Sex is the Best Way to Learn About Other Cultures. - Chapter 4

“Let’s get started.”

 

The next morning, I was dozing off in the driver’s seat of the station wagon when Alex’s voice from the passenger side jolted me awake.

Though I held a provisional driver’s license (acquired through rather shady means), the law permitted me to drive on public roads as long as a licensed driver over 21 sat beside me.

Compared to Japan’s stringent regulations, these rules seemed lax. In the States, most people complete their required driving hours under parental supervision rather than attending formal driving schools like in Japan.

However, this arrangement requires parents to own a vehicle and have sufficient free time for instruction. That’s why driving schools like Eric Driving School, where Alex works, are scattered across the country.

I’m taking driving lessons from Ms. Alex at the Eric Driving School. Since I can’t drive alone with my provisional license, I’ve been forced to park a station wagon in front of the school and sleep in the car (though in America, where roads and land are far more spacious than in Japan, finding parking shouldn’t be an issue outside city centers).

 

“Uh, um…”

 

The relationship between Ms. Alex and me is essentially that of a teacher and her student.

It’s natural for a student to learn from their master, but after what happened yesterday, I can’t help feeling uneasy about Ms. Alex casually climbing into the passenger seat as if nothing’s wrong.

After all, yesterday I came all over Ms. Alex’s face – my teacher’s face.

 

“I don’t care about what happened yesterday. What I need is for you to get your driver’s license quickly and disappear from my sight.”

 

Alex’s cool demeanor matched her words as she casually dismissed yesterday’s rudeness.

More than anything, she wanted me gone. That much was crystal clear. To Alex, Emma’s words seemed absolute. Though I didn’t know the details, it appeared Emma had some kind of leverage over her.

 

“In America, we drive on the right side, unlike Japan. If you accidentally end up in the wrong lane, I’ll kill you for real this time.”

 

Alex used the word “kill” as casually as someone might say “hello,” but it was part of her personality rather than a genuine threat. Essentially, it was just a figure of speech.

 

“U-understood…”

 

That said, having just experienced the terrifying reality of driving yesterday, I had no leisure to scrutinize her demeanor or appreciate her voluptuous figure. The thought of inadvertently pitching a tent in my trousers was utterly inconceivable.

 

“You’d be surprised how manageable it is.”

 

After circling freely around the driving school for a while, I realized that, unlike urban areas, the sparse traffic and wide roads made driving significantly easier.

For other Japanese drivers, the combination of left-hand steering and right-side driving would likely prove daunting. But having never driven in Japan at all, these obstacles posed no challenge. I was surprised by the rule allowing right turns on red when no vehicles are approaching, but since the basic road rules remain the same, I quickly mastered navigating city streets after three or four hours of practical training.

 

“It’s almost noon. Let’s do a drive-thru practice.”

 

This training perfectly mixed up my personal matters, such as my lunch, but I supposed that was just Alex’s style. At first, I’d been unsure what to expect, but I was relieved to find we’d managed to establish a proper teacher-student relationship.

 

“You really have absolutely nothing? Not even a cent?”

 

Alex asked, as if confirming something. I knew she meant she’d buy me lunch if I really had no money, but unfortunately, I had to refuse.

 

“Huh? Are you serious?”

 

Alex made a face like she thought I was crazy, perhaps because she knew I hadn’t eaten since yesterday. I appreciated her kindness and understood what she meant, but I had my own rules to follow.

 

“What’s this? A placard?”

 

She looked at me suspiciously, and I showed her the usual placard.

As an addendum, I explained that I was now bound by the rule of “not receiving favors without sexual compensation.”

 

“That’s crazy,”

 

I knew she’d say that.

But when she sneered, “You’ve never even had s3x with anyone, have you?” I found myself with a small measure of rebuttal.

 

“This car and three days’ worth of food were Emma’s payment.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Alex, chomping on a giant drive-thru burger, made a face that said, “What the hell are you talking about?”

But the truth is the truth. When I told her I’d received nearly $90,000 from other women, her expression rapidly turned sour.

 

“I hate being lied to. Are you trying to say your s3x is worth that much?”

 

Alex crushed a handful of fries like she’d crushed my c0ck earlier today.

