fzzy
02-15-2003, 01:57 AM
I confess I've always wanted to learn how to belly dance .... more because I love the costumes than anything else .... so if you are like me ... and want some visuals .... you can go to www.topkapidesigns.com (or a number of other sites) this one just happens to have quite a few costumes to look at - I freely confess however that I haven't yet taken any lessons, so hope anyone who may know this art will forgive my lack of research :) ....Fzzy
Excitement coursed through my body ... Joseph didn't know what I had been doing at the class I was taking, I think he assumed it was just another science type class and therefore would be boring to him .. so he always asked me how was class but steered clear of asking for details ... that was fine with me because I didn't want to tell him .... wanted to wait until I had acquired some skill and surprise him with it.
After several months of classes I had finally ordered a costume and after waiting for several weeks on the delivery, it had finally arrived yesterday ... I had put it on immediately, felt the totally girlish pleasure in being dressed in diaphonous silk, beads and glittery attachments, the harem style pants were slit up the sides and flowed to show glimpses of my legs. I did the shoulder shimmy kind of move, the fabric and accessories moved just they way they were meant to and I felt like the sexiest woman alive!
I wore it most of the evening until it was time to go to bed and then removed it somewhat hesitantly, the costume was everything I wanted it to be, the belted area at the top of the harem pants fitting low on my belly ... I can't imagine wearing any other item of clothing and willingly showing that area of my anatomy to the world, but something about the costume seems to scream for an amply endowed woman, not a model thin one!
Been planning our special evening for quite some time now .... got a few appetizers from a nearby greek restaurant, supplimented by other finger foods I know he loves....I bought several HUGE pillows that I've tossed on the floor for him to sit on and ultimately for us to lay on once I have finished my dance. Lights are all off, but scented candles burn around the room ... a few of them of strong exotic scents like jasmine.
Doorbell rings and I take a deep breath, check the placement of all the parts of my deep purple fabric and gold, purple and silver beaded costume, the beads are sewn into the fabric, but also there is a fairly heavy curtain of beads that hand down from the bottom of the bra-type top to partially cover my midriff ... feel so feminine as I walk and feel them lightly slap against my skin.
Stand behind the door, poking my head around as I invite Joseph into my living room .... he looks around him a bit curiously ... I have removed most of the furniture to free up floor space and to take away the option of sitting in western style seating. He breathes in the heady scent of the rich foods and burning candles and then turns to take his first look at me. The veil is across my face now, huge scarf draped over my head and flowing down to partially conceal the costume ... I hit the play button on the stereo and the exotic music fills the air, I begin to move my hips in that seductive swaying motion, fingers working the small finger symbols in opposing time to my movements, trickiest thing for me about learning belly dancing has been to learn to work the finger symbols in the proper rhythm, a rhythm separate from the music and the movement of my body!
Pushing him toward the area of pillows and then lightly touching his shoulders to let him know he is to sit there, he does, sees the food in various small bowls and picks one up, not bothering to look at the contents, not bothering to take his eyes from the motion of my swaying hips...his eyes are alight with the wonder of transformation he sees before him.
I don't really have a coreographed dance for him, just doing the various movements for him, trying to flow gracefully from one to another, I dance for him for at least 30 minutes, ending finally in a beautiful finale on my knees, shaking my torso for him and leaning backwards until my butt is against my heals and the back of my head is resting on the carpet. Breathing a bit uneven for a few minutes as I lay there and then I feel his hand in mine, pulling me upright again and then into his arms.
Hands trace my body, unhook the fastener of the bra in front and push the cups back, attacking my nipples with such enthusiasm ... ahhhhhhhhh that feels so wonderful, fingers pinching and pulling and teeth scraping against the nipples .... oooooohhhhhh, please don't stop babe!
Pulling me farther forward until I am sitting on his lap, he pushes the low riding belt down low enough to make it possible to push into me and he does so without hesitation, thrusting upward against me hard ... I push down against him and moan at the intense pleasure of feeling him all the way inside me and pumping hard .... I love this passion, the thrill of knowing that he cannot wait a moment longer to be buried deep inside me.
Shifting so he is laying atop me on the pillows, wrap my legs around his waist and know he is thinking how sexy the filmy fabric feels against his body ... rides me hard, deep and long until I cum in deep wracking shakes of my body, moaning my pleasure and then feel his dick expand slightly as his cum rushes upward and spurts in streams deep inside me ... I do my best to wrap my muscles tight around him, wanting all of what he has to give, milking every drop possible from his body, he loves the feeling and pushes deep into me a few last times, driving home his pleasure and desire.
