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Boby 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. Boby 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, Boby 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. Boby 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 Boby. 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?” Boby 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 Eti.”


“Boby,” he replied.


Eti 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. Eti 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 Boby. “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.”


Boby finally finished and watched closely as Eti

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, Boby, what do you say we get some popcorn and go

for a walk?”


Boby 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.


Eti led Boby 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 Boby 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

Eti.


As Eti led Boby 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 Boby ate the first hot

dog. Eti just sat, not eating.


Just as Boby finished the dog, the sun disappeared

behind a hill. “So, do you live near here?” Eti

asked.


Boby 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 every-

body 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.”

Eti looked Boby 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. Boby hesitated a second,

then followed her.


When he got inside, Eti 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.

Boby knelt behind her and helped her pull them down

to her knees. Then he just stopped, without removing

his hands.


Eti turned her head to look at him. “What’s wrong?”


Boby 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 Eti, “but I have some

other nice parts, too, which I’d like to show you if I

can get out of these tights.”


Boby finally let go of her, and she turned around and

sat. Boby 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 Eti’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 Eti’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.” Eti shuddered again, more violently, and

fluid started welling out of her vagina and running

down her crotch. Boby quickly lapped it up, then ram-

med 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–” Eti grabbed Boby’s free hand and

stuffed it into her mouth to stifle her scream. Boby

kept sucking, slipping his middle finger into Eti’s

vagina.


When Eti’s orgasm finally subsided, she pulled

Boby’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 Boby’s

mouth. Then she gave herself one while Boby studied

the taste.


“Delicious,” he proclaimed at last. “If we could pack-

age this, we’d make a fortune.” Eti laughed, and

Boby gave them each another piece.


He moved up next to her and lay there, continuing to

feed specially flavored popcorn to himself and Eti.

Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around him. He reci-

procated, 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, Boby 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 Eti.


“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 per-

fect. Your nipples are a nice color, too. Not too dark,

not too light.” Then he kissed each of them.


Eti sat up, looking around. “What’s wrong?” asked

Boby.


“Nothing. It’s just time to reheat that other hot dog.

Put it in me to cook for a while.”


Boby 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 re-

moved the hot dog from her pussy and rubbed it up and

down the valley of her breasts, causing her to giggle.


Finally, Eti pushed Boby 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 Boby 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 Boby between groans of pleasure

from Eti’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.” Eti finally came up for air. “Actually,

it’s Greek.” She put an extra, sexy emphasis on

“Greek,” which caused Boby 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, Boby found that the

half-dead grass tickled his crack.


Eti sat on Boby’s face. “Suck the hot dog out of

my cunt,” she ordered. Boby did so, slowly and care-

fully, savoring the flavor it had acquired marinating

in her sauce, taking care to avoid biting or breaking

it. When it finally came out, Eti moved away and

slipped her mouth over the other end, also not biting

it. Eti pulled away and let the hot dog go with a

soft pop, then withdrew it from Boby’s mouth with

the same effect. She laid on its wrapper and kissed

Boby again.


Boby grabbed Eti’s hips and guided her pussy to

his cock. Despite his eight inch length, it slid in

easily in one push. Eti started slowly pumping up

and down and kissed Boby again. As her pace speeded

up, Boby 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, Boby 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.” Boby 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 Eti 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.


Eti 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 Eti moaned again. Boby

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, pro-

truding slightly from Eti’s cunt, sending another

shiver through her.


He started pumping her ass slowly, hitting the hot dog

each time, then increased his speed. Eti moaned with

each stroke, but she was just enjoying the ride now,

not building up to another orgasm. Boby 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.


Eti pulled the hot dog out of her pussy and pressed

the end lightly against her anus, catching some of

Boby’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 Boby.


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. Eti 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.”


Eti pushed Boby 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, Eti broke the silence. “Can you

give me a ride into town? I need something from the

store.”


“Sure,” answered Boby. They both took their time

dressing. Boby pulled his pants on without his under-

wear, stuffing them into his pocket. Eti likewise

skipped her tights. Before she could pull up her jeans,

tough, Boby 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 Eti

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.


Boby led Eti 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, Boby

noticed a damp spot in her crotch, and he bent down

and licked it once. Eti giggled and pulled her leg

into the truck. Boby went around to the other side and

got in.


The drive into town was quiet, with the radio softly

playing a classic rock station. Boby pulled up in

front of the store and Eti hopped out, saying, “I’ll

be right back.” Boby closed his eyes while he waited.

When Eti 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.


Boby got out, walked around to Eti’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.

Boby slipped out of his shoes, then lifted Eti 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 Boby sucked the hot dog out of her pussy, eating

it as he went.


When he finished, Eti said, “Sorry to ruin the

moment, but I’ve got to pee.” And she hopped off the

truck and disappeared into the corn. Boby 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 Eti 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 Boby. “This is feed corn. It’ll

be eaten by pigs and cows.”


“Oh,” said Eti, 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 Boby’s hand gently kneaded Eti’s

breast.


The leisurely fuck continued for some fifteen minutes.

Then almost at the same moment, Boby and Eti looked

into each other’s eyes. Agreement flashed between them,

and Boby tripled his speed. In just two more minutes,

Eti was screaming out another shattering orgasm

while Boby filled her channel with his hot fluid.


When they both finished their orgasms, Boby rolled

onto his side, pulling Eti with him, his softening

cock still lodged in her warm pussy. They kissed

lightly, and Boby reached back and pulled a flap of

tarp over them. They went to sleep under the stars.


——–


When Boby woke up, the sun was high in the sky, and

Eti 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.

Boby smiled and stuck it in his lapel, then got in

the truck and drove home.

