Clowning Around
I'm getting a bit carried away with my stories, but I figure that at least they give someone something to talk about....or mull over. I'll post just a couple more stories and call it a good day's work. This is probably one of my favorite stories.
Clowning Around
By: Laurie
Cosmo wanted Muffy from the minute he saw her at the parade making balloon animals for a bunch of kids. He was glad his pants were so baggy, otherwise everyone would see just how much he wanted her. In two quick long-legged strides he covered the distance separating them.
He knew just the thing to win her heart. He rolled up the sleeve of his blue checkered sport coat and produced a large bouquet of colorful silk flowers. All of the children clapped and laughed as he elaborately bowed and presented the bouquet to her. She feigned embarrassment; he couldn’t tell if she was really blushing underneath all her makeup.
It was time for the kiddy show to end and the grown-up show begin. He offered his arm to her and they made their grand exit, regally walking and waving as if they were the king and queen of England.
"Do you have any leftover balloons?" he asked lewdly.
"Of course I do. Do you have any silk scarves up your sleeve?" she asked eagerly.
"About a dozen," his heart beat rapidly, "My place or yours?"
"I live right around the corner," she offered. He could tell she was just as eager as he was for this encounter.
By the time they were at her front door, Cosmo could barely restrain himself from dropping his polka-dot trousers and lifting up Muffy’s rag-doll skirt and tearing off her crisp, white pantaloons. He wanted to bend her over whatever piece of furniture that first caught his eye before penetrating her.
"Keep your pants on!" Muffy ordered when he pressed up against her while she unlocked the door.
"Not so fast," she told him when he closed the door and pressed her up against a wall and kissed her long and hard, letting his red foam nose brush against her cheek. Cosmo could hear her panting, trying to keep control of her quickly escalating breath.
"Give me your scarves," she told him.
He took a step back and began a slow dance, like a stripper warming up for her big act. Slowly, he grabbed the crotch of his polka dot trousers, unzipped them and began pulling out a red scarf, knotted to a gold scarf, followed by a royal blue scarf. She grabbed the red scarf and slowly helped him draw out scarf after scarf until she held in her hands a colorful rainbow of silk scarves knotted together.
Muffy led him into the bedroom where a very bright pink iron canopy bed awaited their presence. "You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do this," she admitted. She pushed him on to the bed with more strength than he expected. She unknotted the red scarf and wrapped it around one wrist and then one of the posts of the bed. Cosmo’s cock, despite the bagginess of his trousers, poked upwards like a tent pole. She unknotted the gold scarf and then tied it around his other wrist and another one of the bedposts. She repeated the process with his feet, and then took the time to rub the huge yellow costume shoes. She was glad they didn’t need to come off. "I’ll be back in a minute she told him.
She left just long enough to take off her striped tights and pantaloons and put on a pair of flaming orange fishnet stockings. She returned to the bedroom and began blowing up balloons.
First she blew up a long thin balloon, then a shorter red balloon. She bent and twisted the red balloon around the pink balloon until it resembled the balloon sword, only, he knew it wasn’t a sword. She opened her mouth and began to wrap her mouth around the toy. He watched while she greedily swallowed a small portion of the balloon. She straddled him and blew up two more balloons and formed them into the shape of another penis. She lightly rubbed against him, taking advantage of her stronger position. She caressed his face with the balloons, occasionally permitting their lips to meet and rub their foam noses together. The elastic of his trousers stretched enough for her to release his member from their confines.
"Balloons taste good, but not nearly as good as flesh!" He couldn’t believe that this lovely, sexy clown girl was going down on him, and completely costumed! It was almost too good to be true! He saw her face paint smearing as she rubbed his cock around her face and lips. She had put a balloon between her thighs and she slowly rubbed against it, knowing just how much pressure she could put on it without letting it pop. He wanted to explode.
She stopped abruptly. "I need to go get something," she told him. Once again she disappeared. The pressure in his cock was almost unbearable. Breathlessly he waited. When she returned he saw how disheveled she was. Her red cheeks and lips had smeared the white grease paint so that her lower face was mostly varying shades of pink. "I think it’s time for a different type of balloon," she explained, and slowly she began to put a bright yellow and green striped condom on him. His head was spinning as she mounted him and he felt her insides, warm, wet and tight. She stretched the fabric neck of her dress so he could see the flesh he wanted to see. He watched her breasts jiggle as she began moving faster. She began to thrust hard and vigorously until they were both ready to explode. "Whoooop! Whooooooooop!" she screamed.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooohhhhhhwwwww whoop! Whoop!" He felt his body shake as he came.
"Beeeeeeeeeeeohhhhhh yeah!!!!" she moaned as she collapsed on to him and buried her face in the ruffled collar of his shirt. In that state of bliss he knew that this wouldn’t be the last time he clowned around with Muffy.
