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That's right! Dancing ForePlay! I said it! I don't know about you all but, depending on the song, the singer, and the mood, music and dancing are synonymous with foreplay. I am a huge Prince fan, and I'm not talking about the Number, Symbol or whatever dumb shit he's done with his name over the past decade! But the real-deal-Holyfield that sang, "I Wanna Be Your Lover", "Erotic City", "1999", and my personal favorite: "Darlin Nikki". I don't care what I'm doing or where I'm doing it, if "Nikki" comes on, Black Pearl starts to GRIND!

I think that if I were ever a stripper, "Nikki" would be my money maker song. I would be known for it, my dirty customers would request me to dance to it, and I would just cum, and cum, and cum for them. Men would become broke slipping their dollar bills in my purple velvet g-string. I would dance on stage imagining all them going home with my sweat on their fingertips to their wives and girlfriends as they fingerfuck them thinking of me.

There is something tribal, animalistic, and carnal about dancing with your eyes closed and your mind open to endless sexual possibilities. If I'm at party or club and the DJ starts playing any variety of reggae or calypso, I'm done! My hips get to swaying and my ass gets to whining! I bend my knees and imagine riding a man blind. The Afrocentric beats and rhythm drive my body to unbelievable horny heights. I once had a dance partner just for these such occasions. He would meet me at our favorite little hole in the wall. He'd set me up with at least two drinks
to get me loose and limber, and then when the music began to call my name, he would find me on the dance floor. My legs would open wide to let him slide right in, his hands would grab my ass and waist, and the two of us would virtually fuck dance. Our hips would grind to the beat and when I would feel myself cumming, I'd grab him closer to me still and shudder my pleasure for him. If it was particularly crowded, he'd get me close to the speakers, so that the vibrations would send me into orgasmic fits. There were even times when I'd show up without panties and wait patiently for the moment he'd slip a finger or two inside and dance them to the beat. Afterwards we'd each get into our own cars and go home to fuck our significant others.

Ah, yes, the art of dance. I miss it so!!

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greeneyedfrenchy OMG! Black Pearl, I could have written this, apart from the cumming and the fingers, which I wouldn't have dared to do at that period of time, but all the rest, yes definitely. Great article!

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