The intense pain from yesterday and the subsequent pleasure flooded back to my lower body. Despite knowing it was wrong, I couldn’t deny how my groin still stirred with arousal.

 

“I… I don’t know… I’ve only been able to have s3x because of luck. I can’t be sure if I’ve really satisfied all those women before…”

 

The truth is, I have no confidence in my sexual abilities. I’m just thrusting my hips instinctively. No technique, nothing.

 

“You’re right. A dorky Asian like you could never satisfy Emma.”

 

Alex delivered this with her usual cool tone, stating the obvious. I’d been worried about how she’d react, but she took it as some kind of Japanese joke. The afternoon driving lesson went off without a hitch. Even Alex managed a wry smile when my stomach kept grumbling during the training.

 

“That’s it for today’s lesson. We’ll be back here tomorrow.”

 

Instead of stopping at the driving school, I’d been instructed to park in a lot at a nearby park. The lesson concluded as darkness fully settled in. Her true desire to finish the curriculum as quickly as possible, including night driving, was transparent.

 

“Seriously, though, are you okay not eating or drinking? If you starve to death here, I’m not taking responsibility.”

 

Alex’s usual dry demeanor still carried a hint of genuine concern.

Contrary to her kindness, I desperately wanted her to leave as soon as possible.

The reason being – the thing between my legs was on the verge of complete rebellion.

Come to think of it, I’d been with Alex all day. And in a car—a confined space, no less. She’s the quintessential American beauty, and we’d just experienced “that” yesterday.

Needless to say, I’d been trapped in lewd fantasies during the driving lesson. More than once, I nearly ignored traffic rules because of it.

To put it bluntly, I wanted to hurry Alex home so I could jerk off in the car. After being forced to ejaculate only once yesterday, my crotch had accumulated quite a reservoir of tension.

 

“I-I’m fine. I could go a week without eating if necessary.”

 

I made this absurd excuse, trying to shoo Alex away. By the time the lesson ended, my restraint had crumbled. To be frank, I was already sporting a full erection beneath the steering wheel.

 

“What’s this smell? You didn’t clean up the semen from yesterday, did you?”

 

For some reason, Alex refuses to back down. She even goes so far as to peer under the steering wheel.

And there it is, exposed as if it were nothing:

My shameful crotch, tenting my pants with a blatant erection.

Then comes the sigh.

Not a casual sigh, but a dramatic one – a massive exhalation that exaggerates her disgust with me.

 

“From tomorrow on, you’ll jerk off before the training sessions.”

 

She’s like an older college sister lecturing a hormone-ridden middle school boy.

I’ll pretend I didn’t see this, but you’d better handle yourself properly next time.

I expect her to slam the car door shut with that brisk attitude, but instead…

 

“Put out your d1ck.”

 

“Huh? What?”

 

Following her instructions, my confused mind fumbled with my zipper. The thing that sprang out from the social window was like a newly released prisoner, stiff and erect, desperately seeking a place to settle.

 

“What do you want to do with me? Tell me.”

 

“Huh? What?”

 

Alex demanded my desires in a forceful tone.

If I answered honestly here, would she fly into a rage?

But in this situation, there was no way to calm it down. I had to speak my true wishes without hesitation.

 

“I-I want to have s3x with you, Instructor.”

 

Sir.

Instructor.

That’s how I was trained to address Alex.

During training, you can imagine the situation, but I maintained absolute obedience to Alex.

There was no room for argument. She’d already given me a light kick for forgetting to use my turn signal.

And here I was, begging this terrifying woman for s3x.

I figured I’d be killed for sure, but the words were already out. I might close this world’s curtain in this humiliating state, with my c0ck still erect.

 

“Change places with me.”

 

“Huh?”

 

But instead of “die” or “stop talking in your sleep,” she demanded, “Drive.”

Still wearing my stupid, erect-p3nis-in-the-open outfit, I scrambled to the passenger seat. Alex pushed me over as she took the driver’s side, her practiced hands smoothly maneuvering Emma’s station wagon.

 

“W-Why…?”

 

She skillfully stretched out her right hand and began stroking my erect p3nis.

I suppose you could call it dangerous driving. Mrs. Alex gripped my p3nis as if she were shifting gears in a manual car.