Cosmo wanted Muffy from the minute he saw her at the parade making balloon animals for a bunch of kids. He was glad his pants were so baggy, otherwise everyone would see just how much he wanted her. In two quick long-legged strides he covered the distance separating them.
He knew just the thing to win her heart. He rolled up the sleeve of his blue checkered sport coat and produced a large bouquet of colorful silk flowers. All of the children clapped and laughed as he elaborately bowed and presented the bouquet to her. She feigned embarrassment; he couldn’t tell if she was really blushing underneath all her makeup.
It was time for the kiddy show to end and the grown-up show begin. He offered his arm to her and they made their grand exit, regally walking and waving as if they were the king and queen of England.
"Do you have any leftover balloons?" he asked lewdly.
"Of course I do. Do you have any silk scarves up your sleeve?" she asked eagerly.
"About a dozen," his heart beat rapidly, "My place or yours?"
"I live right around the corner," she offered. He could tell she was just as eager as he was for this encounter.
By the time they were at her front door, Cosmo could barely restrain himself from dropping his polka-dot trousers and lifting up Muffy’s rag-doll skirt and tearing off her crisp, white pantaloons. He wanted to bend her over whatever piece of furniture that first caught his eye before penetrating her.
"Keep your pants on!" Muffy ordered when he pressed up against her while she unlocked the door.
"Not so fast," she told him when he closed the door and pressed her up against a wall and kissed her long and hard, letting his red foam nose brush against her cheek. Cosmo could hear her panting, trying to keep control of her quickly escalating breath.
"Give me your scarves," she told him.
He took a step back and began a slow dance, like a stripper warming up for her big act. Slowly, he grabbed the crotch of his polka dot trousers, unzipped them and began pulling out a red scarf, knotted to a gold scarf, followed by a royal blue scarf. She grabbed the red scarf and slowly helped him draw out scarf after scarf until she held in her hands a colorful rainbow of silk scarves knotted together.
Muffy led him into the bedroom where a very bright pink iron canopy bed awaited their presence. "You don’t know how long I’ve been wanting to do this," she admitted. She pushed him on to the bed with more strength than he expected. She unknotted the red scarf and wrapped it around one wrist and then one of the posts of the bed. Cosmo’s cock, despite the bagginess of his trousers, poked upwards like a tent pole. She unknotted the gold scarf and then tied it around his other wrist and another one of the bedposts. She repeated the process with his feet, and then took the time to rub the huge yellow costume shoes. She was glad they didn’t need to come off. "I’ll be back in a minute she told him.
She left just long enough to take off her striped tights and pantaloons and put on a pair of flaming orange fishnet stockings. She returned to the bedroom and began blowing up balloons.
First she blew up a long thin balloon, then a shorter red balloon. She bent and twisted the red balloon around the pink balloon until it resembled the balloon sword, only, he knew it wasn’t a sword. She opened her mouth and began to wrap her mouth around the toy. He watched while she greedily swallowed a small portion of the balloon. She straddled him and blew up two more balloons and formed them into the shape of another penis. She lightly rubbed against him, taking advantage of her stronger position. She caressed his face with the balloons, occasionally permitting their lips to meet and rub their foam noses together. The elastic of his trousers stretched enough for her to release his member from their confines.
"Balloons taste good, but not nearly as good as flesh!" He couldn’t believe that this lovely, sexy clown girl was going down on him, and completely costumed! It was almost too good to be true! He saw her face paint smearing as she rubbed his cock around her face and lips. She had put a balloon between her thighs and she slowly rubbed against it, knowing just how much pressure she could put on it without letting it pop. He wanted to explode.
She stopped abruptly. "I need to go get something," she told him. Once again she disappeared. The pressure in his cock was almost unbearable. Breathlessly he waited. When she returned he saw how disheveled she was. Her red cheeks and lips had smeared the white grease paint so that her lower face was mostly varying shades of pink. "I think it’s time for a different type of balloon," she explained, and slowly she began to put a bright yellow and green striped condom on him. His head was spinning as she mounted him and he felt her insides, warm, wet and tight. She stretched the fabric neck of her dress so he could see the flesh he wanted to see. He watched her breasts jiggle as she began moving faster. She began to thrust hard and vigorously until they were both ready to explode. "Whoooop! Whooooooooop!" she screamed.
"Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooohhhhhhwwwww whoop! Whoop!" He felt his body shake as he came.
"Beeeeeeeeeeeohhhhhh yeah!!!!" she moaned as she collapsed on to him and buried her face in the ruffled collar of his shirt. In that state of bliss he knew that this wouldn’t be the last time he clowned around with Muffy.
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