Sex is the Best Way to Learn About Other Cultures. - Chapter 1

“Muérete…” (Die…)

Diana murmured, her voice thick with murderous intent. Her fingers trembled with rage. I braced myself for the worst, closed my eyes, and mentally apologized to my friends and family back in Japan.

At that moment, a gunshot thundered through the basement.

The air vibrated with the shockwave, and the acrid smell of gunpowder filled my nostrils.

I thought my life had ended right then and there.

Yet there was no fading consciousness, no searing pain.

(Huh…?)

When I cautiously opened my eyes, I found Diana standing before me, her eyes wide with shock.

The muzzle of the shotgun was emitting smoke, but it was slightly angled upward – the bullet had missed its mark.

Even Diana seemed astonished. For a habitual criminal who used guns daily, missing prey at such close range was unthinkable.

In that case, it must have been a human error.

My semen must have gotten on her fingertips, causing her hand to slip.

(Th-Thank goodness…)

I never thought I’d be saved by my semen.

I thanked the tens of millions of my seeds and prayed to a god I didn’t believe in.

That said…

“No te perdonaré” (I will not forgive you)

Miss Diana reloaded her weapon. Right. Even if she missed with the first shot, all she needed was to load the next one.

I couldn’t imagine her making the same mistake twice. Miss Diana wiped her semen-covered hand on her chest and once again pointed the shotgun at me.

But then…

“…That’s absurd.”

Suddenly, she muttered something as if disappointed in herself and quietly lowered the gun.

Miss Diana sighed deeply, her fighting spirit seemingly diminished.

Perhaps she had reconsidered her criminal act of killing someone over such a trivial matter?

If that was the case, it would have been fortunate, but the next smile she wore made me realize that was wishful thinking.

“Ms. Diana…?”

She placed the gun on the ground and knelt before me.

Before her beautiful face hung my p3nis—half-erect after ejaculation.

She’s going to cut it off, I thought instinctively.

Her black eyes held clear malice. She intended to kill me in a more agonizing way than a bullet, planning to torture me before taking my life.

“Ah, ah…”

Soon, she took hold of my limp member and…

“Deploro” (I regret deeply)

and took my c0ck into her well-shaped mouth.

“Di…Diana…?”

For a moment, I didn’t understand what was happening. I’d expected my c0ck to be sliced away by that combat knife, but instead, it was being handled by Diana’s hands and mouth.

How does it feel? Good, isn’t it?

Smiling seductively like that, Diana licked up the underside of my p3nis.

A tremendous pleasure shot through my head, and gradually my p3nis began to regain its erection.

“Diana… that’s amazing…”

My earlier fantasy was becoming reality. As she performed a deepthroat, her fingers worked the base of my p3nis.

Not only that, but her tongue licked my scrotum and glans, bathing my p3nis in exquisite pleasure.

Why was this happening? Ever since coming to Japan, it had been nothing but this kind of situation.

Of course, it felt amazing, but the terrifying thought of what might follow loomed in my mind.

What was Diana thinking?

“Ahhh!!”

Her small hand movements made me cum a second time. It felt far better than the masturbation I’d done earlier. Her handjob demonstrated perfect knowledge of a man’s erogenous zones.

“Segundo” (Second)

The thick white fluid erupted from my urethra, cascading once more onto Diana’s face. This time, the proximity left her fully exposed to the full force of my ejaculation.

Naturally, both her beautiful face and her jet-black hair were drenched in semen, yet she maintained her defiant smile without breaking.

And then…

“D-Diana…!”

Before the previous orgasm had fully subsided, she took my still-twitching p3nis into her mouth again.

This time, she gave me a deep throat blowjob, making slurping sounds with her saliva, and she also gave me a fierce handjob. The saliva and semen acted as lubricant, making the handjob blowjob feel amazing, and I was on the verge of ejaculating again.

“Ah! That—!”

As if sensing my impending release, Diana’s smooth index finger slid into my anus. With my rod, glans, and assh0le being attacked at the same time, my scrotum began to prepare for a third ejaculation in a shorter span than ever before.

Before long,

“Ahh–ahh!!”

This time, I erupted deep into the back of Diana’s throat.

What a pleasant oral ejaculation.

It felt as if my scrotum was being drained dry.

“Still Cumming…?”

Even I could tell my volume hadn’t diminished. Diana’s technique was truly exceptional. She knew every detail about how men reach climax.

“Tercera” (Third)

While stroking my p3nis, Diana pulled it out of her mouth.

Though some had dripped from the corner of her lips, she’d swallowed the entire load.

