Enter her from behind (costs 20 guts, 30 stamina)

Now that she's nice and wet and you're sporting a very firm erection, it seems like a huge waste to end it here. She said earlier that the night was young... and it still is! You're not sure if this experience will be as foreign to her as the previous one, but you decide to go for it, fishing your cock out from your pants and now mounting her from behind, gently rubbing your cock up and down the moistened slit.

"Oh, Bowie... Yeah, I want it too," Bubblegum tells you, grabbing hold of your wrist and looking over her shoulder. Her hair is already slightly disheveled, from how she's been pressing her face into the pillow while you licked her-- it gives her a very pleasant contrast from her ordinary prim and proper appearance. "But you'll have to wear a rubber. I can't afford to get pregnant. I have my career to think about... I've got dreams I don't usually talk about." She moves her hand from your wrist into her pocket-book, turning it over as she fishes out a condom. The clown rips the package open with her teeth, drawing your attention to her smeared make-up, then passes it back to you.

It's a bit hard to do it in the dark, but you manage. Your dick is aching-- her prone ass is out to you, not just waiting, but with her pussy twitching in anticipation. She may not know it, but pausing to put this condom on was a much bigger service to her than eating her out was! It took every fiber of your being to avoid going in raw.

You move up your mounted position, now hugging around her neck, and like a pair of dogs, you enter her from behind while she rests on all fours. The piano music above plays a romantic melody, slightly ill-fitting for the task of plowing the clown girl. Meaty whacks reverberate through the high walls of the ballroom as your hips draw away and into her own, plunging you deep inside the moistened hole down below that you'd been exploring with your tongue. You hear her wail indignantly, apparently put in a rare mood by your earlier service and the boldness by which you've now taken her. "Oh God, Bowie! Are you- oh! Are you really a rookie?" she asks between panting, as she wraps her hands beneath the sofa pillow and now pushes her upper body against it with her haunches still raised against you.

You kiss at the back of her neck, taking in the scent of the strawberry smelling shampoo that adorns her pink-dyed hair. Next, you move your arms to wrap around her waist, pushing each hand into one side of her flimsy dress and groping her breasts powerfully. The nipples are extended excitedly-- you circle them with your thumbs, causing her to moan harder and kick her legs slightly. There's something intoxicating about finding all of these new reactions, ones that don't seem at all practiced or put on, and thus, you allow your hands to continue exploring her body. Your palms rub down to her belly, then stroke the little patch above her slit. You stick your fingers into her mouth and allow her to suck, feeling her makeup smearing off all the way to your knuckles.

With the clown girl's body pressed beneath you, you adjust again, to stand up taller on your knees and wrap your fingers at her haunches, putting all of your power now into the thrusts. You hear the sofa creaking noisily underneath you. If the clown assistants had any interest in stopping this, they'd definitely have heard and responded to you, but no one interrupts you. The feeling of her pussy is unreal, and you find yourself exploring every inch of it, deeply, the same way you're using your hands above.

"Cumming! God, I'm cumming!" Bubblegum cries from beneath you, with her face pressed into the sofa pillow. The curtains around you are billowing with the **** of your own movement, as you push down hard against her, feeling her spray. Her pussy juice wets the cushions as all of your semen goes into the condom, filling the balloon completely. You pull it out with a sigh, then begin to free yourself from the rubber.

Bubblegum is panting hard, hugging the pillow as she flips over to lie on her back atop the sofa. "That was crazy... You're really enthusiastic. I think enthusiasm is... very becoming in a clown assistant," she tells you, trying to keep up a teacher-like presence, even now that her makeup is smeared all over her face and her pussy is leaking. Her dress is so disheveled that it barely covers an inch of her body. "Would you hand that here?"

You raise an eyebrow, then grab her pocket-book, thinking that must be what she means.

"Not that," she giggles, then sits up, reaching to grab the condom from your hands. Once she has it, she places it to her lips... then sucks noisily. "Mmmm... You didn't want the blowjob earlier, but I'll take it this way. I love the taste... Yours is especially nice." With that done, she moves on to all fours again and begins licking at your cock, helping you clean up. "I hope this won't be our last date?" she asks, between laps. Her sparkling eyes, fixed on yours, seem like they won't allow you to do anything but agree. "I'll be looking forward to it."

When she's finished, you're pretty clean-- she even assists with a handkerchief from her pocket book, wiping up the rest. She, on the other hand, is a bit of a mess. Her makeup is thoroughly ruined and her voluminous pink hair is thoroughly mussed. Her dress looks impossible to fully fix back into place. "I think I'll... get some help from the owner here, to fix myself up before I leave," she chuckles wryly. "I really got carried away."

You tell her you'd be happy to bring her something if she needs it.

"No, no, you've been sweet enough already. You should make yourself scarce before morning, though. Theodore looks out for that sort of thing," she warns you with a big grin, bringing you back to the reality in which you live. "I had a lot of fun tonight, Bowie. Don't be a stranger at Clown Candy. And always make sure you ask for me, not that co-manager of mine... okay?"

You nod, crossing your fingers behind your back. You're not sure you can keep that particular promise. It feels like hiding whatever you might do with other clowns from her is going to be harder than it is to hide it from your manager.

((Lost 20 guts and 30 stamina))