I've got a fetish that is extremely rare. It really turns me on when a woman holds me from behind with her hands kept pulled back into the soft of my stomach extremely tight, so tight it feels like she's squeezing me in half. My S/O is fine with this and she's happy to hold me that way if that's what floats my boat, but she's the only person in meatspace who knows my secret turnon.
My little quirk originally came from getting held on laps that way a lot when I was a kid, blame a couple of older teenage girls in my environment.
My cousin for some unexplained reason always held me on her lap with her hands held back into my stomach a good inch to two inches deep, and it was secretly affecting me in ways nobody (including probably her) ever recognized. She often did this openly right out in front of our family, and nobody ever thought anything of the way she was holding me.
This led me to ask my babysitter to hold me on her lap with her hands sunk into my stomach "just as tight as you can." It was a simple way to keep me entertained and fixed in one place while she watched TV, so whenever she came to babysit she held me that way a lot, and being a big sturdy farmgirl she always held my stomach in EXTREMELY white-hot tight, so mega-ultra-tight I don't think it could possibly have gotten any tighter.
is it normal that i have always been curious about fetishs
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I've got a fetish that is extremely rare. It really turns me on when a woman holds me from behind with her hands kept pulled back into the soft of my stomach extremely tight, so tight it feels like she's squeezing me in half. My S/O is fine with this and she's happy to hold me that way if that's what floats my boat, but she's the only person in meatspace who knows my secret turnon.
My little quirk originally came from getting held on laps that way a lot when I was a kid, blame a couple of older teenage girls in my environment.
My cousin for some unexplained reason always held me on her lap with her hands held back into my stomach a good inch to two inches deep, and it was secretly affecting me in ways nobody (including probably her) ever recognized. She often did this openly right out in front of our family, and nobody ever thought anything of the way she was holding me.
This led me to ask my babysitter to hold me on her lap with her hands sunk into my stomach "just as tight as you can." It was a simple way to keep me entertained and fixed in one place while she watched TV, so whenever she came to babysit she held me that way a lot, and being a big sturdy farmgirl she always held my stomach in EXTREMELY white-hot tight, so mega-ultra-tight I don't think it could possibly have gotten any tighter.