Dare Olga to dance

"I dare you to dance for us," you say.

"Ha!" She laughs and jumps to her feet. "You think I'm not good at that?"

She is good at that. She has moves! She moves her body sinuously, gyrating alluringly and gracefully. She's obviously paying special attention to you, dancing closer and closer. She stops and puts her hands on her hips, bending over to get her face closer to you.

"Like what you see?"

"Pretty good," you say, but your cock answers her by twitching and dribbling precum. The others start cheering for her to give you a lapdance.

"Think you can handle it?" she asks.

"Of course," you reply.

...you can't handle it. She gets down and grinding on you, but it's not pondwater now... she's sweaty in the heat, her firm body gliding over yours, all that energy. You hold out for as long as you can, but a naked, sexy, confident soccer player twerking up against your bare cock is irresistable. You manage not to touch her with your hands, but you want to, but then you're getting close to climax.

...she even gets out of the way, and you end up shooting cum all over yourself.

Well... you can't say you didn't enjoy it. You need a towel.