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  1. Auntie Alice headed away to fetch us some lunch whilst I stayed at the pool. We weren't expecting anyone back for a few hours yet, so we intended to thoroughly enjoy each other's company. I had pulled the fox from the pool and was lounging on its back in the sun near the loungers, leaning back against its head enjoying the beautiful feel and smell of the sun-warmed vinyl. When Alice returned with some food, she put her idolm@ster ring on the ground beside the fox, placed her beach ball in the centre of the ring and sat down firmly with a loud creak of protesting vinyl, moving her knees so she was kneeling on the ring and sitting on the ball. Passing me a chilled can of coke, she leaned back with a sqeak, hands on her ankles, to sun herself. The sight of her full figure squashing down on the beachball and ring had my penis twitching in my still-sticky shorts. She spotted me looking out of the corner of her eye, and smiled beautifully. Leaning forward a little more, she began grinding her swimsuit clad crotch into the beachball under her. The ball and ring squeaked and creaked with each rub. She began to bounce, gently at first, sighing to herself and sucking her lower lip. I slipped my hand into my shorts, gently massaging my rock hard penis whilst watching her. She began to bounce harder, lifting her hands from her legs to above her head as she hopped. I could hear the ball and ring scuffing against the concrete surface between the loud creaks of the vinyl. The rearmost panel of the beachball was starting to bulge out under her beautiful ass as she dropped on it repeatedly. She was moaning now, her face flushed pink and eyes closed, the only sounds the squak-creak-scuff of the inflatable toys. After a few more moments bouncing, she slowed down again. I was pretty sure she hadn't orgasmed. Her eyes opened and she unsteadily got up. Both ball and ring were stretched and soft from the abuse - or had holes from the concrete - and looked worse for wear. She took my free hand, and motioned for me to get up. Once I was off the stretched fox she picked up her ring and ball and put them on its back. She carefuly positioned the valve of the beachball, winking at me, so it was pointing upwards. "Come on then," she said, "shorts off and get on!". I hurriedly whipped my soiled swim shorts off as she removed her soaked swimsuit bottoms. Swinging my naked legs over the ball and ring, I sat facing the foxes tail, legs akimbo and boner straining. The stack of inflatables was incredibly bouncy, the warm vinyl felt exquisite on my naked ass and balls, the valve ticking my hole with each bounce. She swung a leg over the pile and me, giving me a clear view of her glistening wet parts, and shimmied forwards so my dick was twitching & brushing on her lips. She oh-so-slowly lowered herself, hands on her thighs, and I felt myself slip effortlessly into her. I moaned at the sensation of her and the inflatables tightening hard underneath me, the valve of the ball teasing me. I sat forwards, hugging her to me, face just abover her beautiful bouncy round breasts as she began to hop up and down. There was a myriad of loud squeals and cracks from the toys under us, which encouraged her to bounce harder, the slick sucking noises of her adding to the sensations. Her warm breats smelled of chlorine and vinyl and the sweet scent of fading perfume - everything together was an assault on the senses. My feet were on the concrete, but she had hunched her legs up so hers were on the ring on the fox. This allowed me to get extra deep into her, a fantastic sensation gripping me from root to tip with each hard bounce, my balls being massaged between the beach ball and her ass. She began bucking wildly and groaning, her face flushed - she was getting close now! Harder and harder she bounced, jabbing down with her feet onto the ring to get extra force with each hop. Creak-squeal-crack-squeak went the pile of inflatables, the ball feeling alternately soft and rock hard beneath me. I added my efforts to the bouncing, and a second later - creak-squeal-crack-KABANG! The ball blew the stretched out panel, dropping us hard and bouncily onto the ring and fox. The ball's valve slipped into my slickned bum hole as the seams of both surviving inflatables stretched taut and strained - fox tail pummeling her back and head pummeling mine. I felt the orgasm coming inside me as we landed, the rear legs of the fox had no wrinkles at all. Undeterred she continued, humping hard, an "mmmmmmMMMMMMMMMGH!" escaping her lips as the wave of orgasm broke within both of us, jerking together on the protesting fox and ring. We slowly recovered, hugging each other close and