He gasped, his head falling back on the cushions, and she smiled knowingly…tenderly…and reached down to caress his face, her wrist bangles chiming softly by his ear…her belly rocking hypnotically before him…navel stretching, pitching…yo…yaww…yo…yaww…oh God, it was the most exquisite sight! Never before had he felt such consuming desire.
She sensed his deep need, and bent to kiss him, belly bending, curving forward as it pulled in…their lips met and tongues entwined…deep inside, her tummy muscles squeezed him gently, rubbed…caressed…
Straightening slightly, she reached over to the small bar-fridge on the floor beside the bed, belly curving over and arcing in a magnificent arching of flesh and smooth skin. He could hear her take something out, the door closed. She straightened up…and he laughed along with her at the sight of a small tub of ice cream. She dipped into it with a spoon, took some, and fed it to him.
He took the gift and closed his eyes. Peaches and cream. Utterly delicious…and soft. She must have set some aside outside the freezer, to soften, for just such a moment as this…
She took a small bit of the ice cream on the spoon again, and this time lowered the spoon…to her navel. The small dab of ice cream filled her navel as she pulled the spoon away, and she reached forward, taking his hand in hers…and pulled him up, as she pitched her body back at the hips…unconsciously fluttering her tummy in desire…while their hips remained locked together in cosmic union…and her breasts jumped and quivered.
He bent forward, his hands behind her sides now, pulling her up toward him, and his lips covered her navel completely. The ice cream was in his mouth again, but his tongue disposed of that, quickly, then plunged into the depths of her belly button, probing, exploring…finding every last vestige of the sweet cream she’d placed there.
Gasping, her eyes rolled back in her head and closed, her body quivering, as his tongue did the most exquisite exploration of her navel she had ever felt before…and her hands unconsciously came up and pulled the golden disks off her nipples…revealing their erect stiffness in her desire. His own fingers found them immediately, and she gasped as he rolled them between his fingers, feeling them grow harder…and her belly sucked inward as she gasped.
Deep inside her tummy, he felt the muscles squeeze him powerfully, and he gasped in reply, lifting his head. She smiled, spooned another small mound of the ice cream into her navel, and then watched as the now-softened cream began melting almost immediately, a small white trail of it coming down the curve of her belly from the navel…
He was on it immediately, taking up all the molten trail and then plunging lips and tongue back onto that delicious navel. She gasped again, this time as his lips closed over the navel and he sucked at it, drawing it upward into his mouth…her belly stretching as her navel went entirely into his mouth, where his tongue speared deeply into the elevated cup of her navel and his lips squeezed and worked at it. She gasped and groaned… “oh my GOD!!!” …and her rhythm to the music broke for the first time as her body began to act of its own volition. The sensations were taking over, and she was finding herself unable to resist the powerful pull of her own desires, now.
He released her navel from his lips as her belly pulled in….in…and she gasped again…as he gasped as well, her innermost belly muscles now gripping and caressing him in powerful waves. He pressed a thumb into her navel and pushed there, pulling an answering gasp from her again, and his hips pushed up as he thrust deep inside her. He could feel the entrance to her womb as he pushed against her, and her gasp was loud and deep.
“Oh GODDDD, Ronnie!” she shook her head from side to side as she felt her innermost gates breached…and acquiesced. She was not as large as other women, and her inner temple smaller…they both felt him now as he pushed inward into her innermost belly’s secret place, and she sobbed with joy and total abandon as she was violated deeply within. “Oh GOD yes…oh my God!” Eyes closed, her belly suddenly sucked in so deeply that her ribs became a shelf above the steep curve of her belly’s inward plunge…he pushed both his thumbs deeply into her navel, and she put one fist to her mouth, biting it as he pushed in deeper. Her hips rocked and writhed beneath him as they felt him enter the depths of her womb…and her entire body shuddered, but most deeply in her belly – an awesome quivering now as the last of her secrets was plumbed.
