The evening sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating the hall as Subhadra settled onto the sofa and she immersed herself in the latest twists of her favourite soap operas emanating from the television.
Just as she was lost in the drama unfolding on the screen, the sound of doorbell rang through the home, pulling her from the gentle trance of the television. As she opened the door, Krishna stood there with his eyes sparkling with happiness. A smile creased his lips, revealing a dimple that she adored. “What happened?” she asked, her curiosity piqued, knowing full well that Krishna had bought the good news. Krishna rushed inside the house and closed the door behind them.
He straight away placed his right hand over his most favourite spot Subhadra’s naked buttery waist a place he cherished above all else. He felt so soothing and comfy while his fingers sinking into the squishy creamy flesh that filled his palm as his hand glided from her waist to her navel. Just as he was savouring the moment, Subhadra playfully caught his hand.
“Aeeei.. Stop it, just tell me what happened” Subhadra asked a playful glint in her eyes. Krishna drew her nearer, enveloping Subhadra in a warm embrace and dug his face on the crook of her neck and said “Subha…! I got the massive order from the multinational corporation, and the profit is expected to be almost ten times greater than before”
Subhadra felt a surge of joy and she couldn’t resist teasing him “So the deep sniff from my navel finally worked, huh?” Upon hearing this Krishna breaks the hug with that familiar sparkle of mischief in his eyes he knelt in front of her, chuckled “When did it not work? All credits go to your deep navel di my Thoppulkaari” he declared and slid her pallu aside gently, exposing her soft pudgy belly accentuated by the deep round navel adorning the wholesome belly. The way her fluffy lower belly spilled out of the waistline of her saree was literary beckoned him.
“Why do they keep staring so my stomach as if you’ve never seen it before?” asked Subhadra with a shy blush warming her cheeks. Krishna raised an eyebrow and said “There was something captivating about your slightly plump midriff. The curves of the love handles were so irresistible, almost as if they were designed for me to wrap my arms around all the time and right in the middle of that velvety skin there is a navel queen…. Hmm, I’m not sure whether God used a compass to create such a perfectly round navel, and it’s becoming deeper and wider every day, which is why I’m observing it with interest.”
As soon as she heard those words, Subhadra couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “Oh hooo, I know all too… that my belly is quite voluptuous and my thoppul is so deep, and I know you have a fondness for them, it’s yours da. But for that, you don’t have to describe and compliment this much. I feel so shy..!” A subtle blush crept across her cheek before just before she finished her words. Krishna found Subhadra to be cute as well as sexy with that particular expression on her face. In a moment he leaned in and lavished her pulpy belly flesh around her navel with long wet kisses.
Subhadra feels a rush of wildness as his thick moustache and trimmed beard brush against the soft skin around her navel, causing her to let out deep moans.
He held the kiss for a moment longer before pulling back, savouring the warmth of her navel against his mouth. “Eaii Thoppulkaari, get ready we need to celebrate this” he whispered, Subhadra gazed at him, wondering where he was planning to take her, but she chose not to bring it up. “Alright, give me a few minutes,” she said, her cheeks flushing with excitement and a hint of shyness.
With a mischievous grin, Krishna envisioned the fun evening that would centered around her navel. He was eager to witness her shy yet naughty expressions, outside the home. He felt a rush of anticipation, realizing that the true thrill was in seeing her reactions. Nearly after 15 minutes the door creaked open, and Subhadra stepped out in a beautiful georgette saree. As always the waistline of the saree settled it low on her hips. The way the saree hugged her exquisite curves was absolutely captivating. Her creamy midriff was fully on display, and Krishna found it hard to tear his gaze away from her plump folded hip.
Noticing where Krishna’s eyes were glued, Subhadra playfully made a cheeky expression, pulling a layer of her saree around her hips in a way that barely concealed her fleshy folded curves.
