Ch.360360. The Price of Impulse

What Hwa Nabi had in her hand for the “big penalty” she mentioned was none other than my stiff member.

My thing, already hardened to its limit from our prolonged kissing, sprang up like a coiled spring when Hwa Nabi barely touched it with her finger, standing proudly at attention.

“…How long have you been holding back?”

“Probably at least thirty minutes…?”

“Mmm, so that’s why it’s gotten this big…”

With my member in her hand, Hwa Nabi grasped the shaft with delicate fingers as if handling a baby, then gently rubbed the underside of the glans with her thumb. Being stimulated at a man’s most sensitive spot made my shoulders twitch with pleasure.

Seemingly excited at finding my weak point, Hwa Nabi looked up at me with wide eyes. She didn’t say anything, but her pupils trembled slightly with moisture. She seemed just as excited as I was, though probably for slightly different reasons.

If I was excited due to primal instinct, Hwa Nabi seemed to find me adorable. The way she looked at me was like someone gazing at something cute—anyone who wasn’t a fool could tell.

Hwa Nabi formed a ring with her fingers, fitted it perfectly around the tip of my member, and stroked up and down the shaft.

She worked diligently, even using her wrist snap, stimulating my member skillfully as if familiar with such service… I couldn’t just stay still, so I moved my fingers toward her lower abdomen.

I gently rubbed the cute protruding part just below her lower abdomen while kissing her lips. The stimulation must have been intense, as Hwa Nabi flinched and clung to me. I whispered in her ear.

“Aren’t you going to touch my cock?”

“Mmm, wait… you keep touching my clit…”

“We’re supposed to touch each other.”

“I never said… ah! Hah! You could touch my clit…!”

What fool asks permission to touch such places? Swallowing my true thoughts, I carefully rubbed the plump area below her abdomen with my fingertips.

I lightly pressed around her hairless mound with my finger, then moved in circular motions… Hwa Nabi’s hips twitched momentarily as if feeling an electric sensation.

Making sure my fingers didn’t touch directly, I gently tapped the protruding part while kissing her deeply with my tongue. Stimulated both above and below, she seemed to have trouble moving her fingers, instead clinging to me and just gripping my member tightly.

“Hah! Hnng! Haah! Huaaah…!”

“…Whew.”

With her making such erotic sounds right in my ear, it was getting harder to hold back. I moved my fingers lower from where I’d been rubbing her lower abdomen, inserting my fingertips inside the plump mound.

The warm, slick feeling suggested that foreplay had been more than sufficient.

I grabbed Hwa Nabi’s pelvis as she panted with excitement. Then I lifted her slightly, aligned the tip of my member with her sticky wet entrance, and slowly inserted it.

As I expected, Hwa Nabi’s slick insides accepted my member with a squelching sound. I felt the glans scraping against the slippery vaginal walls as it went in, reaching the deepest part in one go.

“Huah! Hnng! Huuh…! Wait… darling, sex is just for a moment…!”

“Wait, what?”

“Just wait a moment… I’m still too sensitive… huah! Haaah…!”

“…Can’t wait.”

She had somehow released the hands we’d been holding, so I wrapped both my arms tightly around Hwa Nabi’s back and slowly thrust my hips upward.

Skin against skin, chest against chest, abdomen against abdomen pressed firmly together… the tip of my member and the deep inside of Hwa Nabi began to share a deep kiss. I thrust slowly and deeply, mercilessly pounding her insides to make her moan more erotically.

Having held back to my limit before making love, the electrifying pleasure seemed to race through my entire body from my waist. And it seemed the same for Hwa Nabi—each time I gently scraped her folds with my glans on the way down, she gasped for breath and clung to me like a deflated balloon, all strength gone from her body.

“Huah! Haah! Hmm, hik, haah, hnng… haaah, huuung…!”

“Ah, this is driving me crazy.”

“Hnng, huung, hik… why, why are you going crazy…?”

Though her eyes were hazily unfocused, she seemed to have heard me. Despite breathing heavily, she still responded to my casual remark. I found it so endearing that I gathered her disheveled hair in my hand and moved my hips.

