Taylor's Influence

This is a story about Zara giving Taylor an erection while in public, and it is caught on camera.

Taylor's cock is large. Even when he is not hard, there is a weight a girth that could wet the appetite of any sausage lover. Many women, in fact most women after feasting their eyes at his full monty, would tell him the same thing, it's a big one. His favorite compliment was when one woman asked, "Is that thing real!?" Loving this attention, Taylor often goes commando underneath, especially when doing activities that require gym shorts, or any fabrics that could pronounce his endowment well. Summer heat is always a good excuse to lose layers as well. Beyond his huge cock, Taylor was fit and toned. He doesn't lift, but stays active. His career path is in the works, aiming to monetize his vlog channel. This long term goal would not be possible if not for his small fortune made from Bitcoin. His wealth has afforded him a comfortable bachelors life so long that he remains frugal. It works for him, giving him more time to work on the tan and cock tease.

On Sunday is Taylor's favorite day, he sets up a table downtown with a sign that invites people to be interviewed on their crypto currency knowledge. The interviews are all recorded and later edited to become the channel's latest episode. In addition to the whole vlog adventure, setting up the table downtown gives him ample opportunity to show off his body. The idea is that the camera phone, recording from a stand on the table would record a quick back and forth discussion between Taylor and the random participant, with a black screen wall stationed as a back drop for the recording. By design, this whole show inflated his ego. He could grab the eyes and attention of most people walking by, and the camera could capture complimentary angles for him to sport a nice bulge. Anyone perverted enough to look could spy the outline of his enormous penis hiding behind a very thin layer of fabric. One particular hot Summer Sunday, became a memory Taylor will cherish for the rest of his life.

On this day Taylor wore his favorite black shades, faded blue tank top which showed off his tanned shoulders and arms, and pair of very soft to the touch white shorts, just barely long enough to keep his helmet from poking out the bottom. He enjoyed the exhibitionism in pulling this off, while in broad daylight it a busy city. In his experience, most people either don't notice or don't care enough to be offended by him pushing the envelope. Occasionally someone might subtly drop a hint at his freedom of clothing choice, and usually it is more of a compliment than complaint. His code was simple, be as daring as possible, but remove his own sexual energy from the equation. He always kept his libido in check, at least until he met Zara.

By Three in the afternoon, Taylor had already had two interviews recorded and completed a live stream hitting bullet points on crypto events. By this time he is usually planning his lunch/ dinner, and his sharp focus begins to show moments of dullness. Before he packs up, a cute young brunette approach Taylor and introduces herself as Zara. Zara had a bubbly personality, and was enthusiastic about everything Taylor was doing. She explained that not only is she a Bitcoin fanatic, she also aspires to do what he does, a street influencer of sorts. Before she could say more, Taylor set up the camera.

"Three, two, one," Taylor hits record. "Welcome back everyone! I have something exciting for you all today. I have just met the lovely Zara here."

"Hi everyone!", Zara smiled to the camera.

"Zara, thank you for taking a moment out of your day day to be here with us, can you tell us a bit about yourself; what is your crypto background, how long have you been investing, what is your top crypto choice and why is it Bitcoin?"

Zara laughed, "Haha, wow 'OMG' that's funny because it's true. Bitcoin is my personal numbering choice for anyone at all levels of crypto experience. I think that it is top choice for so many different reasons. I will tell you my portfolio percentages, but I won't say how much money is in it, is that ok?"

Taylor quickly answered, "Yeah, yeah! Of course. We don't want the viewers coming after your billions once the secret is out right?"

Zara laughed again, radiating a warm inviting atmosphere to bring the viewers in, "Yeah! Haha 'OMG, BILLIONS' with a "B", haha, yeah, no.So for me, I do what is pretty typical, Bitcoin is where half of all my money invested in crypto is at. So what was your other question again?"

Taylor pleased with how this was all going, opened the floor to Zara, "Finally, we want to know about you. Crypto is life for me, is there anything like that for Zara?'

Zara's personality was perfect for this line of work, and she was very easy on the eyes, which does make a difference. During this interview he was very relaxed, he didn't have to pry, Zara was an open book. She understood the assignment, that this was the opportunity for some cross platform free advertising. Taylor studied her as she went into depth about her yoga instructor journey. The way she spoke, it was a polished script that she clearly put a lot of effort into. As Zara spoke to the camera, Taylor took a moment to check her out. When he was on the job, he normally keeps his head down to avoid the many distracting sights the city streets offer. Perhaps it was his hunger and fatigue, but he let his guard down for one second and suddenly nothing was the same.

Taylor side eyed Zara's outfit; a black sports bra that elaborated her well endowed cleavage, and tight white yoga pants that hugged all her curves and outlined the g-string she was wearing underneath. By the time his eyes lowered to study her thong he was completely lost. Had he been listening to her he would be prepared for what was to come next. He missed his cue what Zara asked if she could demonstrate some poses, only to realize the situation. Zara could see she had completely inoculated Taylor with her looks. Two heart beats passed in silence before she answered herself, "Here check this one out."

Zara turned so that her side was in view of the camera and her back to Taylor, whom was clueless to what was happening. Before he had a chance to snap out of it, Zara dove forward into a folded position, touching her toes. She then twisted her hips from side to side. Zara then shot her arms out above her head as she rose back up. Turning back to face the camera she tried to hide a devious grin behind her practiced smile.

"For more action like that you can subscribe to my Youtube channel: Zarafolds. Every day I am posting new videos. Thank you Taylor, for bringing me on the show, you definitely have at least one new follower today, haha." The last thing Zara said, she looked Taylor right in his eyes and whispered in a sexy voice, "I'm excited to watch you grow!"

