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As soon as I entered through the front door I heard Christie shout to me.

“Cover your ears sweetie, it's about to pop!”

I kicked off my shoes and brought my hands up to my ears. She was lying on her back on the coach, with a massive crystal purple 16” Unique balloon between her lips. She looked at me when I entered the room and I saw a smile in the corner of her lips. Then she kept blowing. Three breaths and then a sharp bang. The purple balloon met the same end as a handful of its friends judging by the multicolored mess around the coach.

“Are you bored or something?” I asked.

“A little. I was going to blow up a couple to surprise you, but then the first one popped before it was full and I just had to do some blow to pops,” she grinned.

She suddenly seemed to be deep in thought. I was about to go to grab some food in the kitchen when she spoke up again.

“Hey, come sit down, I want you to do something for me.”

She spread her legs and motioned for me to sit in between them. I walked over to the coach and sat down. She hugged me tightly and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I could feel her breasts press against my back.

“What is it you want?”

“You're going to need these,” she said and handed me a pair of earplugs. I fitted them in my ears and turned my head to see what she had to say next.

“I want you to blow up this balloon,” she said with a raised voice and picked one at random from the bag sitting next to us. It was identical to the one she had just popped.

“Okay, I can do that.”

“Yeah, sure. But I don't want you to stop. Just keep going.”

“Uh, right. You know how I feel about that, right?” I said, suddenly nervous.

“Yes, that's exactly why I want you to do it. Don't worry, I'll be here to support you,” she said and smiled.

“Okay, I'll try,” I said and put the purple balloon up to my lips.

Slowly I began breathing into the balloon. Blowing up these 16” balloons to their rated size was something I'd done countless times in the last few weeks, so I remained calm for a while. Breath after breath the balloon grew. Christie rested her chin on my shoulder while watching the crystal purple orb grow.

“It's so pretty with the sunlight shining through it,” she said, barely audible with the earplugs in. “Now keep going until it pops.”

I took a look at the balloon. It was nearly at its rated size. A few more breaths and it would be perfect. I put the balloon back between my lips and counted the breaths. One. Two. Three. And another small one. I looked at the balloon again. It was perfectly shaped with a hint of a neck.

“Come on. Let's get a real nice, long neck on this sucker,” Christie said and kissed me on my cheek.

I'd never really blown up any of our Uniques bigger than this before. The 17” Tuf-Tex balloons she'd bought were quite reliable and even I dared to blow them up with a sizable neck, but these were a bit more unpredictable. I loved watching Christie blowing them up though. Reluctantly I began blowing again, a lot slower now. The neck was slowly growing towards my lips and I could feel the pressure inside the balloon increasing, making it a little more difficult to blow.

“Hey, pull the neck out a little. I want to see it really big before it pops.”

I did as I was told and the neck inflated all the way to the end, giving me very little to hold on to.

“That's what I like to see. Now keep blowing, you're almost there,” Christie encouraged me.

Again I put the balloon to my lips. I pushed another breath into the balloon, making the neck feel a little tighter against my cupped hands. Then another one. I could feel the pressure getting even higher and I knew it couldn't be much longer before it exploded. I tried to give it another breath, but by now I was so nervous I was literally shaking.

“I'm scared. I don't think I can do this,” I said and looked over my shoulder.

“Sure you can. Just take a deep breath and calm down a little. Yeah, just like that. Now close your eyes and put that big sexy balloon back to your lips. Do it for me.”

With my eyes closed, I tried again. Another breath went into the balloon, but it still didn't pop. I tried another one, but still it stayed in one piece. I whimpered nervously. I didn't dare looking, but it had to be massive now.

“Come on, you're nearly there,” Christie said and hugged me tightly. “Keep blowing.”

I forced another breath into the balloon.

“Keep going. Blow!”


“Come on, another big one!”


“Well done. Keep the pace up!”


“One more, you can do it!”

Whoo- BANG!

The balloon exploded with a loud bang, sending tiny pieces of purple latex all over the room.

“Atta boy! You did it! I'm so proud of you!” Christie said and squeezed me tightly from behind. “How did that feel? It's quite a rush, don't you think?”

My head fell back towards her right shoulder in exhaustion. I was too baffled to reply.

