Backstage

“Get dressed ho!” he says and tosses her skirt into her arms.

Emma shoot him a slightly upset look and wrinkle her nose at his way to talk, but feeling tired from the sexual exploits covering up seems to be a good idea. She steps into her skirt, retrieves her shirt from the floor and pulls it on. She then looks around the room for her panties, and when her eyes drift to Jimmie he’s grinning at her by the door, her panties hanging from his extended fingers.

“Can I have those?” she say, a little playful… and steps towards him, swaying her hips and staring into his eyes.

“Sure, just follow me” he grins and leaves the room, Emma hurrying after him.

He moves down the hallway and up a set of stairs, through a door labeled ‘Employees only!’ before arriving at changing room of sorts. There’s a couch along one wall, a few lockers next to the door and a little kitchen area in the corner.

“Here,” he grunt, handing her the panties “Anaconda goes on in a little while…” he say as Emma, red-faced, pulls on her panties.

“Listen, I’m not…” she starts but stops as a huge black man enters the room from an adjacent bathroom. Wide-eyed and with her mouth open she takes in his incredible physique. Around seven feet tall and in amazing shape, he got a towel around him and when he see the young white girl in the room he smiles at her before turning to Jimmie.

“Who’s the broad?” he ask Jimmie, who’s drinking a bottle of water he has taken from the fridge.

“Your dance partner” Jimmie grin, “She’s a real whore for black cock… thought you two could put on a good show, get the crowd fired up!” he continues. The words register in the back of Emma’s mind but she’s only focusing on all the naked skin on Anaconda.

“Hi, they call me Anaconda… you’ll see why honey” he introduces himself before Jimmie rush the two of towards the scene.

“Oh my…” Emma gasp as he removes the towel, the only article of clothing a snakeskin g-string, with an impossible large bulge in front. ‘That can’t be real!’ Emma thinks, ‘He must be bigger than any of the other guys…’ she thinks back to her experience downstairs. As they get to the doorway leading to the stage, the loud music and the cheering crowd send shivers of nervousness through Emma, can she really go on stage with him, ‘There wasn’t a crowd watching downstairs…’ she thinks.