Ch.239239. A Prank, If You Call It That

As the joke about playing around suddenly hit me, I was overcome with anxiety. Considering how she kept breathing on me while hugging me just now, she must have been planning this for quite a while. Thanks to this command, Hwa Nabi now had a legitimate excuse to tease me as much as she wanted, didn’t she?

Normally, I could have just waited while imagining what she might do. But now I was about to get payback for trying to tease her. Unconsciously, I shifted my lower body backward, trying to escape this situation. Not that it helped much, since I was blocked by the headboard of the bed.

“What are you doing?”

Hwa Nabi moved toward my feet, then quickly turned around. She raised her smooth thighs, straightened her back, and looked down at me from slightly above. Her gaze was incredibly fierce.

“Spread your thighs and move your hands.”

As if refusing to accept any objection, Hwa Nabi coldly spoke while placing her hand on my thigh. It was a clear message to move my hands before she forced me to.

Though she didn’t say it explicitly, I understood her intention and obediently removed my hands that were covering my private area. As I did, my secretly enlarged member was exposed to the world, asserting its presence.

“Why is it hard when I haven’t done anything yet?”

“Well, because I’ve been pressed against you this whole time…”

It’s impossible not to have lewd thoughts when pressed against my girlfriend. Probably every man in the world would feel the same.

I was about to add that when Hwa Nabi approached closer on her knees. Then suddenly, she firmly gripped the base of my member with her right hand and applied pressure with her entire palm.

“If it was this hard, why didn’t you do anything?”

Hwa Nabi asked while squeezing my member and gradually pressing it, looking me in the eyes. The emotions in her emerald eyes were resentment, betrayal, and a hint of excitement.

The reason she felt betrayed was probably because I had set the mood but didn’t do anything. Knowing this well, I had nothing to say.

“Well…”

“Forget it, don’t make excuses.”

Cutting me off, Hwa Nabi pressed her thumb hard against the vein of my member. Usually, this kind of touch would be gentle, but both her tone and intensity made it clear that she was upset with me.

…Yet that pressure felt strangely good. I must be an idiot—feeling pleasure rather than remorse in this situation probably means I have serious issues.

“Your cock is twitching, feels good, huh?”

“Anyone would react that way if you touch them like that.”

“Right, as long as you feel good, that’s all that matters, isn’t it?”

“I didn’t say that…”

As I unconsciously mumbled an excuse, the pressure from her palm gripping my member gradually increased. As if trying to forcefully squeeze something out, she applied pressure while staring directly at my face.

“Fine, then I’ll make you feel even better.”

Hwa Nabi leaned her upper body forward and kissed me. Naturally, the gap between my upper and lower teeth widened, and her tongue slipped through. I gently sucked on her soft tongue tip while keeping my eyes slightly open.

She had already closed her eyes and was feeling my thigh with her left hand before finding my right hand and interlocking our fingers tightly. She was making sure I couldn’t escape.

Her intention was obvious, and it went against my plans… but I didn’t push her away. After all, I did feel bad about what I’d done to her.

As I remained still with mixed feelings, Hwa Nabi began moving her hand up and down my member. Starting by firmly gripping the base, she moved up the shaft until her thumb and index finger reached just below the head, making large strokes.

Being stimulated by her hand on my member and her tongue in my mouth intensified the pleasure beyond normal. Even though we hadn’t been intimate for long, I was already close to climaxing.

I carefully wrapped my other arm around Hwa Nabi. Since I was about to ejaculate, I wanted to be close to her if it was going to happen. It might get a bit messy, but we could just wash up together in the bathroom afterward. It was somewhat selfish thinking, but my mind was too hazy to consider anything else.

The feeling of climax was intensifying, and just a little more stimulation would do it. I hadn’t realized until now that hand stimulation could feel this good in its own way, having only experienced oral or breast stimulation before. Just as I was thinking this, right at the moment of climax…

“…Hmm, that’s enough.”

