Candy’s Circus Adventures Part Five

Candy Seduces a Circus Suit

This is a story about how I seduced a man who worked for the circus. He was shy and really shocked, and I got off on pushing him past his limits.

He was a businessman who did the purchasing for our circus. So he always wore suits and did the practical stuff but seldom mixed with us performers. He was a best friend of one of my friends and he was funny and would do anything to make me laugh (aspiring clown, maybe?).

Well I got into a routine of stopping by where his office was just so he could make me laugh. I mean I would laugh so hard I would turn red and go limp. Have you ever laughed that hard? He was like my happy drug. So one day I went by the offices and I asked him out on a date.

You should have seen his face! He was acting like I asked him if he would like a million dollars. He actually blushed! I thought it was so sweet. He hesitated and said we could get in trouble (the circus has very strict rules) but agreed when I said that since we were friends it wouldn’t look so strange.

Now this guy was super Joe average in looks, and probably on some level he thought I was toying with him, but he had no idea how much I wanted him. He was 32, 6’2” probably around 220 pounds, had dirty blonde hair and a bald spot right in the middle of his head and glasses. He was in looks was just a touch above nerd. But the key to my desire was how hard he made me laugh!

That night he took me to a super fancy restaurant and I could barely eat all the beautiful food cause he kept me laughing so hard. When he drove me back to my home I asked him in and he very reluctantly agreed. We sat on the couch and talked for an hour and then he said he had to go. It was only midnight and I asked him to stay longer, to which he said that he wasn't a young thing like me, and couldn't handle the late hours.

He quickly stood up and hugged me. I laughed and said it wasn’t a proper hug and jumped up onto the couch to hug him again. You see he is sooo tall, and I am sooo short, I just wanted to get up to his level and maybe get him to kiss me. When he hugged me again, our bodies were now really matched up and I could feel he had an erection and was getting really frustrated that he was not making any moves. He hugged me and turned to the door to let himself out. Now this brought out a side I didn't know I had, this little animal inside of me that wanted to have sex with him all night, just didn't want to see him go.

He had the door halfway open and was turning to bid me a goodnight when I went running up to the door from the couch and pushed him hard with my momentum (and it helps to have the physical strength of an acrobat)up against the door. The door slammed shut from his weight against it and it suddenly dawned on my rational mind that I had just pushed a 6’2” man up against my front door!! I had crushed my body to his and I could actually feel his heart racing. He was looking down at me in a shocked sort of way. I was really embarrassed by my animal lunge at him. It was hardly a feminine thing to do.

You could have cut the tension with a knife. I smiled a slow smile and said in the smallest most innocent voice that I could “Well aren't you going to kiss me goodnight?” He leaned forward and with still a little shock in his face, kissed me. I kissed him back aggressively, sucking his lips and then his tongue into my mouth. I felt the tension in his body and knew that there was still a good chance that he might run away, so without any warning I put my small hand right on the telltale erection in his trousers.

He broke the kiss and moaned really loudly. I looked up to him and said, "Why are you trying to resist me?" He looked down with his green eyes (he was Irish) and said I was really young and that he shouldn't be doing this. I smiled and answered him by unzipping his pants.

His eyes widened and he said “Candy! Do you know what you are doing?!” I decided to ignore any and all of his questions. In the corporate part of the circus they think that I am still a virgin, this is perpetuated by the fact that my parents have been so strict. So I was guessing he didn’t know of my self liberation in the last year :). Not everyone in the circus knows the things I have been up to, and I like to keep it that way.

Well I dropped to my knees and looked up into his eyes while I pulled his erection free. His face was an equal mixture of arousal and something of a form of shock about the little tigress he suddenly had on his hands. I decided to push the envelope, and quickly, because I had to get past his protective fatherly attitude. I looked back to the 7 inches I had in my hands and licked the tip of his cock like ice cream. He moaned and I felt him push back on my shoulders trying to get me away from him. So I resisted the push and closed my lips over the head of his raging hard-on. I quickly flicked my tongue in a snake like fashion back and forth against the slit at the top and sucked just the head of him gently but with increasing pressure.

“Oh my God! Candy! Please stop, I won’t be able to stop if you don’t!” I heard him say in a thick and desperate moan above me. I smiled internally; I knew that there was no turning back for him. I cupped his balls through the opening in his pants and gave them a gentle squeeze while taking more of his length into my mouth and swishing my tongue all along the underside. He grabbed my hair reflexively but not roughly. I had about three inches of him sucked into my mouth and began to withdraw with a long slow sucking until the tip of him fell from my lips. Then I licked again around the head of him, while gently but firmly sliding my hands up and down the length of him. I pointed my tongue, making it hard and firm and licked all around the ridge of the head.

He was breathing really hard and shaking. As I continued to tease and stroke I could see his cock expanding more, swelling in my hands and turning a really purple shade. Oooops! I thought, this guy is not going to last long at all! So I stopped toying with just the tip of him and sucked the length all the way down my throat while humming. His hips jerked hard in a reflex and he cried out, tightening his hold on my hair. I encouraged him by kneading his balls that were pulling up tightly against his body which was dripping with sweat and emitting a nice musky smell.

I was bobbing my head along the full length of him and sucking and licking like a woman starved! His lack of control was turning me on so much that I wanted him to cum hard and fast! When I had started I wanted to drag out the oral sex, tease him for a while before letting him cum, but his moans and quick response to my tongue and lips just inflamed me into a need to hear him and taste him while he came! I was moving my head as fast as I could and when I would suck him into my throat I would make sure to swallow, so he could feel his cock constricted tightly by my throat muscles.

