I Have A Navel Fetish
You know for as long as I could remember I have fantasized about meeting, dating and falling in love with a woman who shared my fetish, or at the very least embraced it. Someone I could devote my time to pleasing, and who would please me in return, up until sometime ago that seemed like an impossibility.
I am what some might call a very late bloomer. I have never had luck with women. I've always been somewhat awkward and shy and had the tendency to come on way too strong and scare girls away. I was constantly put into the dreaded "friend zone" and used as an ego boost to girls.
I had never had a girlfriend or been on a date or even kissed a girl. I was a real looser when it came to matters of love and I was sure I was going to end up like the 40 year old virgin. It was a lost cause as far as I was concerned, but then I met Angela.She was everything I wanted in a woman.....or so I thought.
Let me start off by saying that Angela was beautiful and had the sexiest body ever. She was slim and had an incredible tummy, flat and smooth yet also supple and soft. She had a great waist and amazing curves and hips. She also had the cutest shallow innie. She had great perky medium breasts and the tightest apple bottom *** I've ever seen. I was in shock that I could ever get a woman with a body like hers. Not to mention her gorgeous eyes and intoxicating raven black hair.
The greatest thing about her was that she fully embraced my fetish. She did not think it was creepy or weird. She was not put off by it or thought of me as a pervert. She was open to it. It excited her and that excited me. She was so giving in that department. She loved that it turned me on. She wanted to pleasure me and fulfill my fantasies and she did.
I remember the first night we slept in the same bed. It was not about sex at this point yet as neither of us were ready for it yet. I had driven a whopping 8 hours to go see her and by the time I got to her place I was exhausted. I fell asleep almost right away. As I slept I shifted and my arm came up and landed on her. My hand landed on her tummy and what I felt at that point was overwhelming and made my heart skip and gave me butterflies. I felt exposed skin and her ribs. I opened my eyes to see her sensual sleeping form, lying on her back in the exact same position I had fantasized about all my life with her shirt worked up to below her breasts, her tummy concave and sweetly moving up and down. It was overwhelming and almost too much to handle for someone like me. Needless to say I took advantage of the situation and caressed her tummy as she slept. I also kissed and licked it all over. She seemed to enjoy it as she smiled, moaned and gyrated her hips erotically all of which just turned me on even more and.......well I think I'll stop there.
After that tummy and navel play became a regular thing. from the simple like kissing her tummy as I got up to use the bathroom to the extreme like waking up in the middle of the night and eating ice cream off of her tummy. I loved how sometimes in the morning I would wake her up by kissing and licking her tummy. I was in heaven, but heaven did not last too long. Soon the problems started. She wanted to get married and have kids. Things I was not ready for. She pressured me and tried to manipulate me and....well I wont go into the details , but lets just say that I had to break up with her. I was unhappy and I just stopped loving her. It was something that I had to do.
I was with Angela for 11 months and it was a bitter-sweet 11 months. I don't regret breaking up with her. It was the right thing to do, but I do miss her sometimes. She is now married and has a child, so I'm happy for her that she was able to find what I was not able to give her with someone else. So now I'm single again and back to where I started. Feeling lonely and somewhat desperate.
I desperately want to meet a woman who can fulfill my fantasy and indulge my fetish. It is my ultimate goal to meet and fall in love with a woman that does this for me. If I met this woman I think that I would be in total ecstasy, in complete bliss.
In fact this is the main reason I join all these Navel/Tummy Fetish groups . I would love to meet a woman here, but that's wishful thinking I suppose. I feel like it's a lost cause and that really bums me out.
If only I could meet another woman like Angela.
Tell me is it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? Cause I sure can't feel the difference emotionally. I'll let you all ponder that for a while.
I am what some might call a very late bloomer. I have never had luck with women. I've always been somewhat awkward and shy and had the tendency to come on way too strong and scare girls away. I was constantly put into the dreaded "friend zone" and used as an ego boost to girls.
I had never had a girlfriend or been on a date or even kissed a girl. I was a real looser when it came to matters of love and I was sure I was going to end up like the 40 year old virgin. It was a lost cause as far as I was concerned, but then I met Angela.She was everything I wanted in a woman.....or so I thought.
Let me start off by saying that Angela was beautiful and had the sexiest body ever. She was slim and had an incredible tummy, flat and smooth yet also supple and soft. She had a great waist and amazing curves and hips. She also had the cutest shallow innie. She had great perky medium breasts and the tightest apple bottom *** I've ever seen. I was in shock that I could ever get a woman with a body like hers. Not to mention her gorgeous eyes and intoxicating raven black hair.
The greatest thing about her was that she fully embraced my fetish. She did not think it was creepy or weird. She was not put off by it or thought of me as a pervert. She was open to it. It excited her and that excited me. She was so giving in that department. She loved that it turned me on. She wanted to pleasure me and fulfill my fantasies and she did.
I remember the first night we slept in the same bed. It was not about sex at this point yet as neither of us were ready for it yet. I had driven a whopping 8 hours to go see her and by the time I got to her place I was exhausted. I fell asleep almost right away. As I slept I shifted and my arm came up and landed on her. My hand landed on her tummy and what I felt at that point was overwhelming and made my heart skip and gave me butterflies. I felt exposed skin and her ribs. I opened my eyes to see her sensual sleeping form, lying on her back in the exact same position I had fantasized about all my life with her shirt worked up to below her breasts, her tummy concave and sweetly moving up and down. It was overwhelming and almost too much to handle for someone like me. Needless to say I took advantage of the situation and caressed her tummy as she slept. I also kissed and licked it all over. She seemed to enjoy it as she smiled, moaned and gyrated her hips erotically all of which just turned me on even more and.......well I think I'll stop there.
After that tummy and navel play became a regular thing. from the simple like kissing her tummy as I got up to use the bathroom to the extreme like waking up in the middle of the night and eating ice cream off of her tummy. I loved how sometimes in the morning I would wake her up by kissing and licking her tummy. I was in heaven, but heaven did not last too long. Soon the problems started. She wanted to get married and have kids. Things I was not ready for. She pressured me and tried to manipulate me and....well I wont go into the details , but lets just say that I had to break up with her. I was unhappy and I just stopped loving her. It was something that I had to do.
I was with Angela for 11 months and it was a bitter-sweet 11 months. I don't regret breaking up with her. It was the right thing to do, but I do miss her sometimes. She is now married and has a child, so I'm happy for her that she was able to find what I was not able to give her with someone else. So now I'm single again and back to where I started. Feeling lonely and somewhat desperate.
I desperately want to meet a woman who can fulfill my fantasy and indulge my fetish. It is my ultimate goal to meet and fall in love with a woman that does this for me. If I met this woman I think that I would be in total ecstasy, in complete bliss.
In fact this is the main reason I join all these Navel/Tummy Fetish groups . I would love to meet a woman here, but that's wishful thinking I suppose. I feel like it's a lost cause and that really bums me out.
If only I could meet another woman like Angela.
Tell me is it better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all? Cause I sure can't feel the difference emotionally. I'll let you all ponder that for a while.
By:
SPACEHERO55
Age:
31-35
,
Male
