Your indecision gets you in trouble.

Your mind wanders back to your earlier experience tonight, and he takes advantage of your silent contemplation, and grabs you by the wrist and ass, pulling you to him so you can feel the mammoth bulge of the meat in his pants. “You want to see it don't you?” He asks as he notices you glance down as he presses into you. “Go ahead, take a peak. It won't bite.”

You recoil from his grip a bit, but as he pulls open his pants and unleashes his beast, you can't help but to look down. A gasp escapes your lips as you put your hand to your mouth to stifle the sound as you see it. The head looks like some horrific purple mushroom just about as bit as an apple. The shaft, still completely soft is covered with veins, and is as thick as your wrist. The entire thing sits atop 2 massive globes covered in a layer of short hair and as he grips it and lulls it down in front of you, your best guess is that it is a full foot long. “Oh my god.” You can't take your eyes off of it. You can feel his hands pushing your shoulders down as you drop to a crouch, and it seems to rise to meet you. As you finally drop to your haunches it sits there right in front of your face. The musty smell is strong but not bad really, you muse, as you reach out to see how heavy it is. As the length sits on your left hand you are a bit amazed by the warmth of the beast. “How can this be real?” You ask in amazement, looking up at him.

“Give it a taste, tell me if you think it tastes real.” He says with a little chuckle.

“I guess maybe one little lick wouldn't hurt.” You say softly and stick out your tongue, giving the head the smallest of licks. The only thing that hits you is the taste of salt. Then something odd, the tip tastes like strawberries. “What the fuck? No way?” You say incredulously and give it another little lick. Yup sure enough it tastes like a mix of sweat and strawberries, “Ok, that is just odd.”

“Wait till you taste the whole thing. Go on suck it.”

Without thinking you take the tip in your mouth and give it a little slurp. “Wha, really? Strawberries and cream? How is that possible?” You ask amazed, and before it even registers in your mind, you are sucking his mammoth cock, right there in the middle of the crowd as if it were the most normal thing in the world. You can even feel his hands on the back of your head forcing it down your throat. Your natural gag reflex seems to be suppressed by the effect of his semen and without so much as a gag you feel the monster head work it's way down your throat till you are fully impaled on his shaft. He hold on to your hair like a handle as he pounds your throat like a well used pussy. Eagerly you gulp down every morsel as he fucks your face, lapping at each drop of cum as it hits your tongue or as you burp it up when he pulls back. He pulls out a couple of times and as he does everyone gets the lovely show of you, lapping forward like an animal searching for it's mothers tit, as you savor the delicacy of his gunk.

“Ya, they all like the cream.” He laughs as he lets a blast fly as he pulls back so everyone can see you lunge forward to catch the stream, follow it up, and latch onto his bulbous head. Drinking every last drop you slide forward till you have him deep inside of you once more, trying desperately to coax another blast. “Enough girlie, only one shot per customer. Gotta leave you wanting for more don't I?” With that he pulls his rod out, allowing you to lick off every drop of his delicious cum, tucks it in his pants, and leaves you sitting there still not quite sure what just happened.

“What the hell? Wait, did I just suck that guy off?” You ask the air still in an obvious **** induced stupor.