For me, the short version is, well, we got hammered and went home horny and drunk, and the second she took her top off and I saw that delightful little belly button once more; I told her! And she was cool with it!

Long version:

We had been dating for around 4 months at this point, and regularly seeing her belly button definitely wasn’t an unusual occurrence by then. In fact, I had seen it before we even started talking! (We originally met at a party and she was wearing a tight tank top, jeans, trainers etc. got chatting to her as she was talking to a friend of mine and she introduced me, and during our first ever conversation, she went to redo her ponytail, thus causing her tight tank top to rise up and expose the most beautiful little reverse teardrop belly button I had ever seen! And to add to my lust - not only was it deep, but it was pierced. Not once, but twice, top and bottom. It was literal heaven! I definitely stared during her hair tying stint but I don’t think she clocked it thankfully 😅)

Anyway… I originally first got to touch her belly button when she was showing me her new belly rings that she had bought one day not long after we first got together. As she rolled up her top, time seemed to be going in slow motion for me, I watched as the fabric of her shirt combed her soft little lower belly bulge, and gradually, glisten by glisten, her new belly button rings came into view.. the backdrop of her deep innie loomed over the shiny new jewellery. I jokingly said “your belly button looks like a diamond mine!” To which she replied “oh so you’re saying I’m fat cause I got a deep innie? 👀” which a cheeky grin and a wink. I frantically exclaimed that it looked really good on her! (I didn’t want her to think I was insulting her when I literally had her belly button inches from my face 😂).

She then proceeded to move them around and tug on her new belly jewellery. Now, this was definitely not the first time I’d seen a belly ring played with, and being someone with this fetish, I know damn well that them little belly rings (when healed) can be tugged on in all manner of ways and be absolutely fine, but this time I played the blissful ignorance card. “Omg does that not hurt?!” I exclaimed. “Haha! Not at all, go ahead and see for yourself” she said.

I couldn’t believe it.. she’s literally given me a hall pass to play with her belly button, and I hadn’t even told her about my fetish! I wasted no time in grabbing and tugging on the top belly ring, and then swiftly moving on to the bottom one. Before long I was using my index finger to push both of the centre gems into her belly button. She stood there giggling to herself “having fun are we?”, I looked up and gave her a little smirk “mm maybe ;)”. It was then that my finger slipped from her belly rings and went all the way to the bottom of her belly button, my finger was still wiggling from playing with her piercings.. I couldn’t believe it, I was actually playing with her belly button and she didn’t give a fuck, just found it funny! “Alright belly button boy, that’s enough for now, you can play again later” as she shied away and rolled down her shirt. It barely covered the bottom of her belly which was even more of a tease.

I managed to do this a few times before I eventually told her.

The night it happened..

We had been at her friends housewarming party all that day, we were totally hammered. She had been wearing this skimpy little skirt and shirt combo, which I absolutely loved as her skirt was tight, and her belly would press against it showing its full outline, including her belly rings. I’ll admit it had me nursing a semi almost all night. We eventually departed and headed for home, stopping occasionally to make out and feel each other up on the walk back (so hot, ugh). When we got home, we stripped off lightning fast. We were gonna fuck, that was inevitable. And she got down to merely her thong and lay back on the bed, she immediately went to grab me, but could sense I had something on my mind. “What’s wrong? You seem like you want to say something?” She said. “Well, I do really, but I don’t wanna come across like a freak or anything.. it’s something I’ve wanted to tell you for a while now”. She braced herself as if I was about to deliver the worst news in the world. “I.. I.. have a thing, for belly buttons. I have a belly button fetish.”

She paused, smirked, giggled, and then grabbed my face to kiss me like she’d never kissed me before. “You absolute idiot, I thought you were gonna tell me you were dying!!” “A belly button fetish? Babe, I could tell you liked my belly button from the first day I showed you my new belly rings, I just didn’t want to hazard a guess and embarrass you incase my perception was true!” I laid back and sighed the biggest breath of relief ever.. “so.. you’re cool with it?”

“YES, I am absolutely fine with it, I’m just glad you plucked up the courage to finally tell me! .. belly button boy 👀”.

She then used her right index and middle finger to spread open her pierced belly button, “well, go on then, tonight I’m your little belly button slut, do as you please”.

That was it, I now had free rein. My eyes bulged, pupils dilated, and I went straight in for it, tongue first into her deep innie. I swirled it around inside, flicking each of her belly rings with my tongue, occasionally latching onto one of them and giving it a slight tug while the bar rested between my teeth. I then went in with my index finger, wiggling it around inside her now soaking wet belly button, jewellery glistening in my saliva.. I was half expecting her to be giggling at me as she had in the past when I had played with her belly rings, but instead I heard.. a moan? Was she enjoying this? Or was she just getting pleasure from my pleasure? Who cares! We were in the moment and seemingly both having a great time!

Once I had my fill of fondling her divine belly button, she pushed me back, and proceeded to suck my literal soul out through my dick.. once I was basically on the verge of climax she hopped on me and rode me like I was stolen (she had an implant, so had no problem with me cumming inside of her).. god damn.. literally the best night of my life!!

The next day we woke up, last night had come rushing back to me, and my heart was pounding like a steam train! I asked her if she had indeed remembered what I’d admitted to her that night.. she gave me this devilish look, slipped underneath the duvet and I suddenly felt this slippery wet tongue on my.. belly button?! Oh yeah, she had remembered.. 😁

And that, is a story for another time.

Hope you guys enjoyed, and look forward to hearing yours!