This is going to be a long post. Just felt I would share it all in one place seperate of another post in here. Feel free to comment but please don't be negative. I hope others will share their stories or experiences as well!
Most of my early years consits of playing with and popping balloons at home and involved a few family members because thats where most of my time at those ages was spent. My enjoyment of balloons began at a very early age. Around 5 or 6. I enjoyed sitting and bouncing on them and the sudden pop when it happened. Several years later, somewhere in bouncing around on them I became aroused and discovered I could hump them and achieve orgasm. I didn't know anything about what I was doing other than it felt amazing and kept doing it. Eventually it was discovered that I got more than just fun out of balloons. I remember multiple times being caught throughout the years. I was walked in on humping them, my erections were noticed, I was caught having them in the tub, popped balloons were found, etc. My family stopped buying them for me and stopped allowing me to have them all the time. I didn't quite understand why or what i had done wrong. I began to sneak and buy them myself and tried to only play with and bust them when no one was home. I enjoyed the feeling of the latex against my skin, bouncing on them, and now there was a feeling of being naughty because I wasn't supposed to have them. Sometimes I would try to sneak them into the bath under the water or fill them with water in the shower. I remember being caught with them multiple times doing so. My room began being checked for balloons and my mother attempted to punish me multiple different ways to get me to stop buying them and sneaking them. I tried to keep the arousal private and hidden and usually wore short shorts when popping them but did sometimes sneak into some panties and a bikini bottom, if I wasn't bare when I was alone.
My mother would inflate my entire stash when taken or found and tried punishing me by making me watch her pop my stash with a needle or making me bust them with it while she scolded me or while she had fun busting them with the needle. A needle seemed to be her favorite method for busting balloons. When i would walk into the room from being outside for a while she would say "look what i found! Your little stash of balloons! You know what's about to happen next! Well it certainly doesn't include any popping for you! I certainly didnt inflate all of them for you to bust with your butt! This is a punishment and while I do not like punishing you and this will not be fun for you but it will be for me. I get to have some fun now! Or you know what comes next! Dont go anywhere! I made it very clear you were not to have or buy any balloons. I warned you what would happen if I found any! I've got just the thing for these silly little balloons! Look what I've got! I got a needle! Oooo! Do you know what this will do to your silly little balloons? It's so nice and sharp! Its going to pop them all sooo quickly and easily! I've just been waiting for you to come inside so i can get started and you can see all the fun that you dont get to have and wasted your money on because you wont listen and want to be sneaky. My heart would race and I would get that gut wrenching feeling. You chose to sneak and waste your money on them so now I get to have all this fun, fun, fun! She turned on some music and said ok are you ready? Say goodbye to your precious balloons! I'm going to have soooo much fun! She walked over to the balloons and started popping them. Pop! Pop! Pop! Wasting your balloons is so much fun! Hahaha! Yes! Boom, boom, boom, I just love busting them with this needle! Its sooo nice and sharp! It makes really quick and easy work of them! She danced around the room to the music with her needle popping them. Awwe poor balloons, Oops theyre disappearing! Such a waste! Oops another one! And another! Pop! Pop! Pop! Hahaha! There's soooo many but they won't last long with this needle! Are you watching? Pay attention! Do you like having to watch someone else bust all of your balloons that you bought? Look i barely have to touch it to them to bust them! She was giggling and laughing. You know what? I've got a great idea! Since you want to be such a bad boy and not listen and waste your money then here you take the needle and waste some of your own balloons with it. Show me just how bad you can be with it. Go on now. Hurry up! Show me! Waste them! I reluctantly took the needle and slowly popped a few balloons with it. She said see how easy it busts your balloons? Go on now! Pop them faster! Keep wasting them my little balloon boy. Ill tell you when to stop! Isn't it sooo much fun? Do you like it? Or do you hate wasting them?! I hope you hate it! I said yes mom I hate it. This needle is no fun. She said Good! Now go on and bust some more for me! Im glad you don't like it! This is a punishment! This is the most you're going to get out of these balloons or any others you buy! So you better not buy anymore! Go on! Now! Waste some more and don't stop until I tell you to! After many more she said now hold that needle out for me. Ill press them onto it and bust them! Good job! This is what will happen to any more balloons that you buy. You will be wasting your money because I will gladly bust every one of them with a needle just like we did with these. I don't mind at all. I know you hate it because you want to bounce that little butt of yours on them and bust them that way amongst being naughty with them. Me? I just find it quiet fun to bust them with a needle! You buying them just gives me a reason to have plenty to pop! So don't try me!" If I ever find any more balloons I might just make you pop them all with that needle! Maybe you won't buy them if you know you will have to bust all of them in front of me with a needle. Then she said that wouldn't be any fun for me though. To blow all these up and me not get to bust any? I'll just make you watch me bust them all. If I ever find any again maybe I'll just make you blow them all up and then you will have to watch me pop them! Now bring me that needle and watch me finish off the rest of them! I brought her the needle and she grabbed several balloons and tossed them into the air and jabbed them as they fell and she danced around the room to the music. She took several more and tossed them to me and said here help me bust them. You toss them to me and I'll pop them! I did as she instructed me to. With each pop she laughed. After about 10 of these she surprised me by saying ok since you've taken your punishment so well and you wasted so many as you were told you can grab just a couple and pop them with that little butt of yours. You have to pop them right here and right now in front of me! And you better not get yourself all excited either. If I even think you're getting excited I will stab them with my needle and you wont touch them for a long time! She sat on the bed twirling her needle between her fingers and said go on. Get that red one and sit pop it on the floor. I did. She said now get that yellow one and sit on it on that chair. Bounce hard till it pops! No messing around! No silliness and no fun! Just pop it! Come on now pop it! Bounce on it! Bounce harder! I popped it and she said good job you can bust 1 more. Here take this white one and pop it! She said you choose the chair or the floor. I chose the chair. She said come on bounce on it! Show me what bad little boys do to their balloons! Bounce on it boy! Pop it! Pop it! Pop it! Alright you're finished! No more! Now toss me a few! I grabbed one and tossed to her expecting her to stab it. Instead she surprised me when she placed it on the chair, sat on it, and it popped right away. She laughed and said that was too easy, give me another one! She sat on it as well and after a couple of bounces it busted. She laughed and said that was a bit more fun! At least I got a few bounces in on that one! I don't want you getting yourself excited. She said go sit on the bed and I will finish them off. She said what upset you more having to watch me pop them with this needle, having to watch me bust them sitting on them or me making you pop them with a needle? I said all of it. I dont like any of it at all. She said good! She got up and got her needle and rapidly stabbed a good bit. They were starting to thin out but still quite a few were left. She said hey take a balloon and put it on the chair and sit on it. I was confused because this was supposed to be a punishment of me watching her pop them all and she had already said I was done. I wasnt going to argue though so i said ok! She said this time face away from me and face the back of the chair like straddle the balloon and the chair so I did. I was now facing the wall and had forgotten she was holding her needle. As I lowered myself onto the balloon she jabbed it with the needle busting it and I dropped onto the chair! She laughed and said haha! Tricked you! She said here I'll definitely let you bust the next ones. She said first I want you to put on one of those short pairs of shorts you like to wear when you pop these balloons. Here here's a pair right here. Put them on. Just the shorts. Go on. She said now i can definitely tell if you go getting yourself all excited and start enjoying this. This is not for fun. This is still a punishment. I'm sure thats why you're sneaking them. I quickly changed. She said now I want you to sit on these the same way! Turn that chair around so the back of it faces me! She said place them so the neck shoots out under your legs! I want to see if you can sit on it and pop it without getting yourself excited! Go on! If you can I will let you pop the rest. If you can't well...they're all mine! I'm giving you the chance to pop the rest! I'm willing to bet you can't do it though! That's why you're sneaking them! Go on now! Show me you can do it. Don't be shy now. You want to sneak and buy them when you aren't supposed to have them so go ahead. If it happens it happens. Not like I havent seen you that way before with them! Straddle this balloon on the chair and bounce on it until it pops! Show me you can pop them without making yourself excited. I knew I had no chance of passing this test and it not being noticeable, especially with only the shorts on and no underware but i wasnt about to miss out on an opportunity to get what enjoyment i could out of them. She already knew popping them excited me. So i figured I may as well sit on and pop what i could. I did as I was told and turned the chair around and straddled the next balloons on the chair. I was now facing my mother who sat twirling her needle between her fingers. The balloon stretched under my butt and legs and shot out from under my legs and rubbed against my skin. It felt amazing. She said now bounce on that damn balloon boy! Come on! Pop it! Haha! Ohhhh! Look at it shoot out from under you! Its so close! Keep bouncing! You'll bust it! Good job! Here here's another one! Go ahead sit on it! Hahaha! Bust it boy! Woohoo! Good job! Do you like having to bust them with your butt right here in front of me and not have any fun with them? Not get to bounce around and roll around on them? Go ahead get you another one. Sit on it. That's what you like doing with them so much! You just love sitting on them. You like feeling them under your butt and legs don't