Circus Sideshow

Chapter 2: ''...throw me up high...''

''Huh... it's completely abandoned, huh?''

''Yep~! The place is undergoing some retrofitting, so shows are off for the next few days.''

Polka grinned lightly as she skipped out into the stage area, the familiar bright lamps illuminating the stage. The rows of seats were empty and the whole pace had an abandoned feel to it, only the thrum of the lamps and their footfalls audible. Dimly she could make out the construction work going on outside, the distant voices of men talking and joking audible, but for the most part the main room was empty.

The blonde circus girl looked back, grin becoming a smile as she gazed back at her boyfriend, Daisuke. Months had passed since they had met back in her private room, and in the months since then she had spent nearly every day with him. Just hanging out, going out on dates, and of course plenty of sex. She wasn't ashamed to say she was smitten with him; he was everything she wanted in a guy. Kind, supportive, but also willing to play around when she was in the mood and good enough at it to make her melt.

She loved him to the point she had even given up doing the sex shows entirely and promised she wouldn't do any more. He could satisfy her more than enough anyway, and she wanted to prove to him she did actually love him, and wasn't just using him for sex.

Polka caught his gaze flickering down to her ass, bringing a light pink blush to her cheeks and eliciting a giggle from her throat, coyly reaching back and tugging her elaborate skirt up, showing him her butt. He went red just as she expected, causing her giggle to grow into a soft laugh, flattered that he still got so embarrassed even after seeing her naked so many times. She was wearing her usual make-up and circus outfit as per usual; mostly because she knew he liked seeing her in it, and she didn't want anyone from the circus seeing her without it on. It ruined the magic of it.

''C'mon.'' Polka cooed, ascending the incline onto the main stage.

''Wow... it feels a lot higher-up here, than from the seats.'' Daisuke noted lightly.

The blonde fox-girl hummed in agreement. ''That's the point; makes it seem like our tricks take place higher-up. The tent can only stretch so high y'know; we have to do little tricks like that when we can.''

He nodded, gazing around the empty room with idle interest. That was until Polka strutted up in front of him, lips curved up into a saucy smile and long eyelashes fluttering. She snaked her lithe arms around his neck and held onto him, giggling when he blushed again and brushing her lips against his own, teasing him with the thought of a kiss.

Her tease worked, and in a heartbeat her boyfriend grabbed her hips and kissed her. Polka mewled lightly into the kiss, meshing her lips against his own with simmering passion. She pushed her body against his own but didn't go all-out just yet; simply savouring their locked lips and their mutual closeness, both of them sucking in quick breaths between passionate, heated kisses. She felt his fingers creeping down her back and smiled into the kiss, retreating just before he got to that point.

''I've always wanted to be in the circus, since I used to watch the shows as a kid.'' Polka murmured only to him, kissing his cheek. ''The lights, the dances... it inspired me to act like this too, hehe~''

The blonde kissed his cheek and he went for her neck, eliciting a hot moan from Polka as his lips attacked her jugular – trailing a flurry of wet kisses on her sensitive skin. She arched her back slightly and he moved both hands onto her back, sliding them up to her arms. Polka moaned and let him do as he pleased, shuddering as he lifted both her arms skyward – and allowing him to suddenly lean in and tickle her armpit with several quick kisses, eliciting a squealing laugh from the blonde fox-girl as she twisted away from him.

Daisuke was relentless however; both his hands snaking around her stomach and easing her down onto the floor. Polka shuddered and rolled onto her back, moaning into the inevitable kiss and looping her arms back around him, making out with him with the sound of passionate smacking lips. He loomed over her and she arched her body towards him, her stomach rubbing against his own and tempting him to slide one hand under her body, holding her like that as they made out.

''Mm...'' Polka shuddered as he moved his other hand down, rubbing her thighs. ''Hehe... wanna do it right here~?''

''Maybe.'' He murmured back, tugging on her skirt. ''Your clothes make it difficult though.''

''Think of it as a challenge...'' Polka put on her best sensual smile. ''...and me as your prize~''

In a heartbeat his lips were back on hers, kissing her passionately and melting her words down into an incoherent groan of lust. His right hand went right between her legs and pressed against her striped underwear, rubbing her panty-clad pussy with bubbling lust – sending hot tremors rushing up Polka's body, a mewl slipping free from her parted lips as he teased her. He reclaimed her lips before she could make another sound, his tongue pushing into her mouth and making her lips curve up into a smile, humming as she pushed her own tongue back against his own.

