StrandedTeens – Dirty clown will get into some humorous enterprise

The solar beat down mercilessly on the cracked, asphalt street, shimmering with warmth waves below the punishing glare. lone Traveler stood by her damaged down automotive, the hood up as she peered inside with frustration. Dressed in a barely unkempt faculty uniform – crisp white shirt now rumpled and barely see-through with sweat, pleated micro-skirt hiked as much as reveal a tantalizing peek of her thonged rear, Mary Janes scuffed from trekking down the lonely street – she was clearly in misery, stranded in the midst of nowhere with no assist in sight.

Suddenly, an previous clunker of a automotive chugged up the street, the engine rattling and puffing black smoke. It screeched to a halt in entrance of Traveler, who eyed it warily. The passenger door flung open and out popped essentially the most surprising character – a clown, no much less. But not one of many cute, kid-friendly sorts. This clown was a foul-mouthed, inappropriate previous pervert, with vibrant eyes leering out from below tufted eyebrows, purple nostril twitching as he licked his lips.

“Well well well, what do we have here?” he leered, bouncing over to Traveler and peering down her shirt. “Looks such as you’re properly and actually caught, sugars. Get in, I’ll give ya a journey…*

Traveler swallowed onerous, immediately very conscious of how alone they have been. But she had no alternative, stranded as she was. Gripping her guide bag tightly, she slid into the passenger seat, the automotive instantly filling with a pungent mixture of cigarettes, low cost liquor, and BO. The clown plopped down within the driver’s seat, his pants momentarily using as much as reveal soiled, furry legs. Traveler tried to not gag.

The clown messenger instantly shifted into gear, one hand on the wheel as the opposite immediately crept onto Traveler’s thigh, squeezing. “Lot of leg there under that little skirt,” he mentioned with a crude chortle. “Fitory you thought about wearing real clothes.”

Traveler yelped and smacked his hand away. “Free hands on the wheel!” she snapped, cheeks flushing vibrant pink. This explicit clown actually did not perceive boundaries.

That solely appeared to embolden him. Spitting a curse, the clown immediately yanked the automotive to the facet of the street with a screech of brakes. Before Traveler might react, he’d already grabbed her wrist, tugging her into his lap. She struggled and cried out as he groped her roughly, his arms a affront to her physique as he pawed and squeezed each inch of her that his soiled, dexterous fingers might attain.

Traveler tried to shove him off her however his grip was like iron. He held her quick as he grind her into his crotch, fumbling along with his belt buckle along with his different hand. Suddenly, she realized with horror what he was attempting to do. “No!” she screamed, twisting frantically. “Let me go, you pervert!”

But the clown was to not be deterred, his erection tenting his saggy clown pants. He pushed up her skirt, roughly shoving her underwear apart to show her dripping mons. Traveler’s face burned with humiliation and anger however she knew she was helpless in opposition to this lecherous fiend. When he thrust two gnarled fingers inside her tight passage, she could not include a choked moan.

“Fuck yeah, you wanna get fucked, ain’tcha?” the clown sneered, jamming his fingers deeper. “Too bad you got something better comin’…”

What occurred subsequent was swift and brutal however Traveler was powerless to cease it. The clown tore open his fly, liberating his onerous, uncircumcised cock, its purplish head Already glistening with precum. He shoved Traveler down onto it earlier than she might even protest, the thick member spearing into her with one harsh thrust. Traveler howled in ache as virginal tissue was torn asunder, the clown’s relentless member splitting her open, the acrid scent of his physique odor and low cost cleaning soap filling her atoms as he began rutting into her like an animal.

She bit again tears as he fucked her ruthlessly, her physique jostling with each thrust into the worn leather-based seat. The automotive reeked of sweat and the acrid tang of the filthy clown’s musk. He grunted and groaned, sweat dripping down onto her bared breasts as he mauled them, pinching and twisting her nipples till she cried out. Drool leaked from the nook of his mouth as continued to rhythmically rut into her, reaching a frenzy now, balls tightening as his launch neared.

With a sudden harsh thrust, he buried himself deep and grunted, spurting his sizzling seed in opposition to her ravaged insides. Traveler shuddered, ache and revulsion rendering her nearly numb because the tang of his cum unfold inside her.

Sated, the clown shoved her off, his softening cock slipping out with a moist plop. His cum dribbled out of her ruined flower, aching and leaking. As Traveler whimpered softly, he tucked himself again in his pants and slapped her ass onerous. “That’s what you get for sassin’ me, slut,” he spat. ” Ain’t nobody gonna care ’bout a dirty-ass thing like you anyway. Now get your thievin’ ass out my ride.”

Humiliated and hurting, Traveler glared at him hatefully however knew she had no alternative. She stumbled out of the automotive, pulling her skirt down over her abused backside and shoulders convulsing with suppressed sobs, wincing because the clown’s cum trickled down her thighs.

As the automotive clattered away into the gap, Traveler stood alone on the empty, sunbaked roadside, the sturdy scent of dried cum and cum nonetheless lingering on her pores and skin and hair, knees weak from revulsion and disappointment. She’d wished a magical journey, not a twisted, perverted nightmare on the cruel arms of a clown fucktoy. But that is what she received for her naivety. As the strategy of evening started to darken the horizon, Traveler limped closely down the street, crying silent, offended tears. She knew she might by no means erase the stain of this encounter or wash away its bitterness – all she might do is preserve going, and pray to by no means cross paths with that clown once more.