The Nutcracker and the Tramp
by Jim Priest
Copyright© 2025 by Jim Priest
The following story contains descriptions of sex and violence. If this offends you or if you are under the legal age of consent in your country do not read on. Although based on real people, names have been changed to protect the innocent. Any other likeness to anyone dead or alive or fictional is purely coincidental.
West London, many years ago
**s/18/15**
I watched from my bench as the dark curly haired boy walked across the park down the path towards us. “Wild-eye, ain’t that the Priest boy Scott wanted you to knock off” Stinky Tom turned to me and said. I ran my fingers over the blade in my pocket then gobbed on the ground. “Why should I do anything for that snotty creep?” I spat. “He said there be some fags in it for us” Tom said. “From that tight creep? He takes our fags alright but never gives us any” I replied. The boy eyed us nervously as he passed our bench. Oh well what the hell, another one wouldn’t make any difference. I started to get up to slash the boy’s throat from behind but Stinky caught my arm. Glaring at him, he nodded to the side. I looked in the direction he indicated then I saw him. A man was trying to follow the boy discreetly. A jarhead, his type instantly recognisable from the ramrod straight posture and the crew cut. I sat back clutching my bottle and watched him go by.
“Phroar, baggies first go” Tom suddenly said. “What?” I followed his gaze and saw a pretty young schoolgirl in a short grey pleated skirt approaching. She was about 4’6”, blonde with a nice slim body with a heaving stack under her white blouse over which she wore a school tie. “Nice but I don’t touch jailbait no more” I spat. “No, it’s that minx who broke Scott’s balls and put him in hospital. She’s legal, must be 18 at least” Tom said. I studied her more closely. Yes, Tom was right. Her impish face, short height and the way she deliberately dressed made her seem younger than she actually was but that body was definitely ripe for the taking. With such a small slim figure, her boobs looked enormous as they bounced around like she had a couple of ferrets under her blouse. The sun shone off sheer black nylons covering slim shapely legs shown off to advantage by shiny black high-heeled shoes. “Phroar!” I agreed with Tom’s initial assessment. Even from a distance the provocative way her boobs moved was stirring my dick.
“What’s her name? Kim something” I asked Tom. “Shrubb. Kim Shrubb. Scottie says she’s a right scrubber”. Yes, I could see the wide saucy smile on her elfin face. She was no cherub. I stood up, turned my back on the approaching girl and stuffed newspaper down the front of my trousers. “Watcha doing?” Tom asked. “Protection. She ain’t breaking my balls like she did Scottie” I replied. “Scott’s a wimp” he said but after a moment’s hesitation, he too leapt up and started doing the same. I turned back and saw that she was a lot closer now. “Phoar indeed!” The more I looked at the wild lurching at the front of her blouse and her short skirt, the more I liked. I tore my gaze from her bouncing boobs to take a good look at her face. Although it was small, it was quite square with a wide deep chin beneath a wide straight mouth. Her nose was short and broad but this didn’t detract from her cute but saucy appearance. Small grey eyes under very slim eyebrows returned my gaze and that straight crack between her lips grew wider in a knowing smirk. Yes the little minx knew the effect she had on men and she was smirking at me as if to say, “I’m young and hot with a body that drives a dirty old tramp like you crazy but you ain’t getting any”. Sandy blonde hair worn in a shoulder length bob framed her impish face with a fringe just over her eyebrows. Yes she was pretty but in a way that you knew she was a mischievous little vixen who liked to get down and dirty. Well she was going to down and dirty with me whether she liked it or not.
I blocked her way and she came to a halt still with that saucy smirk on her lips. “Well darling. You certainly give an old man a bone” I told her. “Really, how about this then?” she said then placed one foot forward. Despite being petite, the high heels made her calf seem long and very shapely. Slowly the pleats began to rise. A slender expanse of sheer black nylon grew until I gasped at the sight of thick black bands about mid-thigh. Stocking tops! she was wearing stockings!. With my eyes glued to her thighs, the hem continued to rise. My cock stiffened as the dense black triangles of stocking tops gave way to black suspender straps running over creamy flesh at the top of her thighs. “Corr!” Stinky and me groaned as one at the glorious sight. She was definitely no innocent little schoolgirl. “Like that do you?” she said moving her legs one at time from side to side to show them off. “Does it turn you on? Do you like little girls?” she teased. “You might be little but you’re no girl. You’re all woman and you’re going get all man inside you” I told her.
