A Day of Clowning 4
Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry
There's nothing like a good ol' clown job in the park!
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The businessman sits on the ground on the walking path in the park, his belt undone, pulling his pants down. The clown girl watches him as she stands over him, showing off her ass. He shifts and wriggles awkwardly, soon pulling down his pants and undergarments, revealing his half-erect member.
“This is what you wanted, isn't it?" he asks.
She nods so quickly that her tits jiggle while she giggles.
With her gloved hand, she pinches her smiling lips, pulling them at them.
The businessman's eyes widen as her lips pull away from her face. They are fake! A smile that is untrue. And the white lips behind them are moist and puckered around the ball gag that was keeping her silent, spit bridging from the gag and her mouth as her tongue rolls out, her breath hot and loud as she looks at him with half-lidded and lewd eyes.
“Oh, fuck me," he breathes.
She falls to her knees and whirls around to face him, wrapping a gloved hand around the base of his member. It's already stiffened fully from the display, and the whole time, she doe snot close her mouth, showing her dripping, drooling tongue off for him.
Some spit even falls onto the head, making him twitch. He gulps, his hands supporting him as he leans back, watching with a transfixed gaze upon this clown girl and her lascivious mouth.
She presses her tongue against the length, licking up, lathering it with her saliva. She slips the muscle back into her mouth, her lips pressing against his tip, performing a sloppy, wet kiss that ends with a slick slurpy smack.
“Gah…!"
Suddenly, she slams her head down, his cock disappearing inside her mouth, which sloshes and bobs. With each push forward, more and more of his cock is gone, sliding down along her tongue and entering her throat. She tilts her head back, her white skin stretching and bulging to the shape as his cock gets whiter and whiter from the makeup and lipstick that stains her flesh.
He sits up, grabbing her hair, only for a loud Klaxon roar to rise from the hat, blasting him in the face with air. This knocks him back, hitting his head against the ground.
“Ow, dammit! Watch what you're do-mmph!"
Gone is her mouth from his dick, now quite cold from the breeze hitting the wet member, but he has more things to consider as her fat ass smacks against his face, burying him in her pillow of a butt.
As she grinds her butt against him, she opens her mouth wide, rolls out her tongue, and slips the gag back in, putting on that fake smile again.
“Gggnth..." He grips her ass, holding her tight, closing his eyes, his glasses smashed, and asks as his tongue licks over her panties. When his tongue presses against the fabric, he tastes its sugary goodness. It's edible!
She squeezes his head between her legs, patting his hair and pulling her panties aside. Quite a feat for those giant fingers on those giant gloves.
With her clown pussy exposed, she allows the businessman to delve deep into her, tasting that fruity, creamy inside. It's so different than what he ever imagined in his wildest dreams. He grips harder onto her, and she throws her head back, letting out the loudest and squeakiest of honks that could come out of the clown girl.
She shudders, squeezing his head, groaning out as she releases, squeaking and honking so loudly that the once unpopulated path soon becomes a place where curious pedestrians pass by, only to stop and gaze with lewd delight.
She lifts up from his lips, his face stained, a smile spreading across his mouth. When she stands, she scoots her panties back into place and opens her arms wide, shaking them while miming out, “Ta daaah!"
Whistles blow from down the road, and the law officers in Anteronia rush out, calling to her with their man catchers and billy clubs. The clown spins and bursts in a run, leaving the businessman to be by himself, stumbling to his feet, and encountering the judicators.
“Ah, officers! Thank you for coming. That clown assaulted me! You have to stop her before she gets away with it! Hey, what are you doing? Unhand me!"
“Sorry, sir, but you were publicly participating in lewd acts. By order of Justiciar, you are to be detained and put into a holding cell until you feel less amorous."
“But the clown! You saw her! She was right here! She had huge tits and a pussy like cream and... And…."
Dejected, he hangs his head low as he's cuffed and led away. “I knew this carnival was nothing but trouble," he says, his annoyance bubbling up. “It's bringing out the worst in us, you'll see!"
The lookie-loos all disperse, disappearing into the public once more as the man is taken away. As the two officers lead him out of the path and towards the precinct, another stranger steps out of the trees.
The harlequin claps his hands, giggling with glee. “Thank you so much for wrapping him up for me, officers. I'll take him from here!"
“Who are you to impede the law," one of the guards says, brandishing their mancatcher.
The harlequin's smile gets wider. I'm here to help you see your true selves. Now, the three of you stare into this orb of mine and tell me what you see.
The clown's shoes squeak through the forested path when she hears the peal of laughter and screams coming from behind her. She stops, turning toward the direction of the cacophony. She tries to frown but remembers the smile slapped onto her face. She shrugs, honks her tits, and returns to the park's main square. There will undoubtedly be more fun people to play with, and she's excited to see what more fun she can get herself into!