The beginning of the journey

The sun broke through the window panes of the bedroom, casting a warm golden hue across the room. Sumathi stirred in her sleep, feeling a comforting weight resting upon her belly. As her eyes fluttered open, she looked down to see her lovely son Rishi who was in his mid-teen blissfully asleep with his head nestled against her wide expanse of her creamy belly as if it were the most softest pillow in the world.

A faint blush crept across her cheek as she recalled her son’s naughty antics over her last night. She ruffled his hair with much affectionate, and slowly she moved his head away and tried to rise. She felt his arms encircle her belly again, pulling her back gently, as if he were a sleepy child reluctant to let go of his favourite toy. She couldn’t help but giggle at the sight, finding him irresistibly cute in his half-awake state. Sumathi slowly lifted his head and slowly freed herself from Rishi’s drowsy grip, tiptoeing out of bed and quietly making her way to the bathroom. She swiftly completed her bathing ritual and she slipped into her petticoat and a comfy saree and blouse, the usual attire for a day at home. Realizing how late it was, she hurried to the kitchen to brew some hot coffee and whip up for breakfast.

Sumathi is a ripe beautiful mother and homemaker in her mid-forties, with white silky complexion. She is somewhat fleshier on the curves and slightly plump around her midriff, the type Indian men go crazy for. Sumathi always used to wrap sarees low on her white satiny belly blowing her hot navel. This practice began only after she married her husband Kumar, who has a particular fondness for navels and always insisted on seeing her in it.

In addition, her midriff was a sight to behold, it protruded out just enough to give her a sexy paunch that remains unblemished by time. With a cute of fold of extra fat softly hugging her waist, and her deep round navel nestled right in the middle of her fair fleshy belly, looks more wider and deeper with all the fat she had gained around it.

The soft hum of her favourite old Tamil song played in the background, complementing the rhythmic motions of Sumathi as she skilfully mixed the dough for dosa. Meanwhile Rishi who had awoken to the absence of his mom’s velvety belly against his face, unable to drift back to sleep. The absence of her soothing warmth urged him to get up and make his way to the kitchen. As he stepped through the doorway, his gaze fell upon his mom. Rishi leaned against the doorframe, his gaze lingering on his mom’s voluptuous form.

Her bodacious pumpkin ass protruding out of her saree was a sight to die for. Her creamy folds on her plump waist were belly was enticingly exposed and Rishi could not stop ogling at her. Also the back of the blouse had a deep U-cut so that her exposed fair skinned flawless back glistened with tiny droplets of water from her hair as she had tied a towel around her hair. This leads him to act impulsively.

“Good morning Mommy” he smothered her from behind. Sumathi startled at first, but a smile crept onto her lips, but before she could respond, Rishi was upon her, wrapping his hands completely encircled her fleshy waist and kept his chin over her shoulder.

This isn’t how Rishi typically greets his mom, Sumathi. This is all because his dad, Kumar, has been out of town for the last couple of days, and today, Rishi is heading to his older sister Laya’s house, where she lives after getting married, to attend a crash course nearby. Rishi has always had a fascination with midriffs and navels, and to him, his mom is the most beautiful woman in the world. Even from his young age, he was fascinated by the sight of her huge navel, when the pallu of her saree shifted or when she was busy with household chores, which appeared so inviting and charming to him. He was unaware of the sexual aspect of his thoughts and just found the sight beautiful. 

Sumathi observed that even as a child, Rishi’s gaze often wandered to the gap between her saree pallu, and she couldn’t help but smile, thinking he must have inherited this trait from his father.

As he entered his teenage years, his desire for his mom’s yummy midriff grew stronger, and he began to touch her hip under the pretence of helping her, but only when his dad and sister Laya weren’t around. Sumathi hardly paid any attention to his gentle touches on her naked hip, in fact, she didn’t notice them at all. He would engage in such activities whenever his dad was away on business, but he made sure to only do it when his sister was either out or occupied in her room.