“Aww man, you look so cute all exhausted like that and with that little piece of the balloon neck in your mouth. You have to do this for me again soon. Maybe we'll have a race or something,” she said and smiled brightly. “Now go make us some food while I clean up this mess. Then we'll have some more fun, cause you've really put me in the mood now.”

“O-okay,” I said and got up. I handed the little piece of the balloon's neck to Christie. She looked at it for a moment, before threading it onto one of her fingers.

“Aww, thank you! It's beautiful,” she said, giggling a little. She then stood up herself and gave me a kiss. “Tell you what, if you can make me more of these, I'll make something cool out of it. Now, where's that food I ordered?”

I grinned and turned around. Christie gave me a gentle slap on my butt to make me hurry up, before going to fetch the vacuum cleaner.

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Christie came back laughing so hard she nearly dropped the pizza.

“You should've seen the face of that pizza guy when I opened the door. It was hilarious! And when I pulled the old 'I don't have any cash. Is there another way I can pay for it?', I was sure his eyes were going to fall out. And I nearly lost it when he finally managed to stutter that they also accepted credit cards.”

“You've probably scarred him for life you know.”

“Hardly. He seemed to like staring at my boobs. Can't blame him.” She cupped her breasts and smirked.

“That is indeed a wonderful pair you have there. Out of everyone I know, I think only Rin can compete with you in that area.”

“Pfft, yeah, sure, her balloons are bigger, but mine feels a lot better.”

“I think it's up to me to decide that,” I said jokingly.

“Oh, I'm sure we can arrange something so you can see for yourself,” Christie said dead seriously. “But tonight it's just you, me, a pizza, a six-pack of cold beer and about one hundred big, beautiful balloons.”

I was baffled by the unexpected response. She sat down next to me and handed me a bottle and a pizza slice. We sat there in silence and ate for a few minutes before I finally had to ask.

“Did you really do all this by yourself?”

“No,” she said and swallowed a mouthful of pizza. “Rin helped me. She usually do the proper decorations for the birthday parties at work, so I had her make the arch. I just blew up all the balloons.”

“That must have taken ages!”

“Not really. Bought an electric pump along with the balloons.”

“Oh right. Where did you get all this stuff anyway? I've never seen these kinds of balloons anywhere apart from online, and I'm sure I would've noticed if we got them in the mail.”

“Believe it or not, I found a party store in town the other day. It's only been there for about a month and it's kind of hard to find. They had so many balloons there! And the girl who was working there was really helpful. She was totally hitting on me too,” she laughed.

“Was she hot?”

“I guess. She had a heavy sort of punk look. Shaved one side of the head, dyed the rest purple and she had this pretty cool tribal tattoo on her arms. Lots of piercings too. She was taller than me, but I definitely beat her in the boobs department. Too tall and skinny for some proper balloons.”

“Would you..?”

“I would've considered it if I didn't have you,” she said. “So I turned her down. She was still really helpful though. Told me a bit about the different balloon brands they had. Like the ones we used for the arch are supposed to be really good. They're called Tuf-Tex. 'Tuf' as in 'tough', get it? They're really strong, but damn they're loud when they pop. She used a pump to pop one when I asked how big they got. Did the same with the other ones we got on the floor. Think she called them Unique. They're not as strong, but they're really pretty, don't pop as loud and are cheaper.”

“Sounds like a really cool store. Did they have anything bigger than these?” I asked and finished my last slice of pizza.

“I think so, but she recommended these for what I was going to use them for. I'll pick up some different ones next time. Well, now that you're done eating, you can open your present,” she said and handed me a tiny wrapped present. I tore it open and found a little box containing a pair of earplugs.

“I see where this is going.”

“Oh yes, I've been looking forward to this all day. I hope you got some energy left in you, cause we're going to pop all of these balloons together. And hopefully we'll both also pop many times as well. I want this bed to be a mess of latex, sweat and love juice when we're done tonight.”

“Love juice? That's so not a you way of saying it,” I pointed out.

“Well, it sounds better than having to list everything.”

“Fair enough,” I said and made sure the ear plugs were fitted properly. “Okay, I think I'm ready.”

“Good. Now remember, you have to help me as well. I want to see you bouncing and squeezing those balloons till they pop.” She got down on the floor and began piling balloons onto the bed. I stayed put and made sure they didn't fall back down. When there was about a dozen balloons on the bed, she joined me. “All right, let's get popping!” she said enthusiastically and pressed a purple balloon between her chest and the bed. She rubbed against it a couple of times, before pressing her nails into it, making it disappear with a bang. She immediately grabbed an orange balloon and sat on top of it. The neck shot out, but the balloon didn't pop. “Come on! Sit on one. These are a lot more fun than the small ones we've used so far.”

