This is the end-all, be-all story (for me that is). It takes place at summer camp again. As I already posted, we had "swim time", in which everyone went swimming in a pool. There were usually two swim times a day, so the girl campers would just walk around in their bikinis all day.
We had a computer games class in which we would pair up and play computer games together. One day, there was this bikini clad girl who looked like a young Julia Voth. Seriously, check my Voth post in the celebrity section, this girl looked just like that, except half the age. Brown hair, blue eyes, fair skin, massive ball shaped outie (the biggest I have ever since in person). Naturally, I couldn't resist and paired up with her.
Damned if I can remember what the game it was we where playing, but as I played it, I notice the girl was scratching her large outie as if she had an itch. To which I cleverly asked "got an itch" as I reached over and tickled her bellybutton with my finger. She giggled, but didn't smack my hand away or anything like that.
It was then I made a bet with her, that we would take turns playing the game, and if I won, I would get to tickle her outie. She agreed, and needless to say, I won the game in each and every turn. That outie of her's was like heaven, so soft and fun to push and pitch in my fingers.
Computer time eventually ended and we parted ways. I never saw that girl again, but I would find great irony if she indeed grew up to become Julia Voth. If there was ever a bellybutton fetish moment in my life that I would like to relive over and over again "Groundhog Day" style, it would be that one.
We had a computer games class in which we would pair up and play computer games together. One day, there was this bikini clad girl who looked like a young Julia Voth. Seriously, check my Voth post in the celebrity section, this girl looked just like that, except half the age. Brown hair, blue eyes, fair skin, massive ball shaped outie (the biggest I have ever since in person). Naturally, I couldn't resist and paired up with her.
Damned if I can remember what the game it was we where playing, but as I played it, I notice the girl was scratching her large outie as if she had an itch. To which I cleverly asked "got an itch" as I reached over and tickled her bellybutton with my finger. She giggled, but didn't smack my hand away or anything like that.
It was then I made a bet with her, that we would take turns playing the game, and if I won, I would get to tickle her outie. She agreed, and needless to say, I won the game in each and every turn. That outie of her's was like heaven, so soft and fun to push and pitch in my fingers.
Computer time eventually ended and we parted ways. I never saw that girl again, but I would find great irony if she indeed grew up to become Julia Voth. If there was ever a bellybutton fetish moment in my life that I would like to relive over and over again "Groundhog Day" style, it would be that one.
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