Story Time! When I met Luce for the first time, part 2!

Hey everyone! Sorry it’s taken a few days to put this together, there’s a fair bit to share so I’m splitting it into 2 parts, there will be one more to come within the next week with mist of the fetishy parts in 💙

In the first part I ran through the story of how Luce and I met. We’d known each other just under 8 months and been in a relationship for 2 when we met IRL for the first time on Halloween 2013. We had gotten to know each other so we’ll in the time we’d known each other and I had certainly never imagined being so open with *anyone* about my fetish, but it was always so easy with her. It still is and I have no doubt it always will be.

Meeting at the station was utterly surreal. After talking online night after night for hours on end, month after month, finally throwing my arms around her and holding her tight was mind blowing! We stood there in the middle of the station, hugging and kissing and shaking like crazy. I’d met a whole lot of people irl that I’d first met online by that point and in total honesty every single time it had been stressful, awkward and hard to cope with. I find it *extremely* hard to talk to people face to face. I was labelled shy and quiet all through my school days but the truth was I was *terrified* of people, still am. As with a lot of things it’s easier online. I find it really hard to connect with people anyway but trying to have a face to face conversation with someone I’d only ever talked to online was always incredibly stressful, I never knew what to say. That didn’t happen with Lucy, not for a second.

We had to stop hugging to head to Starbucks. We were both shaking so hard, not from fear or anxiety which was unusual for the both of us, but from the intensity of it from finally being together. I was terrified we were going to get thrown out of Starbucks because we couldn’t keep our hands off each other, we were constantly kissing and touching and watching the clock until check-in time at the hotel! We paid a trip to the supermarket to pick up some food and drink as well and then set off to get a taxi to the hotel, and one of the most amazing experiences of my life happened along the way.

I’d only been open about my fetish for about 8 or 9 months at that point and it was all still new to me. I had certainly never imagined feeling close enough to anyone to *do* anything fetishy with them. But with Lucy it was different. Before Halloween we’d both talked at length about things we wanted to do and try and I had voiced that I was scared I’d chicken out of doing things like touching her tummy, which I’d been dreaming of doing for soooo long. She promised me she wouldn’t let me chicken out and told me she would make me touch her belly which was a thought that drove me crazy! But the reality was so much better than any of the times I imagined what it would be like.

We queued for a taxi outside the station and gave the driver the address of our hotel, then sat back nervously in the car on the way. We were both desperate just to get there and to enjoy our day together but Lucy had a little treat in mind that was going to distract me big time for the rest of the journey. Out of the blue, when we’d been sat there for a minute or so, she grabbed my hand and pulled it under her Homestuck hoodie where she pressed it against her soft, plump tummy and my entire body freaked out in ways I had NEVER experienced before!

It felt as though the world stopped turning. It felt as though everything around us ceased to exist, except for the smirk on her face and the feeling of her warm, plush belly beneath my fingers. Oh my god, it was the first time in my life I had touched another person’s stomach. My fetish had literally been such a crippling embarrassment to me that I could never have even *imagined* doing that, to *anyone* but now thanks to Lucy making sure I didn’t chicken out I was sat there, in the back of a taxi, with my hand pressed against her growing tummy and I had never, ever been so turned on in my entire life!

I literally don’t remember the rest of the journey. I think I was in too much of a daze, and by the time we got to the hotel I could barely walk because my legs were shaking too hard! I was in such a fuzzy headspace, it felt as though we were in a little bubble of our own as we gripped each other’s hands and made it into the hotel where we checked in quickly and made for the lift. We needed to get to our room and we needed to get there as fast as we possibly could!

I’d never been to the hotel before. In fact, i hadn’t been to many hotels at all and was kind of nervous about the whole place. We travelled up to the first floor and stepped out of the lift, trying to work out which direction to go in. A member of staff asked us our hotel room and I said it was 107, to which he gave the most unusual direction I’ve heard to this day:

“Ahh, it’s down there, just past the cornflakes.”

Confusingly there was, indeed, a box of cornflakes on the floor of the corridor just outside of the room that we were headed to and, laughing at the bizarreness of the obstacle, we headed down the hallway to find our room.

I had never experienced anything in my life like the way we exploded into our room. The intensity of our feelings, our need, it was mind blowing. I was shaking so hard with desperation, every cell of my body was burning and we didn’t even make it to the bed before we found ourselves in a messy heap on the floor on top of a big pile of discarded clothes! And honestly, nothing’s changed in 9 years 😇 ;)

We had just under 24 hours together before Lucy had to go home for the first and final time. Three weeks later we moved in together, after being in each other’s company we couldn’t do the distance thing any more. And during that 24 hours we spent almost all of it in bed. We had food... lots of bread, milk, chocolate and coke.... and the next morning I’d booked an all you can eat full English breakfast too... so i had plenty of opportunity to enjoy stomach-related things. And I’m going to talk about them all in the third and final instalment including laying on the bed while we listened to each other’s tummy noises, filling myself with air, getting covered in melted chocolate and the MASSIVE breakfast I ate the next morning, after which she pulled up my shirt and exposed my stuffed gut for everyone to see :X