Thecia's Fantasy

I’m a 30 year old, female "cutter". I live and work in the southwest part of the US. I  do most of my "cutting" in Mexico now. Law enforcement became interested in my support network a few months ago and I decided, discretion being the better part of valor, to only cut in Mexico from now on.

I’ve been e mailing with a guy I’ll call JM for some time now. He has an underlying need to be cut. He’s not sure of this, but I am. I’ve seen many like him before.

From here on the story is fiction.

I’ve arranged to meet JM in Eagle Pass, TX. for the trip together to Mexico. My friend and sometimes co-worker, Jill is with us. She is there at JM’s request. He only knows her from my stories here on EA.

We stayed in a local motel that night. His only request is that we severely tax his stamina before I take his manhood. Jill and I are up for the task. So, Apparently is JM. His bulge shows in his Levi’s , this is even before we enter the room. I had seen many photos of his "equipment" prior to this, but here and unwrapped it was still impressive. Especially his ripe full balls.

JM was very much into his balls. I had seen pictures of him hefting a 45-pound Olympic weight with only a clothesline and his impressive set.

He liked them and was proud of them.

Jill began by opening her blouse a little and giving him a slow warm kiss. I sat cross-legged on the bed behind him and rubbed his back and neck. I let my warm breath caress his neck.

By the way, this was defiantly not part of my service. I had grown quite fond of JM and wanted to make his last sexual encounter into a man’s greatest fantasy. Or at least the best that I knew how to give.

Jill, who is always up for a new game, went along with me.

Our intention was to drain him completely. Exhaust him and let him go to sleep with a smile on his face. We fulfilled our plan, although he also held his own. Jill and I were both very well sated.

In the morning, he drove his own car to Mexico. Jill and I went in her hatchback. I had made arrangements for the use of the clinic room as I always did. This was to be a little more complicated than usual because, at JM’s request, the whole sac was to come off.

I was dressed in jeans with a light blue halter-top and Jill had short shorts and a very brief white halter-top. Her more than ample breasts testing the seams on the cotton material. I usually wear a white lab coat when I cut, but this time we were going to add to his pleasure. He had won a spot in my heart, so I wanted this to be perfect.

I looked him in the eye and said, "I’m going to cut your balls off". Like a signal his nice thick cock sprung to attention. This happens often to men who know that they are about to be "Cut."

Jill and I undressed him together. Gently touching his body as we did. When we unwrapped his equipment, that cock was still in the most erect position and his big balls hung low from the Mexican heat. We had shaved him carefully the night before, so he was almost ready.

As I laid out my instruments, Jill worked herself out of her tight shorts, the halter was next. I’m always impressed with Jill’s body. She intimidates me a little. In fact I feel like a boy next to her. I’m told that I have a great body, but there is something about her 5’ 8" frame and hourglass figure that just draws eyes to her, both men and women. Despite this, JM’s eyes stayed on me. He followed me as I went about my business. I could feel the lust and need emitting from him.

As I had promised him we began to make his fantasy come true. Jill slipped her lips over his substantial cock. Slowly working him. I slipped out of my top about then. Jill climbed up on top of the table and straddled him with her dancers thighs. She lowered her neatly trimmed pussy down gently onto his lips. I took over on his erection. Slowly working him. I gently mouthed his hanging balls and ran my tongue up and down his rock hard shaft.

As I handled his big balls, I reached for and loaded my elastrator. Slipping the rubber restrictor onto the jaws of the device, I applied three dabs of instant glue to the rubber band and worked it over his bulging sac. The glue was to keep the band from moving after the cut.

All the while I kept returning to his raging hard on. Licking it and sucking on it. As the second band found it’s position I tossed the elastrator aside and felt for my cutter. I would use a shear that I had used before rather than my scalpel.

I could feel his cock harden and its large helmet widen. He was almost there. His balls would have tightened at this time but for the heavy bands. I positioned the big shear around his now purple sac.

I felt the first tiny spurt and I tensed. The second massive spurt filled my mouth to overflowing. Each shot seemed to be more, massive amounts just pouring from his shaft. After what seemed like the hundredth spurt…really maybe sixth or seventh. The huge flood of cum ebbed.

As the very last little drop came out I brought my hands together on the handles of the shear. His big, plum like balls hit the table as an over ripe fruit would. I’ll never forget the noise they made. Sort of a ker plop. The bands held and there was very little bleeding.

Jill told me later, with a wink, that she thought JM had broken her cummer. She had lost count after ten orgasms. I remember looking at his face only to see it covered with Jill’s juices.

From there the story was routine. I tended the wound and washed the removed package in alcohol and put the newly severed nuts into a formaldehyde filled peanut butter jar.

JM stayed in Mexico for two days to recover. Jill and I went home the following day. I still have his balls and they still are an impressive set.

Respectfully submitted,

Thecia