This is a the true story of a friend's late conversion into the navel fetish world. She wrote it as a short story and I read it no so long ago and fell in love with it. It was so sexy yet so well written. She told me she would love to for it to be published somewhere navel lovers could read it. It goes like this:
I was 27 the first time someone played with my belly button. I've had a couple of boyfriends and casual relationships, but none of them ever cared to play with my navel at all. I didn't care, I didn't even have an opinion of belly buttons in general at that time. For me, a navel was just a dip on your belly and nothing else. Everyone has one, why should they be sexy? I never even touched my own belly button or played with it at any point of my life previous to my life-changing-event. Oh my, who would have thought that someone playing with your navel would be so good?
It all started last summer. I remember it was a Thursday because I entered the nightclub without many expectations as I had to work the following day. While my friends were doing shots, I just sat down, looking at my watch constantly trying to find an excuse to leave. Thank God I found one to stay: this young, 22 year old walked towards me and asked me the time. He was tall, strong, handsome and had a long-lumberjack styled beard that made him look older. I was awestruck and it took me a while to tell him that it was not late, but neither early. We started to talk, he was just in town for that night as he was travelling across the USA with his friends. But that stuff doesn't really matter, what matters is what this guy did to me and changed my life.
To cut the story short, he bought a round of drinks, then some shots, then some more shots and then, he asked me sweetly if he could kiss me. How could I resist? Yet, as we were making out, he stopped, looked me in the eye and asked: "Can I touch your belly button?" I found it weird, as I told you I didn't had any prior navel experiences. "Why not?" I said. He slowly lifted my blouse and started to caress my navel with his fingers so delicately. Oh. My. God. It was the most surreal feeling. "Did you like it?", "I Fucking loved it! Keep on caressing!"
We went like that for some time before I knew I wanted more. So I invited him over. I left him alone in my bedroom before I prepared myself in the bathroom. I went out in my PJs and he told me "Stop!" What have I done wrong, I thought, as he stood up and walked towards me. He lifted my shirt and kissed my navel. It was paradise. We went to bed and fingered my navel harder every time. I would encourage him to go on, even though my belly button was getting sore. I screamed.
After we finished having sex, he just caressed my navel looking up. I asked him about his love of navels and gave me the most real answer I have ever heard: "I think the navel is the most overlooked part of the female body. That's why it is so sexy".
Yeah, I know understand.
I saw this guy again after he had finished his trip and we shared many more navel experiences, but eventually the long distance broke our relationship. Yet I will always remember him for converting me and letting me know that I had a navel fetish hidden somewhere. I met a man later who I asked him to play with my navel. He wasn't that good, but hell, I'm getting more and more into the belly button pleasures this world has to offer. And you know what? I wouldn't change a moment in this new life of mine.
I hope all you guys like it as much as I did!
I was 27 the first time someone played with my belly button. I've had a couple of boyfriends and casual relationships, but none of them ever cared to play with my navel at all. I didn't care, I didn't even have an opinion of belly buttons in general at that time. For me, a navel was just a dip on your belly and nothing else. Everyone has one, why should they be sexy? I never even touched my own belly button or played with it at any point of my life previous to my life-changing-event. Oh my, who would have thought that someone playing with your navel would be so good?
It all started last summer. I remember it was a Thursday because I entered the nightclub without many expectations as I had to work the following day. While my friends were doing shots, I just sat down, looking at my watch constantly trying to find an excuse to leave. Thank God I found one to stay: this young, 22 year old walked towards me and asked me the time. He was tall, strong, handsome and had a long-lumberjack styled beard that made him look older. I was awestruck and it took me a while to tell him that it was not late, but neither early. We started to talk, he was just in town for that night as he was travelling across the USA with his friends. But that stuff doesn't really matter, what matters is what this guy did to me and changed my life.
To cut the story short, he bought a round of drinks, then some shots, then some more shots and then, he asked me sweetly if he could kiss me. How could I resist? Yet, as we were making out, he stopped, looked me in the eye and asked: "Can I touch your belly button?" I found it weird, as I told you I didn't had any prior navel experiences. "Why not?" I said. He slowly lifted my blouse and started to caress my navel with his fingers so delicately. Oh. My. God. It was the most surreal feeling. "Did you like it?", "I Fucking loved it! Keep on caressing!"
We went like that for some time before I knew I wanted more. So I invited him over. I left him alone in my bedroom before I prepared myself in the bathroom. I went out in my PJs and he told me "Stop!" What have I done wrong, I thought, as he stood up and walked towards me. He lifted my shirt and kissed my navel. It was paradise. We went to bed and fingered my navel harder every time. I would encourage him to go on, even though my belly button was getting sore. I screamed.
After we finished having sex, he just caressed my navel looking up. I asked him about his love of navels and gave me the most real answer I have ever heard: "I think the navel is the most overlooked part of the female body. That's why it is so sexy".
Yeah, I know understand.
I saw this guy again after he had finished his trip and we shared many more navel experiences, but eventually the long distance broke our relationship. Yet I will always remember him for converting me and letting me know that I had a navel fetish hidden somewhere. I met a man later who I asked him to play with my navel. He wasn't that good, but hell, I'm getting more and more into the belly button pleasures this world has to offer. And you know what? I wouldn't change a moment in this new life of mine.
I hope all you guys like it as much as I did!
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