Hwa Nabi’s hand, which had been stroking my member, suddenly stopped. Our lips separated as well, and I couldn’t reach climax as the pleasure disappeared.

Why did she suddenly stop? Was something wrong? As I tried to think through my foggy mind, I saw Hwa Nabi smiling seductively in my blurry vision.

“Were you about to cum?”

Hwa Nabi gently applied pressure with the palm of her hand still gripping my member. My already sensitive member interpreted even this as intense stimulation. Just a little more, just a tiny bit more would have been enough to climax.

She seemed to know this too, as she held my member firmly without moving at all. Finally sensing something was off, I slowly unwrapped my arm from around her.

“You, don’t tell me…”

“Yes, exactly what you’re thinking.”

“You did that on purpose?”

“Yes, I told you I was going to play a prank on you, didn’t I? Plus, I got to get revenge too. I thought maybe this would help you understand how I felt earlier.”

“Even if that was your intention, how did you know exactly when to stop?”

“How many times have we had sex? I’d be stupid not to know.”

Hwa Nabi spoke with a radiant smile, clearly enjoying the situation. Unlike her, I was in absolute agony. Even so, what kind of revenge is this? Men feel extremely uncomfortable when stopped right before ejaculation. Incredibly, indescribably uncomfortable.

It’s like setting up a line of dominoes but the last one doesn’t fall. It feels like there’s a hole in my chest—it would have been better if she hadn’t done anything at all.

Honestly, I want to finish by myself. But there’s nothing more embarrassing than masturbating in front of my girlfriend because I couldn’t hold back.

I swallowed hard and met Hwa Nabi’s gaze. Then I spoke briefly.

“Earlier, I…”

“No need to make excuses.”

“Huh?”

“Skip the excuses and just experience what I felt for the remaining time. That way, you won’t play such pranks again.”

Would she forgive me if I told her now that it wasn’t a prank? No, she’d probably punish me even more for being inconsiderate. Giving up on excuses, I sighed softly—essentially surrendering.

Hwa Nabi had about seven minutes left to do whatever she wanted with me. A promise is a promise, so I just need to endure that time. As she tapped my member with her fingers, she moved her upper body slightly backward and lay down between my thighs.

“…Mmm, *kiss*. *suck*… Mmm.”

She immediately took my member in her mouth and began gently sucking while stimulating the tendon behind the head with her tongue. The second prank had begun abruptly.

Hwa Nabi tapped the protruding part where the head meets the shaft with her pursed lips and looked up at me. Our eyes met in midair. Noticing my gaze, she licked my member more provocatively while smiling with her eyes.

Her eyebrows curved like half-moons, looking incredibly pretty, but for some reason, it sent chills down my spine. I wasn’t sure if it was because her oral service felt good or if there was another reason.

“*kiss*… Ah, mmm… *suck*, *kiss*…”

The stimulation from Hwa Nabi’s mouth to my member grew stronger. Her lips pursed and relaxed, changing shape and tapping the head, which felt incredibly good. When I unconsciously trembled my lower body, she reached out and grabbed my left hand. Then she did the same with my right hand, interlocking our fingers and pulling slightly.

“Ah… *suck*, mmm… *kiss*, where are you going?”

“No, I wasn’t trying to go anywhere…”

“Don’t leave, stay by my side. …Mmm, *suck*.”

Her voice was melting and sweet, as if she were being coquettish, which gave me strange feelings. It felt more like a request than a command. I had no intention of running away in the first place, but her words made me feel like I really should stay by her side.

The service was so full of affection that it felt too good… but if I let this continue, she’d probably stop right before I climaxed again. If that happened again, it would be extremely frustrating. I needed to think of something.

“…Getting close to cumming, aren’t you?”

Just as the pleasure intensified and I squeezed our interlocked hands, Hwa Nabi noticed with uncanny perception and asked first. There was no point denying it now that she knew.

