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  2. How many stories do you have? I love the popping ones.
  3. Jenny’s heart started racing. She had volunteered to help set up an event for her friend, hoping she would get to blow up some balloons. She got what she wished. Her friend Myra had just asked who’d like to do it and Jenny immediately put herself forward. “Okay, great. Katie can help you.” She had said. Katie looks at the packet of balloons a little nervously. “Can someone else do it? I’m not very good at tying them.” She says. “You can just tie it off with string. Otherwise Jenny can help you. I’ve got to help set a stand up.” Myra leaves them to it. Jenny opens the packet and takes a red balloon out. Katie takes hers a little more hesitantly. Jenny quickly starts blowing it up. Katie stares at her and seems to forget she’s supposed to be helping. Jenny keeps blowing and soon it’s full. She exhales deeply and the neck starts expanding. Another breath fills it completely. “Stop, you’re going to pop it!” Says Katie, taking a step back. Jenny had almost forgotten she wasn’t supposed to be blowing it until it popped. She was so used to doing that now. She stops and quickly ties it. Jenny places it on the table and grabs another. “Are you going to help or do I have to blow them all up?” Jenny asks, putting a breath into hers. Katie slowly puts a small breath into her balloon. By the time it’s halfway full, Jenny had finished with hers. She stopped after the neck had begun to expand. Katie stops blowing hers long before it’s full and ties it off. Jenny’s balloons were more than twice the size of hers. Every so often, Jenny would blow one a little too big and Katie would tell her to stop. She started to enjoy making her nervous. Once she had asked Katie how big she thought the balloons could get. Katie’s eyes had widened in fear. “I could find out if you like.” Says Jenny after Katie didn’t reply. “No, please don’t. I hate it when they pop.” Katie says. They were coming to the end of the pack when a balloon Jenny was blowing suddenly burst. Katie had jumped so much that she’d let go of the balloon she was blowing. “Must of been defective. It wasn’t that tight.” Says Jenny. In truth, the neck had been pushing against Jenny’s lips. She didn’t intend to pop it but she was used to stronger balloons and thought it would take a bit more. She was blowing up another when Katie said. “Stop making them so big. You’re going to pop another one.” Jenny paused mid-breath. The neck was only halfway full. “I like them this big. They look so much nicer.” She blew hard again. “That’s enough now.” Katie says nervously. “A bit more.” Jenny replies with a long breath. The balloon grows tight. “That’s too big!” “Is it? I bet it’ll get even bigger.” Jenny continues blowing with little breaths to make the anticipation grow. “Stop it Jenny.” “Just a few more...” Jenny takes a deep breath, ready to finish it off when Myra returns. “You’ve blown that one a bit big, Jenny. Oh well. You might as well keep going now. You’ll never get it tied like that.” Says Myra. “Let’s see if you’re brave enough to pop it.” “No!” Katie bursts out. Myra turns to look at her. “Why not?” “I’m scared of them popping.” Katie admits, turning red. “You don’t have to watch if you don’t want to. It’s not that bad for you anyway, Jenny has it right in her face.” Jenny starts forcing more air into her balloon as fast as she can. Katie doesn’t have time to run away and puts her fingers in her ears. She cringes as Jenny struggles to get more air in. It was really tight and bulging now. Suddenly it explodes. It was loud. Really loud. Myra gives a little squeal. “Sorry, I didn’t realise it was going to be that loud. Let’s not pop any more.” Katie is close to tears but Jenny seems to be the only one to notice. Myra is inspecting the balloons. “Half of these are too small. It’ll look odd like that. We’ll have to blow them a bit bigger. I’ll leave you two to that. Try not to pop anymore though.” She leaves them to it. Jenny puts a hand on Katie’s arm. “Sorry, I won’t pop anymore, I promise. I’ll finish the rest of these if you want.” Jenny grabs one of Katie’s under-inflated balloons and undoes the knot. She glances at Katie briefly before blowing hard. Katie watches for a while but quickly starts backing away when Jenny doesn’t stop. She knows she shouldn’t, but Jenny can’t help herself. She keeps going until it explodes in her face. Katie jumps, then hurries away before Jenny can pop another. Jenny finishes topping up the other balloons without anymore “accidents”. It wasn’t as fun when no one was watching. She wished she had made Katie stay around. It was fun making her nervous. Jenny starts to form a plan. She wanted to do another blow to pop with Katie watching but wanted no distractions. Katie would need a lift home. She could offer to take her and pop one in the car. Or, even better, she could take Katie to her bedroom where she had much bigger balloons. That would be fun. But how to do it without making her suspicious? Later that day she finds the perfect opportunity. Katie is talking about how she’s ruined her dress and she had a party the next day and needed a replacement. “I’ve got a few dresses you could borrow.” Says Jenny. “You sure you wouldn’t mind?” Katie asks. “Not at all. I can take you back to mine on the way home so you can choose one.” “Thank you so much, you’re a life saver.” Everything goes according to plan. Katie is looking at all Jenny’s dresses when Jenny pulls a balloon out of her pocket. “How did this get in there? Must’ve been from the party. Might as well blow it up.” Jenny says causally. She puts in a big breath. Katie glances warily at her. She tries her best to ignore her but when It’s clear Jenny isn’t going to stop, Katie forgets all about the dress. “I think that’s big enough now.” Katie says, looking nervous. “Do you? I think it will get a bit bigger.” Jenny replies. The balloon was only a bit over rated size but Katie didn’t know that. She probably thought it was about to pop. Jenny blows in a big breath, making the neck grow a little. “Please, you’re making me nervous.” Says Katie. “A few more breaths won’t hurt.” Jenny tells her. She had never been in control like this before. Usually she was the scared one. All the other times, people had blown up balloons while she begged them to stop. It felt good now the roles had swapped. Jenny blows harder, quickly filling the neck up. “It’s getting really tight.” She says. “Stop it, it’s gonna pop!” Katie backs away but can’t escape as Jenny is guarding the door. “You’re right, I think it is.” Jenny hadn’t intended to pop it when she started, but now she wasn’t sure. She was feeling a rush now. Now I understand why all the others girls did this to me. She thinks, forcing another breath in. “Jenny, you’re scaring me.” “I’m a little scared too.” Says Jenny. It was true. Blow to pops still scared her. She still did it though. “Then stop.” Katie pleads. Jenny was completely turned on now. There was no way she was stopping. “No. I’m going to keep blowing until it explodes.” “Please, don’t.” She was starting to make Jenny feel bad. She knows exactly what Katie’s going through. She had to end it quick. “Be quiet or I’ll do it right in your face.” She commands, blowing hard again. The neck was pushing against Jenny’s lips. The body had gone rock hard. It was going to be loud. “Just stop, I’ll do anything.” Jenny grabs Katie with one hand and pushes her onto the bed. Jenny sits on her chest and leans down so the balloon touches her face. She blows hard. Katie looks like she’s about to cry. Jenny puts another breath in, trying to pop it quickly. It creaks but doesn’t burst. She can’t go through with this. Sophie would of, perhaps even Holly. But she couldn’t do it. Jenny lets the air out and helps Katie up. “Thank you.” Katie says in barely a whisper. Jenny notices she’s shaking. “I thought you were going to pop it. Why’d you stop?” The question completely surprises Jenny. “What do you mean? I thought you were going to cry. I couldn’t make myself do it.” Says Jenny. “I thought that’s why you did it. You realised I was scared of balloons, so you thought it would be fun to torture me with one. You wouldn’t be the first.” Katie says. “I did intend to. But I couldn’t go through with it. I used to be scared like you. Still am a little. I’ve had girls blow up balloons in my face till they popped. They never stopped like I did. That’s why I wanted to do it to you. It felt good.” “Well thanks for stopping. I don’t think I would’ve done if I was you. It must have felt so good to be in control for once.” “You could try it with me if you like. Here take the balloon. Blow it in my face until it bursts.” Jenny still wanted to see the balloon pop. Sure, she could do it on her own, but that wasn’t as fun. “I can’t. I’m way too scared.” Katie replies. “I’ll give you some ear muffs. I won’t have anything. I’ve actually never done it without ear protection before, so I’ll be scared as well.” Says Jenny. “I don’t know... It’ll still be hard for me.” “It’s either that, or I’ll blow this one back up. I won’t stop this time. Your choice. I want to see it pop.” Says Jenny. “I can try but I don’t think I’ll be able to.” “Well you know what’ll happen if you don’t. Oh yeah, if you cheat, I’m going to blow to pop a bigger balloon in your face. I have some huge ones.” Jenny imagines how scared Katie would get if she blew up a 24 inch or bigger. Jenny gives her a pair of ear muffs and the balloon she had just been blowing. “Come on, it’s not going to pop its self.” Says Jenny impatiently. Katie