I reached for a yellow balloon and carefully put my weight on it. “Come on, bounce on it. Like this!” Christie said and bounced hard a couple of times on her balloon. It burst on her fourth attempt and she fell on her butt, laughing. “Now you do it! Don't be scared. They're hardly any louder than the small ones.” I tried bouncing on the balloon, but all I achieved was making the neck point out towards Christie.

“Uh, these are really hard to pop,” I said.

“Try to stand up and just let your ass fall down on it. It'll pop for sure.”

I stood up, took a couple of deep breaths and let myself drop down on top of the balloon. I landed right on top of it, but it still didn't pop. Then I realized that I'd subconsciously slowed my fall using my arms. Before I could react, Christie pounced forward and dug her nails into the balloon and it burst below me. I screamed in surprise.

“There you go. Now you do the next one on your own,” my grinning girlfriend said and sat down on another balloon. “Let's bounce on one each and we'll see who can pop it first.”

“O-okay,” I said and picked up a blue balloon.

“Are you ready? One. Two. THREE!”

Of course Christie reacted first. She put all her weight on her purple balloon, but it refused to pop. Meanwhile I started out slow, but bounced harder and faster  on my balloon. Suddenly it disappeared underneath me.

“Feels great, doesn't it?,” she said and stopped bouncing. “Why don't you come over here and help me pop this one?” I nodded and shuffled over to her on my knees. Once there, I sat down on her lap and gave her a quick kiss before we started bouncing together. The balloon was no match for our combined forces and gave away with a bang after a couple of seconds. Christie landed on her back, laughing, with me on top of her. I used the opportunity to get inside her, causing her to gasp in surprise at my sudden initiative. Neither of us lasted very long and we were soon back to popping balloons.

It didn't take long before most of the loose balloons were gone and Christie started glancing up at the huge balloon arch that stretched itself over our bed.

“Are you ready for the finale?” she asked.

“I think so,” I said with a big grin on my face.

“There's just one thing I want to do before we get there.” She went to retrieve the very stretched out clear Tuf-Tex she'd blown up earlier and sat down on the bed again. “Let's masturbate together I while I blow this one till it pops. You can blow one up too if you want.”

I picked up a fresh clear balloon from the bag, while Christie undid the half-knot on her balloon and let most of the air out. She did a short countdown and then we started blowing. Her breaths were deep and steady, all the while fingering herself. My breaths were shorter and I made sure to not stroke too fast. As my balloon grew bigger, I watched Christie through its transparent skin. Her balloon was way bigger than mine already and had started to neck. I took at quick look at my own, which also had a tiny neck now, yet was several inches smaller than Christie's balloon. I tied mine off and started rubbing myself against it. Christie looked at me and grinned. Her own balloon was absolutely massive and the neck was so big, she could barely hold on to the balloon.

“Fuck! This bastard just doesn't want to pop!” she said, trying to get a better grip around the neck. She kept blowing and blowing, but the balloon just got bigger and bigger. She looked at it again and laughed nervously. “Okay, this is getting ridiculous. I'm nervous now. This thing has to be, what, 22 inches? Maybe more?”

I held up my own 17”, which was slightly overinflated, to compare and the difference was remarkable.

“Okay. I'm gonna do this. You ready?” she asked and placed the balloon between her lips again. I gave her a quick nod and she started blowing again. The balloon didn't appear to get any bigger now, just tighter with every breath. Christie paused again, visibly nervous. “Hey, uh, can you come over here and cover my ears? I have a feeling this is gonna be real fucking loud.”

“You could just stop you know,” I suggested.
“Yeah right, and let the balloon win? No way! Get over here!”

I crawled over to her and sat down behind her back. I covered her ears with my hands and after a muffled “thanks”, she continued blowing. One breath. Two. Three. Four breaths. Fi-


The enormous balloon shattered into thousands of tiny piece of latex. Christie sat there, stunned, with the mouthpiece still between her lips. Slowly I removed my hands from her ears.

“Fffuuuck. That was fucking epic!” She sounded both dazed and ecstatic. “Now fuck me. Hard!”

