0 comments/ 68531 views/ 4 favorites No Circus Clown By: MistyMorgan Last week a circus came to town. James was real excited about it because he hadn't seen one since he was a young child. His memories were really pleasant and he just had to go play some of the games and enjoy the sounds and aromas of the Big Top. "Let's go! It'll be fun, I'm sure. I'll win you all kinds of silly stuffed animals and we'll gorge our faces with all the food we've been staying away from for months. You won't gain a pound; I promise!" he pleaded. The weather was wonderful and I do enjoy the gaiety and spectacle of the Big Top. The animals fill me with wonder and the clowns split my sides with laughter. So I agreed to go on Saturday afternoon. The fair grounds were crammed with bodies of all shapes and sizes. Each of which wore a smile and eyes full of wonder. The children were precious in their amazement. Boys tried to entice their dates with fuzzy bears and cuddly dogs that they spent twice the price on trying to win. James' azure eyes were darting back and forth in awe of the throng of bodies that blanketed the grounds. It was a hot Louisiana afternoon and there were halter tops, shirtless, and nearly bare silhouettes all around us. "Look!" he said as he pointed to the elephants that seemed to be tiptoeing across the hot tarmac. They were coming from the car wash. As we traveled the distance across the dusty vapors of the grounds I was searching for an appealing body. I wasn't sure what I really wanted, but I knew I would know him when I spotted him. He could be a visitor to view the gaiety or a member of the circus itself, but only my psyche would recognize him. It would be the way he walked or the tilt of his head, maybe even the glint in his eye. It would be an almost magical encounter. I could feel it. James saw a guy that swore he could judge our weight and age for a dollar. "Let's see how good he is." We stepped up to carnie and James paid him two dollars. He tried to measure James first. "You're forty-five and weigh one-hundred and thirty pounds!" he declared in a high, loud voice. James shook his head negatively and smiled. He took out his driver's license proving his age of forty-four. Then he stepped onto the scale and his weight proved to be one-hundred and thirty-nine pounds. It was my turn. I stepped up to the platform. I had on nothing but a light summer dress and a pair of sandals. "Well, lovely lady, you are obviously thirty-five years old and weight one-hundred and two pounds!" he exclaimed. I smiled coyly and held out my driver's license which proved I was forty-eight years old. I stepped on the scale and his eyes popped out at my weight of one-hundred and fifteen pounds. The herald smiled, "You wear your age well, my Lady!" "Thank you," I returned. He pulled me close and whispered, "Would you like to meet up later? I can promise you a good time." I smiled and winked at him. He was a well-built brunette with emerald eyes that sparkled like the stars lived in them. I looked at James and he smiled back. The glint in his Baby blues assured me that he would find the encounter exciting. "How long are you here for?" I questioned. "Through the weekend, ma'am" I took his pin from his shirt pocked and jotted down our number. "Call me when you're free and we'll have a frolic or two." His smile brightened. He gave me a giant Teddy Bear and James the cutest, cuddly puppy dog. "So he was smitten with you, wasn't he?" James whispered as we stepped off the platform. "He has our number, we'll see," I smiled. James licked his lips and took my hand "I hope he calls! He looks like he would be fun to play with." Yes, he does, doesn't he?" I could feel my nipples growing hard at the thought of his body next to mine. My heart of hearts told me he had all of the equipment that I would enjoy. I spotted a gypsy fortune teller's tent. "Let's check it out! See if we are destined to be rich or stay together until the day we pass to the next world!" I suggested. As we approached, Madame Putsha stepped out of her big top with a smile on her lips. Her raven hair fell loosely to her waist and her full skit barely showed her shoes. Her smile was wide and genuine. "You belong together; your essence shines before you arrive. Please allow me to enlighten you." My mind said, con act; my heart said this will be fun and illuminating. James and I looked in one another's eyes and without a word agreed to see what they gypsy could tell us that we didn't already know. Entering the canvas structure I observed a round table with an astral cloth covering it. There were tarot cards and a glass globe illuminated with a purple light. Stars twinkled above the reading stand and a cool breeze seemed to float over our skin. James pulled out a chair for me then settled himself beside me. Madam Putsha perched across from us. Her smile shown bright in the dim confines of the tent. Reaching into his pocket, James pulled out a twenty dollar bill and slid it across the table to Madame Putsha. She took the cash and nodded to him. I found it odd that she had not quoted us a cost and he just knew how much to pay for the reading. I said nothing. "Now, you wish to know if this week will bring you joy and happiness," she spoke as if she were reading my mind and probably James' as well. "James, have you seen anyone you would like to share your lady with?" she questioned him. My heart began to race at the insight she appeared to possess. It was as if she had known us for a long period of time and knew our deepest secrets. James just nodded his head; his hand in mine began to perspire. And Mistress, you have the beauty and allure that naturally brings men to your side. Have you found the ones you desire to tease James with?" My temperature began to rise as I was astonished by her candid questions on our lifestyle. Mutely, I shook my head. She smiled and then ran her hand over the globe before her. The purple haze seemed to brighten then changed to a pale gold. It looked as if birds were flying inside the orb. Then sparks flashed like lightening and there was a golden glow. "Yes, he is a good pick for you. He will bring you great pleasure and laughter while he is with you. He will be perfect for James as well; he understands his needs." She looked up and said, "He may not be able to judge age, but he can judge beauty and character." I glanced at James, astonished. He smiled back at me. "But, there are two others that will also excite your passion who you will meet this day. You will know them immediately. Both of you will blossom in their presence. My hand lay on James' lap and I felt his dicklett tighten. He turned to me and blushed. Then Madame Putsha pulled out a deck of Tarot cards. She had James cut them and then had me touch the pile. She lay them out in the Cabalistic Spread which gave us an overall picture of the situation. It included the past, present, and future circumstances, as well as the feelings and attitudes of the people involved in the situation. The reading seemed to match my feelings exactly and I could tell by James' reaction that he had the same reaction as me. When the session was over, Madame Putsha stood up without a word and walked to the rear of the tent, leaving us alone. We looked at one another in wonder. Silently, we decided that the reading was over and walked back into the blazing sun. As we stepped out of the structure, I saw a Tarzan like body swinging a mallet to ring the bell