My Ex (1st Post)
It's cliche, but you really don't know what you have until it's gone. It's one thing to get along with a partner, but once you know real compatibility, it's hard to imagine settling for anything else, especially when it comes to niche "attraction preferences".
I introduced my ex to her own belly button fetish pretty early on in our relationship. We were on the couch watching who knows what when she lied across my lap. Seeing her deep belly button vulnerable, my index finger instinctively found its way inside. It wasn't until I picked up on her heavy breathing that i asked "Wait, how does this feel?" To which she squeaked out "...good...". She'd never had anyone slip a finger in her navel, letalone pay attention to it. From then on out, playing with her belly button was a natural part of foreplay. Teasing her by waking her up with my tongue in her navel if we spent the night together. Grabbing her and circling her belly button from behind as she's doing chores. Giving her sensual belly massages after dinner that always included firmly moisturizing her navel. It awoke a sexual appetite in me that I hadn't experienced with anyone else and, to be honest, didn't realize I was capable of. That year of dating felt like a dream. We're still on good terms, but I had to end things after moving cross country for my career and she had other responsibilities back home. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss her, but now that we've both seen what a relationship can be, I'm sure we'll both be alright in the long run, wherever our lives take us.
I could go on about our little belly button adventures and how she liked to tease me in public with crop tops, but this is just my (long overdue) intro here.
-V
I introduced my ex to her own belly button fetish pretty early on in our relationship. We were on the couch watching who knows what when she lied across my lap. Seeing her deep belly button vulnerable, my index finger instinctively found its way inside. It wasn't until I picked up on her heavy breathing that i asked "Wait, how does this feel?" To which she squeaked out "...good...". She'd never had anyone slip a finger in her navel, letalone pay attention to it. From then on out, playing with her belly button was a natural part of foreplay. Teasing her by waking her up with my tongue in her navel if we spent the night together. Grabbing her and circling her belly button from behind as she's doing chores. Giving her sensual belly massages after dinner that always included firmly moisturizing her navel. It awoke a sexual appetite in me that I hadn't experienced with anyone else and, to be honest, didn't realize I was capable of. That year of dating felt like a dream. We're still on good terms, but I had to end things after moving cross country for my career and she had other responsibilities back home. I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss her, but now that we've both seen what a relationship can be, I'm sure we'll both be alright in the long run, wherever our lives take us.
I could go on about our little belly button adventures and how she liked to tease me in public with crop tops, but this is just my (long overdue) intro here.
-V
26-30, M
