A guide on telling your partner about your kink! Inspired by posts I've seen where people say "I wish I could tell them" or "I want someone who..."
I've successfully told several partners about this kink, and I've been pleasantly surprised each time. It's lovely to not need to keep this a secret from my husband, and it feels super amazing when he indulges me. My hope is that maybe this can help others let their partners know!
Half of it is building up the courage.
Know that if they are a good person, and a good person for you, they won't make fun of you or belittle you. Everyone has things that turn them on, and you are no different! There is nothing wrong with you.
Think of it from your perspective. If they told you about a kink they have, even if you didn't share it, would you shame them? Your reaction was likely "Of course not!!!" Unless they are human garbage, they're likely gonna be fine with it, even if they think it's a little weird.
Be OK with them not sharing your kink. A lot of kink stories have the characters sharing in the kink, but that isn't necessarily going to happen. If it DOES happen, that's fantastic!
Revealing the kink itself
CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT. If it makes them uncomfortable, triggers them, they tell you no, etc. DROP IT. A good green light to know if you're good to proceed is if they ask you more about it or say something like "that doesn't do it for me, but..." and indicate that they are OK with it otherwise.
It can be easier to do in a broader conversation about what pleases you both and turns you both on. Just dropping the kink on them can be jarring! Invite them to share their kinks as well. There's even an app out there called XConfessions where you both indicate kinks you have, and the app only shows you both the mutual kinks you have. However, this can open the door to y'all saying "Is there anything you want to try that we don't share?" Extend the grace you hope to receive when you tell them.
You can hint at it first before stating it outright by saying things like "I love your body" and being sure to let them know you appreciate them from the way they feel to the way they sound. I've had success going "I even love the way your body feels and sounds--your tummy noises turn me on, actually," and going from there.
Telling about kinks as an experience of closeness, comfort, and involving all senses can help it feel more logical to you and reduce shame. I found this helpful when leading up to talking about my bellyache kink--providing comfort and closeness while leaning into some of the S&M aspects of it helped my husband to understand.
Start with the tamer kinks, or tamer aspects of the kink first, and build up to what you feel are less accepted ones over time. This kinda goes with #2!
Be OK with this taking some time. ā„ļø
CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT CONSENT
My kinks that I've revealed are (in order of my perceived intensity and revealing to partners) bellies, belly noises, hunger, stuffing, bellyaches. Those of you who are into vore, epructo, emeto, etc please feel free to chime in with tips!
I hope this helps anyone who needs it ā„ļø
honestly I am a bit of an exhibitionist and one of the things that's fun about this kink is that I can do horny things in front of other people without anyone knowing. I can go to a restaurant wearing a shirt that's too small and eat until I'm stuffed. I can belch out loud in front of my housemates. I can lean back in my chair and rub my belly after dinner with friends and say, "ohh my god I ate way too much."
none of them know that it gets me off. and probably, none of them will ever know. but that's kinda what makes it fun! because what if one of them is secretly into it? what if someone tries not to blush every time I burp? what if someone out there thinks about my belly when they're alone at night? ohh my god it's so much fun.
Not enough talk about how having a bad cold can wreck your digestive system to hell. I'm both too hungry and too sick, and I can feel my lower belly swelling with excess gas damn near constantly. It all feels so fucking gross.
nah this happened to me for the past two weeks,,, i lost my voice because of the worst sore throat iāve ever had, but god were my guts fucked up. i was so bloated every day, like soo full of gas that it just hurt. every time i moved, i couldnāt help the burps that just forced themselves up and i could barely even use the bathroom, save for all the gas that was literally just never ending. typical, the beginning and end of those weeks, the exact opposite then happened and i kept having to get back to a toilet multiple times in a day, but like why was my belly rock fucking hard? it was so heavy and it ached so bad i couldnāt even think straight. yeah i was so wet everyday but god am i glad that i managed to calm it down. ughhhh what the hella
bit faint thinking about this rn. i went away on the weekend with two of my friends for a bird survey in a rural part of my state, and we shared a room between the three of us. long story short, weāre all having a big cuddle after a long morning of surveying before we head to a bit of a gatho / bbq night at the property of one of the organisers.
iām in the middle, and weāre already all over each other, half asleep. one of my friends just grabs my hand and puts it on their exposed belly,, and iām like āoh! tummy so soft!ā. they respond with a little sound which i interpret as permission to rub. (so iām rubbing their tummy in gentle circles, mostly above their left hip and occasionally around their belly button or across the flat of their lower belly, and they literally just fall asleep.
