An American Girl

A lone candle illuminates my room as I sit naked at my vanity. Who am I? I glance over at my coffin. I'm a vampire a creature of the night. After I left Herb I fed off of a man in an alleyway between a bar and an all night convenience store. It was careless of me, I could've gotten caught. He was a vagrant sleeping near a garbage dumpster. He was laying on his back with his legs spread making his testicles an inviting target. Without further examining my surroundings I stomped on his balls. I stomped so hard that the stiletto heel of my sandal ripped through his pants and punctured his scrotum stabbing one of his nuts. Thankfully he was in so much agony he couldn't scream, he couldn't make a sound as he sat up wide eyed with tears flowing down his cheeks. He looked up at me as I pulled my heel from his ruined ball eyes half closed. That's when I bent over and bit into his neck drinking his blood.

It tasted so sweet. The mixture of whatever cheap wine he drank previously and the excruciating pain of his testicle getting destroyed by my foot gave his blood such a delightful flavor. After I had my fill I grabbed his face and drew it close to mine. I could smell the **** on his breath as I looked deep into his eyes. "You will forget me and sleep. I'm not even a dream." I laid his head down on the jacket he was using as a pillow then I checked to see if there was anyone around. Seeing and hearing no one I changed to bat form and took to the sky flying to my car parked half a block away.

It was hard driving home after wracking that man's ball. My pussy tingled with excitement. I get so aroused whenever I break a guy's balls. I bruised Herb's earlier in the evening and as for the derelict...well I destroyed one of his testicles. Before changing to bat form I looked at his crotch. I could tell he was bleeding from my heel stabbing through his left nut.

The sexiest thing I can think of is a guy with wracked balls. From light sack taps too ruptured testicles the sight of a man with sore nuts is the most erotic thing I can think of.

So I sit in my dimly lit room after masterbating and smoking a joint. Yeah it's been a good evening of cracking nuts.

Who am I? I'm an American girl, a ballbusting vampire. I'm not fancy. I like wearing old blue jeans, a tee shirt and plain old sandals on my feet. I drive a Trans Am and I like rock and roll. I'm the hot blonde every guy wants to fuck.

I'm me.