His fingers rubbed her more earnestly, stroking up and down with rhythmic, forceful motions. Pleasure sparked in her pelvis and she moaned, breaking off the kiss and instead pulling him into her neck, shuddering when he immediately assaulted her vulnerable neck with a flurry of wet kisses and licks, fuelling the hotness between her thighs, alongside the needy itch that only he could scratch.

''A-Ah~'' Polka curled her toes when he stopped – and instead pushed his hand into her underwear, stroking her bare pussy lips for a moment before pushing his digits inside her. ''Ohh~''

Daisuke pulled out of her neck and claimed her lips, silencing her hot sounds as he started fingering her, his digits easily worming their way inside her pussy and getting her wet. Her inner walls clenched around his fingers but that did little to stop him from riling her up; if anything her tightness only made her more sensitive when he started wiggling his fingers around – scissoring them apart, wiggling them up-and-down; he pulled out all the stops and quickly turned her into a gasping, moaning mess.

With a hot groan Polka shut her eyes and tipped her head aside, unable to stay still as pleasure coursed up her pelvis, his thumb rubbing her clit with practised ease. Bolts of arousal made her muscles tighten up and her toes curl, her skin feeling so immensely hot under her clothes and nearly tempting her to strip off, but she was too busy enjoying his fingers to really muster the effort; moaning when he added a third finger and started pumping it into her wet sex, her honey clinging to his fingers.

''Oh Daisuke~'' Polka gasped out, pushing her head against his and moaning into his ear. ''T-That's it, just k-keep... Mn~''

She bit her lip as he twisted his fingers around, pressing up against a little sensitive spot and rubbing it; each bit of friction nearly making her insides spasm from the raw pleasure. She clung onto him, her fingers curling into his hair and shoulder as she endured his amazing fingers, her breathing quick and shallow as the pleasure got to her – bringing her to climax faster than many other men could.

Suddenly he slipped out her embrace, shifting back down her body. Polka sat up on her elbows, panting and confused – and immediately squeaked when he shoved his head under her fancy skirt, pulling the front of her underwear aside. His fingers left her pussy and not a second later his tongue replaced it, ripping a pleasure-filled gasp from Polka's lips as white-hot pleasure tickled her pussy, both her hands reflexively going down and clutching onto his head.

''M-Mm! Yes~!'' The blonde girl openly moaned, arching her back and pushing her pussy towards his hungry mouth.

Her boyfriend rewarded her by grabbing her hips, holding her butt off the floor as he shoved his tongue inside her dripping sex and swirled it around, melting her nerves with the hot pleasure. She tightened around his tongue fruitlessly, the wet appendage easily worming around her womanhood and rubbing several sensitive spots with the tip, each little lick sapping the air from her lungs until she was gasping on the stage floor, her head tipped back and gazing at the ceiling.

His tongue suddenly withdrew, only to attacked her clit with a flurry of wet licks. Polka pulled him against her womanhood with a trembling whimper, pleasure curling inside her pelvis as her orgasm bubbled closer and closer, the need for release becoming too intense. Doubly so when his tongue suddenly retreated and three fingers jammed themselves inside her dripping folds instead, rapidly finger-fucking her even as she seized up, a shrill cry fleeing her lips.

''D-Daisuke!'' Polka cried out and threw her head back – cumming on his thrusting fingers.

The sound of her orgasmic cry was muffled as he crashed his lips against hers, burying his fingers up to the knuckle inside her and pumping them inside even as she came, letting her ride out her amazing orgasm. She seized up, she spasmed and she writhed; her body moving around the stage floor as she endured the muscle-coiling bliss.

''A-Ahh...'' Polka's back hit the stage floor as she went limp, moaning deeply. ''Amazing...''

Daisuke chuckled slightly and she giggled back, laying her fingers onto his cheeks and pulling him into a breathless, messy kiss – tongues and all. Their wet appendages squirmed and wrestled, the taste of her own honey on his tongue but failing to discourage her; humming as she tasted herself so lewdly. His fingers slid out of her pussy, the absence making her reflexively close her legs, moaning into his mouth as she tried to abate the tingling need in her womanhood.