The hem of her skirt dropped back covering those sexy pins. “Tough. I don’t do smelly old tramps” she said chirpily. “Why you little tease!” I snapped. “You’re just a smelly old man with a hard on. You’ll just have to wank one off then won’t’cha” she taunted. “Why you!” I shouted and stepped forwards to grab her. WHAP! A stocking clad knee blasted up between my legs with surprising force but luckily the layers of newspaper cushioned the blow causing only minor discomfort. The saucy girl looked confused as she drove her knee into my groin again. WHAP! I could feel the strength of the blow even through the paper and was grateful for their protection. Even so, I was glad when Stinky Tom grabbed her from behind and pulled her away from me. She struggled like a wildcat, twisting from side to side trying to kick back but Tom held her close to his body so she could do no harm.
“Now, now. Is that any way to greet an old man? I’m going to have to take down your knickers and give you a good spanking then a good seeing to” I told the wriggling minx. “It will serve you right for dressing like a young schoolgirl” Tom added. Turning her in Tom’s arms so that she stood sideways between us, I put one arm around her shoulders and used my free hand to pull up the back of her skirt. “I just love a girl who wears stockings” I said close to her ear as I pulled the grey pleats over the matt black stocking tops. “Girls who wear stockings are just asking for it” I added. My cock grew rigid as I pulled the hem up to her waist to be confronted with bare buttocks. “Oh my God, she’s not wearing knickers. She’s absolutely begging for it!” Tom exclaimed. “It’s a thong, you moron” she shrieked. I didn’t know what one of them was but as I pulled the skirt higher I saw a tiny triangle of material with a strap going around her waist and a tiny string disappearing between her butt cheeks. “Phoar! I like” I said feeling her backside. She had a small tight arse with lovely cheeks. “Get off you creep!” she said. To give her credit, she didn’t cry and scream for help like they usually do but wriggled around trying to stomp on our feet. “Ow!” I cried as a heel punched down onto my toes. “Hold the bitch still” I told Tom, pushing her back against his body then tried to remove her skimpy briefs.
I tried to pull her knickers down but the little imp kept squirming in Tom’s arms, raising her knee to block me then trying to stomp on my toes. “Keep still you little minx” I snarled as I grasped her waist again. “Get off me, you smelly creep” she said in her broad London accent, wriggling her hips free and nearly catching me in the nuts with her knee. WHACK WHACK WHACK the blonde kicked backwards several times in quick succession between Tom’s legs. I heard the crinkle of the newspaper absorbing what sounded like very solid blows. The girl looked puzzled.
I moved close and raised the hem of her skirt once more. WHACK WHACK WHACK her knee moved like a piston between my legs. Even with the paper, I could tell they were strong blows. My balls contracted automatically with each thud against the paper. “Little ballbuster ain’tch yer? Well those dirty tricks won’t work here” I snarled as I slapped down her knee as she tried to hit me again.
A determined look of concentration appeared on her face. BLAM “Orrrr!” Tom groaned as the little girl suddenly drove a sharp pointy elbow back into his stomach. Tom slouched forward, obviously winded yet still clinging onto the girl’s arms as she tried to escape his clutches. A chilling grim focused look stole over her pretty impish face. The hem of her pleated skirt rose as she swung her knee forwards causing me to instinctively back off. BERLAM! Her leg blasted backwards fast in a powerful back stomp into Tom’s balls, so solid that I clearly heard the loud impact and rustle of paper. “Ooooo!” Tom moaned, grimacing and releasing the little bitch.