Actually Laya was eight years older than Rishi, and he knew his desires would only come true once she got married and moved out. Eventually, Laya got married while Rishi was just fifteen, and that’s Rishi began to explore his newfound freedom in the absence of his father. He started playfully pinching his mom’s ripe folded hip whenever she would tease him,

Also He playfully tickles her belly sides, and Sumathi beams with laughter since she’s quite sensitive there.

Sumathi initially thought of it as a childlike curiosity, but as days went by, Rishi grew bolder that he would sometimes grab a handful of her fluffy belly flesh in a gesture of pinching.

Also he would often spend a solid 10 to 20 seconds squeezing and caressing at her belly, all in the name of tickling.

While all of this was going on, one of his biggest wishes remained unfulfilled; enjoying his mom’s navel. During this time, his monthly test results came in and his dad Kumar noticed that Rishi had slipped from his usual top rank for the past two months, which led to a scolding. Rishi was typically an excellent student and the class topper so his dad’s disappointment hit hard, making Rishi feel down. But his mom Sumathi stepped in to comfort him and help him with his studies. However, Rishi’s mischievous side kicked in, and he asked for a special gift if he reclaimed his top spot, which Sumathi agreed too, and after working hard, he managed to reclaim his top rank.

He then eagerly awaited his father’s departure for a business trip to reveal his wish. When the moment came, he told Sumathi that he wanted kheer payas, and she happily agreed to make it for him. But when she brought it to his room in a bowl, Rishi surprised her by saying he didn’t want to eat from the bowl, Instead, he jokingly suggested he wanted to taste it directly from her belly, referencing a video where a hero was tasting honey from a heroine’s navel. Sumathi, taken aback by his naughty request, firmly shook her head and said a big NO, but Rishi wasn’t ready to back down just yet.

He just laid her on bed, and moved her saree over her belly and revealed his mom’s delicious navel. He poured the bowl of kheer onto her navel, creating a messy but amusing scene.

“HEY BOY WHAT U DID UI MAA, NOOOO CHEEE” Sumathi resisted and trying to squirm away from the sticky situation. As the kheer dripped and pooled around her soft belly, he leaned down and began to lick her belly as he savored the kheer, and Rishi could hear his mom’s moans with each slurp.

He deep tongued her navel and sucked such that, savoring every bit of the kheer from her navel. He could feel his mom’s hands gently gliding over his head, fingers weaving through his hair, while she let out soft moans of pleasure. “AAEEEEIIII CHEEEEEE… UUFFFOOO NAAAHHH”

Once he finished eating, Sumathi got up from the bed gave his cheek a playful pinch and said “Cheeee you naughty boy” and then giggled as she left the room.

Sumathi began to comply with his pleas from that day on. Very often Rishi and Sumathi slept together whenever his father was in business trip and right through the night, he would plant a series of wet kisses all around her belly, concentrating on the area around her navel. He would nibble, lick and blow into that juicy navel, showering all his affection into its enticing depth, causing her to groans and wiggle.

And these kinds of his prolonged, passionate navel and belly worship caused Sumathi to experience intense orgasms solely through navel stimulation.

Back to the present moment, Rishi who was smothered his mom from behind gently nibbled on her earlobes. The unexpected sensation made her let out a soft moan, “AAHHH,” a sound that echoed the playful intimacy of the moment. With a teasing tone, he asked, “Hey Mommy, what’s with the saree? Didn’t you say you’d only in blouse and petticoat until I leave? Sumathi turned her head slightly, a playful glint sparkling in her eyes. “Over the last couple of days, you’ve not only restricted me from wearing the saree, but has also made it impossible for me to even run my fingers over it, you little boy, aren’t you?” she replied, her voice laced with mock indignation. A smile crept across her face as she added, “Even your dad has never been this controlling with me.”

