My Looner background story

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How I discovered the balloon fetish and became a looner

There are different ways how to develop a fetish, which also are effected by various factors. I´ve heard from many Looners that they have had a drastic and sometimes frightening incident in their childhood, which caused their special fascination for balloons. I just had nice experiences with balloons in my childhood and I can´t remember them excactly. There was nothing special. But I’ve had another life-changing experience: I got to know my husband and partner Jan!

In May 2006 we fell in love and realized that we match just perfectly. Our first time was very exciting, fascinating and lovely. We wanted to share everything, have no secrets and always be honest with each other. So it happend that we lay in bed and started to talk about our sexual preferences. Of course I also wanted to know what he likes. But in this moment I saw that he became extremly insecure and that he was struggeling with something. His behavior made me even more curious and I have to admit that I also became a little afraid of what wicked thing he might say, because I saw how hard it was for him. He took a deep breath and said: „I like balloons!“.

I felt surprised, happy, moved, very inquisitive and extremely relieved at the same time. It became very colorful in my head, because of the many questions and thoughts that I´ve had. Just like a virgin, I wanted to know everything about it. How does this work? What´s good about it? What kinds of balloons are there? …and so on.

A long, interesting, funny and enlightening talk about the balloonfetish followed and there were only two things which made me speechless and stunned. Firstly that there was such a huge range of balloons and that I didn´t heard anything about it at all before and secondly that it was so hard for Jan to talk about this and that he nearly felt ashamed. I just thought the whole time: „It´s just balloons! How cool is that!? There really isn`t anything bad about it! I want to try it!“.

And that is exactly what happened afterwards. The days, weeks and months after it, Jan helped me to get in touch with the world of balloons and its many advanteges. Sometimes we included balloons into our (sex-)life and sometimes we didn’t, always according to how we felt. And that´s still the way we do it today.

For a long time I didn´t saw myself as an actual, real Looner, until I realized, about three years ago from now, that I can´t do without it and that the balloonfetish became a part of my own life! So yeah, I´m a Looner and I´m happy to have such an extraordinary and nice preference.

That´s my Looner background-story and I want to say thank you Jan, for expending my horizon! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!

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  1. Blaine says:

    Great story Maggy. Balloons have always been a part of my life. When I was 5 I had a traumatizing event happen that kind of set the tone for later years in my fetish. I was at an old shopping mall in my city ( no torn down) the day after Halloween and a sales clerk came up to me and my mom and asked if I wanted to keep an orange or black balloon and said that if I didn’t want them she would pop them. I didn’t want one but I didn’t want her to pop them either so when she started to pop them I ran off crying that started off my journey as a balloon fetishist .

    Fast forward 7 years later when I just turned 12 ( like a day after) and I had a small bag of balloons left over from my party. I grabbed 3 balloons from the bag a green blue and pink balloon as I was blowing up the pink balloon I started to feel strange and didn’t know what was happening but the feeling was fantastic. I ended up tying off the pink balloon rolling over and going to town on it. Even since then I’ve seen balloons as a sexual object.

    Going through my teen years up until I was about 19 I felt ashamed embarrassed that I had this sexual thing for balloons and really wanting to see women blow them up ( at times to pop) then I found an old documentary that went into the basics of the fetish and knew I wasn’t alone and felt happy there were others that enjoyed balloons just as much as me.

    Going into my college years was probably the darkest times of my balloon loving. I got almost sexually involved with a classmate and she would be the first person I ever came out to, I would later hate myself for that. Our night we spent together I told her about the fetish and she just happen to have balloons on hand and blew them up for me. That’s not the bad part. A few days later my fellow classmates were asking me about the fetish and I had never told them. I had let my trust get betrayed and it really hurt and it took a long time for me to recover from that. (Now I just don’t care what people think)

    On to today as a 28 year old I’m married and when i first told my at the time girlfriend she was a little hesitant about the whole balloons thing. She could never wrap her head around why I was into balloons. For the first year we were together I did nothing with balloons at all. Then one day I revisited it and mentioned to her that I wanted to see her blow up a balloon. We came to the agreement that I was allowed to have a balloon when she was on her monthly cycle. She would watch me do my business and she saw how happy it made me. About 6 months after that we started incorporating balloons into our love making and since then ( almost 4 years) having balloons in our love making is fantastic she sees the joy on my face when she brings out the balloons and I’ve never been happier that she chose me.