for a pretty little blonde. She was squealing with delight as the mallet hit the pad and the ball rose to clang the domed metal. The clown dressed Carney handed the petite Marilyn a stuffed dog; she giggled and jumped up and down like a cheerleader egging on her hero. Tarzan turned to smile at her and his eye met mine. I smiled demurely and turned away from him, taking James' hand. James asked, "What were you looking at?" "Tarzan," I smiled. His head turned and their eyes met. "He looks like someone I want to meet; what about you?" "Hmmmmm... maybe!" He turned and we headed for the bell ringer game. Tarzan stepped aside so that James could pay the fairway attendant. He moved next to his bouncing blonde but his eyes rested on my figure. James raised the not so heavy mallet over his head and feigned a tortured grunt. Then he brought the wide head down on the bell pad as the dinger rose to meet the bell which clanged loudly. "He's good too, Griffin," Marilyn smiled at her hero and James at the same time. Griffin Tarzan smiled only at me as I sat there with my legs slightly parted rubbing my inner thigh just high enough for him to use his imagination. "Yeah baby, he is; let me go congratulate him on his strength," Griffin said as he headed toward James and I with his hand extended. His eyes darted from James to me. "Good shot, man!" Griffin said as he approached James. His eyes continued to survey me. Marilyn rushed up to Griffin and James and said, "You are good at that!" "Thanks guys, but it's all in the wrist, you know..." he deferred to Griffin. "Yeah, it is!" Griffin's eyes darted toward me. "Wanna join us tonight?" I heard James ask Griffin. The look that crossed the Adonis' face was one of surprise and pleasure combined. He didn't look towards Marilyn because he knew that she wouldn't get it. Instead, he reached his hand toward James and shook his head. I can't make it tonight, but I would love to make it another night. James wrote down the phone number and handed it to him. "Not a problem, here's our phone number and when you're available, just give us a call. "Got it... I'll do that for sure." he replied as he turned and stared at me once again. "You may not be so tall, but you do hit that bell thing pretty good!" the Marilyn look alike giggled. James said thanks then smiled at Griffin, "See you later man." As they walked away, I heard Marilyn say to Griffin, "I didn't know you knew him!" I had to laugh. Continuing through the mass of people, James and I saw all kinds of interesting characters. One was a tall black man who carried a boa constrictor around his neck and stroked it as if it were a puppy. Another was a sexy woman wearing a business suit. She had on heels as she walked through the soft sawdust that covered the ground. I guessed she couldn't get off work to play, so she headed here on her lunch hour. James conjectured that she was part of the circus in some way. "Maybe she's the woman that gets shot out of the cannon or she's a high wire walker. Could be that she tames the lions in that getup. We laughed as he continued to make up stories about her. Then my attention turned to the mysterious, sexy man that was walking toward us. I became quiet. James just continued making up scenarios about the woman in the business suit until he realized I was no longer paying attention to him. He followed my stare and the only thing I heard was "Wow!" I finally turned to look at him and said, "Yes! Wow!" He was walking down the Midway and he was bronzed and built. He wasn't one of those men who was into himself; I could tell by the way he just didn't seem to care about his physical appearance, which was superb. He didn't have a look of superiority, but a simple smile as he surveyed the environment around him. He didn't appear to be simple, just that he enjoyed life. Looking forward with no particular purpose, he would smile at the sights that delighted him. I could see him sniffing the fragrances that this atmosphere provided and the joy they seemed to impart. I wanted to know this man that seemed much like James. He appeared to embrace the essence of the lives around him and take in just enough to satisfy his psyche. Easily satisfied with life and happy to be a part of this adventure. James walked quickly ahead of me and finally caught up with this mysterious man that held my interest. They spoke for awhile and I watched as James explained my needs to him. The man turned and bowed his head towards me with that fresh smile that caught my eye. I smiled back. He and James then started toward me. My heart quickened. He was exquisite. His smile grew the closer they became. "Mistress, this is Hugh." James introduced us. Hugh's smile was sincere as he greeted me. We talked a while then I invited him to join us we explored the inside of the Big Top. "I'd love to be a part of your entourage, little lady," Hugh smiled and held the crook of his arm for me to hold while he escorted me. James shrugged his shoulders and followed us into the smell of roasted peanuts and sounds of loud music and laughter. The stands were full of anxious spectators waiting for the show to start. Kids ran around in the sawdust that covered the floor holding fluffs of cotton candy while their parents nervously watched them afraid that a tiger or lion may break its steel bonds and devour their babies for dinner. Clowns danced, blew up balloons and shaped them into funny dogs, cats, and birds then distributed them to the rowdy children that were roaming the tent. All of the excitement and wonder made me smile. Hugh smiled and said, "You have a child-like quality!" "Funny, that's what attracted me to you; you seemed to have one as you sauntered down the Midway. You were taking everything in and the smile on your face sparkled," I told him. The Windjammers were playing the oomph music that set the mood of the circus. Hay covered the floor of the tent and the smell of peanuts, animal deposits and sweet cotton candy filled the area. James scouted out three seats. I sat between the two of them. To James, Hugh asked "What is with you? I mean you have this lovely lady by your side and you see me and ask me to join the two of you? Are you kinky or something?" Smiling James replied, "Yes, I am!" I giggled and James explained that he loved to see me pleased by men who have more manhood than he. Hugh sat there quietly for a short period of time digesting what he had heard come from James' lips. Then he looked to me and asked, "And you my Lady?" "I love him and I am insatiable," I replied. A smile crossed his bright face and he nodded his head. "Okay, I'm game!" James replied, "Great! Do you want to go home with us after the show, or would you rather give us a call and join us later?" Looking at me, Hugh responded, "The sooner the better! We'll just leave together." "Great!" James shook Hugh's hand. Then Hugh placed his arm around my shoulders and his fingers played with my erect nipples. I relaxed in his arms. James' hand was on my thigh. The show was great. The clowns were hilarious and the acrobats were fantastic. I loved the horses; they were so graceful and the dogs were playful and funny. The lions were beautiful and so regal and the tigers were majestic. By the time the show was completed, I was as horny as any woman could be. I had had two men massaging me for almost an hour. I needed to be given a release. Hugh had ironically parked very close to our vehicle. He followed us home