''Mm...'' The blonde circus-girl pulled back from the kiss, sending her boyfriend a flirtatious look. ''Hehe, you can put it in now~ Let's see who finishes first~''

Without missing a beat Daisuke began unbuckling his belt, eliciting a pretty giggle from Polka and tempting her to open her legs. In record time his erect cock sprung free from his jeans and he moved between her creamy legs, getting into position. Her elaborate skirt hid the details but he made do with his hands, running them over her legs and guiding his cock up to her pussy, her entrance wet against his tip and making both of them groan.

Then without a word he pushed himself up against her – and slid inside her dripping sex. Polka couldn't hope to contain her deep moan of bliss, loving the sensation of his ample cock pushing inside her womanhood and spreading her inner walls apart, hitting all her good spots on the way. He managed to fit nearly his full length in her on the first thrust, soon bottoming out after a couple more slow thrusts.

''Mn...'' Polka took a moment to enjoy the pleasurable fullness. ''Don't worry about us being interrupted, nobody'll come around this place for a few hours...''

She leaned in, kissing his ear. ''So go wild~''

In response Daisuke reared his hips back, and then promptly slammed into her dripping entrance. A hot, happy moan fled Polka's lips and she threw her head back, buckling as her boyfriend began to thrust into her fast from the get-go – his ample shaft sliding in and out with quick, bestial thrusts, rubbing her good spots with each and every thrust. She didn't even try to contain her moans; instead letting her voice freely echo throughout the room as she accepted the passionate pounding, her pussy tingling from the pleasure.

One of his hands landed on the floor next to her head, the other remaining wrapped under her back as he pounded her sex, forcing Polka to arch her back a tiny bit – the sensation adding to the erotic passion in the air. She wasn't entirely submissive herself; a smile remaining on her parted lips as she pushed her pelvis towards him, helping him enter her even faster. His response came in the form of a heated, lustful kiss, devouring her low moans as he gave her the pounding of a lifetime.

''M-Mm~'' Her moan trembled out of her throat. ''That's it, just... Mn, keep moving like that~''

In the heat of the moment she snaked one hand up into his hair and pulled his face into her neck, moaning hotly as he hammered her pussy with quick, lustful strokes. Wet noises fled their connected parts as he inserted himself into her hard and fast, the roughness making her insides tighten and coil like a wet vice around his dick. Her back arched as the pleasure built, a burning need swelling inside her pelvis that made her mouth hang open, unashamedly crying out with bliss as her orgasm rapidly approached.

Daisuke wasn't far off either; something Polka came to realise as she felt his girth throb inside her, the tip rubbing that one spot she loved each time he plunged inside her wetness. She helpfully pushed her body towards his, her back remaining arched as he fucked her closer to climax, her pussy tightly squeezing his dick – until her prior orgasm caught up with her, and Polka climaxed.

''Ah~!'' The blonde girl cried out with bliss, shuddering beneath his bulk as she came.

However her boyfriend wasn't quite there yet; grunting as he kept slamming himself balls-deep inside her quivering, spasming pussy. The added friction escalated her cry into a borderline wail of pleasure, shaking her head side-to-side as she rode out her mind-whitening orgasm, squirting around his thrusting cock – until finally he couldn't take it, grunting as he bottomed out and gushed his load inside her sex.

''Mm!'' Polka buckled at the sensation, body going rigid – before with a slow sigh she relaxed, moaning. ''Ahh... y-yes...''

Both of them were left panting in the wake of their orgasm – and within the minute, they were going for a second round, laughing between themselves as their lips meshed together and his cock entered her once more.

X-x-X

''Huh?! What do you mean we're doing it again?!''

Polka found herself standing alone in the director's office, the off-white walls stained by years of use.

The desk in front of her was cluttered with numerous reports and files and two coffee mugs, the director himself sitting behind it – an older man in his fifties. From what memory served he used to be a clown before he founded the circus. He had the type of face suited to a clown; his cheeks rounded and his brow flat, wrinkles starting to set in.

''The circus is running low on funds, Omaru-chan.'' The Director remarked flatly, shuffling some documents. ''Ever since you stopped doing your sex shows we've been missing out on revenue. Because of that, we'll have to do a sex raffle tonight if we're to keep afloat.''

