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Old 19-05-2019, 11:19 PM
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Hey everyone. I have been humming and hearing about posting a story for a long time now. I only did because I was asked to buy another looner. I've done a few more and they all tend to be fairly long. It hasn't been thriving a final edit yet, but I decided to post anyway. Let me know your thoughts.

They had connected through an on-line dating site that catered to people with like-minded interests. You could call them kinks or fetishes, or whatever floats your boat. Smutlife.com was clearly not the best site, but I had found some success in the past and decided to keep trying, hoping that I would finally meet someone decidedly cool. I was looking for someone out of the norm. Someone really different and special. Everyone had their own thing, it was just a matter of finding one that was either into my thing, was open minded enough to want to try or just wanted to experience something novel.
I knew pretty much the first time that I saw our profile that you would be amazing. You had beautiful shoulder-length chestnut hair with a long lock of fire-engine red right at the front. The red hair almost sent up a flare to all men saying “I’m here! Look at me”. It wasn’t an uncommon thing to see, but what most people don’t know is that a woman that does something like that is definitely in need of attention and wants to be noticed. The rule of the land is that you better fucking-well give it to them or they will drop you like third period French. I made a mental note of that and continued to scan through your library of photos. Six in all and you looked unbelievable in all of them. You were pretty in a really unique way. I had a hard time describing it, but I could tell from somewhat loose fitting clothes that you had a truly stunning body. Although, what attracted me the most was your piercingly deep hazel coloured eyes. Of course, it only helped that you had the cutest freckles that spread out from the bridge of her nose to cover her cheeks. To me, you were simply gorgeous. I had to find a way to be with you, now! However, it was the last photo was the one that really piqued my interest. In the background was a very large, red, round balloon sitting in the corner of your room unnoticed surrounded by flecks of broken latex spread out on all sides. This kind of detail would have been lost on everyone that didn’t have a balloon fetish, but captured my attention like no other making me want to know more. Ordinarily, my attention would have been drawn to your burgundy coloured lace push-up bra and matching panties barely covering the what looked like the softest and most inviting skin I had ever seen, but the balloon is what I saw first. For as long as I could remember I could pick one out at a thousand yards attached to a sign, floating in the sky or as burst shards on the ground. This was the problem for someone with that fetish is that balloons are so common that you are constantly being reminded about your proclivity in public on a regular basis (especially during moments when it should be the last thing on your mind, like at a children’s party). I went back to your profile and it read “Little looner. Looking for someone out of the ordinary. Recently realized I have a special thing that I NEED to explore with someone. Dying for some special personal affection and preferably looking for a meaningful connection...but not looking to get married…again. I’m insatiable, so better bring your A game.”
I swiped right with a slight feeling of regret knowing that I wouldn’t see your profile again unless you did the same. A week had passed by and I had almost put you completely out of my mind. Almost.
You had just about forgotten about her Smutlife.com account due to numerous issues you had with her divorce and your ex being a total wanker, but mostly just didn’t feel like being harassed, have to make small talk or deal with the multitude of dick picks that were being sent to you daily. You normally didn’t mind seeing a nice cock, but much preferred to have it in your hand, mouth or pussy and preferably on your own terms instead of receiving them unsolicited. In fact, one of her favourite things was to suck and fondle a nice warm cock slowly bringing assuming it was your partner and bring them to explosive orgasms. What made it even better was for you to edge him just to the point of climax multiple times after he had abstained from touching himself for a good week on your orders. You loved the power you held over men, relishing the expressions on his face and seeing how his body reacted to your every touch. You hadn’t had any nice cock in longer than you could remember, and you ached to be filled again as your libido came rushing back in full force like a tsunami. At this point, watching porn just wasn’t enough. I mean, porn has its moments and it fills a temporary need, but when you are aching, it is entirely inadequate. Consequently, it was like a second awakening for you. You were just on the cusp of hitting your sexual prime and could only just barely hold back the hormones that were starting to drive you to make some dubious choices. Sometimes you would go to sleep turned on and then wake up in a lake of your juices often having to change your sheets because the smell the following day would continue to turn you on – it was a vicious cycle. You would sometimes go for lunch and spy a hot guy in a restaurant and would have to excuse herself to the bathroom to take care of yourself, otherwise sit there in discomfort as your panties soaked through leaving a tell-tale moist spot on the chair. Sometimes all it took was the slightest gust of wind between your legs if you were wearing a sundress to make your chest flush in excitement while your nipples stood out at attention like the Queen’s guard.