temporarily exhausted. I slowly became aware of a gentle hissing and something else... quiet moaning-whimper from somewhere? It wasn't from Alice. I looked around and noticed Alice was looking behind me... craning my neck I saw that at the other end of the pool area was a girl. She was about my age, well tanned & blonde haired, with a slender frame and small, perky breasts in a yellow bikini top. She was crouched, half hidden, behind a lounger - her eyes were closed and her right hand was down her unzipped denim shorts. She'd been watching us have sex and been getting herself off! I felt my face flush with emarrasment and fear at getting caught. The girl suddenly noticed the noise from us had stopped and opened her eyes with surprise, meeting our gaze. She suddenly jumped up, glowing with embarrassment, whipped her hand from her shorts and turned to run "Wait, my dear!" Alice called softly. The girl hesitated, slowly looking round. Alice beckoned her over as she slowly got up. My softening penis slipped from her with a trickle of juice and semen onto the back of the ring and remains of the beachball. The hissing grew a little louder - It seemed to be the swim ring, damaged from the concrete or Alice using it for leverage. Alice approached the girl, ignoring the fact she was naked from the waist down and the trickle making its way down her inner thigh. She reached out and took her hand. "Hello," she said, "English?" The girl just looked confused, still pink with embarrassment. I noticed the net and broom propped up beside the entrance to the pool area. "I think she's here to clean the pool" I suggested, self-consciously peeling myself from the sweaty & sticky inflatables, trying to hide my bits from the stranger as I gently plucked the burst beachball from my ass and put on my shorts, a small shudder going through me as the valve popped out of my hole. Alice, moving with confidence, slipped her hand down the outside of the girl's shorts. She flinched slightly, then gently moaned with pleasure. "My dear, you're soaking wet!" she cooed, "I think you need some help." I moved the fox and ring to the edge of the pool and splashed water over the back of it to rinse it of the worst of our mess. The girl watched me and grinned. "Do you like the boy or the fox?" Alice asked, laughing. The girl let go of Alice's hand, kicked off her sandals and lowered her shorts. She was wearing matching yellow bikini bottoms under them, visibly darkened at the crotch. Getting over her embarrassment, she made her way over to the fox and stroked its head, walking round it and examining it, grinning. It had shrunk back to shape after its hard ride. She grabbed an ear and dragged it into the water with a small splash, scuffing it over the concrete. She slipped into the water after it and her athletic frame allowed her to mount it easily. She was light enough that her small ass didn't even meet the water as she rode. She roughly splashed around the pool on it, bounching and saying things in Italian we didn't understand - though some of them at least sounded sexy! She looked good, even if my tastes were for more shapely women, though my penis didn't budge - it was still recovering from the day's exertions. I half watched her as I hunted for the hole in the swim ring, pushing it under the water and looking for bubbles. There was a small stream of tiny bubbles coming from the pink base, where a sharp piece of concrete had penetrated, and another little stream from the inside seam near one of the anime girl's portraits. Alice got into the water beside me, watching the girl ride as well. I showed her where the slow leaks were, and she took the ring from me, popping the valve out and beginning to blow deep, hard breaths into the damaged toy. As Alice blew, the Italian girl splashed up and beckoned to me to join her on the fox, grinning with a little embarrassment. Standing it the shallow end, it was easier to mount the fox. I got on behind her as she scooted forwards, the weight enough to dip both of our crotches and butts into the water. The feel of the warm vinyl again made me start to grow. She must have noticed the stump pressing against her lower back, as she squirmed backwards, trapping it between us. I held the head round her as she took the lead in "driving" around the pool, bouncing and rocking, rubbing my rapidly hardening penis inside my wet shorts. Alice had blown the ring hard in the meantime. There were no wrinkles along the seams, and I watched as she placed it in the water behind her and sat backwards onto it. She wobbled a bit, her weight pushing the ring under, but she regained her balance. As we splashed and rocked closer, I could hear a rapid bubble-bubble-bubble coming from