Polka crossed her arms, glaring. ''I'm not doing it. I've got a boyfriend now.''

''Is that so.'' The Director didn't bat an eye, looking simultaneously bored with work and disinterested with her responses. ''The thing is, I don't care. You either do a private show with the lucky guy tonight, or you're fired. Which'll it be?''

At that, Polka hesitated – biting her lip and gazing at her feet. She loved Daisuke with all her heart, and had promised him to not sleep with other guys while they were dating – but she needed this job. Partly because it paid rent and stuff, but also because it held a crucial place in her heart. This wasn't just a job; it was her identity. She had been in love with this circus since she was a little girl; she had trained, sweated and even broken bones practising for the role here. She even offered to do the sex shows when she heard the place was running low on funds, knowing that guys would pay to see a girl get pounded live on stage.

Being in this circus was a living dream for her. It might not be a perfect dream, but it was her dream. And she wasn't ready to wake up from it yet.

''...okay.'' Polka bit out, refusing to look at the Director. ''I'll do my show, and the raffle. But I won't do any public shows.''

''Fair enough.'' He tapped his desk. ''Get out of here and get ready for the show then; head back to your room once you're done.''

With a grumbled agreement Polka obeyed, head down as she left the office.

X-x-X

Several hours later Polka found herself in her room, alone, and dressed in a white bathrobe.

Unlike her time with Daisuke she had tied it shut properly, covering her otherwise nude body much more appropriately. As she waited she tried psyching herself up, telling herself it wasn't cheating since it was part of her job – and plus, her boyfriend would understand if he found out. If, being the operative word. She wasn't going to go and tell him she was doing this; he didn't need to find out.

Biting her lip Polka was about to go and get a drink to distract herself – when knocking echoed at her door. She jumped slightly and hastily stumbled up to the door, stalling for a second under the guise of checking her make-up was in place, before finally she opened the door.

An older gentleman was on the other side, probably in his forties to fifties; far from the oldest guy she'd banged, and not too bad-looking, so she didn't mind. ''Hey. You're the raffle winner?''

''That's me.'' The man remarked in a grizzled tone, a slight smirk on his lips as he eyed up her.

Polka flushed under the attention, tugging on her bathrobe semi-flirtatiously. ''Come on in then. We've only got an hour together, after all~''

With a grunt the man obliged, stepping inside the room. Polka shut the door behind him and twisted to face him – moaning when both his hands immediately went to her waist and he claimed her lips in a kiss. He was much rougher than her boyfriend was, sending shivers of arousal rushing through her body as she hesitantly kissed him back. Mentally she slapped herself, reminding her to get her head in the game; prompting her to kiss him back with more passion than before.

His hands slid over her waist, coming to rest on the little rope around her waist – untying the fluffy knot and yanking her bathrobe open in a heartbeat. Polka shivered as her nude body was exposed, her creamy flesh still slightly wet from her shower. Something that she was reminded of as the older man grabbed both her breasts, her round boobs squishing beneath his groping fingers. The fox-girl moaned at his touch, her fennec fox tail swishing behind her as arousal pooled in her stomach, getting turned on despite her lingering hesitations.

''Mm...'' Polka grabbed his wrists and tugged his hands off her boobs – pulling him over to the bed instead.

The circus girl eased herself down onto the bed and he took a seat on her right, and without missing a beat his right hand darted between her bare thighs, cupping her pussy. Polka gasped in surprise, her voice soon melting into a hot moan when he reclaimed her lips in a heated kiss, his fingers rubbing at her pussy passionately. He wasn't as good as her boyfriend but it still felt good, the arousal in her belly growing hotter and hotter, twisting her pelvis into knots.

''A-Ah...'' A little moan fled her lips as he pushed three thick fingers inside her entrance, wasting no time in pumping his digits inside her.

Polka bit her lip, whimpering as she endured the good sensation – her hips wriggling about as his fingers plunged rhythmically into her pussy. Blindly she reached over with her right hand and unzipped his pants, feeling around until she got his swelling cock out into the open; wasting no time in curling her fingers around his considerable girth and stroking him off. She felt him get hard quickly, his dick throbbing against her palm arousingly, and tempting him to plunge his fingers into her more aggressively.

