The Interview, Part 4
"What? You do that too?"
Dana answered without letting go of my balls as she rose to her feet.
"Before administering the medication, I have to check and record the size of your genitals and your semen volume. For comparison with the post-medication results, you see."
"Ah, I see."
Unable to look directly at the beautiful woman speaking in that soft, gentle voice right in front of me, I turned my head away as I answered and headed for the bed set against one side of the room.
The bed, similar to the examination beds used in hospitals, was covered with a clean white sheet. Pulling my robe closed as I approached it, I sat down on the edge.
"Please lie down and make yourself comfortable."
Dana, who had followed me to the bed, placed both hands on my chest and gently pushed me down onto it. Then she climbed up onto the bed after me.
She spread her legs and settled her knees on either side of my waist as she lay down, her robe falling open again, her bare palms pressed flat against my bare chest. The softness of her hands against my chest sent my heart racing.
As I lay on the mattress, which had little in the way of cushioning, Dana kept her hands where they were and brought her face close to mine.
"Do you have any particular fetish? The measurements have to be accurate, so I'll need to get you fully erect."
"Uh? Well... nothing special, really."
Scenes from all the videos I'd watched over the years flashed through my mind, but I didn't have the courage to say any of them out loud. At my words, Dana kept her smile and raised her upper body.
"Then I'll take the lead. Tell me anytime if there's something you want."
As she spoke, Dana moved her hands from my chest and slipped off her heels. With her upper body raised, I could feel her hips lightly pressing against my lower stomach and my cock. The sensation of a woman's clothing brushing against my bare skin was getting me worked up.
Kicking her shoes off to drop them beside the bed, Dana bent her knees and began turning her body around.
"Just a moment."
With her back to me and her rear pressed toward my chest, her feet slid in under both my armpits. Her stockings brushed against them, and I felt that distinctive silky texture.
With her feet buried deep beneath my arms, Dana began to lean forward slowly. Naturally, her hips rose from my chest, and before my eyes unfolded a scene I had only ever imagined.
Her legs spreading had flipped her dress up considerably, so her lower half was laid completely bare before me. Her peach-toned stockings were thigh-highs, connected to a black lace garter belt.
And between them sat a small pair of black panties. Plain black with no particular pattern, but tiny. The front was a long, narrow triangle that barely covered her mound, and the back was a thin strap that left her entire ass exposed.
The kind of panties foreigners called a thong.
Gulp.
I swallowed without meaning to. The room was so quiet that the sound rang out loud and clear. Unlike me, frozen solid as ice, Dana gently stroked my pubic hair with her hand.
"Mmm~. This could use a little trimming. And don't just sta~re at my pus~sy—feel free to pamper it all you like."
Her drawling, lingering way of pronouncing the word pussy made me swallow again. Then that huge ass of hers came down toward my face. At some point the dress had ridden all the way up past her hips.
I could see the thick, plump mound barely hidden by those tiny panties, and the outer lips just slightly peeking out. As the sight drew closer to my face, my cock rose past ninety degrees and began toppling toward my stomach.
Then I felt Dana's breath on my shaft.
Whoo~
Along with the sound of her breath, Dana pursed her lips and blew a soft stream of air onto my cock.
"Please hurry up and inspect this lecherous pus~sy that gets soaked through just from smelling a cock."
Trembling faintly, I raised my hands and carefully brought them to the enormous ass hovering before my face.
Squish.
My shaking hands made contact with both cheeks, and I gingerly applied pressure.
"Ahhn~"
I paused at her moan, but the feel of her in my palms urged me on, and I began kneading her in earnest.
"Ahhn~ I like that. Then I'll help myself as well~~"
Dana's soft hand wrapped around my cock. Something moist and warm touched the head, then something pliant brushed across it. Her lips and tongue.
She suckled the head like it was a piece of candy, ran her tongue from the base of my shaft all the way up—she used every technique imaginable as she licked and sucked at me.
"Hah—hah! Hah~"
Under the intense stimulation, I clutched her ass hard, hands gripping tight, and simply surrendered to the pleasure.
"Hmm~. I'd say you're fully erect now. Since I need you to stay hard for the measurement, focus on my wet pus~sy. Play with it as much as you want."
