I’ve never hissed and spat so much in my life. I’ve dragged Mr. J. to a dark corner where we’re hidden by an open tent flap, my bat is shoved under his gritted chin and my eyes are burning holes in his.

‘You cannot be fucking serious!’

‘Deadly,’ he says.

‘That’s not what I want. To fuck a freak in a monkey suit – in a fucking circus ring – with a fucking audience!’

His big hand takes hold of the bat and removes it from under his chin. ‘You are beginning to disappoint me,’ he says. ‘Understand this, Kirsty. Mr. Chimpy performs once every night to a crowd of one thousand females. Each and every one of them pays $100 for a ticket, yet there is only one lucky winner. Mr. Chimpy is an exquisite fuck, so they tell me. So, stop being judgemental and ungrateful and get on with the job in hand.’

‘Or what? Gonna spank me, Papi?’

‘Only if you behave,’ he says.

I shake my head at him. ‘You really want me to fuck a dwarf?’

‘No, Mr. Chimpy will fuck you.’

‘In a circus ring.’

‘Yes.’

‘In front of one thousand people.’

‘Yes.’

Man, talk about conflicting emotions. My pussy is hot and dripping at the thought of the Two-Cocked Wonder, but, I’m… worried… no, I’m not, I’m fucking terrified of having to perform. I don’t think I’m exactly the most agile in the sack, well, maybe I’m okay but I’m certainly no porn star. There’s no way I could get my junk out in front of a crowd. Then I realize Mr. J. is listening in to my thoughts.

‘You’ll be fine,’ he says, ‘just focus on those cocks and the crowd will disappear.’

‘Can’t you just fuck me instead?’

‘Later perhaps, if you behave. But it’s not looking good, is it?’

He pulls the judgmental card again when I refer to the baying crowd as voyeuristic freaks. And the ungrateful card when I beg him one last time to whisk me back to his place and give me a good seeing to. ‘You can even use your bat on me,’ I offer, ‘your dick and my bat, counts as two, right?’

Then he only goes and cheats. Lands a hand on my shoulder and in a blink of ripping-fart darkness I reappear, sitting in a front row seat, a cheering female either side of me.

The circus ring is sawdust, and standing in its center is a woman with a dick and a whip. Yep, that’s what I’m seeing. She’s wearing crazy tight leathers and there’s holes cut away for her generous tits to poke through, along with a hole down below where juts a decent sized erection. It’s pierced with a silver Prince Albert, and her huge nipples are clamped and hanging with weights. Holy fuck!

She cracks her whip and the crowd hushes. That’s when I spot Mr. J. standing at the back of the tent. I wonder if he can still read my thoughts.

His single nod tells me he can.

Bastard, I think and he flashes me a smile.

‘Ladies, ladies!’ lady-boy hollers, ‘The moment you have all been waiting for. Please give up your soaking wet pussies for Chimpy the Clown!’

The crowd rises and so do I, joining in with the applause but not quite having the enthusiasm to cheer.

As lady-boy struts out of the ring, Mr. Chimpy comes cartwheeling in from the opposite direction. He doesn’t manage many cartwheels though before he stumbles and falls flat on his ass and everyone laughs and cheers.

His clown makeup is really good, but then I realize it’s a mask. His costume is one big fat puffed-up array of color. And I remember that underneath all that padding there’s a monkey suit – and two cocks – waiting to come out.

He ambles over to a blonde girl on the front row. She claps her hands and shrieks with joyous laughter as Mr. Chimpy tells her to stand and ‘get your purdy pussy out.’

I’m shocked when blondie gets to her feet, lifts her skirt and pulls her thong to one side. Mr. Chimpy’s fat tongue pokes through the mouth hole in his mask and licks right up her shaven slit. The girl shudders and cries out for more.

‘Y’all know what to do!’ Mr. Chimpy addresses the front row, ‘alternate sluts stand and ready your pussy for Chimpy’s wonder-tongue.’