“Oh God! Candy! Oh God!” he screamed out and I felt his cock jump in my throat. Then I felt the pulsations against my tongue and the warmth flood through my inner throat. I sucked while he pumped his hot cum, it was fabulous; I thought I was going to have a spontaneous orgasm I was so excited. I pulled my head back before he could finish; I wanted him to see his sperm on my tongue and lips. I looked up and saw him looking down at me his face a mask of orgasmic desire while he watched his final spurts glob out onto my waiting tongue and lips.

I licked my tongue around onto his salty liquid and sucked one final time the tip of his cock into my mouth, making sure to get the whole lot while my hand squeezed the last of it into my waiting mouth. I was shaking with desire. He sort of slid down onto his knees in front of me. He kissed me really deeply and I moved onto his lap, sitting on his damp semi hard cock. He moaned into my mouth while I continued to kiss him and rock on his sticky cock.

I stood up and he stood up too. I asked him to sit on the couch and he did so. I then said I wanted him to sit and just watch me, to do nothing. He nodded his head and sat quietly. I lay down on the floor at his feet and looped my legs up onto his knees. My ankles were at his knees and my knees were bent at the edge of the couch while I lay on the floor. I pulled my dress up to my hips (I was wearing a ankle length evening gown in red velvet) and he saw that I had been wearing no panties all night. His eyes just about popped! I held back my laughter, so that I could keep the atmosphere seductive, and I reached between my legs and started to stroke my obviously wet glistening pussy.

I watched his responses carefully through semi-open eyes and caressed my clit. I could see his dick springing back to life while I played with myself on the floor. I inserted a finger inside of myself and gyrated my hips slowly. He reached for his swollen cock and I said “No! Don't touch yourself! Or I will stop.” He froze and with what was obviously phenomenal control, forced his hands back to his sides. Then I continued and pushed another finger inside of my slick pussy and began to very slowly pump my fingers in and out. I reached my other hand up to toy with my bursting nipples through the velvet top.

I felt his hands grasp my ankles and he surprised me by dragging me farther up onto the couch so that now my hips were on his knees and my upper back and neck and head were the only parts of me still on the floor. He turned his head for a second to kiss my ankle now at his neck level.

His dragging me into this new position gave him a very up close look at my pink tiny pussy, and it also dragged my velvet dress up farther underneath my breasts. This really turned me on and I pulled my wet fingers out of my honey pot and while looking at him licked my fingers clean. Then I said, “Honey, could you put your finger inside of me?” I saw his cock jump and then he moved his hand between my legs and slowly pushed one finger up inside of me. I thought I was going to pass out!

He had long fingers and big hands and it felt great to have one of them inside of my tight little tunnel. He started to pump me gently and I reached up and started to stroke my clit. I was moaning and no longer watching his face while I got closer. He could tell and started to push his finger in and out faster as I sped my own hand up. Soon, in only seconds, I could tell that I was going to cum and hard! I pulled my own hand away and said in a breathless voice “Stop! Sweetie Stop!” I must have shocked him, because he pulled his hand away as if he had touched fire.

“Did I hurt you!?” he said his voice shaking. Here is where being an acrobat can be fun. I just ignored his question grabbed his wrists and flipped easily onto the couch, then promptly sat down, sending every inch of his wonderful 7” deep into my wet snatch. I threw my head back and moaned at the super sensation of his cock filling me, and he made an almost inhuman sound when he felt my tight pussy rammed quickly over his unsuspecting length of meat. And giving me a sort of personal joy as Mr. Conservative swore loudly for the first time ever!

He called out into my ear; “Oh shit Candy, oh my fucking God! You are so hot and tight, shit! ” I kissed him on the lips since I was sitting on his lap and facing him and he grabbed my hips and just started to pound away. It felt so great, him buried deep inside me, pumping away while we kissed. I reached between our bodies and with only a few strokes of my fingers and several deep pelvic thrusts from him brought on that orgasm that I was ready to have. I just wanted to cum with him fucking me, which is why I stopped the hand job before cumming.

I was gyrating and screaming and scratching his forearms with my nails while I shuddered in wave after sensual wave of my climax, and he just fucked me harder while my pussy vibrated around his flesh. As I was coming down from my orgasm, I began to get complacently limp and sagged like a rag doll into his arms, breathing heavy in his ear. His upstrokes into my still jumping and milking pussy were near to brutal, and I could hear the loud wet smacking sounds in my ears. I only had the strength left in me to moan softly and take it how he wanted to give it to me, I was in a fire of ecstasy and out of my mind with his hard cock jabbing me over and over.

He picked my hips up and threw me on my back on the couch, and reentered my body with zeal. His hands were wrapped around my ankles and he held them level with our faces so that he could get the deepest into me, and I could feel his prick head pummeling my cervix. I clung to him like a vine, and he fucked screams out of me. I could feel another orgasm building in answer to his fucking, and he could see my nipples all hard through the top of my velvet dress. He leaned forward and began to nibble at them through my top; I couldn’t take anymore and with loud screams and a lot of thrashing under his thrusting hips I came again, this brought on his orgasm and he yelled my name over and over while he gushed into my massaging pussy.

His hips kept throbbing forward while my cunt milked every last drop of jism from deep in his balls. It shouldn’t surprise you that we didn’t get far from the couch that evening. He ended up fucking me three more times before we fell asleep, and my body was dripping with our shared climaxes by the end of the night…