nervously puts it against her lips and blows in a small breath. “Do it fast. If you stop, I’ll pop another balloon.” Jenny reaches under the bed and grabs a balloon. She always keeps a few loose balloons there in case she finds herself in the mood. Katie blows a little faster when she sees Jenny has a balloon in her hands. Especially when Jenny begins to slowly stretch it. Katie stops just before it’s full and glances at her. “Don’t stop. It’s no where near full yet. Perhaps this’ll give you some encouragement.” Jenny starts filling her own balloon with her breath. “No, wait. I’ll do it. Stop blowing.” Katie puts in another breath. Jenny keeps her balloon at her lips but doesn’t blow. Katie’s breaths slow down as the neck begins to fill. Jenny starts blowing into hers again. “Stop, I’m trying, I promise.” Katie begs. Jenny doesn’t stop though. She ignores Katie’s pleads and keeps going until it’s about to pop. Then she stops. “Another breath and it’ll probably pop. You better get on with it before I grow impatient.” Says Jenny Katie closes her eyes and tries to finish it. She does quite well, blowing hard and fast. But then she makes the mistake of opening her eyes. When she sees how big it’s got, Katie stops and stares at it. “I can’t... it’s so big.” Jenny immediately blows a big breath into her balloon, expecting it to burst. It doesn’t. “You got lucky. I thought that would pop it.” Says Jenny. “You’ve got one more chance.” She takes a balloon clip from her bedside cabinet and seals off the balloon. “It’s so tight that it’s probably going to pop on it’s own. If you’re fast, you’ll pop yours before it goes. Then perhaps we’ll let the air out.” Jenny places the overinflated balloon on the bed in front of Katie. Katie stares at it, terrified. “Better get on with it. You don’t have long.” Jenny tells her. Katie manages another small breath but flinches when it creaks. Jenny places her nails on the tight balloon in front of her. “I will pop it if you don’t keep blowing.” Jenny loved watching Katie struggle. Making her blow one till it burst was even better than doing it herself. She’s not leaving till I’ve made her do it. I’m not giving up now. Jenny thinks. Katie has the balloon on her lips but won’t put anymore air in. Jenny digs her nails into her balloon. “No dont...” Katie starts but it’s too late. There’s a sharp crack as the balloon pops. Katie lets go of her balloon but Jenny manages to grab it. “You should of kept blowing.” Jenny starts putting her own breaths inside it. “I’ll do it this time. Please, stop.” Jenny wasn’t giving in this time. Katie was cowering in the corner by the time it explodes in Jenny’s face. Katie visibly jumps but doesn’t make a sound. “Perhaps a blow to pop was too hard for you to start with. Let’s try a sit to pop first.” Jenny pulls out another balloon and hands it to Katie. “You choose how big to make it. Remember, the bigger you blow it, the easier it’ll be to pop.” Jenny waits to see how big Katie decides to make it. She slowly blows it to rated size then stops. “I’d make it bigger than that. Unless you want a challenge of course.” Says Jenny. Katie puts two more breaths in, struggling with the last one. “It’s hard to blow.” She complains. “Oh yeah. Those ones get really tight. It can get bigger but will be really loud if it pops.” Katie immediately stops when she hears that and ties it off. Jenny rummages through her drawer and finds what she’s looking for; a fourteen inch balloon. “I’m going to keep blowing this until your balloons pops. Remember, no cheating. No nails. If you can’t do it, this’ll go bang. They’re loud as well. I’ve never done it without hearing protection so you better try hard.” Jenny blows hard. Katie just stares fearfully at her, so Jenny keeps blowing. Katie soon realises she has to hurry up. She sits on the balloon, making the neck form. It looks tight but won’t pop yet. Jenny has her balloon halfway full before Katie starts to bounce on hers. She’s no where near rough enough though, and it has little effect on the balloon. It doesn’t help that she’s on a bed. Every time she tries to pop it, the bed absorbs most of the force. Jenny realises her balloon is getting tight. She blew it past rated size without noticing. She starts to get a little nervous. Katie wasn’t going to be able to pop it in time. She was going to have to blow hers until it burst. Jenny didn’t intend this to happen. She thought Katie would’ve popped hers by now. She couldn’t give up either, not when she’s told Katie what would happen if she couldn’t do it. Jenny’s shaking by the time the neck’s full. These balloons were difficult for her to pop with ear protection. Without, it would be the hardest thing she’s done in ages. Katie was nervous too. She was trying her hardest now. The neck was shooting out with every bounce but it wouldn’t pop. Jenny slowly forces another breath in. She knew how loud the bang was going to be. I can’t show fear. She thinks, moving closer to Katie and exhaling hard. Katie squeals. “No, stop it! I’m trying but it won’t pop.” Jenny speeds up, wanting to get it over with. Katie had forgotten about her balloon now and was backing away. Jenny couldn’t look at her without feeling guilty, so she closes her eyes and pretends she’s not there. It bursts loudly making Jenny jump. It scares her so much that she doesn’t even notice Katie’s reaction. Jenny knew she couldn’t do that again. I’ll have to try something else. She thinks, shaking. She grabs the balloon that Katie failed to pop and puts it between Katie’s legs. “What’re you doing? No more, please.” “Helping you pop this.” Jenny sits on it, trying to pop it quickly before Katie realises she’s shaking. It takes three hard bounces before it finally pops. Katie still doesn’t make a sound. She just flinches silently. Jenny would have preferred her to scream. It’s as if she’s too scared to make a noise. “Please, no more balloons. I’m begging you.” Says Katie in a pitiful voice. “Okay then.” Jenny replies, coming up with an idea. “You’re not scared of beachballs, right?” She opens her wardrobe to reveal a tightly inflated 24 inch beachball. “What if I blew it until it bursts?” Jenny grabs it and carries it to where Katie was cowering in the corner. “What? You can’t do that, surely!” “Oh, I can. Just look how hard I blew it last night.” Jenny presses it against Katie. “That’s how I blow them normally. Want to find out how much bigger it’ll get?” “No, let me go.” “Too bad. I want to feel it burst in my arms. I love it when they rip in two with a loud bang.” When Jenny opens the valve, there’s a rush of air. Jenny quickly plugs it with her tongue and forces a breath in. It resists her but Jenny is able to get it in anyway. It was rock hard. Jenny had almost popped it last night. It was brand new and Jenny didn’t want to destroy it too soon. But she had got horny and couldn’t stop herself. The only reason it survived was because she had managed to climax in time. Another minute and it would have popped. Jenny lets it rest against Katie as she keeps making it tighter and tighter. She puts her arms around it, feeling it expand a little with every blow. She loved the challenge of blowing to pop inflatables. Each breath of air she pushed in was satisfying. It was hard work but the reward was worth it. Soon all the air she had put in would explode out with a bang. It’s harder than Jenny remembers. She hasn’t done a beachball blow to pop in a while. Usually she does it slowly and takes her time. Maybe that’s why it seems harder now she’s rushing. She’s forced to slow down. Each breath is a battle. Katie doesn’t even try to stop her now. She’s given up by the looks of it. Jenny wants her to start begging her to stop again, so she pushes it harder into her face while she blows. Katie can’t move now, even if she wanted to. Jenny has her trapped. “You ready?” Jenny asks, between breaths. “I’m surprised it hasn’t popped yet, but it will. I’m not giving up. Any moment now, one of my breaths will make it go bang.” Jenny is just thinking it must have a leak somewhere when it suddenly bursts with a bang. It makes her jump more than she usually does. The whole thing rips in two. The plastic completely stretched. The colours are all faded from how big she had blown it. Still not much reaction from Katie though. Jenny wanted her to scream. She decides there’s only one thing for it. Jenny pulls out a 24 inch balloon from under the bed. The deflated balloon was bigger than her hand. She puts it to her lips and says. “That was nothing. When this pops, the bang is deafening. It’ll be bigger than me when I’m done with it.” Jenny is just taking a deep breath, when Katie suddenly bursts into tears. Jenny drops the balloon. What have I done? She asks herself, feeling more guilty than she’s ever felt before. She didn’t mean to upset her like that. “Katie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t realise you were that scared. I guess I’m used to girls acting like they’re scared when they aren’t. I’d forgotten how it used to make my feel. Well actually I didn’t, but I was being too selfish to care. I won’t pop anything else, I promise.” Jenny pulls Katie to her feet and hugs her tightly. “I’m sorry.” She says again. “I’m not usually like that. I don’t know what got into me. You should’ve stopped me.” “I tried.” Katie sobs. “I know. You should’ve hit me or something. I was being horrible.” Says Jenny. “I couldn’t do that.” “You’re too nice. I suppose I would’ve been the same. Once a girl did the same thing to me. I didn’t fight back either. But then she was a lot stronger than me.” “Did she stop?” Katie asks. “No. Another