More fun from the Temple

Later after the prayer, when we got outside the temple door, I said if he already knew about the auspicious bell in the compound of the temple the old lady said to me earlier, as it is special for the first-timers in this temple. He said he has heard about it but had never tried it. But when I expressed interest in trying it, he enthusiastically accompanied me to the back of the temple where the Bell was said to be located. We looked for and easily found it from far away, and got near it. It was a huge bell, that looks like an antique piece. Some people were already ringing it. The echoing sound of it was giving a spiritual vibration each time it rang. We waited for them to finish ringing it. But apparently, it’s quite above my height. After they left after ringing, I went close to it, to confirm that I cannot reach it at all. I stood there disappointed, looking down, and thought of leaving the temple. But Shankar seemed confused about my disappointed expression “Why? What happened?”

I told him that the Bell was quite above my reach, so I cannot ring it. 

“Oh..” he squinted at the height difference between

“Are you sure you can’t reach it?”

“Yeah isn’t it obvious?” I lifted my hands upwards to prove it. 

“If my hands were free I could have at least tried reaching it.” I whined.

Since it’s covered with Mehendi designs till the elbow from the fingers, and I should keep it intact for at least an hour more, I couldn’t risk it. 

“I can lift you” Shankar said.. “you can ring the bell with your elbow then”

I chuckled and paused.. “Aren’t you joking?”
“No, I can do it.. Not a problem”…He smiled

“Are you sure you won’t drop me on the floor?”
“Don’t worry, I can manage it”
“I seriously wouldn’t care if you hurt your spine, but never drop me, okay”
He laughed and nodded no.. “No problem”

To be honest, this offer wasn’t completely unexpected.  I have seen male ego in work before. Somewhere inside me I had a feeling that he would offer this to me. Even though I wasn’t completely convinced that, at this age, he could pull off doing it, I accepted it out of curiosity. And I also thought even if he messes it up, I could mercilessly rib him, the rest of the days, for this. 

He came and stood behind me. I already started laughing thinking about the possible hilarious climax of it. “How?” I lifted my both hands compliantly but in perplexity. He bent down and held me by my thighs from back and then he lifted me up for a few seconds. But he lost his balance soon and stepped forward uncontrollably and before I could ring the bell even once, we both almost fell forward on the floor. But somehow we managed to ground safely. I kept laughing, he also joined the laugh. I started pulling his legs for what he did after so much build up.

Even though he kept laughing, he assertively said, “let’s try it again..”
“Wait.. what?? No way.. let’s go back..” I said.
“Please give me one more chance” he assured, “I’ll do it differently this time”
“What are you saying.. You will hurt yourself” I warned.
“No.. just once” he begged.
I stood there in uncertainty.
“I’d feel bad later if i had not tried this” He appealed emotionally this time, and I fell for it.

This time he came and stood before and facing me. The moment I lifted my arms anxiously, suddenly I noticed his eyes fell on and got fixed on my navel, and this realization hit me so hard and unexpectedly, that this was not just him helping me out, but was more about the fulfillment of his fetishistic fantasy. That created a sudden rush of boiling blood all inside me. He bent down and held me above my knees and over my thighs and then lifted me up. His both palms were cupping my alternative ass cheeks. My knees were inserted between his armpits. Our poster then was quite edgy, as his prickly chin was exactly placed just below my navel, as he kept looking up at me. The wetness down there caused by the incidents inside the temple was just about to dry up and then how the events turned out again was impossible. The anticipation about the further happening was killing me. When he lifted me up, I could just then reach the auspicious bell properly almost at my eye level, so I tried in vain to distract myself from the sexual tension into the auspicious bell and started ringing it. The clapper part of the bell was much heavier than I expected. But while ringing the bell, all my attention was on the hot air he exhaled, hitting gently all around my navel at regular intervals. I didn’t have the energy to look at his eyes and I held my head all along fixed on the bell. As he struggled with his hands to hold up all my weight continuously, I kept minutely moving around from my initial position. That caused his scratchy stubble from his chin rubbing my super sensitive under belly. I tried not to but I flinched at it and I guess he sensed it pretty quickly and then he took advantage of the situation and started playing on it further. He seemingly not but purposefully kept rubbing his chin just below the slight paunch around my navel, by minutely and carefully moving me around with his hands. It was so ticklish that I could hardly control my chuckle. 

He took that oportunity to ask me what it was about, why did I chuckle. But when he spoke, his chin kept pressing me there and the exhaling of the hot air got vigorous. That tickled me even more. I tried to answer that it was nothing but ended up giggling more due to the immense tickle. Although he perfectly knew why, still he kept asking why I was giggling. 

“Hey.. Don’t mess around yaar.. make it fast” he said. I asked why, without stopping giggling. That’s when he replied “Because, contrary to how you look, you are such a light weighted darling”

He cracking that sarcastic joke on my weight, gave me the perfect excuse to unleash my pent-up laughter caused by the whole ongoing incident.

As I kept laughing and ringing the bell, he partially lost his balance standing in that posture and he looked down and took a step forward to gain back the balance, which forced me to lean forward to reach the bell, as his face got pressed more to my belly. After gaining balance he looked up, but instead of lifting his face back towards mine, he held his face directly towards my belly. As he was not looking me up, his whole face was rubbing on my smooth super sensitive skin. His lips were holding the waist chain of mine intact, and his nose just below the navel. It was then more like I’m smothering his face with my stomach. I shrunk my belly as hard as I could to resist the immense tickle it caused, and I tried and somehow stopped laughing and hung there undulated. 

But then I realize that I have already lost the count of me ringing it, and started feeling concerned about our privacy and the appearance of our posture. I asked him what would anyone think if they saw us like that. Little did I think about how it would be if he spoke to me from that position of his face getting smothered by my stomach. 

He said “Ohh…” 

That warm unexpected ‘ohh’ directly to my stomach had almost made me shriek and moan out of pleasure. That was such an intense moment for me. But he didn’t stop there, and took it as another golden opportunity. From that position he looked both left and right as if anyone was there noticing us. And by that he literally rubbed my stomach left and right with his face completely with opened wet lips. And then he came back to the earlier position which is him facing directly into my stomach, except for this time, his pointy nose entered inside my navel, and then he said “but I guess no one is around.. so don’t worry” 

That friggin tickled me like anything. I flinched back and I almost fell bending backward, but he quickly held me by my back and pulled me towards him and my stomach got pressed to his face again. It was totally getting out of my control. I kept laughing again. I was getting all wet down there, again.

I then thought I had to acknowledge to him about it at least without its sexual undertone. I kept helplessly laughing for a while more and then took all my energy and said that his face was tickling me. Unfortunately (or fortunately) he playfully reacted to it quite unexpectedly.

“You should have thought about it when you decided to wear such kind of attire” he was certainly avenging me for teasing him that day. He then openly started rubbing his face all around my belly to tickle and tease me jokingly. My whole midriff kept trembling out of both my laughter and of course the unbearable tickle and this might have given him more kick in doing it. I begged him not to do that, he kept stopping it for a second or more and then started again rubbing his face all around up, down left and right. That act of teasing and him playing with my anticipation was overtly seducing and I started wetting my panties too. He even used his lips to playfully keep munching and sucking inconspicuously everywhere on my tummy left and right. 

I kept laughing throughout the whole incident and I lost my count of the banging and ended up banging the bell more than 35 times anyhow. We both were laughing and since it kept the mood easy, fun and jovial even though the sexual tension and undercurrent were totally present but we never mentioned or even pretended it to be there, until later that night.