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I hope I come across as sounding passionate, rather than evangelical, but I just have to tell you how sensual balloons are in lovemaking, and how they have changed my life.

I have been with my partner Pete now for over a year, and from our early days, Pete has always been more than happy to satisfy my desires for caressing, stroking and my real turn on, a light spanking! I have always felt guilty that Pete had no special needs - I really wanted to make him feel special, but Pete always said he had no kinks or fetishes. I occasionally found him unexpectedly in the bedroom with a hard-one looking a bit sheepish, but our lovemaking was always great, and what's wrong with a bit of personal pleasure now and again anyway?

It was while recently cleaning behind the bed, I was puzzled by finding a piece of burst balloon. Probably something to do with Petes young nephews. Then a few days later, a careless link left in the browser address list took me to a website showing naked girls blowing up and bursting balloons. I toured the site, looked at the pictures, watched the sample videos, was amazed by the size of the balloons. It dawned on me - Pete has a balloon fetish!! I actually found it sexy - and I wanted to do this for Pete.

Do you know how difficult it is to find balloons these days? But the next day I scoured the shops and bought the biggest I could. And I prepared for him.

That evening when Pete came home, I called him up to the bedroom. I was sat naked on an inflated balloon. He came in the room and stopped dead, staring at me, mouth gaping. His instantaneous erection was clear in his pants. I gently rocked on the balloon beneath me and then sat down firmly and burst it. Pete was about to say something, but I put my finger to my mouth, picked up a balloon and started blowing it up, slowly and seductively. I went across to him, and gently rubbed his erection . His face reddened as I blew the balloon bigger and bigger until it burst. I felt a wetness and realised that Pete had come in his pants. Our mouths met and as we kissed more passionately than I can remember.

We spent the rest of the evening making love with the balloons, and then we talked about his fetish, from childhood phobia to adolescent sexual attraction. Pete showed me his secret hoard of giant balloons. The bigger the better, he said.

Why did he not tell me before? Pete said that his previous girlfriend had cruelly made him feel wierd about his interest in balloons, and he was too scared to admit it outright to me. The link to the web site was his way of letting me find out about balloons on my own terms, and he could respond accordingly to any reaction I might show.

What do balloons do for me? I love the feel of them on my body. I love their smell, their warmth, the sting on my skin when they burst (nice!!). I blow up balloons until they burst in all positions while making love, and as well as the sight and sound of me doing that, the muscle contractions enhance his stimulation and my orgasms are incredible!!. We make love while lying on the biggest balloons and it feels wonderful. I have never had a fear of balloons, and am managing to work up to bursting some of the big ones, 2 and 3ft across!!

But more than anything, balloons have given me that special, and instant, turn on for Pete I have craved. I can now act out has fantasies, and give us both more pleasure than I could ever have imagined. As far as fetishes go, balloons are totally harmless, clean, lots of fun, and very sexy. I love knowing what balloons do for Pete, and our lovemaking with balloons is more fulfilling than ever. And I love him more than ever for trusting me enough to let me in on his secret love of balloons, and letting me be his balloon-girl.