#clown kink

[babi-minx]

this meme called me out

[xoxosapphic]

need a femme lesbian to sit on my face and smear my clown makeup :/

[apervygirly]

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[kabr0ztrousers]

Let me start off by saying that everything I've read from you so far has been amazing! Ok so I used to be terrified of clowns but now I adore them. Fem reader who is scared of clowns and super timid gets dragged to a fair by a friend. One of the clowns notices and tries to cheer her up maybe tripping over himself and just being goofy. He takes her to a tent and fucks her with his other clown friends showing her there's no reasons to fear clowns. Super fluffy please!

Kabr0z Writes Episode 37: Coulrophilia

Find the rest of the Kabr0z Writes anthology here!

CWs: Clowns; intox; group sex; enthusiastic consent;

A/N: Clowns aren't a thing I naturally find sexy, so we'll see how this one goes. Thanks for the request either way!

There's 4 or 5 stories to get through before the ask box empties out, so please if you have a request or an idea, send an ask or a DM and it'll get added to the pile!

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If there's one thing that's always made your skin crawl, it's clowns. Not that there weren't things that didn't scare you otherwise, you've never quite had a head for heights and spiders can just generally do one, but clowns always made you uneasy. That said, here you were at the circus. Primary habitat of your natural enemy. Your friends had convinced you to tag along, placating you that it'd be fun and you wouldn't even see a clown unless you went into the big top.

They lied, of course. The place was crawling with clowns, seemingly everywhere you looked there were at least two or three. That along with your friends having disappeared almost as soon as you passed the ticket booth, you weren't having the best of times.

Something honked behind you. You tried to ignore it, but it honked again. One of those pale-faced freaks trying to get your attention. You turned to tell them to kindly sod off or point you to the exit.

The clown wasn't there, then another honk came from behind you. You turned again, still no clown. Another honk-honk. You quarter-turned, then shot back in time to see a young man with a greasepaint grin pratfall on front of you. You stifled a chuckle as the man feigned trying to get up a couple of times, each time comically failing in more audacious ways until with an impressive backflip, he landed on his feet, swaying dramatically.

"Well hel-lo there ma'am" His over-pronounced southern drawl was a bit much, but fit the vibe "Are ya havin' a good time?"

You smiled at him, "I'm not much for circuses, and I've lost my friends"

The clown mock-cried when you told him your predicament, pulling hanky after hanky out of his sleeves and dabbing at his eyes "Well, can't have that, can we? Would a balloon pal make it better?" Before you could respond he was already halfway through making a poodle from a long balloon, what could you do but accept it?

"What ya' gonna name him?"

"Squeak!" The name popped into your head. You noticed you're smiling now, the clown noticed it too

"That's a good name" he gave an exaggerated nod "Tell you what, I'll put out some feelers to find your pals, 'til then, would ya like to meet mine?"

You smiled and nodded. The clown produced a hobby horse from the baggy silks of his outfit and 'mounted' it "Well, just follow me, the Clown Ranger!" He galloped off, but not so fast you couldn't stay on his tails as he guided you through the throngs of people, pausing every so often to pull an attendant's ear or dazzle someone with a quick card trick.

Deeper and deeper into the circus you went, the music of the calliope organ getting louder as you drew towards the tents in the middle. The clown lifted a tent flap and motioned inside"After you, Mon Ami"

You stepped in, and blanched. If you thought outside was bad, this was clown central. Literally. A man on stilts was holding a clipboard, calling out commands to the garishly painted mob below, who was needed where, what tent needed a moment to set something up, whose act had gone awry and clowns had to pick up the slack. Your clown cowboy was behind you, fastening the flap back up and motioned to the stilted one.

The chief clown bent down to listen, perfectly balanced even though the stilts were as long as you were tall. He was dressed in black and white with a perfectly even white face besides a pair of exaggerated red lips and gleaming red nose. The lead clown nodded and leant down to you, he spoke with a faint French accent "So, you have lost your fellows, yes? Please tell me what they look like, we will let them know where you are"

You gave a description to the clown, who reared up and called it to the arrayed fools, buffoons and jesters before coming back to you "You are welcome to wait in here, Ranger Rick will keep you company. Enjoy!"

Your newfound clown friend took your hand and swept you to a quiet part of the tent "This is the green room," the accent was gone now, "a bit quieter for you. Wanna see some magic?"