you?! Too bad! Now pop it! Now! Bounce boy! Bounce harder on it! It's no fun is it? You should have listened to me she said. She said go on sit on this one. Bust it now! Go on pop your little balloon! Pop it I said! I bounced as hard as I could and it popped. She said good! Here's another one. Pop it! Now! I sat on it and the neck shot out under my legs just as the prior balloons had done. She said look at that balloon stretch under you! Bounce your butt on it! Awwe come on now! You can bounce harder! Pop it! I couldn't fight it anymore. Feeling them against my butt cheeks and my legs in my shorts and the sting from the pops brought me too much excitement. She suddenly stood up and stuck the needle into the balloon under me. She said looks like you've had more than enough! I told you not to be getting yourself all excited. Looks like you don't get to pop the rest after all. Haha! They're all mine to waste! You just proved me right! Hmmmm. Theres still so many left! How should I waste the rest of them?! Should I use this needle?! She asked as she stabbed a few. She said ooh I have an idea! You sit on the bed. She said hey sis come in here. My mom said would you like to have some fun and finish these off? My aunt said i thought you'd never ask! My aunt said oh looks like someone had a bit too much fun! She said you sit there on the bed and watch! My aunt asked my mom should i do like him and sit on them!? She was always so giddy and giggly. My mom said however you want to! Up to you! My aunt grabbed one, placed it on the chair and sat on it. She said wow! Its holding me! My mom said well bounce on it! Bust it! My aunt bounced and it busted! She jumped up and said damn it smacked my butt! She was wearing a short pair of tight cutoff jean shorts that exposed the bottom of her buttcheeks. My mom said get another one! Go for it! Show him what you can do to his balloons with all that booty girl! Pop them girl! Have fun with them! My aunt grabbed and sat on several more laughing and smiling and shaking her butt around on top of them. Some of them she straddled on the chair and some she sat on on the floor. My mom said whats wrong? Does it bother you to see someone else sitting on and popping your balloons and having a good time!? Good! I hope it does! Ooops! There goes another one! Oh my! Look at them stretch out under them buttcheeks girl! Awwe! It must be terrible having to watch her enjoy your balloons! Shes having so much fun! My aunt said oh yes i am! So nice and soft under my butt and my legs! Oooh! Omg it feels so amazing! I just want to sit on them and pop them all! Awwe you just have to sit and watch me! Haha! Ooh listen to it squeal against my legs! Hahaha! That means its about to bust! My mom said get them with that booty girl! Make them squeal! She pops them so easy with that booty of hers! Listen to them squeal! Hahaha! Shes having so much fun! Look at her go! My aunt said should i bust some more with my butt?! My mom said what do you think? How should we pop the last of your balloons? Should she continue sitting on them? Should we both? Should i get my needle? Should we squeeze them? What should we do to your balloons?! I didn't say a word so she said go ahead sis. Make him watch you sit on some more. Yes girl! Get it! Im so glad youre enjoying yourself and these balloons and having so much fun! Get them girl! It really looks like youre having so much fun! Go on girl enjoy yourself! Sit on some nice and slow! Just lightly bounce that booty on it! Yes! Just like that! Haha! Thats what he likes to do with them! My aunt said oooh! They do feel nice! Let me just roll my booty around on them! Just like you like to do! You like to feel them under your legs in your little shorts...well they feel sooo nice under my legs! Oooh! I love it! Listen to them squeal! Hahaha! Look at it shoot out between my legs and rub them! Hahaha! She said ok balloon time to bust you! She bounced harder and harder until it busted. My mom said alright lets finish them off together as fast as we can sis! She said you"ve got tennis shoes on! Stomp them girl! Yes! Bust them! Sink your nails into them! Have fun girl! Here goes the last of your balloons! Oooh so much fun! Pop them, pop them they shouted! They both grabbed the rest and stomped on them and dug their nails into them. My mother said awwe its the last one. The last of your little balloon stash. Do you want it? Do you want it? I bet you do! Should I bust it? As I looked over at her she squeezed it against her hard against her side and dug her nails into it and said too bad it's gone! She said you weren't supposed to get any of them at all and you've had a little more than enough. I knew she had noticed that me sitting on the balloons had aroused me as hard as I fought it because she had popped the last one i sat on with the needle she had and her comments. She told me to go take my shower and then come clean up all of the popped balloons. Yes she tried this a few times but only allowed me to participate that 1 time.
One of my aunts tried making me watch her sit on and bounce on and thoroughly enjoy and have fun busting my balloons while scolding and teasing me about all the fun she was having as punishment for having them. She tried this because it was my favorite thing to do with them and my favorite way of popping them. The first time my mother had caught my aunt just coming in from tanning outside and I had just come in from the pool. Mom had found my stash and inflated it. She asked my aunt if she would go back there and sit on and pop every one of them with her butt and to make sure she had plenty of fun with them while busting them and make sure I could tell. I had that sinking feeling in my gut and my heart raced. My mother also told my aunt I was not to touch a single balloon unless I was placing it on the chair in the bedroom. My aunt excitedly agreed and said she'd love to! We entered the room to find all of my balloons inflated, most not fully inflated tightly. My aunt said oh wow, look at all these! Look at all your precious little balloons! This is going to be so much fun for me! Too bad you were bad and can't listen and wasted your money on all of these. You don't get to have any fun with them! You shouldnt have snuck and bought them! Ok I'm ready to have some fun! Go ahead and pick the 1st one and put it on that chair. There was a wooden but cushioned chair sitting in the room. I placed one it and she quickly straddled the chair and dropped her butt on top of it and busted it. She laughed as she stood up and said that was so easy get me another one! Keep them coming! You can place them on the chair when I stand up or toss them to me. These silly balloons are no match for my big ol booty! See all this booty!? It's going to bust all of your balloons! None of them will survive it! Stand right there! I want you to see my booty crush and pop all of these balloons! Go ahead! When i stand up put another on the chair and watch! Awwe! What's wrong? Do you not like seeing your precious balloons crushed and popped under someone else's booty? Oooo! I love it! Squeaky, squeaky, pop! Hahaha! I bet you wish you could be bouncing on and busting them with your little butt. I know you do! Too bad! I can't let that happen! It's sooo much fun!!! They pop so easy under my butt! Later I learned why the first bit popped so easily. It was from the tanning lotion breaking down the rubber. She would say oooh sooo much fun! I can just lower myself onto them and watch them stretch out! Is it going to pop?! Now?! Oooh! So close! Almost! Roll around on it! Oop a little bounce! A little more! There it went! Hahaha! After the 1st bit most of the rest took some bouncing. Of course they werent all fully inflated and the chair was padded. You shouldn't have bought them I guess. Then again I'm kind of glad you did because now I get to have all this fun! Bounce, bounce, bounce, pop! Every time she would stand up she would have pieces of balloons stuck to her skin and would have to shake or swat them off. She was still dressed in her bikini, and covered in tanning lotion. She would slam down on some and others she would lightly sit on, rock around on, and slowly bounce harder until they popped. She said they feel so nice and soft and bouncy under my booty and my legs! Oooh! Sooo damn nice! Awwe thats what you like! Too bad! Ohhhh I am so enjoying sitting on and popping all these damn balloons of yours! Oooh listen to them squeal! She would say I dare you to buy more. I'll gladly bust every one of them with this butt just like I am all of these! Just stop buying them like you were told. Or dont! It's going to be so much more fun for me if you keep buying them. I will gladly volunteer to booty pop them all and it won't cost me a thing. Look at how this butt of mine is smashing them and busting them so easily! Hey look at that! Its a punchball balloon! I know you really like these! I cant use the chair for them! That's ok. I'll bust it on the floor! Awwe whats wrong? You dont want me to bust it with my booty?! You wanted to bounce on it didnt you? Too bad! Say goodbye to it! Oooh! Bouncing on these is extra fun! These are extra bouncy! Look at it flatten out! Its putting up a good fight! Come on! Bust baby bust! Pop for me! It just wont go! Here let me help it a little bit! I know! Watch this! She stopped bouncing and sat still and grabbed it from the sides and pulled up digging her nails into it while sitting on it and it exploded! There! Finally! Its gone! So sad you can't have any of this fun! Not!!! Ooohh look another one! Oooo! Lets bounce on it first! Look at it stretch! Hahaha! I think I see why these are your favorite! They feel extra nice against my booty and my legs! Ooooh sooo nice! Hahaha! Too bad you don't get to enjoy them! I do hahaha! Bouncy, bouncy, bounce! Ok ok! Here it goes! I'm going to pop it now! Bye bye balloon! She said come on now pop for me! Pop under my ass! She bounced and dug her nails into it, popping it! She laughed and said you're missing out on so much fun! Too bad you just have to watch and can't join me! Hahaha! Well your punchballs are gone! She was so giggly and laughing and smiling the whole time! She grabbed another one and sat on it. She said look it doesn't want to pop but it will! Oooh Listen to that! Listen to them squeal under my butt! Haha! Ok here it goes! Bounce, bounce, bounce! Come on! Pop for me! Pop! Pop! Pop! Finally! Woohoo! Next one please! Ooo! Look at that neck! She would thump the necks or run her hand along them making them squeal as she laughed and just kind of rolled her hips around on many of them. Some she would slowly sit on or place under her thighs and dig her nails into them. This is sooo much fun! I just love bouncing on and busting them with my ass! If only you didn't make yourself silly and misbehave with them you could have all this fun! I know this is your favorite way to pop them! You think its so much fun! You're right it is! Im having a blast! You just never know when it will pop! Until you listen and behave no more fun for you! No more balloons for you! If you even think about buying balloons again I want you to think about my butt being the one to sit on them and bust them! She continued to bust every balloon while smiling, laughing, and commenting until they were all gone. Then told me I had to clean up what was left of my balloons. She tried this a couple of times as well.