and as James opened the door, the phone was ringing. "Yes, this is James," I heard him say. "Yeah, I remember you; thanks for calling!" "We just got home and we have company. Is tomorrow night good for you?" "Great!" he looked toward me. "Seven?" he asked me. I nodded my head with a smile. "Yeah, that's good. Look forward to seeing you then," he hung up the phone and said, Tarzan. I smiled. Hugh had found a comfortable chair and had made himself at home. I put on coffee, excused myself, and jumped into the shower while James entertained him. I returned in nothing but a slinky negligee that revealed my greatest qualities. Hugh licked his lips and I saw the front of his pants expand. "Mmmmmm, nice" he whispered softly. James walked over to me and stood behind me. He wrapped his arms around me and cupped my breast in his hands, "Do you like what you see, Hugh?" Licking his lips, Hugh replied, "Prettiest body I've seen a long while. He swallowed and licked his lips again. I walked to the chair where he was sitting. Knelling before him, I unzipped his stretched crouch and pulled out the stiff member there. He was well endowed and he oozing precum. Now, I licked my lips. Then I pressed the tip of my tongue to the clear fluid that was forming at the head of his dick. It was salty and made the fluids flow into my pussy. "Oh, you taste good," I whispered. I looked up at him and he appeared uncomfortable. I looked around for James, he was not in the room. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Oh yes, I'm wonderful. I'm just concerned about James; does he really like you being with other men? "Yes, he does. We are in this lifestyle because he loves to see me happy. And he can't physically do that for me. His dick is so little it won't really reach to the parts that need to be tended. Therefore, he finds partners that can satisfy me. From what I see, you were a great choice. Want to prove him right?" "Well, I'd be crazy if I said no. I've never been with a woman that loves sex as much as it appears you do. I would love to play with you all night long." He said as his mouth covered mine. James came into the room and Hugh pulled away. I turned to look at James and he had on his boxers. The front had a small tent pole in it. "Would you like to join me in the bedroom?" Hugh looked to me for an answer; I nodded my head. "Sure, I can't wait to experience this beautiful lady!" He stood up and held his hand out for me to take. As I arose from the floor he led me into the back of the house where James had prepared the bed for our play time. Slowly, Hugh undressed as he watched me slip out of the willowy negligee. Once my breasts were exposed, he reached over and pinched the erect nipples. Then he buried his face between them. Muffled he sighed, "Oh, these are so soft and perfect!" I lay back onto the pillows James had stacked and spread my legs wide exposing my smooth shaved, pink pussy. "Oh gaud! That is the most beautiful piece of art I've seen in years! Can I touch it?" "I hope that you will," James answered. Tentatively, Hugh leaned over my body and the tip of his tongue grazed my clit. A shiver ran down my spine and my hands went to the back of his head. I pressed slightly to persuade him to stay where he was. His tongue had more style than most men. He was experienced in pleasing a woman. I enjoyed the pleasures he was giving me. I wanted him. When he surfaced to take in air, I pulled him to me and passionately kissed him. Then I whispered in his ear, "Fuck me good, baby; I need to feel a real man between my legs!" Hugh lifted his hips above me and I could see the arrow between his legs aim for the target between mine. He had to be at least eight inches. That would be more than twice James' size. His mushroomed head easily slipped into the darkness with the help of the silky fluids that were flowing into my cunt. My breast became hard and my nipples stood erect. From time to time his fingers sought out the hard mummeries and pinched them playfully. I glanced at James on the side of the bed; his little dicklett erect and his fingers stroking it in time with Hugh's rhythm. He smiled and licked his lips as he watched my face and thrilled in the fucking I was receiving. Sweat began to drip on my skin as Hugh worked his magic with me. James noticed this and turned the air conditioner down. Then he ran back to see what was going on. He also brought cold water for us to drink during breaks. Hugh was relentless though; he didn't want a break. He could fuck like a dog and he was determined to give me more than I had ever had. I finally, I could feel the pressure building up in his penis and I became even more excited. I wanted to taste his salty cum. I forced him to roll over and as he did, I slid down his body and took his sticky prick into my mouth. No Circus Clown His hands pressed on the back of my head so that I would not pull away when he exploded into my mouth. I sucked him hard, trying to pull the thick, white fluid into my mouth. He moaned then sighed and moaned again. He tried to resist my hungry lips and almost succeeded. But I would have it. I wanted that salty seed in my mouth. Soon, he had to give it up. As he fell off me, James bent over my mouth and he sucked out all of the seed. He languished in the taste and a smile crossed his lips. Then he turned to Hugh and asked if he could lick my taste off of him. Confused, Hugh looked to me for the answer. I just nodded and smiled. "Sure, if that's what you want, go for it!" He lay back onto the pillows and pulled my legs apart. His fingers found my clit and again, he brought me to climax while James licked my fluids off his dong. When James was finished cleaning him, I rolled off the bed and extended my hand to Hugh. He heard the water running in the shower and knew what I wanted. James had already gotten water warm for us. As I stepped in I knew the water was the right temperature. James always knows how much heat I can take. Hugh sighed and smiled, "This feels so good, almost as good as you do!" I smiled and kissed him then buried my head beneath the teaming water. All the dirt from the circus washed away and I was left with the relaxed feelings that Hugh's manhood had provided me. "Did you enjoy that?" he asked me. "Yes, you were all I had hoped for. It's so nice to have a skilled man make love to me. I need that more and more these days." "It was my pleasure and I would love to do it again!" "Good because, I would love to feel you in me again. Would you like to be a regular?" "You do want me to be in bliss don't you?" "Well, yes, if you're in bliss, then so am I!" I giggled. Hugh kissed me once again. I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. James was there with the warm towels and he dried me off and wrapped my hair. "Man that was great! How would you like to make this a habit?" Hugh looked at me once again. I just smiled. "I think that I would like that a lot." "Great! I knew that I would." He looked to me for collaboration and I nodded my head. "Then we're on! Want something to eat?" Hugh laughed and declined the food. "I've got to get up early for work and I'm exhausted from this wonderful lady. I'll take a rain check for dinner." I dressed and walked him to the door. Hugh kissed me again and asked, "When would you like to dance again?" "Probably in a few days. James has set up a couple of other men too. I hope you're not the jealous type." "No, I'm very open minded. But