The other day, i was talking to this girl on the train (lets call her Mikaela). What made Mikaela very noticable was the way she was wearing her button down shirt that day, with her bottom button unbuttoned and her belly slightly visible. And when the train would sometimes shake or she stretched, her bellybutton would show. She was a little on the thicker side, but that only made her deep innie deeper. However, I got careless with my staring and she noticed where my attention was mostly at. She mustve read my mind because as soon as she saw me looking at her bellybutton, she slightly smiled and put her hands on her hip in the way that it pulled her shirt aside and made her cute bellybutton clearly visible. And she stayed this way for the rest of the ride.
The next day, i happen to see her again. She was farther away and had a kind of tight t-shirt on today, but when i first looked, her shirt covered her belly. She mustve seen me and remembered yesterday though because when i glanced at her again, her shirt was magically showing a little bit of her belly below her bellybutton. After a few stops, she had made her way to my car, with her bit of belly peeking out. We started talking again when I realized that she would periodically pull her shirt up a little bit at a time, trying to be discreet. When she got to her bellybutton, I casually and jokingly rubbed her bellybutton, and she let me do it so I kept doing it. After a while, she laughed and said she kind of liked it, which gave me an excuse to finger her bellybutton a little more aggressively. When she had to get off, I had been so preoccupied with her bellybutton that she had pulled her shirt up to show all her belly. Then right when I thought it was over for the day, she handed me a sharpie and told me to write my number on her belly, and i chose right above her deep innie. We texted virtually all night, and I got to see some nice pics of her belly and bellybutton. Even though I exaggerated on a few minor details, the overwhelming majority of this happened. And I will post more on it later if I get enough positive responses.
The next day, i happen to see her again. She was farther away and had a kind of tight t-shirt on today, but when i first looked, her shirt covered her belly. She mustve seen me and remembered yesterday though because when i glanced at her again, her shirt was magically showing a little bit of her belly below her bellybutton. After a few stops, she had made her way to my car, with her bit of belly peeking out. We started talking again when I realized that she would periodically pull her shirt up a little bit at a time, trying to be discreet. When she got to her bellybutton, I casually and jokingly rubbed her bellybutton, and she let me do it so I kept doing it. After a while, she laughed and said she kind of liked it, which gave me an excuse to finger her bellybutton a little more aggressively. When she had to get off, I had been so preoccupied with her bellybutton that she had pulled her shirt up to show all her belly. Then right when I thought it was over for the day, she handed me a sharpie and told me to write my number on her belly, and i chose right above her deep innie. We texted virtually all night, and I got to see some nice pics of her belly and bellybutton. Even though I exaggerated on a few minor details, the overwhelming majority of this happened. And I will post more on it later if I get enough positive responses.
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