Man gives up balls for young college co-ed
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Call it a mid-life crisis if you will. Ultimately I suspect that is what it is. But be that as it may and even armed with that knowledge my infatuation with her is no less. It began a few months after my forty-third birthday. I had been divorced three years and had little interest in dating when I met Tracy along side the road with car trouble. As I approached I could see a small tight ass in an equally tight pair of short shorts that could but barely cover what I envisioned as her soft downy like fur and legs that went on for miles. I quickly pulled to the side of the road and was not disappointed when she raised her upper body from under the hood. It was obvious that she was quite young, no more than twenty if that, with the face of an angel and small pert breast thinly concealed under a white mans undershirt. After a brief look under the hood while we made small talk I quickly corrected the problem and was ready to send her on her way when she asked if she could repay me with dinner. I was thrilled but my hopes sank when she asked for my number and said she would call me. No offer of her number and I did not ask. I passed her my business card thinking that I would never hear from her. I was pleasantly surprised when the phone rang at my office the following day to find Tracy on the other end offering to take me to dinner that evening. I jumped at the chance and spent the rest of the day fantasizing about a sexual encounter that I knew would never materialize. That evening we had a lovely dinner and even more stimulating conversation. She talked freely and I learned that she was a nineteen year old college student, lived in a sorority and had no family. Concentrating on the conversation was difficult since I was fixated on the sheer, low cut dress she wore. It was obvious each time she crossed and uncrossed her legs, which was quite often, that she was wearing small, thin, lacy panties stretched unusually tight across her pubic mound with just a hint of blond baby fuzz protruding from the leg openings. As the dinner wound down I was thinking of how lonely my home would feel that evening once we parted ways. But to my surprise she asked if I lived near by and if it were not too presumptuous of her if she could accompany me home for a night cap. My middle aged mind immediately sprang to thoughts of making love with this lovely nineteen year as I quickly agreed. Upon arriving at my house she asked for a drink and made herself comfortable on the sofa appearing to be at home. Shortly after I settled next to her on the couch she snuggled close and before long we were locked in an embrace kissing with legs and arms entangled. In no time her dress was in a heap on the floor and I was sucking her soft breast. She stood taking my hand and asked where the master bedroom was. I told her and was in a trance as she deftly lead my down the long hall. She then slowly stripped me naked and fell with me in her arms to the bed. But then I was taken back when during more passionate kissing as I reached for her lacy panties to remove them. She gently pushed my hand away and told me that the panties stayed on. I was not pleased with this turn of events but was content simply to be fondling the rest of her charms. We eventually drifted off to sleep in each others arms, me completely nude and she still in the panties. The following morning I awoke to find her dressing and was disappointed thinking it would be the last time I saw her. But again was surprised when she asked if she could fix me dinner that night there. I agreed and began preparing for work as she slipped out the door. She arrived that night at the appointed time wearing a short mini skirt, crop top cut to just below the nipples and carrying what appeared to be an over night bag. My dick immediately swelled at the notion that she obviously planned to spend the night. The meal was delicious and conversation as free and flowing as the night before as I looked forward to the night of love making that I was sure to come. After dinner she loaded the dishwasher and then slipped off to the bedroom to leave her bag and strip to a pair thin, thong back panties. She was beautiful as she reentered the living room with her small, pert breast standing proudly, smooth porcelain skin and flowing blond hair. I was struck again by how tight the panties were over her pubic mound and the delicate hair sticking from the corners of the thong. I brought us each a drink to the sofa where we talked and cuddled. My erection was raging as I slipped two fingers into the waist band of the panties to remove them when once again she stopped me. This time I lightly protested in a joking way saying she was driving me crazy with lust. Her face took on a sad, serious expression and as she looked to the floor she said we needed to talk. I surprised myself with the concern that shot through my heart. In only two days I had became very fond of her and was resisting the impulse that perhaps I was already falling in live with her. I told myself it was just my mid-life crisis telling me this and it could not be happening. She spook softly at first still looking toward the floor as she informed me that she was still a virgin and was afraid to have sex. But she became her usual self as she talked and began looking me in the eye and she related how her parents had been killed in an auto accident when she was a young child and she had been forced to live in foster homes. While there she had been groped many times by adults and young boys and it had frightened her to the prospect of having sex. Her story saddened greatly and I gently held her while explaining that I understood and that it did not matter as long as I could have this much of her. Over the next week Tracy moved completely into my house and our lives became a delightful routine of talking to all hours of the night and heavy petting with she still in a pair of panties. After a month of this I mentioned one night that when she was ready to make love I would be quite gentle and that I would stop at any point she asked. She explained that she was still frightened and that she did not know if she would ever be comfortable removing the panties. By now my longing simply to see her naked womanhood was becoming overwhelming and I told her this asking if I could just "look" at her. She wrinkled her brow and said that there was one thing that she thought would make her feel right about removing the panties but it was too much to ask. I assured her I would do anything she wished to make her happy. I then confessed that I was