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Rubenesque Burlesque

Black Burlesque ~ Zeldyn-Stock, deviantART

Beautiful Rubenesque Burlesque
Indulging in man’s desire
Lighting his arousal on fire
Answering the call
To tease and flaunt
To please and taunt
Tempting him with her feminine charms
And sensual arms
Ample bosom and playful hips
An insinuating smile playing on her lips
Layers of silk and provocative lace
Falling from her flesh, caressing his face
As the tempo deepens to a lascivious beat
His face flushes with a lustful heat
He longs to partake of her glorious curves
To feast on her pleasure~seeking contours
She winks
Makes him think
That she belongs to him
But it is merely fleeting
Momentary
A brief flash of intimacy
A dream-filled fantasy
As she pirouettes from his view
Leaving behind a voluptuous hue
He is breathless
Aroused
Longing for more
Wishing he could further explore
This beautiful Rubenesque Burlesque

©2011 Enchanted Zaftig

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Modern Zaftig Goddess

 ♥ “Your spirit of adventure leads you down an exciting new path”  ♥

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~ Her Hips ~

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When a zaftig woman walks, her hips flirt with the world.

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'Sylvia' ~ Lady At Large Art

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~ Pleasingly Plump ~

         a ZAFTIG WOMAN is

               Pleasingly plump

                     With curves like blissful, rolling hills

            Longing to be explored…

                      Deserving to be adored…

         Capturing the essence of her magnificent femininity

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'Lady Godiva' ~ (photographer unknown)

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~ Zaftig Academia ~

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The Power of Words

Browsing through the thesaurus for synonyms to the adjective “fat”, one is faced with some pretty demeaning terms:

  • Obese
  • Hefty
  • Bovine
  • Butterball
  • Gargantuan
  • Bulky
  • Pudgy
  • Elephantine
  • Meaty
  • Whalelike

These words, when used in conjunction to describe someone’s body type, are quite offensive, wouldn’t you agree? Calling someone “bovine” ~ and thus comparing them to cattle ~ is not only distasteful but also completely false. There isn’t a human being out there in the world (that I’m aware of!) who even remotely resembles a cow.  The same goes for “elephantine” and “whalelike”. Please correct me if I’m wrong (and provide visual proof to corroborate your theory!)

Although “obese” is a common medical term used to describe people who don’t fall into a certain body-fat index,  it can still be harmful when characterizing someone’s weight. I’ve heard tell that, according to obesity guidelines, Marilyn Monroe was considered obese, which I find completely absurd!

Marilyn on the Beach

If Marilyn Monroe was obese, than I must truly be elephantine!

Personally, I find even the everyday term “fat” to be off-putting, despite its common usage. Perusing the internet for zaftig images and content, I often come across blogs and websites which utilize fat in the title in some way ~ “Lovely Fatties”, “Fat World”, “Fat and Fabulous” ~ and I admit that I am somewhat turned-off because the name denotes a derogatory tone, even if the content is valuable. Perhaps I am alone in this opinion; perhaps referring to oneself as fat is perfectly natural and uplifting. Then again, perhaps the plump woman down the street finds the term “zaftig” to be offensive.

The power of words…

Continuing to browse the thesaurus for synonyms to the adjective “fat”, one may be pleasantly rewarded with more affirming terminology, in stark contrast to the before-mentioned list:

  • Affluent
  • Influential
  • Cushy
  • Fertile
  • Flourishing
  • Fruitful
  • Lush
  • Thriving
  • Prosperous
  • Momentous
  • Voluminous

What imagery comes to mind when you read these words? Fertile, lush, thriving…  there is something beautiful and resplendent about them, as if they encompass the very essence of LIFE.

 

The Tree of Life, Stoclet Frieze ~ Gustav Klimt

Being referred to as voluminous would far uplift my spirits over being called gargantuan, which would grate against my very existence.

The power of words…

One must concentrate on the positive, refute the negative and always consider the connotations attached to what is spoken.

Choose wisely.

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And Now For Something Naughty…

Fervid

Sprawled across the bed, surrounded by satin sheets and soft pillows cool against her warm skin, she rolled over onto her back, hair settling in pools around her face and neck and bounteous breasts. She slithered forward to rest her neck on the edge of the bed and dangled her head down until the room changed, becoming a kaleidoscope of flickering candlelight ~ distorted, upside-down, serene. Her hair cascaded, reaching for the floor.
 
Focusing on the shadows of the room, she watched his languid approach: body vivid, taut, masculine. His fist lightly stroked his sizeable, hardening cock, and as he moved closer she could see an almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips as he studied her ~ obviously enjoying the moment, enjoying the way she was splayed out on the bed waiting for him.

With each step he took, she could feel the sexual energy emanating from him ~ an aura so intense her body shook with anticipation and desire. Breath arrested within her throat in a momentary choking sensation. Moistness welled up between her thighs like a puddle of fire, warming an already sweltering atmosphere.

As he stood before her, near enough so that she could feel the electricity of his presence, she noticed one lone drop of precum poised at the tip of his cock, glistening in the candlelight, ready to fall. Never to waste, she reached out to wipe the viscous liquid away and slid the sweet nectar over her lips and tongue. Taste buds ignited in her mouth. 
 
Stretching her arms out, she lightly ran fingernails across his bare thighs, enticing him closer. No words were spoken, no words were necessary. As he took one last step forward, she willingly opened her mouth to receive him. 
 
He offered only the tip of his member initially, as if teasing, as if purposely holding back. She flicked her tongue around the bulbous head, her fingers exploring between his legs to grasp the heavy sac which contained within its confines the ultimate gift.

He moaned and inched forward until more of his hardened member entered her mouth. She opened wide, inviting the entrance, wanting to take him in as far as he wanted to go. His strong, masculine scent surrounded her, filled her senses like an aphrodisiac traveling through her veins. She ran her tongue against the taut skin of his rigid cock as he slowly began to slide in and out of her mouth. 
 
He pushed himself in deeper each time, holding steady, sliding out, entering in again. Repeating, repeating. Each time the  swollen head of his cock hit the back of her throat, she struggled to hold him all in. But that, in itself, was arousing. Slithering fingers down her belly to the moistness between her legs, she rubbed herself to a wet ecstasy while her other hand grabbed his thigh, earnestly coaxing him on.

She wanted it to last, until he was ready, until he was prepared to explode within her. The intensity of his orgasm always seemed so much more colossal when he prolonged the release.

But perhaps, this time, he would decide not to explode within her but rather pull out and cover her in his hot, pulsating cum, prompting the thick liquid to hit her lips, her eyelashes, her cheeks, sliding down her neck to collect in her long, pale hair…

Sometimes, the anticipation of his ultimate gift was just as titillating as the actual receipt of it.

Ever patient, she waited, waited ~ mouth ready, body alive, tongue continuing to work its magic on the upperside of his member as he pushed it between her lips. His breath increased, accompanied by a light staccato of moaning, and she knew that his release was imminent. Closing her eyes, she heard a sweet tune swirl through her head, pulling her towards her own fervid orgasm, in perfect harmony with his…

©2011 Enchanted Zaftig

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