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“Don’t fucking move Tina,” i yelled as i took my position behind here.

She said nothing, just slightly nodded as i pulled up the back of her dress.

We had just spent 3 hours taking the kids trick or treating, only to have to lock ourselves in the bathroom so i could shoot the wad i had been building all day inside my balls.

I still had smeared makeup on my face from the scarecrow costume i had worn earlier that day, but Tina had won first prize for her costume. A fucking clown with big red lips, ball nose and thick afro wig. Complete with the horn.

Seeing her earlier, big hips swaying back and forth in her baggy, brightly colored clown pants, had given me an erection to beat all erections. I’m not sure what it was, but ever since i was young i had been attracted to clowns.

Now i was fucking her from behind, still in her clown costume, barely able to control myself as i slammed my hard cock in to her tight, very wet pussy. I reached up to grab her hair, which was a habit of mine, when her wig came off in my hand. I put it to my nose and enhaled her smell as i shot gushing cum blast after cum blast inside of her.

As i recovered, all i could think of was how i looked forward to next halloween and my sweet little clown.

God knows how long she had been doing this. I could still hear everyone out back, just a few feet away. The fear of being caught mixed with the swift strokes of her hand and the soft sucking of her mouth made me erupt.

Shot after shot of my hot cum shot in to her mouth and down her throat. She didn’t hesitate, just swallowed and swallowed with each spurt. Her mounds drowned out my slight sigh. After a couple more sucks she cleaned my cock off and stuck it back in my pants.

Within a minute or two the back door opened and everyone came rushing in with no sign of what had happened, except the smudging off her white face paint and lipstick.

Even though i was shitfaced and in a grumpy mood, glenda the birthday party clown did her job, leaving me with a smile.

I wasn’t ready for this redwigged, big shoe wearing, face painted clown to be at the door. When i got over my initial surprise, i pointed her to the group of kids and went back in to the living room to watch tv and finish off my beers.

Now, what happened next is still fuzzy, but i remember bits and pieces. After finishing off the last few beers, i shut my eyes and dozed off for a few minutes. When i opened them i saw the clown sitting opposite me. She said that the kids and my sister had gone out side after her show to take turns smacking a pinata. By the time she finished saying this my eyes had closed again.

Her head in my lap. Thats was the next thing i saw. Through my drunken eyes i saw the back off her curly, plastic, red wig bouncing up and down in my lap. Her soft lips and wet tongue sliding up and down, up and down. Occasionally she would flick the head with her tongue.

Nineteen ninety eight. Yeah, that sounds about right. I was just hanging out at my sisters waiting for her kids birthday party to over with.

Always the same bullshit. A whole shitload of little bastards running around, getting in my way and pissing me off. I had better shit to be doing, i could be fucking one of the bitches on my list or at the least be drinking a few shots at the bar, but fuck it what could i do.

I was trying to watch the last quarter of the football game through the screaming and whining coming from the group of kids in the next room, while polishing off nearly my full case of beer. If i run out of beer i’ll lose my fucking mind, i thought to myself.

 Just then there was a loud knock at the door.

My names glenda, she said after i opened the door, i’m here for the party.