it, and noticed Alice had her eyes closed... she'd blown it so hard the seam hole had grown then positioned herself so that it directed a stream of bubbles past her clit - she seemed to be enjoying it! The girl saw her too, and slowed the fox, rocking and grinding herself into it as she watched. Alice grunted to herself then, without warning, there was a sudden frothing waterspout and explosion of bubbles and she disappeared underwater with a stifled shriek! Emerging spluttering and laughing, she was clutching the remains of the ring - the small split had blown out along almost half of the inner seam under the pressure of supporting her. She tossed it with a wet splat onto the burst beach ball, and grabbed the front legs of the fox, dragging it to the shallow end. She shoved me in the back, urging me forwards. The girl moved as hard as she could into the firmly inflated head, putting her legs over the front of the fox and lifting her ass slightly. I adjusted my penis and scooted tight in behind her, and she sat on my dick with a squirming wiggle. Alice squeeezed herself in behind me, barely fitting and partially sitting on the base of the tail. When she dropped her weight onto the fox, it could barely support all three of us and sqeaked violently. The front and back were almost submerged and ballooned tight, the tail, connected to the body chamber, was swollen hard and tight, quivering in the sun. The Italian girl hugged the head tightly, I held onto the foxes ears round her, and Alice held onto her round me, and began to rock and bounce the straining fox in the warm water. The two women pressed right up against me felt fantastic as the fox creeeeaked beneath us. The girl was bouncing too, moaning softly. I saw her hand slip from the head down in front of her and she sat still for a second. I thought she was playing with herself... then... click!-blubbblubbleubble... she moaned deeply. "Heeey!" said Alice, then her hand quickly disappeared too, I felt her rummage behind me and the vinyl get pulled and poked under her crotch, then... pop!-bubbleubbleblubble... Both women started grinding and rocking with renewed vigor as the stricken fox slowly started losing air... Feeling left out, I started thrusting under the girl. As I thrust forwards, I felt the vibration of the bubbles on the head of my penis through my shorts - it felt so goood! We all rocked and bounced in unison as we started sinking slowly... Alice and the girl were gasping and moaning as the bubbles tickled them intimately, and I could feel the pressure starting to build in me yet again... I grunted with the intense pleasure... the sounds of the vinyl, the smell, the feel of the hot bodies in the warm water... The Italian girl came first - and wasn't quiet about it! She shrieked and shuddered, digging her nails hard into the head of the fox... I heard another POP!-ssss as a nail penetrated. That seemed to set Alice off, she came jerking and grunting, hugging her breasts tightly in behild me as we sank lower into the water... I rocked and continued to thrust, but although I was close, the girl was no longer bouncing as well... Sensing my predicament, Alice reached round me, thrusting her hot hand into my shorts and forcefully jerking my penis free. With that the Italian girl dismounted, splashing off to one side. Alice thrust and jerked me, and with the girl gone I slid forwards, rubbing the head of my dick over the hole the girl had been using, she jerked me and rubbed my penis over the bubbling cut, the vibrations and remaining firmness of the vinyl finally sending me over the edge and I sprayed pump after pump into the frothing stream, convulsing powerfully and moaning... A few seconds and she slowed her pumping, she was still twitching now and again as the fox continued to bubble, but we were almost up to our necks now, the buoyancy rapidly fading with the head now bubbling below the water too. A few more seconds and she let go of me, floating free and slowly swimming to the side. I paddled over too, flushed and tired, dragging the limp fox behind me. I looked around. The Italian girl had gone. Alice was still breathing heavily. "Skinny little bitch, popped my sexy fox and did a runner!" Alice panted. I laughed to myself, and Alice shot me a death stare. "Just like you and my old beach ball!" I said, and she laughed too. "It was fun though... just like that time!" she admitted, and looked at the fox, "easily repaired too, but I'm afraid I don't have the kit to do it here." I looked sadly as the toy, and over at the ruined ball and ring: "I guess that's the end of the inflatable fun for this holiday". "I don't know", she said, thinking, "I'm sure I saw a shop with inflatables outside in town..."