    Sorry for this being really long it feels like a novel but I love the good memories that I have had with balloons and I wouldn’t change it for a thing.

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  2. Albert says:

    Hi Maggy,
    I was just reading all these stories.I had commented previously and now I think I will be okay sharing how I got my balloon fetish. I was young and had always been very timidly towards balloons but never afraid of the I’ve always loved theme but now I love them in a whole different way! I was around 12 ando remember watching a Spanish program on TV called “Guerra de los Sexos” and “Sabado Gigante” where they had relays with some really beautiful women popping balloons by hugging them between one another, sitting on them, humping them. All while being timed well I never knew the feeling of being turned on well I had had some water balloons left from our summer and thats how it had started for me later 13/14 years of age I had always bought balloons from walmart 12″ and would love to neck them I remember at this time I had gotten caught by my mom and grandma looking at mellyloon.com and loon-elevator.com and they had told the whole family and embarrassed me trying to make me snap out of it but didnot succeed I managed to keep it on the Down Low and now they don’t know anything and forgot about it. Later on 15/16 had gotten to experience 16″/17″ from the car lots when my parents had went to look at cars I remember loading my pockets with uninflated balloons and loving how they necked n how strong they were well since then I’ve loved the 16″ Uniques and 17″ Tuf-tex at this time I had girlfriend who had participated in the fetish and had some who had made fun of me. Now 24 almost 25 Im married and my wife participates with me and in the fetish even if she really don’t understand it fully and I order balloons on a regular basis online. I recently purchased balloons from balloons-united.com and had wonderful experience and fast delivery thanks Maggy and Jan. I loved my package and

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  3. Jaz says:

    I am 19 and I still live with my parents, I also had a phobia of balloons and other loud bangs like fireworks. My parents and relatives used to tease me all the time about it, it was hard for a while being picked on and hiding from events that might have a balloon involved. I always admired the color of balloons and they always captivated my attention. Spanish class was the first time I really had a good time with balloons when we made pinatas in 8th grade, the teacher told us to blow up the balloons as big as we can.(this made me nervous because big means bang)
    She demonstrated and I loved the shape it made (im bisexual and my teacher was hot to begin with) when I got home I took my bike to the nearest Walmart and purchased some balloons and party hats because I thought someone would ask questions if I bought just balloons (this is scary the part where I have to buy them without people suspecting things) when I got home from Walmart I had a lot of fun with my balloons and hid them as best I could. ever since then I have hid my balloons out of fear that if someone sees them they ask why. I was sort of ashamed and depressed for the past 4 years because I thought I was a freak people already got me down about the bisexual thing but now I was a freak who loved balloons. Until 3 days ago I thought I was alone until I searched balloon fetish and found looners-united now I know im not a freak that there are other people like me im still a little in shock because its been 4 years in the dark. I think im even going to order some balloons soon though I hope the package isnt to explicit in case my parents get the mail before I do. Im saving up for a place of my own but it looks like ill have to wait until next year to buy a house

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    • Maggy BerLoon says:

      Hi Jaz, thank you for sharing your story here with us! I´m happy you find a way out of “the dark”! You are not alone my friend 😉 There are tons of looners out there, so welcome in our great world of balloons 🙂
      The packages of http://www.balloons-united.com are always completely discret and ,neutral (a white package, and nowhere a word of BALLOONS UNITED), so you cannot guess on the content.
      Warmly wishes, Maggy

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      • Jaz says:

        Thank you Maggy ill be ordering some as soon as i get my paycheck in 2 weeks, I get payed monthly under the table. haha its so hard to choose they all look so fun how do I decide! I was struggling to not spend some of my savings I didnt know that balloons can be so big im used to 12 inch balloons from Walmart its been really hard buying them in front of people ordering them is going to be much better.