Though confused by the situation and overwhelmed by her practiced handjob movements, I couldn’t deny the arousal building between my legs.

 

“Go ahead and shoot as much as you want. It’s not my car anyway, so I don’t care.”

 

Yet knowing she’d be sitting in the passenger seat during tomorrow’s driving lesson, I worried about leaving the dashboard covered in semen.

Despite this anxiety, Mrs. Alex skillfully continued stroking my c0ck.

 

“Oh! I’m cumming!”

 

In an instant, she drove me to climax.

The pent-up semen erupted, splattering not just the dashboard but even the windshield.

Seeing this, Mr. Alex unconsciously moved the wipers, but of course, since the semen was on the inside, it couldn’t possibly get clean.

 

“Why is it still hard?” 

 

Mr. Alex spat out openly.

While driving. Moreover, the “while” involved hand jobs, which made my p3nis refuse to calm down. If anything, combined with Mr. Alex’s firm grip, it felt even more vigorous than before.

 

“If you’re going to come, avoid the windshield. We’ll really crash.”

 

Despite acknowledging the dangerous driving, Ms. Alex kept jerking me off. With precise hand movements and tight grips, they aimed to push me closer to orgasm.

 

“B-but where else should I…?”

 

Ignoring my desperate state, the ominous signs of climax approached. It was all because Ms. Alex’s hand jobs felt too good.

In the first place, where it would come out was entirely up to her grip on my p3nis. She seemed to realize this herself, cursing once with “Well, I can’t help it,” before…

 

“Ahh! I’m cumming again!”

 

She ended up directing my second cumshot at herself, that is, at Alex, who was in the driver’s seat. I was left with no choice but to hold my d1ck, and Alex turned it around so I could squirt my semen on her while she was driving. She decided that ejaculating on the windshield would be dangerous as it would block visibility, but I couldn’t help but feel that this would be a bigger hindrance to driving.

 

“Still smells like stupid semen. I showered last night, but it wouldn’t wash off at all.”

 

Her tone demanded accountability, but I couldn’t help thinking she could simply point the c0ck in the other direction. Yet the atmosphere made such retorts utterly impossible.

 

“If it can still get hard after this, you’re something else.”

 

Alex continues stroking—no, massaging—my slicked-up p3nis with hands now thoroughly coated in pre-cum. Her movements are so suggestive, it’s as if she’s begging me to get hard again. And how could I possibly fail to respond to that?

 

“What kind of monster d1ck do you have?”

 

Alex exclaims, using such an exaggerated term for my member that’s already regained its hardness and upward curve. What else could I do when a gorgeous woman like her has me in her sights, constantly jerking me off even while driving?

 

“My hands are getting tired, and it’s affecting my driving. You’d better stroke it yourself.”

 

“What?!”

 

I’m speechless at this masturbation order.

But an instructor’s word is law. I have no right to resist.

 

(What, what is this situation…?)

 

Beside the beautiful woman driving, I slowly begin stroking my c0ck.

It’s an unbearable situation, but jerking off alone just doesn’t cut it.

 

“You’re not going to cum?”

 

“I… can’t with just this…”

 

I explain my predicament to the instructor.

Just moments ago, I was climaxing from her hand job, so switching to my own hand now makes reaching orgasm impossible. Then…

 

“If you can cum three more times in this situation, I’ll acknowledge you. Fail, and your driving lessons are over.”

 

Alex suddenly adopts a cold demeanor.

I have no idea what her goal is, but her challenge to “acknowledge me” as a man spurs me to muster every ounce of determination. I start stroking myself with renewed vigor.

 

“A-Alex…!”

 

When masturbating with a beauty right in front of you, there’s only one way to do it. You fantasize about groping and squeezing her powerful buttocks and br3asts while watching them. I stared at her profile as she drove, then mustered the shame to start jerking myself off.

Alex shot me a sidelong glance. She must be laughing at me or looking down on me, but by this point, not jerking off wasn’t an option.

The tanned skin before me – those explosive br3asts and firm, rounded buttocks. Dreaming of what I could do with those two things, I kept jerking off next to the white beauty instructor.

