Sensual Dancer Part 1

Hi there friends….

I haven’t written any story for months… So pardon me if this wouldn’t tickle your wild imagination….

My name is Chrissy. 26 years old. Successful marketing associate in a multi national company. I came from a well-off family and a very conservative clan. I’ve only had 2 boyfriends since college- a geek and a bastard basketball player. Since my heartbreak with this varsity hunk, I promised myself never to fall in love that hard again… SO i decided to just focus on my career and my life…

My adventure started one night when I and my friends went out for some coffee. It was Friday evening, where everyone are off on their best gimmick attires going to crowded places where people sweat, bump each other, and doesn’t mind the chaos. While me, together with some “old school” friends, are here in a coffee shop, talking about how shitty work is and still loving it!

Carmen: So Chrissy, aren’t you dating anyone yet?

Chrissy: Date? Who am I gonna date? I haven’t found any qualified candidate yet!

Shiela: Well, there’s David! He’s cute!

Chrissy: Yeah but he’s so immature!

Carmen: Well, what about Ron? He’s really one hot thing!

Chrissy: Yeah, but not really my type.

Shiela: Well what do you want?

Chrissy: I don’t know. All I can say is I have so much work to do, to basically think of dating someone…

Carmen: Geeesssh! Chris! Get a life! Work is just there, but guys! Whew! They’re really getting extinct!

Chrissy: Well, if that’s the case, then I’d watch them all disappear.

Shiela: Whatever Chrissy! Whatever!

Chrissy: Yeah whatever Shiela!

Carmen: Hey I have to go to the bathroom.

Shiela: Imma come with you… Are you okay here Chris?

Chrissy: Yeah… Go ahead…

The washroom was kinda full packed, so Carmen and Shiela has to wait for their qeue. Not far from our table, I noticed this guy. Not really good looking, but he looks so mysterious to me. Stands about 5’6, skinned head, with goatee. Not bad, I thought.

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He caught me staring at him, so I immeadiately looked away. Too late I guess, he stood up, and approached me. My hands started to sweat. My whole body was trembling.

Guy: Hi there miss. Are you from UP?

Chrissy: Uhmm no I’m not. Sorry.

Guy: Oh sorry. I thought you were an old friend of mine. By the way, my name is James (extending his hand for a shake).

Chrissy: Oh hi James. I’m Chrissy.

James: Nice name. So I see you’re here with friends huh? No other gimik tonight?

Chrissy: Nah. Just wanna unwind here and maybe go home afterwards. You? Waiting for someone?

James: Nah… Im just here to pick-up my sister. She works here.

Chrissy: Really now? That’s cool.

James: Yeah. By the way do you have a pen? I’m just gonna write something I might forget.

Chrissy: (immediately opening her bag for some pen)Yeah! Here…..

James: (grabbed a piece of tissue and scribbled something) I might forget something. (let’s out a short but cute laugh)

Chrissy: Sure no problem…

As James returned the pen to me, a girl from the coffee shop called on to him. That was his sister.

Girl: Hey bro. I see you’re hitting on someone again huh?

James: Nah, I just borrowed a pen. By the way Chrissy, this is my sister Jasmine.

Chrissy: Hi Jasmine.

Jasmine: Hi Chrissy. Well, shall we go now? We’re late for the family dinner.

James: Yeah! Oh well, it’s nice to meet you Chrissy. We’ll see each other soon.

Chrissy: Okay. Nice meeting you too. Bye jasmine.

He seemed to be a very nice guy, and I can sense that they’re from a good family. Bot long enough, I noticed a piece of tissue on the floor. I thought it was just a trash so picked it up, but when I was about to crumple it, i noticed something written on it. It says “Just in case you wanna hook up, its 09175881111. 🙂 James”…

I didn’t know what to do with the tissue. I was holding thinking what was that all about. I don’t know if I should be offended or what, but one part of me was smiling silently. I was still holding the paper when suddenly;

Shiela: Hey! What’s that?

Chrissy: Oh nothing. A client just called and I can’t find a paper so I wrote it here.

Carmen: I see. So where are we again?

Shiela: Oh we were just talking about that guy from the Finance department. HAhahaha! He was really hitting on you yesterday!