My hands were trapped in hers, so I couldn’t use them, and my body was similarly constrained. Unable to move my lower body, my options were limited. The only method available to me was verbal persuasion.

After considering how to respond, I chose the direct approach. There was no point making excuses to Hwa Nabi when she was so determined, so I decided to simply apologize honestly.

“Hey, Nabi.”

“Yes, honey?”

“I was wrong.”

“What did you do wrong?”

Even as she asked, Hwa Nabi’s mouth didn’t stop. The soft tongue and lips stimulating my member in this situation meant I could only hold out for about twenty seconds at most.

Tensing my toes to endure, I barely managed to answer.

“Pretending not to know when I actually did…?”

“And what else?”

“Huh? What else is there?”

“Yes, mmm… *kiss*, there’s one more thing.”

No matter how much I thought about it, there wasn’t anything else. What else could there be? I tried hard to think with my frozen mind, but it was impossible to recall anything more. The intense stimulation and pleasure rising through my member interfered with my thoughts.

I pulled our interlocked hands slightly toward me. Looking directly into Hwa Nabi’s eyes, I said sincerely:

“I’m sorry, I don’t know. Can’t you let me off just this once?”

“You want me to forgive someone who doesn’t even know what they did wrong?”

“In exchange, I’ll grant you one wish later. Isn’t that enough?”

“…Just one?”

“Then two, no, three wishes. Is that okay?”

“Really? You’ll really grant three wishes?”

“Yes, really. I swear to heaven I will.”

I said it with a “whatever” mentality. I was about to cum, and if this ejaculation was interrupted too, I thought I might really go crazy.

It seemed to have some effect, as Hwa Nabi’s oral service noticeably slowed down. This would make it a bit more bearable… or so I thought.

“…Mmm, *kiss*. Ah, haa, *suck*…!”

Hwa Nabi’s lips and tongue intensely stimulated my entire head. Her closed lips tapped the front and back of the head while her soft tongue pressed against the tendon, moving up and down. The speed was so fast that the pleasure instantly intensified, and I could no longer hold back.

“Mmm, hnn, mmm…!”

“Ugh…”

I ejaculated intensely into Hwa Nabi’s mouth. The amount was so great that even she, who always received my ejaculation, struggled. Perhaps as a reaction to having been denied earlier, this climax seemed twice as intense as usual.

While she swallowed with erotic moans, my member continued to throb and release semen. There was so much that I tried to let go of her hands, worried it might be too much for her, but she gripped my hands even tighter.

As if telling me not to run away, she held my hands firmly to prevent me from moving, and she kept my member in her mouth until I finished ejaculating. Then, as soon as I finished, she swallowed all the semen with a gulp.

“…Mmm, haaa.”

Hwa Nabi’s breath touched my member, which was still twitching from the intense aftermath. Looking lovingly at my twitching member, she lightly licked the head.

“Did that feel good, honey?”

Hwa Nabi asked while tapping my head with her tongue, making eye contact with me. She was still holding my hands tightly. I exhaled a hot sigh and replied.

“Yes, it felt good.”

“Heh, good. Now let’s settle our accounts, shall we?”

“…What accounts?”

“You said you’d grant my wishes.”

Hwa Nabi smiled meaningfully as she slowly approached and straddled my thighs, facing me. Sensing something ominous in that smile, I quickly added:

“Just to be clear, nothing weird.”

“What’s ‘weird’?”

“Well, for example, asking to increase the wishes to a hundred…”

“Come on, I have a conscience too. I wouldn’t do that.”

Does that mean anything else is fair game? Is that just my imagination? Feeling I should warn her in advance, I was about to say something more when Hwa Nabi’s hand moved downward.

Then she firmly gripped my member, which had just lost its strength after ejaculating, and quietly smiled.

“Well then, first.”

“…First?”

“Let’s get my honey’s cock hard again, shall we?”