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    • Loonaguy (Paul) says:

      Hi Jaz, as Maggy said you are certainly not alone in having this fetish, nor in thinking it was only you, like most looners your story has similarities to mine and others, but that isn’t so surprising when we each have the love for balloons in common too.
      Welcome to the looner community and Happy Looning 🙂

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      • Jaz says:

        Thank you Paul, I have been reading other stories like mine for a few days and your right i was extremely excited to find out that most stories share so many familiarity’s to my own. It is incredible how much we all have in common with our likes and childhood experiences.

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  4. Alek kess says:

    For me it is a little different, I always loved balloons but (as many other looners) I was terribly afraid of the loud bangs. The first time I get horny was when I was 12 at my little cousin’s birthday while watching a beautiful 25ish woman (my ount’s friend) playing with a balloon, and I always been a looner since then. Fas forward, 2 years ago I meet a beautiful woman; we fell in love, and on April 2015 we got married. On the very beginning of our relationship I tried to talk to her about balloons (I never confessed my fetish to anybody in my life), so at first I told her I’m a “balloon enthusiast”, that I love to play with balloons and so on. Suddenly her face turned dark, she asked me “you are not a fetishist, are you?”… “no, of course not” I lied to her, “that’s good, because I couldn’t accept something like that”. I know, it’s not nice for me to lie to my wife, but I really love her, and if she would find out that I’m not just an enthusiast, I probably would not be allowed to have any balloon around for the rest of my life… For the moment it works pretty well, sometimes -not very often- we play together with balloons (just innocent play, nothing sexual) but it is hard for me to can’t be 100% honest to my wife and living pretending to be different than I am

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    • Maggy BerLoon says:

      Hi Alek, thank you for being so honest here!
      I hope you can work out this situation together with your wife. I can´t even imagine how hard it must be not to have an honest and open relationship, where you can be 100% yourself! I wish you and your wife all the best…take care!

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  5. Loonaguy (Paul) says:

    I actually want to thank you again, in my story I included things that I’ve never mentioned before even in my book, I’m not sure why, some of it is deep repressed memories that haven’t entered my mind in over 30 years, but as a result of posting this I asked my wife to read it and I hadn’t told her some of these things either, she asked me why and we had a long open conversation I’m not afraid to admit I cried when we spoke about my Mum teasing me, because that had been buried deep in my memory banks and talking about it brought back a mix of feelings and emotions, it was very freeing and if I’d not had this chance to write about it, maybe I’d never of got it off my chest or out of my subconscious, so thank you 🙂 x

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    • Maggy BerLoon says:

      THANK YOU Paul for sharing your story with us! I also made the experience that memories and also feelings came up while writing about something. I think it´s the right way just to accept it and give vent to your feelings. It´s great that you also have someone you can talk to about it 😉

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      • Loonaguy (Paul) says:

        I’m happy to share my story and I consider myself extremely lucky to have such an understanding and loving woman in my life.
        I couldn’t agree more about venting and expressing feelings, I’m happy you have also experienced this through writing it’s a very powerful and special feeling.

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    • Alek kess says:

      I used to be teased by many relatives (including my mother) about balloons, I can understand you because I know how frustrating it can be. Actually my mother didn’t just tease me, she also used to yell at me “it is just a f*****g balloon, how can you be so f*****g coward” or “why the hell can’t I have a normal son?” ….. I’m 37 years old now, I traveled around the world, I made plenty of experiences, but still feel like crying when I think about that

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      • Ms. Roxie Johnson says:

        Years ago My family doesn’t know that I have a big balloon fetish and I never got caught in the acted having my fun. I always had a good hidding spot for all my big balloons. Now that I live with my boyfriend Still today they will never find out its my private fun.

