The Greatest Show on Earth
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Erotica › Het - Male/Female
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Adult +
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Category:
Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,570
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a piece of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
The Greatest Show on Earth
"Don't worry, guys. I have the entertainment set for your bachelor's party, Ethan," Peter reassured, "I've heard from many sources that Tickles is worth every penny."
A knock at the hotel suite door is barely heard over the porno playing on the TV.
Peter quickly opened the door, and in walked Tickles. She stood around 5 foot 1 inch tall, had a roundish face, covered with assorted makeup. White cake make-up base, exaggerated blue cake makeup around her eyes, and red around her mouth. Pink sparkley hair in a bob-cut framed her face. The cake makeup continued down the puffy red shirt unbuttoned
putting her cleavage proudly on display. She wore red puffy pants, ending with high-heeled oversized red shoes.
Peter gave Tickles her payment as Tickles put down her portable stereo and pushed play. An odd combination of techno and circus music poured out of the stereo giving a beat to Tickles' gyrations.
"Dude, you got Ethan a clown?"
"Just wait, guys," Peter again offering reassurance.
In one fluid motion, Tickles both removed her shirt exposing her bare, cake make-up covered C-cups and took out a balloon from her pants. Tickles blew up the balloon, and she twisted it into a balloon penis.
The entire room grew silent as she simultaneously gave her balloon cock head and whipped off her breakaway baggy pants to reveal a shaved pussy, all covered with the same cake makeup and red fishnet knee-highs. She grabbed her bicycle horn, looking right at Ethan, honking the horn and motioning for him to stand in front of her.
Ethan sheepishly stepped towards Tickles. Tickles kneeled before him and unzipped his fly. Ethan's hard cock flopped out of his pants, hitting Tickles on her cheek, smearing a little bit of her makeup. This invitation was eagerly taken as Tickles hungrily took Ethan's hard cock
into her mouth. Her gloved hands felt oddly arousing against Ethan's balls; her tongue bringing Ethan to the verge.
Tickles quickly rose and bent over the desk. She honked her horn and and pointed at her hungry cunt with the balloon prick. The cake makeup around her pussy was starting to run from the wetness of her twat. Ethan eased up into her, gliding his Ringmaster into her waiting big top. Ethan eagerly pounded her aching cunt, punishing her cunt like
an underperforming lion.
Tickles did not make a sound aside from the wet slapping sounds from her pussy, and intermittent honking. As Ethan fucked her deeper and deeper, Tickles' honks became more sporadic and rapid. The honks grew frenzied as Ethan slapped her soft round ass.
Ethan dragged out his cock from her snatch, streaked with white makeup. Tickles honks continued as she turned and kneeled before him, waiting for his personal touch-up to her white makeup.
Melissa pauses the video of this event and wonders if she should be disgusted for what she saw her husband doing on the night before their wedding day or turned on by the greatest show on Earth.
A knock at the hotel suite door is barely heard over the porno playing on the TV.
Peter quickly opened the door, and in walked Tickles. She stood around 5 foot 1 inch tall, had a roundish face, covered with assorted makeup. White cake make-up base, exaggerated blue cake makeup around her eyes, and red around her mouth. Pink sparkley hair in a bob-cut framed her face. The cake makeup continued down the puffy red shirt unbuttoned
putting her cleavage proudly on display. She wore red puffy pants, ending with high-heeled oversized red shoes.
Peter gave Tickles her payment as Tickles put down her portable stereo and pushed play. An odd combination of techno and circus music poured out of the stereo giving a beat to Tickles' gyrations.
"Dude, you got Ethan a clown?"
"Just wait, guys," Peter again offering reassurance.
In one fluid motion, Tickles both removed her shirt exposing her bare, cake make-up covered C-cups and took out a balloon from her pants. Tickles blew up the balloon, and she twisted it into a balloon penis.
The entire room grew silent as she simultaneously gave her balloon cock head and whipped off her breakaway baggy pants to reveal a shaved pussy, all covered with the same cake makeup and red fishnet knee-highs. She grabbed her bicycle horn, looking right at Ethan, honking the horn and motioning for him to stand in front of her.
Ethan sheepishly stepped towards Tickles. Tickles kneeled before him and unzipped his fly. Ethan's hard cock flopped out of his pants, hitting Tickles on her cheek, smearing a little bit of her makeup. This invitation was eagerly taken as Tickles hungrily took Ethan's hard cock
into her mouth. Her gloved hands felt oddly arousing against Ethan's balls; her tongue bringing Ethan to the verge.
Tickles quickly rose and bent over the desk. She honked her horn and and pointed at her hungry cunt with the balloon prick. The cake makeup around her pussy was starting to run from the wetness of her twat. Ethan eased up into her, gliding his Ringmaster into her waiting big top. Ethan eagerly pounded her aching cunt, punishing her cunt like
an underperforming lion.
Tickles did not make a sound aside from the wet slapping sounds from her pussy, and intermittent honking. As Ethan fucked her deeper and deeper, Tickles' honks became more sporadic and rapid. The honks grew frenzied as Ethan slapped her soft round ass.
Ethan dragged out his cock from her snatch, streaked with white makeup. Tickles honks continued as she turned and kneeled before him, waiting for his personal touch-up to her white makeup.
Melissa pauses the video of this event and wonders if she should be disgusted for what she saw her husband doing on the night before their wedding day or turned on by the greatest show on Earth.