Two of your closest girl friends were coming over that Friday night to have some laughs, drink tons of red wine and shoot the shit. “Can’t wait. I haven’t seen Jen and Kelly in forever.” You thought as you stepped into the shower, cleaned up, shaved and got dressed in some very tight jeans and a nice flowy top that made your chest look just divine. You heard the door-bell just as you had finished blow-drying your hair. Then came the knock at the door just as you crossed the living room carpet. Your peripheral vision caught the site of a nice plump yellow balloon that you had completely forgotten to put away due to being completely over-come by your wetness after orgasming three times in succession once you got home from work. Luckily the couch had been spared since the balloon took the brunt of most of the juice as it shot out between your fingers as they plunged deep inside of your soaked pussy. Your g spot had been calling out ever since you had gone by the party supply store and spied a hot young guy filling up an order. You could barely restrain yourself from buying the store out and did your best to choose a few nice sizes and colours just to get your “fix”. Toying with the idea of flirting with him a little but decided against it for lack of something to say other than “Nice balloons” so you let the idea go as quickly as it entered your head. You weren’t entirely comfortable and ready to share your favourite fetish with your friends, but if they ever figured it out you decided that you would just come clean and tell them. The balloon was far to big to hide anywhere at this point and popping it would probably sound like artillery fire going off scaring the holy living shit out of your two shitpoos (some sort of shitzu and poodle mix). You refrained from jabbing it with a kitchen knife as you made it to the front door before your friends broke it down.
“Heeeeeey! Ready to have some fun?” both girls said almost simultaneously as you opened the door. “What are you guys? Twins?” you responded laughing at their parroting of each other. They both looked at each other and laughed. You observed their behaviour closely and realized that they had already started the party well in advance and were probably at least three glasses in by the time they got to your apartment. “Assholes! You started without me” you joked while simultaneously thought “Time to catch up” as you ushered them into through the front hallway. They took off their winter coats and hung them in the closet and removed their slush covered winter boots. Both your friends were quite attractive, but different in their own ways. Jen was curvier then Kelly, but Kelly had a set of lips and eyes that set every guy’s desire on fire. She was what you would call a classic beauty and she was able to get guys to start uttering gibberish especially at the most opportune time, generally when they were trying to ask her out. Despite their differences, they both were decidedly female and carried themselves exquisitely. Utterly and totally female.
Everyone walked into the living room as your two friends sat down on the couch and put their feet up on the ottoman. You headed to the kitchen to uncork a nice bottle of Burgundy and didn’t bother to let it breath since her friends were used to drinking all kinds of plonk normally served in hollowed out pineapples and coconuts with tiny umbrellas sticking out the top. You generally had to set their drinks on fire or pour them down some sort of ice luge for your friends to want to drink them, so a decent bottle of red should do just fine. Regardless, after three drinks they could be drinking paint thinner for all they knew. You deftly poured out three glasses and handed one to each as their asses were cradled warmly in the grey corduroy couch. “So, how is your love life?” inquired Kelly. “Ugh” you responded monosyllabically while rolling your eyes. “You know what your problem is? You need to get shagged good and proper”. Your friend offered as simple enough advice almost as if it didn’t matter what you had said, it would still be her first answer. “You just need to get your hands on a nice handsome cock, preferably attached to a strong wet tongue and a nice pair of eyes to give you a couple of good, leg shaking orgasms and you should be good for at least a month” Kelly mentioned almost haphazardly. “I need way, way more than that to keep me happy” you retorted implying that if sex wasn’t multiple times a day, you felt unsatisfied. “Well then…how fierce” Jen shot back “…such a tough customer”. “Have you gotten back on Smutlife?” Kelly asked almost expecting to hear “No!” as your answer. “Actually, yes. Just this morning, but it is still pretty dismal. I still haven’t checked my matches” you shot back much to your friend’s surprise. “Here, give me her phone” said Jen motioning with her arm to throw it to her. “No way! I hate the guys you chose for me last time. They were also retarded” you said reaching for your phone on the kitchen counter just at the same time that Kelly had picked it up and held it to her chest away from your reach. Kelly powered it on and found the app after a couple of quick swipes. “Wow! You have more than 100 likes” she said incredulously. “Really?” you said quite astonished not knowing what to expect. “I’m going to fix your problem…right…now” said Jen while motioning to Kelly to throw her the phone. Kelly began to swipe through her matches at an alarming rate. “Nope, yes, no, not bad, nice, nope, nope, nope…woah he’s perfect for you.” as she fell on the last choice. She showed Jen the profile image of me in a fantastically cut suit, impeccable hair, sunglasses on with a name tag emblazoned on my lapel saying “Hello, my name is…Satan”. She chuckled thinking it was pretty hilarious and continued to progress through my other images. One of me being thrown off a mechanical bull, another with me eating an obscenely large sandwich, the second to last with me passed out next to Tom Hanks giving the thumbs up in a café, and the last one of me holding a bouquet of large helium balloons looking up at them. She scrolled down to my profile and read through it quickly. “Looking for my partner in crime. I really need someone to help me rob a bank. Has to be a good wheel (wo)man, able to control a crowd and not afraid