I recently bought a new tent and lots of new inflatable friends. Having already experienced sleeping inside a tent full of beach balls, the smell, the heat, and that feeling of pleasure when inflating, riding, and deflating or blowing them up next to each other, I decided to do it again.

I inflated 10 beach balls of different sizes, designs, textures and brands: 2 x 24″ paneled (Intex), 2 x 20″ paneled, 2 x 20″ Barbie, 2 x 20″ Disney Princess, 2 x 16″ sports ball with a volleyball design. All Bestway except those from Intex. Additionally, I inflated a 20″ ball with a Disney princess design that I had already used in several sessions before, about 10 I would say. This ball had already been overinflated on several occasions and, when doing it again, 2 leaks appeared. I patched them up with patches I had saved from other beach balls -as I usually pop them when they get punctured-. Then, I proceed to overinflate it one last time, fully intending to pop it before the day was out.

I filled the tent with all my inflatables and got inside in underwear to play with them. One by one, I sat on all of them. I slowly stretched and overinflated them. I started to sweat a lot since we are in the middle of summer, and that day the temperature touched 35°C. I left the tent, drank water, undressed and went back inside. I was sweating, literally dripping down my face. But at the same time I was so horny and excited that all I wanted was to feel the ecstasy of sex with inflatables inside that small and horny tent.

The smell of PVC got mixed up with the smell of sex and my naked body. I started kissing and licking them one by one. I wanted to impregnate my scents, mark them, make them mine. I rode them dirty and cum on them multiple times. I pressed them against my body, against my ass, against my most private parts. I made love to them for 3 hours. It was not only wild and dirty sex, I also loved them, smelled them, kissed them, caressed them, ran through them with my hands and my body. I pressed them hard between my legs, hugged them tight, laid on them, and sat on them with all my weight. I even tried lightly to pop them in ways I knew they wouldn’t.

When I felt full, complete, satisfied one might say, I put the tent away. What should I do with my beloved and now dirty inflatables? They had my smells, my saliva, my semen… Only one thing was clear to me, and it was that I had to burst a specific beach ball. So I moved my exercise bench over, overinflated that beach ball one last time, and sat on it. I didn’t want to cause a loud or painful explosion, it didn’t deserve to be popped like that. After all, we were lovers for weeks. I gently rode it and then, with all my weight and some bouncing, I pushed it to deflate aggressively through its leaks while enjoying that wonderful sound that inflatables make when they deflate, “SSSSSSSSS”.

It was time to decide the fate of my other beach balls. I decided that I would leave them inflated for a few more hours. I was still needing sex, to make love to them. While riding one of them like a rider on his wild horse, I accidentally caused a leak. The leak was so subtle that I decided not to sacrifice it. My ass and I had already had enough action, and I began to feel very tired and sleepy. I wondered if it was a good idea to pop them in that state, and then I had an idea: I would only pop the ones with colored panels. I overinflated one of the 20″, put it on my exercise bench, and sat on it while thinking about how I was going to pop it. I was so dirty, so covered in dried perspiration, that the ball sticked to my ass. I was about to start some ferocious and deadly bounces when I had this feeling that I shouldn’t, that I didn’t have the strength or the desire to do it.

Video: “Deflating a beach ball through a leak”. Click on the picture to play.

I finally decided to deflate and save them all for another time. Of course I kept this last 20″ beach ball for some more later fun, and have been using it for my daily pleasure ever since. The day will come when it can’t stand me anymore and it will burst, just like the thousands who have burst before.