She turned towards me and kissed me, before pulling down the balloon arch, tangling it together and placing it on the bed. She then bent over the big cluster of balloons and spread her legs.

“Come on! Fuck me! And hand me another balloon. One of the others.”

I fished out a 16” Unique from the bag and handed it to her. I then placed myself behind her and placed my hands on her thighs. She waited till I was inside her before she started blowing. The pile of balloons squeaked every time I thrust into Christie and her balloon grew rapidly. Suddenly a balloon popped, as she dug her nails into it. Then another and another. I could hear her moaning between her breaths and I knew I couldn't last forever either. Her balloon was getting real big now and I decided to try my best to time my pop with the inevitable explosion between Christie's lips. Another two balloons went pop underneath her and it was only a matter of time before the big purple balloon she was blowing up was going to burst. The neck went all the way to her lips and the bulb was way too big to last. Meanwhile I was trying my best to contain myself, but it was futile. I moaned loudly as I came and the purple balloon exploded less than a second after my orgasm started. Christie could finally let her own moans free and popped another two balloons with her nails, before calming down.

“Fffuck that was awesome!” she panted, rolling over on the bed.

“Yes. Yes it was,” I said and lied down next to her, exhausted. “Thanks for the best birthday present ever, Christie. I love you.”

“I love you too. Now keep in mind that I expect you to outdo this for my birthday.”

“I'll try my best,” I said and smiled.

“You know, I think we'll save the rest of the balloons till tomorrow. I'm too tired to have a wrestling match with them right now.”

“Sounds good to me,” I said and looked over at Christie, who had already fallen asleep. I gave her a peck on the forehead and turned off the lights.

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Lisa was sitting at her desk, trying to get some work done. She had an assignment due on Monday that still needed some work. Her roommate had gone out drinking, as was usual on a Friday night. She kept on writing, but she was finding it very difficult to concentrate. She kept glancing over at the two balloons that were tied together, lying in her bed. It had been almost a week since she had humped their friend till it popped. A little piece of it was still tied with the other two.

Eventually she gave in and sat down in her bed instead. She pulled off her t-shirt and her shorts, undid her bra and slipped off her panties. Once she was completely naked, she picked up the two balloons and pressed them against her chest. The soft latex felt so good against her skin. She dug her face into one of them, kissing and smelling it. The sweet scent reminded her of the birthday parties she had in her childhood, when there were balloons everywhere.

She lowered herself on top of one of the balloons and pressed the other between her small perky breasts and started rubbing herself against them. The faster she went, the better it felt. She giggled a little as the neck of the balloon shot out when she put more weight on it, as it reminded her of a certain something. She squeezed the other balloon hard against her chest and moaned. Suddenly the balloon under her popped and she dug her nails into the other balloon, popping it a second later.

More! She needed more! She was still horny and both her balloons were gone. She sat on the bed, touching herself with a piece of latex wrapped around her fingers, thinking. She was sure she could remember seeing a bag of balloons somewhere in the house, but where? She got up and went to the kitchen and started looking. Sure enough, hidden behind a box of napkins were a bag containing 25 round balloons. She quickly grabbed it and went back to her room.

She tore the bag open and poured its contents on her bed. She took one balloon, stretched it and started blowing. When the balloon reached a teardrop shape, she stopped and tied it. She immediately put it between her legs and grabbed another balloon. Once she had five inflated balloons, she decided it was time to get rough with them. She laid her wet pussy down on one of them and placed the rest under her upper body. She started rubbing against them. The balloons squeaked from the friction, but didn't pop so easily. She dug her nails into one of them and it exploded with a loud bang. She giggled and grabbed another uninflated balloon to replace it. She kept grinding against the balloons while blowing up the new one.


The balloon she was humping suddenly exploded and she quickly moved one of the others down to take its place. Meanwhile she kept blowing and blowing. She was nearing her climax and started playing squeezing one of the two balloons under her chest with one hand and holding on to the one she was blowing with the other.


Her nails popped the balloon. She grabbed the other and sat back up.


She had put too much weight on the balloon under her and it exploded. She forced the remaining balloon in place between her legs and kept on grinding. With her now free hand, she fondled her left breast. She raised her head and kept blowing her balloon. It was getting difficult to blow, both because of her heavy breathing and the size of the balloon, but she wanted it to get bigger!


