Wait for backup

The redhead and the blonde are deep in conversation, their voices carrying a playful tone. They haven't noticed you yet, giving you a moment to observe and plan your next move.

The redhead, with her long legs and perky breasts, seems agile and quick. Her pussy lips, peeking out, suggest she might be more sensitive to a direct hit. The blonde, with her large breasts and thick thighs, looks like she could take a few hits before feeling the full effect of a cuntbust.

You need to decide whether to strike now while they're distracted or wait for a better opportunity. The redhead's agility might make her a tricky target, but the blonde's size could make her an easier one.

The arrival of four more boys changes the dynamics significantly. With better odds, you and your new allies charge forward, ready to take on the redhead and the blonde. The redhead's eyes widen in surprise, and the blonde's plump pussy twitches as they realize they're outnumbered.

"Split up!" you shout to your teammates, and they scatter, each aiming for a different target. You focus on the redhead, her long legs and perky breasts bouncing as she tries to evade your advance.

"Come on, boys!" the blonde taunts, her large breasts heaving with each breath. "Let's see what you've got!"

You close the distance quickly, your cock rock hard and dripping precum. The redhead tries to kick at you, but you dodge her foot just in time, feeling the rush of air as it passes by your balls.

"Nice try," you grunt, lunging forward and aiming a powerful kick at her pussy. Her eyes widen in shock as your foot connects with her sensitive folds, sending a jolt of pain through her body.

"Ahh!" she cries out, her legs buckling slightly. "That hurt!"

Meanwhile, your teammates are engaging the blonde. One boy manages to land a solid kick to her plump pussy, causing her to stagger back with a gasp. Another boy follows up with a swift kick to her thigh, making her wince in pain.

The redhead, recovering quickly, tries to retaliate with a high kick aimed at your balls. You barely manage to block it with your knee, feeling the impact jar your leg.

"Not so fast," you growl, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her close. You line up another kick, this time aiming directly at her exposed pussy lips. With a swift motion, you deliver a powerful blow, making her cry out in agony.

"Ugh! You bastard!" she gasps, her legs trembling.

The blonde, seeing her partner in distress, tries to come to her aid. But your teammates are relentless, landing more kicks to her sensitive pussy. She doubles over, clutching her aching ovaries.

"Finish her!" one of the boys shouts, and you nod, focusing all your energy on the redhead. You deliver a final, devastating kick to her pussy, causing her to collapse to the ground, her ovaries throbbing with pain.

As the battle winds down, you and your teammates take a moment to catch your breath. The adrenaline starts to fade, and the delayed effects of the stray shots you took during the fight begin to catch up with you. Your balls ache with a deep, throbbing pain, and nausea washes over you.

"Ugh, I feel like shit," one of the boys groans, clutching his stomach. He doubles over, vomiting onto the ground, his testicles visibly swollen and tender.

You feel the bile rise in your own throat, and you join him, retching uncontrollably. Your balls, already sore from the kicks you took, feel like they're on fire. Each heave sends a fresh wave of agony through your groin.

"Fuck, my nuts are killing me," another boy mutters, his face pale and sweaty. He too starts to vomit, his testicles visibly throbbing with each convulsion.

The redhead and the blonde, though defeated, watch you with a mix of satisfaction and pity. The redhead, still recovering from the brutal cuntbust you delivered, manages a weak smile.

"Serves you right," she whispers, her voice trembling with pain. "You think you can just kick us and not pay the price?"

The blonde, her plump pussy still aching from the relentless kicks, nods in agreement. "Yeah, enjoy your ball-sickness, boys. It's the least you deserve."

You wipe your mouth, feeling the weight of your aching balls pressing against your stomach. The nausea is relentless, and you know it's going to be a long, painful recovery. But for now, you've won the battle.