– GUESTPOST: A boy from Hamburg shares his „becoming a LOONER story“ and what his girlfriend thinks of the balloon fetish –
I’m a twenty-eight years old man living in Hamburg | Germany. I would like to tell you how I discovered the fetish and more important how I told my girlfriend about it and what her reaction was.
As with many other looners, my preference arose from a fear during my childhood. Back in time, there were balloons in my gymnastic club where I used to go, but I rather stayed in the changing room because of them. In the kindergarten, during carnival, I would prefer it, if we wouldn´t find a costume for me. Instead, my Mom sewed one by herself for me. It was a bunny, but more like a scaredy-cat. And so it continued until I made my first sexual experiences with twelve or thirteen years. It happened that the web and I became best friends. In particular Google and later on also YouTube.
I found a few balloon websites and noticed real quick that this is my thing! I liked the models with their balloons, I almost adored them. At school, we celebrated our yearly summer party. Balloons were there. Jackpot! The many lovely girls of my class blew up countless balloons and it wasn’t like during carnival or at the gymnastic club in the past. I wanted more and made sure they inflated more of them. Some of them were afraid, but others apparently enjoyed it to blew them up until they popped. Of course, I enjoyed this a lot and thought about which girls I put on my imaginary list for a girlfriend and which not. Maybe this sounds awkward, but my future girlfriend should not be afraid of balloons. And until today, all of my girlfriends weren’t. Lucky me, the most fearless one is my actual girlfriend.
We are together for two years now, and I don´t love her just because she likes balloons, of course, this I didn’t know in the beginning. I didn’t want to tell her about it because I was afraid and at first I wanted to see step by step how she reacts to balloons. Without her noticing, I forced many situations where she got in contact with them in an unremarkable way. For example at parties, on our way home or especially at home and while shopping. She liked balloons. She told me, that when she turned eighteen years old, her sister filled her entire room with balloons. She rushed to them and burst them with everything she could find, that´s how she told me. An incredible imagination.
I knew that I could live out my personal fantasies with her, only if I told her about my fetish and only if she accepts it. But I was afraid I could lose interest in my preference because she only might satisfy it just for me. I didn´t want that to happen. Because before she knew about it, she also burst them and blew some up together with me.
One evening we returned home from a barbecue and were a little bit drunk. We enjoyed some more glasses of wine and then she reached out for the bag with balloons in it. She chose a beautiful TUFTEX 17“ balloon and I whispered in her ear: „ blow it up until it burst, this arouses me“. She laughed and answered: „same here“. Puhhh, two minutes later it popped loudly through the whole house. Now it´s regularly popping.