“Ahh…”

Then she resumed her piston-like throat-fucking.

The synchronized movements – her hand stroking, soft lips stimulating my shaft, tongue sliding from underside to crown, and the bonus of her other hand kneading my balls and anus – sent otherworldly pleasure coursing down my spine.

The sound of a vigorous blowjob echoes through the basement.

My opponent was a sun-kissed South American beauty with bewitching tanned skin and huge br3asts.

“I’m cumming!!”

I’m starting to lose track of how many times I’ve cum today.

With this woman, I feel like I could cum as many times as I want.

“Es curioso…” (That’s strange…)

As she swallowed another mouthful of semen, Diana murmured something in Spanish. She seems to be very concerned about my scrotum. Did I have such an unusual shape down there?

Then Diana lifts up her pure white tank top, revealing her overly large br3asts.

The bounce makes her melon-like bulges shake violently.

Their firmness is surprising despite their size. It hit me like the first time I’d seen Western porn—shocking and utterly thrilling.

Her n1pples and areolas are truly beautiful. Despite her voluptuous br3asts, her areolas aren’t excessively large – the perfect balance that tempts my masculine soul.

Their delicate pink hue contrasts with her sun-kissed skin, constantly reminding me that she’s a white woman like Alicia.

Still, the contrast with her tanned br3asts was incredibly erotic, and just looking at them made me feel like I was going to ejaculate.

How beautiful, what stunningly gorgeous br3asts.

“Ah… ah…”

Incredibly, Diana’s ample mounds have managed to clamp around my erect c0ck.

The incredible softness, the warmth of her br3asts, and the feeling of being sandwiched between the valley of a villain pointing a shotgun at someone, combined to make me feel the greatest euphoria of my life.

Miss Diana’s Central American beauty and her explosive br3asts are just too damn good.

“Grande!” (Big!)

Miss Diana exclaims in surprise. She might be cursing me as some monkey that keeps getting hard no matter how many times it ejaculates.

But I don’t care. I’m savoring the sensation of her br3asts directly against my c0ck.

“D-Diana… That’s too erotic…”

Clasping her br3asts with both hands, Diana starts to give me a b00b job. How can this feel so good even without penetration?

And the way my c0ck slides in and out of that massive cleavage is obscene. It’s like watching a p3nis moving in and out of a woman’s v4g1na during s3x.

How’s that?

You’d come in no time with this, wouldn’t you?

Miss Diana continues her dynamic b00b job, laughing mockingly.

Every time she moved her br3asts up and down, her lower mound would brush against my knee, feeling like I was being pelted by freshly made giant marshmallows. The lewd n1pples nearly touched my abdomen, making me feel like I might lose my mind.

“Ahh! I’m cumming!”

I let out a pathetic cry like a girl and ejaculated again.

Along with the unbelievable pleasure, my white fluid hit Diana’s face directly.

The semen that hit her well-shaped nose bridge had so much force that it stained her forehead and hair, and finally, due to gravity, it stained her tanned cleavage and n1pples.

If I did this, she might kill me this time.

In the afterglow of my orgasm, I trembled with fear of the shotgun. Even someone like Diana might not have imagined being defiled in such a way.

“Fuerte” (So strong)

Her temples twitched slightly, but she still didn’t touch the shotgun.

“No tenemos opción.” (We have no choice.)

My relief was short-lived, as she rose to her feet again.

This time she’ll definitely cut me.

Just as I braced myself, she inexplicably removed her pants, exposing black undergarments with minimal fabric.

Then, declaring something in Spanish, she even ripped off that piece of fabric.

Naturally, what emerged was a hairless, beautifully shaped v4g1na.

What truly stood out, however, was the lewdness of her ass.

It was the biggest ass I’d ever seen in America, and yet it was miraculously well-shaped.

Until now, I’d been a b00b person, but after seeing such a provocative ass, I was sure to switch to an ass person.

“Ah… ah!”

Diana slowly straddled me. She aligned her beautiful pvssy with my glans and steadily sank down onto my c0ck.

The way her folds clung to me felt different from any woman I’d been with before. A perfect warmth and pleasure enveloped my shaft.

“Descarado, pene.” (Shameless p3nis)

As she lowered herself, Diana began playing with her n1pples. The sight of this voluptuous beauty twisting her br3asts right before my eyes nearly made me come just from watching.

And then there was Diana’s masterpiece of a pvssy. I’d never encountered such a s3x-ready cunt before in my life.

“Eres bonito” (You are cute)

Diana, who had my p3nis in her lower mouth, looked down with a cool expression.

