Belly Button Love
I’m pretty vanilla when it comes to fetishes but there’s something quite simple that puts me into a purring state of absolute bliss. After a load of dishes are done in the dishwasher, I pull out a piping hot bowl and press the bottom to my belly button. It’s deliciously toasty warm for a good 6 minutes or so and it puts me in a swooniliciously delightful place of Zen. My housemates caught me doing this the other day and gazed upon me as if I was a freak.
“What? I only use the bottom of the bowl. Not the part you’d eat out of.”
They raised an eyebrow at me as if to say “Uh…kay..sure, you freak.“
I turned back to the dishwasher and then grabbed a plate. It has a larger flat surface that stretches across my whole belly quite nicely though I feel most at comfort with a wide soup bowl on my navel. I ignored their confused glares at me, tilted my chin towards the heavens, and closed my eyes with the plate clasped in my hands over my abs.
Everybody’s got their odd little thing, right? I just happen to have doozies of them.
You should try it some time and tell me what you think.
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