As she projected her words to Taylor, his body was hit with a wave of tingling feelings, like jumping into a hot tub before your skin adjusts. He did his best to snap out of it, "Yes exactly what Zara said! Like this video and subscribe to the channel," in a corny voice he charismatically finished "I'm growing like bitcoin!"

Zara jumped up and down squealing and giggling with excitement. Mesmerized by her bouncing cleavage Taylor fell right back into his entrancement, now shamelessly staring for only a brief second. A hunger took over Taylor and he gulped. In that same gulp he felt a quiver between his legs. His eye quickly darted to check his own bulge as he could feel blood rushing with haste all throughout his body. He could mask the horror that shot across his face as he gazed upon the delicate tent he had pitched. His shorts fabric folded over and around just the head. Concealed between his backdrop wall and the table where his phone stood recording, the only one who had a view would be Zara. Zara!

Taylor looked up to meet the eyes of Zara, whom must have read his face when he saw he was hard, and connected the dots. Zara and Taylor looked into each other's eyes and could see the electricity of excitement. When he looked at her, Zara was not disgusted with him. Shocked, Zara only kept smiling harder as if holding back a laugh. She looked back down at Taylor's shorts bulge. It was noticeably appetizing, a full meal waiting under a dish lid ready to be lifted and presented. 'How amusing', Zara thought to herself. Zara was giddy, awaiting Taylor to figure out a solution, or perhaps she can't make matters more interesting.

Taylor felt a void where his brain used to be, by his nature, he was never one to panic in high pressure situations, but this was by far the most embarrassing experience of his life. He was frozen and dumbfounded, the more he tried to focus inward and to remain calm and present, the more he was swept away with how unbelievable it all felt. This concoction of feelings swirling around his mind, a mixture of hope and enthusiasm for the podcast, projecting confidence in the face of the public, a growing appetite weaning into fatigue, and finally the heat of the hot summer day melting away his defense against the wicked charm of Zara.

He felt a soft hand grab his, "Come on, one more exercise, this one is for all you power couples to build on the foundation you each provide each other." Zara spoke towards the camera as she turned herself around one more time, gently brushing her fingers along Taylor's abs as she did so.

Her twirling around kicked up a draft, and Taylor could feel a breeze glide along the skin under his shaft and tickle the hairs of his testicles. Her hands guided Taylor to extended his arms outward and then locked his fingers into hers.

"Close your eyes, and breathe in...", Zara crept her feet closer to Taylor as her waste rocked back and forth, her cheeks searching for his rod. Taylor inhaled slowly and a wave of lustful aroma crashed into his focus, her intoxicating perfume had seduced him, he fully surrendered. He did not close his eyes, he resorted to once again shamelessly look down and feast his eye before him.

"...And gently exhale as you dip forward at the hips", Zara continued. The way her body curved as she folded hypnotized Taylor. He was no longer resisting or hiding his indecency, and she put more weight on his arms pulling them closer together. And with that little push, the tip of Taylor's cock was no longer brushing and teasing her ass, it was now firmly sunk in between her cheeks. He could feel her flower curve and fold open as Zara dipped deep down, her head facing right into the camera. He was a thermometer stick prodding her temperature and she was hot and melted.

'Are those her juices or mine?', Taylor wondered. His eyes rolled up and he lost focus, his head and body followed his eyes tilting his weight back. He could feel that his member had grown a mind of its own and was now pumping and flexing all on its own. He took a sharp inhale all at once began to explode right in sync with Zara letting out a very loud and slow moan. It was a verbal release that she controlled the tempo of, begging sharp and steadily softening her voice, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

In rhythm with her audible exhale, Zara flexed her body and tightened her grip around Taylor's fingers. She took her time raising herself back upright, as if lulling Taylor back to reality with a warm, easy welcome. Taylor appreciated the gentle integration, coming back from his once in a lifetime journey. He softened, allowing full trust that he is ok in Zara's hands. His whole body relaxed and melted into a tingle, he was buzzing.

He felt the warm sun on his skin, he could hear the cars pass on the street and sounds of the city, a scent of kettle corn whispered through the air. He opened his eye and looked around at the bustle of people shuffling through each other passing by on the side walk. He would catch a few glimpses from pedestrians, but only a shimmer before they carry on with the rest of their busy day. No one stopped what they were doing to watch, the only camera recording was his phone. They only two people in all of the busy street whom seemed aware was Zara and himself, aware that he had just cum right where he still stands.

Zara once again jumped up and down giggling and smiling at the camera, bouncing away from Taylor. Suddenly she twirls around facing Taylor with her legs crossed and hands folded behind her back, she sucked on her smile as if trying to cover for how much she was blushing. Uncrossing her legs she took a wide stance her back, butt and thighs taking up most of the camera's view. She then, reached out her arms initiating a handshake with Taylor. He looked confused, and then in a flash his expression changed, firmly completing the handshake and stepping towards the camera he spoke directly, "Looks like that's all the time we have for now everybody. I'm starving, I gotta go cum, I gotta go eat and come back I mean. Thanks for tuning in, thank you for everyone that subscribes, thank you Zara and thank you bitcoin, Goodnight."

While he said all this, Taylor walked over to the camera and timed his message with stopping the recording. He checked between his legs, to see a string of semen looped and hanging, connecting the trim of his shorts to his thigh. Suddenly a soft hand rested on his shoulder and Zara whispered in his ear, "Thank you, that was fun. I gotta cum, I mean run, feel free to use any of the footage as you see fit. Can't wait to watch you again. Mwah."

Taylor was left alone to pack up and gather his thoughts. By dinner, wolfed down his meal and rushed home. The whole time he was re-living the whole experience, curious what the camera saw. How incriminating was the evidence? He was eager to find out.