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A Night at the Circus by Dafydd

Frank knew he shouldn't have sniffed the flower. As the clown had approached him, he had done his best to sit like a statue and ignore the grumpy old fart, until the ugly face had leaned in close to him and said, "Play along and I'll make it up to you after the show." It wasn't the words that got his attention as much as the voice, though. While the face, at least as it was made up, was an ornery old man, the voice that came from it was sweet, young, eminently sexy, and definitely *female*. He quickly searched the face again. The makeup was very convincing, but it couldn't hide... The eyes were sparkling green and boring straight back into his own so hard he almost shivered, despite the summer heat which had built up in the tent. Frank continued to watch those eyes as he slowly leaned forward and sniffed the flower on the clown's lapel, right up until the flower squirted in his own eye and he had to blink. When he could see again, the clown was half way across the big top, handspringing away from him.

When the show was over, Frank stayed in his seat as the crowd filed out around him. When he was the only person left, he looked around. There was no sign of the green eyed clown. He sighed, got up, and headed for the exit. Before he got there, a flap of the tent opened and a clown stepped out, half his costume gone. Frank looked at the performer's eyes, but they weren't the same. Good thing. This guy's real face was almost as butt-ugly as Grumpy's makeup. Ugly walked away, followed by two more clowns, also in various amounts of their costumes. None of them paid the slightest bit of attention to Frank. He thought back to the show. There had been four clowns. He pulled back the flap and entered.

It was the clowns' dressing room, and as he watched, the grump pulled his orange hair; it came off, taking the bald scalp with it. Underneath was beautiful blond hair, which fell almost to the shoulders, tangled from being packed under the wig. In the mirror, he saw the nose come off next; the real one was incredibly cute, and looked almost ridiculous in the middle of all that ugly makeup. "You want to hand me those paper towels there?" Frank started. The clown hadn't turned or even looked at him in the mirror, just knew he was there. He picked up the towels and walked over behind the makeup chair, holding them in front of the clown's shoulder. Grumpy grabbed the roll, pulled off two, moistened them with mineral spirits, and started rubbing the makeup.

Two minutes later, the face of an ugly old man had been transformed into that of a lovely young woman. That was when she finally looked at him in the mirror. Those green eyes sparkled even more now than they had before. After a few seconds, she turned and stood. "I'm Judith."

"Frank," he replied.

Judith smiled and pulled the top half of her costume off over her head. Her breasts were encased in a tight sports bra. Next, she kicked off her oversized shoes and dropped her pants, tossing them onto a chair with the top. White tights gripped her from waist to mid-thigh. Judith ended his search for panty lines by grabbing a pair of old blue jeans from a chair and pulling them on. They were almost as tight as the tights.

Next, she took a man's cotton shirt from the chair, then turned her back to Frank. "Would you undo me?" As he struggled with the closures on the back of her bra, she added, "I normally don't wear a bra, but my tits feel like they're going to tear right off of my chest during those handsprings if I don't wear it in there."

Frank finally finished and watched closely as Judith removed the bra and tossed it with the costume. He caught a few flashes of the sides of her breasts as she put the shirt on. She was still tying the bottom of it into a knot when she turned around.

"So, Frank, what do you say we get some popcorn and go for a walk?"

Frank noticed a crooked little smile on her lips as she said that. He also remembered that he had intended to eat right after the show. "Sounds good to me. I could use a hot dog, too."

He put on his own crooked smile, and hers increased. "So could I." She stepped next to him, wrapped her left arm around his back, and led him out of the tent.

Judith led Frank down the entire midway of the circus, passing two food vendors before finally stopping at the third. "Hey, Joe, large popcorn, plain, and two hot dogs."

Joe looked at Frank for a few seconds before moving. "Okay, I like you. I don't sell popcorn and hot dogs to just any guy who comes over here with my little girl." Then he smiled the exact same crooked smile as Judith.

As Judith led Frank around the back of the row of tents, he started to eat the popcorn. "Don't," she told him. "It needs some extra flavor."