His hands came up and stroked her breasts again, circling the nipples and then pulling and stretching them, as she moaned, completely penetrated. Now her own hips came up to strike his own, her body calling out its savage need to be violated again, and again. She welcomed him, embraced him, and he felt the rippling waves of her inner muscles squeeze, and relax, squeeze, and relax…
She put her hands to his collarbone on either side of his throat and pushed, coming up off the cushions, and they reversed positions again, and she covered his mouth with her own, her passion full upon her now – a savage lioness, in fierce pursuit of her own quarry. He answered her kiss with his own raging desire, and their tongues met in their own passionate caress.
She broke the kiss, raised her arms and braced them on the headboard above his head, to either side, and there, before his face, the belly again…now glazed with sweat, but moving again, just for him…now a licentious and shamelessly beckoning writhing gripping it. The hips began rocking from side to side again in that complex figure 8, but deep inside, that motion translated into the most awesome strokes and grippings he had ever felt. It was beyond belief. He pitched forward and pushed his face into her belly, kissing the navel…sucking on it…plunging his tongue into her depths again and feeling her belly shudder as she gasped…
The thrusting of her hips intensified, and his own thrustings answered her. She threw her head back, face up toward the ceiling, eyes closed, and yelled in a prolonged moan of agonized desire… “Oh…GODDDDDDDDDDD…oh my GODDDD…” Her head came down and she shook it from side to side, her mouth open, eyes closed, tears leaking from the corners of her eyes and running down her cheeks now, as her body cried, seeking release for the awful desire consuming it. “…oh darling!…” she moaned, “….oh GODDD…..make me cum….oh dear GOD Ronnie, make me cum!….ohhhhh….”
He forced his tongue deeper into her navel as their hips crashed together over and over, and she groaned, her belly pulling inward and curling uncontrollably…a mad, passionate dance of terrible desire and yearning now, as her body struggled with its effort toward a climax. He put both of his thumbs into her navel and pressed…deeper…deeper…and suddenly she froze…her hips pressed tightly against his own, every muscle in her body locked, frozen solid…..her mouth wide open, her eyes clenched shut……he felt a single tear drop from her cheek…to splash on his chest….
Her whole body shuddered deeply, and it was like a cord had been cut somewhere deep inside her, as suddenly wave upon wave of her climax washed over her, and she shrieked…
“OH MY GOD…OH MY GOD…AHHH…AHH—HAAAAAAHHHH!” She laughed, she cried, and deep inside her belly, her innermost muscles clamped down hard on him in a desperate grip…and his own body shuddered and spasmed as he suddenly climaxed in response…and they both felt the warm, wet jets of his own love pouring out of himself and into her…
She hung poised above him, head slowly shaking back and forth, as the ultimate release engulfed both of them…her body bucked…once….twice…three times…four times….as she held her breath in her throat, unable to even scream, as bolts of inner lightning shot through her from crown to toes…and her belly and womb were gripped in the warm whirlpool of orgasm.
She uttered one final soft gasp…and collapsed atop him, her warm breasts pushing against his chest, both their bodies slick with sweat…every muscle in her body trembling with exhaustion. He heard and felt her exhausted breath rasping by his ear…and his hands came up and hugged her body to him, then gently caressed her naked back…loving her…and she sighed….
“God, I love you,” she whispered softly into his ear, unable to move her poor little body, now weak with exhaustion. “I love you so much.” Her hands were in his hair, fingers tousling it gently, and she turned her face to his and kissed his cheek tenderly. “You make me feel so good,” she murmured. He felt her tummy pull inward a little again, against his own. She smiled against his face. “Did you like my little tummy-dance for you?” she asked.
“You are completely beautiful,” he said, kissing her in return. “Where did you learn to do that?”
She smiled again. “My beloved Sultan inspired me to learn it for him,” she said. “I want him to find my tummy the most beautiful in all the world.”
“It IS the most beautiful in all the world,” he said, and his hand went down to caress her flank along the side of her belly. “You are the most beautiful woman in the whole world.”
“And YOU,” she murmured, “are my love.”
The studying that night was on a subject other than Design.