  2. The next evening Alice approached me after dinner and said we should try the fox in the pool. Everyone was going shopping the next day, and she suggested we both separately decide not to go. It was a bit of a risk - what if someone else didn't want to go? As it turned out, we needn't have worried. My parents were fine when I said I didn't fancy shopping - They had already heard Alice had decided not to go, and my mother said Alice would be there to make sure I didn't get into trouble in a "so-there!" manner. I pointed out that I didn't need to be watched like a baby, concealing my elation well. It turned out we had a clean sweep - everyone else was going, and they would be away all day! A couple of people commented that it was good they could fill the spare minibus seats with shopping. Alice and I avoided each other whilst everyone got ready. I said goodbye and headed to the pool, Alice watched the bus leave from the courtyard. I heard the bus crunching along the gravel driveway from one of the pool loungers, and not five minutes later Alice appeared. She was wearing her swimsuit and a pair of sandals - around her waist was a colourful 80cm anime swim ring with a pink base. It was tightly inflated with only a few wrinkles, with pictures of anime girls' faces and the word idomlm@aster around the top. Under her arm was her beachball, fully inflated again after its previous use in her bathroom. "Are you ready for this young man?" she asked smokily, squeaking her fingers on the swim ring's taut vinyl. "Oh, yes maam!" I replied. She plopped the ball down and we went to get the fox - it was still sitting fully inflated in the outbuilding, Alice followed me in, squeaking through the gap wearing her ring. The fox clearly would not fit through the gap we used to get into the room, and I hoped we didn't have to deflate it as re-inflating would be a lot of work! We were in luck again however, as a quick look around revealed a dusty, spiderwebbed key hanging beside the other door on a rusty hook. The lock was incredibly stiff but with enough force the key finally turned with a crack. The door was difficult to open, the hinges half siezed, but we maganed with a loud series of creaks - this was definitely not something to try woth anyone around. We both took an end of the fox - after being shut in the hot room the vinyl was incredibly pliable and beautifully warm. I felt my erection growing right away as Alice gave me a wink from the tail end. Tipping the fox partially over, we managed to get it out through the door only lightly scuffing it on the doorframe and stonework of the outbuilding. We eagerly carried the fox round to the pool, dropping it into the water with a light smack. Alice slipped in beside it, the cooler water making her nipples stand proud as the swim ring pushed up squakily under her breasts, giving her an arificial boob-lift and enticing cleavage. "I want to see you ride!" she called to me, grinning as she maneuvered the fox with the legs so it was at the side of the pool, as if it was a boat tied up at a pier. Due to the size and position of the fox, I couldn't mount the toy with any grace - I held out one leg and half fell half leapt onto the foxes back. I hit with a mighty sqeak of vinyl and splashed Alice with a wave of water down her cleavage as I briefly fought not to fall off. The fox, warm vinyl pliable, bent beneath me so the back of the head was pressed against my bare chest and the tail was brushing my back. The seams along the front and rear were smooth and taut under the hot sun. It was quite stable with the legs designed as they were, and the body provided enough buoyancy that only the bottom of my ass and balls were submerged in the cool water, which felt delightful contrasted against the warm plastic. Alice pulled the fox off from the side of the pool by the legs as I began rocking and kicking. The movement splashed water into my shorts, and the vinyl squeaked and rubbed against my hard boner as I went. I gave and "mmmm" of pleasure as it squeaked and rocked beneath me, bouncing up and down a little to enhance the rubbing sensation. Alice kicked away from the fox, watching me ride as I slowly rubbed and rocked my way round the pool. Leaning back in her ring, I saw her right hand slip below the water into her high-top swimsuit bottoms as she squeezed and creaked the ring at one of the anime girls' faces with her left hand. Watching her play with herself in the water turned me on even more, enhancing the sensations from the rubbing fox. I ran my fingers over its head, squeezing and creaking the sun warmed vinyl as I went. I could feel the tingling warmth of an orgasm starting to build inside me. Alice gave a happy "mmmmmm-mmmmh" beside me as she fiddled herself