when the shit hits the fan. Knows how to fence a large amount of money. Ultimately, It would be really cool if you were someone adventurous, giving, open-minded and especially and someone who likes to have fun. Recently found I have a special interest and need a partner to explore it fully.” You thought that it was a bit of a mish-mash of things, but were intrigued, nonetheless as you chuckled. “Funny…not bad” you said, and Jen swiped right making the phone ding immediately indicating that I had already chosen you. “Amazing!” she said as she clicked the “chat now” button opening a different window with a blinking prompt saying something cheesy like “You can’t say you don’t like something if you haven’t tried it first”. “Here, you write.” Jen said as she threw the phone over to Kelly. “Hmmmm” she pondered. “Hey, thanks for matching with me. Normally I’m pretty old-fashioned, but tonight I’m feeling bold and decided to answer first.” She saw the moving three dots indicating that her new match was typing something on his end and then waited. “Thanks for responding. I’m so happy that you did. You have the most incredible eyes” I wrote almost cringing as I hit send. I was almost expecting to see the response “Thanks. You are sweet, but not interested. Bye” And then to have you quickly unmatch me and disappear forever. “Good start” Jen said nodding in approval. “What now?” Kelly said looking at you for input. “How about, what was it about my profile that intrigued you?” you said. Both Kelly and Jen looked at each other quizzically both raising their eye brows at the same time. “You sure?” waiting for your response Kelly said shrugging her shoulders and looking back at the phone breathing out in exasperation with her eyebrows raised. Three dots appeared at the bottom of the screen again and then my response popped up with a woosh. “I read your profile and what you wrote is almost exactly the same thing that I wrote, with the exception of the partner in crime bit” I said. “I’m looking for a new experience, one that is going to blow me away and also one that will make me think differently” I continued. Kelly looked at you and said “What the fuck does that even mean?” waiting for your answer. “I think it means that he is looking to break out of his comfort zone and take a walk on the wild side” you said. Kelly scanned through your saved images and selected a shot of you wearing a tight, short, black cocktail dress at some club with a drink in your hand, your ample cleavage being squeezed together aimed at the lense of the camera and attached it to her message to him. “OMG, stunning!” was my response. “You like?” Kelly typed back to him already knowing the answer. “Yes, very much….you look amazing” I said typing furtively. “Bingo!” Jen said while adding emphasis to her point by aiming her finger skywards. You grabbed the phone back from Kelly and typed “So, what’s with you and your picture with the balloons?”. The three dots blinked at the bottom of the screen for the better part of thirty seconds clearly indicating that I had written something, erased it, wrote something different, had second thoughts and finally responded with “Ummmmm. Not sure what to say. I like balloons” was the best that I could come up with. “Oh yeah? You sure only LIKE them.” You answered back a little more forcefully this time. “What is she writing?” Jen said to Kelly trying to get a clear look at the screen on the phone. “She just asked him if he loves balloons” said Kelly rolling her eyes. “Where the fuck is this conversation going? Why are you talking about BALLOONS!?!” Jen asked Kelly. “No idea…” responded Kelly as she walked into the kitchen to refill her glass. “Ask him how big his package is!!!!” she said way louder than she probably should have. Clearly the alcohol had already taken its affect with her and she was having a hard time holding back her real and honest thoughts. She picked up the bottle and started to pour another full glass for herself. She picked it up from the counter and headed back to the living room and noticed a large clear yellow shape in the corner of the room only partially hidden behind a large over-stuffed chair. She walked over to it, peering around the edge of the chair and placed her socked foot on top of it feeling it comply with her force and rolled it towards herself carefully. She was astonished having never seen a balloon that big and was also wondering why it had what looked like white droplets all over the face of it, almost as if some liquid had dried on its surface and why it was tucked behind a chair. She picked it up between both hands, pressing it tentatively, one holding onto the wine glass at the same time and marched over to the couch where the other two were sitting. As she reached the couch, she batted it over to you and rebounded off your head as you looked up slowly realizing that Kelly had found your new play toy. “Excuse me. What’s this?” she said already having a pretty good idea of how you were going to respond. “OMG!” you said in shock holding your hands in front of your face in utter embarrassment. “What are you like five years old?” Jen said jokingly not understanding why you would need or have a balloon in your apartment especially since your birthday was still months away. “No seriously, what are you doing with this thing?” said Kelly looking at you expecting a really carefully crafted answer. They both knew you were into some pretty kinky and weird stuff and probably expecting some crude response but were definitely not expecting you to say “I love balloons, they turn me on. It gets me off sitting on top of them and playing with myself. My dream is to have a guy bend me over one just like that and fuck the living daylights out of my aching pussy”. You said looking off into the distance as if you had been transported into your far-off dream for the moments that it took you to explain, but mainly because you were embarrassed and didn’t want to look your friends in the eye. Both girls sat their wide eyed not believing what they just heard. “You are kidding right?” said Jen first “I mean how?” Kelly followed up. In one quick motion, you downed three quarters of your wine, swallowed and put the glass down on the counter with a “clink” and then raised yourself into a standing position.