I went to block her escape but to my surprise the girl came straight towards me. The gleam in her eyes and the smile on her lips indicated excitement not fear. Before I realised what she intended, in one long stride, her leg swung quickly forward in a blur of sheer nylon as the pleats fell back. BAM! BAM! BAM! Oh oh oh God! The top of her high heels hammered shockingly hard between my legs, so hard that they smashed the paper against my balls in hard waves making them ache. Her foot swung again but I managed to get my hand in front and knocked it away. WHACK WHACK WHACK! She kept kicking and I kept trying to fend off them off with my hand. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Oh my God! She was deliberately kicking my hand and her kicks really hurt. “I’ll bust your hand then I’ll bust your balls” she said chillingly as I backed away from the sweetly smiling girl as she continued to bruise and batter my hand.
My hand couldn’t take any more. I could barely move it and I knew the next kick would connect with my crotch. Suddenly Tom came up behind her and slapped his big meaty hands on her tiny shoulders. The little blonde spun around and hammered her knee into his nuts. BAM BAM. I saw Tom clench his teeth against the impacts. Suddenly she stopped and turned to me, her eyes narrowing in suspicion. To my surprise her hand slapped between my legs and closed. CRINKLE CRINKLE. She removed her hand before I could grab it. “Iron balls, me” I smirked at the pretty teen dressed like a sexy schoolgirl. A wicked smile came to her lips. “I take that as a challenge” she said menacingly.
Tom closed in to box her between us. She turned her head to glare at him over her shoulder then leant the other way and snapped a kick sideways right into his middle. BAM! Borrrrrrppph! He creased up double with a pained expression on his face. “Ain’t no protection there mate” she told him with a nasty chuckle. I was shocked by the ferocity of this little girl. Before I could do anything, the sleeves of her white blouse reached up towards me and she stepped close looking fierce. BAWHAM! Ooooooooooooo! Her knee exploded deep into my soft belly. My insides locked tight as my breath was driven painfully out of my lungs. “Take that porky pig. No protection there” she chuckled as her hands pushed against my shoulders to stop me collapsing as I doubled in agony.
Orrrr orrr I couldn’t straighten up as agonising waves of cramps wracked my guts. “Won’t be no protection down there in a minute by the time I’ve finished with you, mister” I heard her say. I was wrecked, unable to breathe, unable to move, unable to do anything except bend over trying to ride the spasms inside. Helpless, I watched the young girl’s feet leave the ground as she skipped into the air and foot sped towards my nuts. KERBLAM! Orr I clenched my eyes and teeth as her small foot hammered my groin. The force of the kick is so strong that it blasts the paper hard against my balls. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! The girl in the white blouse and pleated skirt is going ballistic, blasting kick after kick between my legs while laughing with pleasure. Even with the paper cushioning the blows, I feel every kick. The constant thuds are making my balls ache. Orrrrr! There’s nothing I can do, I am too badly winded to do anything. Her kicks are so strong that it is like getting hit with a steel bar in the nuts. BLAM! BLAM! Noooo. I try to turn away from her but she grabs the front of my shirt and keeps firing her stocking clad legs into my nads. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Ohhhhh her kicks are devastating, even the newspaper stuffed down my trousers no longer soften the blows. My balls are really aching.
“Hai!” her sudden scream makes me jump. BALAM! Her leg is a blur as it buries her foot so hard in my nuts that I find myself lifted into the air bending around her foot as her leg straightens out. I get a glimpse of her skirt rising over her stocking tops and her sexy knickers but I can’t appreciate it. My balls are crushed and on fire as I feel the paper tear and start to disintegrate. I stumble as I land and fall to the grass curling up to protect myself from this tiny terror. “Wimp” I hear her say then watch in winded devastation and with aching nuts as the young girl’s slim shapely stocking clad legs turn and walk away from me.
Tom sees her coming and actually takes a swing at her. I watch in disbelief as the sexy little teen leans back so that his punch narrowly goes past her chest then grabs it with one hand and drives her sharp elbow into his sternum. WHOP! “Orrr!” he moans and starts to slump forward. Shockingly the young blonde grabs the back of his head and pulls it down at the same time as she sharply raises her knee. KRACK! “Argggh!” Tom cries as his head jerks back in a spray of blood flowing from his nose.