 

“A-Alex… I’m gonna cum…!”

 

Taking advantage of the fact that she didn’t understand Japanese, I addressed her without honorifics. Whether she understood the meaning of my words or not, she responded by lashing me further with her verbal whip.

 

“Ah, perfect! Keep shooting it all over me, Jap!”

 

“Ahh! I’m cumming!”

 

Taking her words literally, I managed to ejaculate a third time, covering Ms. Alex’s entire body with my release. Her upper half became thoroughly coated in semen, yet she showed no sign of anger.

 

“Two more times,” 

 

Ms. Alex stretches out her hand and starts stroking my rod provocatively. Both her hand and my d1ck are already covered in semen, but she doesn’t care and uses it as lubricant to rub and stroke my rod with exquisite strength.

 

“Ms. Alex… that feels too good…”

 

“You’re so cheeky with that c0ck of yours. Can you cum twice more? Or can’t you?”

 

“I-I can, please keep making me feel good with your hands, instructor…”

 

“You cheeky little brat.”

 

I thought she’d be angry, thinking I was ordering her around, but instead she kept driving while firmly grasping my c0ck and stroking it. Her profile and figure were so alluring that even on my fourth release, I felt I could cum dozens more times.

 

“…You’re cumming again.”

 

Mrs. Alex must have been monitoring my c0ck’s movements. She sensed my impending release from the slightest twitch.

She’s definitely a seasoned veteran. Even if I fought back with all my might, her voluptuous body would crush me effortlessly.

 

“Wow… How much have you been storing up in there?”

 

Mrs. Alex’s eyes widened at my unrelenting climax. She pulled the station wagon to the roadside, unbuckled her seatbelt, and buried her face between my legs.

 

“Ah… Ahh…”

 

Her bewitching mouth engulfed my c0ck.

Mrs. Alex’s sudden blowjob.

Her exceptional oral skills and hand job brought me to my sixth climax in no time.

 

“Mmmngh—”

 

Despite her vehement dislike for facial ejaculation, I couldn’t hold back and shot my load deep into the instructor’s throat.

The overwhelming pleasure of oral release nearly made me bow my head in surrender to the relentless milking strokes and vacuum suction.

 

“Promises are promises. Get inside quickly.”

 

She exited the station wagon without bothering to clean her semen-stained upper body. Before us stood a modest-sized American house—likely Ms. Alex’s residence. She hurried inside without a second glance.

Get inside quickly.

Unless I misheard, those were her exact words.

There’s no way something like that would happen with Alex.

Yet my lower body burned with anticipation.

 

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“Huh?”

 

The space was like a Heike motel.

In the room with a large bed positioned in the center, there was no trace of Alex.

I checked the surroundings after locking the door from the inside, but her tall figure was nowhere to be found. Sharpening my senses and straining my ears, I heard faint water sounds resonating from the depths of the room.

 

“Shower…?”

 

Well, considering how thoroughly I’d been covered in semen, it made sense. With Alex, there’s never any deeper meaning to anything.

Still, it was strange that I’d allowed myself to get into that mess in the first place. Regardless, the situation remained unchanged—I still didn’t know what to do.

Should I just sit and wait for her to come out?

Or should I clean up my own semen-covered body first?

Clutching my anxiety, I stood frozen in the dimly lit room illuminated only by indirect lighting.

About ten minutes later…

 

“What are you standing around the entrance for? Wipe that semen-covered lower body of yours properly.”

 

A woman in a bathrobe suddenly threw a towel at me.

The black-haired woman was undoubtedly Alex. Her wheat-colored skin and the stark white bathrobe created an irresistibly provocative contrast.

The sash tied around her chest was barely secured. The ample cleavage was clearly visible, and from the short length of fabric, the full curves of her buttocks were plainly discernible.

 

“Ah, thank you.”

 

The bath towel Alex handed me was damp with a fresh feeling. Did she just use it? I flinched at the thought, but the sight before me rendered such concerns irrelevant.

 

“Let’s get started already. You’d better hurry up and undress too.”

 

Alex takes off the only bathrobe she’s wearing with a bang. Naturally, her soft-looking br3asts were exposed in all their glory, complete with vividly visible n1pples. The sight of her tanned, full curves and glossy peach-colored areolas made me feel like I was watching an adult scene from a foreign film.