while iām doing that, my friend on the other side starts stroking my hair and man, when i say i melted into a puddleā¦
when we got back, maybe 10:30 or so, weāre all so fucking tired that we all collapse in bed together againā¦same friend as before asks for tummy rubs and iām like āof fucking course babeā. ough man they are so soft. this person genuinely doesnāt pay attention to clothes, so iāve been treated to a lot of cropped tops and low waisted shorts, which means. the cutest muffin top known to manā¦
later on, for some reason weāre discussing our digestive problems, and i bring up the fact that my girlfriend often has stomach aches / indigestion so i often give her belly rubsā¦my friend gets this look of dawning comprehension and then says āoh my god, so thatās why youāre sooo good at tummy rubs!ā
iām not ashamed to admit how pleased i was with that complimentā¦ughh what a sweetheart honestly
in a project meeting with our host org supervisor and my friend has just finished their iced coffee. not even five minutes passes and they start muffling these insane closed-mouth burpsā¦boy they are not subtle.
i know theyāre not lactose intolerant but i guess they drank that thing real fast because they do not stop, just sitting there, nonchalant as anything, letting these deep burps rumble in their throat. iām sitting next to them and i can definitely hear them, and the project supervisor is on their other side, so iām like. 1000% sure sheās able to hear all these too.
highlight is while someone else is talking, they genuinely stop typing up the meeting minutes, thump their chest and then go back to typing as this deep belch is worked up and gurgles wetly in their throatā¦like it was looong.
and they keep this shit up for the whole two hour meetingā¦iām doing a very good job at ignoring itā¦even when they literally sit back in the chair and press on their belly to work up some more burps, still closed-mouth of course.
i cannot even begin to imagine being this shameless in public. thank god my friends are freaks i guessā¦
so I chugged the whole la croix without burping once. But then I didnāt feel like I wanted to burp at all and felt super nauseous. I took a big risk standing up and boy HOWDY am I glad I did!!!
Hey, Iām not gonna offer up real humans for fetish content, but if you were to go to the platform of your choice and search āK-pop idols burping on liveā I donāt know what I could do to stop you
Fair warning, this is going to be of interest to 3 people and I'm 2 of them.
Vowels
Produced by unimpeded airflow through the vocal tract, which is why they tend to form the middle of burp onomatopoeia. They're mainly distinguished by tongue placement, so "a" ,"o","u" represent a gradient from front to back of the mouth. Vowels are further distinguished by whether or not your lips are rounded when you produce them. For a burp, you'd tend to round them at least slightly
"a": high front unrounded vowel. Use for shallow, airy burps, or towards the beginning as the sound deepens. It's unrounded, but probably because English doesn't have a rounded equivalent
"o": mid back rounded vowel. Good in a middle placement because it's pretty neutral. Mouth is round, but the sound isn't especially airy or bassy
"u": low back rounded vowel. Use for a nice, deep, round sound
Consonants
Work best at the beginning and end of burp onomatopoeia. Burping passes air over your vocal chords, creating a vibrating sound known as "voicing" so we want those voiced consonants. We also want sounds articulated at the lips and back of the mouth/throat.
"b": voiced bilabial stop. Conveys the sound of your mouth being blown open during a burp. It's voiced, so you get that nice rumble
"p": voiceless bilabial stop. Same as "b" but without the rumble. An airier sound of the mouth opening
"m": bilabial nasal. Like "b" and "p" you use both lips, but "m" doesn't require opening your mouth, so it's perfect for closed-mouth burps with a lot of buzz and rumble
"f": voiceless labio-dental fricative. Marked by a partial obstruction of airflow through the lips. Sounds like a burp escaping someone while they try to keep their mouth closed
"g": voiced velar stop. Produced at the very back of the mouth so it's great for that rumbling, guttural quality, or if you want a slightly gaggy sound
"h": voiceless glottal fricative. Produced by passing air through a constriction deep in your throat. A good interstitial sound, or for a burp you almost managed to stifle
"r" /Éŗ/: voiced post-alveolar approximant. Involves a partial constriction of the mouth while air vibrates the vocal chords. Perfect for giving the impression of your mouth opening up or closing down
"l": voiced lateral alveolar approximant. Similar to "r" but with more tongue acrobatics, so it can give a sort of wet impression. Like you're trying to swallow against something other than air rising up your throat
"w": voiced labio-velar approximant (even the name is hot) moves from the lips to the back of the mouth. Use it to show someone's mouth being blown open by a powerful burp
The concept of a nervous burper is so unfairly hot. Especially in the context of flirting. Like:
Aw, does talking to me make your insides go all swirly? Was that burp you just tucked into your fist from the butterflies I gave you? Am I the reason you couldnāt even get though your sentence without burping over your own words? Oh no, Is the fact that you can't get that stubborn air to stay inside making you even more nervous? Hopefully this won't become a self-perpetuating cycle...
