Lick Bubblegum's pussy (costs 30 self-restraint)

Bubblegum squeezes your hand again, then leads you to sit down on the couch hidden behind the curtain. While she talks, she prepares a cellular phone, which casts a flashlight over the scene, allowing you to see what you're doing a bit better. A big smile rests on her face, as she whispers into your ear. "I'd like to offer you a blowjob... You'd be surprised how mean a BJ I give. Best in the Down, I suspect!" she entices you, beginning to rub her hand gently over the lap of your pants, where your erection sits waiting.

It sounds like she's pretty used to this routine, perhaps with other clown assistants. You bet she's not lying-- it probably feels amazing and you can definitely imagine that she's got some skill, after what you saw with the candy. However... you feel compelled to flip the script. You think that on some level, Bubblegum likes being challenged and taken out of her comfort zone. So, instead, of accepting the blowjob, you offer her something you doubt she gets very often: you offer to lick her pussy.

Her eyebrows raise for a moment and she nearly drops her phone. "You're saying you... wait, you don't want the blowjob? Are you talking like... sixty-nine?" she questions, tilting her head slightly and causing her pink hair to swish.

You tell her that sounds really good too, but for now, you really just want to taste her. Moreover, to show her your appreciation for everything she's shown you so far at the Down, you want to do something that's just for her.

"That's sweet... and horny... but very sweet," she giggles, grinning and pushing her hair back over her shoulder. A slight blush uncharacteristically rises to her face as she turns and rests on all fours, with her hands upon one of the sofa's pillows, sticking her butt out towards you. "Oh gosh. I've never even done this before and I have... a lot of sexual experience. Like this?"

You tell her that's good, then reach up both hands to grab hold of her haunches. She has a great, hourglass shape, with a slender waist and a nice, round bottom, currently barely covered by the hanging silk of her silver party dress. You run your hands from her hips to her thighs, then gently part them a bit wider, before hiking up the dress so that it rests at the small of her back. You've exposed a barely-there set of white, lace panties-- the kind that are worn by a girl who's ready for action. It hides so little that you can see a neat, trim triangle of pink-dyed hair above her pussy. You close your eyes and put your face into the cleft of her ass, rubbing her inner thighs gently with your hands as you do.

"Oh wow... It's funny, but it's kind of embarrassing being on this side of it. And I've had my tongue in a guy's ass before," she laughs nervously.

You respond by telling her there's nothing embarrassing about it, while you gently hook your hands into the thin straps of her only undergarment and peel it down, so that it rests just beneath her ass-cheeks. Now you can see her pink pussy, already glistening with a little moisture, and her asshole, both visible as you use your fingers to spread her cheeks apart. You can feel her shiver a bit at the unfamiliar sensation.

"Y-You really want to do this?" she asks again, sounding skeptical.

You answer by smacking your lips into the crevice, while running your tongue up her undercarriage, eagerly tasting the unfamiliar part of her. Your face is buried in her ass as you explore her slit with your tongue, feeling her begin to leak onto the couch through the sum of your efforts. Her hips jerk occasionally, as though she's unsure whether she's supposed to lean back into you or pull away, but you keep her in place with your hands as you eagerly lap up her pussy-juice. Occasionally, you push your tongue just past the lips and are rewarded with a light moan.

"A girl could get used to this, Bowie," she giggles, sounding like she's starting to get into it. "You're a model clown assistant!"

Seeing that she's getting comfortable, but not wanting her to get bored, you go full power now, pushing your tongue in further and sucking with your lips. She shudders now and cries out audibly, her voice competing with the piano music from above. You continue, encouraged, until, unbidden, she releases a splash out of her pussy, staining your face and the couch together with an indignant splatter.

"You've... you've got a pretty good technique yourself..." she laughs quietly, her shoulders shivering slightly as her pussy twitches.

You feel proud of what you've accomplished! It's not every day you manage to surprise a clown like her. Now, sitting here with her haunches still in her hands and her wet pussy in front of you...

((Lost 30 self-restraint))