I jump into the shower and soap up my body, making sure to wash my bountiful breasts in a forward and backward motion. I suddenly stop and think “why do I do that? Why do I do two forward circles and then one backwards circle?” I hold that thought for a moment trying to remember when I first washed myself like that. Did I get it from watching girls in my gym class washing themselves, or did I get it from watching old porn? Maybe my favorite porn, Debbie Does Dallas, and that shower scene. Mmm... yeah, that shower scene, where the girls in the shower are soaping themselves all over, then they start kissing each other, soaping each other’s hairy bushes. Then the boys arrive and they start to get into it. There is running water, big hot dicks and juicy wet pussies all over the place. I lick my lips and slip my finger into my tight slit thinking about the scene as it plays over in my head, that dark guy pumping that girl doggie style while in the background those girls showering and getting fucked. I don’t even know if that’s how it goes, but that’s how I remember it, it’s been a while since I have seen it, maybe I need to watch it again.

I slide my hand past my glistening flange to my pubic mound. It prickles my finger and I remember what I had to do. I take the shaver and lather up my pussy, slowly and tenderly I start to shave my hairy forest, thinking of my late night guest as I do. “I want her to look pretty.” I think as I look at my slender slit, “I want him to want to eat me.“

I shave the sides of my pussy clean, just leaving a little landing strip above the clit. I put the shaver down and feel around my newly shorn bush. It feels so smooth. I get some after shave lotion and rub it into my legs and then my pussy. I let my finger slide into my moist hole. I am super wet, partially due to Debbie and the scene that played in my head, but mostly it is due to my parcel sitting on the dining room table. I get out of the shower and dry myself off. I put on my red silk dressing gown and walk into the dinning room, pick up the parcel and walk into the kitchen, find the bottle of opened red wine and pour myself a large glass, then with my new package in hand walk back into the living room. I light the candles around the room and then sit down on my favorite reading chair. I lay the parcel down and turn it over. On the back it has Russian writing, the only thing I can make out is the word Russia and the name of the company which is written in English, 'Magic Fantasy Dolls’.

I flip it over and for the first time I think about the size of the parcel. It is the size of a shoe box and I think to myself “What have I got myself in for?” I immediately think I have been duped, but that can’t be true. Julie my friend from yoga recommended them, she wouldn’t recommend them if it was all a fake. I look the package over, with its string on the outside and weird looking stamps. Without hesitation I slide the string off, then the paper. I open the lid and inside sits a lifelike figurine of a clown, only the size of a shoe.

On his head there is a small bowler hat with a flower sticking out of it, he is wearing a white wife beater singlet with massive yellow and black plaid pants held up by red suspenders. On his feet he has enormous red shoes. His face is painted white with a looping red smile for his mouth, sharp blue diamonds for his eyes and of course, the signature red nose.

I place him on the ground and pick up the instructions and read them aloud, “Thank you for purchasing a Magic Fantasy Doll. This is your doll to do with what ever you wish, you are only limited by your imagination. To make him live you must utter the word ‘Lichsovitch’ which is Russian for ‘give life,’ and to make him turn back into a doll you must utter the word ‘Sanosovitch’ which means ‘take life’. There is only one catch... once you have given and taken life, you can not give it again. So give wisely.”

I stand up and fix my dressing gown, take a large sip of wine and without a second thought I utter the word ‘Lichsovitch’, there is a crack and puff of smoke, and where there was once a small lifeless figurine stands my large clown in all his glory. I walk over to him and stroke his taut, athletic arm. I go to stroke his other arm when a jet of water shoots out from the flower clipped to his chest which soaks the top of my silk gown. My nipples immediately react to the water, harden and stick straight into the air. I take a step back and he does the same, but he trips over his feet and lands on his back only to push himself back up without even using his hands. I start to smile and he takes that as his cue. He leads me by the hand to the seat and gestures for me to sit down. He turns around and pulls off his hat, pulling out a dildo, a small egg vibrator and a real rabbit. He looks at the rabbit confused and puts it back into the hat, then pulls out a rabbit vibrator.

He starts to juggle the three toys using both hands, then he swaps to one hand and with his free hand he takes the dildo from the circling toys and gestures to me, asking if I want it. I shake my head no. Then he repeats the process gesturing with the rabbit vibrator, again I shake my head no. He lifts an eyebrow and lastly he holds up the egg vibrator from the pack, and I nod yes. He continues juggling the three items while walking over to me, then changing to one hand again he hands me the enticing little pleasure egg, at the same time using his free hand to pull my legs apart and reveal my freshly shaven pelt. He takes a long hard look and lets out a cry of joy, dropping the dildo and rabbit and falls backwards, rolling once on his back then on to his front until he is standing again.