friend saved me. We remained friends though. She apologised after and I actually wanted her to do it again the next day.” “What, why?” “Umm, it’s complicated. How about I make you some hot chocolate and we can have a chat?” Jenny begins telling Katie about how her friend Winter had tortured her with balloons, over a hot chocolate. She tells her how it had somehow made her horny, even though she was terrified. “The next day, I intentionally left a balloon near her bed, hoping she would blow it up.” “Did she?” Katie asks. “Yeah. Not until it popped though. She saw I was scared and stopped. I was half hoping that she would keep going. Later that day, they went out and I was left alone with the balloons. I started experimenting with them and found myself getting really horny. My friend walked in on me while I was in a, um, compromising position. I was forced to explain that the balloons turned me on.” “What happened then?” Katie asks curiously. “She umm. She got me off while blowing a balloon in my face until it burst.” Says Jenny, a little embarrassed. “Wow. Bet you weren’t expecting that. Were you scared?” “Of course, but I wasn’t going to stop her was I? There’s more though. She started playing with my other friend. Just teasing really, but it got kinda hot. I accidentally orgasmed while watching.” “Bet that was embarrassing. Can’t blame you though. After everything that happened. Carry on, what happened next?” “They didn’t notice and Winter wanted to get me off again. She made my other friend blow a balloon slowly in my face until it burst. She even kept me from putting my fingers in my ears. Just before it popped, Winter got nervous herself and told my friend to finish it. She went and hid upstairs.” Says Jenny. “Really? She couldn’t even do it herself.” “She was nervous the whole time but wouldn’t admit it. She also hated not being in control. Me and my friend pretended to pop it and waited for Winter to return. We surprised her and I held her down while my friend started blowing balloons to burst in her face. We got her back for everything she did to me. She almost cried and I felt almost bad. That was the last time she popped a balloon near me. Actually she was really nice and made sure I wasn’t around if they did balloon popping races at parties and the like. I wanted to tell her how much I enjoyed it, but was always too scared. Eventually I found another friend who was into popping balloons. She cured me of my fear.” Jenny finishes. “That’s such a good story. Now I understand why you did all that to me. You weren’t being mean. You just wanted to recreate that moment with your friend. Was you horny as well? I bet you were. If I wasn’t so scared, I’d let you do it again, but I don’t think I can. I wouldn’t blame you if you did it anyway though. At least now I know why you’re doing it.” “Don’t worry. I couldn’t make you go through that again.” Says Jenny. “You want to though, don’t you?” Katie asks. “Yes.” “Are you horny now?” Katie asks with a knowing look. “Perhaps a little.” Telling her story had made Jenny a little wet. She wished she could go back to that day and tell Winter how she had really felt.” “Do you still talk with that friend, Winter was it?” Katie asks. “I haven’t seen her in ages. We sort of lost touch.” “Ring her and invite her around. Then give her a balloon and ask her to pop it for you. See how she reacts. If she doesn’t do it, you know what to do.” “I can’t... it’s been too long.” “Just do it. You’ll both love it. I’m sure she hasn’t forgotten about you. Make sure you tell her everything you’ve told me.” “I don’t know... she might not even come.” “She will. From what you’ve said about her, I think she’ll be hear right away, no questions asked. I bet she pops that balloon without hesitation as well. Do it today while you’re in the mood. And let me know how it goes. I want to hear everything.” Katie gets up to leave. “Seriously, call her.” “Okay, I’ll try.” Says Jenny. “If you don’t, I’ll find her myself and tell her everything.” And with that, Katie leaves. Jenny grabs her phone and dials Winter. Katie was right about this. She should of done it earlier. Jenny waits, her heart in her mouth, while she waits for Winter to pick up. “Hello, is that Jenny?” Winter asks. “Yeah. Are you able to come round? There’s something I should have told you ages ago.”
  4. For two evenings after that, when I came home from school, Alice would make me strip naked, put the inflatable pants on me and firmly inflate them with the foot pump. From that point I would wear them all night - to prevent my "nasty masturbation habit". Each morning she would wake me in her dressing gown, take me to the bathroom and slip her hand into the sweaty pants to make sure I hadn't "soiled" them during the night. The rubbing of the pants felt fantastic and the embrace of vinyl was constantly turning me on, but I didn't want to masturbate in them without Alice's permission. After two nights with no release though, I was getting blue balls. After a restless night of sexy dreams about Alice in her PVC and with her inflatable toys, I had a constant dull ache in my stomach and my balls were hard and tight. That morning when Alice slipped her right hand into my pants with a squeak, she deftly rubbed the tip of my penis as usual, which made me grunt with pleasure this time. She drew her fingers out and rubbed them with her thumb noticing a slight sticky slickness. She raised her fingers toned nose and gave them a careful sniff. "Have you shot your load in your special panties young man?" "No Auntie Alice," I pleaded, "I think I was rubbing in my sleep... but I didn't cum!" "I'm not sure I believe you." With that she fixed me with her gaze and thrust her hand back into the pants with a loud creak. She forced her hand lower than usual past me growing boner to my balls, the sensation making me groan. She cupped my balls as if weighing them - they were tight and sensitive, and her touch made a wave of pleasure wash through me. "You are very full... And there is nowhere near enough soiling for a full load. I guess you were telling the truth." "I was dreaming about you" I explained. She ticked my balls a little - which felt exquisite - then squeaked her hand back out of the pants, smiling. "That's very flattering" she said happily as she swiftly jerked the valve of my pants open. As the air whooshed out their grip quickly lessened, and as they began to sag I opened my legs a little. Crouching before me, Alice gripped the sides of them and tugged them down, making my painfully sensitive boner spring free, flicking a little bead of precum/sweat towards her. She flinched away and it landed on the collar of her dressing gown. My penis stood hard and proud, pulsing gently as I stepped out from the crumpled pants and she picked them up loosely. "Now young man, get cleaned up and ready for school. No masturbating!" I groaned dejectedly as she picked up the pants and began to leave the bathroom. "Don't whinge! And remember - good things come to those who wait..." With that she left me alone to wash. The urge to jerk off was intense, but I knew Alice would be able to tell, and I wanted the "good thing" she mentioned, whatever it was, so I resisted and obeyed. I could barely concentrate that day at school. I felt like telling Alice she needed to let me blow my load for the good of my grades! The evening couldn't come soon enough. It had been a warm day, and I was hot and uncomfortable in my school clothes as I made my way back to Auntie Alice's house. When I got there I made my way to the kitchen as usual to get a drink. Alice was waiting for me, wearing her dressing gown again. She had my inflatable pants lying flat on the table as usual, freshly washed. After getting a can of coke and taking a few gulps, I picked up the pants and began to head for my room where Alice usually inflated them tightly. "Hold on a second there, I have other plans for you this evening." Alice said. With that my penis instinctively pulsed in my trousers. She got up and walked past me, taking my hand and leading me into her bedroom. Laid out on her bed was a variety of deflated toys - a small pile of orange rectangles (arm bands I thought), a green swim ring with what looked like a frog's head with another orange and blue one beneath it, and a flat red item that appeared to have buckles. "Clothes off please" Alice said firmly. I was shivering slightly with nerves as I dropped the pants and quickly stripped my school clothes off, leaving them in a pile. My erection had grown solid and painful again, my balls tight and extremely sensitive. I stood straight as Alice walked up to me, letting her dressing gown fall open. She was wearing her blue swimsuit - the slightly shiny one that reminded me of Lara Croft's latex top. She was wearing over the bottom of it her incredibly tight PVC hot pants - they left nothing to the imagination, with a clearly visible camel toe shining as she moved. She walked right up to me and cupped my balls with her right hand, making me shudder with pleasure. "Good boy, you haven't been filthy and wanked yourself off without my permission". She let her dressing gown drop to the floor, revealing her beautiful curvy figure in all its glory, accentuated in all the right places by the hot pants and swimsuit. My penis strained harder at the sight. She walked away from me up to the bed, swaying her PVC clad ass sexily, looking back at me over her glasses with a mischievous glint in her eye. She picked up the flat green swim ring and studied it, pursing her lips a little. She held it up for me to see. "Will I get this over my