Boby 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. Boby 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, Boby 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. Boby 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 Boby. 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?” Boby 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 Eti.”


“Boby,” he replied.


Eti 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. Eti 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 Boby. “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.”


Boby finally finished and watched closely as Eti

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, Boby, what do you say we get some popcorn and go

for a walk?”


Boby 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.


Eti led Boby 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 Boby 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

Eti.


As Eti led Boby 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 Boby ate the first hot

dog. Eti just sat, not eating.


Just as Boby finished the dog, the sun disappeared

behind a hill. “So, do you live near here?” Eti

asked.


Boby 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 every-

body 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.”

Eti looked Boby 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. Boby hesitated a second,

then followed her.


When he got inside, Eti 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.

Boby knelt behind her and helped her pull them down

to her knees. Then he just stopped, without removing

his hands.


Eti turned her head to look at him. “What’s wrong?”


Boby 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 Eti, “but I have some

other nice parts, too, which I’d like to show you if I

can get out of these tights.”


Boby finally let go of her, and she turned around and

sat. Boby 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 Eti’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 Eti’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.” Eti shuddered again, more violently, and

fluid started welling out of her vagina and running

down her crotch. Boby quickly lapped it up, then ram-

med 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–” Eti grabbed Boby’s free hand and

stuffed it into her mouth to stifle her scream. Boby

kept sucking, slipping his middle finger into Eti’s

vagina.


When Eti’s orgasm finally subsided, she pulled

Boby’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 Boby’s

mouth. Then she gave herself one while Boby studied

the taste.


“Delicious,” he proclaimed at last. “If we could pack-

age this, we’d make a fortune.” Eti laughed, and

Boby gave them each another piece.


He moved up next to her and lay there, continuing to

feed specially flavored popcorn to himself and Eti.

Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around him. He reci-

procated, 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, Boby 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 Eti.


“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 per-

fect. Your nipples are a nice color, too. Not too dark,

not too light.” Then he kissed each of them.


Eti sat up, looking around. “What’s wrong?” asked

Boby.


“Nothing. It’s just time to reheat that other hot dog.

Put it in me to cook for a while.”


Boby 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 re-

moved the hot dog from her pussy and rubbed it up and

down the valley of her breasts, causing her to giggle.


Finally, Eti pushed Boby 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 Boby 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 Boby between groans of pleasure

from Eti’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.” Eti finally came up for air. “Actually,

it’s Greek.” She put an extra, sexy emphasis on

“Greek,” which caused Boby 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, Boby found that the

half-dead grass tickled his crack.


Eti sat on Boby’s face. “Suck the hot dog out of

my cunt,” she ordered. Boby did so, slowly and care-

fully, savoring the flavor it had acquired marinating

in her sauce, taking care to avoid biting or breaking

it. When it finally came out, Eti moved away and

slipped her mouth over the other end, also not biting

it. Eti pulled away and let the hot dog go with a

soft pop, then withdrew it from Boby’s mouth with

the same effect. She laid on its wrapper and kissed

Boby again.


Boby grabbed Eti’s hips and guided her pussy to

his cock. Despite his eight inch length, it slid in

easily in one push. Eti started slowly pumping up

and down and kissed Boby again. As her pace speeded

up, Boby 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, Boby 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.” Boby 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 Eti 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.


Eti 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 Eti moaned again. Boby

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, pro-

truding slightly from Eti’s cunt, sending another

shiver through her.


He started pumping her ass slowly, hitting the hot dog

each time, then increased his speed. Eti moaned with

each stroke, but she was just enjoying the ride now,

not building up to another orgasm. Boby 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.


Eti pulled the hot dog out of her pussy and pressed

the end lightly against her anus, catching some of

Boby’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 Boby.


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. Eti 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.”


Eti pushed Boby 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, Eti broke the silence. “Can you

give me a ride into town? I need something from the

store.”


“Sure,” answered Boby. They both took their time

dressing. Boby pulled his pants on without his under-

wear, stuffing them into his pocket. Eti likewise

skipped her tights. Before she could pull up her jeans,

tough, Boby 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 Eti

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.


Boby led Eti 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, Boby

noticed a damp spot in her crotch, and he bent down

and licked it once. Eti giggled and pulled her leg

into the truck. Boby went around to the other side and

got in.


The drive into town was quiet, with the radio softly

playing a classic rock station. Boby pulled up in

front of the store and Eti hopped out, saying, “I’ll

be right back.” Boby closed his eyes while he waited.

When Eti 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.


Boby got out, walked around to Eti’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.

Boby slipped out of his shoes, then lifted Eti 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 Boby sucked the hot dog out of her pussy, eating

it as he went.


When he finished, Eti said, “Sorry to ruin the

moment, but I’ve got to pee.” And she hopped off the

truck and disappeared into the corn. Boby 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 Eti 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 Boby. “This is feed corn. It’ll

be eaten by pigs and cows.”


“Oh,” said Eti, 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 Boby’s hand gently kneaded Eti’s

breast.


The leisurely fuck continued for some fifteen minutes.

Then almost at the same moment, Boby and Eti looked

into each other’s eyes. Agreement flashed between them,

and Boby tripled his speed. In just two more minutes,

Eti was screaming out another shattering orgasm

while Boby filled her channel with his hot fluid.


When they both finished their orgasms, Boby rolled

onto his side, pulling Eti with him, his softening

cock still lodged in her warm pussy. They kissed

lightly, and Boby reached back and pulled a flap of

tarp over them. They went to sleep under the stars.


——–


When Boby woke up, the sun was high in the sky, and

Eti 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.

Boby smiled and stuck it in his lapel, then got in

the truck and drove home.

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