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WARNING: IF YOU'RE OFFENDED BY ANY SEQUENCE, PLEASE DO NOT READ THE STORY. IF BISEXUALITY OFFENDS YOU, THEN TOO, PLEASE DON'T READ THE STORY. I'VE HAD ENOUGH HATE MESSAGES FOR NOW. PLEASE UNDERSTAND, A LOT OF THOUGHT AND PATIENCE GOES INTO WRITING MEANINGFUL CONTENT. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ, THEN PLEASE DON'T, NO ONE'S FORCING YOU TO.
REST, I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING.
THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT!
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Clarisse approched her slowly, crossing her arms to her chest, she said,"Heard what occured to you yesterday. Are you fine now?" "Yeah, it's healed now", Evelyn said. "Then.....", Clarisse started and placed her hand on Evelyn's sexy waist.
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Evelyn smirked, knowing what was going to occur at the very moment. Taria saw this, internally smiling.
Clarisse caressed her lower belly gently, gradually moving upwards towards her deep innie. Evelyn slowly proceeded to move backwards so as to lean against some solid support whilst getting her navel enjoyed. Clarisse's fingers lightly grazed her navel, making her squirm.
"Enjoying much, sweetheart?", Clarisse said and pushed Evelyn against the mirror table. Evelyn, now satisfied with the position she was in, arched her back, making her belly a sexy concave shaped and giving Clarisse a proper view of her navel. Clarisse removed her fake bellybutton piercing and set it aside, now having a complete access to Evelyn's deep innie.
She circled Evelyn's bellybutton with her finger, as if massaging her, and then pressed her finger into her navel, digging inside her innie with her long perfectly manicured nail. Evelyn bit her lip, enjoying the erotic torment.
Clarisse's nail reached her navel base, still digging into the depths of Evelyn's sexy button. She attempted to penetrate Evelyn's navel with her nail, scratching roughly at her bellybutton base. A moan escaped Evelyn's mouth, encouraging Clarisse to dig into that naughty navel more and more. She pulled out her finger and bent down towards Evelyn's bellybutton. Placing her lips at her navel, Clarisse stuck her tongue into Evelyn's innie. She swirled her tongue inside her navel, relishing it's sweet taste. Pleasure never ceased to pulse through Evelyn's body which was enduring her navel's torment.
Removing her mouth from Evelyn's bellybutton, Clarisse took a tissue paper and rubbed at her navel roughly. Evelyn's navel, now a bright pink colour, was completely dried up and not a trace of saliva was left but, Clarisse's torment did not stop here.
She got hold of a fine line makeup brush, which had a very tapering end and started tracing around Evelyn's bellybutton. She slowly poked her belly, making Evelyn bit her lip harder, plessure coursing through her body.
Clarisse pressed the brush into her navel, twisting it around till it reached the tender base of her innie. Applying more pressure, Clarisse kept pressing the tapering end further and further till it could not move anymore. She twisted the brush clockwise and anticlockwise simultaneously, causing Evelyn to cry out in sheer pleasure.
The painful pleasure aroused Evelyn more, making goosebumps rise all over her body. Clarisse smirked as she mercilessly pressed the end further alongwith twisting it inside Evelyn's navel when the club manager came bustling near the girls' room to announce the arrival of guests.
Clarisse stopped her torment, pulling out the fine brush and lightly massaging Evelyn's bellybutton with her finger. Evelyn turned to face the mirror, only to find her bellybutton now a deeper red colour. She sighed to herself as the familiar warmth pooled in her lower belly and tingles of pleasure still reverberating through her womanhoon. She clipped back the fake bellybutton ring to her now tender, raw navel and sat down, finishing her makeup, for now she had to present her bellydance infront of the audience after her painfully pleasurable bellybutton play.
"Don't think you're safe now, E", Clarisse said, playfully pinching the side of her flat belly.
Evelyn took her stance and was ready to enter the dance hall, when she looked back towards Clarisse and said, "hope you have more on your mind, Clar", winking in her direction and stepping out into the hall, as graceful as a peacock.

