Jessa waited quietly in the makeshift stands. Home made banners were strung on the walls along with strips of blue and green paper, scattered like tinsel on a Christmas tree. A large tub is situated in the middle of the room. It's been painted like an Easter egg, dots and triangular patterns lining it's outer shell. Her boyfriend - Carter - had called her the night before, asking if she'd like to attend a circus. She, of course, said yes, but this wasn't what she had been expecting.
Suddenly, a trumpet's song blares from the other room then slowly quiets down as if it were background music to a cheese and wine tasting. Carter comes trotting in, twirling a baton, grinning ear to ear. Jessa can't help but laugh at this odd behavior. But frankly, it wasn't odd at all; Jessa was the level headed one of the couple.
As Carter steps onto the tub in the center he addresses the almost completely empty stands. "Good evening lady! I would say '-ies and germs', but alas, there is only you to enjoy the fantastic show I have prepared for you tonight." He uses his deep, booming voice that reaches the back row of the stands and further, but there is no one there to hear it. "Our first act is presented by Carter, the sea lion. He will attempt to balance a beach ball on his nose."
Jessa giggles as he gets to the ground, reaches underneath the tub and pulls out a stripped inflatable ball. Carter then attempts to steady the ball on the tip of his nose, failing. A laugh comes from the one person crowd, directed at the one man show. On his fifth try Jessa has had enough. "Get on with it," she says, laughter trying to invade her voice.
"Well, folks," he begins and then corrects himself, "folk. After that flop, we shall go onto out second act for tonight. Carter, the dancing orangutan!"
Shaking her head and smiling, Jessa gets ready for the second animal act. Carter swaps the ball for a hand made mask that resembles, slightly, a large orange monkey. He places it on his face, snapping the rubber bands into place behind each ear. Even to Jessa the sound is loud. Carter quickly dashes into the other room and cheesy circus music overwhelms the area. As fast as he left, Carter is back, dancing his Irish jig in a monkey mask. Jessa cannot contain her laughter as the 'orangutan' fox trots up to her, takes her hand, and presses his card board surround lips to her skin.
Once again the music is stopped and replaced by the quiet trumpets. Carter takes his place back on stage and announces the final act. "Carter... the magician!" he bellows.
A table is rolled to the center of the room, the tub getting kicked to the side. There's nothing on it accept a red table cloth. "Now for this act we will need one volenteer." He eyes Jessa. "Anyone?" he asks. "Anyone at all?"
Jessa reluctantly raises her hand and is soon standing next to Carter the so-called magician. "Okay, baby," he says, his voice no longer powerful but sexy and seducing. "Pick a spot, any spot." He guestures around the room with a great wave of his arm.
His girlfriend smiles slyly and points her chin toward the table.
"Ahh, very good choice, my dear," he tells her than drags her by the arm towards the table. "But first we must start with this." He pecks her on the cheek. "And this," he continues, kissing her lightly on the other. "Now, now we may begin."
Jessa forcefully grabs at his shirt and pulls it off of him, revealing nicely toned abbs and tanned skin. His chest is almost completely hairless but she liked it that way. Carter removes her top as well, in on slick movement, revealing her breasts safely tucked away behind a layer of padding. But not for long. Carter leans in a kisses her passionatly on the lips, carresing her lower back and moving his hands upwards to skillfully unclasp her bra. It drops the the ground and they climb onto the table, the cloth moving underneath them.
Carefully, Carter pushes Jessa down so she lies on her back and begins to fondle her right boob. He slowly pulls and twists her nipple so it stands at attention. She gasps in pure joy of the feeling the small action brought her. With his mouth he takes her left breast, suckling on as much as he can fit. With a slurping sound he lets go of that breast and moves to the other, nibbling dillicately on the erected nipple. This sends a shudder through Jessa's body, she forces her nails into his back.
She can feel the hardened organ pressing against her leg as she changes her position slightly. She wants so badly to grab onto it and run her fingers up and down his shaft, but she resists, knowing the time will come and it will feel even better than if she did it now.
Still with Jessa's nails in his back he covers her body with kisses he works his way downward then up again, zigzagging until his mouth once again finds her breast. He unlatched the button of her jeans and pulls down her zipper. The need is so great now, she wants him inside of her and he wants to be inside of her, but they wait. Carter pulls down Jessa's pants and then does the same to his. Now they lay ontop of each other, kissing. His tongue explors her mouth and then they both come up for air.
Carter gets onto his knees and feels the dampness on her underwear. Without pulling them off he reaches inside and plays with her hair. "Eat me," she orders him and doesn't need to be asked twice. The underwear is thrown to the side to be dealt with later. He lowers his mouth to her sex, not bothinging with the usual kissing of her inner thigh. He moves his tongue in a circlular motion around her cilt, lapping up her juices, then bites at it. Jessa lets out a shriek of pain, but good pain. With a finger he reaches inside of her, not stopping the movement of his tongue. He then inserts a second, then a third. Jessa raises her hips and his fingers go in deeper. She moans. Carter begins to push them in and out but soon get tired of the act. He removes his glistening face from Jessa's pussy and lifts his fingers to her mouth. Hungrily she sucks her own juices and plants a kiss on Carter's mouth, licking the rest of her substance away.
"Your turn," Carter says to her, his voice almost a growl. He pulls off his boxers and eagerly places his member to Jessa's face. She licks off his pre cum and then sets to work, swiriling her tongue around his head. He lets out a slow groan of pleasure. With her hands, Jessa playfully massages his balls. She takes all of the cock that she can in her mouth and feels it hardening and lengthening even more.
Jessa can't take it any more. With one last hard suck on Carter's erection she announces, "I need you inside me."
Carter takes his cock from her face and drags it along her body until he stops, touches he sex lightly, and then pulses in side of her. They both let a low moan escape from their mouths. Jessa waves her hips, feeling the tip of his penis along her walls. Carter takes a few slow strokes and then goes faster, harder. His balls slap againts her ass and she moves her hips in unison to his actions.
Jessa can feel her orgasm coming, as can Carter. His gets faster and faster until Jessa can't keep up any more. She curls her toes tightly and lets out a spray, obstructed by Carter's cock. She gasps sharply in pure estacy. "Me too," Carter informs her. Jessa tightens her muscles, awaiting the fluid. As Carter gives way he sighs and lets his cum shoot out inside of her.
With heavy breaths they ley down next to each other on the table covered with a red cloth. Absent mindedly, Carter plays with Jessa's breast as she breathes in the sent on his neck.