Re: Best childhood loon memory
Wow hot story, thanks for sharing!
It's one of my fantasies, a looner previously afraid of popping, now riding balloons and getting so turned on they want to pop the balloons, getting more brave and rough with increasing horniness.
I don't think I told this story on this board before, but sorry in advance if it's a repeat. If so I've copy pasted this from a PM chat I had over on VK with a friend about my first time BTP'ing a balloon. Just fair warning ahead of time, this one is kinda raunchy so I apologize in advance if its too much.
Anyways, here we go! I BTP'd my first balloon on my 12th birthday (it may have been 13th, I dunno.) All I knew was that about 3-4 years earlier I was scared as shit of balloons popping (I was scared any loud noises tbh), I taught myself to get over that fear, and popping balloons was now super fun to me even though it was still somewhat scary. Either way I was in about 7th grade at the time, and it was about a year after I had my first orgasm ever while innocently laying on a beautiful blue balloon. I had made the connection in my mind at that time that all the fun I was having discovering my new balloon popping hobby perhaps could be made into an even more "fun" activity. I guess I was learning about having a specific attraction to balloons, but I still didn't fully comprehend that I had a specific fetish for them yet.
I digress... it was my birthday. I had gotten home from school and I knew that my parents wouldn't be home for a couple more hours. So I had the house to myself before we would go out for my birthday dinner that evening. All day during school I was day dreaming about popping balloons, and had decided that when I got home I would throw myself my first private "balloon party" lol. I wanted to make it special, so I thought the best way to do that was to pop the most balloons I ever had at once (for that time. I of course got that record beat by more than 200 or so balloons now lol). So I imediately ran upstairs and start the arduous task of filling my room (by mouth btw... ugh! Thank God for inflators nowadays lol) with about 40 yellow 12" smiley face balloons that blew up to about 14" when tightly inflated. At that point in my life they were probably the biggest 12"ers I had ever encountered and I was so excited by the extra size they turned out to expand to. My plan was to just "let loose" and be as aggressive as I possibly could with destroying those balloons that day. I was popping them in all ways!
Back then my favorite popping methods was riding/grinding and STP. I used to love sit popping them and riding/grinding them bc really intense bouncing on full balloons would also make a louder pop, and I loved the feeling of the latex snapping against my skin when it finally would go off. My dick would get super hard from the bouncing. I feel silly for the slight brag (so sorry if it comes across as obnoxious) but I'm fortunate enough to have a nice big 8" (20 cm) dick. I only mention it because BTPing and bouncing on balloons with my hard dick was extra fun because the weight and length of it would make my dick bounce and jump all over the place, with a hypnotizing motion bouncing off of the bulging bulb and neck of the balloon before springing back up and slapping back against my abdomen with hot smacking sound and a heafty "thud" against me. In the past just that motion could make me cum! I STP'd a bunch of them, with their yellow latex straining against my wait before a beautiful BANG would echo against the room and shards of latex would go flying. It was so satisfying and exciting to watch. I can remember all the tension that would build up inside of me as I was still afriad of popping the balloon but desparately wanting it to BUST so badly at the same time.
I took a break to blow up maybe 5 or so more balloons that were slightly underinflated. I wanted to fuck them as hard as I could. Those loons we SOOOO HARD TO POP, and my dick sliding against the greasy balloon made it really hard to orgasm. So if I wanted any chance to cum, I would have to fuck and hump and squeeze the squishy balloon as HARD AS I POSSIBLY COULD until I would start sweating. I would lay on my stomach and grab the balloons by their bulb with both hands underneith me, and strain super hard trying to pull the balloon back against my crotch as I thrust with my hips over and over agaist my sqeezing. I could feel it as the neck would always protrude and grow while push back against me and my erection as the loon desperately stretched desperately trying not to EXPLODE underneath me. OMG it was so awesome!
Anyways, I was super scared to BTP a balloon at that point bc I thought the latex would hurt my face. But because that special birthday balloon session was so intense I just didn't fucking care! So I tried BTPing a balloon while fucking a bunch of them. I tried like 4 times but would chicken out and nail pop it in my face every time. By the time I was done with all the loons, I blew up a bunch more and tried to BTP one again. Simultaneously, I stomped on about 12 big yellow balloons that made HUGE BLASTS each time, one right after another. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! With each balloon pop stroked my self, and felt more and more brave, as if each loud explosion gave me more energy and I felt more and more powerful. Finally when I stompped on the last balloon, my head was spinning and I layed on my back on my bed. I was so fucking excited, I yelled, "I'm gonna fucking make this balloon explode!" I blew and blew and blew, and jerked my dick with my other hand. Suddenly, I shot a huge load all over my stomach. And while the orgasm was flowing through my body, the BALLOON FUCKING EXPLODED RIGHT IN MY FACE! The shards rained down on me, my ears rang, everything was in slow motion, and mqy vision got cloudy. The last thing I remember before passing out was saying out loud, "Happy Birthday to Me!"
