The Man with Hypnotic Powers Doesn't Hold Back the Second Time Around-Chapter 280

"No, I just need to mentally prepare myself."

"Don’t worry. This’ll be much tamer than what that fox-woman pulled."

Shia, on the other hand, was the picture of calm.

She smiled with a confidence far beyond her usual demeanor.

The look alone was enough to make me uneasy.

"So, what are you going to— Wait, why did I end up drawing the short stick for this crap?"

"What exactly do you mean by that?"

-Squeeeze.

"——This, for example."

"……!!!!?"

Answering my concern, Shia’s foot reached out and grabbed my length.

The unfamiliar sensation sent a shiver through me.

"What the… is this…?"

"Come on, we’ve done plenty with our hands, haven’t we? So I’m using my feet this time! It’s called a footjob!"

"I mean, isn’t that kind of gross? Why would you even…?"

"Oh, don’t worry. Alice said you’d probably enjoy it~."

While I sat there dumbfounded, the pieces fell into place.

The likely scenario?

Alice had been the one to organize this.

Despite her innocent demeanor, she was frighteningly proactive.

She probably scoured the internet, found some "interesting" activities, and picked out a few to try.

And then… they drew lots.

Each wife was assigned a role, and Shia just happened to get stuck with the footjob.

Judging by her expression, she wasn’t exactly thrilled about it.

Her half-hearted demeanor said it all.

But still—

"Hnnngh…"

‘This is… quite the view.’

Shia sat straddling me, legs spread wide.

From my position, I had a full view of everything—her beautiful folds just beyond my shaft, her chest, and the way she looked down at me.

Compared to earlier with Alice, where I only saw her face, this was visually much more stimulating.

‘And on top of that….’

"This… actually feels kind of good?"

There were a few extra details that made this particularly exciting:

First, the fact that she was using her feet.

Leg strength naturally surpassed hand strength, meaning the stimulation was bound to be more intense. The thought alone had me caught between excitement and apprehension.

Second, the unique pressure of Shia’s lower body pressing down on me.

Her soft, curvaceous hips had just the right amount of weight to make it feel amazing.

"…Pfft. Yujin, don’t tell me you’re getting turned on just because you’re touching me."

"Y-yeah."

‘Her folds are just barely brushing against me—it’s driving me crazy.’

As Shia casually moved her foot, the tip of my shaft lightly grazed her petals.

Any man would be aroused in this situation.

Having her so close, right next to my length, was enough to send my mind into overdrive.

"I was worried, you know. Even you might feel insulted if someone used their foot to touch you."

"I thought the same thing at first, but…."

-Squeeeeze.

"Like it, you pervert?"

"Hhnnghh!!"

Her foot squeezed my shaft firmly.

She twisted her ankle slightly, pressing the arch of her foot into me with just the right amount of pressure.

The strange sensation, one that hands could never replicate, made me gasp involuntarily.

"Look at you, actually enjoying this. I’m such an idiot for worrying."

"Sorry… hnngh."

"Stay still. This is my first time doing this, and it’s slippery. If I mess up, I might stomp down on your balls."

"Hiiik…."

And then, Shia started moving her foot up and down.

Even though the position seemed challenging, she handled it with impressive technical skill.

Her flexibility was really something else.

"Mm… controlling the pressure is harder than I thought. Does it hurt?"

"It’s a little intense, but…"

"So you do want it harder? Geez, you pervert."

-Squeeeze.

"Hhnnghhh!!!?"

Pleasure flooded me instantly.

Even though I was still hypersensitive from my earlier release, the rough texture of her sole brushing against me sent waves of sensation through my body.

I couldn’t hold back a moan.

"Shia, this is a bit…"

"Is this good~? Our little loser, feeling good getting stepped on while my pussy’s right in front of you~?"

"…Y-yeah."

"Pfft. You’re such a damn pervert, aren’t you? If you ever tried sticking your dick in my pussy with your toes, I’d lose it, no matter how much I like you."

"……."

‘Looks like Shia’s really getting into this.’

Maybe my reaction was to her liking because Shia started hurling playful insults.

Of course, I wasn’t offended.

Her tone might have been teasing, but her voice was dripping with affection.

"Alright, I’ll tap your dick against my pussy a bit. How’s that? Bet you’d love to just stick it in right now, huh?"

