Let him fuck her

Leanne found herself raising her knees and spreading her legs wider. At first she didn't realise what she was doing, it was all instinctive. She was willingly inviting the clown to fuck her. She'd been so **** to cum and now she wanted him to finish her off. By the time she tried to stop herself it was too late.

The clown held his immense member at the entrance to her slit, rubbing it hard against her moist opening. "Please..." she moaned softly. Begging him to fuck her.

His grin was even more disturbing now as he continued to tease her without giving her the satisfaction. She wondered if he was actually going to do it when he scooped her up by the waist and held her tightly against him. His breathing was heavy. Not from exertion but sinister while he stared at the young girl in his arms. As she lay there helplessly, without the strength or the will to fight, Leanne watched the clown grip her blouse and tug at the knot around her midriff. With one hard yank her top unfastened and her pert breasts were exposed to him. He was clearly impressed by what he saw as he immediately grabbed at them, squeezing firmly.

"Mmmm..." Leanne allowed a moan of pleasure from her lips. His grip was firm but somehow pleasurable. Her body was tingling and any kind of touch now was enough to heighten her arousal further still.

Before she could enjoy her breasts being caressed too much, the clown flung her down onto a nearby couch. She lay there a little stunned by the unexpected act and looked up at her hunter. He gazed down at Leanne's body, so exposed now after his stripping. Her blouse was open with her perfect breasts on display, her short plaid skirt high around her waist and doing nothing to hide her glistening pussy. Only her knee high white socks and black heels remained in place, but did nothing to protect her.

The clown sank down to the couch and straddled the girl. He lent forward and grabbed Leanne's arms, raising them above her head and holding them in place with one hand around her wrists. His free hand returned to his massive erection as he readied it for her pussy. Leanne's chest was heaving up and down as she panted She didn't fight him, there would be no point, and waited for his member to enter her.

"Ohhhhh... Fuuuuccckkk!!" she yelled, the sensation of the thick shaft squeezing inside her wet slit inconceivable. She had nowhere to go with her arms locked above her head and the clown began to fuck her forcefully. "Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohh Fuuu... Ohhhh! Yessss!!" Her head pushed back against the old couch and her legs wrapped around the clown's body with her ankles locked together, pulling him closer to her and forcing his dick deeper.

The clown screwed her with unrelenting ****. Thrusting inside her, harder and harder each time. There was no subtlety to his actions but Leanne didn't need any. She just wanted to be fucked rough and fast, the clown's incredible huge dick tormenting her pussy and building up an orgasm bigger than she could have imagined.

She thought she was going to cum several times before she actually did. The clown's actions seemed to prevent from reaching her peek until he allowed it. Only after he had his own orgasm did she erupt and wave after wave of pleasure flowed through her hot body.

"Yeeessss!! Oh God... Yesss! Holy FUUUCCCKKK!!!" she moaned loudly as her body shook. Orgasms rolled through her uncontrollably. The build up of the last few minutes all coming out at once. It was a few minutes later when everything calmed down and Leanne finally opened her eyes again. When she did the clown was still knelt over her, staring into her eyes with the same menacing expression. As the exhilaration of what had just happened died away, fear suddenly gripped her again. "What...? What else do you want?" she asked breathlessly.

Epilogue:

Suddenly there was a terrible roar and Leanne looked on stunned as the clown was sent hurtling to the ground. His assailant pounced on him, raining down with mercilessly vicious blows to the clown's head and body.

"Sid!" cried Leanne as she recognised the gigantic shape crouched over her creepy pursuer. Having feared the worse, she was relieved to see it was her new friend rescuing her. The deformed man turned away from his task and lurched up to Leanne's side, allowing her to see the broken, bloody mess that was the clown's body slumped on the floor. "Oh, Sid" she smiled, tears beginning to well up in her eyes. "I'm so glad it's you."

Sid looked down at the young woman on the couch. Her dishevelled look creating mixed thoughts in his limited mind. "Boobies?" Leanne smiled and tried to cover herself up as best she could, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed at her exposed appearance. She fastened her blouse back up and pulled her skirt over her soiled pussy. As she swung her legs onto the floor she noticed the familiar bulge in Sid's trousers just in front of her face.

"Ahem," she coughed uncomfortable. "Let's deal with that later, huh?" Leanne staggered uneasily to her feet using the gigantic man for support. With her legs still wobbling she looked around the room. Other than the mess that was the clown on the floor, everything seemed normal. "What do you say we get out of here, Sid?" He looked down at her and nodded before giving her a fractured smile.

With Sid's help Leanne made it to the door. The entrance was just in front of them now. The reception area was silent and there was no sign of life down the corridor. As she stepped towards the entrance Leanne felt her friend hanging back, a little hesitant.

"It's okay, Sid," she told him comfortingly. "You're gonna live with me now. I'm gonna take care of you." Even as she said it, Leanne had no idea how she was going to do that. But having freed him from his prison she couldn't just abandon him now. She was sure they'd figure it out somehow. As they stumbled down the stone steps to the outside, one thing was for certain. They were never coming back to Rosefield Manor ever again.

The End