close... I decided I really wanted to see her ride herself to orgasm on the fox - and I wanted to blow watching her do it. "You should finish on the fox Auntie" I suggested, as I edged myself wriggling against the foxes back. "Mmm, yessss, I'd like that" she moaned. She swam to the edge and climbed out as I tipped into the water with a shocking cool splash. Standing up in the shallow end, I pushed the slightly limp & streteched out fox to the side, my twitching erection clearly showing as a great bulge in my shorts. Alice wiggled her ring down over her beautiful hips, kicking it to me as she adjustd her swimsuit bottoms and gracelessly mounted the fox as I had - with a mighty splash. I grabbed the ring and thought for a moment what to do with it... I flexed it a little - it was tight but it would bend. I grinned at Alice as I forcefully folded the ring in half in front of me, one of the Anime girl's faces stretching out as I did so. Trapping it between my knees, I forced my boner down and pulled the ring up, so it cradled me under the ass and my wet shorts-clad hard-on slid with a squeak into the fold as the ring was trapped between my thighs. Kneeling down in the water pushed the tortured ring up, gripping my penis firmly. Alice nodded in approval as she began to thrust her crotch into the vinyl of the fox's back, squeezing the head against her breasts as she rocked and ground. I held the foxes two right legs as I bounced and rocked on the folded ring, moving it with my thighs - it felt great under the water, the trapped material of my shorts giving extra sensation as the head of my penis slipped in and out of my foreskin in the firm grip. Alice was digging her fingers into the foxes head, dimpling the vinyl and gently shuddering every few thrusts as the fox creaked and squealed under her full ass. I watched intently, the sight of the taut red viny and the skin of her butt alternately wrinkling a little and stretching out helping bring me closer and closer with each bounce. She was bouncing harder and harder, the creaks and squeaks building and her movement in turn rocking me more and more on the ring. Alice suddenly went over the edge - she gave a poweful "Gggggggghhhhhhaaaa!" as her thighs contracted and she shuddered all over. She leaned back a little and shoved her hand down her bottoms, rapidly rubbing herself with twitches of her wrist. After a few moments she stopped, breathing heavily and flushed. I continued rocking on my ring, not quite there... "You should finish on the fox too young man" she sighed. I stood up, letting the idolm@aster ring plop free. It was distorted, ballooned out a little and now wrinkling where I'd bent it and squeezed it with my weight. I expected Alice to dismount from the fox, but instead she maneuvered it to the side and wiggled herself rearwards until she was hard against the tail and nearly tipping backwards, the front end standing proud and swollen from the water. I climbed out of the pool, my now painful erection straining. Mounting the fox with someone else already on it was even more difficult, but with great creaking and squaling of the vinyl I managed it. The fox was fighting the good fight, but could not keep the weight of two adults fully out of the water. The tail and head ballooned out and we both submerged to our hips, the very tip of my boner dipping in and out of the water as we rocked. Alice wrapped her left arm round me from behind, squeezing her luscious breasts up against my back as she slipped her right hand into my shorts, the warm touch of her fingers as she grasped my wet shaft making me moan with pleasure. She started to gently wank me as she started rocking the fox, occasionally rubbing her thumb over the head of my penis as she worked it, the fox creaking and sqeaking beneath both our weights. I hugged the head to me, smelling the beautiful sun warmed vinyl as Alice, sensing I was close, began to vigorously jerk me in my shorts, the movement making the water at my crotch splish-splish-splish with each stroke. I felt the tingling sensation start inside me, hugged the head tighter and leaned back as she defltly brought me closer and closer... "Come on baby, let it go, blow your load on our beautiful inflatable fox..." she whispered in my ear... and I convulsed powerfully as the huge orgasm hit me, pumping a thick gooey load into my shorts and all over Alice's hand. She continued to jerk for a moment and slowed her stroke, milking and tugging every drop from me as I groaned deeply. She slowly pulled her hand from my shorts, globs of semen clinging to it, and examined it. "My my, what a mess you've made in your pants young man!" she said with a sexy chuckle. "We shall have to do this again soon or you'll get blue balls!"