Orrrr! I’m curled up on the ground, my gut cramped tight. “Hai! Hai! Hai!” THUMP THUMP THUMP! I hear the peel of girlish laughter mixed with karate like shrieks. I look up to see the little girl holding onto Tom, who towered over her like a giant, slamming her knee solidly into his groin. BAM BAM BAM! Her knee is like a piston repeatedly jerking up into his nuts striking hard, the hem of her pleated skirt flying up over her slim nylon-clad thighs. WHAM WHAM WHAM the girl kicks and knees his balls like a punch bag with such frightening power, the sound of each blow makes me wince. “Hai Yai!” BLAM BLAM BLAM. The girl raises her knee high close to Tom’s chest and swings her foot repeatedly into the front of his trousers like a croquet mallet. The evil imp laughs in glee at the pained expression on Tom’s face. For a second, she stepped back then strode forwards with an evil look upon her small face. “Yah!” she screamed with glee as her leg shot forward as if kicking a football into the back of the net. WHUMP Argghh! Tom cried loudly in agony as the force of the kick drove him to tiptoes then lifted him momentarily off the ground. In horror I watched as shreds of paper fall from the bottom of his trouser legs. Tom fell to his hands and knees, his face red and screwed up tight, his mouth gasping.
Reminding me of that possessed girl in “The Exorcist”, her small narrow eyes swung around towards me, cold and glinting with evil intent. “You’re next, porky pig” she said. The words chilled me and I began to feel afraid of this little girl. She strode calmly across the grass towards me with her eyes boring into me and her lips smiling like a predator. Panic rose within me. I turned onto my stomach to scramble to my hands and knees about to push myself to my feet to make a run for it. BLAM! “Aeiiii!” The top of a sharp pointed shoe precision-punched right up behind the paper and ripping right into my balls from behind. “Ohh!” I sobbed at the sharp pain throbbing through my balls. “Oh yes. Squishy balls” I heard her laugh cruelly. Oh God, I needed to get away. BLAM! “Arghh!” I screamed as her shin clubbed my backside and her sharp toe bit once more into my balls. Oh the pain, her hard pointy shoe drove deep into my ball sack threatening to puncture it. BLAM! “Arghhhhhooough!” her toe punched my balls so hard it felt like she was going to rip them off.
Horrible piercing pain lanced through my bollocks. I had to get away. Rolling quickly to my side then onto my back, I managed to get to my knees then stopped in terror. “Please no” I begged in fear at the slender legs standing right in front of me, the sheen of her stockings alluring despite the deep burning in my balls. My eyes followed her legs to her pleated skirt, then to her arms folded across her amply filled white blouse. “Please stop. I’m sorry” I pleaded as I looked up into her small pretty elfin face which now looked so smug and content with herself for beating up an old man, no, two old men. I saw Tom groaning and starting to get to his knees behind her. How could a young girl, so impishly cute be so maliciously cruel? “Would you have showed me any mercy when you raped me?” she asked. “We didn’t mean no harm luv” I said. “Liar!” BLAM her foot was a blur as it shot between my legs. “Arghh!” I could feel the newspaper rip and tear as her pointed shoe punched against it. Her kicks up the backside had made my balls so sore and sensitive that even the thuds through the paper was sheer agony. As I collapsed onto my back, the evil minx kicked again and again. “Filthy!” BLAM! “Stinking!” BLAM! “Liar!” BLAM!. I howled in pain with tears streaming from my eyes as her pointed toe tried to hammer my balls up into my body striking beneath the protective layer of paper.
“Stitch this bitch”. I looked up to see a bloody faced Tom towering over the little blonde, the sun glinting off his blade as it raced towards her face. She jerked back out of harms way and skipped to one foot driving the other in a powerful looking sideway kick. WHOMPH! Her skirt slid up her lovely thighs as her foot plunged deep into the pit of Tom’s stomach with a sickeningly solid thud. Tom instantly folded around the small foot buried in his gut, the power of the kick rocking him back onto his heels. His face was red, his eyes screwed tight and his mouth open wide in a silent scream of terror.