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        • Maggy BerLoon says:

          I think everybody should decide for himself, with whom he wants to share this intimate thing or not and this is totally okay 😉 …and sometimes parents/family aren´t the right persons to talk to about this topic, that´s very individual. I also don´t talk to everybody about my sex life…that´s just the way it is! But I think it´s important to share your intimate thoughts and feelings with the person you love 🙂

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      • Loonaguy (Paul) says:

        I’m sorry to hear that Alek, I knew I wasn’t the only one subjected to similar treatment, but I hate that any of us had to go through that.

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  6. Loonaguy (Paul) says:

    Hi Maggy it’s great to hear how you became a Looner too and you are very kind to share your story with us all.

    I’m sure many looners already know my own story/history either through similar posts to this or from reading my book as my own story is the foreword, but I’m always happy to tell it.

    As far back as I remember probably age 4-5 possibly even earlier I was terribly phobic of many loud noises, fireworks etc and my Mum tells me I used to cry at the sound of the Hoover too as a baby, but more than anything it was balloons popping, I was a very timid child and things that made me jump were hated with a passion, I never understood why anybody would want to pop balloons when it would make such a loud and forceful bang. I would beg and plead with my Mum to not make me go to birthday parties or any other event that balloons might be present, which as a child growing up in the 80’s and 90’s in Britain it was pretty much a certainty there would be balloons, they were a real mainstay of any events and it seemed to me, that everybody except me loved to pop them, so you’d think I’d’ve hated balloons as a result, but no, I resented friends and family for popping them, even my own Mum thought it great fun to tease me to the point of me crying by holding a balloon or cluster of balloons in one hand and a pin or something else sharp in the other threatening to pop them, hilarious right!
    In the safety and privacy of my room I loved balloons, they captivated my attention and I was in awe of their beauty and how happy they made me. It was almost as if balloons when I was alone were a completely different object to when they were in public places at parties etc, I knew they weren’t, but I couldn’t express how I felt about them in public mostly because I was too preoccupied with firmly clamping my hands over my ears, while everyone around me was popping them, I would wish that they’d either stop which never happened or that they were all gone, because at least then I could relax and enjoy myself too, parties weren’t fun for me, like they were for everyone else. I’d spend the days and weeks leading up to them with building feeling of dread, thinking about the inevitable or hoping maybe this would be the time there won’t be any balloons and of course there always was.
    Despite this I began playing with balloons more and more on my own time. Then one day something happened that I’ll never forget. A girl from school who lived nearby was a regular play friend, we’d go to each other’s houses and play together most days, on this fateful day she came round and we were playing in my room, for whatever reason there was an open packet of fiesta balloons from a local newsagent in my room. At first we were just blowing them up and letting them fly around the room, then she wanted to see how big she could blow one up, we were only around 6-7 years old, but I got a funny tingle watching her blow up this big light blue balloon, I was hoping it didn’t pop and it didn’t, but I couldn’t stop watching no matter how much I wanted to run out of the room. She did this several times blowing it huge then letting all the air out and blowing it again bigger each time, what happened next I’ll never fully understand why, but I’ve replayed it in my mind hundreds if not thousands of times over the years. We played Dr’s and Nurses, I was the patient laid on my bed, then it turned to you show me yours and I’ll show you mine, kids being kids. She pulled down my trousers and pants and said she needed to perform an operation, she picked up her blue balloon placed it against my little soldier and started blowing it up, I didn’t know it was a sexual reaction or what that even meant we were still young and innocent. My soldier stood to attention, but she kept blowing up the balloon, it felt really nice, but I didn’t know why, when the balloon was big and tight she let all the air blow out over my soldier and repeated this several times. After a while she got bored and we returned to playing other games. I truly believe this was a turning point in my eventual fetish, the link had probably already been formed before this due to the powerful psychological effects balloons played on my subconscious, but it helped shape the way I would play with balloons from then on.
    Fast forward to around age 11 and the first time I climaxed with a balloon, this was a revelation and there was no stopping me, yet now I was reaching sexually maturity every time I orgasmed with a balloon it was followed by an immediate feeling of self loathing like it was wrong, but yet the desire for balloons would always return the next time I felt horny. I honestly believed for years that there was something wrong with me to the point I made myself go balloon cold turkey for around 2 years, I threw away every balloon I had and didn’t have more than a fleeting thought about them in the hope I could ‘cure’ myself like it was a disease or sickness. But inevitably one day completely out of the blue the feelings returned and stronger than ever as if they’d never gone. Shortly after this at age 18 I first got online when my Dad bought a dial up modem, so the first time I had the house to myself I tentatively typed the words balloon fetish into a search engine, I almost fell off my chair when the results came up, I was in a state of sheer exstasy, almost 2 decades of weight was lifted. It wasn’t just me and if there was something wrong with me I certainly wasn’t the only one not by a long shot, it was then that I finally accepted that balloons were part of who I am and always would be and I’ve never looked back.
    A few more years down the line I’m now 22 never had a serious relationship and my only sexual experiences were with balloons or fantasising about women blowing them up etc, but still a virgin.
    A former longtime girlfriend of a lad I was working with expressed an interest in me and we began dating, I was pretty nervous around girls, but my shyness didn’t put her off, my confidence built quickly and our relationship became sexual. We’d been dating a couple of months and I’d already fallen in love with her. One day in the middle of making love to her I kind of blurted out that I wanted to tell her something (don’t ask me why I picked that moment, because I still don’t know, maybe it was a rush of confidence) she seemed puzzled, but was curious, so I admitted everything, I was scared that she might reject me and call me a freak, but I loved her and wanted to be honest, she was a little shocked, but also relieved it wasn’t anything bad, but she wanted to know more and even ordered a bag of 100 11″ balloons from a party store online and at first we’d just make love with balloons on the bed, I was still testing the water as it were, then we got more adventurous and started trying different things. The problem was I took her interest for granted until we were using them every time we had sex and it all came to a head, she thought she was secondary to the balloons and that I wasn’t interested in her without them, which wasn’t true at all, but I don’t blame her for thinking it. We had a massive argument and by this time we were engaged already planning the wedding and getting ready to buy our own house, we came very close to splitting up, calling off the wedding and backing out of the sale, but luckily we talked it out and it made us much stronger as a couple. We don’t use balloons often, but she accepts my fetish and supports me in it 110% We’re getting ready to celebrate our 12th wedding anniversary in May and our son will be turning 11 at the end of this month.
    My wife isn’t a looner, but we both love balloons in our own ways and they are part of our lives. We used to sell balloons on eBay and the first time our son ever stood up on his own he did so by pulling himself up grabbing one of the large plastic storage boxes filled with balloons we were sorting out as stock, there’s a photo to prove it lol

