Hello! I saw that I can start threads now, so I'm moving my posts from this thread into here (partly so I can write long-winded commentary, ha.)
To skip right to the story, just go down to the next post, but I hope the following gives some context.
The main inspirations for this story were:
1) I hardly saw any non-pop stories on the site compared to pop stories.
2) Frankly, a bit of frustration and jealousy reading about people here who have partners willing to indulge the fetish, or even people who have ever engaged in balloon play with another person. You people are living the dream!
I've never really been in any sort of romantic or intimate relationship, with or without balloons. The closest I ever got to that was describing my solo balloon play to a stranger in a different country who messaged me out of the blue, but that never went anywhere (she was afraid to interact if I didn't send a picture of myself so she had an idea who she was dealing with, and I was afraid to send a picture without having an idea who I was dealing with, so the whole thing ended before it really started).
So I figured, why don't I work out those feelings of isolation, frustration and fear of taking chances by writing a story about some people who are feeling that as well, enjoying their fantasies and imaginings but always aching for more, yet afraid to ask someone for it? Can my characters get what I can't?
I look forward to feedback. Two things I'm worried about:
1) Being a guy who has never been in a relationship, I don't know if I'm writing the female experience well.
2) Is there too much build-up and not enough payoff? I sometimes wonder if non-poppers like me prefer a slow burn to an explosion of passion when it comes to romance as well as balloons.
Maybe I'm overthinking writing smut on the Internet, but gosh darn it, if I'm going to write smut on the Internet, it might as well be good smut.
Anyway, if you're still here, thanks for reading my rambling. Hope you enjoy the story.
To skip right to the story, just go down to the next post, but I hope the following gives some context.
The main inspirations for this story were:
1) I hardly saw any non-pop stories on the site compared to pop stories.
2) Frankly, a bit of frustration and jealousy reading about people here who have partners willing to indulge the fetish, or even people who have ever engaged in balloon play with another person. You people are living the dream!
I've never really been in any sort of romantic or intimate relationship, with or without balloons. The closest I ever got to that was describing my solo balloon play to a stranger in a different country who messaged me out of the blue, but that never went anywhere (she was afraid to interact if I didn't send a picture of myself so she had an idea who she was dealing with, and I was afraid to send a picture without having an idea who I was dealing with, so the whole thing ended before it really started).
So I figured, why don't I work out those feelings of isolation, frustration and fear of taking chances by writing a story about some people who are feeling that as well, enjoying their fantasies and imaginings but always aching for more, yet afraid to ask someone for it? Can my characters get what I can't?
I look forward to feedback. Two things I'm worried about:
1) Being a guy who has never been in a relationship, I don't know if I'm writing the female experience well.
2) Is there too much build-up and not enough payoff? I sometimes wonder if non-poppers like me prefer a slow burn to an explosion of passion when it comes to romance as well as balloons.
Maybe I'm overthinking writing smut on the Internet, but gosh darn it, if I'm going to write smut on the Internet, it might as well be good smut.
Anyway, if you're still here, thanks for reading my rambling. Hope you enjoy the story.
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