  3. I use a funnel to fill the beach ball up with warm water. I normally do this in a swimming pool, that way if a seam breaks I don’t flood the house
  4. It was a beautiful, sunny day at a comfortable 25 degrees. Since the weather was so nice and there was little wind, I'd taken a punt and texted Auntie Alice to see if she wanted to go to the beach. She immiediately responded with a "YES!!". I went to collect her from her house in my old car - I'd recently passed my test and bought a cheap nondescript saloon for a few hundred pounds. We had decided to go to a beach near the city - it would take us an hour or so to get there, but it was unlikely we'd be spotted. I smiled broadly when she came out of her house - she was wearing a short, light blue dress with a pleated skirt. I could tell she had a swimsuit on under it and no bra - it was her tight blue, almost shiny, one-piece. My favourite. She was also carrying a holdall which seemed quite heavy. I wondered to myself what she might have brought, and my penis twitched in my shorts. She put the bag in the back seat, before getting into the car and giving me a wicked grin, "this is going to be so fun!" she said with a wink. My old car didn't have air conditioning, so the drive was hot and sweaty even with the windows open so Alice's loose long hair blew around, I could smell her sweet perfume in the whirling air. When we got to the beach it was 10:30 am - there were still a few parking spaces left but the car parking area was mostly full. Getting out of the car, I could see that there were families and individuals every ten feet or so along the sand - hundreds of people sunbathing, playing games and splashing around. Leaving our shoes in the car, Alice dragged the bag from the back seat and headed towards the sand, and I followed behind, taking a picnic blanket from the trunk. We found a clear spot and I spread the blanket. Alice sat down and eagerly unzipped the bag, but tried to stop me seeing what she had. I only made out lots of shiny vinyl items. She pulled out a large, neatly folded green square and tossed it to me - it was an 18 pocket air mat with transparent top and green base. "Blow that up for me please young man" she said, smiling. She began to blow up a white, pink, yellow and blue 24" beach ball, her large breasts heaving as she did so. I sat down to hide the swelling in my pants from passers by and began to blow the air mat, watching her from the corner of my eye as she inflated her ball. She beat me by a long shot - the ball had a much smaller volume than the mat. She playfully tossed the tightly inflated beach ball up and caught it in the still air, watching me finish the mat. Getting up, she turned to face me and placed the ball on the picnic blanket. Pressing her left foot into it to keep it in place, she pulled her dress off up over her head. It confirmed that she was wearing a tight blue swim suit - but not the one I'd fancied looked like Lara Croft's all those years ago. This one was actually very shiny, with the name "Realise" across her breasts. Almost exactly like Lara Croft's. My eyes widened and she grinned. "Do you like it?" she asked, twisting to pose, "Not too sexy for public I hope?" The back was mostly open, with straps across her shoulers and lower back, with a thong that left almost all of her curvy ass exposed. "I'm sure it'll be fine" I spluttered, awed by the stunning shiny sight. I could see around us that she'd just achieved the undivided attention of a good many dads, boyfriends and teenage kids from nearby groups. Along with some angry glares from wives and girlfriends! Fully aware that she was being watched, and loving every second of it, Alice rolled the ball about under her foot, the vinyl creaking against the blanket, and then rolled it to a clearer area of sand just in front. She placed it in front of her, then sloooowly sat down on it, making sure her beautiful round ass cheeks were pressing firmly into the sun-warmed vinyl. Putting her legs in front of her, slightly spread, she began to do various stretching exercises, bouncing gently as she did to as if to a silent workout video. Even more men were trying to sneakily watch her now as the ball gave off soft creaks of protest. I could feel eyes on me too... jealousy at being so close and able to watch her openly without fear of reproach I thought. By now the mattress was tight. Alice smiled and pulled her bag over to herself. She pulled out a shiny green item. I saw an orange wing and recognised it as the ride-on dragon we'd used when I was unwell. She also pulled out a pink triangle, which she tossed to me. Unfolding it I saw it was a hello kitty swim ring, about 80cm in diameter. I began to blow it up by mouth as she began to inflate the dragon, still perched on her stretched out beach ball. Plenty of people were stealing sneaky glances at her and she was playing it up for them - pursing her lips and heaving her breats, tantalisingly squeezing and testing the dragon's firmness with her fingers. It wasn't long before we had both finished our respective inflatables. The dragon had a few wrinkles at the muzzle and butt, and the ring was just a little wrinkly round the outside. "Now then", she said, "I think we should go for a swim. But we need to make sure you have the correct equipment