The balloon between her lips disappeared and tiny bits of latex showered over her. She  gasped for air as she came and collapsed on the bed. Once she managed to catch her breath, she hugged the remaining balloon gently and looked at the mess she'd made with a smile. Somehow she knew she wouldn't get much more work done that night.

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It was the day after the annual school dance and about a dozen of the students had been tasked with cleaning up the gym after school. Among them was a teenage girl with an athletic build and dirty blonde hair tied in a ponytail. She was quite beautiful by normal standards, yet she wasn't very popular among her fellow students.

She cursed as she entered the gym and saw the amount of work she had to do. The floor was littered with plastic cups, paper plates, discarded food and confetti. In one end of the gym was around 20 tables that had to be moved to the storage room. The only bright spot was the six big columns of white and purple balloons. At least it would be a little fun to pop all those balloons.

They started by moving all of the tables. Once that was done, a few of the other students started sweeping the floor, until someone pointed out that they should pop all of the balloons first, so they didn't have to sweep the floor twice. Quickly they began cutting down the balloon columns. The girl found a pair of scissors for herself and went towards the nearest column. The columns were attached to a long string that went through a hook in the ceiling and back down to the floor, where it was anchored, making it easy to have the entire column suddenly collapse onto the dance floor. For a moment she thought of how amusing it would've been to have done that the night before, while the gym was full of students enjoying themselves.

Once the column was down, she noticed a few uninflated balloon lying on the floor where the column had been standing. She picked them up and put them in the pocket of her jeans. She then began stabbing the balloons with the scissors. The white and purple orbs quickly disappeared with loud bangs. Suddenly she noticed something in the corner of her eye. She looked up and saw a boy with an uncomfortable look on his face, quickly moving towards the locker rooms. She recognized him and suddenly got an idea for how to make this miserable afternoon a little better. She cut off a part of the column so she had about 20 balloons and followed the boy.

She carefully opened the door to the locker room and looked around. The room was empty, but the door to the toilet was locked and sure enough, after a few seconds she heard someone flush. She quickly and quietly entered the room, pulled all the balloons with her and closed the door.  It sounded like whoever was inside the toilet was busy washing their hands. The girl grinned and walked quietly over to the door and leaned on the wall next to it. The door opened and the boy walked out.

“Trying to sneak away, are we?” the girl said. He gasped and backed into the door.

“Shit, you scared me Christie,” he said. “What are you doing here?” Then he saw the cluster of balloons she was carrying and he turned pale. A smirk appeared on her face, as her suspicion was proven right.

She grinned and stepped closer to him while looking him in the eyes. “I saw you sneaking away.” He started to slowly back away from her, but she followed. “And if you sneak away, that means more work for me and we can't have that, can we?”

“O-of course not,” he said, still trying to back away from her. By now they were inside the shower room and there were only a meter left between the boy and the wall behind him.

“So I thought to myself, I need to punish this guy for trying to sneak away.” He took another step back into the shower stall and hit the wall. There it was. The realization that he was now completely trapped. The girl licked her lips and savored the moment. The look on his face, as he slid down to a sitting position, was priceless. She squatted in front of him and pulled the balloons in front of her.

“What's wrong? Don't tell me you're scared of these?” she said and pushed one of the balloons up in his face. “That's so sad. Balloons are supposed to make you happy you know. They're all bright and colorful. And they make this wonderful bang when they pop!”

She suddenly dug her nails into the balloon and it exploded. The bang echoed nicely in the shower room. She couldn't possibly have found a better place to do this. The boy looked startled and quickly covered his ears. The girl looked didn't look pleased with his actions and grabbed his left wrist forcefully, pulling it away from his ear. Meanwhile she slipped a new balloon under her butt and sat down on it. It didn't pop. She started bouncing on it, still holding the boy's wrist.

“Oh for fuck...”


The balloon exploded with a satisfying bang. The boy shrieked and tried to pull his arm loose, but her grip was too tight. She grinned and quickly replaced the balloon with a new one. This one burst on the first attempt and so did the next. Then she decided to try to pop one with her free hand while sitting on another.

Bang! BANG!