Eventually they gave up on punishing me. I didn't have any balloons for a good while, at least not that they knew about, and one day while at Wal-Mart my mom took me back to the party section. We walked down the balloon isle and she said you've been good as far as i know and you havent had any balloons for a while. Go ahead and pick you some out. I wasnt sure what to think. She said go ahead. Get you a few bags! I'll buy them! I thought oh wow! I grabbed some 9" and 12" balloons and a couple packs of punchballs. My mom said here lets go ahead and get a few more while we're here. She added several more bags. I was shocked and nervous! Was she really going to let me have all these balloons?! Were they for her? Had she developed an enjoyment of popping them too? Were they for my aunt? Was my mom going to make me pop them all in front of her? So many questions raced through my mind. Had she finally accepted that i just enjoyed balloons and she could not stop me? Did she understand how I felt popping them and she now felt the same way after all that popping with my aunt? On the way home she told me look i never knew how much fun popping them could be. I dont mind you playing with or popping them if thats what you want to do. I just don't want you making yourself silly with them if you understand. I said yes mom i understand. She said you will only have them and pop them where you can be supervised. I agreed to that. She said i really dont want you taking them into the bathroom when you shower or bathe either. And any you blow up to play with you must bust them when you're done playing with them. No keeping any. I agreed to all of her rules. I was now allowed to have balloons again in the common areas of the house where I could be supervised. This allowed me a reason to have uninflated ones for when I was home alone for humping, she would never know any different.
When we got home she took all of the balloons back to the bedroom and got 1 of the inflators out and said here I'll blow these up for you and you tie them. Do you want them big and tight or soft an bouncy? I said you can make them mostly soft and bouncy and throw in a few tight ones! I said how many are you giving me? She said well you have to pop all that's inflated so what do you think? 10? 20? I said 25? And a punchball. She said ok you can go put a pair of your favorite shorts on if you want. I'll finish getting these ready for you. When I returned she had them all inflated and was taking them to the living room. She said grab the rest and bring them in here. I gathered the remaining balloons and dropped them on the floor in the living room. She said ok now you have fun with them and pop away but behave! Don't make yourself silly and no humping them! I bounced on and busted every balloon. I played with and popped balloons regularly for a good while after this. I even occasionally took some into the shower and bath with me and enjoyed them in there and nothing was said for a while. If anything I was cheered on or my mom or aunt would occasionally pop a few. A few sarcastic comments were made jokingly about me getting myself off with them. There were a few times I left a few blown up or didn't pop them all. In which case they were always popped by my mom or my aunt. They would just say you were told you couldn't keep any. I took care of them for you! I won't tell you how! Just that i took care of them!
During this time i also had another aunt growing up who was frequently around. If she saw me playing with balloons she would say ooo balloons! Looks like you're having fun! After the first time she showed me what she meant she would sometimes say you know what i like to do with them! Bring some outside for me if you want to. What she meant was one day she said you should bring some outside and I'll show you what I like to do with them! I've got just the thing to easily pop them! I gathered a few and curiously went outside. She lit herself a cigarette, took a drag, looked at the cherry and said toss me one! She reached out and burned it causing embers to fly off her cig and shards of balloons fly. I was mesmerized. She said go ahead toss me more and took another drag making the cherry of cigarette glow. She quickly reached out and popped them and laughed. She said thats what I like to do to balloons! I found this entertaining and asked if I could bring her more. She said sure! Bring all you want! I'll bust all the balloons you want me to! It's fun and that's what they're made for! Pop! Pop! Pop! I grabbed some more and took them outside. She would say toss me one and watch this. She would hold her cigarette in her mouth and take a drag and tell me to toss the balloon at it. She would laugh and say that's a nice breeze! I especially found this entertaining at night because you could really see the embers fly. Anytime she saw me with balloons after this she would say ooo balloons!, bring some out if you want, you know what I like to do, or bring me some outside so I can have fun popping some too! Once I brought out a whole bunch of them and asked her if she would pop them for me. She said of course I will but there's so many! How about first you pop some in that chair. She said look at you go! Are you having fun?! I said yes! She said well pop a few more for me! She placed them in the chair one at a time for me. She said bounce, bounce, bounce! Bounce that little booty on those balloons! You're so silly! I bounced on and popped several more and then she said ok I'll finish the rest with my cigarette for you! She said you just sit right there and enjoy the show! She lit herself a fresh cigarette and grabbed a balloon and pressed it against her cigarette as she took a drag and said ooo a nice breeze! Some she tossed up one at a time and reached out and popped them. She would take a drag and blow the smoke across the balloon and just stare at it and laugh! She would tease them by holding her cigarette close to them and moving it along them until pop! Some she would get her cigarette so close but move it away, going back and forth saying oop, oop, now, building the anticipation of the pop! She smiled and laughed and giggled the entire time. She would say this is so fun!
The older i became the more self conscious about bouncing on and popping balloons I became and began to only enioy it when i was home alone or in the bath or shower secrelty with the door locked. I was terrified of someone finding out that i still enjoyed them! I felt so weird! I thought there was something wrong with me! I was embarrassed about enjoying them.
Fast forward some years later and one day I arrived home to find my stepmom had inflated a bunch of balloons and had clusters of them twisted together and the floor covered. I would say there was a good 200 balloons. I was shocked. She said oh hey! She said your mom and I were talking today and she told me how you have always enjoyed popping balloons. She said no need to be embarrassed or ashamed. She said I dont see anything wrong with that. It's cheap, innocent fun! You aren't hurting anything. Plus it's good stress relief! Just take out all of your frustrations on them! She said go ahead pop away! No judgement here! I wasnt sure what all my mom had told her. I stood there staring and I managed to say I'll be right back. I ran to my room and changed into a pair of gym shorts I had and returned. They were actually a pair of women's gym shorts i had snuck and bought! They were so short the bottom of my butt cheeks almost stuck out! I had long enjoyed wearing short shorts when i sat on and popped balloons! I had just about always kept a pair hidden just for that. If i had other shorts on i would pull the legs up as much as possible. I still to this day dont know how i was able to even hide any arousal from everyone over all the years. My stepmom said oh my those are short! You got you some booty shorts huh? I said yeah if im going to bust some balloons i like to wear these! She said oh! You must like feeling the latex against your skin. I said yep! You guessed it. She said your mom told me. But its ok! Dont embarrassed! She said well you see I'm also wearing a pair so no judgement here! She said you like what you like and shouldn't be judged for it! She said are you ready now? She started popping them and kept encouraging me. I eventually popped a few and she said it's ok really. Go ahead! Pop them! She sat on one and bounced around on it and said you're no match for my butt! She busted it and laughed. She said go on now! It's your turn! Sit on them and pop them! Your mom said that was your favorite thing to do with them. You put your short shorts on. Go for it! Sit on them! Bounce on them! I grabbed a cluster and sat on it and bounced. She said see! You dont have to be ashamed or embarrassed. She cheered me on saying yeah, there you go! Bounce that butt on those balloons! Hahaha! Oooh! Listen to them squeal and pop! She said good job, bounce, bounce bounce, you got this, keep bouncing, show that balloon who's boss. Now you're having fun! Keep popping them and watch me now, they won't survive my big booty, look at that neck, ooo its stretching, it don't want to bust, keep going, that one popped so easy, pop for me, squeal all you want but I'm gonna bust you, hahaha, oooh nice little pinch! We cheered each other on, laughed, had some sit pop races, squeeze popped some, stomped on some. She would sit on some and play with the necks as they shot out from under her. She said there you go! Enjoy yourself! Have fun! Dont be embarrased! There were a few punchball balloons that she had inflated that put up the biggest fight to us bouncing on them. She said your mom told me you really used to like these. She said I bought a few and thought I'd try them out too! She sat on one and said wow! Pretty tough! She bounced around on it a few times and laughed. She said they hold me pretty good. She said go ahead get one. I grabbed one and sat on it and started bouncing around on it. She started bouncing harder and harder on hers until it finally exploded under her. She laughed and said bring yours over here and ill sit on it and you can sit in my lap and we will bounce on it together. Im sure it wont hold both our weights. I brought it to her and she sat on it and i sat in her lap and after a couple of bounces it exploded under her. She said see I told you! She said now just go for it just let loose and bust them. I'm not judging you. You like what you like. Here sit on these bust them with your butt while I bust these with mine. Theyre so much fun to sit on! We each took clusters and bounced away on them shoving the balloons under our butts and legs popping them! It took me quite a bit of bouncing as she hadn't inflated them real tight. She would say look at that one shoot out from under you! Bounce on it! Bust it! You got it! She grabbed another punchball and sat on it. She said I think these are my favorite too! They hold all my weight and I can bounce around and roll around on them before they pop. They feel extra nice under me! Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy! Ooooh! I just love it! Hahahah! She said alright now time for you to pop for me! Ready?! 1,2,3 she started bouncing harder and harder. The balloon squealed against her butt and thighs with every bounce. Finally the balloon exploded under her! She said damn! That one took some serious effort! Hahaha! She grabbed several balloons and squeezed against her chest while digging her nails into them. She got up and went into the kitchen and came back with a thumb tack. She said look what I found! She said I'm going to pop some with it then I'Il let you have it and you can pop away with it if you want. She walked around popping random balloons quickly while laughing and smiling. Some she tossed into the air, some she just jabbed. Then she brought the pin to me and said here you go. Your turn. I said nah. I'd rather not use it. Actually i hate that! I prefer to use just my body. She said oh ok that's ok. I understand. I said I guess my mom didn't tell you all about that? She said no. She just mentioned that you really enjoy popping balloons especially by sitting and bouncing on them and that you like to wear short shorts when you do. She said it's something you've always enjoyed! I said yeah thats all true! But once she made me pop them with a needle when i was in trouble and I hated it. I said it was also her favorite way to bust them when i was in trouble and she didnt want me to have any. She said oh ok! Do your thing then. No judgement here. She grabbed two balloons and squeezed against herself sinking her nails into them. She said do you want me to keep popping them with you or just watch you pop them or leave you to it? I said you can pop some too. It's way more fun that way especially if you enjoy popping them. She said of course! I'll keep going and yes I most definitely enjoy it! Its a lot of fun! Ive never inflated them just to pop them like this but ive always enjoyed popping them when the opportunity came about. She said how do you want me to pop them? Any certain way since you dont like the pin? I dont want you to be mad or upset! I said you should sit on them like i am and bust them with your butt! I said thats the funnest way and I like seeing them popped that way! I said just have fun with them though. She said of course! You're right that's the best and funnest way! If that's what you want to see me do with them I will. I just want this to be fun for us both! She said lets get some chairs and bring into the living room to pop them on. They will be easier to pop that way. We brought two chairs in and set them side by side and commenced to sit popping tons of balloons. At one point we put the chairs back to back and some of the balloons we popped facing away from each other so we couldn't see what the other was doing and some we would straddle the chair and balloon and stare at and laugh at each others expressions and reactions. The tighter inflated balloons squealed loudly against our legs and butts as we sat on and bounced on them. We laughed and joked and commented about them all. Awwe look at that poor balloon! It wont survive this booty! I love hearing and feeling them squeal against my legs and butt! Squeak, squeal all you want im not letting you survive! Bye bye balloon! Boom! Hahaha! That one got me! Nice little pinch! Should I pop you with these thick thighs or my big booty?! Haha! Maybe a little bit of both! Should I dig my nails into you?! So much fun! Hahaha! Oooh! That feels nice under my legs, ooooh look at that neck! Yeah! Get it! Pop that damn balloon! Bust it with that booty! Haha! Looks like youre having fun! Oooh now that really feels nice! Bust it! Pop it! Yes! Awesome! Hell yeah! High five! This is so fun! You're just teasing it! Go on put all your weight on it! Bounce harder! Crush it with that booty! Yes! Stop teasing it and pop it already! Look at it shoot out between your legs! Oooh! It's sooo close! It's about to pop! Bounce on that balloon! Come on pop it! Pop for me! Pop it! Yes! Awesome! Bust them! Hahaha! So silly but sooo fun! Some of the ones that put up the toughest fight to my bouncing she would reach over and jab them with the pin or pinch them when i didnt expect it and just laugh. She would say you just don't have enough butt boy! Me I got plenty! This thick butt is more than enough to bust them! We took turns cheering each other on and instructing each other how to pop them. Sit on this one, straddle that one, dig your nails into it! Bounce on that balloon! Squeeze it between your legs! Yay! Awesome! Hahaha! Pop it with that booty! Look at you go! Some we sat on facing the front of the chairs and some we straddled the chairs and balloons and bounced on. Some we would rub the necks as they shot out under us making them squeal. Some we would drop down on hard and others we would carefully sit on and just kind of roll our hips around on top of them letting the balloons shift around and shoot out under our legs just teasing and taunting them. Some we would put just under our thighs or between our thighs and just roll them around until we decided to sink our nails into them! As they dwindled down she grabbed 2 clusters and took to her room saying she would be back shortly. I wondered what she was going to do with them. I could hear some squealing and several pops coming from her room. I wondered how she was popping them and if she was riding them like I enjoyed doing but never dared to ask or found out. I took this time to straddle and ride and bust several balloons until i orgasmed. I quickly cleaned up and just sat on a baloon. After about 20 minutes she returned and had changed out of her short shorts she had been wearing to bust the balloons and said ok you finish them off. This was really meant for you so you finish them. Enjoy them. She said seriously enjoy them to the fullest! Im leaving the rest of them to you and however you decide to bust them. Go all out on them! Whatever you want to do to them do it! Enjoy them! Have fun with them! She said im going to the store and ill be back in a bit. I will help you clean up when i get back if you haven't already. I was shocked and wondered what she meant by enjoy them and go all out? Did my mom really tell her everything from my past? She left and after a good several minutes I stripped down completley and went back to bouncing on and and popping the remaining balloons. Some i ripped apart with my fingernails. There was probably a good 50 left. When I got down to the last ones I rode them to orgasm busting all of them at that moment by squeezing and bouncing on them. I quickly cleaned myself up and changed. When she returned from the store we both cleaned up all the popped pieces. She said did you enjoy popping them while i was out?! I said of course! She said good! Im glad you enjoyed all of my hard work inflating them all! She said did you pop them all by sitting on them? I said yes! I sat on every last one! She said sounds like you had a blast! I said I did! Thanks for letting me! I never found out what she did with the clusters she took into her room. From the sound of it and from what i had just experienced I could only assume she had taken them back, stripped down, and enjoyed her own private popping session before leaving. I heard lots of squeaking, and squealing and popping. Why else wouldn't sue have just busted them in the living room? Maybe...maybe not...who knows....lt was different and fun to have someone to blow them up, pop them with and cheer me on and not shame or punish me or just me pop them alone. After this experience I didn't feel as though I had to hide them from her so we frequently blew them up, batted them around and popped them. We would talk about which ones were funnest to pop, which colors we liked, what ways we thought were funnest to pop them. There was a few friends that were girls that lived in the neighborhood that would come over some days. lf we had balloons blown up they would join me in batting them around and popping them. They seemed to genuinely enjoy it laughing, smiling and cutting up with them. Sometimes they would ask for some to blow up and pop if i didnt have any blown up. It was a major turn on to see them bounce on and bust balloons!
We had many balloon popping sessions as I now call them. I no longer had to wait to be home alone to enjoy sitting on and popping balloons! It was such a relief to be able to just blow some up. I would bring a bag or two out and we would blow up a bunch of them and pop them all. Or she would bring some out and say hey look what ive got! We should blow some up and pop them! Just blowing them up knowing what we were about to do with them was a rush. She didnt judge me or pick on me. She actually seemed to understand the fun and enjoyment i had with them. She made it fun and actually seemed to enjoy popping them. We shared a lot of laughs and jokes and fun and cheered eachother on until eventually one day she walked in on me in my room grinding and boucing away on some butt naked. I had kept and taken a few clusters of about 8 each 12" balloons to my room one day after one of our many popping sessions. I think she either heard them squealing or a couple of them pop as i was bouncing on them and had come to see what i was doing with them in my room instead of finishing them off in the living room. I didnt even notice her because i was facing away from my door until I heard her say ah ha, caught ya! I froze and almost fainted lol! Fortunately she couldnt see anything other than my backside and my legs. Dont think she could even see much of that as i was on top of and burried everything in the balloons. I dont even know if she saw or knew that i was doing anything other than sitting on them and popping them naked. But then again im sure she wasnt dumb! She said you may as well finish popping them! Dont let me stop you! and closed the door and walked out and never spoke of it. I figured screw it literally! I already got caught! I may as well finish so i proceeded to bounce on and pop and hump the clusters of balloons i had under me popping a few along the way and rapidly popping the remainder as i orgasmed! Needless to say we didn't pop any balloons for a long while after that. I was far too embarrassed to even bring it up and she didn't speak of it other than asking if i had fun popping them. To which i simply replied yes and left it at that! She said if you ever want to do that again please lock your door. And yes before anyone asks we were always dressed. I always wore short shorts for any popping I could as I enjoyed the latex against my skin and she wore the same almost daily as her typical daily wear anyway. Most nights she would reduce her attire to a tshirt and panties. She said she enjoyed sit popping them that way and it was really no different than being in a bikini. Which was true. It did give me quite the view though as my aunt had given me years prior when she was wearing her bikini while popping them. It was quite some time probably a couple months before we popped anymore balloons. Which seemed like quite a long time after popping them most days.