She led him to the back of the big top. They sat to watch the setting sun, and Frank ate the first hot dog. Judith just sat, not eating.

Just as Frank finished the dog, the sun disappeared behind a hill. "So, do you live near here?" Judith asked.

Frank pointed to the left. "Two blocks from that church." The steeple was just visible above another hill, still lit by the sun they could no longer see directly.

"Must be nice."

"They have a 5AM service every Sunday. I can never sleep through the bell and the traffic. I wish everybody would go to the 11:00 instead. So, where are you from?"

"Circus brat. Never lived anywhere for more than three weeks at a time. I have relatives in Jersey, though." Judith looked Frank in the eye again. "Now I think it's time for you to eat something else. Me." With that, she lay on her side and rolled under the side of the tent, grabbing the second hot dog as she went. "Don't forget the popcorn," she called. Frank hesitated a second, then followed her.

When he got inside, Judith had already pulled off her jeans and was working on her tights. It was difficult because there wasn't room to stand under the bleachers. Frank knelt behind her and helped her pull them down to her knees. Then he just stopped, without removing his hands.

Judith turned her head to look at him. "What's wrong?"

Frank took his time before answering. Finally, he said, "You have the most beautiful ass I've ever seen. No, make that the most beautiful derriere I've ever seen. It deserves better than to be called an ass." He started to run his hands over it, then leaned forward and lightly kissed each cheek.

"I'm glad you like it," said Judith, "but I have some other nice parts, too, which I'd like to show you if I can get out of these tights."

Frank finally let go of her, and she turned around and sat. Frank grabbed the tights and pulled them all the way off. Then he straightened up and took off his shirt before lying down on his stomach between Judith's spread legs. "You're right," he said, "it is nice." He licked the length of her pussy once. "And it tastes as good as it looks."

He spread the lips with his fingers and licked Judith's clit, causing her to shudder. He licked across her vagina a few times, avoiding her clit, then suddenly he sucked the bright pink bud into his lips and grazed it with his teeth.

"Oooohh." Judith shuddered again, more violently, and fluid started welling out of her vagina and running down her crotch. Frank quickly lapped it up, then rammed his tongue into her as far as it would go while rubbing her clit with his thumb. He fucked her with his tongue for a minute, then attacked her clit again. "Aaaaaaahhhhh--" Judith grabbed Frank's free hand and stuffed it into her mouth to stifle her scream. Frank kept sucking, slipping his middle finger into Judith's vagina.

When Judith's orgasm finally subsided, she pulled Frank's hand out of her mouth and said, "Wow. That's the fastest anyone's ever made me come."

"Tasting you is inspirational. There should be a way to share that taste with the world."

"I don't know about the world, but we can share it with each other." He looked puzzled, and she handed him the popcorn. "That's why I ordered it plain," she explained.

He still looked puzzled, so she took a piece of popcorn and rubbed it in her pussy, then popped it into Frank's mouth. Then she gave herself one while Frank studied the taste.

"Delicious," he proclaimed at last. "If we could package this, we'd make a fortune." Judith laughed, and Frank gave them each another piece.

He moved up next to her and lay there, continuing to feed specially flavored popcorn to himself and Judith. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around him. He reciprocated, then realized she still had her shirt on. He brought his hands to the knot and untied it, pulling it open. He took a breast in each hand and gently kneaded them, rubbing his thumbs lightly across the nipples. Finally, Frank broke the grip of her arms on his back and her lips on his lips, and brought his mouth down to her chest. "These," he said, "are even more beautiful than your derriere."

"You don't think they're too small?" asked Judith.

"Nope. Some guys say anything more than a handful is a waste. Personally, I prefer about twice as big as a handful, and that's what yours are. If breasts get too big, they turn into disgusting blobs. Yours are perfect. Your nipples are a nice color, too. Not too dark, not too light." Then he kissed each of them.

Judith sat up, looking around. "What's wrong?" asked Frank.