With a mischievous tone, she asked, “Shall we go?” Unable to resist her charm, Krishna nodded eagerly in agreement. Once outside, they hopped into the car. Throughout the entire car ride, Subhadra didn’t ask Krishna about their destination. He had decided to keep it a secret, and when he finally pulled up to a grand jewellery store, the surprise unfolded. As the car came to a halt, Subhadra eagerly hopped out, assuming that Krishna was planning to treat her to a beautiful pair of jimikki or perhaps a lovely ring to celebrate the signing of new project.
Krishna and Subhadra strolled into the jewellery store, they were greeted with a friendly atmosphere. As Subhadra had draped her pallu elegantly, managing to cover herself well, but it was hard to ignore how her heavenly boobies were accentuated. The way her blouse fit snugly around her breasts gave the impression of twin melons, drawing attention from the staffs and other peoples over there without her even trying. The way the mangalsutra hung delicately over her bust, draws attention even from the ladies staffs to her, as it jiggles femininely devoid of slight sag.
Subhadra wandered through the glimmering aisles filled with sparkling gems and intricate designs, and suddenly sales women came on front of both Krishna and Subhadra. The moment she laid eyes on the woman, a flicker of recognition sparked within Subhadra, as if she had seen her before. The saleswoman greeted them with a warm smile, saying, “Aunty, do you recall me? It was at the supermarket, and there was that little boy who shouted when he saw your… your…!” She paused, a hint of uncertainty in her voice, as she struggled to explain the awkwardness of the memory.
Subhadra’s mind raced back to that day in the supermarket, where a small child had been utterly astonished out in surprise as he pointed at her exposed huge deep navel. The memory was vivid; she could almost hear the echo of his excitement as he exclaimed to his mother. But now, seeing the saleswoman, the connection became clear. The woman standing before her was indeed the mother of that little boy, and the realization brought a subtle pink spread across her cheeks and Subhadra’s lips curled into a coy smile.
As she smiled the saleswoman, seemed to find comfort in Subhadra’s recognition. Krishna was totally tuned in to what the saleswoman was conveying. Although he was aware of the incident at the supermarket, he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret that he missed the chance to enjoy the moment when the small boy had screamed in surprise at the sight of her huge deep navel’s display. While Krishna glanced at Subhadra, he found her irresistibly cute and sexy, especially with that naughty smile that danced on her lips.
Actually Krishna had a particular fondness for teasing Subhadra about her navel, relishing the playful expressions that would flit across her face in response. Spotting the saleswoman, he felt a spark of inspiration, deciding she would be the perfect person to help him explore his light-hearted fantasy that evening. Just as his mind was racing with thoughts, the saleswoman inquired “What kind of jewellery are you looking for?” Her gaze shifted from Subhadra to Krishna. Seizing the moment, Krishna quickly replied, without a second thought, “Well, we’re looking for a waist chain for her.”
Both Subhadra and the saleswoman gasped slightly at his boldness, but the saleswoman quickly regained her composure and said “sure, the waist chain section was on the first floor”, leading them toward the lift. As they walked, Subhadra pinched his hand and asked, a hint of embarrassment in her voice, “Enangaa, what is this,? Waist chain at this age oh god? What would the lady think of me? I’m feeling so shy!” Her eyes sparkled with a mix of mischief and embarrassment, and Krishna couldn’t help but chuckle.
“What.. age? Have you turned into a grandma?” he urged gently. “Look at your stomach, you are to be blamed for having such a sexy belly and deep thoppul like this. Besides, you know I love seeing your fluffy lower belly with a thick waist chain. It will definitely add to your charm Subha.” He shot her a wink, feeling emboldened Subhadra said “Cheee pongaa!”as her blush deepened.
As three of them entered the elevator and doors slid shut, Subhadra’s cheeks still burned with embarrassment. She tried to shake off the feeling, in a bid to divert her own thoughts, she turned to the saleswoman beside her and asked, “By the way, what is your name?” The woman smiled warmly, “I’m Prema, Aunty.” Subhadra nodded in acknowledgment and continued “How’s your son doing? What’s he studying these days?” Prema responded with a hint of pride in her voice, “My son’s name is Sachin, he’s in pre-school now. He’s quite hyper and a bit mischievous.” Krishna, who had been quietly observing, couldn’t help but chuckle. “Yes, he seems very naughty,” he said, clearly reminiscing about their antics from earlier in the store.