Most of my early years consits of playing with and popping balloons at home and involved a few family members because thats where most of my time at those ages was spent. My enjoyment of balloons began at a very early age. Around 5 or 6. I enjoyed sitting and bouncing on them and the sudden pop when it happened. Several years later, somewhere in bouncing around on them I became aroused and discovered I could hump them and achieve orgasm. I didn't know anything about what I was doing other than it felt amazing and kept doing it. Eventually it was discovered that I got more than just fun out of balloons. I remember multiple times being caught throughout the years. I was walked in on humping them, my erections were noticed, I was caught having them in the tub, popped balloons were found, etc. My family stopped buying them for me and stopped allowing me to have them all the time. I didn't quite understand why or what i had done wrong. I began to sneak and buy them myself and tried to only play with and bust them when no one was home. I enjoyed the feeling of the latex against my skin, bouncing on them, and now there was a feeling of being naughty because I wasn't supposed to have them. Sometimes I would try to sneak them into the bath under the water or fill them with water in the shower. I remember being caught with them multiple times doing so. My room began being checked for balloons and my mother attempted to punish me multiple different ways to get me to stop buying them and sneaking them. I tried to keep the arousal private and hidden and usually wore short shorts when popping them but did sometimes sneak into some panties and a bikini bottom, if I wasn't bare when I was alone.
My mother would inflate my entire stash when taken or found and tried punishing me by making me watch her pop my stash with a needle or making me bust them with it while she scolded me or while she had fun busting them with the needle. A needle seemed to be her favorite method for busting balloons. When i would walk into the room from being outside for a while she would say "look what i found! Your little stash of balloons! You know what's about to happen next! Well it certainly doesn't include any popping for you! I certainly didnt inflate all of them for you to bust with your butt! This is a punishment and while I do not like punishing you and this will not be fun for you but it will be for me. I get to have some fun now! Or you know what comes next! Dont go anywhere! I made it very clear you were not to have or buy any balloons. I warned you what would happen if I found any! I've got just the thing for these silly little balloons! Look what I've got! I got a needle! Oooo! Do you know what this will do to your silly little balloons? It's so nice and sharp! Its going to pop them all sooo quickly and easily! I've just been waiting for you to come inside so i can get started and you can see all the fun that you dont get to have and wasted your money on because you wont listen and want to be sneaky. My heart would race and I would get that gut wrenching feeling. You chose to sneak and waste your money on them so now I get to have all this fun, fun, fun! She turned on some music and said ok are you ready? Say goodbye to your precious balloons! I'm going to have soooo much fun! She walked over to the balloons and started popping them. Pop! Pop! Pop! Wasting your balloons is so much fun! Hahaha! Yes! Boom, boom, boom, I just love busting them with this needle! Its sooo nice and sharp! It makes really quick and easy work of them! She danced around the room to the music with her needle popping them. Awwe poor balloons, Oops theyre disappearing! Such a waste! Oops another one! And another! Pop! Pop! Pop! Hahaha! There's soooo many but they won't last long with this needle! Are you watching? Pay attention! Do you like having to watch someone else bust all of your balloons that you bought? Look i barely have to touch it to them to bust them! She was giggling and laughing. You know what? I've got a great idea! Since you want to be such a bad boy and not listen and waste your money then here you take the needle and waste some of your own balloons with it. Show me just how bad you can be with it. Go on now. Hurry up! Show me! Waste them! I reluctantly took the needle and slowly popped a few balloons with it. She said see how easy it busts your balloons? Go on now! Pop them faster! Keep wasting them my little balloon boy. Ill tell you when to stop! Isn't it sooo much fun? Do you like it? Or do you hate wasting them?! I hope you hate it! I said yes mom I hate it. This needle is no fun. She said Good! Now go on and bust some more for me! Im glad you don't like it! This is a punishment! This is the most you're going to get out of these balloons or any others you buy! So you better not buy anymore! Go on! Now! Waste some more and don't stop until I tell you to! After many more she said now hold that needle out for me. Ill press them onto it and bust them! Good job! This is what will happen to any more balloons that you buy. You will be wasting your money because I will gladly bust every one of them with a needle just like we did with these. I don't mind at all. I know you hate it because you want to bounce that little butt of yours on them and bust them that way amongst being naughty with them. Me? I just find it quiet fun to bust them with a needle! You buying them just gives me a reason to have plenty to pop! So don't try me!" If I ever find any more balloons I might just make you pop them all with that needle! Maybe you won't buy them if you know you will have to bust all of them in front of me with a needle. Then she said that wouldn't be any fun for me though. To blow all these up and me not get to bust any? I'll just make you watch me bust them all. If I ever find any again maybe I'll just make you blow them all up and then you will have to watch me pop them! Now bring me that needle and watch me finish off the rest of them! I brought her the needle and she grabbed several balloons and tossed them into the air and jabbed them as they fell and she danced around the room to the music. She took several more and tossed them to me and said here help me bust them. You toss them to me and I'll pop them! I did as she instructed me to. With each pop she laughed. After about 10 of these she surprised me by saying ok since you've taken your punishment so well and you wasted so many as you were told you can grab just a couple and pop them with that little butt of yours. You have to pop them right here and right now in front of me! And you better not get yourself all excited either. If I even think you're getting excited I will stab them with my needle and you wont touch them for a long time! She sat on the bed twirling her needle between her fingers and said go on. Get that red one and sit pop it on the floor. I did. She said now get that yellow one and sit on it on that chair. Bounce hard till it pops! No messing around! No silliness and no fun! Just pop it! Come on now pop it! Bounce on it! Bounce harder! I popped it and she said good job you can bust 1 more. Here take this white one and pop it! She said you choose the chair or the floor. I chose the chair. She said come on bounce on it! Show me what bad little boys do to their balloons! Bounce on it boy! Pop it! Pop it! Pop it! Alright you're finished! No more! Now toss me a few! I grabbed one and tossed to her expecting her to stab it. Instead she surprised me when she placed it on the chair, sat on it, and it popped right away. She laughed and said that was too easy, give me another one! She sat on it as well and after a couple of bounces it busted. She laughed and said that was a bit more fun! At least I got a few bounces in on that one! I don't want you getting yourself excited. She said go sit on the bed and I will finish them off. She said what upset you more having to watch me pop them with this needle, having to watch me bust them sitting on them or me making you pop them with a needle? I said all of it. I dont like any of it at all. She said good! She got up and got her needle and rapidly stabbed a good bit. They were starting to thin out but still quite a few were left. She said hey take a balloon and put it on the chair and sit on it. I was confused because this was supposed to be a punishment of me watching her pop them all and she had already said I was done. I wasnt going to argue though so i said ok! She said this time face away from me and face the back of the chair like straddle the balloon and the chair so I did. I was now facing the wall and had forgotten she was holding her needle. As I lowered myself onto the balloon she jabbed it with the needle busting it and I dropped onto the chair! She laughed and said haha! Tricked you! She said here I'll definitely let you bust the next ones. She said first I want you to put on one of those short pairs of shorts you like to wear when you pop these balloons. Here here's a pair right here. Put them on. Just the shorts. Go on. She said now i can definitely tell if you go getting yourself all excited and start enjoying this. This is not for fun. This is still a punishment. I'm sure thats why you're sneaking them. I quickly changed. She said now I want you to sit on these the same way! Turn that chair around so the back of it faces me! She said place them so the neck shoots out under your legs! I want to see if you can sit on it and pop it without getting yourself excited! Go on! If you can I will let you pop the rest. If you can't well...they're all mine! I'm giving you the chance to pop the rest! I'm willing to bet you can't do it though! That's why you're sneaking them! Go on now! Show me you can do it. Don't be shy now. You want to sneak and buy them when you aren't supposed to have them so go ahead. If it happens it happens. Not like I havent seen you that way before with them! Straddle this balloon on the chair and bounce on it until it pops! Show me you can pop them without making yourself excited. I knew I had no chance of passing this test and it not being noticeable, especially with only the shorts on and no underware but i wasnt about to miss out on an opportunity to get what enjoyment i could out of them. She already knew popping them excited me. So i figured I may as well sit on and pop what i could. I did as I was told and turned the chair around and straddled the next balloons on the chair. I was now facing my mother who sat twirling her needle between her fingers. The balloon stretched under my butt and legs and shot out from under my legs and rubbed against my skin. It felt amazing. She said now bounce on that damn balloon boy! Come on! Pop it! Haha! Ohhhh! Look at it shoot out from under you! Its so close! Keep bouncing! You'll bust it! Good job! Here here's another one! Go ahead sit on it! Hahaha! Bust it boy! Woohoo! Good job! Do you like having to bust them with your butt right here in front of me and not have any fun with them? Not get to bounce around and roll around on them? Go ahead get you another one. Sit on it. That's what you like doing with them so much! You just love sitting on them. You like feeling them under your butt and legs don't you?! Too bad! Now pop it! Now! Bounce boy! Bounce harder on it! It's no fun is it? You should have listened to me