Getting Over My Coulrophobia

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Erotic Horror  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

Getting over his fear of clowns is it the end of the world?

It was the middle of the day, I was hitting the bong when my doorbell rang. I panicked as I stashed the bong in my closet as I was not expecting company. Heart racing I opened the door and my panic increased as I beheld the spectacle on my porch. She was a clown red nose, rainbow wig, white face with a huge red smile. I almost passed out and barely heard her request " My car broke down and my cell isn't working, Please may I use your phone ?" The words floated down the dark tunnel to my brain. I nodded as she came in I noticed the large breasts pressing against the fabric of her costume red pom poms waving all the way down the front. My eyes strayed to the right v of her crotch, switching to her ass as she passed by. My dick began throbbing, obviously it wasn't bothered by the fact that this sexy ass belonged to my biggest fear. She turned to me and saw my cock pulsing. I handed her my cell phone and she made her call never taking her eyes off the bulge. After she hung up, she said "I bet I know how to thank you" Reaching down she unzipped my jeans and began stroking me with gentle pressure. I almost shot my load right there.She knelt down and placed her bright lips over me, covering the head of my cock her painted smile stretching as she pulled the rest of it in. Her mouth moist and warm a heaven my cock had been missing for too long. She sucked and licked my balls contractred and sadly I quickly shot my load deep into her throat. The orgasm struck me blind. I was shivering still recovering when another knock came. It was her ride back to the carnival. She gave me a ticket to show and said to meet her at midnight in front of the ferris wheel and that she would rock my world. With that she was gone and I went back to my bong shaking my head.

As midnight approached I left the comfort of my house and drove to the fairgrounds. I parked in the full lot. My fear began to creep back in so I reached into my glovebox and pulled out a joint. I took a hit and held it in. There was a strange sound echoing around me and I felt the air shudder around me. I saw a weird reddish fog and everything froze around me. "What a trip." I thought as I headed into the fairgrounds. As I walked I could hear the running of the rides, the music blaring but no voices. I could smell the fried foods mingled with motor oil and horse shit. But it was eerily empty of people. I made it to the ferris wheel and it was running without an operator. That was the oddest thing yet. I looked at the controls and it was labeled simple enough so I found the stop button and stopped it, I opened the first car, nothing but must and a balloon that floated away. Second car just a cloud of mist. Third car more mist but also A rainbow wig and red rubber nose, I opened my mouth to scream and the mist circled my head covering my face, as I inhaled the world faded away, Carousel music rising and lights flashing it really was THE END


Submitted: October 22, 2020

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