Chapter 5 — Sex Diary - Part 1 (5)

I was having sex with my Daniel as if it were the most natural thing in the world now… My body had already begun to be tamed by him…

With each time we slept together, Daniel slowly shaped my body the way he wanted—training it to respond exactly as he desired.

One day, Daniel came to my studio apartment. He seemed a little drunk, like he'd been drinking. He told me he wanted to stay the night.

I lived alone in a rented room. The landlord had gone abroad on a long business trip, leaving only his wife behind in the house. There was one girl, the same age as me, but she was studying overseas.

I hesitated a little. The landlady often visited me—we were on friendly terms—but still, having a man stay over made me nervous.

But I couldn't just tell Daniel to leave. So I let him in and said, "Just for tonight." And we ended up sleeping together.

We'd usually had sex in love hotels, so lying together like this in my own room felt strange.

Daniel asked me to turn on a video—specifically, the porn we'd talked about the last time we were in a private screening room.

So I turned it on. The screen showed a scene of group sex.

I'd often wondered what it would feel like to do that… In the past, I'd only ever masturbated alone.

Daniel pulled me close while watching, wrapping his arms around me and kissing me deeply. I could smell alcohol on his breath.

I'd just taken a shower and brushed my teeth, but still, the scent of liquor clung to his mouth.

"Daniel… did you drink a lot?"

"Mmm… a little…"

"You smell like alcohol…"

"Sorry… I had a drink with a friend."

"Daniel… you were drinking with a girl, weren't you?"

I said it on a hunch. Daniel looked at me and said no, but something about his expression felt off.

I sensed he was lying. But I didn't press further.

I didn't want to make things awkward between us over something like this.

Daniel started touching my breasts, pushing his tongue into my mouth, transferring his desire directly into me. I sucked on his tongue, pushing my own deep into his mouth, swirling it around.

He sucked hard on my tongue in return. Then he laid me down and unfastened my bra.

I surrendered my body to him, helping him undress me to make it easier.

Soon, he'd stripped me completely. He sucked on my nipples while his hand rested on my mound, fingers stroking my pussy.

"Aah… Daniel… uh…"

"How does it feel?"

Daniel always made me talk during sex, as if it excited him more.

"Ah… it feels good…"

"Where?"

"I don't know… ah… ah…"

"Tell me. Where does it feel good?"

He loved asking me questions I found hard to answer—questions that made me squirm, yet thrilled him.

"Ah… ah…"

"Where? Tell me exactly."

"There…"

"Where? Be more specific…"

"Ah… my pussy…"

"You like it when I touch your pussy? How good does it feel?"

"Ah… ah…"

His words turned me on even more. I felt embarrassed, but speaking so crudely only made me wetter.

I always got very wet. Sometimes, when Daniel was thrusting inside me, so much fluid came out that he'd pull out and suck it off with his mouth before continuing.

Now, feeling myself getting wet again from his words—so much that I could feel it—I knew it was happening again.

Daniel slid a finger into my pussy and began stirring the inner walls.

When his fingers entered me, it felt different from his cock—but I loved it intensely.

"How does it feel?"

"Good…"

"You like your pussy being finger-fucked like this?"

"Ah… ah… I'm going crazy… Daniel… do something to me… please?"

"Want me to suck your pussy?"

"Yes… Daniel… suck me… suck my pussy… make me lose my mind…"

"Then will you suck my cock too?"

"Yes… I'll suck your cock… hurry…"

He moved between my legs, lying on his stomach, and pressed his mouth to my pussy, sucking deeply.

I reached for his cock, which stood right before my eyes, and took it in my hand. I kissed the head, then slowly took it into my mouth.

We sucked each other's genitals fiercely. Daniel kept one finger inside me, rubbing my inner walls while sucking my clit.

"Aah… hah… ugh…!"

We moaned into each other's most intimate places, growing more aroused by the second.

After a while, Daniel pulled away, stood up, and pushed his cock between my legs, thrusting into my pussy.

"Ugh… ah… ah!"

"Emma. How does it feel with my cock inside you?"

"Good… when you fuck me with your cock, my pussy goes crazy…"

Daniel's cock was quite large, and he knew how to use it. I swayed my hips in rhythm with his thrusts, seeking even stronger stimulation.

"Your pussy tastes so good… aah…"

"Really… Daniel… do you really think my pussy tastes good?"

"Of course… your pussy is delicious… I want to drink your juice too… hah… hah…"

"Your cock tastes good too… you fuck so well… ah… harder… fuck me harder… I love you so much… ah… my pussy's going wild… ah… more… ugh…!"

"How does it feel? Do you like my cock? While you're getting fucked by me… do you ever want to suck another man's cock?"

"Ah… how can you… say something like that…?"

"When I imagine you sucking another man's cock… I get angry… but also more turned on…"

"Ah… ugh…!"

"Tell me… do you want to suck another cock?"

"Honestly… if you really wanted it… ah…"

"Say it… describe it to me…"

"Ah… I'm sucking your cock… and your friend comes up behind me… and starts fucking my pussy…"

"How does it feel? Does it feel good when my friend fuck's your pussy?"

"Ah… ah… yes… I'm going crazy… doing this with two cocks right now… aah…!"

"Emma… I want to fuck you too… I want to be inside your pussy… aah… should we switch and do a double penetration?"

"Daniel… you want to fuck me?"

"Yes… I want to switch now…"

"Then do it… fuck me… shove your cock deep into my pussy… aah…!"

"Does this excite you?"

"Yes… just talking like this makes me imagine it… and I get even more turned on…"

"Now I'm going to fuck you… I'm going to bury my cock deep inside your pussy…"

"Ugh… hurry… put your cock inside me… now…"

"Like this…? How does it feel?… Good?… Now suck my friend's cock… suck it for me… suck it deep in front of my eyes… taste it…"

"Yes… I'm sucking… like this… deep… look…"

"Is my friend's cock tasty?"

"Yes… it's good… ah… I'm going to cum… ah… aah… I can't take it… Daniel… ugh…!"

"That's it… cum… cum on my cock… Are you about to squirt?"

"Yes… Daniel… can I cum…?"

"Cum… now… soak my cock with your juice…"

"Ah… Daniel… I'm cumming…"

"He says he wants to cum too… says you're sucking so well he can't hold back anymore…"

"Daniel… I'm cumming… in my mouth… shoot your cum… I'll drink it… shoot lots of cum…"

With talk like this, we pushed each other higher and higher, racing toward climax.

I came… and Daniel came deep inside my pussy. He collapsed on top of me, completely drained, yet still holding me close. Then he whispered:

"Was it good?"

"Mmm…"

Men always ask that after sex. Was it good? It's so strange.

What would they do if I said no? But right now, I really had enjoyed it. When I was with Daniel, I forgot everything else. I became completely absorbed in sex.

Even now, I was still aroused by the fantasy we'd created—the image of Daniel's friend joining us, born from our conversation tonight.

Could it be… that I had a perverted side?

While we were talking and fucking, I actually found myself wondering—what if it really happened? What if I actually tried it?

Heh… my lust seemed to have no end…