You nodded and the clown grabbed a deck of cards, dazzling you with his sleight of hand, occasionally seeming to screw up a trick to make you laugh before pulling your card or a coin from somewhere seemingly impossible

A couple more clowns stepped into the room and joined in the fun, before long you were in tears of laughter as they riffed off one another.

The night dragged on, and your friends weren't found, the clowns reckoned they'd probably left the circus already. You couldn't help but feel bummed out at that, seeing as they dragged you there to begin with. It was only you, your cowboy and two others in the room, the cacophony from outside dying down.

You and the clowns were sat on some benches, passing around a hip flask, enjoying your own private after-party. The men in front of you were still cracking jokes, though the more they drank the bawdier they got. After recovering from a particularly vile gag about a priest, a nun, and a donkey, you felt butterflies in your stomach. Whatever was in the flask was strong. You'd always had a weakness for a man who could make you laugh, and you were always a bit too easy when you'd had a few drinks.

You budged up to the Clown Ranger, putting your arm behind him and giving an experimental pat on his ass. It was a lot firmer than those oversized trousers gave him credit for. You saw him blush a little despite his makeup as he looked bashfully away from you.

The other clowns noticed "Oi, oi! The cowboy's pulled!" The one on your left called out, thumbs in his suspenders, bowler hat perched on his head. The other just gave a deep belly laugh "He gets all the ladies, never any for us Bozos!"

You cocked an eyebrow at the one in the hat, then the other "You know, I've never had a four-way before..." You spoke as sweetly as you could, the liquor wasn't making it easy to mask your desire for the men around you.

The clowns looked at one another, speechless for the first time in the night. You blushed hard and hunched your shoulders, certain you'd killed the mood. You stood up to leave before you made a bigger fool of yourself.

You stopped when you saw the looks in their eyes. They were all trying to figure out if you were serious, or if you were just joking. You paused to make sure, and certain enough you could feel the desire in the looks they gave you.

Sod it.

You kissed the cowboy. Dragging him to his feet by his comedic lapels. He kissed back, one hand on your back, unfastening your bra through your shirt, the other gripping your ass.

The other two were standing too now, stroking your body as they gently undressed you. Button by button they unfastened your blouse, letting it fall to the sawdust floor before sliding off your bra, leaving you topless as you enjoyed the attention of the three men worshipping your body. You unbuttoned the cowboy's waistband and his pants fell, revealing white boxers patterned with love hearts, which you opened to pull out his cock. It was already rock hard in your hand, thick and uncircumcised. You started with the balls, licking and sucking them before licking all the way to the tip of his cock, savoring the scent of it as you went. The other two followed suit and exposed themselves to you. A cock in each hand and one in your mouth, you sucked and jerked them. All three men were panting over you as you went, feeling your wetness dripping from you and soaking into your underwear. You're glad you wore a skirt, your jeans would be ruined by now.

You pulled off your soaked panties and stood back up, still facing your cowboy as you pushed him back down onto the bench behind him before mounting him. His cock was throbbing against you as you rubbed it against your clit, coating it with your wetness before lining it up and sitting down on it.

He whimpered as it went in, the look of bliss on his face clashing with the painted rictus grin. The one in the hat held his cock beside you. You turned your head to suck it as you rode your cowboy, presenting your asshole to the final clown behind you.

You're not sure where he got a bottle of lube from, but you're glad he had it. The clown in your rear was the biggest of the three, gently pushing it in, stretching you out as you felt the two cocks frotting against one another inside you.

Hands were on every inch of you, your tits, your waist, the sides of your head, your own were busy on your clit and teasing the balls of the one in your mouth.

Your orgasm came easily, quickly followed by another and another, groans muffled by the cock you were sucking on as you buried the cock below you in your pussy. The cowboy must've felt it, you could feel him start to pulse and paint your cunt with his cum. You took the cock out of your mouth to pull his head to yours and kiss him as he dumped his load, pushing your tongue into his mouth. Next was the one in your ass, pushing himself deep into you before releasing into your guts, gripping your tits and squeezing as the last few humps exhausted him.

Finally the one in the hat brought himself off over your face. You opened your mouth to catch as much as you could, but you couldn't help loving the feeling of his cum spattering across your face in hot ropes.

You stayed for a moment, panting and sweating. Feeling the men going soft in you as their juices gently leaked out of you.

Then the one in the hat gave you a handkerchief. Then another. Then another.

"Sorry, they're all tied together"

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Pleasant clown gangbang. More plot that I expected, less than I could've done.