As she spoke, Dana kept her right hand supporting her weight and reached back with only her left to pull down her tiny panties. She had a garter belt on, but since the panties sat outside the straps, nothing got in the way.
As her slender fingers drew the small black panties down, I could see a translucent strand stretching between the fabric and her pussy. When the panties dropped past mid-thigh, the strand broke—proof of just how thoroughly her juices were overflowing.
Without taking her mouth off my cock, Dana braced her weight on her right hand and worked her leg with her left alone, drawing the panties off her foot. Then she spread her legs again and positioned her lower half in front of my face.
I had been staring at the panties dangling from her right foot; now I looked at the pussy that had come right up to my face with nothing left to hide it.
Dana's pussy was immaculate. There was a small patch of neatly trimmed hair above her sex, but below it she was smooth all the way to her anus. With her legs spread, her outer lips had parted to shamelessly reveal her soaked pink inner folds.
Like the one I'd seen on Ms. Youngmi earlier, Dana's clitoris was swollen stiff and proudly announcing its presence. Smaller than Youngmi's, but still the size of my pinky nail.
Gulp.
Having swallowed yet again, I cupped Dana's ass with both hands, lifted my head slightly, and brought my nose close to her pussy.
There was a faintly musky, tangy scent—not unpleasant. No, strangely enough, it was the kind of smell I wanted to keep breathing in. I pressed my nose even closer and inhaled deeply.
"Ahhn~. That tickles."
My breath made Dana wiggle her hips a little, but she didn't pull away from my face. If anything, she lowered herself slightly until her pussy touched my nose. Her damp juices smeared across it, and the scent grew even stronger.
Unable to hold back any longer, I squeezed hard with both hands and pulled her lower body down onto me.
Then I opened my mouth wide and dove into that drenched clam.
"Ahah~! Ahhn, yes! Right there. Ah! Not too rough~. Ahhn~ I still have to measure your cock, so ah~ don't suck so hard... Ahhn~ that's good~ just... ah~ just be gentle with me, please."
Despite asking me to be gentle, Dana dropped her hips lower still, pressing her pussy even more firmly against my mouth.
I sucked down the juices filling my mouth as I ran my tongue over her entire pussy. Her nectar didn't have any particularly strong taste. It was faintly flavored, like a fruit drink they tell you to sip instead of water—present, but hard to name.
But the simple fact that I was drinking the nectar of a breathtakingly beautiful woman set my blood on fire. Every time I paused my sucking to stretch my tongue out and tease her clit, Dana shuddered through her whole body and let out a loud moan.
"Ahhn~ ngh~ yes. A little more.. no, gently— I have to mea~sure your cock, Juhan~ Ahhong~ Your erect length is 11.5—no, 11.8 centimeters. Ahhn."
Even as she moaned continuously and rocked her body, Dana measured the length of my cock with a tape. Hearing the length of my cock for the first time in my life, I paid it no mind and stayed focused on her pussy.
Having taken the measurement, Dana stopped talking and took my cock back into her mouth.
"Ahhn~ ri~ght the—re, ha~rder, th..at's ex..actly—ah, so good~~ ahhh—aaah."
With my cock in her mouth, her words came out slurred and imprecise. Her moans climbed higher and louder. Feeling a rush of euphoria at how she reacted to my sucking, I zeroed in on the clit that responded so clearly.
The moment I began sucking on the firm, jelly-like little bud, Dana's body shook even harder.
"Aahh~! Not the~re— ngh!! I can't... I'm going to— ahhn~ I'm coming~ I'm coming! Commiiing~~~"
Dana released my cock, buried her face between my thigh and my shaft, grabbed my cock with her left hand, and convulsed from head to toe. With her cheek pressed against my cock, I could feel her ragged breaths pulsing against it.
As Dana cried out that final word at her climax, water came bursting out of her pussy. A squirting orgasm. I'd been sucking her clit, so her liquid erupted all over my lips.
There was so much of it that even my hair—combed neatly for the interview—got soaked. The liquid that gushed out was clear and carried no foul odor. Having just experienced in the flesh something I'd only ever seen in porn, I pulled my mouth from Dana's pussy and laid my head back on the firm pillow.