The girl next to blondie remains seated – she looks sad about that. The girl next to her stands, shoves her jeans and panties to her knees. The girl next to her remains seated and the next girl stands and lifts her dress revealing a thatch of black hair. And so it continues around the ring as the girls on the front row alternate between standing and flashing their junk or remaining seated. I’m trying desperately to work out if I’ll be standing or sitting, but before I can work it out, the girl to my right is leaping to her feet and lifting her dress up high.

Thank fuck for that.

I’m totally amazed and astonishingly wet as I watch Mr. Chimpy and his waggling tongue as he works his way around the front row, licking and probing, girls shuddering and swooning.

That’s when I notice that some of the seated girls – those not getting Mr. Chimpy’s attention – are touching themselves – hands up skirts or down their jeans. And before long it seems the entire front row is moaning, apart from me.

That is until Mr. Chimpy whips his mask off, whips his costume off, and there he is in his monkey suit and you could knock me down with a feather but sure as hell there’s two real damn fine cocks jutting from his furry groin.

I’m sitting forward on my seat now, my baseball bat slotted nicely between my legs. I push against its hardness and Mr. Chimpy catches my eye, throws his furry paws to the air and declares,

‘Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, grab the slut, by the pussy…’ all the while counting heads, and of course, I know it’s going to be me. Mr. J. has moved nearer to the front, the smile on his handsome face says it all.

‘…If she squirts, never let her… GO!’ and Chimpy’s furry finger is pointing directly at me.

The crowd cheers as I’m pulled to my feet and then unceremoniously dropped to my knees in the center of the ring, two cocks staring me in the face. Two long hard cocks that look so fucking nice.

And Mr. Chimpy looks even nicer when he whips his monkey mask off. He’s one handsome little fella. Blonde hair in waves. A strong jaw and piercing blue eyes. He grins like he knows he’s sexy as fuck. ‘Suck me,’ he says.

I reach out tentatively, take a cock in each hand, half expecting one of them to be false and to snap off and the crowd to laugh and jeer. But no. Heavily veined. Throbbing stiff. So hot to the touch, one cock above the other, I wrap my fingers around each and guide the engorged ends to my mouth.

I fit one in, love his salty taste, but I can’t stretch my filthy mouth enough to take both.

‘I’ll help you,’ Chimpy says and grabs a fistful of my hair. He gives a little thrust of his hips and I try my best to get those cocks into my mouth but it’s no use.

Chimpy holds his top cock to one side and pushes his other cock into my mouth. I suck him greedily and when he moans for me the crowd moan too.

‘All the way, slut,’ he says and doesn’t hold back, sliding his cock down my throat. I reel backwards, retching, choking up spit. ‘Sorry,’ I say with tears streaming down my cheeks.

Chimpy sighs, gives me a pitying look, then addresses the crowd, tells them they have his permission to finger-fuck. ‘Yourselves, your neighbor, whatever,’ he says, and I realize that by now pretty much the whole crowd are in various states of undress and touching themselves – and each other. The sight of the writhing bodies, the smell of pussy so thick in the air, makes my pussy dribble.

Chimpy tells me to lose the hotpants and to get on all fours with my ass in the air. ‘Time for your wish to come true!’

I’m no longer shy, not here amongst all this pussy. I whip off my hotpants, get on all fours, and wiggle my ass at Chimpy.

‘Pussy first,’ he says and one of his cocks slides right in, all the way. When I moan for him he starts fucking me, each thrust is delivered with a thump, the fur of his monkey suit tickling my ass. It’s freaky but I kinda like it.

Mr. Chimpy likes it too. I can tell by the way he’s picked up the pace, and I’m feeling a nice burn as his cock slides in and out.

‘Two now,’ he says and withdraws.

I feel the tips of both his cocks nudging at my throbbing pussy and I can’t wait, pushing back onto them, gritting my teeth as I feel the stretch. It’s a good hurt. A real good hurt as my pussy gives and suddenly he’s in, two cocks, so tight, so fucking nice as he slowly starts to fuck me. So nice as I’m stretched wide.

