The Taste of Obsession

The storage facility outside Sandeep’s private cabin was small, with dim lighting. Boxes were stacked neatly, leaving just enough room for them to maneuver. Priya stood there,her white lab coat that flowed gracefully over her black churidar styled with a blue denim jeans. Her curly hair framed her face beautifully, with a few strands playfully falling over her cheek, adding a touch of cuteness. Those eyes of hers were like magnets, drawing Sandeep in and holding his attention.

As he held the belt in his hands, he could feel the tension in the air. Sandeep’s body language spoke volumes—hesitation and awkwardness mixed with nervousness. Priya noticed his hesitation, the subtle quiver in his stance, and it sparked a playful confidence in her. She was ready to take charge.

“Come on, Doctor” she said playfully, leaning in slightly. “Let’s get this done quickly. What are you waiting for?”

Sandeep, still caught off guard, took the belt and unhooked its fitting, stretching it out in front of him. Priya watched intently, a smirk playing on her lips.

“Do I need to pull my churidar up a bit so the belt fits better?” she asked. Sandeep was momentarily speechless, his mind racing. “Uh… what…,” he stammered, unsure how to respond.

With a mischievous grin, Priya brought her hands down to the hem of her churidar, gripping the ends. “You know, during palpation, we usually make the belly clear, right?” She paused, watching Sandeep’s reaction, and added playfully, “Should I help with that?”

His breath quickened, heart pounding. As soon as she confirmed that his gaze was fixed on her hands that was holding the hem of the churidar, with a teasing smile, she slowly began to lift the churidar upwards. She locked eyes with Sandeep, making sure he was watching, and began to lift the fabric upwards slowly. As the material moved higher, it crossed over her blue jeans, perfectly aligning with her waistline. Priya maintained a deliberate, teasing pace, ensuring that Sandeep was entranced by the
unfolding scene. Each inch revealed felt like a jolt of electricity coursing through Sandeep’s body. His eyes followed the slow reveal, the creamy skin of her belly making his heart race. He could hardly breathe. Her churidar reached higher, and now, her navel began to come into view—just a shadow at first. Priya continued her slow teasing, moving her top up ever so slightly. The shadowy outline of her navel became clearer, and now, her full navel was visible—a delicate, T-shaped indentation pressed gently by the soft flesh of her belly. The way her skin folded slightly around the sides of her navel making it appear almost round, made it even more beautiful, almost hypnotic. Priya raised her top a little further, just until the fabric reached just below her bra. Her belly is now completely visible.

Sandeep was completely lost in the moment, entranced by her beauty and the alluring reveal before him. His heart raced as he felt the heat of desire wash over him, every nerve in his body alive with the thrill of the encounter. Priya stood there, enjoying his reaction, knowing she had him exactly where she wanted. It was a game for her, and she was winning.

Sandeep then knelt down in front of Priya, a move that caught her completely off guard. She hadn’t expected him to take this step, and the surprise sparked excitement in her. Her eyes followed his every movement as he got a closer look at her exposed belly. The smoothness of her belly now inches from his face. Her navel — it was perfectly centered, a delicate small depression on her soft belly, like a cherry on a perfectly frosted cake. The creamy, smooth surface of her skin only highlighted the depth of her navel, teasing him, pulling his gaze deeper. He felt mesmerized, lost in the depth and allure of her navel.

With a steady hand, Sandeep stretched the belt out, his fingers trembling slightly as he brought it closer to her abdomen. He carefully placed the belt over her belly, aligning it with the zonal markings. His touch was gentle, deliberate, as he wrapped the belt around her waist. He tightened it, securing the knot from both the front and back, making sure it was snug but not uncomfortable. Now, her belly was fully wrapped in the belt.

Sandeep stood up, his eyes shifting towards the monitor. He switched the instrument on, the soft hum filling the small space. Priya stood still, but after a few moments, she could feel something firm pressing against her abdomen. “Doctor… it’s pressing down a bit here,” she said softly, her voice a mix of curiosity and slight discomfort. Sandeep looked at the screen, where real-time data started appearing. The regional mass readings and appendix data were now visible, and he felt a sense of relief wash over him. The earlier tension that had gripped him was now gone, replaced with satisfaction that the test was working perfectly.

After two minutes, he turned the instrument off and let out a small sigh of accomplishment. Priya stood there still waiting to get unwrapped the belt around her waist. “The belt, Dr. Sandeep… I’m still trapped in it,” she teased softly, reminding him. Her churidar top, which she had been holding up, was now tucked into the backside of her waist under her jeans, revealing her bare belly wrapped tightly in the belt.

