Everytime I’ve Meet A Random Girl On The Street, I Always Wonder How Does Her Belly Button Looks Like? 

Yeah, I'm into female belly buttons. You?

Goodness gracious.. It's been ages since I came across such writing.

Dial Up Seduction

Pleasure's just one call away

It's all started with your fantasies after years of watching erotica. Belly button fetish videos used to drives you crazy, yet, somehow you lost the excitement which severely affect your sexual drive.

You somehow reaches out to me, another total stranger on the virtual server, telling me the whole disappointment you've had and how you'd wish the flame of lust burns fiercely, once again after all these while.

You look puzzled when you received the notification of the video I've sent. Uwaki (浮気); what a strange title. Shrugging since you've got nothing to lose, you give it a shot.

An Asian babe casually chats with someone in what seems like a living room. Nothing seems special at first, plus the language is totally unfamiliar to you. There must be something going on between them as they start to move closer to each other. The girl starts to teasingly lifts her shirt. Your eyes glued to the screen as the girl starts to unbutton her shorts. Then you realize that there's another person as well, secretly watching and recording as the event unfolds. You feel the throbbing sensation and watch with newfound excitement as the girl is having her belly button fondled by the other person. Her whimpers which turns into moans drive you over the edge.

Now, you've realized what Uwaki really means. Belly button fetish and scandalous affair, such an arousing mix. Each night, you secretly watch the video all over again, trying your best to hide your arousal from your girl who's sleeping right next to you. Looking at her, you start to fantasize having your girl 'explored', just like in Uwaki.

You could tell your girl's surprise when you confess your fantasy to her. She lost in thoughts as you tell her about me, the virtual stranger and your wish of watching her belly button being fondled as such. You even let her watch the video and you can tell that she's kinda into it as well, courtesy of dating you; an avid belly button fetishist. You hit the jackpot as she finally agrees to give it a shot. Overjoyed, you assure her that nothing shall go wrong since it's gonna be virtual; via video call.

It's been a few months since you introduced us to each other. We've grown quite accustomed and fond of each other. Plus, I treat her with respect and genuine care, exactly abiding by your rules. You gradually allow us for some 'private time' where texting becomes sexting, much to your pleasure. You frequently eavesdropping us, each time satisfied upon hearing her giggles and moans.

That Friday night, as you switches off the desktop screen, you eye her through the wall mirror beside you and smirks, knowing what you've promised her. You let us on our 'virtual date' while you sleeps in the other room downstairs. You access the desktop camera with your phone, remotely increasing the mic's sensitivity and turning the camera to get a 'commanding view' of her.

After a few moment, our call's connected. She sits by the bedside, looking gorgeous and cheerful in her blue blouse as she tells me that you are downstairs. Our topics revolve around our daily routine, work and life matters. You become envious and aroused as you watch us flirting and how it seems that she's really into my sweet talks.

After a few whispers and chuckles, she walks towards the wall mirror, standing right in front of it. You watch intently as she puts down her phone onto the desk. You gasp as your girl starts lifting her blouse, tying its end into a knot. Your heart's pounding crazily as she takes her phone and continue to flirt with me. You continue to watch as she's flaunting her midriff and turns the phone all over to let me 'savour' her sensual figure.

She chuckles and playfully bites her lips as I beg to see more of her. Slowly, she lifts the knot until her jet black bra comes into view. Her ample bosom beneath the black bra leaves you breathless and mesmerized, knowing well that her tease works wonders to me as well.

Your girl's on fire. Once again, she turns her phone towards her midriff. She smirks as she undulates her belly while lowering her denim, exposing her tight belly button and the top of her Calvin Klein panties. She proceeds to caress her midriff and starts to moan where each stroke results in louder ones.

She's gasping for air as she proceeds to spread open her tight innie, showing its depth up close. She whispers of how she fantasizes having me to stick my finger into her tight innie, twirling, fondling and exploring hers; just like in Uwaki.

She's such an angel, obeying every single instructions of mine. She lies sideways and while we watch the Uwaki together, she's fondling her belly button, fantasizing herself as the helpless Asian babe. Sweating and gasping, your girl moans as the nub deep inside her being twirled and fondled.

You close your eyes, fantasizing the same of her. That night, the three of us hit the apex of sensual pleasure. Plus, the recording you've made shall be useful for your future 'endeavor'.

There's always the geeky and bashful one... *Also her after working hours*

Mesmerized

I’d be so happy whenever I encountered cute babes with sexy belly buttons wherever I go.  Pleasant surprise, I must say. Don’t worry, you aren’t the only one with female belly button fetish.