I won't share you with anyone but James," he informed me. "That's not a problem," I assured him. Kissing me one last time, he walked out the door. I sighed and James looked at me with anticipation. "Yes, I liked him. He is good. We'll see him again soon. What did you think?" "I liked him too!" "Good, we're in agreement. Who was the call from?" "Tarzan; he wanted to come over tonight. I told him we were tired and to call tomorrow. Don't worry, he will definitely call." I shook my head in agreement then walked over to where he was sitting and kissed him on the forehead. "I'm tired; I think I can sleep now. Are you coming to bed?" "After the news; I want to see if you made it on TV!" "Yeah, right! What would I be on TV for?" "There was a camera man there today and he definitely took pictures of you." "Well, if he did, you can go get a copy of it for me tomorrow!" I kissed him good night and headed to the bed. Sleep came easily. Tuesday afternoon, James had just walked in the door when the phone started ringing. As he passed it, he lifted the receiver. "Hello? Yes, I remember" a smile crossed his lips. "No problem man, I understand. I go out of town unexpectedly from time to time, too. Oh yeah, we sure do!" he looked up at me and nodded. "Tonight? Let me see," he covered the mouthpiece of the phone; it's Tarzan, wants to know if we're available tonight?" "I'm game and horny, how about you?" His response was a wide smile as he touched his dicklett. "My lady can't wait to see you again. How about seven? Great! Here's the address and directions..." He got off the phone and his prick was poking against the restraints of his pants. "What's for dinner?" he asked nonchalantly. "I thought you were cooking tonight!" "Okay, guess we'll have cereal," he laughed and kissed me on the cheek as he headed for the bedroom to change clothes. I pulled out the steaks I had planned to cook and heated the grill. After dinner I showered while James prepared the bedroom for our company. He was so excited that he couldn't sit still. I was apprehensive and hoped that Tarzan was as good as he looked. James ran me a hot shower and the splash of the water clamed my nerves. He stepped in behind me and washed and massaged my back and shoulders. I wore my sheer black dress dotted with orange daisies. It is one of my favorites and very sexy. Without a slip one can see everything and who wears slips anymore? Taking deep breaths, I was able to calm my nerves while James watched the news. I was unable to sit still and busied myself in the kitchen. The doorbell rang and James answered it. "Hey, nice to see you again; did you have any problems finding us?" "No, you gave perfect directions," Griffin looked a tad nervous as I walked into the room. He turned to me with a nervous smile, "My lady, you look scrumptious tonight." I smiled and bowed my head, "Thank you, sir, you don't look bad yourself." The three of us chatted a little and learned a bit about one another. "What made you choose me?" Griffin wanted to know. I looked at James and smiled. "Should I tell him?" "When I saw you with Marilyn clanging the bell, you looked like Tarzan showing off for his girl. I could see the muscles under your T-shirt and I imagined that you had comparable muscles elsewhere. I wanted to find out. Do you?" Griffin blushed and a sly smile crossed his tanned face. "Do you have a problem with someone watching you with a woman?" James inquired. Blushing once again, Griffin thought for a few minutes. Then he looked at James and said, "I've never had that happen before, but it sounds a little exciting to me. I've always wanted to explore other sexual adventures, but Elaine is only into straight sex. Not even blow jobs." I licked my lips and looked demurely at him. "She doesn't know what she's missing." I saw a bulge grow in his tight jeans. Juices spewed between my legs. "How did you get so lucky?" he turned to James. "Lots of searching, man! Hard to find the right woman these days." "You've got that right!" they laughed together. "Well, since you're game, why don't we get started?" James walked down the hall to the bedroom. Griffin looked to me for direction. "He's just preparing the bedroom and himself. It's a little ritual he does to relax," I explained. "You are an amazing woman, I can tell even though I don't know you. How did you two get together?" "We met on the Internet. There was an uncanny connection; we just felt right." "Wow, that's interesting. I've never thought about finding someone on the NET." "You just never know where it's going to happen," I smiled. James returned in his boxers and invited us back. I led the way followed by Griffin. James had turned down the bed and dimmed the lights. He helped me out of my light dress and sat me on the bed. Griffin looked nervous. "Would you like me to leave while you undress?" "Thanks man, I appreciate that." James left for about ten minutes then returned just as Griffin crawled onto the bed. He didn't seem to mind my watching him undress, but wasn't as comfortable with James in the room. His prick was definitely within my expectations, easily eight and a half to nine inches. I licked my lips at the sight of it. Griffin lay back on the pillow next to mine and pulled covers up to his waist. James pulled up a chair in a corner of the room and turned off the lights. The only light was that of a few strategically placed candles. This made Griffin more comfortable. I touched his chest and started kissing his nipples. They quickly became erect and a tent rose in the area of his groin. "Ohhhh nice!" I whispered as my hand slid between his legs to fondle the jewels here. His girth felt about four-inches. As I ran my thumb over the smooth head I felt the moisture of his precum. I used it to stimulate him. Slowly, I ran my hand up and down the thick shaft while my tongue invaded his open lips. He pulled me on top of him while his hands explored the contours of my body. He seemed to enjoy caressing my full buttocks and sucking my erect nipples. His manhood slid between my legs but not into my love canal. Hands tight on my waist he moved my body up and down on his torso and with each stroke his dick grew larger. Precum spewed onto my belly. Griffin's tongue slurped at my hard tits like a thirsty dog lapping up a bowl of cool water. There was a low moan coming from him. "You smell so good! Just your aroma arouses me and your body drives me wild. I'm afraid I'm going to cum before I can even get my dick in your wet cunt," he whispered in my ear. I kissed him hard and slid my hand between us reaching for his Wang. I wanted to suck him off and then get him aroused so he could fuck me the way I wanted to be fucked; wild and furiously. He resisted my attempts and forced me to remain on top of him, my hand scrambling to jerk him off. My mouth watered wanting his man-sized prick, longing to taste his salty cum. "Why are you resisting me?" I whispered. "I want you so bad that I'm afraid I will lose it before I can get my dick in you. I've never been with a woman as willing as you. It excites me so much and I want to give you what you want and need," he tried to explain. "Just relax and enjoy. I want to please you; I want to give you what you long for and want. Lay back, spread your legs and relax. Then I'll do the same for you," I breathed into his ear. His arms loosened and I was able to move more freely. Slowly, I slid down his body, my lips caressing his skin as I