Subhadra stole a stare at him and just then the elevator finally stopped at their floor, Prema stepped out first and walking ahead of both. Subhadra and Krishna stepped out to find the area surprisingly empty. There were only a handful of people around, which gave Subhadra a sense of relief.
The waist chain section was filled with a variety of designs and styles. From delicate, thin waist chains to the ornate Ottiyaanam ornaments typically worn by brides. As Subhadra and Krishna admired the selection, Prema approached another saleswoman at the counter and asked her to show the new waist chain designs available. Subhadra remained quiet, feeling a rush of warmth and shyness causing through her. The saleswoman picked up the landline phone and made a call, and looking at Krishna and Subhadra the saleswomen said, “The belly chain section is locked, and the key would arrive shortly. In the meantime, would you want to look at anything like the navel jewelleries?” Krishna felt excited upon hearing this and thought it would be fun to playfully tease Subhadra with the navel jewellery and he said “Fine, Show some designs”.
The saleswoman fetched a delicate box adorned with intricate designs. “Sir… size? What kind of design do you have in mind?” she inquired, turning her gaze from Krishna to Subhadra, whose embarrassment was evident on her face. Krishna was enjoying himself, urged, “Just take it. It’s for her, you have an idea, right?”. The salesgirl hesitated a little before saying “Actually sir, everyone has a different shaped thoppul…”
With a charming innocence, Krishna responded to the sales women “Doesn’t everyone have a hollow shape?” his playful nature shining through. Prema, who had been observing the conversation, interrupted “Sir what she was trying to say is, every woman has a unique navel shape, some are deep round thoppul and resemble the letter “O” while some others have a wider oval thoppul. There are also thoppul that are shaped like a “T,” and some has horizontally elongated thoppul, while others have narrow vertical variations,” As Prema elaborated on these different navel shapes, Krishna found his mind wandering to thoughts of the sexy navels of his beautiful sister in laws. Also he couldn’t help but think about his younger sister in law Rani, who always wore her saree high on her hips, leaving him curious about what her navel might look like. His imagination ran wild, pondering the different possibilities and shapes that Rani’s navel could take.
Eventually, Krishna snapped back to reality and said “She has a medium size…! Well its deep enough to put a grape in…” Krishna continued, his tone walking the fine line between jests and teasing flirtation. The saleswomen stared at him, blushing a shade deeper. “Oh… what is he describing like this!” the saleswomen mumbled, trying to regain her composure. “Sir, there are both large and small grapes available, which size are you interested in? If you could specify the size you’re looking for, that would be helpful.” Krishna without even thinking a second he said “The medium sized grape, and the depth is up to this spot… ah.. It just keeps going!” Krishna pointed it with his index finger right below the first line. His grin widened as he caught the blush of shyness wash over Subhadra’s face.
Subhadra’s eyes dropped to the floor, her heart racing with a mix of mortification and thrill. “Oh… what would that woman think of me?” she thought, barely daring to meet anyone’s gaze.
Prema’s lips curving into a playful smile as Krishna went on about the depth of Subhadra’s navel. “Show some little bigger size to her,” she said to the saleswomen, like she had seen it before. “What type do you want? Have you done any piercing?” the saleswoman asked, glancing from Krishna to Subhadra, clearly flustered. Subhadra cleared her throat, her cheeks went pink to a hue of crimson. “I… I haven’t done any piercings…,” she stammered. “If that’s the case, I suggest you check out the pluck type.” The woman lifted the lid of the box in front of him, and Krishna pulled out a shiny golden ball. He examined it closely in his hand. “This looks pretty big,” the saleswoman remarked. “I think, it’ll be just fine, won’t it, Subha?” Krishna asked, turning to Subhadra. With a playful gesture, he gently pushed aside the pallu of her saree, showcasing her flawless creamy belly and perfectly round mouthwatering navel, in its full naked glory. The both saleswomen, Prema and other one’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets at the sight.