Once again, if you have a request, an idea, a fetish, whatever, drop an ask. As long as it's within the very minimal boundaries in my pinned, it'll probably get written, completely free of charge! It's literally a free commission!

One last note: I did a surprising amount of research on clown makeup for this, it's a fascinating world as it turns out, but cut most of it to avoid writing a treatise on clowning. Ah, well, maybe one day

[johnnydoet]

Taking your kid to the circus and watching the clown shove a phallic balloon down her throat and watching the wet spot in your kid's pants grow

[muttcvnt]

something something honkers idk I just look funny

tip the dog

[spaceycat]

Ok just saw the clown idea and lowkey? it works.

I think Josh would also def be into some weird Clown shit

Maybe som.. Josh and his gf fucking while theyre both in clown makeup omg... hello...

soo this is from EARLY. FEBRUARY. shit be crazy, enjoy my until dawn followers i know you guys are starving </3

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♫ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: the boy is mine by ariana grande (2:54)

✰ pairing: josh washington x clown!makeup!fem!reader

✰ cw: smut (obvi), clown makeup kink, dirty talk, pictures taken during sex, p in v sex, blowjob, swearing

✰ word count: 1.2k+

✰ summary: josh comes home to see his girlfriend trying on clown makeup for an upcoming halloween party, he found himself kind of into it.. LOLLLl ✰ a/n: uh i made it rainbow cuz, clowns?? ALSO THE NAME IS SO CRINGE IM SO SORRY I HAD TO DO IT. uh reader isnt like.. her entire thing isnt that she does clown makeup alr.....

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༺colour chart༻ reader ❀ josh !!

smut below the cut <3

There was a halloween party upcoming, Jess was throwing it at her place and you were planning on not really going - wanting to stay home and watch cheesy horror movies with snacks galore. But, you already knew that wasn't the case. Jess managed to convince or more like guilt tripped you into attending the party, you wanted to go as something simple - nothing too complex, just wanting to go as a standard clown.

Your first trial of makeup nearly made Chris pass out, too gory and too scary for a party like Jess'. Back to the drawing board you went, which is why you found yourself sitting in front of your floor length mirror - fiddling with all different types of face paints and eyeshadows.

You were so focused on the process you didnt even notice Josh walking into the room, his eyes immediately clocking you. His body froze up, watching as you touched up your lips with red lipstick. "Holy.. shit." He was almost shellshocked, watching every mannerism and movement closely. You capped the lipstick, tossing it with the rest of your makeup. "What?--" You smiled up at him, "Do I not look pretty?" You'd bat your eyelashes at him.

"...You-- you look so hot, god." He looked at you like it was wrong to feel that way, "Are you turned on right now?" "Maybe." "Josh--" "Keep it on, please?" He'd plead, moving to stand next to you - looking down at your sitting form. You'd stand up, crossing your arms. He'd grab your arm, pulling you towards him. Your hands instinctively placed themselves on his chest to steady yourself as he locks you in a kiss.

As his tongue slipped into your mouth it soon became open mouthed and sloppy, nothing but tongue and teeth. You'd pull back, giggling as you saw the red lipstick you just applied smeared across Josh' lips.

"You got a little--" "It's fine, I don't care." He'd grab your hips, moving you towards your bed. "I can't take you seriously like that--" You giggled a bit, trying to wipe the lipstick off of him with your sleeve. He'd grab your wrist, placing it back down to your side - his other hand moving up to your mouth, his thumb slipping in between your lips as you held your mouth open. "Off the bed, on your knees." It wasn't really an option, more of a demand and you'd happily agree.

You settled on the floor next to the edge of the bed, your hands moving to unbutton your shirt as you saw Josh settle infront of you - making quick work with pulling off his belt. His hands fumbled a bit as he felt your gaze on him - you grabbed his hands pushing them aside, unbuttoning and zipping his jeans. Josh lifted his hips watching his jeans pool around his knees. You licked your lips at the obvious tent in his boxers, immediately pulling his already hard cock out of his boxers.

"You're into some weird shit, Joshie." "Hey--" You cut him off as you spat directly onto the red, swollen head of his cock - earning a groan from him. You placed kitten licks to the tip, circling around the edge of the head. "Stop being a fucking tease--" He threaded a hand into your hair, taking note of how you licked a stripe up the underside of his cock.