I have a real soft spot for people who are "bad at burping." I've been stuck on the idea of someone who has no idea what theyāre doing trying to force up a burp, because god they need it out so badly.
Hoping to coax up the trapped air, they sit on their couch and gulp down a soda. Their belly gives a promising groan, and they open their mouth in anticipation, but the burp dies in their throat. It sits like a bubble of pressure in their chest, and they bring up a hand, trying to rub away the disgusting feeling. It doesn't help. They try pounding it with their fist. All they manage is a flurry of high, tight burps that they release into their closed mouth because they don't want to come out any other way. They press into their achy belly, working so hard to draw something up from deeper, but it hurts and produces only pathetic, wet gurgles. At a loss, they try to swallow air (as thought they have any idea how to do that). Still they get nothing but unsatisfying croaking sounds forced from the very top of their stomach.
Giving up, they resigning themself to their discomfort. They rise from the couch...only to be completely caught off guard by a long, pressurized belch that just breaths out of them. It drags on for full seconds, trailing off into a low moan of relief at the end. The sound's not loud, not deep, but it is absolutely desperate.
It's late. The movie you were watching played through the end credits, but you two are still wrapped up in each other on their couch, bathed in the glow from the TV. You're lying on top of them with your head resting on their chest, legs tangled together. Their hand is smoothing over your back, rubbing soothing circles. They think you're asleep, and their motions are so gentle. Like you're a cat that favored them by climbing on their lap, and might still change your mind at any moment.
You aren't really pretending to be asleep. You're half-way there. Lulled into a twilight state by their warm hand on your back, the steady beating of their heart, the smooth rise and fall of their chest.
Though, just as you're truly beginning to drift off you feel a rumble from deep inside them, disrupting the peaceful rhythms of their body. With your ear to their chest you hear an airy glug followed by a bubbling sound in their throat. A rough hitch interrupts their breathing as they catch a burp, muffling it in their mouth before it can disturb your rest. A nice thought, but you are no longer anywhere near sleep.
In the aftermath, their hand on you back freezes. They tense, waiting to see if they woke you. Without a second thought, you force your breathing to steady, now definitely pretending to be asleep. You can't do anything about the way your heart is racing, but theirs is too, so hopefully they won't notice.
They buy your ruse, and in a moment their body relaxes against yours. They resume rubbing your back. A moment later another gurgling sound warns you they need to burp again. Sure enough, their whole body jolts beneath you as the gas loudly rushes into their closed mouth. You feel them turn, stretching their neck to exhale it away from you. They let out a soft sigh of relief, and you almost melt at the pleasure in the sound. It's the sort of thing they'd never do if they knew they had an audience.
They're more confident now, and they next time they burp, they let it quietly breath out from their parted lips. Another one follows soon after, accompanied by a low moan. Now that they're allowing the gas up freely, their chest isn't jumping as violently. Knowing them, they were probably holding back while they knew you were awake, and you're glad they're finally allowing themself some relief.They continue to let up soft, low belches, the motion of their hand on your back no longer stalling anxiously with each one. They seem much more relaxed.
But that doesn't last. You've nearly fallen asleep for real, when a loud, airy churn from their stomach snaps you back to consciousness. From the way they tense beneath you, you can tell they're anticipating something more dramatic than their previous releases. The belch starts rumbling before it even exits their throat, forcing open their mouth and exploding violently out into the silent room. It actually lasts long enough for them to shove their fist to their mouth, stifling the tail end. A short, hard after-burp pops into their closed mouth, jolting them harshly as they make a valiant attempt to contain it.
You can't help the shudder that rolls through you.
"Fuck, sorry..." they mutter, certain they woke you.
You can practically hear the blush in their voice. You'll be damned if you're going to embarrass them like that. Calling upon all your acting skills, you force out a sleepy hum, stretching lazily on top of them.
"Hmm? What's that?" you ask, voice heavy with feigned drowsiness.
"Oh...you didn'tā?" they breath out a laugh. "Sorry. Nothing. Go back to sleep."
You give a groggy nod of affirmation, settling back against their chest. Soon, lulled by the quiet sounds of their digestion, you actually do fall asleep.
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