she said. She said go on sit on this one. Bust it now! Go on pop your little balloon! Pop it I said! I bounced as hard as I could and it popped. She said good! Here's another one. Pop it! Now! I sat on it and the neck shot out under my legs just as the prior balloons had done. She said look at that balloon stretch under you! Bounce your butt on it! Awwe come on now! You can bounce harder! Pop it! I couldn't fight it anymore. Feeling them against my butt cheeks and my legs in my shorts and the sting from the pops brought me too much excitement. She suddenly stood up and stuck the needle into the balloon under me. She said looks like you've had more than enough! I told you not to be getting yourself all excited. Looks like you don't get to pop the rest after all. Haha! They're all mine to waste! You just proved me right! Hmmmm. Theres still so many left! How should I waste the rest of them?! Should I use this needle?! She asked as she stabbed a few. She said ooh I have an idea! You sit on the bed. She said hey sis come in here. My mom said would you like to have some fun and finish these off? My aunt said i thought you'd never ask! My aunt said oh looks like someone had a bit too much fun! She said you sit there on the bed and watch! My aunt asked my mom should i do like him and sit on them!? She was always so giddy and giggly. My mom said however you want to! Up to you! My aunt grabbed one, placed it on the chair and sat on it. She said wow! Its holding me! My mom said well bounce on it! Bust it! My aunt bounced and it busted! She jumped up and said damn it smacked my butt! She was wearing a short pair of tight cutoff jean shorts that exposed the bottom of her buttcheeks. My mom said get another one! Go for it! Show him what you can do to his balloons with all that booty girl! Pop them girl! Have fun with them! My aunt grabbed and sat on several more laughing and smiling and shaking her butt around on top of them. Some of them she straddled on the chair and some she sat on on the floor. My mom said whats wrong? Does it bother you to see someone else sitting on and popping your balloons and having a good time!? Good! I hope it does! Ooops! There goes another one! Oh my! Look at them stretch out under them buttcheeks girl! Awwe! It must be terrible having to watch her enjoy your balloons! Shes having so much fun! My aunt said oh yes i am! So nice and soft under my butt and my legs! Oooh! Omg it feels so amazing! I just want to sit on them and pop them all! Awwe you just have to sit and watch me! Haha! Ooh listen to it squeal against my legs! Hahaha! That means its about to bust! My mom said get them with that booty girl! Make them squeal! She pops them so easy with that booty of hers! Listen to them squeal! Hahaha! Shes having so much fun! Look at her go! My aunt said should i bust some more with my butt?! My mom said what do you think? How should we pop the last of your balloons? Should she continue sitting on them? Should we both? Should i get my needle? Should we squeeze them? What should we do to your balloons?! I didn't say a word so she said go ahead sis. Make him watch you sit on some more. Yes girl! Get it! Im so glad youre enjoying yourself and these balloons and having so much fun! Get them girl! It really looks like youre having so much fun! Go on girl enjoy yourself! Sit on some nice and slow! Just lightly bounce that booty on it! Yes! Just like that! Haha! Thats what he likes to do with them! My aunt said oooh! They do feel nice! Let me just roll my booty around on them! Just like you like to do! You like to feel them under your legs in your little shorts...well they feel sooo nice under my legs! Oooh! I love it! Listen to them squeal! Hahaha! Look at it shoot out between my legs and rub them! Hahaha! She said ok balloon time to bust you! She bounced harder and harder until it busted. My mom said alright lets finish them off together as fast as we can sis! She said you"ve got tennis shoes on! Stomp them girl! Yes! Bust them! Sink your nails into them! Have fun girl! Here goes the last of your balloons! Oooh so much fun! Pop them, pop them they shouted! They both grabbed the rest and stomped on them and dug their nails into them. My mother said awwe its the last one. The last of your little balloon stash. Do you want it? Do you want it? I bet you do! Should I bust it? As I looked over at her she squeezed it against her hard against her side and dug her nails into it and said too bad it's gone! She said you weren't supposed to get any of them at all and you've had a little more than enough. I knew she had noticed that me sitting on the balloons had aroused me as hard as I fought it because she had popped the last one i sat on with the needle she had and her comments. She told me to go take my shower and then come clean up all of the popped balloons. Yes she tried this a few times but only allowed me to participate that 1 time.
One of my aunts tried making me watch her sit on and bounce on and thoroughly enjoy and have fun busting my balloons while scolding and teasing me about all the fun she was having as punishment for having them. She tried this because it was my favorite thing to do with them and my favorite way of popping them. The first time my mother had caught my aunt just coming in from tanning outside and I had just come in from the pool. Mom had found my stash and inflated it. She asked my aunt if she would go back there and sit on and pop every one of them with her butt and to make sure she had plenty of fun with them while busting them and make sure I could tell. I had that sinking feeling in my gut and my heart raced. My mother also told my aunt I was not to touch a single balloon unless I was placing it on the chair in the bedroom. My aunt excitedly agreed and said she'd love to! We entered the room to find all of my balloons inflated, most not fully inflated tightly. My aunt said oh wow, look at all these! Look at all your precious little balloons! This is going to be so much fun for me! Too bad you were bad and can't listen and wasted your money on all of these. You don't get to have any fun with them! You shouldnt have snuck and bought them! Ok I'm ready to have some fun! Go ahead and pick the 1st one and put it on that chair. There was a wooden but cushioned chair sitting in the room. I placed one it and she quickly straddled the chair and dropped her butt on top of it and busted it. She laughed as she stood up and said that was so easy get me another one! Keep them coming! You can place them on the chair when I stand up or toss them to me. These silly balloons are no match for my big ol booty! See all this booty!? It's going to bust all of your balloons! None of them will survive it! Stand right there! I want you to see my booty crush and pop all of these balloons! Go ahead! When i stand up put another on the chair and watch! Awwe! What's wrong? Do you not like seeing your precious balloons crushed and popped under someone else's booty? Oooo! I love it! Squeaky, squeaky, pop! Hahaha! I bet you wish you could be bouncing on and busting them with your little butt. I know you do! Too bad! I can't let that happen! It's sooo much fun!!! They pop so easy under my butt! Later I learned why the first bit popped so easily. It was from the tanning lotion breaking down the rubber. She would say oooh sooo much fun! I can just lower myself onto them and watch them stretch out! Is it going to pop?! Now?! Oooh! So close! Almost! Roll around on it! Oop a little bounce! A little more! There it went! Hahaha! After the 1st bit most of the rest took some bouncing. Of course they werent all fully inflated and the chair was padded. You shouldn't have bought them I guess. Then again I'm kind of glad you did because now I get to have all this fun! Bounce, bounce, bounce, pop! Every time she would stand up she would have pieces of balloons stuck to her skin and would have to shake or swat them off. She was still dressed in her bikini, and covered in tanning lotion. She would slam down on some and others she would lightly sit on, rock around on, and slowly bounce harder until they popped. She said they feel so nice and soft and bouncy under my booty and my legs! Oooh! Sooo damn nice! Awwe thats what you like! Too bad! Ohhhh I am so enjoying sitting on and popping all these damn balloons of yours! Oooh listen to them squeal! She would say I dare you to buy more. I'll gladly bust every one of them with this butt just like I am all of these! Just stop buying them like you were told. Or dont! It's going to be so much more fun for me if you keep buying them. I will gladly volunteer to booty pop them all and it won't cost me a thing. Look at how this butt of mine is smashing them and busting them so easily! Hey look at that! Its a punchball balloon! I know you really like these! I cant use the chair for them! That's ok. I'll bust it on the floor! Awwe whats wrong? You dont want me to bust it with my booty?! You wanted to bounce on it didnt you? Too bad! Say goodbye to it! Oooh! Bouncing on these is extra fun! These are extra bouncy! Look at it flatten out! Its putting up a good fight! Come on! Bust baby bust! Pop for me! It just wont go! Here let me help it a little bit! I know! Watch this! She stopped bouncing and sat still and grabbed it from the sides and pulled up digging her nails into it while sitting on it and it exploded! There! Finally! Its gone! So sad you can't have any of this fun! Not!!! Ooohh look another one! Oooo! Lets bounce on it first! Look at it stretch! Hahaha! I think I see why these are your favorite! They feel extra nice against my booty and my legs! Ooooh sooo nice! Hahaha! Too bad you don't get to enjoy them! I do hahaha! Bouncy, bouncy, bounce! Ok ok! Here it goes! I'm going to pop it now! Bye bye balloon! She said come on now pop for me! Pop under my ass! She bounced and dug her nails into it, popping it! She laughed and said you're missing out on so much fun! Too bad you just have to watch and can't join me! Hahaha! Well your punchballs are gone! She was so giggly and laughing and smiling the whole time! She grabbed another one and sat on it. She said look it doesn't want to pop but it will! Oooh Listen to that! Listen to them squeal under my butt! Haha! Ok here it goes! Bounce, bounce, bounce! Come on! Pop for me! Pop! Pop! Pop! Finally! Woohoo! Next one please! Ooo! Look at that neck! She would thump the necks or run her hand along them making them squeal as she laughed and just kind of rolled her hips around on many of them. Some she would slowly sit on or place under her thighs and dig her nails into them. This is sooo much fun! I just love bouncing on and busting them with my ass! If only you didn't make yourself silly and misbehave with them you could have all this fun! I know this is your favorite way to pop them! You think its so much fun! You're right it is! Im having a blast! You just never know when it will pop! Until you listen and behave no more fun for you! No more balloons for you! If you even think about buying balloons again I want you to think about my butt being the one to sit on them and bust them! She continued to bust every balloon while smiling, laughing, and commenting until they were all gone. Then told me I had to clean up what was left of my balloons. She tried this a couple of times as well.