big sexy butt?" She asked nobody in particular. It was a child's swim ring, the hole was only 8 or 9 inches in diameter, clearly not designed to fit over the ass and hips of a fully grown woman, but I sure wanted to see her try! She stepped into the floppy vinyl circle and began to pull it up, grabbing and jerking, wiggling her hips and legs as she forced it to stretch over her thighs first, then it squeakily made it to her hips and ass, creaking loudly against her hot pants as she tugged on it hard. The hole was clearly stretched way bigger than intended. She crouched down a bit, stretching it out a bit more and with a final creak it passed her ass cheeks and smoothly swished up the swimsuit to her narrower waist, where it hung like a sexy shiny plastic miniskirt. She did some sexy poses to show it off, "poor little ring" she said, "never designed for this!" With that she tossed me the other ring. Picking it up, I saw it was a cute blue dinosaur-headed ring with an orange bottom half. Like Alice's chosen ring, it was a child's size. I stepped into the hole and, like Alice, began to force it up over my thighs and ass. I didn't have Alice's sexy thighs, but it still took some stretching, squeaking and creaking to get the ring up over my raging erection, then over my hips and finally it slid to my waist, digging in to me tightly. Alice wiggled to the wardrobe and pulled out her foot pump. She swayed back to me, dropped the pump to the floor, handing me the nozzle, and turned around. "Be a dear and pump me will you?" She asked in a smouldering voice, bending over and flipping the ring up with her hands, exposing her hotpants straining tightly over her beautiful round ass cheeks and the valve on the underside of the ring. I fumbled the pump nozzle into the valve and gave it a long Pffffft with my foot. Alice moved backwards, so the warm, pliable PVC hotpants and her soft ass pressed my rock hard boner into my belly. It felt amazing. I continued to pump, the ring rapidly taking shape, and with each pump she rubbed up and down with her luscious ass on my penis. Pfffft pfffft pffffft... the ring was getting hard, and I wasn't sure I would be able to last long with her rubbing. Distractedly, I continued pumping - pffft pfffft pffft... "Whoah there boy!" Alice suddenly called, pulling away from me. I could see a little moist mark of precum on her left buttock as she stood up, "that'll do or it'll go with a bang!" True enough, there were no wrinkles in the ring's outer seam and barely any in the head as she turned around, reaching behind her to put the stopper in. She looked incredibly sexy, the ring wiggling with her hips as she moved around me and stuck the pump nozzle into the valve of my ring. She began to pump my ring up quickly - pffftpfffftpffftpfffft - and it rapidly took shape, the gripping on my waits hurting less as the ring pressurised, spreading the grip wider. Pfffftpfffftpffft... like hers my ring's outer seam had no wrinkles, and the cute dragon head was swelling up when she stopped and plugged the valve. Next she slipped an armband onto her right arm and brought it up to me to inflate by mouth. The smell of the warm vinyl was intoxicating as I firmly blew up that, then her other arm band. I picked up another and was about to put it on myself when she stopped me - "not yet, I need to make sure you are wearing all of your safety equipment!" With that she picked up the shiny red item - which I realised was a vinyl inflatable life jacket vest. I undid the buckles and shrugged the jacket on like a waistcoat. Alice did up the two buckles and tightened them firmly, before moving behind me and beginning to inflate the jacket with the foot pump. Like the pants it began to squeeze and grip me, the new sensation felt beautiful. Alice then put the armbands on me and inflated the tightly. I looked at the completed outfit in the mirror, feeling both incredibly aroused and a little silly. I squeaked as I moved with the ring, wings and vest. Alice looked stunning, as my throbbing erection attested to. "Just one more item" she said, and picked up the inflatable pants from where I'd dropped them. She must have seen the disappointment and anger on my face - was she going to put me back in the pants and leave me all night in all of this? I would definitely need to get myself off, regardless of what she thought, no doubt about it "Don't worry boy, these aren't for you this time..." she said, grinning. She undid the zip of her hotpants, wiggled them down her legs and kicked them towards me. She slowly bent down, giving me fantastic view down her cleavage, and stepped into my inflatable pants. Leaving them round her ankles, she raised her arms at the elbows and looked at me emploringly. I stepped forwards, grabbing the waist band of the pants and pulled them up, swishing them over her thighs and right up to her ring, getting an "oooh!" from her as the gusset was tugged into her crotch. I quickly popped the nozzle of the pump in them and began inflating them as she stood there without complaint. Pfffffft pffffft pffffft... she sighed with a long "mmmmmmh..." as they inflated and gripped her. I kept pumping until they were nice and firm, I reached out and pulled her to me, squeaking our rings together and thrusting my penis onto the shining pants, digging my fingers in to the butt of them to test them. She sighed and squirmed as she stood there. I drew away after a second and put the plug in. I looked at Alice, ample breasts squeezed into her swimsuit, shining tight armbands and ring, and the tight beautiful inflatable pants vastly exaggerating her butt and lower tummy... the sexiest I'd ever seen her, without a doubt! Alice moved to the built in wardrobe wiggling her hips in the pants, getting squaks and creaks from them and her ring. She slid the door open slowly whilst reaching inside, and pulled out a tightly inflated whale - I was surprised she'd managed to make it fit. It was the whale that had been in her pool at her party a few weeks ago. It was a shiny transparent blue with a happy face and white belly printed on it. She tossed it onto her bed. "Let's take a ride together" she said sexily, getting a loud creak from her pants as she climbed onto the bed. My own inflatable outfit creaked and squealed as I climbed up after her. She stood, put a leg over the whale, and dropped onto it with a creak of protest from her pants and the ride on toy. She looked behind her and motioned for me to join her. Her inflated pants took up quite a lot of room, so I had to sit right at the back, partially on the whale's firmly inflated tail. Sitting down pressed my erection between her pants' butt and my own cute ring, both of which had only a little give. I reached around her wast above her ring and grabbed its tight head. Alice took hold of the white plastic handles on the whale and began to rock and bouce, which rubbed my incredibly sensitive trapped penis and balls. I groaned in at the feeling, the nervous energy in the pit of my stomach growing as the pleasure moved through me. I kneaded and squeezed the head of her ring as she rode, pulling her towards me. I could smell her shampoo mingled with the vinyl, and feel the warm tightness of my sqeaky jacket beginning to get sweaty. My ring's head was squished between us and the soft material of her swimsuit which I could feel on my arms. She was moaning quietly as she rocked, leaning forwards and squasking her ring more into the whale's hard fin as she let go of the handles and moved her arms forward to the whale's head, digging her fingers in. The whale was straining under us as we bounced on the bed, creaking and cracking against our bodies and inflatables. I looked in the mirrored wardrobe door, at the straining, wrinkle-free whale with two grown adults thrusting and bouncing on top of it, dressed in tightly inflated outfits. I knew it wouldn't be long before I blew. I began to bounce more firmly on the whale, Alice moaning louder and wiggling a little from side to side as the pants rubbed her. I leaned forwards, squashing our rings more firmly between the whale and my body as I thurst up and down on her pants, now slick with precum and sweat. My hands moved from the head of her ring to squeeze her warm, soft breasts - her stiff nippes pressing into my palms as they responded to my touch. She was moaning and sighing more now with every bounce. The pressure inside me was growing and growing, and after a few more humps I could take no more... My body convulsed and twitched as I began to pump streams of hot semen up the back of her pants and the underside of my ring, I grunted with each spurt sending a wave of tingling through me. It was the most powerful orgasm I'd ever had. I stopped my bouncing and alice continued to squirm a little before slowly stopping. Drawing away I could see the sheer quantity of sperm, it was splattered over my penis and ring, her pants, the whale and the back of her swimsuit in dripping blobs. My penis was still rock hard. Alice reached down to her side and popped the valve of the pants open, continuing to wiggle as the air whooooshed out and she sank down on the whale. She stood, making me drop as the stretched out whale sagged beneath me without her weight, smearing my sperm up the front of my life vest drom the back of her delfated pants. She stepped away and dropped them down to her ankles, kicking them off with a thwap onto the mirrored door of the wardrobe, leaving a solitary blob of semen on the glass as they fell to the floor. She turned to face me, flushed and breathing heavily, making her breasts heave in the swimsuit.
  5. Joel

