Ayame, of course!

“You forgot about me!” Before Tanukichi could react, Ayame had pushed him back onto the ground and shoved his head underneath her skirt. The strong smell of her cunt quickly flooded Tanukichi’s nostrils, followed by the feeling of her groin pressing right up against his mouth. The soft, white cotton was almost completely soaked with Ayame’s juices, poof that she was more than slightly aroused during the inspection process. With how hard she pressed into his face, it was impossible not to get some of her juices inside Tanukichi’s mouth. His tongue recoiled at first at the unfamiliar, tangy flavor, but Ayame’s forceful hips made sure he got a taste again and again.

“What… what are you doing!?” Tanukichi asked, his voice partly muffled by Ayame’s muff.

“I’m showing you my panties for ‘inspection’, of course!” Ayame replied, pressing her weight down onto Tanukichi’s face. “Be sure to get a real good look~”

Tanukichi could do nothing but mumble now as the black-haired girl sat on his face. He could feel his nose press up hard against Ayame’s clit, to the point he could tell exactly how big it was even without seeing it. Ayame made sure he wouldn’t forget the shape for the rest of his life, circling her clit around the tip of his nose to drive her pleasure and excitement ever higher.

“Oh fuck! I haven’t felt this good… since dad got me my first dildo!” Ayame screamed. “But it could still be even better! Come on, Tanukichi! Lick that clam! Don’t be shy! Show that juicy fish taco… who is boss!”

Ayame’s body shook as her legs wrapped around Tanukichi’s head, giving him no chance to escape.

“Practice your ABCs, go pearl diving, drink from my holy grail until it runeth over, just don’t’ leave a girl hanging here!” Ayame screamed lewdly, her voice echoing in the auditorium as drool began to run down the side of the girl’s mouth.

“Crap! At this rate…. She’s going to suffocate me!” With no other choice, Tanukichi reached his tongue forward and ran it along Ayame’s hidden lips. The taste was even more intense than before, but it still wasn’t unpleasant. The first lick soon led into the second, and then the third, until her panties were becoming just as soaked with spit as they were soaked with her juices.

“Yes! That’s it, fuck boy! Own that pussy! Make it scream with your tongue!” Ayame was panting heavily now, he legs loosening their grip around Tanukichi’s head as she lost her ability to concentrate. “Fuck! I’ve shown my pussy… to hundreds of people as Blue Snow… but you’re the first… to do anything other than just look at it!”

Tanukichi could feel her hips rock more and more as his cunnilingus went on, her body seemingly unable to do anything but work to enhance her pleasure. The skin of her legs around his head was so hot, they practically felt like they were on fire.

“Yes, yes! Almost… aaaaaaaugh!” Ayame tensed once more as a small spray of juices coated Tanukich’s entire face.

After a few moments of her legs wrapped tightly against Tanukichi’s head, Ayame finally let him go and the boy flopped down onto his back, gasping for air.

“Not, bad, little boy, not bad. Not the best orgasm I’ve ever had, but a thirsty girl can’t be all that picky in the desert.” Ayame reached up under her skirt and pulled off her soaked panties. “You can still keep these, though. They are definitely too lewd to be worn in public.”

Ayame tossed her underwear onto the pile next to Tanukichi and began making her way to the exit of the auditorium.

“Augh…” Tanukichi sighed as he sat up and wiped his face off. Part of him wanted to yell at Ayame for assaulting him like that, but he knew he wasn’t in any position to complain. Plus, he’d be lying to himself if he said he didn’t like it – the smell was just too intoxicating, her taste too entrancing, and her moans to hypnotizing. He had never experienced anything quite like that before, and part of him wanted to experience it again. “Huh? Hey, wait a second! What am I actually supposed to do with all these panties?”

“I don’t know. Keep them?” Ayame said with a shrug.

“But… there’s so many! Where would I even keep them all?” Tanukichi asked as he looked at the pile of hundreds of panties next to him.

“I don’t know. Throw them away if you can’t find a spot.” Ayame turned around and made it to the auditorium door.

“Wait, and you’re not going to help me with that!?” Tanukichi shouted.

“Nope!” Ayame looked back over her shoulder and winked. “You’re the expert on lewdness, after all! I’m sure you’ll figure something out.”