#peirrot

“Happy birthday pierrot,” you cued. You had on red bow lingerie with crotchless panties. He came in from the balcony, staring at you, “my lady . . . you cant wear something like that.” you strutted toward him, taking his arm, “why not? Do you not like it? I can take it off.” “Its not that at all my lady its dangerous. You dont know how i yearn for you, to make you scream for me. I dont know if i can be careful with you in that.”

“There are other things i can do if your ok with them, if you want i can masterbate, you dont have to hide this time,” you leaned up trying to whisper in his ear.

For once he was speechless, how did you know!? Slowly you crawled over your bed, leaning down to open your bottom drore. You knew the minute you leaned down you had flashed him your needy core. “Do you want to come over and pick?”

Pierrot was still looking at you bent over . . . it was so enticing. . . when you didnt hear anything you just leaned back up, “if youd like to cuddle we can do that instead?” “i enjoy the sounds you make with the blue and purple one.” the blue and purple one was a part of a fantasy collection. It was 7 inches, it had a flower texture at the top with a slick center and about an inch from the base there was a knot.

You pressed an on button then gave pierrot the remote explaining how it worked. You had a towel and lube by the bed, gracefully you slid some lube on the dildo. Pierrot was at the end of the bed, you opened your legs as far apart as they would go. Slowly you pumped the tip in you, feeling the ridges as you stopped before the knot. You groaned, your pumps were slow, steady.

Pierrot crawled to your lower half, drooling watching your rhythm. His drool splattered against your skin, you never knew that you would like that sort of thing. You finally worked the knot in you, a loud moan coming from your lips. The bow tie bra was pulled forcing your breasts out of it.

The sight before him . . . amazing.  Your eyes clouded with lust, your mouth open and moaning so pretty for him. The way your breasts moved with the moves you made. He could hear the sound of your slick as he drooled on you.

He had unzipped his pants, mimicking your rhythm. Thats when he remembered: the button. When he pressed it once your eyes just about popped out of your head. Your thrusts were rougher, your breath ragged. “Peirrot, fuck, im so close,” you moaned as your head rolled back. Your back arched and you went quiet.

Something in him snapped, he took the toy from you and crawled ontop of you. He lined himself up with you but before he could say anything you had tried to inch him closer. His tip entered you, you were already screaming for him.

A wine came from him as he fully unsheathed into you. The stretch hurt a little, but what you werent expecting was for him to kiss your cervix. “Oh my god,” you screamed, blissed out, “Pierrot! AH!” with every pump he wined and whimpered. “I’ve waited so long for this! Its even better then I imagined! You are so beautiful!”  He noticed his bulg under your skin and instinctively pressed down on it.

Part i: Silent Night — Country Mouse

Part ii: Time Trap — The Bundle of Sticks

Part iii: Slaughterhouse — The Peacock (WIP)

Part iv: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre — Belling the Cat (WIP)