Excitement coursed through my body ... Joseph didn't know what I had been doing at the class I was taking, I think he assumed it was just another science type class and therefore would be boring to him .. so he always asked me how was class but steered clear of asking for details ... that was fine with me because I didn't want to tell him .... wanted to wait until I had acquired some skill and surprise him with it.
After several months of classes I had finally ordered a costume and after waiting for several weeks on the delivery, it had finally arrived yesterday ... I had put it on immediately, felt the totally girlish pleasure in being dressed in diaphonous silk, beads and glittery attachments, the harem style pants were slit up the sides and flowed to show glimpses of my legs. I did the shoulder shimmy kind of move, the fabric and accessories moved just they way they were meant to and I felt like the sexiest woman alive!
I wore it most of the evening until it was time to go to bed and then removed it somewhat hesitantly, the costume was everything I wanted it to be, the belted area at the top of the harem pants fitting low on my belly ... I can't imagine wearing any other item of clothing and willingly showing that area of my anatomy to the world, but something about the costume seems to scream for an amply endowed woman, not a model thin one!
Been planning our special evening for quite some time now .... got a few appetizers from a nearby greek restaurant, supplimented by other finger foods I know he loves....I bought several HUGE pillows that I've tossed on the floor for him to sit on and ultimately for us to lay on once I have finished my dance. Lights are all off, but scented candles burn around the room ... a few of them of strong exotic scents like jasmine.
Doorbell rings and I take a deep breath, check the placement of all the parts of my deep purple fabric and gold, purple and silver beaded costume, the beads are sewn into the fabric, but also there is a fairly heavy curtain of beads that hand down from the bottom of the bra-type top to partially cover my midriff ... feel so feminine as I walk and feel them lightly slap against my skin.
Stand behind the door, poking my head around as I invite Joseph into my living room .... he looks around him a bit curiously ... I have removed most of the furniture to free up floor space and to take away the option of sitting in western style seating. He breathes in the heady scent of the rich foods and burning candles and then turns to take his first look at me. The veil is across my face now, huge scarf draped over my head and flowing down to partially conceal the costume ... I hit the play button on the stereo and the exotic music fills the air, I begin to move my hips in that seductive swaying motion, fingers working the small finger symbols in opposing time to my movements, trickiest thing for me about learning belly dancing has been to learn to work the finger symbols in the proper rhythm, a rhythm separate from the music and the movement of my body!
Pushing him toward the area of pillows and then lightly touching his shoulders to let him know he is to sit there, he does, sees the food in various small bowls and picks one up, not bothering to look at the contents, not bothering to take his eyes from the motion of my swaying hips...his eyes are alight with the wonder of transformation he sees before him.
I don't really have a coreographed dance for him, just doing the various movements for him, trying to flow gracefully from one to another, I dance for him for at least 30 minutes, ending finally in a beautiful finale on my knees, shaking my torso for him and leaning backwards until my butt is against my heals and the back of my head is resting on the carpet. Breathing a bit uneven for a few minutes as I lay there and then I feel his hand in mine, pulling me upright again and then into his arms.
Hands trace my body, unhook the fastener of the bra in front and push the cups back, attacking my nipples with such enthusiasm ... ahhhhhhhhh that feels so wonderful, fingers pinching and pulling and teeth scraping against the nipples .... oooooohhhhhh, please don't stop babe!
Pulling me farther forward until I am sitting on his lap, he pushes the low riding belt down low enough to make it possible to push into me and he does so without hesitation, thrusting upward against me hard ... I push down against him and moan at the intense pleasure of feeling him all the way inside me and pumping hard .... I love this passion, the thrill of knowing that he cannot wait a moment longer to be buried deep inside me.
Shifting so he is laying atop me on the pillows, wrap my legs around his waist and know he is thinking how sexy the filmy fabric feels against his body ... rides me hard, deep and long until I cum in deep wracking shakes of my body, moaning my pleasure and then feel his dick expand slightly as his cum rushes upward and spurts in streams deep inside me ... I do my best to wrap my muscles tight around him, wanting all of what he has to give, milking every drop possible from his body, he loves the feeling and pushes deep into me a few last times, driving home his pleasure and desire.