Belly Dancing: Pure Sex
The American women I have known who belly dance as hobbyists (and I’ve known several) have each had a quirky thing in common. At the drop of a sequin, or at the first hint of a risqué comment, or sometimes with no provocation whatsoever, any of them would deliver a stiff-necked and puritanical little speech about the venerable art of belly dance.
Belly dancing, they would proclaim, is an utterly non-sexual practice. What’s more, they would have you know, belly dance “in its proper cultural and historical context” has nothing whatsoever to do with stripping, and even less than nothing to do with any of the more intimate models of sex-work. (These were 1990s women, though, so they didn’t say “sex work.” They said “prostitution”, loading each syllable with disgust.)
Festooned with their coin belts and sequined bras and tasseled shawls and fringed wraps and at least the proverbial seven layers of veils, any of these women could almost sell you this load of sex-negative codswallop. But when they’d go back out on the dance floor and start to shimmy, the spell would break. Whatever its “proper historical and cultural context” may be, belly dance with all of its artifices and accouterments is manifestly a time-tested and well-honed technology for raising and hardening the penises of men.
If you require further evidence of this straightforward proposition, I offer you the photographs illustrating this post. Our belly dancing model goes by the unlikely name of Kissa Sins, and as her photos make clear, she definitely does not view belly dancing as an art that’s in any way distinct from its power to arouse!
You can find Kissa’s belly dance seduction and blowjob performance as the second-to-last scene on Happy Endings Volume 2 from Brazzers Studios.
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One of my ex gfs was big into belly dancing, and quite liked the erotic element of it. She told me that when she’d got comfortable with her group in So Cal, she admitted to them that she was concerned she was a nymphomaniac. They all laughed and said that they were all like that.
It’s the same on the middle of the Atlantic coast.
And then there’s the other side. Have you done any research on how the professionals in America and the Middle East train? Did you know that men dance this dance? Do you know how the culture in the middle east loves it’s belly dance and performers of the art, but yet, the reigning religious influence tells them it’s ‘evil’? Have you heard of the costuming regulations in the middle east and how the dancers are both revered and reviled for performing the art? Have you done any research on how empowering the dance can be for women who do and don’t fit the cultural norms of beauty- who, through this art form, discover that they are quite beautiful and become confident due to how their bodies can move? It’s a sexy dance fo sho. But it’s more than that. You can certainly post pictures of women in costumes (that may not actually know a single move) and tell the masses that the dancers of the art are all nymphomaniacs (he he), but…you may want to delve a little deeper and see that this dance is so much more than your compilation of fantasies and biases. It’s absolutely sexy, no denying that. It’s empowering. It’s emotional. It’s cathartic. It can tell a story and lay down a challenge.
Take a class and find out! (warning: you’ll probably be disappointing that it’s not a group orgy. A good class will be challenging and you will leave tired and trying to figure out how to make the moves you learned look graceful. Because you have to smile, breathe, and do all this stuff with your body while keeping tempo to the music, for as long as the music lasts. And smile dammit)
And yes, I study this dance- have for years. I just learned to never talk about it because fending off stripper jokes from the uneducated plebes who thought they knew what belly dancing was about got old.So this sort of post, though I know you to be a very equal opportunity blogger, bothers me. It is less true representation of the dance and more “pretty girl in scanty costume proves my point on my view of belly dance even though I’ve never belly danced myself”. That saddens me. Though I suppose if this post does inspire someone somewhere to seek out a class and give it a try, then I can’t complain as much as I just have.
P.S. I like Kissa and her man! I just…don’t terribly much appreciate how belly dance gets so ineptly mangled. No doubt there’s lots of opportunity for good sexy times when you have a costume, some music and a captivated audience of just your significant other, but when it comes to public performing it’s different. You and/or your troupe is there to please, entertain, excite,entice, delight, educate, elicit claps and smiles from the audience, get the little kids to shake around with you to the music, Maybe even get the groom or bride to shake around with you if you’re dancing a wedding, but you are not there to outright have sex. Maybe that’s the difference that I’m trying to get at that I didn’t see explained in this article.
Yeah, that right there, that’s a version of the speech I am talking about. Thanks, Amy, for demonstrating it better than I could ever have hoped to describe it!
It’s not that I think so much of that is wrong. There are many valid points. But I think the compilation of arguments loses sight of the fact that belly dancing is fundamentally an erotic art, and all efforts to deny that fact are fruitless and sad.
I’m a belly dancer myself, and my first thought at seeing these photos was, “Boy am I glad that top is gonna come off soon, because girl, it has *nothing* to do with your skirt and belt.”
I think the intended audience was also delighted the top would come off soon, just for different reasons LOL!
ETA – She appears to have changed belts for the sexy times. Less noisy.
What is the evolution from belly dance to tweaking? To my perverted opinion it’s all about moving dat ass.
I don’t think Bacchus’ and and Amy0’s points are at all inconsistent. The power, defiance in the face of oppression, control (and fun and joy) in a world where women have so little comes from the sexuality.