I was always under the impression that only boys had to deal with being kicked in the crotch.

"Boys have a weakness between their legs, if you have a problem with them, just give them a hard punch." Is what I was always told.

There was never any mention on women though, and everyone always mentioned balls, so it's understandable that I thought I was impervious to groin attacks. If they had just said something like, the crotch is vulnerable, then I probably could have pieced it together, but no, they only mentioned the family jewels.

So when my mom enrolled me in a karate class (Funny enough I was already 19 but mom was like "UGGH you pepper sprayed yourself in the face last time so you're going to learn REAL self-defense), and I didn't wear a groin guard because it felt weird, I thought:

"Why does it matter? I don't have balls!"

"Honey, that's what it says on the brochure. We already bought the... Gi, I think it's pronounced, and we bought the sparring gear, and I bought you the groin guard, so just wear it." My mom argued.

"Uh, fine." I told her nonchalantly as I started to put on my crotch covering.

"N... No," She put her hand on my forearm. "it... It goes under your pants."

So I tilted my head back in frustration and let my long brown hair fling as I marched up to my room with a groan.

When I got to my room I tried to take off just the pants of my gi, but with the belt you can't just take off the pants. I had to take off the belt, then undo the top, let my *ahem* fantastic sized breasts out (fine, they're only like, medium sized, at best, but I think I have some form of OCD where I need to re-put on my bra when I take off my shirt. I can't help it), and then I can take off my pants.

I was down to only my panties and I wasn't sure if I was supposed to put the groin guard on above or below them.

So since I was a dumb I tried to put it over my bare crotch, and it was surprisingly uncomfortable. So I didn't bother wearing it.

I put everything back on, told my Mom I was wearing it (I.E. I lied), and we went to the karate class.

At the class we went through what was apparently the normal routine. Practiced punches and kicks and stuff on the punching bags, had a sit down talk with the main teacher guy, and after that we had to put on our sparing gear.

I put on my gloves and headgear and squared up against... What I think was the most beautiful girl I've ever met... She was about half a head taller than me, had shoulder length blonde hair, a perfect white completion, broad shoulders, but not too broad! Just the right amount of... Of broadness. In addition, she had an amazing hourglass figure, with a butt that made me want to jump on her and feel it up whenever she walked away, and her gi was small enough, and her breasts were just big enough so that when we bowed to each other, I could see, like, at least half of her boobs. The top and middle parts.

After bowing we stood straight up, and my mind was filled with thoughts of us casting aside our padded gloves and finding love instead of war! We'd charge forward and meet in a loving embrace, her slightly taller body causing my head to rest right on her larger chest! And then she'd say in a dark, yet attractive voice that she was actually a thief and was going to steal my virginity right on that hard wood floor! And then, then she'd sexily take out my mouth guard and-

BAM!

My extended fantasy was interrupted by her first move being a hard kick right up my legs.

With a single kick my entire worldview was crushed... My vagina was crushed as well.

But back to my worldview, suddenly, I was aware I was not impervious in the crotch section, and a girl who I had planned out our entire future together (up until she was eventually killed in a murder suicide with creepy stalker who couldn't accept that her beauty was taken by ME) hurt me in the most vulnerable way.

My hands shot towards my wounded genitals and all the muscles in my body tightened as I tried my best to stay standing. I was halfway into a crouching stance, and in such pain I passed out after a few seconds. To be fair, she was a black belt, and I've never really experienced pain before.

The next thing I knew was I was in the locker room... And not a hospital.

But, I noticed something heavy on my stomach. Like, really heavy. Suspiciously heavy.

I tried to get up, it was the super hot girl!

... Her boobs, specifically. She was sitting on the floor and resting the top of her body on my stomach.

"Oh! You're awake!" She said. "I'm so sorry! I thought you had a groin guard!" Her voice. Her voice was like fine butter.

"It's, it's okAY!" I tried to get up but there was a burning sensation between my legs. "How long have I been out?" I decided to not try and move my legs.

"Just a few minutes. Either you're a lot tougher than I thought or I need to work on my kicks!" She laughed.