“Come here” you motioned to both of them grabbing the big balloon out of the air and placing it down forcefully on the carpeted floor. “Take off your pants and underwear” you said commandingly to Kelly as she looked at you in utter shock. “No fucking way am I doing that” protested Kelly and responded “Jen, you try it” trying to pass the buck knowing that Jen was the more adventurous of the two. You looked expectedly at Jen and she exhaled decisively saying “Fine! Only because you asked so nicely” as she rolled her eyes. Jen stripped out of her jeans and pulled them off with her socks in one quick motion. She wore a pair of dark blue panties cut high onto the thighs which around the back framed her ass beautifully. She hooked her thumbs under the waist band and then paused in that position while looking down at herself. “Come on” you urged her actually wanting to get a glimpse at her neatly trimmed bush and the soft creamy skin of her thighs. In reality you much preferred men, but could easily appreciate the softer, more yielding body of a woman especially as attractive as hers. You were bi-curious by nature and had always wanted to see what your friends looked like naked anyway. Her panties dropped to the floor as you noticed that Jen had a Brazilian instead of a pointed landing strip above her pubis signaling where all available cocks should land. Her pussy was absolutely gorgeous with her labia hanging down tantalizingly between her legs and the cutest clit sticking out from underneath the hood, bright and pink. “Sit down” you said to her. “Where she responded?” not sure what you were referring to. “On the balloon you tard” you reproached her for being not so quick off the mark. “It’s going to pop though and I’m going to fall on my ass” she shot back not having a clue as to the ability of a balloon as large as that to be able to hold her weight. She lowered herself down slowly onto the balloon as you quickly pushed her down by the shoulders with her ass bouncing into the skin causing two large dimples where her rear end met the latex. The motion of the balloon almost bottoming out caused her to squeal out in anticipation of a massive bang only to be met with a gently rustling of the latex spreading out on the carpet. Her labia squashed down into the balloon as the rest of out billowed out and up around her pussy. You pushed her gingerly down and then up on the balloon allowing it to push against her clit rubbing gently as she moved. “It feels…nice” she said quite astonished that she didn’t mind the sensation but closed herself off by saying “I get why you would like this…but it’s not for me” as she stepped up and off the balloon clearly not being entirely comfortable with the display. You sighed imperceptibly with disappointment at your friend’s attitude but couldn’t help not notice a wet trail where her pussy met the skin of the balloon. “You could have fooled me” was your response while looking her in the eye. You looked over at Kelly motioning to the balloon fully expecting her to say “Hell yeah, let’s give it a go” but she politely declined saying something about her glass being empty again. “No harm, no foul” you said not expecting to have your friends even give it a try. Jen put her underwear back on and then her pants and then sat back down on the couch waving her hand in front of her face like a fan. You made a mental note to try and get Jen to try it again perhaps when Kelly wasn’t around. It might be fun to eat out a girl with her bouncing away you thought to yourself.
My last response on Smutlife to you ended kind of abruptly in the middle of our conversation wondering if you had disappeared. You closed the app and opened it up again to realize that you hadn’t unmatched with me, just that you hadn’t responded either. I responded back to you that with hope saying, “Yes, I have a balloon fetish but I had never been with a woman that either had the fetish themselves or was willing to give it a try”. And then nothing for a good thirty minutes.
Jen picked up your phone again and said, “He responded!” while looking attentively at the screen. “What did he say?” you asked still a little flushed from your experience of watching Jen. “He said that he wants to put his put fat, hard cock inside and fill you up hitting your g spot until you squirt uncontrollably all over him”. “Wow, sounds hot, but a little crude” you responded not believing her for even two seconds. “Show me what he wrote” you said pulling the phone towards you so that you could read what I wrote with your own eyes. You took in the words that I used and pondered over them as you sipped at your wine. “You are going to respond to that aren’t you?” said Kelly in disbelief and you quickly came back with “Not sure, but I am intrigued.” “Oh, for Christ” said Jen as she typed a response for a minute, closed the phone and put it face down on the counter. “There. Done.” She said pursing her lips and looking up at you with her right eyebrow cocked. “Fuck! What did you write?” you said to her not believing that she had done something potentially stupid. She totally ignored you as you asked a second time, “What did you fucking write you twat?!?!” and then just laughed in response as your eyes grew wide reading the last message on the screen. It read “I need you right now. Bring your balloons. I’m going to blow your mind. My address is 556 Burlington, corner of Convington road”.
I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw the message after stepping out the shower having shaved all the relevant bits and making myself as presentable as possible. Presentable in the sense that I would have to look decent especially if the hottest woman I had ever seen was willing to even consider seeing me naked let alone touch any part of my body. “I’m on my way in five, be there in 20” I responded back with my two thumbs shaking a little and excited at the prospect of being able to meet you. I grabbed a bag and tossed in a good twenty or thirty balloons without concern to any particular size, shape or colour and added a bottle of vodka that I had bought earlier in the day. My wallet slid into my back right pocket as I placed my phone into the front left noting that my cock was already six steps ahead of me and was already considering some crazy fantasies for what might happen in the near future.
