This is my personal story abouth how i got a balloon fetish.
I have a brother who is a lot older ,when he was in his final year at school i was 12 years old.
They had a big event on his school and me and my parents went there.
At the midle of the playground was a stage for music and games.
After a while the host asked all moms from the final year students on stage.
They all were handed a balloon (the big old advertising ones from the late '80 s).
They had to do a b2p race for prizes.
I was not that interested in balloons until that day ,even a bit scared of them.
So the women started to blow... suddenly i was focussing more and more on that spectacle ,i got a strange feeling inside but could figure out what it was . I forgot all other people standing there.
The loons got bigger and bigger and firm necks were popping out... BANG... BANG... BANG... the first loons exploded in the air.
It overwelmed me and i was more exited then ever !!
The first 3 women got a prize. But not all loons popped ,some ladies just let go of them and they flew away...
They ended up on the playground and under feet ,what a waste.
Other ladies knotted those huge things and batted them in the public.
Most of them got popped ofcourse.
One very tight purple loon flew my way and i could catch it ,i was so happy !
I looked at it and feld how rockhard it was.
Suddenly one of the moms walked my way ,she had high heels ,a very revealing and impressive cleavage and sharp red fingernails. She was a bit drunk as well.
When she got to me she looked down and told me "you are to old for balloons" and grabbed it whit her claws... BANG !!!
She turned arround and walked away ,strangely enough i was not sad at all but got very excited ,i was drunk in my mind.
The rest of the afternoon is just a blurr until near the end.
I was walking between the fair and suddenly the same woman came to me.
She appologized for her act and told me she was a bit drunk ,she was sorry for bursting my loon and wanted to make it up.
She escorted me to the gym building and opened the door.
I was in heaven !!!
Abouth 5 girls and a few boys where blowing up lots of helium loons for the balloon race at the end of the event.
I had never seen so much tight helium loons in my life !!!
The woman asked the girls if i could have one.
Ofcourse that was no problem.
One of the girls grabbed 5 ribbons that had realy big loons on the other end of them and tied them to my wrist ,the loons were bobbing against each other whit that typical boing boing sound.... i loved it soooo very much.
They lady told me she was sorry again and walked away.
I was so happy.
Later that day we drove home ,i left my loons in my bedroom and that night i played whit them under the sheets.
They lasted for a day or 5 until they got that bad smell of old latex. I popped them and a looner was born.
It's so nice to remember that very moment !
Maybe my fantasy added a thing or two over the years but we will never know...
Sorry for my spelling errors.
Have a nice day and maybe you can share your story as well !!
I have a brother who is a lot older ,when he was in his final year at school i was 12 years old.
They had a big event on his school and me and my parents went there.
At the midle of the playground was a stage for music and games.
After a while the host asked all moms from the final year students on stage.
They all were handed a balloon (the big old advertising ones from the late '80 s).
They had to do a b2p race for prizes.
I was not that interested in balloons until that day ,even a bit scared of them.
So the women started to blow... suddenly i was focussing more and more on that spectacle ,i got a strange feeling inside but could figure out what it was . I forgot all other people standing there.
The loons got bigger and bigger and firm necks were popping out... BANG... BANG... BANG... the first loons exploded in the air.
It overwelmed me and i was more exited then ever !!
The first 3 women got a prize. But not all loons popped ,some ladies just let go of them and they flew away...
They ended up on the playground and under feet ,what a waste.
Other ladies knotted those huge things and batted them in the public.
Most of them got popped ofcourse.
One very tight purple loon flew my way and i could catch it ,i was so happy !
I looked at it and feld how rockhard it was.
Suddenly one of the moms walked my way ,she had high heels ,a very revealing and impressive cleavage and sharp red fingernails. She was a bit drunk as well.
When she got to me she looked down and told me "you are to old for balloons" and grabbed it whit her claws... BANG !!!
She turned arround and walked away ,strangely enough i was not sad at all but got very excited ,i was drunk in my mind.
The rest of the afternoon is just a blurr until near the end.
I was walking between the fair and suddenly the same woman came to me.
She appologized for her act and told me she was a bit drunk ,she was sorry for bursting my loon and wanted to make it up.
She escorted me to the gym building and opened the door.
I was in heaven !!!
Abouth 5 girls and a few boys where blowing up lots of helium loons for the balloon race at the end of the event.
I had never seen so much tight helium loons in my life !!!
The woman asked the girls if i could have one.
Ofcourse that was no problem.
One of the girls grabbed 5 ribbons that had realy big loons on the other end of them and tied them to my wrist ,the loons were bobbing against each other whit that typical boing boing sound.... i loved it soooo very much.
They lady told me she was sorry again and walked away.
I was so happy.
Later that day we drove home ,i left my loons in my bedroom and that night i played whit them under the sheets.
They lasted for a day or 5 until they got that bad smell of old latex. I popped them and a looner was born.
It's so nice to remember that very moment !
Maybe my fantasy added a thing or two over the years but we will never know...
Sorry for my spelling errors.
Have a nice day and maybe you can share your story as well !!
Comment