She pushed it gently to the ground, carefully she kneeled on it, straddling its hips. She never felt so embarrassed before, she had the courage at first, but her mind was melting with each second that passed. However, she knew that if she stopped, it wasn't gonna take the dominant role, it would just stay still as it was now, looking at her face, not at all bothered by her nudity. This fact actually made her a little bit more confident, running her hands up and down the clown's body, slowly but hard, hoping to show her lust.

"Y-you know what we need for this to happen, right?" she asks, looking at it with curiosity.

It seemed to think for a few seconds before smiling devilishly at her.

"Now I do." it laughs lowly, getting its body closer to hers, grabbing her waist gently, making her breasts touch the not-so-white costume.

The woman begins to breath heavily, her body hot with desire and lust. She grabbed its neck ruffles and pulled it towards her, attaching their mouths hungrily. It took a few seconds to understand what to do, but when it found out, it didn't disappoint in the least. She extended her hand, getting a handful of its hair and pulling it slightly. It groped her naked body, first her arms, then her waist, getting closer slowly to her breasts. She moaned in between the kiss, just the feeling of its gloved hands made her feel on edge.

She felt a strange thing pass by her back, giving her chills, at that moment she noticed that it had claws now, which ripped through the gloves and were gingerly caressing her skin. The claws were slowly being applied with more force to her back, leaving white scratches along her back. She bit its lower lip, pulling a little, smiling after releasing it. What she wasn't expecting was a harsh clawing at her back, making her gasp and pull slightly away from it, bending her back from the awkward pain. She looked down at the culprit, seeing it smiling weirdly at her. The woman opened her mouth to scold it, but a new sensation took over her, making her roll her eyes to the back of her skull. It had begun rolling its hips against her crotch, its erection directly at her clit. She breathed heavily, holding its arms with an iron grip, enjoying every bit of pleasure it was giving her.

It looked at her up and down, from the way her eyes rolled back to the half hidden part below her belly button. Its eyes stopped at the two accessories in front of its face, two soft looking mounds with hardening nipples caught its attention. It opened its mouth and got its long tongue out, wrapping it around one of her breasts. She jolted from the sudden contact, looking at what the clown was doing to her.

"Pe-Pennywise..." she whispers drunkenly.

It smirks again, licking the place slowly but firmly. As some instinct came over her, (Y/n) moved her body forward, seeking the warmth and pleasure from the source. This causes it to envelope the woman's breast in its mouth, sucking gently on it. She moans louder this time, not holding back her voice anymore and enjoying the moment. She grinds against it, almost cumming just from pure stimulation. She holds herself though, not wanting to end it all too soon.

She grabs the clown face, detaching it from her breast, already feeling the absence there. She slowly lays it down on the floor, getting straight herself to help take its clothes off. For a second she thought that the trousers would be attached to its body, but it actually had a waistband below the bottom of the peplum shirt. She grabbed it firmly, but when she was ready to pull, her body stopped, she felt cold for a few seconds, doubting herself and the thing.

Was she good enough? Would it feel good? Was the... thing... normal? Would it be strange like the clown itself? Her head was spinning with questions, questions that have no answer until you do it.

She breathed slowly, her face redder than ever, she swallowed thickly and pulled the trousers slightly down, showing the thing's underbelly and the beginning of its pubic area. She could feel something hard behind the clothing, she bit her lip softly, letting out a breath she didn't know she was holding and peeling the waistband away. She smiled with the corners of her mouth, noticing how normal it was. Well, not exactly normal, it was rather big actually, but compared to the clown's high it fitted perfectly. It was white like the rest of its skin, but the tip had a tint of red or pink, she couldn't tell.

Suddenly, her face grew hot, she stopped to think about what she was doing. She knew the thing wouldn't be bothered if she looked at it for too long, but she couldn't bring herself to not feel embarrassed by it. She looked at the thing's face, seeing a smug smile planted on its tinted lips.

"Like what you're seeing, sweets?" it asks taunting her.

"I'll get that smile right off your face." she says, smiling like a wild animal.

She hoisted herself on one of her hands, holding its dick with the other, she swallowed thickly. She slowly and painfully lowered herself on it, surprising the clown with the amount of pleasure she was providing. It grabbed her hips, ending the painful fall to the base of its shaft, and pushed it all in, making her gasp. It took its back off the ground, getting really close to her again, wrapping its arms around her, like a kid hugging their parents. It seemed silly, but it was overpowered by the pleasurable sensations it was feeling, not expecting this much satisfaction from such an act.

It had its face right in between the woman's breasts, breathing in her scent. She had her arms free, not really knowing how to hold it or even move herself. She intended to ride it, but things took quite a turn. She wasn't expecting it to suddenly take an interest in sex, but it seemed like it wasn't expecting it either.

Suddenly, it moved its hips, looking for friction and the end of the discomfort that it felt. It began trusting its hips, making (Y/n) bounce slightly, her breasts shaking in its face. One of her arms went to the things shoulder while the other held its head, pressing it harder against her boobs. She moaned and scratched its skin, working her hips together with the clown.

It opened its mouth and stuffed it with one of her flesh mounds, it sucked hard, making her gasp again, rolling her hips and tightening her legs around its thighs.

They both moaned, the woman in her sexy way and the creature in its own demented way. They kept at it for some time, enjoying each other's warmth and bodies. When she felt the climax getting closer she turned its head to hers, unlatching it from her breast, she looked inside its eyes, seeing them change colour slightly. She smiled softly and kissed its lips, at that moment her mind was in peace, she felt happy and fulfilled. Tears built up in her eyes, making her sight blurry, she was going to say some words about it. She felt the need to tell it, to scream to the world what she was feeling. But it was all forgotten when the clown decided to thrust a little more rough, hitting her most pleasurable spot.

"Pe-Pennywise!" she screamed, her eyes rolling back.

The clown couldn't care less, it continued to fuck her with all its might, wanting release more than ever. It would never admit to her, but her lust was tastier than any fear. It could tell it would become addicted to having sex with. It could immediately think of numerous ways to take her, the swers, their house, where its core was... The last one made it think that it maybe would've felt even better with their lights involved.

It continued its suffocating pace, making the woman lose air every time its dick hit the right spot. She felt that she was going to cum, she gripped at its clothing, moaning with her eyes tightly shut. It too felt itself coming undone, it was a strange sensation, but the need to release was stronger than its curiosity.

(Y/n) came with a long moan, her pussy clenching around it, finally reaching the orgasm that she wanted. It came right after, feeling her tight around its cock made it impossible to hold any longer.

It laid again on the ground, bringing her too. They were hot and sweaty and laying on the cold hard bathroom floor, but they couldn't care less. It was still inside her when they began to talk.

"I'm surprised you didn't bite me." she laughed a little, her voice showing how tired she was, nestling her head comfortably on the clown's upper body. She didn't expect the ruffles on its neck to be so soft, they always scratched her, so... The thing could be thoughtful at times.

"There's always a next time." it smiled sweetly, not the creepy kind, the gentle kind.

They kept quiet for some time, but the woman could feel something coming from the creature.

"You're worried." she simply says, looking up at it, her doe like eyes popping up like never before. She was worried too, of course, but she knew that in the end everything would be alright, right?

"Don't bother your little head over it." it responded, grabbing pieces of her hair and messing with it.

"It'll be okay. You're going to be okay." she touched its cheek, kissing its mouth gently, just a sweet little peck, before falling asleep completely.

"It's not me you should be worried about." it whispered, not wanting to wake her up, his face contorting in anger.