As expected, her long legs, curvaceous waist, and firm buttocks were all on display, along with the artfully sculpted slit between them. Her black hair clung to her back like damp silk, creating an incredibly seductive picture.

 

“Uh, um, I should take a shower too—”

 

“What’s the point? You’ll just get covered in semen again anyway.”

 

“Alex…?”

 

With a “get it done” attitude, Alex stripped me of my clothes. My lower body, still sticky with semen, was bared once more. We now faced each other, both our intimate areas fully exposed.

 

“Since promises are promises, you can do whatever you want with my body. You can lick it, play with it, or even use that thick p3nis to impregnate me—it’s all yours.”

 

“Ah—”

 

Alex, kneeling before me, pressed her ample, overflowing br3asts against my crotch.

The overwhelming pressure and softness were pure American-style bombshell perfection. She didn’t just press her br3asts against my crotch—she shoved them against my inner thighs and stomach too.

 

“You’ve cum six times and still this force, aren’t you underestimating women too much?”

 

Alex gripped my c0ck with a strange anger, kissing the tip. I wanted to say, “Your b00bs are way too impressive,” but the mood didn’t allow for such retorts.

 

“Why do you get hard so fast? Is there a black hole in your balls?”

 

Alex grabs my scrotum with a curse, simultaneously pressing the tip of her n1pple against the underside of my shaft in a devilishly tempting maneuver.

 

“I’m leaving it all to you. I’m already wet, so just fvck me however you like—just like you did with Emma.”

 

Alex positions herself on all fours on the bed, her impossibly perfect slit facing me. Her pink pvssy, completely exposed, pulses seductively as if inviting a man’s violation.

 

“Con—condom?”

 

“I don’t need one! I’m telling you to fvck me with your bare d1ck!”

 

Alex orders the rear-entry thrust with terrifying intensity.

Though utterly bewildered, I follow primal instinct and drive my erect c0ck toward the exquisite female flesh before me.

 

“Ahhnghh!”

 

Suddenly, Alex let out a voice that was nothing like her usual self—sweet and coquettish.

The folds of her pvssy and vaginal walls… I never imagined I’d be thrusting into an auto instructor’s body like this. But now that I’d finally claimed my prize, my instincts wouldn’t be denied.

 

“Nngh! What kind of hardness and size is this?! If you’re going to fvck me with this—”

 

I mercilessly pistoned my hips, driving into my instructor. Once s3x began, race and hierarchy meant nothing.

 

“Oh! My ass, no!”

 

I spank the instructor’s big ass like a punishment, while slamming my c0ck deep inside her. I grab her hands from behind and fix them, enjoying Alex’s vaginal walls with strong grinding.

 

“It feels good, Alex.”

 

“Oh! Don’t be so cocky! You’re just Asian!”

 

I knead her overly voluptuous br3asts from behind and gently thrust up her cervix. Her heavy tits push back against my hands with incredible elasticity. They are too big to fit in the palm of my hand.

 

“Your Asian c0ck’s too damn good! If you fvck me like this, I’ll—”

 

Whether it was defiance or desperation, Mrs. Alex surrendered completely to our coupling. True to her reputation as a resident of a free-love country, once we got started, she went all out. Though I still wondered why she’d permitted my penetration in the first place.

 

“Too deep!! You’re fucking me with that stone-hard thing!! How can I resist you now?!”

 

“A-Alex!! It feels too good—I can’t—”

 

“Do whatever you want!! Inside and outside, cum as much as you want!!”

 

“Ahh!! I’m cumming!!”

 

The cum shot was carried out mercilessly.

I know it’s presumptuous to do this with a white woman, but I can’t stop myself from indulging in what feels like the most pleasurable act in the world.

 

“Ohh! You’re hitting the deepest part! Asian cum… filling my womb completely—”

 

Her vaginal walls clench tightly around me as I ejaculate. Though it feels inevitable, she simply submits to my internal release. These white women really don’t seem to care about the risk of pregnancy.

 

“…This is insane, your ejaculation. After six times and still this powerful—how incredible would your first shot feel?” 