A muted whine fled her pursed lips as he pressed his thumb against her clit, rubbing the little bundle of nerves roughly. Her bare toes curled and she leaned her torso back a bit, mewling when the older man reached around and grabbed her breast with his free hand, his fingers playing with her tit as he got her off. Wetness coated his plunging fingers as she got aroused, and Polka shuddered as she tried pushing her boyfriend from her mind, tricking herself into thinking this was perfectly okay to do. It was her job, after all.

''Mn~'' Polka twitched when he suddenly stopped, his fingers sliding out of her wet pussy. ''Hey, why'd you stop~?''

In response the older man slid his left hand up into her hair, gripping it gently and pulling her towards his crotch. She blushed at the silent demand and complied, shifting onto her side and kissing the tip of his dick, his shaft throbbing against her lips. She followed up with a quick flurry of extra kisses, smooching the tip of the man's cock all over – until soon she put her lips on the tip and eased him into her wet mouth.

The man groaned deeply, his hand sliding down her bare back aimlessly. Polka shuddered at his wandering hand and refocused on his cock, uncurling one finger at a time as she inched her lips deeper down his dick until the tip hit the back of her throat – and with only a second to adjust her position, she deep-throated him. He groaned deeply and his right hand landed on her head, keeping her there and allowing him to idle poke and prod her fox ears.

''Mrph...'' Polka twitched. Her ears were sensitive; but with her mouth full of cock, she couldn't exactly tell him that.

Resigning herself to endure the distracting sensation Polka began to bob her head up and down his cock, grunting as she slurped his cock. She deliberately drooled onto his dick as she moved, her tongue stroking his ample shaft as she wetted his dick in a sheen of saliva. Already his shaft began to throb inside her mouth, the twitching tip sliding down her tight throat repeatedly as she casually deep-throated him.

Pretending not to notice that the blonde fox-girl kept blowing him, shifting her nude body slightly as she got comfortable – telling herself to enjoy it, that it'd make the whole thing go a lot quicker. And to her embarrassment the thought was working; she could feel her body grow warm with arousal, her lingering doubts and hesitations fading as the scent of the man's cock filled her sensitive nose. Her high sex drive reared its head and she began moving her head more earnestly, idly tucking some hair out of her face as she gazed up into the man's eyes.

''Fuck...'' He swore under his breath, pushing her head down.

Polka grunted at the deep-throat, giving his cock an extra hard suck in response. She laid her hands on his thighs and arched her neck forwards when she plunged her lips down and reared her head back when she leaned up, the added motions making her blow-job feel extra good – a fact proven when the nameless man grunted and groaned, his cock pulsating inside her mouth.

''Mm...'' He tugged on her hair, pulling her off his cock suddenly – leaving her gasping in surprise. ''I wanna finish on your face.''

The blonde circus girl flushed at his boldness, but didn't argue. ''Sure thing~''

Plastering a sexy smile on her face Polka leaned back onto the bed, smiling as the man straddled her stomach. Hot grunts fled his throat as he jerked himself off quickly, his hand sliding over his saliva-coated shaft as he jerked off right in her face, pre-cum oozing from the tip. Polka prepared herself; opening her mouth for him and shutting her eyes, waiting for the moment.

''Nn!''

Thick ropes of cum exploded over her face, splattering in thick sticky ropes that hit her cheeks, her lips and splattered over her right eye, one long rope getting in her fringe. Several smaller ropes hit her collarbone before the man merely pushed his cock against her medium-sized boobs, smearing the last of his cum load into her tits; the lewd sensation eliciting a moan from the lithe circus girl.

''Ah...'' Polka moaned slightly, wiping the cum off her eyelids before opening them. ''Geez, you came so much.''

The older man huffed, lightly slapping her bare thigh. ''On your knees, I want that ass.''

Polka pouted at his direct tone but didn't argue, taking her time to shift onto her knees and wiggle her rear at him. Her cheeks coloured pink as she realised how wet she was, a fact she was reminded of as the older man rubbed his wet tip against her folds – the mere friction making Polka moan. The tip eased inside her just a little bit, spreading her pussy lips apart but not outright penetrating her, just teasing her.

Biting her lip she put on her best demure look, peering at him over her shoulder. ''C'mon, just put it in already. Don't you wanna feel how flexible I can be~?''