descended. When I met the hairy mound above his manhood, I nibbled like a rabbit chewing cabbage. Griffin's hands rested on the back of my head, his fingers intertwined in my hair. I heard him quietly moaning, "Yes, yes, suck it baby; I want you to lick, suck it, and swallow it. Do it for me baby! Please!" Slowly, I ran my tongue the length of his shaft. When I reached his head, I inserted the tip of my tongue into his hole. The precum was thick; I licked it off. "You like that, don't you baby?" he moaned. "Yes, you taste so good! I'm going to swallow it all. You just lay there and enjoy it." He lifted his head and watched as I opened my mouth and covered his prick. I heard his breath catch as I slid my mouth down to his fur. It wasn't long before I could feel the heavy fluid making its way up his thick shaft. Anxiously, I pulled harder on his dick sucking it deeper into my mouth. His hips rose, as the thick cum did in his shaft. "Oh gaud!" He whispered aloud as his seed rose the distance from his balls and erupted like a volcano into my mouth. His hands pressed hard on the back of my head. "Swallow it baby, swallow it all! Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah!" his breath came in deep gasps. As the flow slowed, I slowly slipped my lips off of his dick. James came to me and kissed me; his tongue scooped Griffin's seed out of my mouth. "Mmmmm tastes good!" There was a wet spot on his boxers. Griffin slowly sat up. "Will you marry me? Both of you can come live with me. Please marry me!" I giggled. "Nah, I can't marry a man. I'll suck you off though," James assured him. "Not my type, but thanks for the offer," Griffin laughed nervously. "Now, now it's my turn!" I smiled at him while rubbing my clit. "Give me fifteen minutes to recover and build up my load again. Then I'll fuck you like no man has done before. Gaud, that was wonderful!" I lay back on the pillow and James came over to lick my clit and keep the fire burning. I laid there and enjoyed the warm glow his tongue always provides. I watched Griffin as he watched James please me. He looked at James then glanced at my face to see my expressions. "You sure are beautiful when you have sex." "Mmmmmm, yes, it feels so good!" He began stroking his phallus while watching James. The faster and deeper James went, the quicker Griffin stroked his own cock. Within minutes, he pushed James off me and spread my legs wide. Without warning, he was between them and his mushroomed head was pressing its way through my love canal. His size felt splendid as it dipped deeper into the well of my lust. Moaning, I thrust my hips up with each downward stroke of his thick penis. My hips could not wait for his butting. My fingers reached for the tiny dick at the head of my cunt. Each down stroke found my pleasure points and lightening flowed down my legs and butterflies took flight in my bosom. With each thrust he moaned and came down just a little hard and faster than the previous. His fingers grasped my tits and squeezed as his movements grew more urgent. Deep breaths escaped his lungs and his face became red with the passion in his loins. "Oh baby; cum for me, suck my dick into your pleasure garden and pull the wild seeds of lust from my being. Fuck me good girl; fuck like it's the last you're ever going to get!" Griffin cried as sweat poured from his brown and droplets fell on my chest and face. Then, with no warning, his legs stiffened and I felt the pumping as his sperm rose quickly to the head of his dong. His legs began to shake and his arms bent at the elbows. All his strength was zapped from him as his manhood flowed into my magic garden. He fell onto me, his body slick with sweat. He smelled salty and the moisture mixed with mine. He slid off my body with his left hand still lying in my pleasure valley. His fingers slipped inside me and he played with the fluids he had deposited. "I love the feel of my manhood in your cunt. The silky feel of new life; I hope one of them makes it. Then you'll be mine." I turned to him. "Sorry, but the flower bed died years ago." "Too bad, I always wanted a son," he whispered then kissed. "It was fun planting it though." "Yes, it was. You are very good. I feel fulfilled. Now we need a shower. James sat in the corner of the room. His dicklett out and moisture overflowing it's head. "James, time to clean up so I can shower. Put that useless baby dick away and come clean this real man prick. You will enjoy its flavors. But not until you have cleaned my valley." He quickly closed the opening in his shorts and crawled onto the bed. He looked to Griffin for permission to approach. Griffin looked to me. "James wants your permission to clean my fluids off of your cock." "Sure, buddy, come on, maybe I'll fill your mouth too!" James scurried like a chipmunk onto the bed and his mouth quickly covered the head of Griffin's dick. As I watched, Griffin's hips slid up and down to match James' movements. His breathing became heavy again and his nipples were hard. Within minutes the fountain of his seed spewed into James' mouth forcing him to swallow quickly. Rolling over once the spray had subsided; James licked his lips and smiled. "Thank you Master Griffin, I am ever in your debt for the substance you allowed me. And the pleasures you gave my Lady." "Well, I will be glad to come fuck her anytime she needs the real thing. It's obvious you don't have the equipment to please her. I enjoyed you watching us too. It was weird at first, but man once I let go of the old hang-ups you watching made it even more exciting and pleasurable. Never dreamed having a woman's lover watch me while I took her from him would turn me on. I may be addicted to it now." "Well, if you are, you are welcome to come over anytime she wants you even if I'm not home. And you could bring friends if you like; that is if my Lady doesn't mind," he said as he looked at me for approval. I shook my head yes. "I'll go run you two a shower and get some warm towels." He pulled his shorts apart at the crotch and rubbed the tiny head as he walked into the bathroom. "Is he serious?" "Yes, he is. This is what he desires. He loves seeing me happy and he can't do it for me," I assured him. "When can I see you again?" "Anytime I'm available. And hopefully when James is home because he would rather watch than hear but, if necessary, hearing works for him. And yes, your friends are welcome as long as they're not too many. I really don't like more than three at a time." "I really don't want to share you with anyone but James, if that's okay with you?" "Yes, that's acceptable too," I agreed. He kissed me and we headed for the hot shower James had run for us. While the waterfall stimulated our skin, we stimulated one another further. Griffin knelled before me, placing his tongue in my slit. It darted in and out while I held tight to the shower head to keep my balance. My knees trembled with pleasure as his tongue pleasured me once again. I held to the shower head to keep my balance. My arms became weak and I slid down the wall barely missing the nozzle and handles. Fortunately he caught me and prevented me from scratching my back and banging my head. His lips covered my torso and his hands caressed my valley of pleasure. I wanted to hold him here with me for hours. James heard the water shut off and opened the curtain to hand us our towels. Griffin quickly pulled away as if he were doing something wrong. Then he seemed to realize