Eventually they gave up on punishing me. I didn't have any balloons for a good while, at least not that they knew about, and one day while at Wal-Mart my mom took me back to the party section. We walked down the balloon isle and she said you've been good as far as i know and you havent had any balloons for a while. Go ahead and pick you some out. I wasnt sure what to think. She said go ahead. Get you a few bags! I'll buy them! I thought oh wow! I grabbed some 9" and 12" balloons and a couple packs of punchballs. My mom said here lets go ahead and get a few more while we're here. She added several more bags. I was shocked and nervous! Was she really going to let me have all these balloons?! Were they for her? Had she developed an enjoyment of popping them too? Were they for my aunt? Was my mom going to make me pop them all in front of her? So many questions raced through my mind. Had she finally accepted that i just enjoyed balloons and she could not stop me? Did she understand how I felt popping them and she now felt the same way after all that popping with my aunt? On the way home she told me look i never knew how much fun popping them could be. I dont mind you playing with or popping them if thats what you want to do. I just don't want you making yourself silly with them if you understand. I said yes mom i understand. She said you will only have them and pop them where you can be supervised. I agreed to that. She said i really dont want you taking them into the bathroom when you shower or bathe either. And any you blow up to play with you must bust them when you're done playing with them. No keeping any. I agreed to all of her rules. I was now allowed to have balloons again in the common areas of the house where I could be supervised. This allowed me a reason to have uninflated ones for when I was home alone for humping, she would never know any different.
When we got home she took all of the balloons back to the bedroom and got 1 of the inflators out and said here I'll blow these up for you and you tie them. Do you want them big and tight or soft an bouncy? I said you can make them mostly soft and bouncy and throw in a few tight ones! I said how many are you giving me? She said well you have to pop all that's inflated so what do you think? 10? 20? I said 25? And a punchball. She said ok you can go put a pair of your favorite shorts on if you want. I'll finish getting these ready for you. When I returned she had them all inflated and was taking them to the living room. She said grab the rest and bring them in here. I gathered the remaining balloons and dropped them on the floor in the living room. She said ok now you have fun with them and pop away but behave! Don't make yourself silly and no humping them! I bounced on and busted every balloon. I played with and popped balloons regularly for a good while after this. I even occasionally took some into the shower and bath with me and enjoyed them in there and nothing was said for a while. If anything I was cheered on or my mom or aunt would occasionally pop a few. A few sarcastic comments were made jokingly about me getting myself off with them. There were a few times I left a few blown up or didn't pop them all. In which case they were always popped by my mom or my aunt. They would just say you were told you couldn't keep any. I took care of them for you! I won't tell you how! Just that i took care of them!
During this time i also had another aunt growing up who was frequently around. If she saw me playing with balloons she would say ooo balloons! Looks like you're having fun! After the first time she showed me what she meant she would sometimes say you know what i like to do with them! Bring some outside for me if you want to. What she meant was one day she said you should bring some outside and I'll show you what I like to do with them! I've got just the thing to easily pop them! I gathered a few and curiously went outside. She lit herself a cigarette, took a drag, looked at the cherry and said toss me one! She reached out and burned it causing embers to fly off her cig and shards of balloons fly. I was mesmerized. She said go ahead toss me more and took another drag making the cherry of cigarette glow. She quickly reached out and popped them and laughed. She said thats what I like to do to balloons! I found this entertaining and asked if I could bring her more. She said sure! Bring all you want! I'll bust all the balloons you want me to! It's fun and that's what they're made for! Pop! Pop! Pop! I grabbed some more and took them outside. She would say toss me one and watch this. She would hold her cigarette in her mouth and take a drag and tell me to toss the balloon at it. She would laugh and say that's a nice breeze! I especially found this entertaining at night because you could really see the embers fly. Anytime she saw me with balloons after this she would say ooo balloons!, bring some out if you want, you know what I like to do, or bring me some outside so I can have fun popping some too! Once I brought out a whole bunch of them and asked her if she would pop them for me. She said of course I will but there's so many! How about first you pop some in that chair. She said look at you go! Are you having fun?! I said yes! She said well pop a few more for me! She placed them in the chair one at a time for me. She said bounce, bounce, bounce! Bounce that little booty on those balloons! You're so silly! I bounced on and popped several more and then she said ok I'll finish the rest with my cigarette for you! She said you just sit right there and enjoy the show! She lit herself a fresh cigarette and grabbed a balloon and pressed it against her cigarette as she took a drag and said ooo a nice breeze! Some she tossed up one at a time and reached out and popped them. She would take a drag and blow the smoke across the balloon and just stare at it and laugh! She would tease them by holding her cigarette close to them and moving it along them until pop! Some she would get her cigarette so close but move it away, going back and forth saying oop, oop, now, building the anticipation of the pop! She smiled and laughed and giggled the entire time. She would say this is so fun!
The older i became the more self conscious about bouncing on and popping balloons I became and began to only enioy it when i was home alone or in the bath or shower secrelty with the door locked. I was terrified of someone finding out that i still enjoyed them! I felt so weird! I thought there was something wrong with me! I was embarrassed about enjoying them.
Fast forward some years later and one day I arrived home to find my stepmom had inflated a bunch of balloons and had clusters of them twisted together and the floor covered. I would say there was a good 200 balloons. I was shocked. She said oh hey! She said your mom and I were talking today and she told me how you have always enjoyed popping balloons. She said no need to be embarrassed or ashamed. She said I dont see anything wrong with that. It's cheap, innocent fun! You aren't hurting anything. Plus it's good stress relief! Just take out all of your frustrations on them! She said go ahead pop away! No judgement here! I wasnt sure what all my mom had told her. I stood there staring and I managed to say I'll be right back. I ran to my room and changed into a pair of gym shorts I had and returned. They were actually a pair of women's gym shorts i had snuck and bought! They were so short the bottom of my butt cheeks almost stuck out! I had long enjoyed wearing short shorts when i sat on and popped balloons! I had just about always kept a pair hidden just for that. If i had other shorts on i would pull the legs up as much as possible. I still to this day dont know how i was able to even hide any arousal from everyone over all the years. My stepmom said oh my those are short! You got you some booty shorts huh? I said yeah if im going to bust some balloons i like to wear these! She said oh! You must like feeling the latex against your skin. I said yep! You guessed it. She said your mom told me. But its ok! Dont embarrassed! She said well you see I'm also wearing a pair so no judgement here! She said you like what you like and shouldn't be judged for it! She said are you ready now? She started popping them and kept encouraging me. I eventually popped a few and she said it's ok really. Go ahead! Pop them! She sat on one and bounced around on it and said you're no match for my butt! She busted it and laughed. She said go on now! It's your turn! Sit on them and pop them! Your mom said that was your favorite thing to do with them. You put your short shorts on. Go for it! Sit on them! Bounce on them! I grabbed a cluster and sat on it and bounced. She said see! You dont have to be ashamed or embarrassed. She cheered me on saying yeah, there you go! Bounce that butt on those balloons! Hahaha! Oooh! Listen to them squeal and pop! She said good job, bounce, bounce bounce, you got this, keep bouncing, show that balloon who's boss. Now you're having fun! Keep popping them and watch me now, they won't survive my big booty, look at that neck, ooo its stretching, it don't want to bust, keep going, that one popped so easy, pop for me, squeal all you want but I'm gonna bust you, hahaha, oooh nice little pinch! We cheered each other on, laughed, had some sit pop races, squeeze popped some, stomped on some. She would sit on some and play with the necks as they shot out from under her. She said there you go! Enjoy yourself! Have fun! Dont be embarrased! There were a few punchball balloons that she had inflated that put up the biggest fight to us bouncing on them. She said your mom told me you really used to like these. She said I bought a few and thought I'd try them out too! She sat on one and said wow! Pretty tough! She bounced around on it a few times and laughed. She said they hold me pretty good. She said go ahead get one. I grabbed one and sat on it and started bouncing around on it. She started bouncing harder and harder on hers until it finally exploded under her. She laughed and said bring yours over here and ill sit on it and you can sit in my lap and we will bounce on it together. Im sure it wont hold both our weights. I brought it to her and she sat on it and i sat in her lap and after a couple of bounces it exploded under her. She said see I told you! She said now just go for it just let loose and bust them. I'm not judging you. You like what you like. Here sit on these bust them with your butt while I bust these with mine. Theyre so much fun to sit on! We each took clusters and bounced away on them shoving the balloons under our butts and legs popping them! It took me quite a bit of bouncing as she hadn't inflated them real tight. She would say look at that one shoot out from under you! Bounce on it! Bust it! You got it! She grabbed another punchball and sat on it. She said I think these are my favorite too! They hold all my weight and I can bounce around and roll around on them before they pop. They feel extra nice under me! Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy! Ooooh! I just love it! Hahahah! She said alright now time for you to pop for me! Ready?! 