Anyways, here we go! I BTP'd my first balloon on my 12th birthday (it may have been 13th, I dunno.) All I knew was that about 3-4 years earlier I was scared as shit of balloons popping (I was scared any loud noises tbh), I taught myself to get over that fear, and popping balloons was now super fun to me even though it was still somewhat scary. Either way I was in about 7th grade at the time, and it was about a year after I had my first orgasm ever while innocently laying on a beautiful blue balloon. I had made the connection in my mind at that time that all the fun I was having discovering my new balloon popping hobby perhaps could be made into an even more "fun" activity. I guess I was learning about having a specific attraction to balloons, but I still didn't fully comprehend that I had a specific fetish for them yet.
I digress... it was my birthday. I had gotten home from school and I knew that my parents wouldn't be home for a couple more hours. So I had the house to myself before we would go out for my birthday dinner that evening. All day during school I was day dreaming about popping balloons, and had decided that when I got home I would throw myself my first private "balloon party" lol. I wanted to make it special, so I thought the best way to do that was to pop the most balloons I ever had at once (for that time. I of course got that record beat by more than 200 or so balloons now lol). So I imediately ran upstairs and start the arduous task of filling my room (by mouth btw... ugh! Thank God for inflators nowadays lol) with about 40 yellow 12" smiley face balloons that blew up to about 14" when tightly inflated. At that point in my life they were probably the biggest 12"ers I had ever encountered and I was so excited by the extra size they turned out to expand to. My plan was to just "let loose" and be as aggressive as I possibly could with destroying those balloons that day. I was popping them in all ways!
Back then my favorite popping methods was riding/grinding and STP. I used to love sit popping them and riding/grinding them bc really intense bouncing on full balloons would also make a louder pop, and I loved the feeling of the latex snapping against my skin when it finally would go off. My dick would get super hard from the bouncing. I feel silly for the slight brag (so sorry if it comes across as obnoxious) but I'm fortunate enough to have a nice big 8" (20 cm) dick. I only mention it because BTPing and bouncing on balloons with my hard dick was extra fun because the weight and length of it would make my dick bounce and jump all over the place, with a hypnotizing motion bouncing off of the bulging bulb and neck of the balloon before springing back up and slapping back against my abdomen with hot smacking sound and a heafty "thud" against me. In the past just that motion could make me cum! I STP'd a bunch of them, with their yellow latex straining against my wait before a beautiful BANG would echo against the room and shards of latex would go flying. It was so satisfying and exciting to watch. I can remember all the tension that would build up inside of me as I was still afriad of popping the balloon but desparately wanting it to BUST so badly at the same time.
I took a break to blow up maybe 5 or so more balloons that were slightly underinflated. I wanted to fuck them as hard as I could. Those loons we SOOOO HARD TO POP, and my dick sliding against the greasy balloon made it really hard to orgasm. So if I wanted any chance to cum, I would have to fuck and hump and squeeze the squishy balloon as HARD AS I POSSIBLY COULD until I would start sweating. I would lay on my stomach and grab the balloons by their bulb with both hands underneith me, and strain super hard trying to pull the balloon back against my crotch as I thrust with my hips over and over agaist my sqeezing. I could feel it as the neck would always protrude and grow while push back against me and my erection as the loon desperately stretched desperately trying not to EXPLODE underneath me. OMG it was so awesome!
Anyways, I was super scared to BTP a balloon at that point bc I thought the latex would hurt my face. But because that special birthday balloon session was so intense I just didn't fucking care! So I tried BTPing a balloon while fucking a bunch of them. I tried like 4 times but would chicken out and nail pop it in my face every time. By the time I was done with all the loons, I blew up a bunch more and tried to BTP one again. Simultaneously, I stomped on about 12 big yellow balloons that made HUGE BLASTS each time, one right after another. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! With each balloon pop stroked my self, and felt more and more brave, as if each loud explosion gave me more energy and I felt more and more powerful. Finally when I stompped on the last balloon, my head was spinning and I layed on my back on my bed. I was so fucking excited, I yelled, "I'm gonna fucking make this balloon explode!" I blew and blew and blew, and jerked my dick with my other hand. Suddenly, I shot a huge load all over my stomach. And while the orgasm was flowing through my body, the BALLOON FUCKING EXPLODED RIGHT IN MY FACE! The shards rained down on me, my ears rang, everything was in slow motion, and mqy vision got cloudy. The last thing I remember before passing out was saying out loud, "Happy Birthday to Me!"
Wow hot story, thanks for sharing!
It's one of my fantasies, a looner previously afraid of popping, now riding balloons and getting so turned on they want to pop the balloons, getting more brave and rough with increasing horniness.
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