Rishi, feeling a bit exasperated by her teasing, reminded her, “Mom, didn’t I’m moving to Laya’s house for a crash course for a month and a half. I already mentioned to Dad about that I wanted to learn from here, but he insisted that the coaching there would be better, so he got me enrolled.” His voice carried a hint of frustration, the weight of impending change pressing down on him. Sumathi, sensing his tension, tried to ease the mood. “And for that, you kept me cooped up in the bedroom for two whole days! You ordered gulab jamun, rasmalai, and mango kheer through Zomato and Swiggy, and you lavishly piled these sweet delicacies in my navel, and you enjoyed all those liquid desserts directly from my belly. Then, you spooned me the same treats. Seriously, where does this kind of thing even happen?” Her laughter rang out, a melodic sound that filled the room with warmth.

“Mommy…! You know, this is what love tastes like,” Rishi quipped, Sumathi rolled her eyes, but the smile didn’t leave her face “Hanh haa.. The syrupy gulab jamun and the creamy rasmalai pooled in my belly, then the mango kheer uffoo” Sumathi sighed and continued “As you emptied the container it began to trickle down onto my petticoat, and just before it could reach, you quickly licked up the creamy trail”. With a childlike innocence, Rishi chimed in, “But Mom, I’m being honest! Your belly is the creamiest and your navel is the sweetest of all the desserts!” His eyes sparkled with mischief as he playfully slipped his hand under her saree pallu, Sumathi, caught off guard. She playfully swatted his hand away,

Chuckling as she said, “Alright, enough of that! Go take a bath now!” She nudged him toward the bathroom. Rishi finished his bath and got ready with his new clothes. He noticed his bag was all packed up nicely, that his mom had been ensuring he had everything he needed, from clothes to essentials. As he go through the last few items, he stumbled upon a container that held the remnants of mango kheer. He could almost hear her soft naughty moans echoing in the room as he savoured this from her belly.

There’s this strong urge to taste her navel before he heads out. But as he glanced at the clock, just two hours remained before his bus departure, and he knew his mom Sumathi would never allow him to act on his impulses. As Rishi stepped out of the room, Sumathi quickly laid out the breakfast on the table. While she served the food, she noticed Rishi’s gaze lingering on her midriff repeatedly. Without wasting any time, Rishi dove into his meal, finishing it in less than five minutes with a few big gulps.

While Sumathi was clearing the plates, Rishi turned to her and asked, “Mom, do you remember how many times you cumm….” leaving the question unfinished as he noticed a slight furrow in his mother’s brow, on him and he continued “You felt satisfied mom?” Sumathi shot him a stern look. “Don’t I always tell you not to ask me such questions?” she replied, trying to keep a serious tone but failing to hide the grin that was about to emerge.

Rishi undeterred, “Actually, I’ve been keeping count over the past two day’s mom, and it’s been nine times!” He watched as Sumathi’s expression shifted to surprise “No, no, Rishi, It was only eight.” With a cheeky grin, Rishi said “Well, someone mentioned they hadn’t counted properly,” in teasing tone. This caused Sumathi to close her eyes using her hand as blush creeping into her cheeks, while she tried to maintain her composure.

“Don’t forget that early morning session at four o’clock; that definitely counts as nine!” he added, adopting a mock-serious expression he continued “Mom, I really need to round it up to ten before I leave.” Sumathi’s eyes widened in, as she knows where he is coming to, her hands flying to her hips as she exclaimed, “No, Rishi! Time is running out; you’re going to miss the bus, and I won’t let that happen!” Although she spoke with concern, there was a twinkle in her eye it said she was enjoying the discussion.

Just as she was about to finish her sentence, Rishi gently placed his index finger on her lips, “Shhhh,” he whispered, and said “Mom, you know I can even wrap it up in less than 10 minutes, don’t you?” Before Sumathi could respond, he suddenly knelt in front of her and moved the saree pallu aside, revealing her voluptuous creamy belly and deep wide navel.

Rishi didn’t waste even a second as he grabbed her fleshy hips by both hands and sunked his face deep into her creamy belly and rubs his face around her satiny belly, feeling its heavenly softness against his face

 “AAAEEEEIIiiii… NOOOO” Sumathi gasped with her eyes closed.

He started showering her with deep snuggling kisses that pampered her most sensitive area around her navel. That caused her fleshy belly quaked uncontrollably with the stimulation.