    Favourite Method

    I love blowing up my beach ball just short of it’s maximum, and riding it in fear that it would pop. Not the rough kind of riding unless I am intending to pop it.
  6. Nice! I wonder if aunt Alice will be bouncing on a few 16-20” beach balls to pop?
  7. TheMacedawg

    Inflatable Body Pillow - Luna

    This cute - and tantalising - Princess Luna was adapted by Twiren and DanLi specially for Horseplay Inflatables is available only as a vinyl inflatable dakimakura print". The two-sided UV-cured digital print is available only as a classic 150 cm tall inflatable body pillow.
  8. You've just about had it up to here? Stressed out from work? Pent-up? Twilight is here to provide relief and help you let off some steam... Suitably shaped as a punching bag or as a classic dakimakura, Twilight is available only as a vinyl inflatable print "Made in Japan" by Horseplay Inflatables. The inflatable dakimakura pillow or water-weighted bop-bag are each 150cm tall.
  9. Experience maximum lewdness with this awesome pink pony slut as she puffs away on her cigarette while you inspect the ona-hole between her XXL butt cheeks. Added in-depth fun is available only in in the Fosaken 3d collection! This unique rendered design by Forsaken 3d is made exclusively for and by Horseplay Toys. It is ink-jet-printed with robust colours on a 150 x 75cm daki-style vinyl inflatable pillow (for easy cleaning). It can take the weight of an adult ... well, of most, at least.
  10. Enjoy this, literally smoking hot, Tempest Shadow anthro pony, which has been specially designed for Horseplay Inflatables by Fensu and is available only as a vinyl inflatable dakimakura print "Made in Japan". The two-sided print is available as a classic 150 cm tall inflatable dakimakura pillow or as a water-weighted bop-bag.
  11. Adorasexiness pretty much describes this unique anthro pony design made by Myke Greywolf as a special vinyl inflatable body pillow print "Made in Japan" only for Horseplay Toys. This latex-clad anthropony beauty is made as a "life-sized" 182cm (inflated) blimp-shaped inflatable pillow, and finished in a high-gloss laminate on extra-soft vinyl, popular in Japan!
  12. TheMacedawg