The two balloons popped in quick succession. However, as the one under her butt disappeared, she lost her balance and the boy, who looked very uncomfortable, managed to get his arm loose, immediately bringing his hand up to his uncovered ear. She tried to grab his wrist again, but he had reinforced his defense by pulling his legs up and using them to lock his arms in place. She gave up, stood up and put the remaining balloons in between the two of them. She put her sneaker-clad right foot on top of a balloon and slowly pressed it down. The boy braced himself for the inevitable bang. Christie looked down at him and grinned. Instead of popping it right away, she teasing it by putting pressure on the balloon to the point where it nearly burst and then releasing it again. Finally she grew tired of it and stepped hard on the balloon. She quickly finished off another two with her foot and then another with her nails.

The boy had closed his eyes, trying his best to ignore the girl and her balloons. One by one the balloons disappeared with a bang, some louder than others. When her finally opened them again, she had only two balloons left. She noticed he was finally paying attention to her again and squatted down so she could look into his eyes.

“This is fun, isn't it?” she asked. He just stared blankly at her. “Well, I think it is anyway.” She put one of the remaining balloons underneath her and thrust her butt downwards, making the balloon explode on the first attempt. She quickly repeated the process with the final balloon, which was a little more stubborn, but it eventually went bang as well. The boy sighed with relief and lowered his hands.

“Oh, you think that's it?” Christie said with a huge grin. She slowly revealed an uninflated white balloon from her pocket. “Surprise! I have one more that's gonna go bang. And it's gonna be way louder than the others, cause I'll make it real big. Hell, a little too big probably.”

The boy quickly covered his ears again, as the girl put the balloon between her lips. After struggling a little with the first breath, she began putting big, steady breaths into the balloon. The boy looked even more terrified than before. They both knew from experience that balloons popped the loudest when blown up till they popped.

The balloon was starting to get big. Too big for the boy's liking. The neck was starting to expand and he knew it couldn't take much more. In a last, desperate attempt, he lashed out with his hand, hitting the balloon with his palm. Christie was caught by surprise and the balloon flew out of her grip. The two of them followed it with their eyes, as it flew across the room and landed in the opposite corner. When Christie looked at the boy again, he had a victorious grin on his face. He knew that she couldn't go to retrieve the balloon without letting him escape. He was finally free from this torture.

“What the fuck do you think you're doing?!,” she shouted, grabbed his shoulders and forced him to the ground. He whimpered as his head hit the tiled floor. Before he could comprehend the situation, she had gotten on top of him, straddling his chest and arms. “Don't think for a moment that you'll win that easily. I was gonna go easy on you, but you asked for it. Try covering your ears now.”

His arms were completely stuck under the weight of the girl. To make things worse, she had hidden another balloon somewhere. She grinned wickedly, stretched the purple balloon a couple of times and put it between her lips. The boy had stopped resisting now and just laid there with a blank look on his face. He looked completely defeated now.  He didn't even have the energy to look proper scared anymore. He had lost all hope. He... was crying? A sudden jolt of guilt hit her. Was it really that bad? She let go of the balloon, which had a sizable neck by now.

“Heh, really? Am I that good at being an asshole?” she said, her voice shaking a little. She'd made guys cry before, but usually by kicking their ass. Of course you could make kids cry by teasing them, but it wasn't something she'd expected by a 16-year-old. She got on her feet and watched the boy as he sat up against the wall. He didn't say anything, instead just silently looking down at the floor.

“So, uh, I guess I went a little too far? The boy finally looked up. He had wiped away the tears, but he still looked quite miserable. “Hey, look. I'm... I'm sorry. Didn't expect you to be that pat... err, afraid. Look, just get out of here. I'll tell the others you weren't feeling well if they ask.”

The boy looked at her for a moment, before giving her a light nod. He got up and headed towards the exit. Once he was gone the girl sighed and began cleaning up the mess she'd made.
Flashback No. 1 - School Days
A little flashback to the event mentioned in Chapter 2. I've had the draft for this one around for over two years now. Feels good to finally finish it :)

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“Well, uh, you can never get too many balloons, can you?” I said.

“Oh, I have just the thing!” Christie jumped off me and picked something out of a plastic bag on the floor. She threw a handful of balloons on the bed, picked one up and began blowing. I sat up and enjoyed the view. After a few breaths, Christie stopped to look at the orange balloon. “Do you like it?”

I looked at the balloon. It was a 16” Unique with 'Happy Birthday' printed on it, along with presents, cakes and confetti. “It's nice,” I said and smiled. She tossed a blue balloon with the same print in my direction and continued blowing up hers. I picked up the blue balloon and started blowing it up.

