Follow the music

You're drawn to the music over by the benched area. When you arrive, you find an Asian woman playing the cello. Her voice now accompanies the gentle string music. She's got a case out in front of her, seems like she’s doing okay. It's mostly coins though there are a few notes in there as well.

You're drawn to the melody, and can't help but stop and listen. It sounds so amazing, almost heavenly. Your cock slowly rises, twitching in sync with the music. You feel yourself relaxing; all the hate and anger of sexual frustration melts away. You consider laying down right here, forever listening to the music.

Your revere is shattered as she strums a discordant chord. You wince, your cock becoming painfully out of sync with the melody; you feel the hate and anger seep back in at the idea of someone ruining such angelic music. She has no right to play if she can't do it perfectly. In fact, she should feel bad about it. That fucking cunt - thinking she's better than you just because she can play a stupid cello.

Leaping over her case to stand onto her bench, you issue your righteous demand.

“LIPS ON DICK!” You command her, forcing her head forward.

Her eyes open wide as she sees the disgusting, filth covered cock in front of her. But she can't help herself, it's as if that gross cock needs to be sucked clean. Her lips purse as they approach; they're soft, warm and surprisingly gentle around your cock's huge bell end.

She swings to the side, adjusting her position and tilting her head forward. She tries desperately to continue playing whilst sucking on the head of your dick. The movement of her tongue immediately elicits a surprised moan from you. Her skilled oral technique reminds you she should be gently singing.

You look down and command her again: “Hum a tune you stupid slut!”

So she begins. For a moment, you're pleased with the gentle, methodical vibrations travelling along your shaft. Her tongue works its way in a spiral around your shaft. Even her lips are angled to try and give you more pleasure. Then she pushes forward, her gentle melodic humming interrupted by a surprised noise and a small gag. She pulls back until your cock pops from her lips; her music falters again. You grab your huge cock and whip it into the side of her face. She looks up teary eyed, clearly getting the message to continue. With a quick cough ,she begins to play again and opens her tiny mouth, sliding it back down the length of your slick phallus.

But you already want more than a regular blowjob. Especially as you notice the gathering crowd. Your exhibitionism comes to the fore as you begin to hear comments from around you.

“What's she doing?” A woman’s voice.

“Is she still playing?” A man this time.

“Looks like she's trying to.”

The musician looks up at you, clearly nervous about the crowd. You just smack her and say “deeper, bitch,” so she slowly slides halfway down your thick shaft. Without any difficulty, you note to your disappointment.

You notice something - her humming is increasing and the song has changed. It's now vibrating through you in a pleasant pattern.

“Is it a performance piece?” An onlooker pipes up.

“I can't imagine any other reason she'd be with that guy," another observes, to your chagrin.

You crane your head, but can't pinpoint the owner of that last comment, but it makes you angry.

“Deeper,” you demand again. Her warm and talented mouth shifts further forward. You feel the back of her throat hit your cock head, her music struggling to keep to a steady tune. You can feel her gently probing the tip of your cock, pulling slightly back for air bwfore pushing forward. You feel the entrance to her throat slowly loosen as she tries to relax. She quickly get herself under control, her discipline clearly taking over as your cock slides through her tight throat opening, stretching it as she pushes forward.

“It must be a patriarchy thing," the woman behind you comments. "Honey, give her some money.”

With that you hear jingling and the sound of a soft material being hit by coins.

Fine, If it's a show they want it's a show they'll get! You reach behind your duet partner's head, now determined to put on the greatest performance any of them have ever seen. Grabbing a handful of her hair, you thrust violently and pull her head towards you at the same time. As you do this, you feel the humming stop abruptly. Her music falters and you can feel her attempting to relax against your sudden onslaught. But it's too much - with your enhanced cock slamming deep into her throat, she's **** to splutter and gag. As your **** continues unabated, her face turns slightly scarlet. You pay the warning no heed and continue to ram yourself repeatedly past her tonsils.

However, to your surprise, she begins to recover even against this unsteady deep thrusting. She slowly finds a way to play her cello around your rough onslaught and begins to hum again the vibrations, more intense than before now that you are deeply embedded inside her throat.