“You utter bastard!” such language was shocking from such a pretty looking girl. Her face was one of angry fury as she confronted the gasping crumpled man. “Yai!” she screamed as she suddenly launched both feet into the air then quickly swung one leg forward, blasting Tom between the legs like a baseball bat. Tom’s body straightened like it had just been zapped by a thousand volts, his head thrown back. I’d never seen anybody’s mouth open so wide, it was like his face was splitting in two. Chunks of pulped paper dropped from the bottom of his trouser legs. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Showing no mercy the tiny blonde terror grabbed Tom by the shoulders and repeatedly drove her knee into his nuts, chuckling with delight. Tears ran freely down Tom’s bloodied cheeks. He was paralysed by pain as the girl repeatedly mashed his balls.
It was like a scene from a nightmare. Before I realised it I was on my feet and running but had only managed to take a few steps before I bumped into the blonde horror. “Going somewhere, porky pig?” she asked with that evil smirk upon her lips. BERWHAM! A small hard knee jack-knifed upwards between my legs. WHAM! WHAM! Again and again, the terrible blows got harder and harder, immobilising my lower body with an excruciating pain. BLAM BLAM! Owwwww! I cried but nothing would come out of my mouth as I felt the protective newspaper pulverise under her brutal knee. BLAM BLAM! The evil imp just laughed in my face as her knee continually blasted my nads like an industrial hammer while chunks of paper slide down my trouser legs.
I don’t know how long that agonizing torment went on for but I eventually found myself curled up on the ground next to Tom. I had tears rolling down my cheeks and I felt so bad that I felt like puking. “Well you two dirty old men weren’t a match for me. Next time, you better bring more of your smelly mates to protect you”. I looked at the nylon-clad legs before me, as I did the pleats began to rise over her shapely slender legs. They looked magnificent as she exposed her stocking tops then the black suspenders running over her creamy flesh. Then I was staring straight at the skimpy black briefs tightly moulded to her young crotch and began to feel the stirrings of lust despite my ruined balls. “Want some of this?” she laughed as she saw my rapt gaze. “You ain’t man enough to take me” she taunted. Tucking her hem into her waistband, she loosened her tie then started to unbutton her blouse. The blouse opened exposing her sensational firm stack that filled a tiny black bra. She jiggled the sexy young rounded orbs. Phoar! the sight of the buxom young nubile girl in stockings and suspender caused my dick to get hard despite my mashed nuts. “Come and get it if you want it” she teased looking at the bulge in my trousers. “If you dare” she added.
I wanted this little ballbuster. I wanted to get her, tie her up somewhere then take her over and over again once my balls had mended. A plan formed in my mind and I whispered it in Tom’s filthy wax crudden ear. “Ere wot you whispering about?” she demanded. “Telling your bum mate that you love him” she taunted. I began to get to my feet, watching the sexy girl in case she tried another low kick. “Pretty gobby aren’t you, kid?” I told her, trying not to show the pain in my voice. That seemed to rile her. “No wonder they call you the Nutcracker. Pretty niffy with your legs aren’t you, kid?” I said. “You’re very good at low down dirty kicks in men’s privates aren’t you, kid?”. “I’m not a kid. I’m a woman” she snapped. Oh yes, that was getting her back up. “Typical teenager. Don’t think you are a little kid anymore. Think you’re a grown up” I continued. She was getting annoyed and stepped towards me, no doubt to kick me in the balls again. That was what I was counting on. Suddenly like a cobra in the grass, Tom sprang forwards and wrapped her lower legs in his strong arms. “Not so cocky now are you, little Nutcracker” I smirked. I opened her blouse and smiled appreciatively at its contents. “Coarrr! Nice stack, kid. They will do nicely until I can sink myself inside you” I told her as I began to massage the lovely soft mounds. “Get off!” she shrieked as I cupped her well ladened bra and kissed her boobs. “Get off me!” she protested. “No!” she shrieked as Tom, with one arm around her legs, put the other up under her skirt and tickled her fancy. “Heh heh heh. Not so tough now are you, luv. Now that you can’t kick us in the balls” I told her then took her in my arms and kissed her pretty little face while she wriggled and squirmed.
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