    Anyway I went a little off track, but that’s my story or the highlights anyway

    Cheers

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    • chris says:

      An amazing story and what is strange is I can pick out so many similarities to my own story. I don’t know if this is because we had a similar upbringing or simply because most looners have had a similar experience in their formative years

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      • Loonaguy (Paul) says:

        Hey Chris thanks mate. Talking to many other Looners over the years I’ve picked up on similarities in almost every story I’ve read or been told, it’s not surprising really as like you say we pretty much all started off the same way. In some respects I envy Looners like Maggy who’ve developed the fetish through being introduced to it, because they’ve had none of the heartache and it’s all positive, but saying that I still don’t think I would want to change anything, because it’s helped shape me into the man I am today, so it’s a strong possibility that I would be a completely different me if I hadn’t had the experiences I’ve had. But I can look back on it all and say that I’m happy being me.

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  7. Ms. Johnson says:

    I thought I was the only one that loves to get Naughty with Big 36″ balloons. Its been over 15 years ago when I had my first Big Balloon Fun. My bf is ok with it turns him on when I fill up my bedroom up with Big Balloons. 😉

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    • Maggy BerLoon says:

      Oh I don´t think that you are the only one, who loves to get naughty with balloons 😉 But you must have a lot of experience, that´s great! How did your boyfriend react when you told him about it? Keep on having fun!