"Nothing. It's just time to reheat that other hot dog. Put it in me to cook for a while."

Frank unwrapped it slowly, pulled it from its bun, and carefully inserted into her vagina. Then he returned to licking and sucking her tits. Once, he briefly removed the hot dog from her pussy and rubbed it up and down the valley of her breasts, causing her to giggle.

Finally, Judith pushed Frank onto his back and grabbed his belt buckle, undoing it quickly, opening his pants as well. She pulled his underwear out of the way, and his cock sprang up, already fully erect. Her lips plunged over the purple head and engulfed Frank with a feeling not quite like anything he had ever felt before. He had had blow jobs, but not like this.

"So tell me," said Frank between groans of pleasure from Judith's oral bliss, "is Joe your dad?"

"Mm hmm," came the muffled reply from his crotch.

"That accent of his... is it Italian?"

"Hm mm." Judith finally came up for air. "Actually, it's Greek." She put an extra, sexy emphasis on "Greek," which caused Frank to look into her eyes. They were already locked onto his, and when he met them, she smiled and nodded. "Come on," she said, "let's get these pants off you." With that, she removed his shoes, then pulled his jeans off while he lifted his ass off the ground. When he let it down on the ground again, Frank found that the half-dead grass tickled his crack.

Judith sat on Frank's face. "Suck the hot dog out of my cunt," she ordered. Frank did so, slowly and carefully, savoring the flavor it had acquired marinating in her sauce, taking care to avoid biting or breaking it. When it finally came out, Judith moved away and slipped her mouth over the other end, also not biting it. Judith pulled away and let the hot dog go with a soft pop, then withdrew it from Frank's mouth with the same effect. She laid on its wrapper and kissed Frank again.

Frank grabbed Judith's hips and guided her pussy to his cock. Despite his eight inch length, it slid in easily in one push. Judith started slowly pumping up and down and kissed Frank again. As her pace speeded up, Frank moved his face to her tits and started sucking them again. She moaned when he flicked his tongue quickly back and forth across her left nipple. Her thrusts and her moans increased when he did the right one. Then he bit it, just hard enough to send a lightning bolt through her body, and she came again, tossing her head wildly and moaning too loudly.

When she recovered, Frank rolled both of them over, his cock still deep in her pussy. He started to pump her, but she said, "No, I can't take any more right now." Frank stopped but did not pull out immediately. Then he spied the hot dog and grabbed it. He pulled himself out of her soaked cunt and shoved the dog in again, causing Judith to whimper. He pulled her legs wide apart and lifted her ass up a little, pressing the dark head of his cock against her darker anus.

Judith moaned again, but made no attempt to stop him, so he pressed harder, firmly but gently. He relaxed for a few seconds and tried again. On the third try, he finally got in, and Judith moaned again. Frank pushed forward slowly, unable to believe how hot and tight it was in there. When he made it all the way in, his pelvis bumped into the end of the hot dog, protruding slightly from Judith's cunt, sending another shiver through her.

He started pumping her ass slowly, hitting the hot dog each time, then increased his speed. Judith moaned with each stroke, but she was just enjoying the ride now, not building up to another orgasm. Frank was, though, and he started moaning himself. In five minutes, he was moving as fast as he could. Then he stiffened and slammed into her asshole as hard as he could and stayed there while he flooded her rectum with more come than he could remember ever producing before. He kept coming for whole minute, and when he finished, he withdrew with a pop.

Judith pulled the hot dog out of her pussy and pressed the end lightly against her anus, catching some of Frank's come leaking out of her. Then she moved it to her mouth and bit it, chewing slowly. She swallowed, then dabbed up some more come and bit it again. One more time and she was half way through the hot dog. She put the other half on the wrapper again and sat up, leaning forward to kiss Frank.

Her kiss tasted strange, and he realized it was his own come that made it different, but it wasn't bad. He had kissed women after they had blown him before and not liked it, but this was unique. Judith noticed his reaction and broke it off to say, softly, "Circus hot dog pressure cooked in a hot pussy and topped with come is my favorite meal."