Her tease worked – a shuddering smile gracing Polka's features as the man pushed his cock inside her dripping entrance. She moaned, arching her back as hot pleasure rushed up her pelvis and flooded her stomach, the feeling of having her pussy filled by a dick other than her boyfriend's strangely erotic. She gripped the bed at the thought, her moan melting into a deeper groan as she felt him push deeper inside her, the sensation feeling just so downright naughty.

Just over two-thirds of his cock fitted snugly inside her tight pussy before the older man began to move; rearing his hips back and plunging himself back inside her. She sunk her teeth into her bottom lip and moaned, just relaxing and accepting the rhythmic thrusting, his dick spreading her insides apart with each thrust. It wasn't enough to excite her like it did with her boyfriend but it still felt good, pleasure buzzing in her pussy lips and making her tighten around him, smiling at the sound of his groan.

''Nn... this tail real...?'' He murmured suddenly – and grabbed her fennec fox tail, tugging on it.

The sudden tug sent hot bolts of pleasure into the base of her spine; the pleasure quickly rushing to her pussy. ''A-Ah~! Y-Yes, of course it's real!''

Her yelp filled the room, and Polka blushed red when she caught him grinning down at her. He'd found her weakness. Something that Polka rapidly found out as the man began tugging on her tail with each buck of his hips, burying his above-average dick into her wet sex with increasing roughness, soon hitting her cervix and bottoming out inside her womanhood. Each tug of her tail forced her back to arch, the lightning-like sparks shooting up her naked body and making her gasp and moan.

Suddenly his cock felt so much better, her sensitivity heightening as the nameless older man pulled her tail. His pelvis smacked her shapely ass each time he bottomed out inside her, stretching her insides and conforming her pussy to the shape of his dick; the mere thought making her moan deeply, blushing deeply as she took the pounding on her knees. She screwed her eyes shut and tried to endure it but it just felt so good, moans spilling from her lips as his dick hit her deepest parts over and over again, the slapping of skin and breathy grunts flooding the room.

Unfortunately he was nearing his limit faster than she was; his cock throbbing and pulsating inside her. Polka groaned and shoved her ass back towards him, half-tempted to start rubbing her clit to get herself off but if she did her other arm would give out – the indecision keeping her where she was as the man slammed his cock into her quivering entrance faster and faster, his harsh grunts accompanied by equally-harsh yanks on her fox tail, the added pleasure flooding her pussy.

''Mn, Nn... Hn!'' Without word or warning the man slammed inside her with a deep grunt and came; thick ropes of cum splattering inside her wet womanhood.

Polka pursed her lips together, doing little to muffle her aroused moan as he came inside her so much it quickly overflowed, dripping down onto the bed. She eased her breathing and consciously tightened around him, milking him for as much of his load as she could on reflex, privately loving the feeling.

''Ahh...'' The circus fox-girl twitched when he pulled out, leaving her pussy quivering for attention. ''Geez... you came a ton. Are you trying to knock me up or something~?''

He chuckled huskily, slapping her butt and making her yelp. ''Can I?''

''I'm on the pill, dummy~'' Polka puffed her cheek at him, exaggeratedly rubbing her sore butt. ''And don't spank me; I'm not into getting hit.''

''A couple nights with me and you'll learn to love it.''

''Good thing then that we only got an hour together then~'' Polka drawled back, wiggling her brows smugly.

He gruffly grunted at that, sitting down on the edge of the bed. ''Yeah, right. So get on my lap and ride me then.''

''So demanding~'' Polka cooed but obeyed, shifting closer on her knees.

He moved a little further back onto the bed and she swung one leg over his, straddling him reverse-cowgirl – purposefully showing him only her back. That way at least she could imagine it being her boyfriend fucking her, and not some random older guy who she'd not see after tonight. The thought brought her some measure of comfort, licking her lips as she positioned herself above the man's cock, lined him up; and then pushed her ass down.

''Ohh~'' Polka groaned as his dick rubbed against a good spot; tempting her to roll her hips a bit, easing herself down his girth.

With how wet her insides were Polka easily managed to take all his cock on the first go, moaning deeply when she was filled. The circus girl didn't wait more than a second before she began to ride him, grunting cutely under her breath as she took his full length inside, lifted her hips, then took him back inside again – her velvety inner walls constricting his cock like a wet vice each time. The repeated tightness made the older man groan, both his hands landing on her waist and sliding down to her thighs, groping the back of her legs lustfully.