I had never moved so fast and with such purpose as I headed to the tube, quickly figuring out the route from the map on the wall as I jumped down the stairs five at a time. I slid my pass through the reader at the turnstile and arrived on the platform just as the train came screeching into the station. The ride went by in a flash as I heard “Next stop…Covington” come across the p.a. system. The train slowed to a halt and the doors opened jumping off and heading up the escalator sticking to the faster moving left side. I burst through the exit doors and headed onto the street heading east towards Covington and Burlington and quickly located the address halfway up the street on the left side. I stood outside your address on the side-walk, tapping my right foot as I weighed my options. A few seconds passed as I steeled up all the courage I could muster leaning forward to depress the doorbell at number 556 Covington. Two attractive women dressed in winter gear headed laughing out the front door oblivious to my presence until they almost closed the door behind them. They both noticed me standing there with my pointer finger poised over the door bell standing like a statue hoping they wouldn’t notice me. The taller of the two called out a little too loudly “She’s inside…just go in and have a great time.” and then leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek winking. “Not sure what that was all about” I said to myself blushing and watched the girls walking arm-in-arm looking over their shoulder as they laughed hysterically all the way down the street. I turned around and walked through the threshold of the door while knocking lightly. “Hello?” I said hoping that someone would answer and was received with nothing in response. I continued to move down the hallway to where it met with the living room. I could tell it was you from the bright red lock of hair on the right side of your head that just covered your eye making it nearly impossible for you to see me. There you were with your back facing me standing at the kitchen counter breathing out intently into a large green balloon. Your tight black jeans framed your ass magnificently and the translucency of your top gave me a very good idea of what hid underneath. At this point it was at least three quarters full and you continued to blow without realizing that I was behind you. I was too embarrassed to say anything for fear of not only scaring you but also for fear of not seeing you blow that magnificent balloon up until the finale. You continued to blow hard with your eyes closed as the neck had sprung out closing the gap to your lips. You grabbed it with your teeth and hands on either side and pulled it away from you stretching out the neck even more. You allowed the balloon to spring back to its original position and you marvelled at it thinking “how much more air could possibly go in?”. It had clearly reached its maximum size and was now holding on for dear life. The opaque green had turned almost transparent and was protesting its expansion by making squealing noises every time you moved your hands along the sides. Your sixth sense could tell that you were being watched, but unsure as to its direction since your attention was on making the balloon explode. You gave one final breath into it and it burst like a thunder clap. You instinctively moved your arms up to cover your ears but were just too slow off the mark to make a difference. The ringing in your ears completely muffled the “that was incredible” that came out of my mouth which you clearly hadn’t heard. Your eyes met mine as you turned around in what felt like slow motion and I finally got to experience the incredible deep green-brown of your first-hand. “Aaaagh!” you screamed out as it took a few seconds for you brain to comprehend that it was me milling about your living room instead of some serial killer that was hell bent on harvesting your organs. “I’m sorry, you scared me. I didn’t know you were behind me.” Is all you could manage to say since you weren’t expecting anyone to be witness to your game of blowing up a balloon. “No, no, that was incredible. I loved it.” I said beaming my biggest smile despite even having not even been formally introduced to you. I could feel you relax a little not quite sure what to say as your fingers scanned over my body falling on the veritable tent that had formed at the crotch of my jeans. You continued to stare for a few seconds and then broke out of your reverie “drink?” you said changing the subject immediately and breaking the silence. I opened the bag that I was carrying and pulled out the bottle of triple distilled Finnish vodka and handed it to you as I scanned across your body noticing that your nipples were sticking out from the thin material of your blouse. “Thanks. How do you take it?” you asked me as I paused for a second to respond “Anywhere I can get it” I responded not sure if I had heard you correctly. “I mean…your drink” you answered stifling back a giggle. “How embarrassing, I’m so sorry. On the rocks, please” I said handing you the bottle.
“Don’t worry, we’re all good” you mentioned as you got up to fetch two glasses from the cabinet and dropped in three ice cubes each. You poured the vodka half-way up the glass and gave them both a stir with your finger, popping it into your mouth to suck off whatever remained. It was a turn-on to watch you do even the most mundane things as you handed me my glass while you sat down next to me on the couch, only a few inches separating our legs. Your movements were decidedly sexual in nature and it was almost uncomfortable being next to you for its effect. I could feel your warmth and as the night progressed on, you moved closer and closer until our knees were touching. We talked about everything under the sun, but often came back to some aspect of our respective sexuality. You said that you were living a somewhat of a renaissance at this point in your life and wanted to explore anything and everything all over again. I’m not sure whether it was the alcohol or that you liked me, but you began to get much more touchy-feely as our conversation got ever flirtier and more uninhibited. You would laugh often and touch my arm or absently brush your hand against my thigh while looking into my eyes, but the final sign was you brushing your breast against my shoulder when you tried to show me video on your phone. Guys aren’t the quickest in picking up signals, but yours I was picking up like a beacon of a climber lost in an avalanche.
