Balloon fetish experiment for science
In this epoch of double-anal and bukkake, it’s nice to know that something as innocuous as a balloon can still get someone hard. But what is it about these seemingly mundane party decorations that make certain fetishists pop boners? Is it the inflating, squeezing, sitting, humping or popping? Maybe it’s just the smell and texture of rubber.
Assuming you don’t have a latex allergy, balloons seem like a relatively low-maintenance fetish. You don’t need special equipment, costumes or wee-wee pads. You don’t really even need a partner; all your supplies can be procured at the neighborhood ninety-nine-cent store. Given my propensity for being a loner — and my bohemian budget — balloons could be the perfect fetish for me.
But could I really take to it overnight? I’ve always regarded balloons as nothing more than colorful pieces of latex that evil clowns occasionally fashion into animal shapes. Would I ever be able to see them as something more? There was one clear way to find out: For one night I would party amongst “looners,” the men and women who view balloons as erotically charged entities. Read the whole story here
Assuming you don’t have a latex allergy, balloons seem like a relatively low-maintenance fetish. You don’t need special equipment, costumes or wee-wee pads. You don’t really even need a partner; all your supplies can be procured at the neighborhood ninety-nine-cent store. Given my propensity for being a loner — and my bohemian budget — balloons could be the perfect fetish for me.
But could I really take to it overnight? I’ve always regarded balloons as nothing more than colorful pieces of latex that evil clowns occasionally fashion into animal shapes. Would I ever be able to see them as something more? There was one clear way to find out: For one night I would party amongst “looners,” the men and women who view balloons as erotically charged entities. Read the whole story here