This is too crazy, you can't do this!

"No, no, I'm sorry, I can't do this." You turn to leave but you feel her hand dart out, stopping you.

"Wait, listen, I know this is fast, but I think you really want this. I can see it in your eyes. I know this is scary, but I promise you'll have a real good time. Please, at least let me show you it." You can see in her eyes that she knows she'll get her way, and so you let her lead you farther into the alley, to a half wall hiding a dumpster. You expected it to smell like, well, trash, but instead it was clean and tidy. Odd.

"Alright, here will do. Now, what do you say you kneel down? Please? For me? I promise you can leave if you don't like it" For some reason, you decide to humor her. She guides you down gently to the ground, and from your kneeling angle, you're looking directly at her bulge. "Perfect," she says, and you can see her bulge slowly twitching in the tight elastic fabric of her pants.

You see her hands slowly slide down her belly, underneath the layer of her yoga pants, and watch as she slowly pulls the fabric down to her ankles. Underneath, she's wearing a pair of lacy panties, the same color of her top, that barely contain her growing member. She slips the top of the panties around the side, and her dick finally flops out into full view.

It was still mostly soft, but steadily growing, and you could already tell it was going to be bigger than yours. At least 7 inches long, and a couple wide, she was truly blessed. "Go on. You can touch it. I know you really want to." You should leave. You should leave! And yet you don't. Her soft, pleading voice sends shivers down your spine. You slowly reach a hand out, and carefully gripping her ever-hardening cock.

She makes a slight gasp at the noise, which makes you long to go farther. You stroke down her shaft, finding your way to her twitching lady balls. There was no hair around her at all, and the smooth sensation of her sack makes you **** to feel it.

You're unsure what you should do. She seems to sense your hesitance, and uses her hand to guide your head towards hers. You open your mouth, and, with nothing else to do, you lean into her cock. The taste is unlike anything you'd had before. Meaty, and salty from the sweat, but still sweet. You find yourself longing to have more of it.

You are immediately struck by how big it is. You thought it would be easy to suck, but you can barely get a few inches in before your mouth feels full. You try to go farther, but you feel the tip of her warm cock bouncing off the back of your throat. Your spit suddenly seems to swell up in your mouth, and you accidentally try to swallow, making a weird sucking noise that elicits a sound of pleasure from the hung dancer.

You look up to her, wide eyes, and you see the look on her face. She looks happy that you've finally decided to try her meat. You pull back, feeling your mouth grow cold at the sudden lack of warmth, and then smoothly **** your mouth back around. You start to bob slowly back and forth on the first few inches of her love rod.

You slowly move back and forth on the first few inches of her meat. You can hear her moaning at this, but evidently it wasn't enough. She puts her hands on your head, fingers around your ears, and slowly forces you deeper. You only get about an inch farther down, but she stops you there. Your eyes are watering, and your throat feels tight. You pull all the way off, but she's not done with you yet. She grabs you by the head again, her strong hands guiding you down her cock. She starts using your head as an improvised flesh-light, fucking you slowly and shallowly.

It takes a while, she is clearly taking her sweet time, enjoying the ride, but eventually you hear her gasp and speed up. A few more pushes on your head, and with a single last push that thrusts you an inch deeper than you've gone before, you feel her convulsing, spasming, and you feel thick liquid pumping into your mouth. You instinctively try and pull your head back, but her strong hands keep you there, forcing you to hold on.

Finally she slumps back into the dumpster, and you pull your mouth back off her twitching meat. You can finally taste her seed. You expected...well, you really don't know what you expected, but it certainly wasn't the strawberry sweetness that you got. You were prepared to spit it out, but the taste of it, combined with your still gagging throat, made you gulp it down as you finally pull yourself off her cock.

Your head is spinning, and you can't think straight. Did you really just do that? Finally, you notice that the dancer is standing up, pulling up her pants.

"Wow. You really are a natural, huh? That was a much needed release. Thank you very much." She leans down and gives you a wet kiss on your forehead. "By the way, the name's Sara. See you around."

With that, she walks out of the alley, you try and turn to see her go, but you're so tired you can't even manage that. The last thing you think before slipping into sleep is that you are very happy you decided to go dancing.