    Inflatable Body Pillow - Chloe

    This beachball-mudering version of Fate Grand Order's Chloe by Akate is available only through Horseplay Toys. This double-sided anime print is made in Japan with exceptionally soft vinyl and crisp UV-cured printing. This design is printed on a 150 x 75 cm rectangular ("dakimakura style") pillow format. This format was not made as a part of the "regular" production by Akane Neon and only very few items are available as overstock!
  13. Graf Zeppelin is all curves and spheres. Don't get distracted by the beachball now... There are only very few overstock items left of this unusual inflatable anime pillow design by Mizudo. It is available only as 150 x 75cm bop bag "made in Japan". They are printed with vivid and durable UV-cured ink-jet colours.
  14. It was not long after Alice's garden party that my parents decided to have our house renovated. For several days there would be no bathrooms or kitchen, so they had arranged to book into a nearby hotel. During a visit, Auntie Alice had suggested that I stay with her instead - she had a spare room, and her house was close to my high school allowing me to continue walking there. On top of that it would save on the hotel bill. Her argument was persuasive, and so my parents agreed I should stay at hers if I didn't mind - I managed to hide my excitement and agreed. When the time came l knocked on Alice's door holding my hiking backpack of clothes - I'd made sure my swimming shorts were in there in the hope Alice still had her pool up. I had not packed any of my own inflatables - still only having two beach balls - as I knew Alice had a tendency to pop them with over-vigorous bouncing. I knew she had plenty of her own, and I sincerely hoped we'd get to use them. Alice answered the door wearing a shapeless fluffy blue dressing gown and slippers, and a big smile. She gave me a brief hug and pointed me to the spare room. It was adjacent to her own bedroom, containing a single bed, wardrobe, bedside cabinet with a lamp and, to my delight, Alice's inflatable purple chair - made like two horse shoes with a cushion in the middle. She must have seen my eyes light up at the sight of the chair - "I thought you might like it in your room, to relax on" she said, stressing the word 'relax', "with your final exams coming up, you must be pretty tense!" I nodded in agreement "I could use some relief from the stress..." She laughed and turned away - "You can relax tonight, I'm going out with some old friends. I'm just getting ready, which is why I'm only wearing this". She indicated the dressing gown. I was disappointed I would be alone for the evening, but then again I would be alone for the evening with Alice's inflatable chair... so things weren't all bad! It wasn't long until Alice was ready, she had done her shoulder length dark hair into gentle waves and applied some tasteful make-up, and was wearing a green 1950's style dress which accentuated her figure and gave a little peek of cleavage at the top. "What do you think?" she asked. I thought she looked fantastic and told her so. Smiling, she slipped on her shiny dark green high heels and grabbed her coat and handbag. "You flatterer young man" she said, gave me a peck on the cheek and left the house saying she'd be back at around eleven, leaving only the sweet smell of her perfume. I went straight to my room, where the beautiful chair waited for me. I gave it an experimental squeeze and stroke. The vinyl was warm in the nice evening, it felt like it had been inflated harder than last time I'd used it. I noticed some little drops of moisture trapped in the crevices around the seat and backrest and looking closer at the chair, I realised it must have been freshly cleaned today - I was sure it had some dust and marks on it last time. My mind wandered back to that last time and my penis immediately began to swell. I remembered her talking about going through so many beachballs with her bouncing - I wondered if she had one "in circulation" at the moment? What better time to check? I had at least four hours until her return. I still felt nervous and couldn't help but sneak into her room, alert for any noise from outside. It was a bit untidy, with some laundry and her dressing gown lying on the floor. There was a dresser with an assortment of perfumes and makeup on top, her triple-doored built in wardrobe with the mirrored doors along one wall and her double bed with a blanket chest at the foot of it. "Where would she hide her inflatables?" I thought to myself, the mission impossible theme tune starting in my head. I gently opened the blanket chest first. Disappointingly, it contained bedsheets. I looked under the top couple, but it looked like there was nothing unusual. I tried the wardrobe next, sliding the doors one by one, flinching at the rumbling sound they made. There was plenty of clothing - some dresses in particular I thought would look very sexy on her - and a wide variety of shoes, but nothing of interest in the first two doors. Sliding the third door, not expecting much, I spotted a foot pump under a hanging selection of coats. It was a bellows type, with black top and bottom panels and a yellow plastic bladder, and a long corrugated tube ending in a string on which dangled three different sizes of nozzle. Rooting around a little more, I found a forgotten puncture repair kit patch - a small square on a yellowish-beige card, but nothing else. Turning round, I quickly looked under the valance on the bed. It was a box divan, with solid cloth sides that went to the floor - couldn't hide anything under it. The dresser on the other side of the room was the only thing left. I made my way over, freezing at the sound of a car door outside... then relaxing a little as nobody came to the house. The top drawer contained various makeups, hair brushes and knick-knacks, the middle drawer was more exciting with a wide variety of underwear - bras and pants of various sizes and designs. No hints of anything shiny or inflatable though. The bottom drawer was equally fruitless - a couple of attractive nighties but otherwise t-shirts and jumpers. I was feeling a bit disheartened now. Had she been having me on, knowing I liked inflatables? Or perhaps she had popped all of her own, bouncing hard. I turned to leave the room, my eyes passing the bed... from this side I could see that part of the valance looked a bit unusual... like it had been pinched up. Quickly darting over and lifting the bottom of the valance, my heart leapt at the final chance - the divan had two drawers in it on this side. The drawer closest the foot of the bed contained some books, magazines and clutter. With a sigh of resignation, I moved to the other drawer. This one had the valance pinched in the top right corner, so I knew it had been recently used. Slowly opening it, the jackpot was revealed. There in front of me was the inflatable motherlode. There was a stack of sealed packets containing new beachballs - a few sizes at a glance. A neatly folded square of grey and another of yellow which I thought must be riders or mattresses. The tell-tale fan shape of a couple of folded swim rings - one blue and orange and the other green and zebra-striped. Her neatly folded swimsuit, and under it, something else black and shiny. Front and centre was a partially inflated beach ball. It was either the same one she had ridden after her garden party, or it was the same design. 16", with neon pink, yellow and orange panels. I tentatively lifted it out making a mental note of how it had been sitting in the drawer. Un-scrunching it a bit, I could see it had been worked hard. There were repair patches on both end caps where panels and cap seams met, and at least two on the panel seams further down the ball. I could see and feel the telltale signs of dried sweat on it, a sniff revealing a musk of vinyl and hot body. My erection was straining in my trousers at the thought of Alice riding this very ball purely for her own pleasure, not giving a damn about its survival. I took another look around the drawer. Removing that ball had revealed another black shiny item, I realised it was a pair of PVC hot pants - my mind whirled at the thought of seeing Alice in them. I lifted her swimsuit out to see the other black item. I carefully began unfolding it - after a couple of folds I realised it was a catsuit. Alice in a shiny PVC catsuit... my heart - and erection - were pounding. I needed release. I quickly put things back in the drawer, as close as I could think to how I had first seen it, with the exception of her used ball, which I kept out with me. I would return it shortly. I swiftly made my way back to my room with the used ball. Dropping it on the chair, I quickly stripped my clothes off, my boner springing free. I examined the ball a bit, it was about half inflated. I popped the valve free and blew three breaths into it to plump it up a little. I moulded it into a bowl shape for my ass, valve down, and put it on the inflatable chair. I slowly sat down, feeling the vinyl conform to my butt and touch my balls - getting an 'mmmm' from me. The ball on the chair made it extra bouncy and I couldn't resist wiggling on it before I grabbed my penis and started to jerk. I closed my eyes and leaned back a little, putting more weight on the ball. The stretching warm vinyl of the ball and backrest felt great, and as I jerked my balls bounced off the beach ball, which felt tingly. I imagined Alice in her catsuit sitting on the chair... I started to bounce and rock as I jerked, feeling an orgasm start to build... I became aware of a faint hissssss. Still gently masturbating I felt along the seams of the ball, finding one of the patches was loose and leaking. I pressed it back into place with my finger and continued to jerk and bounce a little, the orgasm building in the pit of my stomach. Precum began to leak from my penis, lubricating my foreskin, I was so close... the hissing began again. Putting my finger back to the patch I pressed... and WHUMPH - with a blast of air I dropped to a bouncy landing on the chair. I wriggled on the flat ball and chair a little as I brought myself over the edge, the orgasm spamming my stomach as I spurted strongly onto my belly and hand. Basking in the afterglow, it suddenly dawned on me what I'd done - Alice's ball was split wide open along one seam! I was going to hide it back in the drawer, as I found it, but she would surely notice it had become popped... but she would notice even quicker if it was gone. I got up and quickly cleaned myself up in the bathroom. I couldn't see a way out of it... I hid the ball back in her drawer, trying to position it as I'd found it. Perhaps she'd think she'd popped it before? It was a long shot, but it would have to do. I put my pyjamas on and went to watch some TV, wondering what I might say if Alice challenged me... It was midnight before Alice returned - tired and woozy through alcohol. She gave me a peck on the cheek and went straight to bed, with no hint of wanting company, so I went to bed as well. The next morning she did not emerge from her room whilst I washed and had breakfast before heading to school - I assumed she was suffering a hangover and enjoying the lie in, so I left without seeing her that morning. During the various lessons at school I gradually forgot about what I'd done the night before, so it wasn't in mind when I arrived back at her house that evening. I walked in and headed through to the kitchen to get a drink from the fridge, to find Alice in her dressing gown sitting at the kitchen table looking at me disapprovingly over her glasses. On the table in front of her was a crumpled, deflated beachball. THE crumpled, deflated beachball. "Ah..." I said, and she raised an eyebrow. There was no point in trying to wriggle out of it. "...yeah. I'm really sorry about that, I couldn't help myself. I was..." She interrupted me by raising a finger. "You could not help yourself? What would your mother say?" she said quietly. Panic seized me at the prospect of her telling my mom what I'd done. "People who cannot help themselves need to be controlled" she added, standing up. "Go to your room young man and get those school clothes off!" she ordered, pointing out of the room. This was taking an interesting turn, I thought, so I simply nodded, acting ashamed, and obeyed. As soon as I'd taken my clothes off, Alice strode into the room. My heart leapt - she was wearing the PVC catsuit! It was zipped all the way up at the front and it fitted her like a second skin, adding a glistening layer to her beautiful curvy figure. It stretched enticingly over her breasts - I could see her erect nipples straining against the inside - hugging her waist tightly before curving over her shapely hips, ass and thighs. She was wearing shining black stilettos on her feet, and had her hair pulled back into a severe ponytail. The look was spectacular to me. She carried in one hand the footpump I'd found yesterday, and in the other a dangling handful of vinyl that I couldn't yet identify. She looked at me over my glasses, and ordered me to stand up straight. I did so immediately, my penis beginning to grow and pulse in front of me as she eyed me up and down. "So, you're unable to help yourself when it comes to MY inflatables. Well, I need to teach you a lesson in control, don't I, boy." "Yes miss" I mumbled, unsure what she wanted from me, a combination of fear and arousal stirring in me. She dropped the pump onto the floor and tossed some of the vinyl onto the bed. I realised they were beachballs. She began to unfold the yellow piece of vinyl she still held. I spotted a valve and some scrunched up parts, it looked like it might be... a pair of large inflatable pants! The leg and waist holes were elasticated and wrinkled up like a diaper would be, with the valve protruding from one side. She held them up, examining them for a moment, before dangling them towards me held in a pinched forefinger and thumb. "You need to wear these to learn control" she said, sternly. I gingerly took the pants from her. The material was very soft and rubbery, slightly different to a regular inflatable. I turned them so they would be what I reckoned was the right way round, and stepped into them. The material was cold, but warmed almost immediately with skin contact, rustling I pulled them up my legs. They felt great on my skin as I pulled them up over my erection and ass. Looking down I could see the tent bulge of my penis pulsing inside the baggy mass. "We need to make sure you can't masturbate yourself on my inflatables, you dirty boy" Alice said. She turned side on and bent down to pick up the nozzle of the pump, her catsuit creaking as she bent down, giving me a wonderful view of her shiny-clad ass. Standing up again, she reached out and grabbed the waistband of my plastic pants, tugging me forcefully a pace forwards. She deftly flicked the cap off the pants' valve and firmly jammed the nozzle of the pump into it. Our eyes met, hers still stern, as she slowly stepped on the pump bellows. Pfffffffffffffft. I felt the pants shift a little. pfffffffffffft. They shifted some more, a strange - but beautiful - sensation. pfffffffffft. I closed my eyes to savour the feel of the tightening vinyl. pffffffffft... pfffffffft... pffffffft... They were beginning to firm up now, conforming tightly to my body, engulfing my penis and trapping it in place. I opened my eyes again, the pants were only a little wrinkled now, Alice was looking down at them too, but she continued to pump. pffffffft... pffffft... pffffft... I let out an involuntary grunt of pleasure. The pants were tightly inflated, an expanded yellow blob around my waist. Alice yanked the pump nozzle out and quickly stuck the stopper in - the brief whooosh betraying the lack of a safety valve. She stepped right up to me - I could smell her perfume and the catsuit PVC - as she reached to the pants and dug her fingers into them, squeezing and testing. "Now you can't get your hands on your dirty cock to wank on my inflatables, or rub your smelly bum on them!" she said with pleasure.
  15. Hello all, joining this forum to chat/connect with anyone. Bi/pan, 38y/o in Southern NSW, Australia. Into blowing up big balloons and inflatables by lung power when possible and love watching guys and girls do the same. Semi-popper but love b2p balloons when in the right place at the right time.
  16. TheMacedawg