Her face seemed to say, “I can’t feel anything with this Japanese wimpy c0ck.”

Diana stayed in that position for a while, then slowly began moving her hips up and down.

It was like she was a pvssy executioner.

It looked like the cruel act of squeezing every last drop out of my testicles with this magnificent pvssy had begun.

(Wow…I can’t believe s3x like this exists.)

There might be slight differences between American and Central American women, but Diana’s pvssy was truly amazing.

Her vaginal walls moved with a milking motion, effortlessly guiding me toward pleasure.

Every time she lifted her hips slightly and lowered them, I felt like I might lose consciousness.

She was on another level.

There was no way I could win in bed with someone like her.

“Haponeses” (Japanese)

Diana seduced me with a lewd hip sway.

Her hip movements are incredibly erotic. Rhythmic and persistent, her pvssy accurately finding and stimulating the spots that feel good to me.

The wooden chair creaks with each movement. I’m no small man myself, and Diana’s considerably taller than the average Japanese woman. With the added weight of her ample br3asts and hips, I worry this ordinary chair might not support both of us.

But more than that, I doubt my c0ck could withstand this divine pvssy and divine hip action.

“Aah! Muy corplente!” (Aah! So big!)

Diana moans lasciviously. I realize now it’s not just because s3x with me feels good—it’s deliberate provocation. She’s using her lewd moans to seduce me through sound, sight, and touch.

I grow impatient, unable to move my hips.

With a woman wielding these skills restraining me, I’m left utterly at her mercy—forced to endure her relentless pvssy assault.

I thought the world was vast.

In America, I could still manage decent s3x with women like Amanda and Alicia, but here in Costa Rica, I just get raped instead.

After all, I’m still a virgin at heart.

Even after graduating from virginity through some freak accident of luck, my innate virgin nature remains unchanged.

“Ah! Corpulento! Malditos japoneses!” (Ah! So big! Damn Japanese!)

“Ahh! Sh1t!”

Diana yelled something in Spanish, shaking her b00bs and hair wildly as she began her spurt.

A pleasure of entirely different dimensions assailed my c0ck. It was as if everything before had been mere prelude – now true s3x was beginning.

Diana’s wicked vaginal walls clamped down on my c0ck, refusing to let go. With exquisite pressure reminiscent of a skilled handjob, yet far surpassing it in the way her folds entwined my c0ck, they enveloped me completely.

The movements themselves were quite intense. Straddling someone and moving your hips up and down is probably quite a workout, but Diana moves her hips rhythmically like an athlete.

“Aa! Me, Bengoo–” (Ahh! I’m coming–)

As her hips continued their vigorous, snakelike motion, Diana kept shouting something. Her moans were so erotic and almost cute that my c0ck grew even harder.

“Aa! Gurande! Mui Gurande!!” (Ahh! Big! Very big!!)

As her hips continued their vigorous, snakelike motion, Diana kept shouting something. Her moans were so erotic and almost cute that my c0ck grew even harder.

Even in the final sprint, Diana’s hips didn’t stop. If anything, they accelerated further, trying to squeeze every last drop of semen from my balls.

Getting fucked by such a lewd woman… I was already—

“Aaah! I’m cumming! Being milked dry by your pvssy!”

“Aaaaaah!”

As I came, Diana let out a moan that almost sounded like she was being violated.

What a seductive woman she is, I thought.

The br3asts swaying before me, the impossibly beautiful n1pples, the pvssy that seemed to milk me dry, the black hair plastered to her skin with sweat, the massive ass that I’d be grabbing if it weren’t bound—all of it was the epitome of eroticism.

This wasn’t just about American women.

The world was filled with women this erotic.

“Ah! Ah!”

I came multiple times, each release as voluminous as the last.

With every spurt of semen pounding against her cervix, Diana gasped repeatedly.

She let out the sexiest moans in my ear, as if to tell me, “This is real s3x.”

I knew without a doubt that this was the biggest ejaculation I’d ever had.

The reserves of semen I’d been holding back during handjobs and fellatio had been completely emptied by her technique and that divine pvssy.

I’d never come so much in my entire life.

The volume, frequency, and intensity—everything was sustaining at a level that even surprised me.

“Maldito japonés” (Damn Japanese)

Diana, her breathing ragged, murmured something into my ear.

At the same moment, she collapsed against me.

Her br3asts—surprisingly soft yet with remarkable resilience—pressed against my chest and face.

With the glans still kissing the cervix, I was savoring what might be the best moment of my life.