He pulls at his bow tie, suggesting that I am making him hot, which I must admit makes me hot as hell. He pulls out a hanky from his shirtless cuff to wipe his brow. This hanky is connected to another, then another until there was a pile of hankies around his shoes. I turn on the vibrator as he is doing this, gently touching the outside of my pussy. He is driving me crazy. He pulls the real rabbit out of his pants and starts to replicate my motion. When he realizes what he is doing with the real rabbit he lets out a cry of shock and lets the rabbit go.

From his other cuff he pulls out a balloon and blows into it. As I am working away at my pussy, I keenly watch each move my skillful clown makes, with every twist and turn of the balloon my body twinges. The balloon starts to take the shape of a man with a large cock fucking a girl on all fours. He holds the balloon out and I look at him and shake my head no, so he gets another balloon and starts making it into a shape of a guy fucking a girl in the missionary position. When it’s finished he holds it aloft. I again nod no.

He looks down at the ground confused, then as if he is struck by lightning he gets an idea and smiles a massive smile. He blows another balloon into a shape of a man holding a woman in the air with her legs wrapped around him. He smiles as he holds up the balloon proudly. I nod my head yes, and stand up and walk towards him. He smiles and this time I take hold of his suspenders, slipping them off his strong shoulders and making his massive pants fall to the ground, revealing an impressive cock that comes to attention as I draw my hand towards it.

I get on my knees and take the cock in my mouth, kissing once then twice and then taking it into my mouth a little by little until I have it all in. I start up a rhythm on that glorious man length, licking up and down on the shaft and then giving all my attention towards that purple mushroom head, biting and nibbling. He starts to groan and sway, grabbing my shoulders to keep his balance. I cup my hands on his balls and feel them contract, ready to burst in my mouth. He pulls his cock out of my mouth but I gobble it back up, making sure to get my reward. He shudders and cums and I let the salty goodness slide down my receptive throat.

I fall back on my arse looking at my handy work. I feel his eyes hungrily surveying my body until he stops at my glistening slit. He pulls me up with his bulky arms and before I know it, I am hanging upside down over his body with my legs secured around his neck, and my dressing gown lost to the ground. He buries his head deep in my pussy and I can feel his large bulbous clown nose pressed onto my clit as he works his tongue around my juicy petals. He flicks and licks at my lips and I wriggle, knowing all the while I am secure in his strong arms. I am being licked by a pro. He is definitely no clown when it comes to satisfying a pussy.

The blood starts rushing to my head and I tingle all over. In one movement, as if he could feel all the blood rushing from my pussy, he swings me up so now I am straddling his shoulders. He makes sure he does this without missing a beat and continues to suck and lick my little pussy. I looked down at the top of his hat, I want to see what he is doing to my velvety lips. I knock off the hat, and with it all manner of sex toys fall onto the ground. I think to myself “He is certainly built to entertain” as I look at the ground full of party favours below.

I am instantly transformed out of that thought as he takes my clit into his mouth and circles it with his tongue. I reel backwards with pleasure, knowing full well he has my arse securely cupped. He continues to suck and lick my lips as I drift in and out of different states of pleasure. He licks, nibbles and sucks at my pussy as I writhe in pleasure, and before I know it I am laying on my back on my favorite chair with my legs high in the air. He wants to get better access to my pink palace, I think. I look down and for the first time I can see his face, his nose glistening with pleasure juice and his painted lips smeared. He is really getting in there, getting deep into my volcanic crater, bringing my body close to eruption. Just when I think he couldn’t get any better he slides his big red nose into my moist pussy and starts fucking me with that hard clown nose. I grab the back of his head and pull it harder into my pussy, helping him bang away. On the seat beside me my hand falls onto the balloon animal he made earlier. I pick it up and hit him over the head to get his attention. “Fuck me like this!” I yell. He stands up, his cock is hard and ready to go. Pulling me up I jump onto his body. In one swift motion I am riding him just like the balloon animal he had made, with my legs gripped around his hips and his hands squeezing my arse. He lowers me down on his massive hard cock and pounds away, sliding me up and down on that glorious length, those strong muscular arms surrounding me as he pounds and rocks me until I can’t take it anymore. I burst, I burst like I whale exhaling, coming once then he pounds me, stroking and pounding until I cum again. We both fall to the ground, him still inside me and me nothing left to give. I open my eyes and look all the way down his body. My eyes follow his strong masculine shape all the way down to his feet, he is still wearing his large clown shoes. They look so big and funny. A smile comes to my face as I close my eyes.