She stood before me.My eyes were still glued to her MIDRIFF which was only an elbow length away from my face.I swallowed hard and looked up at her as though still unsure that she was playing some sort of tricks on me.
She smiled down upon me and tenderly took my cheeks on her palms and guided my face gently against her BELLY. She gasped as she felt my face pressing against her belly and closed her eyes,waiting for me to respond. She didn't have to wait long because the very next moment my hands came up sliding up her thighs to her WAIST.I moved aside her SAREE pallu and breathed in the scent of her NAVEL making her shiver.
I gently pressed a kiss and snuggled my FACE into her belly as though relishing in the feel of her soft skin against my face. She was surprised and endeared by my tenderness and began to gently run her hands through my hair.I began kissing...,deep snuggling KISSES that pampered every inch of belly. She was in heaven literally. She closed her EYES and tilted her head back letting the sensations wash over her...
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His eyes drifted down her supine body,lingering sensually on the wedge of pale skin exposed below the hem of her blouse. She must have inadvertently dragged the waistband of her saree lower,because now he could see the hollow of her navel.
He caught his breath as he was fighting the need to spread his hands on her soft skin to feel her warmth.
The curve of her midriff was such a temptation. If he kissed her there,where the indentation of her waist provided a perfect hollow for his lips,would she taste as sweet as he remembered???-
"Hehe, you know, I used to wear BELLYBUTTON shirts a lot when I was your age. My belly looked alot like yours, but your belly button is much SEXIER than mine."
The way Sheela said "sexier" made Tamanna feel a bit turned on.
She became even more AROUSED and even more red-faced when Sheela, still smiling, swiftly stuck her finger right into her NAVEL and wiggled it around.
Tamanna giggled a bit to see Sheela FINGERING her own belly button for a few moments.
Tamanna then lifted up her own SAREE to expose a surprisingly tight MIDRIFF and an inbetweenie belly button.
"Mine's just a small INBETWEENIE," she said as she poked her finger into her own belly button...-
On seeing her bare midriff,he was in complete and utter awe.
Her arms,now raised,had caused her tiny shirt to rise up. The bottom hem,instead of barely reaching her jeans,was not just below her breasts.
Her tan,soft belly was on full display gleaming brightly as it basked in the rising sun.
Her bellybutton(usually a deep circle shape) was taking on a diamond-like appearance as her torso strained to keep up with her stretched arms.
The sun was angled perfectly enough to pierce her dark hole with beams of light.
Every single teasing fold within her bellybutton was illuminated.
Her jeans were conveniently low-rise and exposed a mouthwatering swath of her chubby lower belly as well.
lt was a sight to die for and he couldn't believe his eyes...-
Ria was ushered in by two other women completely covered in black on either side of her, guiding her by the arm as she held a tray with hot samosas and chai in her hand. She stood out incredibly, about 5"6, dressed in a sexy, dazzling red transparent saree, adorned with gold jewelry all over her body. She had pulled her pallu over her face and was looking downwards, so he couldn't see her face. But he could see her body.
And damn, what a body it was. Pornstars would have been envious, she was a fucking bombshell! Since her saree was transparent and hugging her body, he could see her midriff, her enormous cleavage and the outlines of her huge booty and thighs. He couldn't have even imagined a woman more perfect in proportions. Her blouse was straining to hold her tits in. Her back was bare except for the thin string of the blouse, and he loved how smooth it looked. He liked his women plump, soft and jiggly, and he was convinced she was all three. The saree clearly displayed her hourglass figure. He loved that she had a bit of fat on her belly, not so much that it was protruding, but not a perfectly toned midriff either. Her belly button was a lovely innie...-
A woman is considered as creator of life and source of Shakti, hence the bare midriff also symbolizes free flow of cosmic energy...
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She took a breath and watched as he leaned down over her exposed, lumpy belly.
Very lightly, he kissed it.
He kissed the spot beneath her ribs and all the way down to her navel.
He kissed across her lower stomach, that wretched expanse where the stretch marks raked across her skin, then up and down her sides.
He kissed every inch of her horrible flesh with a tenderness so great and loving, and all the while, her eyes stayed clenched tight.
'I am loved,' a voice inside her declared...-
The saree was never designed to be decent,dignified or modest,as per today's societal standards. It was designed to be an all-out tease. The midriff,the navel and the back were meant to be exposed. The navel especially was meant to be flaunted and attract attention. The navel was to be displayed proudly as it was symbolic of Lord Vishnu's navel which was the source of all life,fertility and creativity...
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The rage you exhibit
When you clutch yours tresess high
Exposing your bare midriff
And those curves to die
I watch you agape
Not missing a second of your glimpse
When appear in the balcony
Like a red moon
Blazing the night...-
She walks into the hotel in everyday denims and a shirt, with her hair in curlers.
Twenty minutes later, she's changed into a gilt blouse and a glitter-lit sari, both held up by sheer willpower. She strikes a pose with ease, checks the photographer's viewfinder, deletes what she doesn't want and selects what she does.
She has a 26-inch midriff to die for and she doesn't mind that it's on display in a photo shoot.
According to her, in showing off cleavage, chances are you might end up looking "indecent".
But that isn't the case with the NAVEL.
It's sexy in a very natural way...-