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      • Ms. Johnson says:

        When I told my boyfriend about me having a balloon fetish. He said he thought it was kinda Hot. I still have my fun with my big balloons it gets him horny. 😉

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        • Ms. Johnson says:

          It was 16 years ago I was in high school I went shopping at a store here in the USA its Hobby Lobby. I was in the party aisle I was like yes I finally found them Big 36″ balloons. I don’t know why they just turned me on. I now have a huge stock of them if some pop I go to the store keep my stock up. I love to have fun with them I sometimes tie 4 of the big balloons together and put them on my head and wear them around the house like a big balloon hat. My boyfriend said that turns him on when I do that. 😉

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          • ms Johnson says:

            I just wanted to say that I am happy to find this looner blog. When I was younger in high school 16 years ago I thought I was crazy and nuts in the head for having a big balloon sex fetish. Now that is a relief for me that you all have the same thing that I do. Its really cool. 🙂

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            • Ms. Roxie Johnson says:

              Thank you Maggy 🙂 Ya you sould try it I just use 4 Big 36″ balloons and tie them together. Its so much fun 😉

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  8. tony says:

    loving all these looner stories on how there fetish originated we are such a cool group

    my wife enjoys balloons and hates the colours pink white and brown hence too stay those colours i blew up last night they did not last long

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  9. Aakash Majumdar (indian) says:

    Even my story start with childhood.
    I loved balloons a lot during my childhood and parents too gave me when I asked for it.
    It all started when a tragic story happened. It was during my 5th birthday party, there was obviously balloons, decoration on the party. We had fun during it and when the party got over the friends that were invited popped all the balloons. At that moment I felt like some one is being killed and I couldn’t do anything to save it. After that I started liking them so much that i became a looner.
    It got to know when one day(10grade) I was searching some balloon room in net and I was excited suddenly. After that I searched and got to know that I am a looner.
    I still love them and hate popping them, gets irritated when popped.

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  10. Stan says:

    Im soooooooo glad I found this blog! It made my day. I’ve been a looner all my life and 9 years ago I told my wife after we first met. She now also shares the fetish with me. Mostly sexually. Im in HEAVEN! Stan

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  11. Froggie says:

    I also want to share with you how my fetish started for balloons and similar items. It does have some strange twist to it, so here goes ! I was about 4 or 5 years old and my parents and I visited another family one evening who had a son about my age or maybe a year or two older. At some point through the course of the evening this boy and I was going through some children’s story book and he was basically giving me a short synopsis of each story as we went along. There was also a picture or story about a frog puffing himself up (I’m not sure if that one was related to Aesop’s fable, but nevertheless) and for some reason it scared the wits out of me. I recall walking around by myself outside a bit later the evening, being all scared and shocked for the sake of this poor frog. It was one of those flashbulb moments in my young life and in later years I found that I actually became turned on when I read stories or accounts related to frogs or puffer fish blowing themselves up. The Aesop tale of that particular frog is, of course, a big favourite ! I like balloons too, not so much for just what they actually are but mostly the act of where people, especially women blow them up. Well, that’s the story and I hope there are some who can more or less identify with it !

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    • maggyberloon says:

      It´s really interesting to see how close fear and fascination can be to each other and what your individual trigger was! Thank you for sharing!!

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  12. KERO says:

    When I was 10/12 years old, after a christmas show in a theater decorated with a lot of balloons, I saw the children run to the balloons and pop all of them with fun.
    Some children directly popped the balloons falls down in the theater and other took some balloons and popped them outside in various way

    After that, my sister had a birthday party at home; and the living room was decorated with balloons.
    After the party, my mum and my sister took all the balloons and pop them in various way. I could not see that, but I heard the BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!