Polka let him touch as he wanted, shuddering when his hands went to her butt – groping and squeezing her shapely rear, her butt emphasised each time she pushed it down against his pelvis. Her breathing was quick as she worked her hips and only got quicker, her boobs jiggling about and tempting her to briefly grope her tit, giving up after a second when a more tempting idea came to mind.

''Mm, geez, you're already starting to twitch in me~?'' Polka teased, the blonde tightening her insides consciously. ''Do you really wanna knock me up that bad, huh~?''

She rubbed her clit a bit, moaning. ''You came so much you're still leaking out but you wanna cum in me again~? What a perv you-''

She was interrupted, however – as the bedroom door opened.

And standing in the doorway, was her boyfriend Daisuke.

Polka let out a shriek of surprise, hips buckling as she came to an abrupt stop – the jolting movement incidentally making the older man's cock slip out. ''D-Daisuke! I-It's not what it looks like!''

Daisuke didn't reply. He gazed at her, the man – and then turned away and left.

Polka panicked, heart leaping up into her chest. ''Wait! J-Just let me explain!''

Pleasure made her knees weak, her orgasm still hanging close and causing her to stumble as she got up to her feet, unable to chase after her boyfriend. The blonde girl reached the doorway and was about to shamble after him, another frantic shout rising in her throat – when a meaty hand landed on the door and slammed it shut, eliciting a yelp from Polka.

''I'm not done yet.'' The older man rumbled into her ear.

Polka flushed, anger filling her. ''Now isn't the tim- hya?!''

The man wasn't listening. He grabbed her biceps and shoved her back towards the bed, the sudden movement so unexpected she stumbled and fell onto her side, grunting. She scrambled onto her back but the man was upon her in a moment, both hands grabbing her thighs and yanking them open – and before Polka could yell at him he shoved his meaty cock back inside her, bottoming out in a single rough thrust.

''Ah!'' The blonde circus girl immediately struggled, panicking as he pinned both her wrists above her head with one hand. ''Hey, stop! This isn't- Mmph!?''

Polka's eyes went wide as the man clamped a hand over her mouth, muffling her words down into incoherent hums – her back arching as the man lustfully began to thrust into her. Her nearing orgasm teased her full force and she furiously shook her head, kicking him in the hips and flailing her legs, struggling beneath the stronger man as things suddenly took a darker turn, the cock railing her no longer feeling good.

However even if she hated it, even if their casual round of sex had suddenly become rape – her body still reacted to the pleasure, her pussy still quivering from her looming orgasm. Her inner walls tightened up and seized around his shaft, the friction of his dick sliding in and out of her pussy pushing her towards climax, his dick hitting her deepest parts with skin-slapping intensity.

''Stop, I-I said stop- Mn!''

''Fuck, fuck...!'' He grunted – and with a deep groan the man roughly bottomed out inside her sex, blowing his thick load inside her.

Polka spasmed against the sheets, eyes widening and mouth opening wide as her orgasm rushed through her – her mind briefly going white from her guilty orgasm. His gushing load splattered inside her, the feeling only accentuating her unwanted climax and making her cum harder, writhing against the sheets.

''Hah, haah...'' The man pulled out. ''I want my money's worth, so just forget about that guy until I'm done.''

Polka was too busy gasping to speak, settling for a hot glare instead. However the man paid her no mind, grabbing her by the arm and roughly rolling her onto her stomach, one hand shoving her face down into the sheets and allowing him to straddle her ass – and with a groan he penetrated her tight ass, wasting no time in pounding her rear with bestial bucks of his hips.

The circus girl grasped at the bed, gripping the sheets with nail-blunting tightness as the man violated her ass, anger, shame and helplessness bringing tears to her eyes. The worst part was that it didn't even hurt – it felt good as he pounded her ass, his cock sending bursts of warmth through her stomach.

She wanted to struggle, to scream and shout, but she remembered the look on her boyfriend's face when he walked in on her riding the guy currently pounding her ass – the mere thought draining her strength, shame flooding her body.

Because of that she just laid there, biting the sheet as he pumped into her asshole, waiting for him to just get it over with.

'D-Daisuke... I'm s-sorry...'

[END]

A/N: Oh dear~ Bit of a dark turn, no~?