Twisty The Clown Without Mask Novels & Stories

It would make me sick and the last thing I need is to puke up on him. He pulled away and wanted to sing hallelujahs for that. He adjusted his tie with a smug smile on his face and his eyes flashing with mischief. “See you downstairs,” he pecked my lips and left. As soon as he did I wiped off my lips with the wipes then reapplied my lipstick. He makes me sick trust me. Smile Maia. Remember to smile. Keep smiling. You don’t always get a chance to be out often so this is your . My subconscious recited enthusiastically as I walked out of the closet switching off the lights as I did.

I indeed considered that a godsend miracle. I thanked the guy up in the sky after parking the car on the block of the nightclub. I walked into the club. Collen was standing near the main exit. He took me to the place where all the show was taking place, which was not the private cabin as I thought. They were in the middle of the dance floor. Every single person around them was whispering, some were laughing. Everyone was holding their phone. I didn’t need to check their phone to know that the cameras were open; they already captured a video of the circus on these phones. Tomorrow night, or maybe a second after this, everything would be viral on social media. With hashtags and captions.

Their alcohol levels were high as well, and Clara was careful to sip at it slowly, although the addictive taste and aroma seduced her to have more. In addition to that, the instructions had stated that everyone was to wear a ball mask, which both the patrons, performers and servers adhered to. She had chosen a black masquerade mask made with flirty lace material to conceal a good part of her face, leaving only her lips and the lower part of her pointed nose bare. Her green eyes shone like those of a cat under the dark lights, attracting different heads which turned to her direction.

Sequel to 'Amidst Chaos' but can be read as a stand-alone also. Happy Reading! I watched the people around me having a good time as I kept chugging on drink after drink to drown my sorrows and pain. It was a little early to be drinking at a bar but I didn't give a shit. I could see people giving me weird stares at my attire. I mean, of course, it wasn't normal to see a guy dressed in a tux at a bar, drinking like a maniac, at this time of the day.

Fingers strapped on an electronic chair. “Light it up.” Siya commands with a sigh to Muzi who has his shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing his tattoos. Muzi was handsome and bulky. He looked intimidating and was resilient and that's why Siya has him as the head of security and also works at the club.

Suddenly a cold chilling voice popped out from nowhere as Oliver with a nylon appeared before them. Feeling a chilling, predatory gaze at him, the young man turned and looked at Oliver with equal arrogance. "Wow, I didn't know she was married. My bad, but, Gotta go then and oh, anytime you feel like cheating on your husband, you can find me in Vanilla Street, house J21." Saying so, the man opened his car door and was about to hop in when he suddenly felt a grip on his hoodie which pulled him back.

I pressed my lips together, feeling four cocks thrust in and out of me, my body jerking up and down, breasts bouncing inside my thin dress, nearly coming out each time. “We’ve got another one for that mouth of yours,” Tyler whispered into my ear, pulling me onto his knee and gently rubbing my clit through the panties with his free hand. “A mask just like ours, except we can fill your throat when you use it until you’re choking on each of us and you have spit running down your pretty little chin and neck in front of everyone.” “You-you do?” I asked breathlessly, glancing at each of the other guys, who nodded in agreement.

She was so depressed by that and decided never to trust a guy. “You both look so good! Have you planned to get laid tonight, huh?” Kelly wiggles her eyebrows teasingly. Chloe is annoyed by the strong wind that makes her hair fall all over her face. “Yeah I wish but I need to get inside before my hair gets all fizzy” Chloe huffs and the two girls laugh. The three make their way inside the main area where the party is held. When they reach the entrance of the hall, taking the low steps down, they find a table where various types of masks are placed.

My dick twitches at the thought of biting and sucking on that neck while holding on to those curves. Shit. I can't have a boner in front of so many people. Mona excuses herself and walks out of the room, she must be headed to the restrooms, I'm contemplating whether to follow her but as if to help my dick fall, the one man who has me having anger short circuits follows her out.

I must have drifted through a portal into another dimension and this clown is the ruler of this new land I am in. “Clown?” he says confusedly as he moves his arms around me. “You are a sexy clown, are you not? You have cotton candy hair, and your skin is like a coloring book! Do you have more markers for us to color the rest of you with, Mr. Clown?” “What…the…fuck?” I giggle as I get back up on my feet, making him stumble backward into the grass. I sit on top of him and give him another hug, which makes my entire body vibrate.