that there was no danger associated with his actions. He allowed James to help me out of the shower. James handed Griffin a warm towel and I watched as James' eyes slid down his tight body and rested on the still semi-stiff cock between his legs. When he saw me notice he smiled and wrapped me in the warmth of the towel. Griffin emerged soon after James had wrapped my long red hair in a towel. "Best shower I've ever taken," he smiled. "Really stimulating!" "I'm glad you enjoyed it," James smiled. "Oh, I surely did that; your Mistress is totally enjoyable. Even in the shower. I would like to come back sometime." James looked to me and I nodded. "I think my Mistress would be delighted to feel your body against hers in the near future." Griffin turned to me and I smiled then nodded my approval. "Great! I'll call back sometime next week then." He leaned down and kissed me then James showed him to the door. When James returned, he had two glasses of red wine. He handed me one and we toasted. "You liked him, didn't you?" "Yes, he is interesting and fun and he has a really great cock, but his tongue isn't as good as yours. So I guess I'll keep you around." I giggled then kissed him. His hands found my breast and he squeezed my erect nipples then he went down on me and quelled the fire there. His tongue always knows the special places that turn me on. I came hard again and my body wracked with pleasures only James' ingenuity can satisfy. Exhausted, I rolled toward him and lay my head on his chest. His fingers frolicked through my long silky hair, lulling me to slumber. My eyelids grew heavy and darkness closed in around me. The alarm rattled me out of the deep sleep I had fallen into. As I rolled over, there was a warm spot where James' body had been. I sniffed the air and the smell of hot coffee tantalized my senses. "Hmmmmm" I moaned as I rolled out of the warm comfort of the bed. No Circus Clown A new day had begun. James was going out of town today. I had forgotten that fact until I reached the living room where his suitcase sat next to the front door. Sadness cruised through my mind. But I put a smile upon my lips. "Good morning, sunshine! I was going to serve you breakfast in bed this today. Look, waffles, orange juice and bacon. Are you hungry?" "Ravenous! Sex sure does make one hungry doesn't it?" "Well, it makes me hoggish," he snorted. I laughed at him then gave him a hug and a kiss as he pulled out the chair for me to sit. "I forgot you were going out of town today. How long do you think you'll be?" "Just a few days. I'll call tonight when I get settled in the hotel. The conference shouldn't be too long. They said three days. I'll bring you back something special. You want a blond or a brunette?" he laughed. "I think I would like a dark haired beauty this time!" I retorted. "And his skin should be light or dark?" "Dark meat seems appealing to me this morning, what do you think; we haven't had a good piece of dark meat in a while. Someone muscular and animal-like. Mmmmm makes me wet just thinking about it. I'm going to miss you. I'll just roll around the house like a marble while you're gone." "No you won't, you've still got that one Bull waiting for you to answer the phone; I'll bet he calls tonight." "Gosh, I'd also forgotten about him. What was his name? I think I must be getting senile." "He didn't give you his name, remember? He was the Carnie that judged our weight and if he does call while I'm gone, please invite him back for when I get home if they are still here. He just seemed like a really neat person and I know he'll do you really good. My little dicklett and I would love to watch as he puts a glow on your skin. I hope he's as good as he appeared." "Yes, he was the one that had that though I was really young. I liked his smile and he seemed so laid back. I hope you're home before he calls. But the circus is leaving this weekend. I want to share him with you. I'll bet he would be game." "Well, I guess we will just have to wait until he calls. Now eat your breakfast it's getting cold and I need to go to the airport. I'll call you tonight." He kissed my lips then my forehead and headed out the door. As it fell closed behind him a tear trickled down my cheek. I ate then busied myself by cleaning up the dishes and making the bed. I pulled out a book and read a couple of chapters. I was bored and needed something to do. I looked at the paper for a while and noticed a movie I had been waiting to see was now showing. I got dressed and headed for the theatre. Standing in line, I turned to look around and I saw a smiling face. It looked familiar but I wasn't sure I where I knew it from. His hand went up and I waved back. Then he came toward me. "Hi! It's nice to see you again. Sorry I haven't called, but the carnival has been really busy this week, only two more days and we'll have to pack up the spool truck. Leave for the next town." "Oh that's not good; I was hoping to play with you before you leave. I know that you are busy all day and at night too, but I so wanted to share my body with you." "You were serious about that?" I thought it was just a joke or something," his face turned red. "No, it was a true offer." "But your husband or boyfriend was right there!" "No, he's my cuck. I like to share him too." "What's that? A cuck?" "He's the man who takes care of my needs and likes to watch me with other men. And he loves me; I love him." "So why would you want a carnie when you have him?" "Because he has a really small dick and I need a real man to please me from time to time. Plus he loves to watch me enjoy a real man as often as he can." I explained. "Wow, that's amazing. I just find it so hard to believe. Especially, if I had a Lady that looked like you and was as outgoing as you. I'd keep you locked up," he smiled embarrassed. "Don't blush; it's a normal thing to want to keep a woman to yourself. But our relationship is based on love and trust. And James needs to see me happy and satisfied." "Damn woman, what are we doing here in this movie line? I have three free hours, and I would rather use them in your bed than watching a damned movie." He took my hand and pulled me out of the cue. Opening the car door, he said, "By the way, my name's Navid." I told him mine and asked "That's an interesting name, what nationality is it?" "American; according to my mother it means beloved." "I like it. Never heard it before though." "I like yours too. So how do I get to your house before I blow my lode right here? Don't mean to be so crude, but you really turn me on." I gave him directions and had to guide him there from time to time since he was not familiar with the town. We talked about his lifestyle and how he became a carnie and to my surprise his story matched many that I had heard in movies about young people joining the circus. He certainly seemed to be very smart and somewhat refined to have lived that lifestyle for over twenty years. He explained that he had come from a well to do family and that when he was sixteen, he was told that he had to go to a private school that was across the country from his friends and the places he loved. To avoid the forced separation from those he love, he ran away hoping to find a better life. "And it was hard at first, but I soon became adapt to the lifestyle. I had a natural knack with people and I'm friendly enough. I've made a good living on the road. But it is hard on a person. Long days and nights; lots