And their stories went on and on… and on… My mind was no longer with them. It was already with that stranger who just randomly talked to me, and gave his number for a reason that wasn’t so clear to me… I don’t know what to do with it but one thing I know is that, I am keeping this number, for whatever reason is…

A week have passed. It was Friday night again… But it’s a boring one. Shiela had to go to Subic for some family affair, while Carmen wasn’t feeling well. So what’s left for me to do… Is just go home and enjoy DVDs…

As I searched for my car keys, I noticed the tissue in my bag. And I was thinking “why not give it a shot?” So I immediately got the tissue, saved the number, and started composing my “odd” SMS.

Chrissy: “HI THER. ITS CHRISSY. REMEMBER WE MET A WEEK AGO @ THE COFFEE SHOP?”

Then I pressed “SEND”….

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Geesssh! What did I just do????

I started thinking- “Will he text back?” Will he reply with an irritating “HU U?”…. Damn it!

Then my phone beeped. It was him.

James: “YA. OF KORS I REMEMBR. HU WUD 4GET THAT LUK U HAVE WEN WE MET. HOW R U? U AT THE COFI SHOP AGAIN?

Chrissy: “NAH.. IM JUZ ABT TO LEAV THE OFC. GOT NOTHIN TO DO.”

James: “WEL SAME HERE. WANA MIT UP OR SUMTHIN? JUS FOR A COUPLE OF DRINKS… IF U WANT TO”

The offer was irresistable.

Chrissy: “SURE. WER ARE WE GONA MIT UP?”

James: “UR OFC IS JUS 10 MINUTS AWAY FROM OUR PLACE. IYL JUS PICK U UP. LEAV UR CAR THERE.”

Chrissy: “OK”

James: “BE DER IN 10-15 MIN. AYT? C U.”

Then after 10 minutes, he arrived. But he looks different tonight. He looks better than the first time we met, and boy! He smells good! I must admit I was a bit turned on by that Aqua di Gio thing he was wearing…

Chrissy: You wearing Aqua di Gio?

James: Yeah! You like it?

Chrissy: Well yeah… I love that. And also Hugo and Clinique Happy.

James: Yeah I also have Hugo Boss. Don’t worry I’ll wear it on our next date.

Oh my gosh! So there’s a second date already… I was kinda excited but of course I have to remain calm and act as if I am not so perked up about the 2nd date idea.

So we went to this bar in Makati. It was cozy. Not so crowded. We sat in a sofa with candlelight on the center table. It’s like an Egyptian inspired bar. There are belly dancers for entertainment, and the music! So enticing.

James: So what are you gonna have?

Chrissy: Well, i really don’t now. You can just order for me… Whatever you think is good.

James: (wink) Okay then. But don’t blame me if later you’ll see yourself dancing like one of those (pointing to the belly dancer).

Chrissy: hahaha! You’re crazy…

So we had a couple of drinks. Chit chatting about stuffs- life, work, love, relationships, hobbies… and sex.

James: So what was your longest relationship?

Chrissy: 2 years.

James: Not bad. And how was it?

Chrissy: Well, it was something I really don’t wanna talk about.

James: Why? is it that bad?

Chrissy: Not really. I just don’t like talking about the past.

James: Well, one more thing. Was he good in bed?

I remained quiet. Paused for awhile. And then i thought “Damn. I haven’t had sex since…???? I can’t remember when…

Chrissy: Well, sex was okay… But not exceptional.

James: How do you define exceptional?

Chrissy: It is exceptional when he makes you feel like you’re on top of the world. Like you dont wanna stop. It is exceptional when he makes you beg for more. When he makes you not want to stop even if you’re like doing it for days… It is exceptional when…. (he placed his forefinger on my lips)

James: SShhhhh…Yeah I know what you mean. And don’t tell me he didn’t make you feel that way?

Chrissy: Well, as I said it was okay. But not up to that point.

James: I see. Do you miss having sex?

Chrissy: (blushing) Well, yeah… I guess. What about you?

James: Well the last time I did it was with my ex-girlfriend. We broke up a year ago… Since then I only focused on out family business.

Chrissy: You don’t have flings? Dates?

James: I go out on dates, but not really interested in fucking them or whatever. i don’t know.

Chrissy; High standards huh?

James: Nah… I just don’t feel like it…

There was a long pause. As if we were trying to read each other’s mind. He was just staring at me, smiling a bit. Then he grabbed my hands.