deeply in love with her and that her happiness was the most important thing in the world to me. Tears weld up in her eyes and she confessed that she to had fallen in love with me and that was the very reason she could never ask of me what would make her feel safe fully nude. After much pleading on my part she broke into tears and told me that she would never feel safe as long as I had my testicles. I was shocked and felt an involuntary twinge in my groin. But as I thought about it I understood and could not blame her after all that she had gone through. That night we held each other tight and I consoled her. Tracy was having trouble paying her tuition the next semester and having the money to do it for her I did not hesitate to give her the money. Life was good with the exception of the extreme sexual frustration I was feeling from the fact we could not consummate the relationship. Each time I would tug on her panties she would say the panties do not come off until the balls come off. It was then that I began seriously considering the option of having my balls removed for Tracy. One night over dinner I told her I would like to discuss it but was unsure as to how to go about the procedure. She jumped from her side of the table and slid into my lap with tears in her eyes and told me she loved me. I explained that because of my position in the community that I could not simply go to a doctor and have them cut my balls off. She gleamed as she informed me that some of her girlfriends at the college had studied the issue and knew how to do it with very little pain. After hours of discussion of the subject, during which she promised me that she would always stay with me and that she would throw every pair of panties she owned in the trash if I agreed, I relented. She told me she would arrange all of it and that I needn't worry about the plans. She assured me when the time was right she would take care of it. I spent the next week in nervous anticipation but Tracy refused to discuss it further. A week later I was exhausted after dinner and in spite of Tracy's chatter could think of nothing other than going to bed. I drifted off on the sofa only to awake a few hours later spread eagle tied to the bed. As I became more awake I was aware of at least ten young, nibble college girls surrounding the bed all dressed in tiny panties and nothing more. As soon as she realized I was awake Tracy was by my side knelling on the bed with her panty clad crotch next to my head. She was bubbling as she explained that she had slipped me some Rhipnol, something that is abundant on campus, in my drink and that they had made all the preparations while I slept. One of the young girls said "See" and held a mirror between my legs so that I could see my groin completely shaved. Tracy said they had waited for me to wake up before they administered a local pain killer to my balls before removing them. She then leaned over and gave me a passionate kiss and told me she loved me. Even though I knew I was about to lose my balls to a room full of college girls I was strangely happy. The operation amidst the laughing girls took only a matter of a few minutes and I was untied. As soon as my balls were safely in a jar the girls each in turn stood in front of me as I sat on the side of the bed and stripped off their panties. After a few minutes I was staring fixated on ten beautiful naked girls but with the knowledge that they were all safe from me in my condition. They pointed to my limp dick hanging between my legs as the pranced around naked giggling shoving their crotches in my face. All of the girls but Tracy, who still stood wearing her thin panties. When I asked her to take hers off she said there would be plenty of time for that later. I drifted off to sleep with dreams of the naked girls and eager to finally see Tracy's crotch. The following night after dinner Tracy told me to go take a long shower and she would join me in bed. In spite of being very sore and tender between my legs I rushed to the shower and quickly got in bed. Tracy then entered the room and instructed me to lie back on the bed. She then slipped off her panties. For the first time I understood why her panties were always so tight across her mound. Her clit was enormous and lips extended a good three inches below her opening. She was covered with soft, delicate blond pubic hair and had the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. Before I had the time to admire she squatted gently at first pressing her pussy tight to my mouth. I immediately began licking and sucked her huge swollen clit into my mouth. She then became more forceful shoving her crotch tight to my mouth and grinding her hips until she exploded in orgasm. She then turned and pressed her ass to my mouth and demanded that I stick my tongue up her ass. I was in heaven as I rapidly slipped my tongue in and out of our tight asshole oblivous to the fact that my dick was still limply lying between my legs. It still had not occurred to me that for a virign her pussy was extremely loose and stretched to such gigantic proportions. As the weeks have passed Tracy has taken complete control of the relationship. As soon as I return home in the evening I am expected to strip nude. Tracy's friends have taken to spending more time at our house than at the sorority house where I'm told my balls are proudly displayed in a trophy case. I am constantly surrounding my naked college girls all demanding of my oral attentions. Tracy, true to her word, threw away all of her panties. Since she still wears the same clothes as before more times than not anyone looking can feast their eyes on her beautiful crotch. It turns out she was less than truthful about one thing though. She was never afraid of men with balls. She enjoys them on a regular basis always requiring that I lick their sperm from her after a session of love making. In fact, even before meeting me, she was considered the campus slut. She still professes to love me and shares my home and bed. Life is as it was before between she and I with the exception of her insatiable sexual appetite, which she satisfies with young college studs regularly. Her friends love to have a gelded man that they can demand lick them any time they get the desire. I've gotten used to orally bringing them to orgasm when they are on their periods or freshly screwed. I've even grown used to the taughts by them about my being a eunuch as I am ordered to parade around the house with my soft dick in the presense of some many beautiful naked young girls. Tracy will graduate from acting school in a couple of years and start what promising to be a great career.