"Heh, please don't."

"Right, *cough* sorry, again. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" I'm not sure if she was aware that she did this, but she leaned closer and with the way her top rubbed against mine, she was showing off so much cleavage, and I could see a little bit of her bra! It was hot pink without textures, just a regular bra, my favorite!

"Oh, um, I m-I mean, I don't..."

"Oh! I have the best idea! C'mon! C'mon!"

She grabbed me by the shoulders (though her hands rubbed against my chest, which was pretty great) and brought me into a standing position, and yes, it burned to move, but I was... sort of getting over it at this point.

She backed up a foot or two and took off her groin guard, right in front of me. It's like... It was practically the equivalent of a girl taking off her bra without removing her shirt.

She spread her legs a little.

"Alright," She took a deep breath. "I kicked you... y'know, down there, so, it's only fair you kicked me."

Two opposing thoughts went through my head. On one hand there was thought of it really hurt me getting kicked there, but on the other... It's an open invitation to be touching her most precious part...

So I reeled back my leg and shot it forward!

BUT!

What she did was use a karate move, smacked my kick away from her groin, moved to the side, and then gave my crotch a snap kick.

It hurt like hell again, and this time I made no attempt to stay standing. I fell to my knees, and then I fell on my face with my butt in the air, my legs just wide enough to make way for my hands.

"Oh my God! I-I didn't, I'm so sorry! See, I've, I've been in this dojo since I was a kid, it was just a reflex! Completely involuntary!" Her hands were covering her mouth.

"I-I don't think I want to do Karate anymore." I groaned.

"Okay, okay, I have another idea."

Unfortunately, I was far too weak to oppose.

She crouched down in front of me and took her top off quickly, and then slowly removed her bra so I could see them breath.

"W-what are you doing?" I said, my crotch still hurting from her kick but feeling kind of great from seeing her body.

She didn't answer, but she like, picked my up just enough so she could slide under me.

So my legs were to her sides, my but was in the air, my hands were on my crotch, and my face was right by her boobs.

Despite what I wanted, I tried to keep my face away from her, tits, because I'm just respectful like that.

She noticed this though, and, after grabbing me by the cheeks, shoved me inbetween her bare breasts.

"Mh! Mhhh, mhh mhh!" Was my muffled noises."

"Sh-sh-shhh... It's okay, just go to sleep." She said in a soothing, motherly voice.

I think it may have been due to my sex hormones going into overdrive from that, but I did fall asleep, and when I came to, I was back in my room, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

"So's your not-dick feel better?" She said, under the covers with me, naked.

I instantly looked under the blanket and saw every line of her sexy, curvy body, like when she's laying down her hips look so much bigger, and how her bare breasts were just the size they should be, they were perfectly proportional.

"Yeah, I figured the pheromones that come off of our bodies wou- what the heck?" She looked under the blankets. "Did you just pee yourse- oooooh, you're like, a lesbian."

"What! No! I'm define-" Then she kissed me right on the face.

"That's fine." She said, seductively, as she pulled me on top of her to have hot lesbian sex.

And I guess I was really good at playing with her boobs because this ended up happening a lot. She came over to my house, I'd bring her to my room, and we'd spend the entire time touching each other. Even if we were watching a movie, I'd only get the gist of the plot.

And a few years later I learned she had a massive cuntbusting fetish and loved every second of kicking me. I learned that after we were walking down the street late at night and some lady tried to rob us. She kicked the robber in the crotch a few times, then lowered her crotch onto the robbers mouth and let the vibration of the groans of pain stimulate her. Then she tied the robber up to a garbage can and "forced" (I would have done it anyway) me to have sex with her, as she beat the robbers crotch with her bare hand.

Anyway, my favorite positing is pretty weird (I think, the only things I know about lesbian sex are the stuff I've done with her). I'm smaller than her, so I'm on top and suck on her breasts, meanwhile she stimulates my crotch with her knee by gently rubbing it back and forth.

Yes, sometimes she knees me too hard and we need to stop, but then I have to stop simulating breastfeeding, so she makes sure it didn't happen all too often.