 

Alex curses while we remain connected. For the record, she’s my driving instructor at the school.

 

“…This won’t end after just once, will it? You win this bet, so do whatever you want.”

 

Alex was out of breath and left all the choices to me. For a moment, I didn’t understand what “bet” she was referring to, but it must have been about reaching six total ejaculations. Apparently, whether I could achieve six releases in the car was a major turning point for her. I had no idea why.

 

“I-I understand… I don’t really know, but I’ll do what I want tonight.”

 

With sincere respect for her limits, I devoted every fiber of my being to our lovemaking. Her large body seemed to shudder momentarily at my words, but by then, I was so consumed by her that such trivial reactions no longer mattered.

 

“Ahh! Asian dicks are too big!!”

 

After that, Alex and I engaged in repeated rounds of vigorous s3x, each encounter as intense as a sporting match.

I wondered if this would mean I would have to stay at her house for a while, but the situation took a sudden turn.

 

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“Come on, get up. We’re leaving soon.”

 

The next morning, I woke up on Alex’s bed. Or rather, it was past two in the afternoon, but that was the natural consequence of spending the night engaged in vigorous s3x until dawn.

 

“Good… morning…” 

 

Half-asleep as I sat up.

Alex had already finished getting ready and was prepared to leave.

Where on earth was she going?

Could it be more street training today?

As I stared at the overly serious Alex, my muddled mind couldn’t make sense of it. When I voiced my confusion, she gave me her usual cool expression, silently asking, What are you talking about?

 

“You don’t need any more training. You’ll never get your license anyway. It’d just be a waste of time.”

 

“Huh?”

 

Alex’s sudden cold attitude made me worry that maybe I had made a terrible mistake last night. Come to think of it, brutally thrusting into her and coming inside was certainly a crude act. But since she’d been so enthusiastic, thrusting her hips in rhythm, I’d thought it wasn’t a problem.

How could I ever imagine the day would come when my instructor would abandon me?

 

“I’ll drive you to Maine, won’t I? I’ll cover all your food and lodging expenses along the way. After all that s3x we had, you can’t possibly refuse me now.”

 

“What exactly do you mean by that…?”

 

The “can’t refuse” part must be about yesterday, when I declined her offer for a hamburger. True enough, I’d told her I couldn’t accept any compensation beyond s3x during this trip.

Since we’d clearly had intercourse last night, I had no grounds to refuse payment. But the vagueness of what constituted “payment” was troubling.

 

“I’m telling you to use me as your driver. You can use me as your personal driver as much as you like until your destination. And while you’re at it, feel free to use my body however you like.”

 

“Huh?”

 

She’s actually volunteering to be my personal driver? And since she mentioned “destination,” does that mean it’s okay even if we reach Maine?

If this works out, my East Coast journey would essentially be over.

 

“B-but using Alex however you want? That’s…”

 

“After all that teasing last night, you’ve got some nerve…” 

 

Alex replies, her face flushing slightly despite her exasperation.

Last night, Alex had initially been quite bold, but later she’d started reacting more like a woman. Her responses had gotten me worked up, and I realized I’d pushed myself harder than usual. Thinking back now, I might have been mercilessly thrusting away even after she was begging, “I can’t take it anymore.”

 

“Anyway, we’re heading to Maine. Once we reach our destination, your silly project will be over, won’t it?”

 

Alex, with her brisk attitude, set about ending my project. It felt like this might create new problems, but knowing I’d still have time with her didn’t make it seem so bad. After all, last night with Alex had been… quite intense.

 

“U-understood…”

 

Feeling my lower body throbbing, I followed her retreating figure. Being alone in a car with a woman who’d already crossed certain boundaries for hours carried dangerous undertones, but there was no turning back now.

An unexpected two-person journey from North Carolina.

Sarah’s forced travel plans for me were about to enter a new phase.

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North Carolina (Clarkton)

s3x Partner: Alexis Walker (28)

Compensation:

Transportation to Maine, plus food and lodging expenses

Day 10:

Six ejaculations in the car after training

Moved to Alex’s home in Clarkton for an all-night s3x session

Remaining Funds: $0

Possessions: One nearly broken station wagon

Route: Whiteville → Clarkton

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