    Many years after, in a church, there was an event and the church inside was decorated with balloons.
    After the event, came the popping time. I left the church, but I heard the BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!

    All these scenes deeply chocked me and made me a looner non popper, a balloon lover.
    Since my dream is to collect a lot of balloons to save them from popping and give them much love.
    Now my dream is coming true.

    Balloons popping breaks my heart, I want to cry every time I see that.

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    • maggyberloon says:

      I can totally understand why you became a balloon lover after reading your story! I appreciate that you share this intimate part with us! Thank you Kero!

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  13. Loon Ranger says:

    Great story Maggy! It is always very interesting to hear stories of the balloon fetish being acquired/adopted rather than developing naturally from childhood. For me I was afraid of balloons popping all through my childhood but at the same time I was still fascinated by them and enjoyed playing with them on my own when I knew there was no chance they could pop. When I was soon to be starting secondary school I decided I really needed to get over my fear because I didn’t want to be controlled by it and tormented with it for the rest of my life. So one day I inflated a small orange party balloon and lay on top of it squeezing it trying to pop it, and the next thing I knew I had just had my first orgasm lol. And the rest as they say is history…

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  14. John says:

    I was very happy to read your story. Yes, at first it sounded like Jan had a deep dark fetish. Balloons are not only for a fetish, they are happy items, and lend themselves to happy relationships. Although I always enjoyed balloons, It was through a relationship with a girl that my enjoyment became a fetish.

    Thank you for sharing your story.

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  15. andylooner says:

    I can say that my story is very similar to yours.

    I ask my girlfriend and even too scared to talk, I took courage and said … she said balloons? yes … I am very afraid of bursting, but like seeing girls with balloons filling the mouth to burst or sitting on them.

    I asked her if she could do for me, she said yes … that’s when I felt good, and next to a person who does not acharinha me weird, sick, some people judge you so … unfortunately.

    All I know about being looner showed her, photos, videos, websites, ways to burst, types of balloons … I believe it is now a looner like me and become my queen B2P …

    And every day we play with balloons I can overcome my fear, I can watch her doing B2P uncovered my ears … lol

    Most Looners are men, I believe that women still have too afraid to show themselves, but I think they love balloons burst and they were made for you guys girls …
    Thank you for this space that you created for us to tell our stories …

    Maggyberlan you is incredible, we are waiting for you to make a B2P with a giant balloon …

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    • maggyberloon says:

      Thank you very much for sharing your story with us Andy! I just did a B2P once and this was very very exciting! Maybe I´ll do it again in future…will see.
      I´m happy that you also enjoy your fetish together with your girlfriend! Keep on looning 😉

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  16. JB says:

    Thank you Maggy,

    Balloons have been a part of my life for years. For 30 something years I too was ashamed, deeply ashamed thinking I was some kind of freek! I mean who get’s turned on balloons? Surely I was alone. And then one night out of curiosity,I did a search for balloon fetish and nearly fell off my chair. I literally shook for three days. Not only was I not alone, I was one of many and great people too.
    But the story get’s better. I had had a child with my wife and we began to drift apart. We went from being intense lovers to roommates. Our passion died, our desires died and I began looking to find what I had lost.
    And then one night as we sat on the couch trying to find out what happened, she asked me about my sexual preferences and like Jan I gulped, braced myself and blurted it out. I thought, of God this will be the end for sure. But instead, she smiled and breathed a huge sigh of relief saying “balloons? Really balloons? I was so afraid your fetish would be something that I just could not relate to at all. That night we made love for the first time with balloons in the room. We don’t always include balloons as to be honest I am much more shy than she is but balloons saved our marriage, brought back our passion which continues to this day 18 years later.
    Balloons are magical for me in many ways. Just being around them makes me happy not to mention the way they make me feel. I imagine by now that the brain has been hard wired and every time I see a balloon my brain is producing endorphin’s and I can not help to feel fantastic.
    I have not shred my balloon passion with anyone outside this community or my wife. Some times I envy those like yourselves who are brave enough to do so. I think that our little secret also makes my fetish special to my wife so I keep it this way.
    It’s people like you two who make this such as great community. Yes, there are those who may misbehave but for the most part this is a community of great people with one common thing that unites us.
    Thank you to the both of you.
    JB

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    • maggyberloon says:

      I feel deeply touched by your story! Thank you so much for sharing it!!! I think everyone should decide for themselves, if the balloon fetish should stay a private thing or not. But the most important thing is to feel good with yourself and I`m happy you and your wife feel that way!

