Chapter 4 — Sex Diary - Part 1 (4)

I moved my hand to his cock, slowly leaning in until I took it into my mouth.

He loved it. It seemed like he was really enjoying it—me sucking his cock. I didn’t even think I was doing it well…

I kept going, doing oral just like I’d seen in pornos.

Saliva gathered in my mouth, and from the tip of his cock, a strange liquid was oozing out—clear, just a small amount.

I sucked it all up, stuffing his glans deep into my mouth and sucking hard.

"Ah… ah… hah…, ah… ah…"

"Daniel…, does it feel good…?"

I was curious—what was the difference between what I was feeling and what he was feeling during oral?

"Daniel…, do you like it when I suck your cock?"

"Yeah… it feels good… ah… ah… Emma, suck harder… more… ah… ahhhhhh…"

As I sucked his cock, I could feel myself getting turned on too.

"Daniel… can I… suck you too…? Daniel… I’m getting excited… sucking your cock like this…"

"Ah… ah… come here… come on top of me…"

I moved my pussy over his face. He pressed his tongue against my slit and started sucking.

I returned to his cock, taking it back into my mouth, and we began sucking each other—his cock, my pussy—growing more excited with every moment.

"Ah… uh… aahhh……"

He sucked my pussy fiercely, strongly stimulating my clit.

He bit me slightly, intensely arousing me, and I felt like I was going crazy.

"Daniel… ah… more… ah… harder… you’re so good at this… you’re driving me insane… Daniel, does my pussy taste good…?"

I no longer felt any shame. There was only my wet pussy, soaking and dripping.

I was so turned on that I sucked his cock harder. Deep inside, I wanted to climax together with him.

He seemed to want to feel, through my pussy, the same sensation I was giving him with my mouth.

His legs tensed, and with an unknown moan, he sucked my pussy harder.

"Ah… what should I do… ah… I feel like I’m going crazy… ah… huk… huk…"

An intense wave of climax surged through my entire body, making me unable to endure myself any longer.

My pussy released its proof of climax. It wasn’t as much as a man’s ejaculation, but a lot of liquid gushed out—like a sudden, overwhelming flood.

"Daniel… aah… I came… stop… aah…"

Feeling me reach climax, he sucked my pussy even harder.

Together with the liquid flowing from my pussy—later, I would call it chew water—

I kept sucking his cock fiercely. Gripping it tightly, moving up and down, my mouth matching the rhythm, sucking with all my effort.

His legs tensed.

"Ah… I can’t hold it… hah… ah… ah… ugh…"

He tried to push me away. But I held on—one hand gripping his cock, the other pressing down on him—sucking even harder. I could tell he was about to climax.

"Ah… I’m going to… aah… please stop… it’s too strong… aah… stop…"

"Daniel… cum inside my mouth."

I remembered how good it felt yesterday when he came in my mouth. This time, I was ready to drink every drop.

I sucked with all my strength, and soon, he came fully into my mouth. Maybe because he was so excited, it felt like more than usual.

I felt the heat, swallowing his cock’s load down my throat, still sucking his cock as I swallowed.

"Ah… uh… stop… ah… stop… aah…"

I kept sucking, drawing out every last drop of his cock’s liquid.

When I finally pulled my mouth off, I could feel something sticky inside, and a faint smell lingered.

Swallowing his cum didn’t feel bad at all.

I finally climbed off his body and curled into his arms.

"Phew…"

He looked at me, breathing heavily, chest rising and falling.

Then he pulled me tightly against him.

"Daniel… was it good…?"

"Yeah… it was too intense because you were sucking me."

"Emma… is it okay if I come in your mouth?"

"Yeah… it’s fine. I actually wanted to drink it… because it’s yours. Daniel, I think I really, really like you…"

I no longer felt any embarrassment. That day, we were completely lost in sex—almost all night. We must have done it six or seven times.

Even in the morning, we woke up and had sex again.

In just one day, I felt like I had learned everything about sex.

We didn’t leave until nearly noon.

Feeling hungry, we went to a rib restaurant, ordered galbi, and he drank a chilled bottle of soju.

I had a few cups too, then we found a coffee shop and sat side by side.

I leaned on his shoulder, held his hand, and wouldn’t let go.

Maybe women really do want to give everything after sleeping with a man for just one day.

We stayed together until late afternoon before I finally went home.

I was so tired, drowsiness overwhelmed me. And the events of last night kept replaying in my mind.

Even alone, my face burned with heat.

It was an unforgettable experience—and this became the beginning of my sex diary.

Now that I realized I had such a strong sex drive on the very first day… was I truly beyond saving…?