on!" She dipped her hand into the bag and pulled out two orange rectangles. I looked around nervously - this could get a bit embarrasing! "Stand up and come here then" she said, beckoning me. I stood, pulling off my t-shirt, hoping my boner wouldn't show too much, not looking down, as if that would stop anyone else looking... I kneeled directly in front of her as she slid the water wing onto my right arm and leaned slowly forwards, gently puffing into the rear chamber first, then the front. I felt it tighten up nicely on my arm, and felt my erection twitch. Damn, definite tent doing on down there. I just knelt there as she blew up the other waterwing, trying to brazen it out. Once she'd blown both wings tightly, she got up off her ball, which was stuck to her ass. It flopped onto the sand behind her limply and she put it under the side of the blanket to stop it blowing away as it slowly regained its shape. She grabbed the pink swim ring and motioned me to stand up. "You can't wear your shorts to swim young man" she said, grinning. I was wearing my speedos under my shorts, but I also had a major erection going on. Facing her, to try and avoid as much attention on my crotch as possible, I whipped my shorts off. Alice opened her eyes in mock suprise at my bulge as I quickly stepped into the ring and pulled it up to groin level. She grabbed it at my sides and squeezed it, pretending to test its firmness - what she actually did was rub it up and down on my boner in front of a beach full of people. I could feel myself going bright red. I looked around tentatively, expecting my entire extended family and all of my friends to have arrived on the beach at once to see me wearing orange armbands and a big pink rubber ring over a raging boner. But nobody was paying much attention. A couple of guys were still transfixed by Alice's figure in her shiny swimsuit, but beyond a couple of glances nobody was looking at me. She took me by the hand and grabbed the dragon my one of its neck handles, and let me towards the water, swaying her hips beautifully. The water was beautifully cool as it splashed around my ankes when we walked in. When I was in up to my knees Alice stopped and placed the dragon in front of herself in the gentle waves. She spread her legs and shuffled it under her before sitting down with a creak of her swimsuit on the dragon's taut back. She began wrigging and bouncing to ride the dragon into deeper water, and I followed behind, watching her round ass bob against the tight warm vinyl. Lots of guys were watching us, mainly looking at her riding playfully in the gently bobbing sea but some were looking at me. I felt my cheeks burn as a group of teenagers laughed and pointed from further up the beach. I strode deeper behind Alice and dropped into the water, supported by the large swim ring which creaked against the undersides of my arm bands. Kicking my feet I followed her a little further out where she stopped and wiggled herself round on her sun-stretched tight dragon to face me. Her breasts were rubbing on the back of the dragon's head and I could see her stiff nipples through the tight shiny swimsuit. "Those cruel boys laughing at you" she said, "you can't help that you need to wear your inflatables" she added with a smile. "Come round the other side and I'll make it up to you". I swam around her sqeakily as she rotated her dragon parallel to the shore. The people on the beach could no longer clearly see me, since I was lower in the water than her on her rider. She indicated for me to lean back, and I floated with my weight on the ring, allowing my body to rise naturally. My boner popped above the surface like a periscope, trapped and straining in my speedos. She reached over, drawing us closer together. The ring bumped and squeaked against the front leg of the dragon. She reached bown and began carefully massaging my penis through the speedos, then after a few moments of gentle rubbing she got a better grip and started jerking more forcefully, splishing and splashing the water. Apart from using her arm that was away from the shore, she didn't try to hide what she was doing, looking around with a neutral expression on her face. With my head just past the front of her toy, I could see the eyes widen on a couple of those still watching. I was sure I saw one of the teenage lads mouth "awww, man!", which made me smile. A couple of the guys with family found they needed to cross their legs suddenly... The people sneakily trying to watch was a strange combination of incredibly embarassing and a turn-on... somehow heightened by Alice's expression, as if this were something that just needed to be done wherever necessary. I watched her breasts jiggle with the motion of her right arm, feeling the sway of the low waves and warm embrace of the vinyl, the water level tickled my balls as she rubbed away. Unfortunately, a group of kids came splashing into the water and started to swim out near us, so she stopped and I sank my lower body back down under the surface. Wiggling herself round, she paddled back towards the shore, giving me a glorious view of her ass and the tight wrinkle-free butt seam of the dragon. I followed her back, with the ring over my boner, as she dragged the rideon up the beach behind her by the wing back to our picnic