    Flausi Reindeer

    Inflate your holidays! Flausi is an inflatable reindeer design based on a 3D-render by Apocalyptic Bunny. He will add some air-filled squeakiness to your Christmas party or to any other occasion. This inflatable reindeer is 2 metres (6'8") long and holds a lot of air! Fitted with quick deflation valves, it is easy to inflate and deflate. Reinforced seams ensure bouncy holiday fun! Available now from here: https://horseplay-toys.com/collections/inflatable-animals/products/flausi-the-inflatable-reindeer
  17. TheMacedawg

    Inflatable Pink Kangaroo

    Just when your jaded self thought there wasn't really anything more you could possibly need.... except for a pink inflatable kangaroo. A must-have not just for Australians. This inflatable marsupial stands 165 cm tall and measures over 200 cm from nose to tip of tail. It can be inflated and deflated in a matter of seconds through its oversized double plug valve. The new 2019 production has new, softer vinyl, a slightly lighter pink colour tone, and a product box specially created by Arin! Available here: https://horseplay-toys.com/collections/inflatable-animals/products/inflatable-pink-kangaroo
  18. TheMacedawg

    German Heavy Warmblood - Brown

    Get your own pure-bred inflatable "German Heavy Warmblood". For the best equine inflatable experience: stop here! This friendly horse is 215cm (87 inches) long and a great prop for any party or event. This item is available in glossy or matte finish. Available from here: https://horseplay-toys.com/collections/inflatable-animals/products/inflatable-german-heavy-warmblood-horse
  19. TheMacedawg

    German Heavy Warmblood - Black

    Get your own "Black Edition" pure-bred inflatable "German Heavy Warmblood" in a matte "wet" look or high gloss. For the best equine inflatable experience: stop here! This friendly horse is 215cm (87 inches) long and a great prop for any party or event. This inflatable is available in glossy or matte finish.
  20. TheMacedawg

    Gothic Unicorn

    Nahts Funa - Night Fire is the Gothic unicorn for all those fed up with rainbow colours. Finished in a glossy wet look and with a flaming tattoo design, it will make sure you and it will stand out of the crowd of other everyday unicorns. With a length of 246cm (97 inches) it will also suitably impress and intimidate any other inflatable unicorns... This is a limited edition designed by Dirty Bird exclusively for Hoseplay Inflatables. It is not available from any other retailers.
  21. This unique ice dragon float, made by Dreambuilder, is approximately 2.2m long and can comfortably carry two adults. Its top side is ink-jet printed, which gives it an incredible depth of colour and shading. The float is made of soft pooltoy grade vinyl and equipped with quick deflation valves for easy inflation and deflation. This item is new and comes in a clear plastic bag, which is the original packaging. THIS PRODUCT IS AVAILABLE ONLY OUTSIDE THE US & CANADA! Available from here: https://horseplay-toys.com/collections/frontpage/products/dreambuilder-ice-dragon-pool-float
  22. TheMacedawg

    Gothic Unicorn Pool Float

    Nahts Funa - Night Fire is the Gothic unicorn float for all those fed up with rainbow colours. 250cm (99 inches) long, finished in a glossy wet look and with a flaming tattoo design, it will make sure you and it will stand out in the pool or the beach... Be unique! This float is a limited edition designed by Dirty Bird for Horseplay Inflatables. This item is not available through any other retailers! Available from here: https://horseplay-toys.com/collections/frontpage/products/gothic-unicorn-float
  23. TheMacedawg

    Feels like Heaven Pool Float

    Upgrade from yesterday's swans, flamingos and assorted bird floats to this exclusive pony float designed by Stormblaze. Ride the sun princess! Lounge with the sun above and below you. Massively sized, this float is 215cm long and has a wingspan of 240cm! Its thick, soft body will hold at least two adults. Equipped with quick deflation valves, it can be inflated and deflated in a matter of minutes - hassle free. You can purchase one from here: https://horseplay-toys.com/collections/frontpage/products/feels-like-heaven-inflatable-pony-float
  24. TheMacedawg