Each time I repeated the vigorous up and down motion, the bathwater rippled. Water that couldn’t stay contained splashed onto the shower floor. The sound of water hitting the floor and the sound of our skin slapping together sounded similar—probably not just my imagination.

“Why? Obviously because of you, Nabi.”

“Huuh, huah, hmm… hek, because of me…? That shouldn’t happen…”

“This is why I’m going crazy…!”

Looking at Hwa Nabi, who was thinking of me even while breathing heavily from the pleasure, I felt a strange sense of conquest welling up inside me along with a certain impulse.

The selfish desire to mark this woman as mine surged… and my member throbbed strongly.

Having already held back to my limit, I didn’t hold back anymore. I simply surrendered to instinct, held my woman tightly, and without thinking of consequences, poured out my desire as if expelling everything I had.

“Huang, hnng…! Haah, haa, haah, huung, huuung…!”

“…Ungh.”

Hwa Nabi’s insides kept squeezing my member, constantly contracting to suck out the remaining semen.

As I slowly withdrew my deeply inserted member, I kissed Hwa Nabi as a thank you for enduring so well.

When our lips barely touched and separated, she stared at me with unfocused eyes as if wanting more. I gently stroked her hair and pressed my lips to hers again.

“Hmm… chu, darling, did you cum a lot…?”

“Yes, thanks to you.”

“Heh, was it enough?”

“Well… a little? But you need to rest too.”

“Mmm, I’m fine though…”

“…Are you asking for more?”

“Not exactly, but if you want to…?”

If Hwa Nabi doesn’t mind, I have no intention of declining. I nodded and placed my hands on her waist, turning her to face the direction where water was overflowing, then grabbed her pelvis from behind. Since we’d done it once from the front, now we should do it from behind.

With her luscious buttocks facing me, I grabbed and kneaded them with my palms, making Hwa Nabi emit erotic sounds while wiggling her bottom as if asking for more. Watching this scene, I felt a strange sadistic urge, so I grabbed her buttocks with both hands, kneaded them hard, and simultaneously thrust my member deep inside her.

“Huuh, hnng…! Haaah, huah, huaaang…!”

When I inserted it fully to the deepest point, Hwa Nabi trembled and covered her mouth with one hand. I glanced at her upper body to check, and saw her other hand firmly planted on the shower floor.

There was no worry about her falling, so I could start. As I carefully moved my hips, gently scraping her insides that threatened to spread open, she tried to stifle her erotic sounds by completely covering her lips with her palm.

But when I inserted my member to the root and pounded her buttocks, pleasant moans escaped despite her efforts. Seemingly unable to hold back herself, she desperately tightened her insides while gasping with moans that were neither crying nor laughing. For her sake, I inserted my member to the deepest point and back, firmly pressing against the soft end wall.

“Huah, haaah, hnng…! This isn’t, huuk, you can’t press the womb…!”

“I’m going to do it harder, so hold on tight.”

“Wait, wait…! Darling, haah, huaah…! Huuung…!”

When I pressed and rubbed against her cervix, which had descended as if to meet my member, Hwa Nabi let out a high, sensual cry and tightened her insides.

Instinctively realizing the tightening was because I’d hit her weak spot, I thrust my hips forcefully to repeatedly tap her cervix, seeking an even more honest response.

“…Is this your weak spot?”

“Hah, haa, huuk… my womb is sensitive. So there…! Huah, huaang…!”

When the protruding part strongly met the tip of my member, a rather lewd moan escaped Hwa Nabi’s lips. The tightening momentarily intensified then slightly loosened—it seemed she had climaxed without my permission.

I placed my hand on Hwa Nabi’s buttocks and gently tapped them. A nasal “huuuh” sound came from her, and she raised her bottom as if asking for more taps.

After tapping the naughty bottom once more, I bent down and pressed close. After rubbing her earlobe gently, which made her shoulders twitch, I placed my hand on top of Hwa Nabi’s head and whispered closely.

“Nabi, did you just cum by yourself?”