Rishi then softly parted his lips to encircle her navel, and throbs his tongue inside her deep navel, as it was invading and conquering the deepness of her navel.

Sumathi tilted her head back and let out a fully aroused moan “AAAAAHHHHHH…!!”

His mom held on to his head for support as her legs threatened to collapse under her. Seizing the moment, Rishi shifted his hands from her fluffy waist he had been kneading and let his hands around her and squeezed her meaty voluptuous ass a little tighter.

Waves upon waves of pleasure surged through her body as Rishi’s tongue caressed every nook and corner of his mom’s navel. Sumathi couldn’t take it anymore, making her body shudder in pleasure.

She squealed “AH RISHI… IT’S… HAPPENINGGG… AAAHHHHHH…” Upon hearing this, Rishi throbs his tongue deeper into her navel, with more wild and animalistic intensity to explore and tease the pleasure points of the insides of her navel. She clutched her son’s head hard into her belly and with a loud yell AAAAAHHHHHH UUFFFFF!!! Sumathi shuddered a huge orgasm.

As the waves of her orgasm began to fade, Sumathi gradually released her hold on his hair and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes became heavy lidded and a rosy sheen spread all over her face. Rishi remained on his knees, holding her bodacious ass to help her maintain her balance. Sumathi glanced down at him, feeling a rush of shyness wash over her she hissed “pest” at her son, and gave his cheek a light pat.

He took a quick look at the wall clock and noticed that only seven minutes had passed. Turning to his mom, he asked, “Did I make it up in ten minutes, like I promised?” Sumathi looked at him with a mischievous yet serious expression, her voice carrying a mix of mischief and strictness. “My dear son, you’re keeping your word, but I can’t help but notice your hands wandering from my stomach to other areas. What’s that all about?” she teased, raising an eyebrow as she continued, “Over the last couple of days, while your lips have been focused on my belly and navel, I’ve definitely caught your hands pushing the boundaries a bit.”

“Ahh mom… It’s just… I’m getting lost… the moment….” Rishi was searching for the right words. As Sumathi crossed her arms like a teacher before him, her pallu moved a bit to reveal her right side blouse covered huge boob and his eyes dropped there.

Noticing his wandering eyes, Sumathi couldn’t help but chuckle softly, as she pulled the saree to cover her bosom “You naughty boy, even your eyes just can’t help themselves,” she said and picked up the plates and headed to the kitchen, leaving Rishi with a grin on his face.

When it was time for the bus, Rishi arrived with his bag slung over his shoulder. Sumathi was there to send him off, and he looked up at her with a playful grin. “Mommy, make sure you take care of yourself, “If Dad ever suggests you to lose weight, just remember not to lose this” and strolled his fingers on her naked plump waist and gave a nice pinch. “OOUUCHH” uttered Sumathi with a smile.

Rishi chimed in, “Or mommy, you could just gain a few pounds like Subhadra aunty, and then you’d have those two yummy folds at your waist and will get a chella thoppai (sexy belly) just like her” As soon as Sumathi heard this, she playfully lifted her hand as if she was going to swat him. Rishi took a step back, grinning at her reaction, he continued “It would have been better if dad had  enrol in a place closer to Subhadra Aunty’s home rather than near Laya’s, if only I had been there…. I..wou…” before he completes, Sumathi jumped in “Hey, she’s my elder sister mind it, and just because you gave her some nice pinch on her waist folds a couple of times doesn’t mean she’ll just go along with everything like I do.” Sumathi’s tone was playful yet firm” You can’t assume that she’ll be as easy going as me. And more over Uncle isn’t going to be away for business trips every other week like your father does. He won’t be gone as frequently, so don’t get your hopes up.”

Rishi responded with a cheeky grin “Somehow, even if uncle goes on a business trip occasionally, that’s more than enough for me.” Sumathi playfully lifted her hand as if to swat him again, “Just keep that tail of yours all curled up,” she said, and with that, Rishi waved goodbye and headed out.