    Reach for the Moon Pool Float

    Upgrade from yesterday's swans, flamingos and assorted bird floats to this exclusive pony float designed by Stormblaze. Ride the moon princess! Lounge amid the crescent moon and stars and enjoy the warm summer night. Massively sized, this float is 215cm long and has a wingspan of 240cm! Its thick, soft body will hold at least two adults. Equipped with quick deflation valves, it can be inflated and deflated in a matter of minutes - hassle free.
  25. There I lay, alone in the darkness of my drawing room, naked with hand tied to the legs of my sofa. Trying to get my hands free, the adrenaline kick was now subsiding but the thoughts of the last 1 hour would still try to bring my penis to an upright position. But it would pain as it would try to get erect. Perhaps a fully inflated 18inch balloon tied to a penis is painful at times. I was still deciding whether my effort to get Padma aunty to blow balloons for me was worth or was I suppose to feel sorry for whatever happened as things took an ugly turn. Balloons.. ohhh these shiny tight latex orbs attract me a lot. I really prefer it if it has been blown by a lady. Till then, I would only rely on buying balloons from lady balloon sellers. My balloon fetish was my secret and no one knew about it. Padma aunty, a lady in her early 40s was my next door neighbor. But lets not underestimate her. Even though in her 40s she was voluptuous enough with her huge build complemented by her amazing bosoms. The favorite touch for me that she would always be in a saree being from North Indian state of Rajasthan. As a homemaker, she would mostly be at home alone with the husband out 20 days in a month traveling to expand his tech startup. She was quite a friendly lady unexpectedly as often she would bring specialities cooked by her and i would happily relish on them. Somehow when I saw her for the first time after moving in, I imagined her blowing a 12 inch balloon. My imagination got better of me many a times and gave quite a few pleasurable moments. But now I wanted more. I actually wanted to see her blow a balloon or watch it blow to pop or rather keep a balloon blown by her as a memento. So my mind raced into a plotting out a plan to achieve the above. First I decided on what pretext to invite her to my home. Turned out to be easy - I would ask her this time if she can prepare some traditional kheer (a sweetened rice porridge). The next thing for me to select was which balloons to use for the plan. I decided to use the Indian version of 12 inch balloons which have beautiful bulb shape in various colors. I also decided to up the game and put in a 18incher Happy Birthday Balloon. The final stop was to place these balloons such that her attention falls on it. From there all I needed was to strike a conversation about the balloons and see if she decides to blow some of them or rather even 1. But what if she doesn’t actually know how to blow up balloons or doesn’t show any interest to it ? I had to take the risk. This was my only shot. I decided to execute this plan on a Friday evening as I have weekends off. As I was leaving for work, I knocked on her door. I was aware that her husband was still not around and her mother in law too was not in town. “Hey hi..” surprised to see me. “Good morning mam..sorry to disturb you. I actually had a small request if its not too much to ask”, I said. “Yeah tell me”, she asked inquisitively. “I really have a craving for some kheer since a last couple of days ? Can you prepare some for me ?” I asked innocently. “Awww..that's it ? Sure no problem. Tonight you will not only get kheer but dinner is on me. Call me once you are back.“ She agreed happily. Ok..Game on.. Honestly the whole day I could not concentrate much on work. Luckily it was a Friday and things were looking cool. The next step was to get some balloons. As I left office, I dropped by a party store to buy a packet of the 12 inchers. I asked the lady behind the counter if she has some huge balloons. She obliged and showed me some wonderful looking 18 inchers. I bought 3 of these. What if one has a hole ? So its good to have a backup and its backup too. It was around 8pm that I came home and placed the packet of balloons on top of the drawer next to the dining table. I was sure they would attract attention from there. All things in place, I decided to place the call her around 8.30PM. I was already feeling the excitement. Today if things work out, I am going to sleep with a balloon blown up by Padma aunty. I had kept the door ajar purposely. Padma aunty came in with a big plate of delicious curries and kheer. She was wearing a speckled black saree with her hair tied up in a neat bun. “Thank you so much mam.. You made this Friday evening very special.” I reciprocated her generosity. She placed the plate on the table and I excused myself to wash my hands. I wondered if by then she had seen the balloons. As I came back to the table I saw her sitting at the table. I joined her and quickly and rather coolly started having my the delicious dinner. But my whole attention was whether she saw the balloons and then.. “Having a party huhhh??” she inquired. “Sorry ??” I said. “So many balloons ?” pointing at the packets. “Yeah a friend’s party tomorrow. I was in charge of decorations.” I said. “Awesome..look pretty.” She said. “They look even prettier when tightly blown up.” I said trying to steer the conversation. She simply smiled. “Do you know how to blow them ?” I asked as I got a boner in my pants. Truth was about to be revealed. She casually said, “Yeah..who doesn’t ?” “Wow…I don’t know many ladies who actually can blow balloons”. She smiled. “When was the last time you blew up balloons ?“ I asked. “Can’t recollect. Maybe for my nephew on his birthday a few years ago.” She said. “Why don’t you try blowing one ?” I went all in. She looked at me with a questioning look. I just gave a shrug with a smile. “Yeah..why not ?” she agreed. Yesssss. Yesssss. Yesssss. Finally Its happening. I am going to see her blowing a balloon and will also get to keep it. But what if she decides to burst it or rather deflate it ?? Lets see, As I was thinking the above, she went over to the drawer and bought the packet of balloons to the table. She opened the packet and took out a blue one, My luck was in my favor with my favorite color too. Now I had to see how she blows up the balloon. But I also had to be cool about it and concentrate on finishing my dinner. But down south, things were getting wet too with excitement and the boner was desperate to erect. She stretched and released the balloon making that fantastic sound when the latex contracts. She repeated the process 3 times and then started the blowing process. But something was new. Though she was blowing straight she held on the main body of the balloon to ensure that only the neck blows first. Wooooossshhhhh. The neck responded and swelled beautifully. Now with both her hands she held the mouth of the balloon and blew big blows into it. In the silence of my home, one could only hear her Woooosshhhhh as she started the process of giving birth to a beautiful blue balloon. The thing about blowing balloons this way was that I never understood about when people would stop blowing into it because the neck is already blown and only the main bulb of the balloon is the final part to expand. One extra blow and it can end up in shreds. “Wow…you do know how to blow balloons.” I exclaimed. She stopped blowing and said “I told you na ? What should I do with this one ?” she looked at it and asked. “Ahhh…” But before I could complete the sentence, she started blowing again, with greater speed. Woooosh..Woooosh..Woooosh..Woooosh..Woooosh..Woooo sh.. I was now getting scared that a fresh balloon may just get blown into bits with a sharp bang. “Mam, I think it will burst now..” I said. “So ?? you scared ?? ” she said, placing the balloon back to her lips and starting the inflation again. “You want me to stop ?? I can go ahead and tie it if you want.” she asked with a smile. “Yeah the balloon looks great. Its better to tie it” I said as I felt my boner still trying to break through and feeling wetter. At this thought I decided to get from the table and take the plate to the sink.Then I decided to proceed to the rest room to wash my hands and also carry out an inspection of my pants. In the restroom, I inspected and saw that my underpants had rather become wetter and bit longer the pants would have shown the signs of wetness too. So I decided to change my underpants and put on a jeans. All this took some time and I was so engrossed in this activity that I didn’t know what might be happening in my drawing room. “Hello ma..”, I failed to complete my sentence as I entered my drawing room. I could see 5 12 inch balloons fully inflated arranged neatly on the sofa with the 6th one in Padma aunty’s mouth taking birth. As I looked confused, aroused and mesmerized, aunty came slowly towards me while woooossssshing into the orange orb and grabbed my expanding penis. I was caught surprised. “So you like balloons huhhhh ???” said aunty with menacing look holding the nearly inflated orange balloon in her left hand and my penis in her right hand with a tight grip. “Ahhhh”.. “You want a balloon babbyyy??? ” asked aunty. “Mam ??” “Baby has a Balloon fetish ?? huhhh ??” asked aunty and tightened her grip. “Whatt ??? ” i squealed. “It doesn’t take a genius baby..Our walls arent that thick baby. I have heard the popping sounds from your restroom.” My secret was out. Horror was flowing in my veins. “And moreover I saw you purchasing balloons from that balloon seller near the park quite a few times.” releasing the grip and tightening it again. “You want me to blow this balloon for you baby ?? ” she asked. My body was frozen to react. “You want me to blow or want me to blow it up ??” she asked with a domineering look. Rather it was more of a statement. But without waiting for an answer she started blowing into the orange balloon in her left hand. 2 big blows and a bang. “Ahhhhh…Mam…” I said. “Shut up..” “Lie down quietly here and spread your hands.” she ordered. I don’t know why but I was actually following the orders without knowing what was to come next. Quite swiftly she tied my hands to the legs of my sofa and then looked at me. “Awww baby…Baby wants a balloon huhh ??” she says in a childish mocking tone. “I will give you lots of balloons today, but first..” with a wry smile she started undoing my jeans and pulled them down. “Awww..look at the little baby.” saying this she touched my penis and it too sort of enjoyed the touch without the knowledge what was happening with the remaining body. “Lets get it out..” and she pulled down my underpants too.. My penis stood erect with attention like a soldier. She picked up a beautifully blown tight white balloon and started rubbing it over my penis whilst she enjoyed my pitiable situation. “Baby has a balloon fetish huh ???” and without warning she squeezed it with one hand and burst it. The rubber struck my penis on the way and i shouted. “Awww…no no no baby…” stroking my penis slowly. “I will blow another balloon for you. Big and nice” She picked up a red 12 incher stretched it and came up to my face and started blowing it. “Mam. I am sorry.. please no”.. I begged. But as she blew she also started stroking my penis in a co-ordinated fashion. “Mam..pls” I begged again. But the speed of the blowing just increased along with the stroking. The bulb of the balloon was touching my face. It was huge. “Oh baby likes it ?? Ok I will keep blowing it.” she said with a menacing smile. My body was in a state of strange mix of emotions. Wooosh..Wooosh…Woooosh… On any day I would have loved to have the red balloon she was blowing but not today in this state. Woooshhh…Bangggggggg. And down south, my penis burst out too. As I shouted, she laughed, she mocked and cleaned her hands on my t-shirt. “One more ?? Big one this time ?” “Mam please no…please let me go.“ I begged. “Let you go ?? ” she laughed. “Not yet baby” and kissed me on my forehead. She took out the 18incher dark green balloon from the packet and started stretching it whilst showing me. “Baby wants a balloon na ??” she asked childishly again. “No mam, please please no more..I am sorry.” I begged helplessly. “Ok..no more for you.” she agreed. But then she started blowing the 18 incher. “Mam ??” I asked. “Not for you baby, for the little baby here” and stroked my penis. “What do you mean ??” I asked in horror. She didn’t reply and kept blowing. She gave fast deep blows into it..It became quite huge. I didn’t know what she intended to do. Once its neck started expanding too, she stopped and looked at the balloon. “Wow..you were right..they do look pretty.” as she stretched the neck more. “But you know what would look pretty ??” asking me in a mocking fashion. “This…” In a swift move she grabbed my erect penis in a hard grip and tied the huge green balloon to my penis. “Awwww…so so pretty.. my little baby has such a big balloon” and bent down to kiss my penis. She got up and then placed all the remaining 12 inchers beside me. “It was fun actually..” she said. As she was leaving, she said “we should do this again some day..” But before leaving she came back and picked up 5 12 inchers from the packet and said “Don’t mind if I take a souvenir.” “Enjoy the night baby.” She switched off the lights and left closing the door behind her. There I lay, alone in the darkness of my drawing room, naked with hand tied to the legs of my sofa. Trying to get my hands free, the adrenaline kick was now subsiding but the thoughts of the last 1 hour would still try to bring my penis to an upright position. But it would pain as it would try to get erect. Perhaps a fully inflated 18inch balloon tied to a penis is painful at times. I was still deciding whether my effort to get Padma aunty to blow balloons for me was worth or was I suppose to feel sorry for whatever happened as things took an ugly turn.
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