“What’s in the bag?” you said to me looking over at the army green messenger bag that I had brought. “Be my guest. Open it and see” I said to you knowing full well that you were going to enjoy yourself pulling out all the presents that I had brought. You unlatched the buckle on the front, tipped it upside down and allowed the rainbow of coloured balloons pour out of the bag onto your couch. “Wow” you said, “those are gorgeous” as you thumbed through them. “Can I?” you asked as you picked up a larger pink one with an exceptionally wide neck. “For sure” I said, “so long as I get to watch you”. You smiled and thought about my answer and then responded “So, you are only going to watch?” while you tilted your head in the cutest possible way stretching it out between your fingers by the neck and base. You lifted the balloon to your mouth while fixing your eyes on mine and began to blow. I moved closer to you testing the waters to see what I could get away with since you were occupied. I put my hand on your thigh and rubbed gently as you made nice “ooooing” noises between breaths of air. My hand travelled up to your tummy and unbuttoned your blouse moving from your navel up to your neck and slowly pulled back both sides exposing your incredible skin. Despite having two left hands, I will still able to undo the buttons on the fly of your jeans and flayed them open exposing your matching panties. “You don’t waste any time at all do you?” you questioned me not really expecting an answer. Your eyes were closed as you took the occasional break from blowing and getting lost in the feeling of my fingers playing over your body. You reflexively lifted up your ass to allow me to push down your pants stopping at your ankles. The balloon was now getting ridiculously large as the palm of my hand cupped your pussy and moved in slow circles. You allowed your head to fall back onto the cushions behind you and continued to blow as the neck became fatter, inflating to almost half a foot wide. I noticed a dark patch had formed on your panties and reached inside to feel the warmth and wetness against my fingers, probing you gently. Your breaths became more ragged as you struggled to continue blowing up the balloon not knowing when it would let go. It just kept expanding and expanding as my fingers darted into you quicker and deeper, the palm of my hand connecting with your clit with every inward stroke. I paused only for a few seconds to allow myself to get up and shuffle in behind you to be able to feel inside your blouse and get a better position for my hand against your pussy. I reached up with my left hand and gave the neck of the balloon a firm squeeze as your eyes flew open at the sound of the squeaking latex. You were shocked at the monstrous size but couldn’t stop yourself blowing knowing that my right hand would stop playing with you unless you could burst this balloon. “NNNgggh” came out of your mouth muffled as the excitement and fear of the balloon exploding in your face dovetailed beautifully with your mounting orgasm. I knew the limits of these toys well having blown to burst a number of them myself and slid my fingers purposefully along the neck to the bulb as you watched in abject terror while continuing to rub your clit furiously. You inhaled sharply as my fingers bit into the latex making it explode just as you hit your climax making your writhe. My hand instantly covered in your juice cascading down the front of your panties soaking them in your excitement. Your body continued to shake and convulse as the waves of your orgasm crashed through you slowly subsiding as your respirations slowed down. “Oh my God” you exclaimed, “I so needed that”. “I’m sure you did” I said whispering into your ear and kissing the nape of your neck while my hands fell inside your blouse cupping your breasts. My fingers tugged at your nipples through the material of your bra. I pulled your blouse down behind your shoulders and shimmied your arms free while dropping down the straps on your bra allowing me to unclasp it from the rear. They fell away from your bra as I supported them with both hands squeezing firmly revelling in their warmth and firmness. A few minutes had passed as your baseline excitement had subsided and dropped down to your more reasonable functional level. You stood up extricating yourself from my body and spied the large pile of balloons that I had brought for our mutual enjoyment. You judiciously picked up a couple more balloons from the pile stuffing them carefully into your panties with necks pulled out where the parts against you were instantly coated by your wetness and warmth. The feeling from the smooth latex brushing against your clit and labia was nice, but you had bigger plans and knew that my excitement could only last so long. “Get up” you commanded in the nicest possible way.
