Emma is Taken for a Dance

Onto the stage walked the biggest, blackest man Emma had ever seen. Embarrassed, Emma turned her head and started to walk away.

Julie quickly collared her and both women made their way to the front of the stage. “Look at him! He's so fine," Julie cooed. "We are going to have fun tonight!" she said as she picked up her purse. Emma downed one, then two more drinks for courage.

Over the loudspeaker, a voice called out, “And which one of you ladies wants to be Anaconda’s dance partner tonight? Speak up ladies.”

Julie grabbed Emma’s hand and raised it, shouting “My friend Emma will dance with him!”

Emma was mortified; she had never, ever done anything like this before. Emma said, "Julie, he's black! I've heard they have such big..., uh, equipment! I can’t." But before she knew it a bouncer had Emma by the hand and was leading her up on to the stage, to the waiting Anaconda.

The crowd of women, about 30 all total, was getting anxious and rowdy. "Bring it on! They shouted. “Let's see some skin!" With Emma now at his side Anaconda began dancing, undulating his body, rubbing against her.

The women cheered and clapped as they checked out the dancer's chiseled body. He was wearing a loin cloth giving them a clear view of his well-muscled body. He was tall, yes, sooo tall, and was dark skinned with a broad chest, bulging thighs and a protruding butt.

Emma was mesmerized by his twitching muscles and the throbbing bass in the sexy music. "Let's see what you've got!" Julie yelled over the music. "Yeah whip it out!" another woman chimed in.

The dancer turned facing away from Emma and ripped off his loin cloth, tossing it over his shoulder to the cheering women. Then Anaconda spun to face the crowd. Emma’s eyes immediately dropped to check out his package and was stunned at what she saw. The soft fabric of the pouch strained to accommodate the massive amount of meat inside. She stood there, open-mouthed, her eyes following every hypnotic movement of Anaconda’s bulge as he gyrated to the music.

At the beach, Emma had seen many packages in her life but nothing compared to this! She stared wide-eyed at Anaconda’s huge bulging attraction. The crowd had quieted down, in anticipation. He moved closer, and taking Emma's hand, he placed it at the top of his pouch. She stared up at him shyly. With a growing boldness, she slipped her hand inside and grasped his cock. As if in a trance, Emma's hands begin to pull down the pouch until she could see the beginning of his dick. She continued to lower the pouch, inch by inch until about 12 inches of smooth, black cock were exposed. Emma swallowed hard, unable to speak. What next? Emma had never been with a black man before, much less on a stage in front of a crowd. And holding his cock in her hand no less!