1,2,3 she started bouncing harder and harder. The balloon squealed against her butt and thighs with every bounce. Finally the balloon exploded under her! She said damn! That one took some serious effort! Hahaha! She grabbed several balloons and squeezed against her chest while digging her nails into them. She got up and went into the kitchen and came back with a thumb tack. She said look what I found! She said I'm going to pop some with it then I'Il let you have it and you can pop away with it if you want. She walked around popping random balloons quickly while laughing and smiling. Some she tossed into the air, some she just jabbed. Then she brought the pin to me and said here you go. Your turn. I said nah. I'd rather not use it. Actually i hate that! I prefer to use just my body. She said oh ok that's ok. I understand. I said I guess my mom didn't tell you all about that? She said no. She just mentioned that you really enjoy popping balloons especially by sitting and bouncing on them and that you like to wear short shorts when you do. She said it's something you've always enjoyed! I said yeah thats all true! But once she made me pop them with a needle when i was in trouble and I hated it. I said it was also her favorite way to bust them when i was in trouble and she didnt want me to have any. She said oh ok! Do your thing then. No judgement here. She grabbed two balloons and squeezed against herself sinking her nails into them. She said do you want me to keep popping them with you or just watch you pop them or leave you to it? I said you can pop some too. It's way more fun that way especially if you enjoy popping them. She said of course! I'll keep going and yes I most definitely enjoy it! Its a lot of fun! Ive never inflated them just to pop them like this but ive always enjoyed popping them when the opportunity came about. She said how do you want me to pop them? Any certain way since you dont like the pin? I dont want you to be mad or upset! I said you should sit on them like i am and bust them with your butt! I said thats the funnest way and I like seeing them popped that way! I said just have fun with them though. She said of course! You're right that's the best and funnest way! If that's what you want to see me do with them I will. I just want this to be fun for us both! She said lets get some chairs and bring into the living room to pop them on. They will be easier to pop that way. We brought two chairs in and set them side by side and commenced to sit popping tons of balloons. At one point we put the chairs back to back and some of the balloons we popped facing away from each other so we couldn't see what the other was doing and some we would straddle the chair and balloon and stare at and laugh at each others expressions and reactions. The tighter inflated balloons squealed loudly against our legs and butts as we sat on and bounced on them. We laughed and joked and commented about them all. Awwe look at that poor balloon! It wont survive this booty! I love hearing and feeling them squeal against my legs and butt! Squeak, squeal all you want im not letting you survive! Bye bye balloon! Boom! Hahaha! That one got me! Nice little pinch! Should I pop you with these thick thighs or my big booty?! Haha! Maybe a little bit of both! Should I dig my nails into you?! So much fun! Hahaha! Oooh! That feels nice under my legs, ooooh look at that neck! Yeah! Get it! Pop that damn balloon! Bust it with that booty! Haha! Looks like youre having fun! Oooh now that really feels nice! Bust it! Pop it! Yes! Awesome! Hell yeah! High five! This is so fun! You're just teasing it! Go on put all your weight on it! Bounce harder! Crush it with that booty! Yes! Stop teasing it and pop it already! Look at it shoot out between your legs! Oooh! It's sooo close! It's about to pop! Bounce on that balloon! Come on pop it! Pop for me! Pop it! Yes! Awesome! Bust them! Hahaha! So silly but sooo fun! Some of the ones that put up the toughest fight to my bouncing she would reach over and jab them with the pin or pinch them when i didnt expect it and just laugh. She would say you just don't have enough butt boy! Me I got plenty! This thick butt is more than enough to bust them! We took turns cheering each other on and instructing each other how to pop them. Sit on this one, straddle that one, dig your nails into it! Bounce on that balloon! Squeeze it between your legs! Yay! Awesome! Hahaha! Pop it with that booty! Look at you go! Some we sat on facing the front of the chairs and some we straddled the chairs and balloons and bounced on. Some we would rub the necks as they shot out under us making them squeal. Some we would drop down on hard and others we would carefully sit on and just kind of roll our hips around on top of them letting the balloons shift around and shoot out under our legs just teasing and taunting them. Some we would put just under our thighs or between our thighs and just roll them around until we decided to sink our nails into them! As they dwindled down she grabbed 2 clusters and took to her room saying she would be back shortly. I wondered what she was going to do with them. I could hear some squealing and several pops coming from her room. I wondered how she was popping them and if she was riding them like I enjoyed doing but never dared to ask or found out. I took this time to straddle and ride and bust several balloons until i orgasmed. I quickly cleaned up and just sat on a baloon. After about 20 minutes she returned and had changed out of her short shorts she had been wearing to bust the balloons and said ok you finish them off. This was really meant for you so you finish them. Enjoy them. She said seriously enjoy them to the fullest! Im leaving the rest of them to you and however you decide to bust them. Go all out on them! Whatever you want to do to them do it! Enjoy them! Have fun with them! She said im going to the store and ill be back in a bit. I will help you clean up when i get back if you haven't already. I was shocked and wondered what she meant by enjoy them and go all out? Did my mom really tell her everything from my past? She left and after a good several minutes I stripped down completley and went back to bouncing on and and popping the remaining balloons. Some i ripped apart with my fingernails. There was probably a good 50 left. When I got down to the last ones I rode them to orgasm busting all of them at that moment by squeezing and bouncing on them. I quickly cleaned myself up and changed. When she returned from the store we both cleaned up all the popped pieces. She said did you enjoy popping them while i was out?! I said of course! She said good! Im glad you enjoyed all of my hard work inflating them all! She said did you pop them all by sitting on them? I said yes! I sat on every last one! She said sounds like you had a blast! I said I did! Thanks for letting me! I never found out what she did with the clusters she took into her room. From the sound of it and from what i had just experienced I could only assume she had taken them back, stripped down, and enjoyed her own private popping session before leaving. I heard lots of squeaking, and squealing and popping. Why else wouldn't sue have just busted them in the living room? Maybe...maybe not...who knows....lt was different and fun to have someone to blow them up, pop them with and cheer me on and not shame or punish me or just me pop them alone. After this experience I didn't feel as though I had to hide them from her so we frequently blew them up, batted them around and popped them. We would talk about which ones were funnest to pop, which colors we liked, what ways we thought were funnest to pop them. There was a few friends that were girls that lived in the neighborhood that would come over some days. lf we had balloons blown up they would join me in batting them around and popping them. They seemed to genuinely enjoy it laughing, smiling and cutting up with them. Sometimes they would ask for some to blow up and pop if i didnt have any blown up. It was a major turn on to see them bounce on and bust balloons!
We had many balloon popping sessions as I now call them. I no longer had to wait to be home alone to enjoy sitting on and popping balloons! It was such a relief to be able to just blow some up. I would bring a bag or two out and we would blow up a bunch of them and pop them all. Or she would bring some out and say hey look what ive got! We should blow some up and pop them! Just blowing them up knowing what we were about to do with them was a rush. She didnt judge me or pick on me. She actually seemed to understand the fun and enjoyment i had with them. She made it fun and actually seemed to enjoy popping them. We shared a lot of laughs and jokes and fun and cheered eachother on until eventually one day she walked in on me in my room grinding and boucing away on some butt naked. I had kept and taken a few clusters of about 8 each 12" balloons to my room one day after one of our many popping sessions. I think she either heard them squealing or a couple of them pop as i was bouncing on them and had come to see what i was doing with them in my room instead of finishing them off in the living room. I didnt even notice her because i was facing away from my door until I heard her say ah ha, caught ya! I froze and almost fainted lol! Fortunately she couldnt see anything other than my backside and my legs. Dont think she could even see much of that as i was on top of and burried everything in the balloons. I dont even know if she saw or knew that i was doing anything other than sitting on them and popping them naked. But then again im sure she wasnt dumb! She said you may as well finish popping them! Dont let me stop you! and closed the door and walked out and never spoke of it. I figured screw it literally! I already got caught! I may as well finish so i proceeded to bounce on and pop and hump the clusters of balloons i had under me popping a few along the way and rapidly popping the remainder as i orgasmed! Needless to say we didn't pop any balloons for a long while after that. I was far too embarrassed to even bring it up and she didn't speak of it other than asking if i had fun popping them. To which i simply replied yes and left it at that! She said if you ever want to do that again please lock your door. And yes before anyone asks we were always dressed. I always wore short shorts for any popping I could as I enjoyed the latex against my skin and she wore the same almost daily as her typical daily wear anyway. Most nights she would reduce her attire to a tshirt and panties. She said she enjoyed sit popping them that way and it was really no different than being in a bikini. Which was true. It did give me quite the view though as my aunt had given me years prior when she was wearing her bikini while popping them. It was quite some time probably a couple months before we popped anymore balloons. Which seemed like quite a long time after popping them most days.
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