You eventually worked his cock into your mouth, inch by agonising inch. As you felt him twitch in your mouth, you felt the head grazing the back of your throat earning a moan from your own mouth as more heat pooled between your thighs.

Josh started to direct your movements on his cock, his hand bobbing your head back and foward on his cock - his pace soon increasing. You felt tears prickle in your eyes from the brutal speed accompanied by the ache in your jaw and knees from the positioning. He'd pull you off his cock after you feel his hips stuttering a bit, a string of saliva connecting your lips and the tip of his dick.

You felt like a mess, some evident tear stains down your cheeks - no doubt smearing your makeup you were trying to perfect. Josh would pull you to your feet, moving you so you were standing between his legs.

"So pretty, sweetheart." He'd smirk as he wiped the smudged lipstick off your chin and lips - obsessed with it. "My makeup is ruined, isn't it?" Your voice sounded hoarse from your previous activities, "It adds to it, makes you so much fucking hotter."

Josh would pull you into yet another passionate kiss, he tasted himself on your tongue but was more obsessed with the taste of your remaining lipstick, cherry - it's like you were trying to kill him.

He'd pull you down to the bed, settling you comfortably against the pillows as he crawled atop of you - making light work with your jeans as they were soon discarded along with your panties. His fingers were dragged between your folds, picking up some of your arousal as he placed his fingers in his mouth, the sound sultry. He let out a groan, "So sweet.." He'd smirk, watching how wide your eyes were.

He'd drag his cock agonisingly slow between your folds, taking note of your moans. He slowly pushed himself into your pussy, loving how you instinctively clenched around him - so tight and precious.

He didnt give you much time to adjust, but his eyes were trained on you - on your face, on your smudged makeup. His hips moved at a brutal pace, the sounds filling the room along with your breathless pants and moans paired with his groans and sweet words.

Almost as it was impulsive, Josh leaned down and licked a stripe up the side of your face - a loud moan leaving your lips as his hand moved to your clit, fingers circling the bud like it was made to do so. Then you came, so fucking hard around his cock. Josh's hips stuttered as well as he pulled out of your sweet heat - as much as he wanted to cum deep inside of you, pumping his cock a few times - spurting out cum onto your stomach as satisfied groans left his lips.

As you came down from your highs, your eyes closed - basking in the moment that's when you heard Josh's weight dip in the bed as he reached over for his phone - swiping to his camera as he held it up high, your torso and face visible. "Smile baby, smile for the camera--" You giggled as you tried to cover your face and the camera, Josh managed to snag a picture of you - a smile gracing your face, your makeup smudged, your hair damp with sweat. Josh leaned back onto his heels, "Oh-- that's a good one." He snickered as he looked at it, "That's now my lock screen." "What?--" You sat up, whining as you tried to grab the phone but he held it out of reach. "Josh.." "You look so cute baby, cmon. I bet Jess would love to see this shit." As you continued to try and grab it, he placed a hand to your hip - shutting you up with a single kiss, "I want to see this makeup a lot more often." "Your wish is my command.." You said with a smirk, chasing yet another kiss from him.

[puppy-slut-pound]

Ppl who are scared of clowns n think they quote "aren't hot" simply just haven't EVER CONSIDERED the idea of someone laughing at you and mocking you as they fuck you

[sootrootdoot]

"Oh, do you like clowns?"

me:

[formerdomme]

do people with clown kinks read smut about creampies and think 'which?'

[submissivefeminist]

Does everyone who watched The Big Comfy Couch growing up have a clown kink now or is it just me?? 🤡💖

[that-hippie-user]

XD fuck it i'm inviting the real freaks!

HEY CLOWNFUCKERS >:D imma legit hypnotist and down with ya clowns, wanna be made goofier and sillier with my magic dizzy words?

>:3 this is no joke, my first partner in my polycule is into that stuff, and they're precious AF, I WANT MORE!!!

>:3 if one of my longest relationships can be with a themmy whose sexual awakening was KILLER KLOWNZ FROM OUTER SPACE, then you are ABOLUTELY welcome in my den without judgement

[puppy-slut-pound]

Quite the show

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You'd think that after being a performer for a while, you'd learn this! Welp, guess she didn't.

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Also the audience most definitely noticed.

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Welcome the newest doggo oc, Binky!

She's around her early 20's and pretty shy, performing helps her get out of her shell.

[soo-honky]

clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am about to CUUUM HNNNG

[miinxo]

I make clown makeup look soo good