With a delicate touch, Krishna inserted the golden ball into her navel, causing Subhadra to gasp and instinctively draw her pudgy belly in. As Krishna pushed the jewel deeper, Subhadra let out a soft moan, “AAEEIIIHHH” feeling the cold metal send delightful shivers through her sensitive insides of her navel.
The jewel he plucked inside her navel rested there for a few moments before it slipped down over her saree pleats secured inside her petticoat. Subhadra sensed a huge drop of orgasmic juice trickled down and stained her panties.
Krishna took the ball and handed it to the saleswoman, asking for the next size. With a mischievous grin, the saleswoman quipped, “Sir, this is the largest we have! If you want something bigger, you’ll need to order it specifically for her big thoppul.” She then handed over the largest round ball shaped jewel in the collection. Subhadra’s belly was still fully open, and while there were no men around, few women passing by admired her naked midriff. The saleswoman and Prema were both captivated by the creamy texture of her delicious skin and the delicate contours of her deep perfectly round navel.
Krishna gently placed the golden ball into her navel, making sure it was firmly in place. Subhadra shut her eyes and let out a gentle moan, a response to the exquisite sensation that coursed through her. The golden ball nestled snugly in her navel, as if the golden ball had found its perfect home, resting comfortably in her navel, tailored just for her.
“Ohh wow!” Krishna exclaimed, his eyes shining as his gaze lingering on her plush belly “The jewel looks so perfectly inside your navel”. The golden ball nestled there sparkled as if it held the essence of the sun itself. Behind them, the eyes of the saleswomen glimmered with interest, unable to remove her gaze from Subhadra’s deep navel, adorned with the exquisite jewel.
It was such a striking sight that even the two saleswomen, Prema and the other lady found it hard to look away from from Subhadra’s deep navel, adorned with the exquisite jewel. Subhadra felt a wave of shyness wash over her, her cheeks flushing at the attention. As the moment lingered, Prema chimed “Just make sure that ball doesn’t fall out while you’re walking” she said with a concern in her voice. Krishna always quick with a response asked, “How do you make sure of that?” Prema suggested, “Just take a few steps forward or head down the stairs. No need to use the lift, the steps will do just fine.”
Krishna, sensing Subhadra’s hesitation, took her hand gently. “Come on, Subha. Let’s see if the jewel holds its place.” As they descended the stairs, Subhadra couldn’t shake off an unusual sensation. Even though her saree was definitely not see-through and she had carefully arranged the pleats of her pallu, a wave of shyness washed over her. The thought that the jewel adorning her navel might draw attention, made her feel a bit self-conscious. It was as if she could sense the eyes of the crowd on her, she placed her left hand over the pallu, smoothing it down as if to shield herself from any accidental exposure. But her soft tyre like waist fold remained exposed a bit.
Eyeing on that an older salesman inside the counter with a twinkle in his eyes, couldn’t resist making a cheeky comment to a colleague. “HALWA iduppu,” he stressed the word halwa with a sly grin, His fellow salesman also joined “Just look at the way her belly jiggles! Even if you throw a stone in the pond, you don’t know if it will create a whirlpool like this.!”
Actually Krishna was quietly observing and enjoying the scene around him, naughty glances and open admiration she was receiving. It wasn’t just the men who were captivated, he could also see the envious looks from the women nearby, which only added to his amusement.
The atmosphere in the air-conditioned jewellery was cool, resulting in the golden ball inside her navel as well. The coldness of the ornament contrasted sharply with the warmth blooming between her legs, Subhadra could feel the small wet patch forming against her panties, yet it was an embarrassing, rather than thrilling. Krishna then turned to and asked, “So, does the jewel sit just right in your thoppul?” Subhadra, feeling a wave of shyness wash over her, didn’t respond verbally, but a hint of a naughty smile danced at the edges of her lips. Her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, making her look even more adorable in Krishna’s eyes, especially as she avoided his gaze. With a hint of embarrassment, she hurriedly made her way back to the stairs.
