My name's Simon. I have short red hair, green eyes, pale skin, an athletic but slim build, and when I was 25, I did something that I never thought I would do in my life.
I was two months into my new job as a mall security officer, and I was trusted one Saturday night to be left to be the last out. I was checking the arcade and game area I became unusually aroused by the sight of the ball pit. I could feel my cock bulging in my pants, I didn't know what it was but at that moment I liked the feeling that had came over me. Looking around the area for anyone that might still be around, I quickly undressed, freeing my erection that had been pushed hard against its fabric trap. I wrapped my hand around my length, slowly stroking myself as I walked to and stepped into the ball pit. All of the colours surrounded me as I sat in the shallow end of the pit, my cock harder than in had been when I was with my ex.
I spat twice on my hand and continued my perverted masturbation session, my entire body was on fire as I picked up the pace, the wet sound of my hand stroking my cock was cancelled out by the chaotic movement of the plastic spheres. I took a hold of the first ball my free hand came in contact with, a bright blue one, and raised it to my soft, moaning, lips. I opened my mouth and sucked on it, my tongue twirling, swirling, and darting around it's ball shaped surface. My fingers turned over and over, the ball was quickly becoming covered in my spit and I was beginning to reach an orgasm. I slowed down my hand movements around my cock, raising myself carefully with my feet, and slipping the ball beneath the surface, the lubricated ball now pressed against the entrance to my ass. I felt my asshole stretch as I sat down on the ball, I had stopped rubbing my cock, focused on the feeling as it slipped inside me, my ass closing slowly after it.
I rested my head against the edge of the pit. I move my hand down so than the fingers are resting on my wet asshole, pushing the ball from the inside, almost out, before letting it slide back in with a satisfying and forceful close. But I needed more. I reached out with my hand and grabbed another ball, this time it was a green one and I wasted no time with lubricating it. I pushed it inside me, the balls making a small crack as they bumped into each other, the blue one moving deeper inside me. I began stroking myself again, a feeling of fullness making me move my hand more rapidly, the balls around me massaging my skin, my cock twitching uncontrollably in my spit coated hand.
I couldn't hold it back anymore. Before I could stop myself I felt my orgasm reach it's maximum, the thick white cum shooting and getting caught in all the plastic balls as it dripped slowly back, onto my cock, balls, and thighs. I slowed from my lightning quick pace, the sticky mess falling off me as I pulled myself from the ball pit, cum covered balls rolling all over me. As I lied on the floor exhausted, the tip of my cock still dribbling out a river of cum, I reached back and slowly ran a finger around my winking ass. I pushed as hard as I could, the green ball forced out with a wet pop, it rolling onto the arcade floor. The blue ball was still inside me. I pushed again, I could feel it's circumference inside me, but the blue ball wouldn't even try to come out.
I took my hand and wrapped it around my cock, stroking slowly, making sure my hand was covered in my oozing semen I reached back and pushed the tips of my fingers against my ass. The shape of a beak slowly fought its way inside me as I continued to push, the blue ball slowly making it back towards the outside with every push and relax. As my knuckles slid passed my stretching ring, my fingers managed to grab a weak hold of the slippery blue ball and I start to slowly pull it out. After a joyfilled moment of pure guilty arousal, it comes out with a louder, longer, wet pop, a mixture of my spit and cum dripping from my gaping red asshole. I laid there for about twenty minutes on the wooden floor, just teasing my ass with the blue ball that I repositioned half in and half out, before I stood up and got dressed again. I threw the balls far into the back of the pit and finished my shop checks hurriedly before leaving for home. As soon as I got home I showered, cleaning the half dry cum on the outside and inside of my body, and then did the laundry, washing my uniform until I was sure that nothing clung to it.
In the following months I began to be left on my own more often. I tried some of the other stores that sold all sorts of things like camera tripods, lawn gnomes with their round pointed hats, squirt guns, neck massagers, reindeer decorations at Christmas, and more but everytime I went back to the arcade. My favourite is the gearstick on the driving game, the ridges and bulb like length making the job even more rewarding, but the ball pit will always be the first time I discovered how much fun I could have in the arcade at the mall.