I lived in the east coast when I got into collecting. At first sex was simple to me, it was fun and it felt great, but I felt like something was always missing. I lived in the big apple for two years with a girlfriend from High School, it was her dream to make it in modeling, I was there to seek a career in dancing and I was attending school part time. It wasn't an easy industry there were a lot of obstacles to overcome but I loved it so I stuck with it. Today I own my own dancing studio in Queens, it is a bit away from the city but it's pretty comfortable and I have a lot of students. I teach about 30 girls a week, I break up my lessons with category, and many girls love hip hop like I do. Recently my life changed accidentally and here is my story...

There is a girl I teach at my school, a very young sweet girl. She reminds me of myself, her name is Kenya. Kenya is 12 years old, she is in my hiphop class Monday through Friday. I ran into her couple of weeks ago in Manhattan at a department store. She was buying a gift for Mother's Day. I approached her cheerfully and said Hi, shes a very polite little thing, she smiled and greeted me back. I walked her back to the subway as I thought that would be the polite thing to do, and she received a call on the way there. She told me that no one would be home, and her Father told her to stay at her cousins house till he arrived. Kenya became pretty interested in me, she loved how I dress and we talked all the way to the subway. She finally asked if she could stay with me for awhile. I was hesitant at first but I thought it would be okay. On our way there we stopped at a video rental store and got some movies to watch.

"You have such a pretty apartment teacher." she told me. I scolded her for not calling me by my name. "Oh sorry." She was so cute. I decided to get changed and take a shower. So I told her to grab a bite and wait till I got out so we could watch our movies. I don't normally have any strangers at my home, and this time I was very careless. Kenya got bored like any girl her age and decided to take a tour around my apartment. I don't know which room she started with but when I got out of the bathroom I found her in my bedroom with her hand in my cookie jar. Only its not a jar for cookies.

While I was in the shower, she was in my bedroom, and openly displayed on top of my long dressers are my trophies and awards from school. On my bedroom stand I have a very large jar, from far away it doesn't stand out. The jar is originally a pickle jar I got at the market, now its used for a different purpose. At first she told me she thought it wasn't anything. She got closer and she could see the water was cloudy, she couldn't make out what was inside. She took the jar in both hands and examined it. She spun the top off gently and stuck her hand inside. Without her knowing she grabbed a handful of testicles, she examined them without any clue to what it was, a testicle plopped out of her small hand and landed on my bedroom floor. Another one fell to the floor, she tightly gripped the rest and dropped it back into the jar. She picked the first nut she dropped from the small cord, she was going to put it back inside but she saw something else. The jar now settled on my bed stand, she stuck her hand in again and pulled out a long pale organ. She recognized what that was immediately. And that's the moment I walked in. I found her with my 13inch pale severed cock in her right hand and one of my testicles from my collection in her left hand. I was livid, at first I don't remember exactly how I reacted I just remember running to her and snatching everything out of her hands. It was a blur to me. Her hands were wet and I got a towel to dry her hands from the fluids.

I sat her down on the bed. It was obvious to her now. "That's somebodies thing, in that jar, thats a mans thing right?" I nodded. And the other stuff, those are balls, I didn't know they looked like that." I told her at first I didn't know either. "Did you do that?" she asked, I told her yes, there wasn't anything to say to fool this girl. "You cut off a guys thing? It's really big, how did you cut it off and why?" I was wordless. "A guy has two balls, but you got more then two in there." I got 50 sets I said. "50? wow, you cut off 100 balls?" I nodded again. I wanted to tell her more, I have been silent all these years and I just wanted to spill everything out to her and I did. "I collect balls Kenya, and sometimes I add a few cocks in. Only if their huge tho, I cut them off myself and that's just a small Jar I left out after adding a new set of balls a day ago."

I got up and walked over to my closet, I showed her the 3 giant jars of testicles I've collected over a 5 year period and my 2 jars of dongs I have. I was happy and couldn't help myself, she was a girl after all, and there was no shame, I just went off and on. "Here let me show you the biggest balls I've sliced off, there so big aren't they. Here hold them. Don't worry it's okay." Kenya examined the huge nut, it was a handful. She squeezed tightly. "Be careful, don't squeeze it to much. That's one my favorites." She look up at me, "why do you collect these? Why are you cutting them off? Don't guys want to keep those?" She was cute, I said "yeah guy's want to keep these but I like to collect them and if a guy has a nice set of balls and if he has a huge cock, I'll take those off him. It doesn't matter what they want, its what I want Kenya. All these balls you see in the jars and the cocks too, most of these guys tried hard to fight but I won. The dick you had in your hand, that came off a drunk worthless man. These guys didn't deserve their balls."

I was getting wet talking like that. She was breathing rapidly, and her eyes kept wondering around my collection. "You like it don't you?" she looked at me, "like what Natalie?" "My collection. I can tell. What are you feeling?" She looked ashamed. "I think its hot" she said shyly, "it making me dizzy, I want to see you do it Natalie." I was amazed. "Do what?" Kenya looked possessed, "I want to see you cut a guys balls." I was excited, despite her age she was being turned on. "I can teach you, if you want to learn." Kenya nodded. "Yeah I want to learn Natalie." I took her hand and said "It can get messy, and we could get caught. Right now, you have to pinky promise that you won't tell anyone about this. No one." She reached out with her tiny pinky finger out "I promise." I smiled wickedly.