one thing i love about burping is the anticipation.
it starts when i see you choose a cold soda, crack a white claw or order a huge beer and know i'll eventually hear you burp, even if you try to stifle it under your breath. i'm thinking about burps all the time so i know what to listen for--crisp sparkly burps from hard seltzer after every sip? a big deep belch out of the corner of your mouth after getting halfway through your beer, clearing out space for you to down the other half in one gulp?
then theres later. we're settled in with our drinks but i can see somethings up with you. you look a little uncomfortable and i can tell you're distracted.
i know a burp is coming but not when. we keep talking about something else...but you pause between your words.
it takes a while. i wont rub your belly or pat your back. i cant do anything but wait ...and wait... to see what comes out of you. im being so patient but im biting my lip and moving my hips a little because i know its coming.
when you finally burp its like a lightning bolt to my pussy. that choice you made earlier hits you hard.
you sit up straight and press the top of your belly. you were in the middle of a sentence but now all the attentions on you as you get your gas out. maybe you try to keep talking:
your first small burp. "oh my god, sorry i--" you tuck your chin to belch so it doesnt go right into my face. So misguidedly polite. "It's the carbonation from earlier just," another burp interrupts you, you don't know i've been waiting for this all along. your mouth is open and your lips are so pouty, the perfect shape. a few burps in a row now that the air is moving. you're saying polite things but acting so rudely. you curl up the side of your mouth with effort as your last little burps come out.
all i can do is watch. i'm stunned into silence as its probably the hottest thing ive ever seen. you seem not to notice and stand up to grab another bubbly drink, and the anticipation starts again.
I've seen a few posts this week about bellies in pretty dresses. Like going out to an event, a party, a gala all dressed up. Maybe wearing a tight red ball gown, walking around all evening drinking champagne and eating hors d'oeuvres. Slowly my belly starts bloating, getting rounder under the fabric. My partner looks the same once I run into her again in a less trafficked hallway. She comes up behind me and wraps her arms around me, dragging them down over my belly. With a tight squeeze a burp erupts from me. I cover my mouth, my cheeks flushing red with embarrassment.
"Look you stuffed you are," she says, her own bulging tummy pushing into my back. She jiggles my belly a bit, enough to shake another low burp loose.
"Excuse you," she teases once more. I turn around and meet her, our bellies touching. The pretty beading on her dress stretching mercilessly around her gut.
"You might want to lay off the champagne," I say, grabbing her side. She giggles and follows it with a closed mouth burp.
"I know," she says. *Hic - uurrppp* "God, I'm so gassy. Feel how full my tummy is." She moves my hand to the lower half of her belly. "It's so tight, baby."
"You're such a pig," I tease. "Stuffing your face like this. You're going to rip the seams on this dress."
*Buurrrrpppp* "I know, but it feels so good." She notices my glass of champagne full to the brim. "Why don't you finish this?"
"Now?"
"Yes," she says, guiding it to my lips and tipping it back. "The whole thing."
I swallow the bubbly liquid in two gulps, the carbonation mixing with everything in my belly. *Burrauuuuuppppppppp* "Fuck," I moan. "I don't know how much longer we can stay here. I'm going to stuff myself until I burst."
"I think you should. I want to feel how tight your belly can get. And when we get home later, I'll lay with you and help you rub out all your burps."
"Ughh - uurrrppppp - fuck, that sounds so good." Before I can speak, she presses her lips against mine, swallowing my next belch.
"Drink a few more glasses, baby. I'll find you later."
Video, as promised, of my belly after swallowing 10 Mentos with a can of soda! It felt sooo tight I just had to keep rubbing and get some pressure out 🥵🫧