‘Oh fuck, fuck, fuck,’ I hear myself mutter as the pace picks up once again. He thrusts so hard I cry out and the crowd mimic each cry as they rub themselves into a frenzy. And then I’m coming, an orgasm so quick and so hot and so piercing I fall flat on my face in the sawdust and it takes a minute for me to stop flapping like a fish.

The crowd are cheering and clapping and Chimpy’s furry paws are lifting me back into position.

‘Your wish,’ he spreads my ass cheeks and spits a huge glob of spit on my asshole and the crowd go crazy, ‘is my command.’

I brace myself and the first cock opens my asshole, nudges in nice and slow, and fuck it burns. It burns so bad. I hold my breath. Bite my tongue. And he’s in. My ass clamps around his cock. And it’s tight. Too tight.

‘Drumroll!’ shouts Mr. Chimpy, and sure enough there comes the sound of a long drumroll.

The crowd hushes.

My asshole throbs painfully.

Chimpy slowly pulls his cock out until just the tip is at my open hole. I feel the other cock nudge into place.

‘Nice and eeeeasssyyyyyyyy,’ he says and the push is slow but persistent and the pain is so bad I think I’m gonna split in two, the only way to counter the pain is to scream it out.

So I do. ‘FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME…’ is all I can shout, loud and snarling as Chimpy’s cocks invade, pushing, pushing, pushing all the way to the fucking hilt and I’m growling and drooling spit as furry paws clamp onto my hips and we’re off, Chimpy fucking my sorry ass with two cocks while I cry and shout for more.

‘HARDER!’ I hear myself saying, ‘FASTER! FASTER!’ and Chimpy does, turning my ass inside out he’s so fucking rough, so fast, and I’m coming, again, coming like a fucking slut until once again I’m flat on my face in the sawdust.

With my head still spinning, I wonder if he came inside me, and my question is soon answered when a hand grasps my hair and pulls me to my knees.

Chimpy’s cocks are still hard, no sign of any cum, the two engorged ends looking ready to blow.

‘The grand finale,’ Chimpy says and he peels out of his monkey suit.

His skin is covered in gorgeous tattoos of birds and animals, every inch of him inked – apart from his cocks – and his – BALLS – all four of them.

FOUR balls.

He’s got four balls.

FOUR!

That’s gonna be a helluva lot of cum, I think to myself as he starts jerking those cocks, and my mouth falls open and my tongue comes out just in time as he spurts, two thick streams of hot steaming cum and my face is whitewashed in an instant.

The crowd go mad, cheering and clapping and throwing their panties into the ring.

I’m grinning up at Mr. Chimpy when Mr. J. himself appears, touches a hand to my shoulder.

The rip-fart is quick, as is the blink of darkness.

I’m in a shower cubicle, and I’m naked. Mr. J. is standing outside, holding my clothes and my bat.

‘You took those cocks well,’ he says.

‘Not what I…’ wished for, I nearly say, ‘expected,’ I say instead. ‘I wanted two people, two cocks, but thanks, it was fun.’

‘It’s not over yet,’ he says, ‘get showered, cleaned up, next you will have two men, two cocks.’

‘You serious?’

He nods.

I point to the thick coating of dwarf spunk on my face. ‘Can’t you just magic this stuff away to save time?’

‘I could, but I like to watch you shower.’

I flick the water on and get to cleaning up. ‘Where we going?’ I ask.

‘Not far,’ he says.

‘Two guys, two cocks, no kidding?’

‘No kidding,’ he says, yet there’s a twinkle in his eye.

I towel off, get dressed, take my bat from Mr. J., and chew on the fresh gum that has again appeared in my mouth. ‘Ready when you are, Puddin.’

He places a hand on my shoulder.

A rip-fart blink later and I can barely believe my eyes.

On a gigantic raised bed that’s big enough for twenty people, Paulina Slim is naked, a mountain of quivering flesh.