Clowning Around

“What the hell is this?” Margie asked.  A confused-looking clown was
standing in front of her.  A red curly wig sat on his head, and he was
wearing elaborate makeup and a bulbous red nose.  His baggy clown suit
was tucked into the tops of his hugely oversized shoes.  “I ordered a
stripper, not a clown.”

The clown shrugged sadly, uninflated balloons hanging from his gloved
hands.  “I don’t know what to tell you, lady,” he said.  “They sent me
here.”

Margie put her hands on her hips and sized him up.  “You’ll do,” she
said.  She led him into the entrance hall and then upstairs to her
bedroom.  She pulled of her satin bathrobe and lay back on the massive
bed.  “Do your thing,” she said.  “I like to make myself come while I
watch you get naked.”

The clown frowned and then smiled as Margie parted her legs, slipping
her fingers around her wet cunt lips.  She fingered herself.  He
dropped the balloon animals and tugged at the oversized ruff around his
neck. Peeling out of the brightly-polka dotted jumpsuit, he hopped
around on one foot, tugging at his huge clown boots as Margie giggled.

His dick bobbed up and down as he finished stripping.  He started to
take off his wig, but she stopped him.  “Leave it on and come here,”
she said.  He shrugged and got on the bed with her, kissing his way up
the inside of her legs, leaving streaks of face paint as he went.  When
he reached her cunt, he brushed the big red plastic nose against her
clit, making her shudder in pleasure.

Margie moved her foot up and rubbed it along his stiff cock as he
nudged at her clit with the nose, moving it back and forth, faster and
faster.  She clutched at the curly fake hair as she humped the plastic
nose, rubbing her clit on it.  “I’m coming,” she howled in pleasure,
breathing quickly and moaning loudly as her clit throbbed.

The clown moved up on top of her, sliding his dick into her pulsing
cunt with one easy stroke.  She sucked on his plastic nose, tasting her
own juices, and then kissed his red-outlined mouth.  His makeup smeared
everywhere as he lowered his face to her breasts, sucking on them
lovingly as he eased his dick in and out of her cunt.  “I never fucked
any of the strippers,” she panted.  “But you’re incredible!”

Grinning, the clown flipped onto his back so Margie could ride his
dick from on top.  He put his hands on her breasts, smearing the makeup
around as he palmed them and tweaked her nipples.  She reached down and
rubbed her clit, making herself come again, writhing on his dick. 
“I’ve gotta come,” the clown grunted.

He rolled her over again and began plunging into her cunt from on top.
Sweat ran down his forehead, smearing the makeup further.  His wig was
askew and he was breathing heavily as his dick slid in and out of
Margie’s pussy.  She wrapped her legs around his ass and pulled him
inside, groaning and wiggling against him.

With a loud, very un-clownlike grunt, he pushed deep inside her and
came, spurting his load into her cunt.  He moved back down and sucked
it out of her steamy cunt lips, the cum mixing with the makeup on his
face.  “Want me to make you a balloon animal now?” he asked, grinning.

“No thanks,” Margie said.  “Just come back tomorrow and make me come
again, you sexy clown.”