I slowly rose to my feet as you said, “This isn’t fair. You are wearing far too much clothing”. “You are absolutely right” I answered you affirmatively and reached down to peel off one of my socks. “Very funny” you said “…and now the rest”. I hadn’t ever been with a woman so forward before and it was an incredible turn on to be in such a role reversal. I quickly stripped out of the rest of my clothes and stood there in front of her. My cock began to react as your eyes fell up on it. “Very nice” you mouthed the as you punctuated your sentence with a slight bite of your lower lip making me stand out even prouder. You scanned over my body paying close attention to all the details while starting at my feet, eventually all the way up to my eyes. “Up against the wall” you mentioned while pointing your finger towards the open expanse of drywall with only a picture hanging from it almost as if you were a cop placing me under arrest. I watched your finger as you began to make a circling motion implying that you wanted me to turn around and face it. I complied as I could hear walk across the carpet towards me while picking up the large yellow balloon in both hands. As I reached the wall, I placed my palms against it flat open and as you gently kicked the inside of my right leg to get me to open them wider and followed up in the same fashion with the left. I was looking back to try and observe your next moves and was pleasantly surprised that you had sandwiched the balloon against my ass with your body and began to push against it. “Way to big to get close enough to you” you said as you rolled it down my ass to capture it beautifully between my legs, pushing it up and against me to meet my balls tantalizingly as they hung down below me. I could feel the warmth of your chest as you placed your breasts against my back and made slow purposeful circles while your arms reached around to caress every inch of my body. Your hands were working their magic as I felt both palms fall upon my ass cheeks. You dug your nails in and allowed them to scrape along the surface causing me to shiver with excitement. Your right hand travelled around to my front slowly as you placed your chin on my shoulder and breathed out into my ear saying “you want to cum baby? How badly do you want to cum?” reaching a hold of my cock and tugging at it slowly. “Oh my God Yes! So…fucking…badly” I said as you squeezed the head and fingered the hole at the top causing my pre-cum to spread out in a thin layer. “Well then, you are in a for real treat, because I don’t think anyone has every tried this with you…” you said whispering again in my ear as the edges of your lips caressed the inside causing me to breath out heavily. “What do you mean?” I asked probing her question for more information but was left with resounding silence. You continued to stroke my cock pushing your curves against me making me sigh in pleasure and let your left hand travel up and pinched my left nipple, slowly allowing it to slide down to my ass and give it a second squeeze. “I’ll be gentle” you said as your hand traveled up and into your wet mouth. You collected a nice amount of saliva and then pulled it out with a pop and brought it down between my ass cheeks. Your pointer finger now dripping began to massage my asshole as you continued to stroke my cock with your right hand. I gasped and breathed out heavily as you began to probe me gently. Constant pressure and movement was all it took for me to relax the muscle enough to allow your finger to travel inside me. One stroke down with your right hand as you alternated sliding in with your left and then back out again causing a pattern of pure bliss. You began to pick up speed both in front and back and used your leverage to bring me down to sit my ass onto the balloon. You followed me down to finally rest on your knees as you peered around my side observing me at my most vulnerable. My eyes met yours somewhere near my rib cage as you watched intently kissing my skin never stopping your right- and left-hand pattern taking me to a level of excitement I had never felt before. My eyes mere slits at this point as I breathed in and out constantly. Seeing me in this state had much the same effect on you as your juice trickled down your thigh to meet the carpet at your knee. I bounced gently using my knees for support as the pressure of the balloon pushed your left-hand pointer finger deeper and deeper inside me eventually finding a walnut sized bump. Your finger continued its exploration as you circled it with more and more pressure causing my pre-cum to pump out of my cock in spurts sending the most incredible waves of pleasure through my body. My cock was soaked in its own juices as you pushed your body against me stroking my cock with your right hand at slow and measured pace. The pre-cum had began to pool on the balloon just under my balls as you had come down with one final stroke encircling my cock with your thumb and point finger causing my foreskin to be pulled back tightly and the rest of your fingers cupping the underside of my balls. Your pointy fingernails with the best intentions still had a difficult time getting purchase against the taught skin of the balloon as it sat against my balls. One eventually made its mark as you managed to pierce the skin with one final down-stroke. The balloon gave way in a thunderous boom scaring the living shit out of both of us and your twin dogs sending me over the edge into total bliss as my cock erupted cum in spurts all over the wall while you simultaneously pushed down on my p spot. For almost a minute I screamed out as you continued to stroke me going slower and slower to eventually stop at the base of my balls holding me firmly. Your hand was covered in my juice as was the carpet below me and the shards of balloon that had just burst below. “How was that?” you asked knowing full well that my entire life had flashed before my eyes. It took me a solid thirty seconds to react to your question while I panted, little beads of sweat forming on my brow. “Do it again” I said watching you smile gently, the corners of your mouth upturned in a devious grin much like the Joker.
You got up and went to the bathroom down the main hallway, turned on the hot water to let it run. Grabbing a wash cloth, you wrung it out under the warm water a few times and cleaned off your hands to the best of your ability. You came back to me sauntering like a model on the catwalk as I watched your breasts sway gently with your every more. You reached around underneath me and cleaned off every inch of covered skin and then proceeded to wipe off the wall in disbelief at the quantity of cum that had shot forth. “Is that better?” you asked me as I nodded at the feeling of warmth against my ball, you stroking my cock gently brining me back up slightly on the excitement scale. “She’s right, she is insatiable” you said to yourself incredulously even though I had orgasmed only moments ago. I still found a way to enjoy the feeling of being manipulated and fondled by your expert hands.