Description
WARNING: IF YOU'RE OFFENDED BY ANY SEQUENCE, PLEASE DO NOT READ THE STORY. IF BISEXUALITY OFFENDS YOU, THEN TOO, PLEASE DON'T READ THE STORY. I'VE HAD ENOUGH HATE MESSAGES FOR NOW. PLEASE UNDERSTAND, A LOT OF THOUGHT AND PATIENCE GOES INTO WRITING MEANINGFUL CONTENT. IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ, THEN PLEASE DON'T, NO ONE'S FORCING YOU TO.
REST, I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING.
THANKS FOR THE SUPPORT!
.............................................................................................
Clarisse approched her slowly, crossing her arms to her chest, she said,"Heard what occured to you yesterday. Are you fine now?" "Yeah, it's healed now", Evelyn said. "Then.....", Clarisse started and placed her hand on Evelyn's sexy waist.
.........................
Evelyn smirked, knowing what was going to occur at the very moment. Taria saw this, internally smiling.
Clarisse caressed her lower belly gently, gradually moving upwards towards her deep innie. Evelyn slowly proceeded to move backwards so as to lean against some solid support whilst getting her navel enjoyed. Clarisse's fingers lightly grazed her navel, making her squirm.
"Enjoying much, sweetheart?", Clarisse said and pushed Evelyn against the mirror table. Evelyn, now satisfied with the position she was in, arched her back, making her belly a sexy concave shaped and giving Clarisse a proper view of her navel. Clarisse removed her fake bellybutton piercing and set it aside, now having a complete access to Evelyn's deep innie.
She circled Evelyn's bellybutton with her finger, as if massaging her, and then pressed her finger into her navel, digging inside her innie with her long perfectly manicured nail. Evelyn bit her lip, enjoying the erotic torment.
Clarisse's nail reached her navel base, still digging into the depths of Evelyn's sexy button. She attempted to penetrate Evelyn's navel with her nail, scratching roughly at her bellybutton base. A moan escaped Evelyn's mouth, encouraging Clarisse to dig into that naughty navel more and more. She pulled out her finger and bent down towards Evelyn's bellybutton. Placing her lips at her navel, Clarisse stuck her tongue into Evelyn's innie. She swirled her tongue inside her navel, relishing it's sweet taste. Pleasure never ceased to pulse through Evelyn's body which was enduring her navel's torment.
Removing her mouth from Evelyn's bellybutton, Clarisse took a tissue paper and rubbed at her navel roughly. Evelyn's navel, now a bright pink colour, was completely dried up and not a trace of saliva was left but, Clarisse's torment did not stop here.
She got hold of a fine line makeup brush, which had a very tapering end and started tracing around Evelyn's bellybutton. She slowly poked her belly, making Evelyn bit her lip harder, plessure coursing through her body.
Clarisse pressed the brush into her navel, twisting it around till it reached the tender base of her innie. Applying more pressure, Clarisse kept pressing the tapering end further and further till it could not move anymore. She twisted the brush clockwise and anticlockwise simultaneously, causing Evelyn to cry out in sheer pleasure.
The painful pleasure aroused Evelyn more, making goosebumps rise all over her body. Clarisse smirked as she mercilessly pressed the end further alongwith twisting it inside Evelyn's navel when the club manager came bustling near the girls' room to announce the arrival of guests.
Clarisse stopped her torment, pulling out the fine brush and lightly massaging Evelyn's bellybutton with her finger. Evelyn turned to face the mirror, only to find her bellybutton now a deeper red colour. She sighed to herself as the familiar warmth pooled in her lower belly and tingles of pleasure still reverberating through her womanhoon. She clipped back the fake bellybutton ring to her now tender, raw navel and sat down, finishing her makeup, for now she had to present her bellydance infront of the audience after her painfully pleasurable bellybutton play.
"Don't think you're safe now, E", Clarisse said, playfully pinching the side of her flat belly.
Evelyn took her stance and was ready to enter the dance hall, when she looked back towards Clarisse and said, "hope you have more on your mind, Clar", winking in her direction and stepping out into the hall, as graceful as a peacock.