"Ahhn~ ahhn~~ ah~hh ahhn~"
Panting hard against my cock, Dana collapsed completely onto my body. Only then did my eyes catch the sight of her pussy, opening and closing in time with her tremors. It looked exactly like a living clam.
From where I lay, I could see her asshole clenching and fluttering along with her pussy. And before I knew it, my hands had left her hips and my fingertip was pressing against that anus.
"Oh!! Not that far."
The instant my finger touched her twitching hole, Dana sprang upright and spoke. Then she turned around and sat down on my stomach, straightening her back.
Startled, thinking I'd made some kind of mistake, I stared up at her—and she smiled brightly, leaned her upper body down, and brought her face close to mine.
"If you want my ass too, you're welcome to use it anytime, but right now collecting your semen comes first. Please be patient just for today."
As she spoke, Dana reached up with her left hand and opened the drawer on the bed, taking something out. I lifted my head to look—a clear plastic container. A round cylindrical bottle with a blue lid, the kind of specimen container you see at hospitals.
"Tsk tsk. You're soaked through, aren't you? I'm sorry. You can wash up once the collection is finished, so please bear with it a little longer. Now then, let's begin the semen collection."
Stroking my tousled hair, Dana leaned down close to my face where I lay. And without a moment's hesitation, she kissed me.
Mwah~ mwah~ shluuurp~~ mwah~~
Her tongue pushed boldly through my closed lips and entwined with mine. Caught off guard for a moment, I quickly recovered, wrapped both arms around her back with the hands I'd let fall away, and started kissing her back with equal fervor.
For a long while we sucked at each other's saliva with tongue and lips alike. Then Dana lifted her head and pulled away from me. Disappointed, I raised my head to follow her, but chasing her from flat on my back only went so far.
"Just relax and enjoy yourself. Let me know when you're about to finish."
Having said her piece, Dana—perhaps finding it uncomfortable—pulled the panties off her right foot. I stared at the small crumpled black fabric. Then she spoke.
"Oh my? Are you interested in my underwear? These are filthy panties, soaked completely through with my pussy juice, you know."
Looking at me, Dana gave her panties a little shake with her right hand.
"Huh? Ah~ well, that is..."
I stammered and, without meaning to, clicked my tongue. Seeing that, Dana smiled faintly and dropped the panties right onto my face with a soft pat.
"Enjoy them to your heart's content."
With that, Dana slid smoothly down toward my legs. The feel of her pussy dragging across my rock-hard cock as she passed over it made me flinch.
Sitting down below my knees, Dana parted my legs slightly and settled her body between them. Then she bowed her head and took my cock into her mouth once more.
Her left hand was occupied holding the container, so with her right alone she stroked my balls and the underside of my shaft as she sucked me harder than before.
Shuuup~ shup~ sseup~ shup~ churip~~ shuup~
"Hah!"
The stimulation was fiercer than before—I threw my head back and snatched Dana's panties from my face with my left hand. Then I pressed them to my nose.
The smell of freshly laundered fabric and detergent, mingled with the scent of Dana's skin and her pussy juices—my mind couldn't take it.
"Haahk~ heuhk!"
Shup~ sseup! shoooop~ shuup~ chururup~~
Along with the soft moans spilling out of me unbidden, I felt the surge of my release rising. It hadn't even been that long since Dana had started sucking me in earnest, and part of me thought I should hold out a little longer—but her sucking was simply too much to resist.
She swallowed my cock to the root and sucked it like a vacuum cleaner; she pumped me with her lips while her supple tongue swept down the length of my shaft—not a single thing she did was anything less than electrifying.
"Ahk! It's coming. I'm about to come! I'm coming~"
The moment I announced it, Dana swiftly flipped open the container's lid, pulled her mouth away, and began stroking my cock rapidly with her right hand. Feeling the pressure of her soft feminine fingers, I erupted at once.
Spurt~ spurt~ spuuu~
Dana positioned the container with perfect precision, catching every spurt of semen as it flew. Then she gripped my cock hard from base to tip with her right hand and stroked upward, milking out even the last dregs left inside.