Summer is here and I’m going crazy
The sun is up today and it would seem all girls in London have got their navels out, or at least that’s all that I could see today after work.
As I was sitting on the tube, a girl directly in front of me reached up for the handrail and flashed a teacher’s midriff with a dangling belly button piercing right in my face. It was incredibly difficult not to stare.
This fetish feels so wrong and dirty and I think that’s why it turns me on so much.
I hooked up with a girl a couple of months ago who clocked my fetish while we were still dancing at the club. She’d let me finger her belly button while she was riding me.
I often daydream of an impossible scenario: I approach a girl in a public space and tell her about my fetish. She then lifts up her shirt, bares her belly, and just says casually “would you like to touch it?” And as I do, she lets out a tiny moan.
I wish it were easier to find people with the fetish locally. Fet is normally good for niche kinks and London is large, yet this feels oddly elusive.
That’s all, ramble over.