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She calmly drew out the long, skinny balloon. Breath by breath she blew until it was so tight and so long that he thought it would burst at a touch. Pulling roughly on the neck, she expertly tied it off and began another, more rounded and plumper version. One by one she blew them to their limits and placed them all around his prone and tense body. Long ones, round ones, big ones, small ones. All around his body. Touching him lightly and causing immense sensation. It was so hard to feel them touch him and be unable to reach out and hug them, for she had expertly tied his hands and feet to the four corners of the bed, again using long skinny lengths of stretched latex. She was methodical in her task. Blowing each one to it's limit and teasing him ever so gently with the pleasure of their feel. She caressed each one in it's turn and placed it lovingly beside him. Between his arms and sides. Underneath his ankles. Pressed into his legs and a beautiful clear pear shaped wonder right between his legs. It was touching his crotch area and was blissful and painful at the same time. Not being able to move against them was intense. Images of them passed through his head, as he could not see through the blindfold she had placed over his eyes. It enhanced his sense of smell and the entire room was immersed in the aroma of latex. Periodically, she would wave one under his nose just to watch his body react. Now, she was dropping her little time bombs on his body, positioning them in strategic places. He squirmed with delight as she started to roll them over his chest and down his legs. He could picture the one she was sitting on as he heard the squish between her legs each time she moved. He was so ready, he was so tight, he was so enflamed he did not think that he would survive this. She was leaning into him now. Pressing carefully into the smooth tight surface of the balloons. He felt the tension of the balloon and himself grow with the expansion she was causing. How much could it take before it exploded? For that matter, how much more could he take? He was on the edge. He was ready. He was damn near the point of begging. But that was her purpose, to make him beg. It was to test his stamina. To see how far she could tease him before he lost control. The bet was that she could pop all the balloons before he popped. The outcome was looking pretty bright in her favor at the moment because she was good at this. She was really working those balloons. He was ready to pop and she hadn't popped one yet!!! In one quick movement, she swirled around and straddled his legs, slowly slipping the tight round balloon between their pelvic regions. Every time she moved, he felt the balloon press against his balls. God, what sweet ecstasy. He knew he was going to have to pay up, and the cost was nothing when compared to this. Slowly, she started to undulate on the balloon. Slow sexual thrusts that sent him into oblivion. With a light touch, she leaned forward and removed the blindfold that covered his eyes. As his sight adjusted he could see her sitting above him, holding the most beautiful clear balloon against her. She was laughing as she hugged and caressed it. Teasing him right before his eyes. Her breasts showed clearly and a bit magnified as she held it tighter and tighter against her. Still she undulated and leaned into the balloon between then. He could see the compression. It was a miracle he had not lost control. This was too much. With a violent hug, she burst the first of the balloons. The sound and sensation sent ripples of pleasure through his body. Juices welled within him threatening to explode as she moved in closer and pressed her body to the balloon lying on his chest. Lower and lower she pressed until the balloon could no longer withstand the pressure and "POW" it was gone. Again the influx of juices and pleasure...but he was holding his own...barely. She then leaned back, removing her weight from the balloon between them and placed a hand on each ankle. Bouncing her weight lightly on his ankles, and two more balloons bit the dust. He was now hanging on by shear threads. Reaching behind her again she retrieved the shards and sprinkled them on his chest. Running her hands over them and teasing him with their smell. There were still balloons pressed into his sides and of course the ultimate one at his groin. She slid expertly off of him and walked over to the dresser beside the bed. As she turned back, he saw a glint of shiny metal. Encased in her hand was a sharp metal shard about two inches long. Returning to the bed, she very carefully ran the side of her weapon along the outer bulging edge of the balloon at his side. Teasing him with the power that rested in her hands. The power of life and death to the balloons. Power she was wielding like a sword over his manhood. Each time the shard passed over the edge of the balloon, he felt himself engorge. It was an intoxicating game she played. Slowly, she circled the bed and released his feet. Instinctual movement brought his legs together and compressed the balloon at his groin. God, if he could only manage to hold it there. The sensation was euphoric. She was back at his side again as she once again raised her lethal weapon. Arching her arm, the metal entered the balloon at his side. The explosion twisted his body and created more sensation in his groin than he wanted to admit. Arching again she blasted the other side and sprung off the bed with a laugh. The only balloon remaining was the one at his groin. Maybe he might win this bet yet. He was confident now that he could survive one more pop and said as much to her. She, being devoted to winning, revised her plan. Picking up a handful of balloons, she proceeded to step gingerly onto the bed. Standing with a foot planted on either side of him, she very carefully and very slowly began to inflate three more balloons. From his vantage point, all he could see was her beautiful body balancing itself over him and the breath by breath growth of each of the balloons. She tied off two of the balloons and laid them at her feet. The third one she blew and blew until it was so tight that it had no room left. Holding the neck gently so as not to release any of the air, she slowly and sensually seated herself upon his member, being very careful to lean forward to accommodate the balloon still between his legs. The pressure of the balloon and the warmth of her surrounding him were nearly overpowering. Just as he regained some control, she blew another breath into the already overinflated balloon and 'boom' it was gone. The burst set her backwards a bit and she pressed into the balloon beneath her. The rocking motion was all that was needed to start an overflow of the warm fluid he had fought so hard to canteen. She was winning! Holding the other two balloons to her breasts, she was aware of the potential win. Smiling seductively, she began to rock back and forth putting pressure on the clear balloon. Tighter and tighter she hugged the balloons to her breasts, rocking slowly until he thought it was over. Then she stopped moving! She sat still as stone on top of him and waited for him to gain his control. When he opened his eyes, he saw her smile again and wrap her hands into the balloons she held. Slowly and methodically, she dug her fingers into the expanded latex. Two loud bursts filled the room along with her laughter and his groan of tension. Now it was time! Now was her last chance to win this bet! Slowly, she started to rock again. Each time she rocked, she put more weight onto the already tight balloon beneath her. She rode him slow and gentle allowing him to feel the stretch and pull of the latex against his balls. Each time she leaned forward, he would feel his manhood brush across the surface of the balloon. Heaven, absolutely heaven! Leaning forward, she pulled on the strips of latex binding his hands and snapped them off their connection. Hands free now he reached for her breasts and pulled her to him to partake of her delights. Allowing him his long awaited pleasure, she rode gently until she felt his ardor reach it's limit. Then rising above him without losing her connection, she sat down hard, ramming his manhood into her and putting most of her weight on the balloon. The explosion of all three, him, her, and the balloon were simultaneous. It was a tie!!!! Home Copyright © 2003 Sexkittencafe.com. All rights reserved. No part of this website may be copied, transferred or recreated without consent of the owner The model that appears on this website is over the age of 18
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