blanket. She sqeakily laid down on the airmat and put the dragon beside her, patting its back to tell me to sit. Still wearing my ring and water wings, I sat down on the warm, wet and stretched dragon. There were a few creaks as the front of the ring pushed down the back of the dragon's neck. With the ring and my legs positioned the way they were, nobody could see my twitching erection. As I was looking down the beach, I jumped slightly as I felt Alice's hand slip under the ring from beside me. She was lying back with sunglasses on as if asleep, but she began gently fiddling with me through my speedos. From most angles it would look like her hand was on my thigh under the ring, but in reality she was easing my foreskin back and forth and ticking my tight balls. I straightened the leg nearest her, giving her better access and getting a creak from the dragon. This allowed her to slip my penis out over the waistband of my speedos as she gently wanked me, still hidden under the ring. I watched her breasts rise and fall in the tight glistening swimsuit, only the slightest motion of her forearm giving away what she was doing. I looked around and saw most people had gotten over the weird sight of a grown lad in a big pink swim ring and armbands. I could feel my blood pounding and began to get the tingling sensation that foreshadowed an imminent orgasm... In public, surrounded by people... Sensing I was close, she began varying her technique and speed, edging me closer and closer, until I went over the edge... I only made a small grunt and twitched a little as my load blasted into the bottom of the ring, onto the neck of the dragon and some spurted sideways at least a foot to splat onto the sand. She tickled a little more and withdrew her gooey fingers, wiping them gently on the blanket. Sitting up with a creak from her airmat, she winked at me. "Let's go somewhere a bit more private" she said, smiling. I quickly got up, getting my shorts back on even over my sticky and wet speedos. She examined the gloopy mess on the back of the dragon. "What a mess you made" she said as I discared the ring and wingas and pulled my t-shirt on. She stuffed the rings into her bag and folded up the blanket before pulling her dress back on - she was nearly completely dry. She picked up the beach ball and still sticky dragon as I collected the mat and ring. "I know a good place" she said, grinning. Nobody paid us much attention as we went back to the car. We stuffed the inflatables into the back and set off, Alice directing me along country roads away from the city until we got to a small layby. There was a small copse of trees beside it but nothing else but green and yellow fields for miles. She pulled the dragon and ball from the back of the car - my semen was drying onto it now. I grabbed the mattress and blanket and followed her through a rusty gate, past the trees to an empty grassy field. She put the blanket on the ground and the dragon on top of it, the ball behind the dragon. She whipped her dress off over her head and sat on the very back of the dragon, making it creak against the airmat. She leaned back onto the ball, and pulled the crotch of her swimsuit aside revealing her neatly trimmed patch of pubic haid and glistening pussy. "Come on then!" she said, impatiently. I didn't need to be asked twice. Whipping my shorts and t-shirt off, I yanked my already stiff penis out of the waistband of my speedos and jumped onto the back of the dragon with a squeal of tight vinyl. Lifting her legs around my waist she shuffled herself down onto me - I slipped inside with little resistance as she was so wet already. I began to thrust and bounce on the dragon and airmat as she immediately began to moan with pleasure. I bounced hard and thrust into her firmly, letting my lust take over. I grabbed at her shiny plastic coated breasts, warm and squashy. I tweaked her nipples as I thrust harder over her. She steadied herself with her hands, digging her fingernails into the mat, tightening and releasing her pussy on me. She was already orgasming, squeaking and panting in time with the creaks from the inflatables. I leaned back further to thrust harder and deeper, bouncing hard on the dragon to the wet slapping of our parts. BWUMPH!! With a sudden blast of warm air up my back, the seam between the dragon's head and back burst open along its length, dropping us both down to the mat... at the same time a series of cracks heralded Alice digging her nails through the tight airmat vinyl, producing a series of hisses. It pushed me over the edge, and I thrust myself forwards on top of her, slamming deep into her and pounding both our weight under the ball under her back, which immediately went with a POOOMPH! I spurted in her again and again as we lay on the rapidly deflating mattress, sinking onto the blanket. "Phew, that was quite something" she said, flushed, "I wonder what kind of day it'll be tomorrow..."
  5. 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.”
  6. 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.
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    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.
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    Inflatable Body Pillow - Chloe

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