      Again a big thank you and keep on enjoying for another 18 years and more ;)!
      Warmly wishes to you and your wife

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  17. Jo De Mulder says:

    Thank you for sharing this very private part of your life !
    So good you both feel this way abouth the fetish and indeed it is only what it is ,no big deal at all . Being happy is the most important !
    For me it all started when i was 12 and was getting sexual thoughts for the first time ,i also loved/faired balloons before that age .
    i was at a school party/open day from my brothers college ,he was 18 and almost leaving that place to go to university .
    there were lots of balloons in and outside the school that afternoon .
    i loved it !
    At one moment we went to the playground where a big stage was set up . There were all kinds of things going on on stage and at one moment a speaker asked if all the moms of the students would join him .
    lots of the women climed on stage and they were placed next to eachother .
    the presentator handed every one of them a balloon and told them they would have to do a b2p race ,the 5 first would win a prize .
    Counted down and off they went ,blowing like there was no tomorow !!! The balloons grew very fast and next started to come out… i was in heaven !!!!
    I started to feel strange and exited and didn’t know what happened whit me… it was the best feeling ever… BANG … BANG BANG… BANG… BANG !!!!! The first five loons exploded in hundreds of pieces . The other women stopped blowing ,a few loons popped by them selves ,others let them fly in the air but some tied them of and threw them off stage in public !!! Again i saw them get popped by other people ,but one big purple overinflated balloon flew towards me and i could grab it !! I was soooo happy whit it 🙂
    After a few seconds a stunning mom walked over to me ,she was soooo sexy whit her high heels and overwelming cleavage . She had an “evill” smile on her face and when she was in front of me she bended over a bit… she told me “you are to big to play with balloons…” and she slammed her sharp nails in my tight loon KABOOM !!!!!!!! I was chocked but also very excited (horny ,but i didn’t know that at the time) ,she smiled at me and walked away ,from that day on i could never see a balloon without thinking of her… my fetish was born ♡

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    • maggyberloon says:

      Also to you a big THANK YOU for sharing this very private part of your life, Jo!!!
      What a great story and very well told by the way ;)!

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  18. Albert says:

    Awesome to know people can be open minded and try new things you never knew that you would have ever tried or even liked ive had my balloon fetish for 11 years now I’ve had the occasional girls who tried it for me and I’ve been on the other side where I got made fun of for it but its what made me who I am today and I wouldnt have it anyway

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    • maggyberloon says:

      Thanks for sharing this nice comment Albert!
      I think this is the proper way to handle with every experience, no matter if they are positive or negative ones. Just accept it and be proud of who you are 😉 there is nobody else like you.

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  19. Loonerballoonspain says:

    Dear Maggy!

    I love your history!!! It’s amazing!!!

    When I was 18 years old I had my first experience with balloons and I enjoyed! Now, with my gf, sometimes we play with balloons when We have sex.

    Take care and thanks for your blogs!!!!

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  20. Anonymous says:

    This is a great story. It was very similar to how I first broke the news to my girlfriend. I was hesitant and scared. She however was intrigued and now we share loons during during love making or just playing around the house teasing each other. You are an inspiration Maggy and should never be ashamed of who you are or what you feel.

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    • maggyberloon says:

      That´s great ;). I´m happy that you also can share your fetish with your girlfriend and you are right, there is no need to be ashamed of anything!! Proud to be a looner!
      Greetings to you and your girlfriend

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