It didn't take long before her balloon was full and she tied it off. She threw it up in the air and punched it towards me. It hit me gently on the head, making her giggle and picking up a red balloon. We kept blowing up 'Happy Birthday' balloons in various crystal colors until there were none left.

“I wish they had more of these left at the store. They're so pretty,” she said. She picked up three of them by the neck in one hand and swirled them around. “So there you go. Ten balloons wishing you happy birthday. What do you say we kick it up a notch, huh?.” She picked up another uninflated balloon, a clear 17” Tuf-Tex and put it between her lips.

“What do you want me to do?” I asked.

“Uh, oh, you blow up one too, as big as you dare and then sit on it. Make sure you tie it with plenty of room in the neck, cause these get super big and I know how much you like those big necks.” She handed me an entire bag of balloons and started blowing up hers. I chose a red balloon and started blowing it up. She was taking her time blowing up her balloons, squeezing and hugging it along the way. Every now and then she would put it between her legs and sit on it, making the neck shoot out, bigger and bigger every time she did so. When I was happy with the size of my balloon, I tied it and carefully put my weight on it. The neck popped out, but it was nowhere near as big as Christie's was by now.

“Now start jerking off. Slowly. Don't want you to come just yet.” She put a few more breaths into her balloon, which had to be at least an inch over rated size. To my surprise she made a half-knot and sat down on it. The balloon still seemed soft and the neck was twice the size of mine. “See what I mean?” She put her hands around the neck and rubbed them back and forth a couple of times. “You should've worked yours more while you were blowing it up.”

“I guess. I think I can get it bigger still though,” I said and bounced carefully a few times. The neck did get a little bigger each time I put my weight on the balloon again, but it was still small in comparison to Christie's.

“Hey, you don't have to compensate for anything,” she said and laughed.

“I see you had to though,” I said jokingly and looked at the big fat neck of her balloon.

“Yeah, there's a lot to be desired in that department.” She looked down at her crotch and rubbed her pussy. “Oh well, I'm happy with what I got to work with and you usually seem to be satisfied too.” She grinned and picked up another balloon and started blowing it up. She gently rocked back and forth on the clear balloon, while running her hands all over her body. She held the crystal blue with her teeth and slowly made it bigger and bigger. I gripped my cock hard and rubbed it slowly. The combination of watching the smoking hot blonde with the balloons and the feeling of the balloon underneath me made it very difficult to restrain myself and it didn't take long before I came hard all over my red balloon.

“Ah, there you go,” Christie said. I slid off my balloon and caught my breath on the bed. Meanwhile she finished blowing up her blue balloon. She tossed it on the floor and beckoned me over to her. I crawled over and she embraced me, pushing my face into her breasts. I could feel the neck of her clear balloon against my hardening cock. I leaned my weight forwards and pushed her off the balloon. Her head landed on the pillow, while I fell down on the balloon. I gasped as my cock was pushed into the soft latex.

“Hey, start humping that balloon and we'll see who comes first,” Christie said. I looked down and noticed that the balloon was pushed towards her pussy. I started thrusting my hips up and down. My cock pushed into the bottom of the balloon, with my balls resting on the neck. Every time I thrust downwards, Christie let out a little moan. It took a couple of minutes of constant humping before the two of us came within seconds of each other.

I rolled off the balloon and knocked it off the bed. We spent the rest of the afternoon cuddling and fucking among all the balloons. At times Christie looked a little annoyed that she had promised not to pop any of them until after dinner, especially while she was riding me while blowing up a 17” really big. She still looked satisfied when the it eventually became five o'clock and the doorbell rang. Before I could even open my mouth, she stormed out of the room without putting on anything.

“Yeah yeah, go open the door while you're naked. What could possibly go wrong?” I said to myself with a smile.
Chapter 6 - Happy Birthday: Part II
Well, here it is. This was a lot more difficult than I anticipated. I'm not entirely happy about it, but I'm kind of tired of being stuck at this point in the story, so I decided to just get it over with. Hopefully the next part won't take as long!
Either way, I hope you enjoy.



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Hey, sorry for not posting any new chapters recently. Life's been busy and I just haven't had the time to write much. I have some half-finished chapters, so hopefully it should go quickly once I have some spare time :) I'm hoping to introduce some new characters soon as well, which I hope you'll enjoy :D


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