"I can see why."

Judith pushed Frank onto his back and leaned down to lick him clean, gently, without causing him to get hard again. When she stopped, they just lay there for a minute. Finally, Judith broke the silence. "Can you give me a ride into town? I need something from the store."

"Sure," answered Frank. They both took their time dressing. Frank pulled his pants on without his underwear, stuffing them into his pocket. Judith likewise skipped her tights. Before she could pull up her jeans, tough, Frank put the remaining half of the hot dog back into her pussy. Then he zipped her up, not giving her a chance to protest. They both put on their shirts, then went to the clowns' dressing room where Judith dumped the tights, put on some shoes, and grabbed a small handbag, into which she slipped something when he wasn't looking. They held hands as they walked to the public parking lot.

Frank led Judith to the passenger side door of his pickup truck and helped her onto the seat. As she sat with one of her legs still hanging out the door, Frank noticed a damp spot in her crotch, and he bent down and licked it once. Judith giggled and pulled her leg into the truck. Frank went around to the other side and got in.

The drive into town was quiet, with the radio softly playing a classic rock station. Frank pulled up in front of the store and Judith hopped out, saying, "I'll be right back." Frank closed his eyes while he waited. When Judith returned, he started the engine again.

When the circus came into view about half a mile away, he asked, "Do you need to get back right away?"

"No, we don't leave town until noon tomorrow."

"Good," he said, and turned the truck off into a cornfield.

Frank got out, walked around to Judith's door, and helped her out as well. As she spread her legs, he saw that the wet spot had grown. He led her to the back of the truck, and they removed each other's shirts again. Frank slipped out of his shoes, then lifted Judith onto the tailgate of his truck and removed hers. He opened her jeans and she lifted herself up on her hands so he could pull them off. She leaned back on her elbows, and Frank sucked the hot dog out of her pussy, eating it as he went.

When he finished, Judith said, "Sorry to ruin the moment, but I've got to pee." And she hopped off the truck and disappeared into the corn. Frank realized that she had a point and went the other way. When he had finished watering the cornstalk, he automatically started to zip himself up, then thought, "why bother?"

He returned to the truck to find Judith shucking an ear of corn without picking it off the stalk. "I think I found a way to share it with somebody," she said. The ear of corn was about at the height of her crotch.

"Don't bother," said Frank. "This is feed corn. It'll be eaten by pigs and cows."

"Oh," said Judith, disappointed. She came over and kissed him again, and he lifted her once more onto the truck. Then he slipped his pants off and hopped up with her, leading her into the bed, where there were some old tarps. He laid her on them and moved on top of her, kissing her gently before inserting his cock unaided into her pussy.

He pumped her slowly, taking his time, savoring the feel of her slick cunt gripping his cock as it slid in and out. Their lips pressed together without any tongue action, and Frank's hand gently kneaded Judith's breast.

The leisurely fuck continued for some fifteen minutes. Then almost at the same moment, Frank and Judith looked into each other's eyes. Agreement flashed between them, and Frank tripled his speed. In just two more minutes, Judith was screaming out another shattering orgasm while Frank filled her channel with his hot fluid.

When they both finished their orgasms, Frank rolled onto his side, pulling Judith with him, his softening cock still lodged in her warm pussy. They kissed lightly, and Frank reached back and pulled a flap of tarp over them. They went to sleep under the stars.

-------- When Frank woke up, the sun was high in the sky, and Judith was gone. He sighed, climbed out of the truck, and got dressed. When he opened the door of the cab, he stopped. The bag from the store was on the seat, with a card on it and a red rose on top. He pulled out the card and read it first. Inside, she had written, "Your derriere is pretty nice, too." He picked up the rose next, and there was something attached to it. A plastic tube, leading to a rubber bulb. It was the flower she had squirted him with. Frank smiled and stuck in his lapel, then got in the truck and drove home.

Copyright 1996

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