We both sat down on the couch and took sips from our now diluted drinks making the harshness of the alcohol subside as it slid down our throats. I ran my fingers along your soft legs admiring them as we sat there just enjoying each other’s company. It all felt very natural and incredibly comfortable being naked together basking the afterglow of mutual orgasms had only a short time ago. You looked down at my cock and got a chance to really get a good look and asked, “Do you mind?” touching it freely. “Not at all” I said as you continued to feel out its size, weight, girth and temperature. “I love a nice penis” you said laughing a little as you stroked it gently. “Good” I responded mimicking your reaction adding “…cause I love your pussy” reaching down for yours noticing the neck of a purple and clear balloon sticking still out of your panties. “Hmmmmm?” I reached out just as you ducked my fingers plucking one from your panties. You downed the rest of your drink and set it down on the table as you swallowed it in two gulps much like you had done previously, clearly to make a point. You reached for my glass and took it out of my hands setting it on a coaster sitting on top of the glass table to the left of the couch and promptly stood up.
You pulled on the neck of the large, clear, uninflated balloon sticking out of your panties and played with it between your fingers. I noticed the slick shininess that your juice had deposited on the skin of the balloon as you brought it to your lips. You began to blow earnestly into it causing the bulb to spring to life as it grew out magically in your hands. Your finger traced through the moisture making trails on the surface of the skin as it expanded. You backed yourself up against my legs as they lay over the edge of the couch and slowly lowered your delicious ass onto my crotch, causing my cock to ride up between your cheeks. You gyrated slowly while continuing to blow as I admired the shape of your back from behind feeling your ass press against me. My pleasure was mounting as you continued your lap dance and got up only to turn around and grab the balloon by the neck lowering your head to my cock. You opened your lips engulfing it gently as you bobbed slowly swirling around the head. Your head slid down allowing me to feel the head of my cock brush against the back of your throat. Even though I’m not that big, you masterfully took it in without the hint of any gagging at all. Back up you left a trail of your saliva on me that dribbled down over my balls. Taking hold by the neck of the balloon the bulb had reached almost two feet across, you slid the neck down over my cock pushing it into the hole of the balloon sealing it from any air that would escape. You used your hand from underneath to secure it deftly around my cock so that the air pressure within the balloon didn’t cause it to slip up and off of me while your chest pushed down from above to keep it in place. You climbed up onto the couch with feet resting on either side of my legs and dropped your pussy down onto the clear balloon. You began to ride back and forth sliding your labia and clit as it made creamy trails across the skin. The rubbing was making you incredibly wet taking away some of the friction that you needed causing you to push down harder against the balloon. From your movements back and forth, the balloon proceeded to fuck my hard cock pushing me into the hole with fervour pushing against my balls with the mounting pressure. Your position gave me the most incredible view as I could see your tits slide across the top and into my face simultaneously as my hands reached up to guide your hips into me harder. The feeling was incredible as I felt like I was fucking you from afar but could still watch your pussy glide along the surface of the balloon. It was clearly one of the hottest things I had seen. “I need more” I said to you as I pulled you into me harder and harder. “Yeah?” you said as you clamped your thighs down squashing the balloon causing it to push down against my balls further and the bulb up towards my face. “You want me to make you pop?” you asked already knowing the answer, but not wanting the lovely friction on your clit to stop any time soon. “Yessss I said” as I pulled you forcefully into me harder and harder. The balloon was protesting your intentional abuse by making more and more noise as you continued to bounce with vigor. It gave way with a resounding bang as you fell down landing hard right on top with my cock only millimeters from your soaked pussy. You let out a gasp as I pushed my hips forward feeling me slide deeply into you all the way to the base. You road me hard as I pushed up to meet simultaneously causing us to slap together as I watched your face grimace in contentment. Your dam burst as the remains of the clear balloon still wrapped tightly around my cock pushed against your swollen clit. I could feel the wet warmth from your orgasm spread across my crotch as I watched you peak, my cock erupted for what felt like the millionth time this evening emptying me into you completely. The smile on your face was all I needed to know that you and your soaked genitals were in a state of pure bliss. We sat content in our combined fluids as I went limp slowly eventually falling out of your cum drenched pussy with a plop. Semen flowed out of you being pulled by gravity and continued as your pulsing subsided.
“Unhuhhhhhh…” I moaned. “That was truly incredible” I said to you almost thanking you knowing you enjoyed yourself as much as I did. “I know” you responded almost thanking me for the same knowing that we were on a similar wave-length. “What now?” I said to you as you proceeded to get up from the couch dragging me by my hand towards the bathroom. “I need to get you clean” as all you responded knowing that our fun still had a long way to go this evening.
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Old 20-05-2019, 09:28 AM
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They said excessive porn desensitizes our brain. You just desensitized the whole forum to their own fetish!

Holy shit I came a paragraph short. What kind of sorcery is this?!

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I'm glad that you enjoyed. Sorry for all the errors in the first paragraph. Auto correct is my downfall on a mobile. If you have some themes or story lines that you would like to hear, I could be persuaded to write some more. Cheers
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Old 21-05-2019, 12:17 AM
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Can you add line breaks to your stories so they don't show up as giant walls of text?
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Old 21-05-2019, 01:34 AM
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The easiest thing to do would be to download Wattpad. You can look up Kafkaesquenew to find where I post my stories. This forum makes it hard to edit properly. Apologies.
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