Did someone say Balloon Fetish?

I know a lot of people find fetishes weird and bizzare but I find it the spice of life.
Just take for instance my own personal favorite love for Balloon Fetish.
I know it may seem odd or peculiar, but I have had a fascination with Balloons since a young age as I find most Looners confess to.
I recall as a young lady a feeling of utter excitement when I saw things being blown up and
then eventually popped. I think it first began at the age of 5 when my father use bring home these
cartoon inflatables for me every Friday. I had a whole collection of them I recall hanging them up
on my mothers clothes line to display them. All the kids in the neighborhood were jealous of how
spoiled I was. I had Bugs Bunny, Miss Piggy, Kermit, Daffy and so many more all inflatables. I use to
play with them for hours so much so that as they deflated my mother would patch them for me and
inflate them back up. Till one day when we got a pool which I think took my fascination of balloons to
a whole other level. I had a big Whale and turtle inflatables, inner tubes of all colors, and rafts.
By this time I learned how wonderful if felt rubbing against them and how the sounds they made as I
rubbed them and played on them perked my ears right up. Having a few of them pop while I was on them,
hearing the whistling sound they made as they deflated, feeling it diminish between my legs
to a wet piece of plastic right from underneath me had this chick very excited in ways I wasn’t too sure I understood of just yet. From those
moments on my love for Inflatables of all kind has been a real trigger for me. I become giddy
just writing about my balloon fetish. Maybe by explaining the origin of my love for balloons might
help others not see it as such a weird thing after all. It’s just something that is and something that you might
give a try! You never know until you do *wink wink*

 

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