of different cities where no one knows your name. It can get lonely some times. But then, there are times like this. You know, when I meet a pretty like yourself who wants to hold me to her bosom." He became quiet. "Oh, this happens often?" I asked. "Well, not really, you're the first to be honest. But I promise to try really hard to live up to your standards." "I'm sure you will do a great job. And from what I see; I know that you will," I said glancing at the bulge that had erupted in his soft cotton slacks. Navid blushed and asked, "Where did you say I had to turn?" I looked up and cried, "Damn! We just passed it. You can turn down the next street and make a right to get us back to where we need to go. Sorry, my eyes were gazing at something more interesting." He blushed once again. "Why are you embarrassed? You've been on the road long enough not to have a little female get the best of you, haven't you?" "Well, I thought so, but then I met you." We laughed together. His was melodic and his eyes sparkled with joy. Finally we came to my street and he turned into the driveway. "Good thing you left your car at the theatre because I would never find my way back alone and I have a good sense of direction." "Where is your friend, anyway, his name is..." "James and he left to go out of town this morning. I'll tell him all about you when he calls tonight, though." He bluffed starting to climb back into the car and I begged him to please stay. I had to guarantee that James wouldn't come home with a shotgun in hand. I offered him lunch or something to drink. "No, I don't want to throw up on you; that would make a bad impression, I think." "I like your sense of humor, it is like James'". "Well, that makes me feel comfortable!" "I don't bite, I promise!" He took of his lite jacket found a seat. "So what's next?" "Well, I thought we would get naked and roll around in the mud, does that appeal to you?" I said in a very dead-pan tone. Navid nearly drop the beer I had just handed him. "You're not serious are you; because I can't really say that is something I've always wanted to do?" "Damn it's been my lifelong dream and I know that someday I'll find a man to roll in the mud with me. Oh well, guess we'll just have to take our clothes off and roll around in the bed instead." He wiped his hand across his brow and whispered, "Thank goodness; where do I need to go?" "Well, the bedroom's down the hall to the right. I'll be glad to lead the way," I started stripping off my dress as we headed to the boudoir. "Oh, that's the nicest scenery I've viewed since I've been here. I must be the luckiest man in the world." Without acknowledging his comment, I threw off my shoes and slid my G-string down my smooth, slender legs. "Oh, woman stop! I'm going to blast before the tips of my fingers can feel your silky skin. Please stop!" I turned to look at him, fully nude. He was trying to unbutton his tented pants. As he succeeded in doing so, his woody shot out like a rocket and it dazzled at its opening. I licked my lips longing to taste that shiny fluid. I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me and onto the bed. His still clothed body fell onto my unclad one. My fingers fumbled at his shirt trying to free him from the binds of civilization and bring him into my world of passion and lust. He didn't resist. Navid spread his arms wide allowing me complete access to his clothes. I stripped him of his shirt first, and then released the metal teeth that restricted the object of my desires. My eyes sparkled when they spotted the thick shaft with slick fluids oozing from it. Mouth watering, I wanted to just bury his manhood in it and suck all the tasty fluids out of him. But I controlled my passions and allowed him to continue with the ritual many men feel is their right. I rolled over and allowed him to explore my body in whatever manner he wished. At first, he just stared, his tongue swishing back and forth across his lips. Then he bent over me and his lips caressed mine. Navid was gentle, in no hurry to 'get it over with.' His eyes gleamed as he surveyed the contours of my torso. His fingers circled the rise of my breast from base to nipple. Then he bent to plant a gentle kiss on each. His breath was warm on my skin. I felt the moisture of his excitement. I wanted to pull him to me and feel him inside of me. But I allowed him his pace and restricted my excitement at his touch as much as I possibly could. Fluids spilled into my passion flower and I wanted him to calm the fire that was growing fierce. Finally he kissed my lips. His now exposed skin was warm against my heated passion. "Please take me; I need you so much," I breathed in his ear as he nibbled on my neck. His mouth covered mine and the fires ignited, the flames grew quickly and his hands caressed all of the lusty passion spots. He was nearly as adept at knowing my body as was James. I relaxed, closed my eye, as his hands and mouth explored my form and shape. When he was intrigued, he lingered, his breath warmed my skin and his fingers or mouth felt like butterflies softly caressing my derma. I caught my breath, several times as he found those special places that drove me over the edge. Then, he stopped. Just stopped. I opened my eyes. He was sitting up, a grin crossed his lips. "Are you okay?" "Couldn't be better," he whispered. "Do you need to leave?" "No, have the whole afternoon off." "Then why did you stop?" "To savor this moment, the one just before I take you and spoil you for other men. You are so beautiful and I've never had a woman so responsive as you are. I just wanted to savor this moment before I break through that soft cushion between your shapely legs. I've smelled you, and tasted your but I've not dove in because I want the entire experience to be one of great passion and enthusiasm. I want you to remember me always. I want you to long for me when you are with other men." Navid spoke slowly and smiled the whole time. He took his penis into his left hand and stroked it. Its acorn head still sparkled with precum. I licked my lips. I wanted to lick his claret mushroomed head. I ventured to try. I slowly bent over him; his hand still stroking his long, thick shaft. My tongue glazed the tip of his dick and his breath caught. "Ohhhh yes, that's nice!" His head fell back and he spread his legs wide for me to slip between them. I crawled up to his crotch and covered his thick head with my hungry mouth. My tongue swirled around the pulsing phallus and tasted the subtle salt of his cum. Its flavor made my nipples hard and caused juices to prepare my Venus garden for his pleasure. I sighed and moaned in tandem. Slurping at this prick like a cherry Popsicle. "Oh yeah, baby; fuck it with your mouth. You want to savor my seed, don't you? You want to take it all in, do it baby, suck me dry. Then I'll fuck your cute little muffin like it's never been screwed before. You'll never be satisfied with another man, I promise you that." The more he prodded, the faster my head slid up and down on his smooth shaft. My pussy spewed juices like never before; I could feel them trickling down my legs and dripping on the sheets. I was having difficulty breathing, my excitement so high that with every down stroke of my head I had to mentally force myself to take another breath. Navid's hands gently pressed against the back of my head; his fingers entwined in my hair occasionally pulling it. The pain added to the