Belly Dancer Oc Novels & Stories

I found myself reminiscing about the day I was into dancing and it has always been my passion – until Dad stopped me because he thought it didn't fit his idea of 'elegance'. My interest did not stop there. I looked up a nearby studio where I can secretly learn it for at least an hour or so after work before I go home. I was lucky that Knox did not assign a bodyguard or a driver to me so I can do whatever I want. "Belly dancing isn't like any other dancing style. Some say that it is a way to seduce a man– a King, an Emperor and even an Alpha." Genie, my dance instructor said while guiding my body to the right movement. She lifted my chin up high and squared my shoulders. "You must always appe

Save: I can't take my eyes off of you. I looked back at him and he was still looking at me. But Miss Ocampo is talking to him. Miss Ocampo is wearing a black dress and it is undeniable .. she has a beautiful body and great breasts. Me? My body has a nice curve, but I have small breasts. But I believe that my breasts will grow big someday. A few minutes later, our introduction number started. We danced in the middle. Everyone cheered us. Gerald danced lightly. I just laugh when I step on shoes.

I was silently interrogating her with my gaze, but she simply shrugged her shoulders as if to say she had no other choice. "Oh, so your show begins with music—that's alright." He ordered his men to play music. Bella started dancing to the music as James and I stood in the room's corner. Her dancing steps were so graceful that no one could tell she had a fractured leg, but I could feel the suffering she was trying to conceal behind her wide smile. The spotlight never left her face. Bella looked like a plastic doll with so much makeup on her face that it was difficult to identify her. After dancing, she took a seat in the hall's corner. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she brushed them away qu

Thе next dаnсеr wаѕ аlrеаdу оn thе stage but dіdn't seem іmраtіеnt. At strip clubs "аѕ fаѕt as thеу саn" іѕ nеvеr аѕ fast аѕ you wаnt them tо rеturn. I had іmmеdіаtеlу рurсhаѕеd a couple of lap dаnсе tickets, but I dіdn't ѕее Frаnkіе all durіng the nеxt dancer's set. Thе second dаnсеr, Diamond, was a mature dark African-American wоmаn. Her brеаѕtѕ wеrе рrоbаblу ѕресtасulаr аt 20, but they were ѕtіll ԛuіtе nісе at 40+. Dіаmоnd hаd a grеаt рlауful реrѕоnа lіtу, аnd I еnjоуеd flіrtіng wіth while I tірреd hеr. I wаѕ heading uр tо thе ѕtаgе fоr the third time in her ѕеt whеn I hеаrd a woman's vоісе ѕhоut. "You be nісе tо Cаrl hеrе, Diamond. Hе'ѕ a ѕwееtіе." I turned tо ѕее Frankie аррrоасhіng me.

He asked, rummaging at the cupboard. “Certainly, not,” she said. “Can you make some pizza?” She looked at him, smiling. She could almost see the sincerity of the woman at the man who started to prepare the ingredients he needed for the request. Then another scenario unfolded. She was at a party. She couldn’t see anyone whom she recognized and she couldn’t hear anything else aside from the blast of music on the speaker. This is definitely not a place she would go to. She wonders what she is doing here. She went around and saw someone, at the ledge of the bar, she dances well but she already looks drunk. She was dancing with some people on the ledge, I could see other people following her move

she lifted up her dark, oversized t-shirt, showcasing not only her flat tummy, but a set of waist beads wrapped around her, well, waist. "Woahhhh" he said. Completely hypnotized by– "Snap out of it Robert. Focus." "Yeah, yeah, I'm focused. So, where'd you get those again? You trying to impress a certain someone I know nothing about?" He smiled. "No dickhead, the beads are my consignment." "Wait what? So is your 'curse' belly dancing or something?" Robert said, now looking Taylor in the eyes. "Wow. Forgot how smart you were." She responded with a cold look.

Including her. They ascended the stage from both sides, their bodies moving to the rhythm as their lingerie glittered beneath the spotlight. As the leader of this year’s dance, Soraya took the lead. She was the first to be noticed and the most visible. Her makeup was dark, and her hair was styled in waves that made her look like a seductress. It was evident that her dance lessons had paid off because tonight she moved like a gypsy. Those two thin pieces of clothing left the rest of her bare. Her cleavage was on full display, if not on the verge of spilling out. The full shape and view of her round ass was on full display as well as the curve of her hips. Even though her belly had a little di

"Go Aria!" The girls start cheering me up as I start to break the dance floor. Should've known that letting loose meant that something was to happen. Exactly when I was doing some crazy belly dance moves, my friends get stuck in their spots wide agape while Bianca just continues to try and hit my arm. "What is it Bianca?" I ask out of breath.

Evelyn faced him with her back view and parted her legs and bent her body. ******* Lisa finally arrived at the hall for beginner belly dancers. She knocked on the large double doors and it opened by itself. She lazily walked in and the door closed behind her. She saw that the hall was wide and there were 15 trainees of different ages. The oldest was in her early 30s. A 40-year-old has no right to get in here. The trainer was telling each one how to better expose their charm to the audience.

"Well, thanks to Olivia who dragged my ass here," "Not like I pointed a gun to your head," Belly burst out a series of laughter as we watched Olivia making her way towards us, holding two cups, she kissed Belly on both cheeks. Belly also exchanged her kiss. "Well enjoy the party babies," Belly said and walked off to a guy. She smacked his butt and he turned around and kissed her on the lips, infact they started making out right there and he even went ahead to pull down her zip. Gosh, why was everyone in our department so wild?