James: Good thing you texted me. I thought you never saw the tissue that I left.

Chrissy: Accidentally?

James: Well, I did that intentionally. I really wanted to get to know you, but there wasn’t enough time. So I just tried my luck. And I guess it worked.

Chrissy: Well, I wouldn’t be here with you if it didn’t.

James: Yeah…

Inside the bar, it was really dark. Everyone is busy chatting with their friends, watching how the hips of the belly dancer sway from left to right. It was an erotic dance. The costume really adds up to the excitement. I was busy watching the dancer, while one hand is busy finding its way up to my skirt.

James: Chrissy, I hope you don’t mind.

I remained silent. I guess that means that i won’t mind him doing that…

His hand continued to find its way up to my skirt. It felt really hot. Maybe it’s because of the atmosphere that somehow my legs decided to spread on its own to give way to James’ maneuver. He was touching my pussy… And it was okay for me. He pulled down my undies, and I was busy looking around to make sure nobody would notice us.

Finally, my undies were gone. And he can freely play with my now dripping cunt.

He inserted his middle finger slowly. I let out a gentle moan. It was great. His fingers were circling inside of me. He was putting it in and out…In and out…. In and out…. My grip to the sofa went tighter as he goes inside of me… It was really awesome, for it was something I haven’t done before… In a bar…

James: Is this okay Chrissy? Do you love it?

Chrissy: Yeeeaaahh. My god James… Why are you doing thissss? Heeerrree in thiiiss baaarr?

James: I just wanted to make you feel exceptional Chrissy… Like you wanted to…

Chrissy: Oh God James… Yes you are exceptional. I don’t know but yeah you are…

James continued playing with my clit. I was facing him seated like a Buddha so no one would really think that we’re doing something. When he pulled out his finger out of my pussy, he looked straight into my eye.

James: I wanna taste you Chrissy (licking his fingers)

That scene drove my senses crazy.

Chrissy: Want me to do a belly dance for you?

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James: Yeah sure baby!

So I immediately stood up. I removed my pony tail and did my thing. I was dancing like a pro. My senses followed the beat of the music. It felt so free that time. My stressful week was now replaced by a blissful moment with a stranger, whom I just met in a coffee shop a week ago.

Being aware that I have no undies on, I sat on his lap. I grinded like a good belly dancer do. I was swaying my hips left and right, looking him in his eyes and shaking my body to the beat of Egyptian music. I was rubbing my chest on to his face. I imagined myself entertaining the king in old days, where they would do everything to please the king… Tonight, this stranger that I’m looking at is my king.

As I danced the night away, crazy thoughts embraced my mind. I whispered to him… Unzipped you pants for me, my king… And he obliged…

I saw that he was already rock hard that time. And I can’t wait to feel his hardness inside me. So I told him to hold it steady… While I sit slowly on it.

As I ate him up, it was a blissful feeling I haven’t felt for ages. It was rejuvenating. Liberating. At that moment, I don’t care anymore is people will see us. All I know is that we’re both enjoying the night of a blissful sex.

I continued grinding. Hips swaying. Left. Right. In circles. A little pumping… Grind back and forth… It was awesome. People around thought that I was just imitating the belly dancer. Maybe they’re right. But the difference is, I am enjoying this show, more than any other show on that bar at that night…

As I pumped harder, he told me he was cumming. So I put on my best performance that night. I was fucking him so bad, I whispered dirty fucking words in his ear- You like fuckin a stranger huh? Like the way I’m ridin’ you baby… as I lick them… And in as short as 10 minutes, he exploded like a time bomb… inside my castle.

After that discreet belly-dancer-sex-machine performance of mine, I stayed in his lap for awhile.

James: Are you tired baby?

Chrissy: A bit. Why?

James: I know you didn’t cum.

Chrissy: It’s alright baby.

James: So I was thinking…. You wanna have a second set of your show in my pad?

Chrissy: Your pad? You never mentioned you have a pad.

James: Well yes I do have a pad. I got it as a birthday gift from dad. So what do you think about that huh?

Chrissy: Shall we get the bill now?

James: (smiling) Abso-fuckin-lutely!

As we left the bar, I am preparing myself for the big show of the night……

Watch out for it……

**** Hope you like it friends… CIAO!