Clown Smut One-Shots

Candy

Warning: incest and slightly forceful.  also, sorry for how bad it is.  It's snowing and I got bored so I wrote this 🖤

Candice has been given the nickname Candy since Josh Oberfeld has tasted her in the storage closet sophomore year and declared her kitty to be 'sweet as candy'.  Of course, her parents had never figured out why she'd suddenly gotten the nickname.  Until the night before graduation.

At least, her step-dad figured out about it.  And he intended to punish her.  Also, he'd found her diary had been filled with smutty pages of her and her health teacher Dillion wearing clown suits.

So the night before graduation, when his wife was out of the house shopping, he snuck up to his daughter's room.  He wasn't wearing a clown suit, but he did have clown sex toys that he'd bought just for this occasion.  Quietly opening the door, he found his daughter reading a book on her bed.

"Candice," he crooned, and she jerked her head up.  She was wearing a tank top and underwear.  When he stepped fully into her room, exposing his naked body, he saw her nipples peak beneath the thin material. She was just like her mother: the same lithe athletes build, the fare skin, the long blonde hair. Candice scrambled back, and he father prowled forward, not even bothering to shut the door.

"So, I heard you're not as innocent as you seem. You and your professor have been doing some illegal things." Candice's father noticed she couldn't stop staring at his nine-inch dick.

"Oh yes, this. Soon it will be inside you." Candice didn't even object as he came to sit on the edge of her bed, his muscled arms bulging as he stretched. Candice our down her book, and her father crooked a finger, beckoning her towards him.

Candice crawled towards him, her tank top hanging low and revealing her large breasts. She sat next to her father, quietly.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for what I've done. But may I ask, what are you doing naked in my room?"

"I'm going to punish you for what you've done."

••••••

Candice felt herself go wet even though she knew what was happening was wrong. He was her step-father for crying out loud!

"Dad, please. Anything else-"

"Call me daddy, you little slut," he growled, putting down his box of stuff and pulling her to him, kissing her roughly. Candice struggled against him, but then stopped as he opened his mouth to her. She could tell why her mother had chosen this man.

He broke off the kiss, tugging off her tank top. Revealing her large chest, Candice suddenly felt bare. She went to cross her arms and scoot back, but her father grabbed her wrists.

"Stop."

"Fath-" He pushed her into her back.

"Call me daddy." Then he opened up her legs, looking at her underwear-covered entrance. Tearing his gaze away, he pulled silk ribbon with clown designs out of his box. Candice tried once more to escape, but her father grabbed her ankle.  her eyes went to the clowns and she wanted to moan.

"Stay, you slut. I'm going to tie you up and punish you." Candice knew it was wrong, but this was turning her on. Letting her father tie her feet to the two posts at the end of her bed and then her hands to the top two posters, she lay slightly against the silk covers of her bed.

"I knew buying you this bed would come in handy one day," chuckled her father as he began to massage her through her underwear.

"Damn I forgot to take these off." Pulling them down, he gasped, and Candice picked her head up to look at him.

"Candace, you dirty whore. This is a thong!" Candice watched him take two piece of the clown thing in each hand and rip it.

"That was my favorite thong!" Her father just chuckled, lowering himself between her legs.

"Mmm your already wet for me." Candice moaned as his tongue licked slowly up her strip of womanhood, dropping her head. Then, her father lifted his head, pulling a toy out of his box. It was a clown vibrator. Clipping it to her, Candice let out a startled moan as it began vibrating so hard she thought it would fall off. Her father rose to his knees, his hands sliding up her flat stomach towards her breasts.

They were heavy and needy, and as he pushed and pulled at them, Candice felt the pain easing while also going up because of the sensations the vibrator was making on her clit. Moaning, she closed her eyes.

"I'm going to put these clips on you, you kinky slut," she heard her father say. Suddenly, unwanted pinching feelings sprouted from her nipples. Opening her eyes, she saw clown-looking clips on her nipples. Opening her mouth to object, her father raised a finger.

"One word and I'll leave you here like this." Candice closed her mouth, swallowing hard.

••••••

Candice's father looked at his little beauty in amazement. Her large chest was flushed and her body was starting to shake from the force of the vibrator. She was his dirty, kinky little slut.  Running his fingers over her cheek, he chuckled.

"I hope you're enjoying your punishment, Candy." She only moaned in response, straining against her clown-themed bonds. Looking in the box, her father discarded the rest of the items. Fisting himself, he watched her pant and moan, twisting.

"Daddy!" she screamed, and he quieted her.

"Daddy, please. Take it off," she moaned.

"Not until you cum." Candice shook her head, jerking from side to side.

"Take it off and fuck me! I need you!" Her father slapped her across her sex, and Candice arched.

"You've been a bad girl for talking." She moaned as he put the vibrator on a higher level. Her cries for him to take her as his own filled the room, then suddenly she arched as her climax shot through her.  She moaned, relaxing as her father took off the vibrator, turning off the garish clown thing.  Her clit was still shaking from the force of it.

Then, she started to squirm as he wrapped extra ribbon over her eyes.  Squirming, she felt cold fingers run over her folds. Then a sucking sound.

"Mm, you really do taste like candy." Then, she heard the bed shift and he asked,

"Are you ready for Daddy?"  Candice's mouth dried as she remembered how big her father was.  But instead of voicing her concerns she just said in a breathy moan,

"Fuck me, Daddy."  He chuckled, and Candice screamed with pleasure as he slowly slid into her.

"Oh, baby, you're so damn tight."  Candice gasped as he pulled out and slammed back in up to the hilt.  Biting her lip too keep in any more screams, she grunted as his pace increased.

"Scream, slut!" her father roared.  Just then, as his pace was increasing and he slammed in harder and harder, Candice felt another orgasm coming.

Screaming and arching her back, straining against her bonds, her and her father found their release.  Candice cried out as he shot all in her and all over her, the hot cum dripping on her legs.  She heard her father getting off the bed and picking up his box of sex toys.  Hearing a clicking noise, Candice moaned as he shoved a giant, vibrating dildo up her and then clipped the vibrator back on.

"You'll be happy to know it's clown themed," chuckled her father.  Candice could only moan as she felt ripples of pleasure through her.  The fact that it was clown themed only heightened this.

She heard the door opening down stairs and she gasped out,

"Mom."  She could almost see her father smiling as he said,

"I'm going to leave you here like this, you little slut.  I'm going to let your mom come in an see that her whore of a daughter has a clown fetish.  She's going to see you covered in some man's cum.  She's going to know you for the little slut you are."

Then he padded out of the room, and Candice was left to hold in her screams of pleasure at the obscene punishment her father had given.