The Practical Exam (4)
Lick. Lick. I slowly teased the tip of Seo Woojin’s glans with the tip of my tongue. I was busy wiping down his… penis… with a wet wipe that had already gone lukewarm.
"Nngh… … … Phuu…."
Honestly speaking, it didn’t exactly taste good. Well, it’s not like I did this expecting it to taste good, but still.
"Ugh, ngh… slurp…."
…It tastes bad. It tastes so bad that I’m thinking I’ll never do this again. It’s gross. I felt it when I was hesitantly licking it on the side while Yozora was busy performing fellatio, but it really is gross. Is it because another woman licked it first? No, that’s not it—it just tastes bad. If I actually felt like this tasted good, wouldn’t I need to go to a mental hospital immediately…? That’s how bad it tastes.
The reason I see fellatio so often in fiction must be because the taste is definitely not the point. It’s just that this composition is particularly erotic, right? A man looking down from above. A woman kneeling beneath him, eyes rolled upward, busy sucking his cock. …Is it called a sense of conquest? You know that thing men really like? If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have bothered doing something like this.
So, now that I’ve realized the reality of it, I should just spit it out and be done with it.
"…Bleh…. Haa… … Phuu…."
But because of the smell that comes with the taste. Because of the… male scent… that fills my nasal cavity. My tongue keeps moving on its own. It’s less intense than the smell of semen, but this, too, is… …good.
"Slurp… mmm-ngh…."
…It’s not as lewd as if I were in heat, but it’s persistent. Just like I saw so much in the manga Yozora recommended, I take his cock deeper into my mouth, little by little. If I do this, will he shoot his semen for me again? If he does, will I be able to smell that sweet scent of semen again? It was amazing even when I only smelled it from afar, not directly, so what would happen if I smelled it this close?
Perhaps this time, it won’t end with just me bringing out my ears and tail. Before I knew it, my hand, which had been 'pretending' to wipe him, stopped at the base. I forgot my purpose of 'wiping off the juice' and focused on getting the entire glans into my mouth. My slightly parted lips stretched wider and wider, until finally, I gulped down the very tip into my mouth.
"Buh…. Ph-ngh…. … … Slurp…."
…I felt it earlier, but the shaft really is incredibly hard. It hurts if my teeth accidentally touch it, so I have to be careful not to let them graze him. Um… after holding this much in my mouth, should I suck on it like a straw? Still, since my tongue is soft, wouldn’t it feel better if I licked it with my tongue? …Ah, come to think of it, in that 'pure romance' manga Yozora recommended, there was a scene where the man orders the woman to lick it gently, as if it tastes delicious….
"Nngh…. Ngh…."
Like this? I sucked hard, enough to make lewd slurping sounds between my lips…. …Ugh. Something feels wrong. Above all, to lick it 'as if it tastes delicious'—if I actually did that, I’d die of embarrassment…. I’m not a pervert, what is that?
"Phaaa…. Haa…. Haaa…."
When I spat out the cock that had been jammed in my mouth to catch my breath, I saw it before me, covered in saliva, unlike the dry state it was in before. To be precise, it was only covered in saliva where it had entered my mouth—past the glans… so, from about the 25% mark, it was the same as before.
…My mouth was already full just from that…, and it was only 25%? If I were to do something like deep-throating, I’d have to swallow the rest, right? 25%? Hmm. Even just imagining it, that’s… impossible, impossible, impossible. Absolutely not. Yeah. Even if we did something like 'duty sex' like in the manga, it would be the same. If I put all of that in, it wouldn’t just end with it pleasantly poking the back of my cervix; it would be like being raped, pressed down until there was no empty space left in my uterus, and I’d inevitably pass out while spraying fluids in a pathetic display. Just like the tropes that appear so often in the manga Yozora recommended.
Haaa…. If it were just two finger-widths smaller than that, maybe… …Forget it. Forget it. Anyway, I don’t have the slightest intention of having sex with Woojin. I just want to smell that semen one more time.
"…Sua."
"…Nng…?"
Just then, Seo Woojin’s voice reached me.
"Are you really wiping off the juice?"
"…."
Along with that incredibly stinging question.
"…! I, I was wiping it…! …The juice."
"Is that so?"
"Anyone could see I was wiping the juice…."
"…."
"…I wiped it with the tissue. And… with my tongue…."
"That’s strange. If you wipe it with your tongue, it’s actually dirtier…."
"L-look, look! Like this, with my tongue…. Nngh…."
Seo Woojin asked with a faint hint of laughter. After finishing my rambling explanation to him, I took his cock back into my mouth before he could ask another difficult question. …Actually, I don’t even know what I just said. I’m saying things that don’t make sense and doing things that don’t make sense. It’s like I’ve become intoxicated without even knowing it.
I’ve never been drunk before, but it’s not like I don’t know what happens to people who are. Did I get a little mixed up while holding the orange juice and accepting a toast next to him? That’s strange. We didn’t even toast that hard to begin with, and even if we did, it would only be a few drops of soju at most—can you even get drunk on that? …I don’t know. I think I’m an idiot. No. I am an idiot. My parents said that I couldn’t even do the one thing that was supposed to be the easiest in the world, which was studying. If it’s not someone like me, who else would be an idiot?
"…Don’t keep licking it, spit it out for a second."
"Ph-hap…. Why, why…."
I had been busy licking his cock like a cat lapping up milk to avoid Seo Woojin’s questions. With a light sigh, Seo Woojin gently pushed my forehead away. …Because of that, the saliva I hadn’t managed to swallow stretched between his saliva-covered cock and my mouth