Author's note: I try to write stories to be understood independent of my others. However these characters are from a series I started with 'Moving In,' 'Moving In Ch.2,' and 'We Found It, A Nude Beach.' If you enjoy 'Clown Mask and Panties' below, you may also enjoy reading these as well to gain further insight into the personalities of the characters and th...
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least the proper 18+ years of age. As always postive feedback is always appreciated and always feel free to directly message me if you want to talk about or possibly co-write custom made chapters anytime! It all started during a simple outdoor camping trip as 4 college friends were just getting started setting...
The carnival had been closed for years after a tragic accident. It was rumored that once anyone entered, they will never return. Their bodies will be found beaten and bloody by the road that was the only way into the carnival. It still stands on the edge of town, rusty metal, decaying wood and tattered old tents still stand. The sidewalk was overgrown with w...
Donaletto, the clown, was in the corner of his cage, sleeping on the straw that was kept there for that purpose… when Gloria came in. Her deep mocking laughter sent shivers and cramps through his 23 year-old belly. He tried to turn away from her, leaving his naked ass fully exposed to her derisive gaze. He wished he could crawl into a hole, but there really...
Andrea Lew sat alone at the table in their favorite restaurant, impatiently tapping her fingernails. She noticed the quizzical looks the server gave her, so smiled demurely and shrugged her shoulders, but inside she simmered. Had Jonas forgotten their Valentine date? During the past forty-five minutes, she had tried calling him on his cell, his office and hi...
This story is part of my Office Sluts series, but it's a standalone story as well. Enjoy! * It was three AM. I woke up to a sudden noise in the bed beside me. I opened my eyes and found Bonnie sitting next to me. "I can't sleep," she said. "Close your eyes," I told her. "And count sheep..." "Please..." she told me. "I had a nightmare." I sat up. Havin...
Flash. It was the flash of reflected light that caught my eye. I went over to the wall of the parking garage and picked up the bright object. It was a cheap and gaudy woman's broach made out of plastic. It was in the shape of a crescent moon. Most of it was black, but parts had a shiny, metallic gold finish. "Here, my dear, a token of my undying love and...
The short, pleasantly plump woman in the white tunic stood behind the store counter surrounded by freshly baked pies and cookies and cakes. Her very round, very pink-cheeked face smiled and nodded as she double-checked an order receipt. She then looked up and said with a beaming smile, "Ok. So we'll have the cake ready by 10:00 Saturday morning." Mia, alrea...
For 6 years since the eve of her twelfth b-day, Maria has been plagued by dreams of a horrific monster who chases her only to try and ravage her. One afternoon, after school, she finds a package on her bed. Inside are some toys from a childhood friend. Among them is a cute lil grey clown puppet. She awakens in the middle of the night to find the puppet sitti...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...