pleasure of sucking him. His ball scrunched and I watched as the force of his orgasm pushed his seed up to the smooth head that still played in my mouth. I tasted the salty cum as it splashed on the roof of my mouth. I had to fight to swallow quickly enough not to drown in the overwhelming amount of semen. It filled my orifice then spilled out onto my chin and the bed. "Yeah, baby, take it all. Then I'm going to fill you pretty cunt too. And after that, I'll screw you tight little asshole!" his voice was raspy from the pleasures he derived from me. "Too bad you boy isn't here. No one to clean you up! Hey, maybe I can do that part too. Be your Bull and cuck. What do you think? Would you like that? I would. I'll just guzzle that sticky fluid out of your sweet little nookie and swallow it like it was a raw oyster. Mmmmm, I'm gonna cum again just from the thought of sucking your pussy to get my seed back." Navid was ramming my mouth faster and faster as he became more excited at playing the role of my cuck. "Oh yeah, you are some sweet piece of mouth. I can't wait to fuck your fuck hole then your ass hole." This is going to be the best day of my life. I just know it." He exploded once again and the still warm cum flowed out of my mouth and on to his bush. Then he pushed me aside. He pulled me to his lips and kissed me; his tongue jutted inside and his tongue swilled around licking his semen off my tongue and out of my cheeks. He swallowed his semen and as he did, his body shook with an electric orgasm. Releasing me, he let me fall back onto the bed. My legs splayed. I was exhausted already. He was so exciting and relentless. I lay there limp almost unable to move. I tried to sit up, but Navid pushed me back. "No, we're not finished. It's fuck time now," he whispered as he began stroking himself once again as his other hand played with my clit and his fingers dove into my lips of lust. "You love this, don't you baby. You don't even need your little cucky boy. All you need is me. I can do it all for you. I'll fuck you, eat you and provide for you. I know how to find all those special places." Just as he said that he found my erogenous zone and my hips raised off the bed three inches. My legs shook and my pussy spewed fluids. "Now, I'm going to show you how a real Bull fucks. You get to see what it's like to have me drive it home. You're gonna love this." His mouth covered my love canal and his tongue fucked me. It was thick, wet and long; really long. He could reach my pleasure points with his tongue. As he tongue screwed me, his fingers caressed my pulsing clit. My body was electrified. I had no control over the vibrations that flowed from my head to my feet. I had convulsions of pleasure that were foreign to me. And I had pleasures that I wanted to last for hours. My hand pressed hard on the back of his head and the harder I pressed the deeper and faster his tongue fucked me and the faster his thumb and forefinger stroked my electric clit. I felt that I couldn't breathe I was so overcome with passion and lust. "That's it baby fuck me good! Play with that clit. Oh that's so good. Fuck my pussy, lick my clit," I cried as I pressed his face deeper and deeper into my wet cut. My hips pressed up and my hands pressed down. I wanted to fuck his face just like I wanted him to fuck me. Quivering with pleasure, I nearly passed out. Sweat had slicked my body and made my hair tangle. The sheets were soaked with both perspiration and seed. Yet Navid didn't stop; he was animalistic. Like a wild cat he clawed at my body wanting to drain it of all its energies. I felt him lick my breast. I wondered how he had gotten there without my knowledge. Then I realized I had been in a black hole for awhile. The ecstasy had been so overwhelming that I had to physically go away to survive it. Then I realized I must have passed out for a short period of time. My mind just couldn't phantom the depth of his energies or his fervor. Suddenly, he stopped and rolled off me. I turned and he lay almost lifeless beside me. The only way I knew he was alive was the constant heave-ho of his chest as he sucked in air. I rolled over and tried to make it to the bathroom. When I attempted to stand, my legs gave out and wouldn't allow me to take a step. Crawling on my hands and knees, I made it there. Turning on the hot water I felt a relief. Just the feel of the warm shower seemed to give me a little strength. I forced the last of my energies into my arms and pulled myself over the side of the tub. The warm water splashing onto my sensitive skin seemed to revive me enough to bathe myself. I had just started lathering myself when Navid arrived looking as if he had relaxed all day long. "You are spectacular!" he smiled. "Thank you. You pretty much made me into a washcloth. I've never been so exhausted after sex in my entire life. James is so going to be sorry he missed this." "Mind if I join you? I promise not to make you so weak that you can't enjoy your shower." "Please do. You can wash my back and I'll wash yours." "That sounds great," he said as he climbed into the teeming water. "You were fantastic!" "So were you. I've never had a woman that could last as long as you. Do you want to get married?" I giggled and replied, "No, that's not my thing, but thanks for the offer." "Damn, I would love to have a woman like you. One that can go for hours and still have enough energy to crawl into the shower." He laughed. Navid kissed me again and his hardness pushed against me. "I want to fuck you now. I want to fill you with my seed." "How do you go for so long?" "Your sexiness drives me." I felt the pressure as his dick penetrated me and the cold chill of the ceramic tile as my back scraped against it. "Oh yes, baby, I could fuck you for days." With each upward stroke of his prick in my pussy a chill ran up my spine. He was larger than he appeared. Navid kept one hand on the arch of my back to protect me from being hurt against the shower and knobs. My head lay against the cool tiles. With each upward stroke of his dick I raised up onto my toes. When he came, his cum ran down my legs. It was warm and thick. "How do you keep doing that? You have an unnatural amount of cum!" "I've always had a lot of staying power. Guess it's because I keep jacking off, which probably builds up my sperm supply. Hell, I don't know! Maybe it's just because you are so sexy." "I wish James had been here to share this with us. He would have loved all of your hot seed. But I'll tell him all about it when he calls tonight." No Circus Clown "Yeah, I'm sure he'll like to hear about it and he can sit on the phone and masturbate while you describe all the pleasures you had." "Where's the next town the circus is going?" "Some small town in Minnesota, don't quite remember the name of it." "That's okay; if it had been close, I would have said that James and I would to it and maybe you could find time to play with him there. But I don't think we'll go to Minnesota just for me to get royally fucked." "Nah, I wouldn't expect you to." I Navid drove me back to the theatre so I could pick up my car. I had no desire to watch the movie anymore. Besides, it was nearly ten o'clock and I was really exhausted from our folly. I nearly fell asleep driving home. As I entered the house, the phone was ringing. "Hello? Ah James you missed it baby! Navid came over and fucked me so good I almost joined the circus with him. Let me tell you... ~ Lady Dora