while he backed out to the street. “Huh!”

It was a nice day, and I still had the aftertaste of ball juice to savor, so I didn’t walk straight home. “SHIT!”

I left my bag in his back seat, so he drove off, and he probably won’t even notice until he gets home. To his wife, I wonder what she’d think of him, giving girls rides, or just parking in suburban neighborhoods to flash schoolgirls on the street?

I hope he calls back, how am I going to explain losing all of my books again? Dangit!

I swear, I turn into a total blonde when I get my head full of sex, but nothing to do about it. Either he’ll bring them back or he won’t.

But if he does, I’ll suck his balls dry to thank him. Well, just for another mouthful of his salty tangy balls, and juice. Maybe I’ll suck him off, so he can blow it right in my mouth, and it’s too bad he doesn’t have abs to lick them off of.

All though, if he did, maybe he wouldn’t have such a deep belly button to lick out like an asshole. “Ihihihn!” I wonder if he waxes his taint, and buttcrack too? I bet I can lick out his asshole, while his balls roll around on my eyes, and he beats off to blow them all over my naked titties.

“Huh! Yeah.” Honestly, I’ve been thinking about them for a long, long time. “Balls.” Sexy hairy slippery cum filled balls. Now I know what they taste like, and his cum too. The aftertaste is starting to fade away, but I can just close my eyes. Remember the smell of his sweat. The meaty stink of it blown all over his belly, and I wonder if they wax that for him too?

“Ooh!” How much are those home waxing kits? Now I want him to grow them out, nice and stubbly, so I can cover them in hot wax, and rip it off to leave them nice, and smooth, and delicious. I wonder if he can stick them in my ass like that one lady in that one video. Or even better, he’s got 2 balls, and I’ve got 2 holes!

How would that work, though? Where do you put the legs? Maybe if I’m on top, or he gets upside down, so I can squat over his butt, and crotch, and feel his leg, and rub my body against it with his balls up my ass and twat?

No, that’s probably impossible, but it’s so hot to think about it. I better head back, and face the music, before I get lost. Walking around daydreaming about balls, and what I can do with them, now that I’ve got my hands on them.

He called right back. “Hello?”

“Sorry, but I think you left your textbooks in my car.”

“Yeah, but I don’t need them until tomorrow.” I decided, “Maybe you can give me a ride to school?”

“And a sack-lunch?”

“Ihihn! Maybe some scrambled eggs for breakfast. Just meet me at the dead-end, say 7 o’clock?”

“Okay, see you then, then.”

“Love you.”

“Bye.”

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