Belly Worship

Chapter 1

As their breathing steadied in the hazy aftermath, Eleanor’s hands found Dan’s belly again, her fingers sinking into the warm, pliant flesh with renewed purpose. The room’s candlelight cast soft shadows over his rounded abdomen, accentuating its curves, and Dan felt every touch like a spark igniting his nerves.

Her palms pressed firmly, massaging in slow, deliberate circles, the pressure of her fingers deep in his navel sending ripples of sensation through the layers of his belly—each twisting caress a mix of gentle compression and tingling warmth that made his skin prickle with goosebumps. His nerves sang under her touch, the soft give of his flesh contrasting with the electric jolt that shot to his groin, his cock stirring anew, hardening painfully against the inside of her thigh. The weight of her hands felt like a grounding force, yet each squeeze amplified a throbbing heat deep in his core, his pulse hammering in his ears as his arousal built to an almost unbearable intensity.

Eleanor’s exploration grew bolder, her small hands lifting the heft of his belly, letting it rise and fall with a subtle bounce that sent a shudder through Dan’s entire body. The sensation was exquisite—his skin stretched slightly, the nerves beneath firing wildly as the weight shifted, a delicious heaviness that made his breath catch in his throat. Every lift sent a rush of blood southward, his erection twitching with each jiggle, the movement reverberating through his pelvis like a drumbeat of desire.

She reached for a thick velvet ribbon from the bedside, wrapping it snugly around the base of his belly, the binding constricting just enough to heighten the pressure, forcing his gut to balloon out. Dan gasped, the ribbon’s soft grip creating a pulsing sensation, as if his belly itself were an erogenous zone, each breath tightening the fabric against his skin, sending waves of pleasure-pain that made his toes curl and his cock leak pre-cum in a steady drip.

The confinement made every nerve ending hyper-aware, his belly feeling both exposed and claimed, the sensation overwhelming yet addictive.

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, her hands never paused their worship of his flesh.

She pressed sections of his belly, as if weighing them with deliberate care, her fingers sinking deep to gauge the mass, the tips of her fingernails brushing his skin and sending shivers up his spine.

The act of measuring—her tape looping around his girth, pulling taut—felt like a ritual, each tug of the tape sending a fresh jolt through him, his belly quivering under the tension. Dan’s senses were ablaze: the slight burn of the tape’s edge against his skin, the tickle of her breath as she whispered measurements, the way his flesh yielded yet resisted under her probing fingers.

His cock throbbed in time with his racing heartbeat, the sensations merging into a heady cocktail that left him dizzy, his entire body a live wire of arousal, every touch pushing him closer to a precipice he couldn’t name.
In a fevered crescendo, Eleanor unbound the ribbon, the sudden release making Dan’s belly swell outwards, the rush of blood to the freed skin igniting a firestorm of sensation—hot, tingling, almost too much. She climbed atop him, straddling his belly directly, her slick core grinding against his soft, sensitive flesh and firmness of his overfull stomach, the friction sending shockwaves through him. Dan felt every slide of her wetness, the heat of her arousal seeping into his skin, his belly becoming a conduit for their shared ecstasy.

His cock, trapped between them, rubbed frantically against the underside of his own belly, the pressure and heat driving him wild.

Eleanor’s moans mingled with his groans, her clit pressing against the tight upper curve of his abdomen, and as she rocked faster, the sensations overwhelmed him—his belly quivering, his nerves screaming, his release erupting in a blinding surge that matched her shuddering climax. The intensity was cataclysmic, their bodies convulsing in a shared, primal release that drowned out the world, their vision darkening as they collapsed, unconscious, in a tangle of sweat, ribbon, and unbridled passion.
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Comments

Beebee12 18 hours
I love this and can’t wait to try it in person. Hope you don’t mind if I steal your idea
GrowingLoveH... 2 days
Damn!

Your words and phrases are so hot.

I envy your writing skills.