Once she reached the first floor, a woman in staff uniform stepped directly in front of her. “Excuse me, what brings you here?” the woman inquired, her tone slightly accusatory. “We’re here to shop for some jewellery” Krishna replied. The woman smirked, now eyeing Subhadra with a hint of envy. “Hold on a second…” With a swift motion, she whipped out a small scanner, “Before you go upstairs… a little scanning…” waving it in front of Krishna’s chest, then gliding it toward Subhadra. As she positioned the scanner over Subhadra’s stomach, there was a mechanical beep, followed by a high-pitched sound akin to a siren “ke…ke.”
“What sound was that?” Subhadra’s brows knitted in confusion, “Excuse me, ma’am, but this is standard procedure for us. We scan individuals who go upstairs without our staffs.” The woman said in a firm tone and her scanning device beeped again, with urgency this time. In a sudden, bold move, the woman pulled Subhadra’s saree pallu aside, exposing a tantalizing view of her plush belly, highlighted by a golden jewel embedded inside her navel.
The woman was awestruck by the sight in front of her eyes, t was as if she had forgotten her purpose for being there, as her eyes glued to the beauty of Subhadra’s belly and her navel adorned with the golden ball that brought both astonishment and a rush of shyness to Subhadra. “What are you doing?” she exclaimed, her voice laced with indignation and she instinctively pulled her saree pallu back to cover her belly. Krishna, unable to contain his anger any longer, moved forward and grabbed the woman’s wrist, pulling her back toward him. “What is the meaning of this?” he demanded, eyes flashing with fury.
Sensing something was happening there, Prema made her way over to Subhadra, As soon as she got close, it all clicked for her. She quickly pieced together what might have gone down. Prema then explained to the women that she had instructed them to go downstairs to check if the jewellery had fallen. It was at that moment that the woman finally comprehended the unfolding events. “Sorry, sir… really sorry, ma’am,” the woman regret, her gaze flitting from Krishna to Subhadra, understanding now the discomfort she had inadvertently stirred. “Is that why you’re behaving so brazenly?” Subhadra snapped back, “You can’t just go around scanning people like they’re some kind of security threat,” Krishna too said to her in sharp tone. Meanwhile, Prema recognizes the tension between them and steps in to ease the conflict, the tension in the air slowly dissipating. “I didn’t mean to embarrass you. Sorry Mam” the women glanced at Subhadra, her eyes pleading for understanding.
“Ok fine, but you could have asked instead of assuming” Subhadra said, her tone softening just a bit. As the woman received a call on her walkie-talkie, she excused herself and left, and Prema led them to the counter, where the saleswoman inquired, “So, ma’am, does that jewel fit in your thoppul?” Subhadra responded with a shy nod, a mischievous smile dancing on her lips as her gaze flickered towards Krishna,
Noticing her reaction, Krishna decided to seize the moment, he asked the saleswoman, “Can I take it now?” The saleswoman nodded in agreement, As Krishna reached to remove Subhadra’s saree pallu, she quickly interjected, “Hey… I… I’ll take it myself.” She slipped her left hand under her saree pallu, retrieving the jewel with a blend of pride and bashfulness. She placed the golden ball on the counter, Prema then picked it up the golden jewel and felt its warmth, realizing that it had absorbed some of Subhadra’s body heat during the brief moment it was inside her navel.
Looking at Subhadra with a teasing glint in her eye, she remarked in a sarcastic yet light-hearted tone, “Aunty, it’s gotten so hot!” This comment sparked laughter among the three of them, “Alright, so how about we take a look at the waist chain?” the saleswomen asked. Subhadra’s cheeks flushed a rosy hue, momentarily caught off guard and mind raced “Oh, this jewel has already caused me to soak my panties. It hasn’t ended yet” she mused internally, a giddy smile creeping onto her lips and nodded to the saleswomen.