“Huuh… yes, I came by myself…”

“I haven’t finished yet, why did you go ahead on your own?”

“Well… when you pressed my womb, it felt too good. I’m sorry for cumming on my own…!”

Her cheeks turned bright red, apparently embarrassed by her honest admission, but I had no intention of letting her off.

I grabbed and kneaded Hwa Nabi’s soft breasts hard, then rubbed her erect nipples with my thumb and index finger while deeply inserting my member to rub her cervix.

Like a cat raising its tail, Hwa Nabi straightened her upper body and tightened her insides strongly. I gently rubbed her nipples as if caressing a baby while moving my hips to thoroughly ravage her insides, and Hwa Nabi’s breathing became increasingly irregular.

“Haah, hua, huung, huuh, hnng…!”

“Nabi, I’m going to finish inside.”

“Huah, yees, huung, inside, cum lots inside me…!”

Like a beast mating rather than a human, I covered Hwa Nabi from behind, kneaded her breasts, and reached my second climax.

Since I was finishing inside, I pressed the tip of my member against her cervix at the deepest point and poured everything out. Hwa Nabi, though panting, gently squeezed to help finish.

After completing the second time, which felt more intense than the first, I withdrew my member and placed it on Hwa Nabi’s buttocks. Perhaps because I had filled her insides, my shaft and tip were covered with a mixture of her juices and something sticky dripping down.

“Nabi, can I take a picture?”

“…Haaang, huuk, heh, huuuh…!”

They say silence means consent, and since she seemed unable to speak, I took the liberty of using Hwa Nabi’s phone to take a photo.

The result was quite a sight. My member, covered in fluids, resting on Hwa Nabi’s firm buttocks—anyone could tell it was a photo taken right after lovemaking.

“…”

Since I’d started taking pictures, I should try different angles. I grabbed Hwa Nabi’s waist, which had gone limp from exhaustion, and had her lean against me. Then I took a picture of us while gently caressing her chest area as if cupping it with my hand.

“Wow… this is too erotic.”

“Huu, haa… darling, what are you doing…?”

“Nothing much. Just taking some photos.”

“Photos…?”

She seemed to react to the word “photos,” showing interest despite catching her breath.

“Yes, I thought it might be fun to look at later.”

“Ah… I see. But if you want to look at it later, wouldn’t a video be better than photos…?”

“If we record a video like this, it would look like an adult video no matter what we do, don’t you think?”

I whispered while kneading the underside of her breasts, making Hwa Nabi’s waist tremble slightly. Though she seemed fine on the surface, she was apparently still feeling the aftereffects of our lovemaking.

“P-photos aren’t much different, are they…?”

“No, photos are fine. If we show them to others, we can just say they were taken for a photo shoot.”

“What kind of photo shoot involves touching breasts while covered in semen…? Even adult film actors wouldn’t do that.”

“…Are you talking back to your husband now?”

I kneaded her breasts once more while taking another photo. Click—the image captured Hwa Nabi’s breasts bulging between my fingers.

When I showed Hwa Nabi the photo—erotic at a glance, not just upon close inspection—her face turned bright red. Without a mirror, she probably hadn’t realized how she looked, but seeing how erotic she appeared in the photo made her suddenly embarrassed.

“D-darling…! Wait, this is too erotic…!”

“So what if it’s a little erotic? It’s not like we’re showing it to others anyway.”

“Still, there should be some limits…!”

She kept talking back as she gradually regained her senses. This wouldn’t do. I subtly embraced Hwa Nabi’s shoulders and said:

“Nabi. You said earlier you’d grant me one request, right?”

“Yes, I did… say that.”

“I’ll make that request now. Let’s take some erotic photos together.”

“Haven’t we already taken erotic photos…?”

“What’s erotic about touching breasts? Those are just wholesome photos. Come here. Let’s start with using your breasts.”

“W-wait. Don’t tell me you want to take photos of me pleasuring your cock with my breasts…?”

“You said you’d grant any request. Was that a lie?”

“Alright, fine. I’ll do it, but you take the photos yourself…”