“Oh, right, right! I completely forgot!” Sandeep stammered, almost embarrassed. He knelt down in front of her again, his hands moving to unhook the back hook of the belt. It came undone with ease. But the front hook was much tighter, nearly impossible to unhook. The mechanism of the belt seemed to have tightened as the device pressed into her skin. Watching Sandeep struggle with the hook, Priya chuckled, her voice playful and light. “You know,” she said with a teasing grin, “maybe you should try using something sharp, like… your teeth?” She giggled, recalling a moment from her past. “I’ve seen my mom do that with my blouse hooks.

The suggestion sending a jolt through his system. He hesitated, his heart pounding faster. But Priya’s soft, encouraging voice calmed him. “It’s okay, really. I just want to get out of this belt.” His breath quickened as he leaned in closer, his face inches away from her smooth belly. The smell of her skin was intoxicating, and the sight of her waist exposed in such proximity was overwhelming. He brought his face closer to the front hook, attempting to bite the hook loose. His lips brushed against the tight belt, the only thing between him and her bare stomach. Sandeep bit down on the metal clasp, attempting to unhook it. The belt was so tight, he couldn’t get a proper grip. Hesitant, his voice barely a whisper, he said, “Priya… could you… pull your belly in?”. Priya complied, taking a deep breath and pulling her stomach inward. Her navel became visible, the tightness of the belt no longer obscuring it. Sandeep’s eyes were drawn to it, transfixed by the deep hollow that seemed to invite him closer. He was so focused that he barely noticed how long he had been working on the hook.

It had been over twenty seconds, and Priya, struggling to keep her breath held, started to feel the strain. She looked down at her stomach, realizing that if she let go, her belly would push forward… right into Sandeep’s face.

She tried to hold it in, but after a minute of struggling to keep still, her lungs burned for air. “Please… finish it quickly,” she begged internally. Priya could feel Sandeep’s breath on her skin. Sandeep finally managed to unhook the belt. As it fell away from her hips, Priya exhaled deeply in relief, her belly moving forward just as Sandeep’s lips were still near her skin. Her navel pressed directly against his lips.

For a second, both of them froze. Priya’s breath came in deep, relieved gasps, and in her moment of release, she forgot that Sandeep’s lips were still on her navel. His lips felt the warmth of her skin, the softness of her plump navel. He didn’t pull away. Instead, almost instinctively, he pressed a soft kiss against her navel. The sensation was electric. Priya looked down just in time to see Sandeep’s tongue dart out, slipping into her navel and swirling around its edges. Her eyes fluttered shut as she moaned softly, her body responding to the unexpected pleasure. His tongue moved deeper, probing inside her navel with slow, deliberate strokes, tasting every inch of her skin.

“hmmmmsssssss…” her hands, almost unconsciously, found their way to Sandeep’s head, pulling him closer, encouraging him.

Sandeep was lost in her. His tongue explored every inch of her navel, swirling deeper, tasting every curve and fold. Priya’s moans became more frequent as the intensity grew. She tried to take a step back, but Sandeep moved with her, his knees dragging across the floor as he stayed attached to her navel, unwilling to break the connection followed her movement, his tongue still working on her navel. His tongue worshipped her navel as if it was possessed under some spell. His hand moved up.

With a firm grip, he placed his hands on her hips, pulling her even closer to him. His tongue dove deeper into her navel, hitting the knot at the very base. He couldn’t swirl his tongue any deeper, so instead, he began rotating his head, letting every part of his taste buds savor her navel. The sensation was maddening for both of them and Priya’s hands found it’s way to his hair, gently pulling him closer to her as he continued to feast on her navel. “Aaaaahhhh mmmm uff” Her soft moans filled the room as the minutes passed, each stroke of his tongue sending waves of pleasure through her body. It was almost too much to bear, but neither of them could stop. For nearly four minutes, Sandeep continued, his tongue dancing inside her navel, tasting, teasing, exploring.

Priya could barely think of anything. Her eyes got completely immersed into her eyelids as she felt the pleasure to be so overwhelming. Her breaths became shallow and her heart started to pound faster. She couldn’t hold back any longer, her moans becoming louder, more desperate, as she massaged his head, pulling him harder and closer to her as she on the verge of an orgasm.

Then, suddenly, a loud ringing sound broke the trance. Sandeep’s phone vibrated on the floor nearby, jolting them both back to reality. Priya quickly stepped back, her chest rising and falling as she gasped for air. Sandeep, still kneeling on the floor, blinked, trying to process what had just happened. His lips tingled, still tasting the saltiness of her navel, and his heart raced. Neither of them knew what to say or do as they slowly came back to reality.

Priya, still in awe, her navel still tingling, glistened with Sandeep’s saliva, looked down at him, unsure of what to say.