"…Honestly, yeah. I’m really tempted."

"I’m getting a little worked up too, but we all agreed—no pussy tonight. So you’ll have to hold off."

"…Got it."

"Good boy. But I’ll press it like this instead, so relax~."

-Press.

Her approach shifted.

Before, she’d been sliding her foot up and down.

Now, she pressed my length against her folds, using her foot to push it down gently.

The feeling of her soft, warm lips parting slightly to encase my shaft was enough to drive me wild.

"Geez. You really like this, don’t you… hnngh♡."

"……."

‘And honestly, Shia’s enjoying this too, which makes it even better.’

The way her folds pressed and rubbed against me, coupled with her quiet moans, made it obvious she was getting turned on.

And knowing that she was enjoying herself made the experience even more thrilling for me.

Earlier, with Alice, I’d been the only one feeling good.

Sure, the pleasure was great, but there was a part of me that felt guilty, like I was being selfish.

This, though?

I was enjoying myself while Shia got worked up, her clit brushing against me with every motion.

It was mutual, and that made it feel even better.

Aside from the slight embarrassment of being teased with her foot, it was perfect.

‘Of course, if I said that out loud, Alice might sulk.’

"Hhnnghh… S-Shia…"

Her foot kept moving, making my shaft jerk slightly with each motion.

With every little tap against her petals, the tension in the air grew.

And whenever her excitement spiked…

-Press, press.

"Hnnngh♡ We’ve been having regular sex all the time, but this isn’t so bad either♡."

Shia used my shaft like a toy, pressing it firmly against her folds.

The prominent veins brushed lightly against her clit, while the length slid along her lips.

It might’ve been treating me like a tool, but I wasn’t complaining.

"Aah! Shia, you promised not to use your pussy!"

"I didn’t, hnnngh♡ insert it, did I?"

"How is rubbing it with your pussy any different from a handjob down there!?"

"Alice, honestly, your language is so crude…."

"That’s not the point! It’s a total foul, a cheat move!!"

Alice, watching from the side, voiced her disapproval loudly.

She turned to Aika for backup, hoping for an ally.

"…Hmm? I don’t see a problem with it."

"What!?"

"As long as there’s no actual penetration, what’s the harm? Besides, it seems like Yujin’s enjoying it."

"Aika, you too!?"

With the ever-kind Aika deeming it acceptable, the verdict came out 2-1 in favor of no problem.

Shia’s grin grew wider, clearly pleased with the outcome.

"Hnnngh… In that case, how about this?"

-Thump. Shia lifted her foot off me.

Even though she’d been pressing my shaft against her folds just moments ago, she now looked perfectly unbothered.

And then, she…

"Up we go."

"……!!!!?"

‘Wait, this isn’t sex… is it?’

…slid my length between her thighs.

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Shia’s greatest asset—what she often lamented as "lower body fat"—her soft, thick thighs enveloped me completely.

Alice was horrified.

"T-thighjob!? That’s practically pseudo-sex!!!"

"As long as it’s not actual penetration, it’s fair game, right, Aika?"

"Shia’s absolutely right. No problem at all."

"You’re so unfair! If I’d known, I would’ve just gone for a full-on handjob with my pussy too!"

The wives bickered amongst themselves, but their voices barely registered.

I was far too focused on the incredible sensation.

"Ohhh…"

"That good, huh?"

"Yeah. Amazing. This is the best."

"Pfft. Why are you suddenly talking like Haru?"

"It just means it’s that good."

Her plush thighs squeezed tightly around my shaft.

The pressure was perfect—firm but not overwhelming.

Even better, the heat of her folds was unmistakable.

Though I hadn’t entered her, I could feel how soaked she was, her sweet nectar seeping onto me.

It was obvious she was just as aroused as I was.

And that—more than anything—was insanely hot.

"In that case… hnnngh♡ I’ll enjoy this a little too♡."

"Hhnngh, hahh…."

Shia began to move her hips slowly, carefully.

Her spread lips brushed against my length, teasing and massaging it with each motion.

The combination of her thighs, her pussy, and the deliberate rhythm overwhelmed my senses.

"Ahhhn♡ Sex is still better, but… sometimes this isn’t so bad either♡."

"Exactly… hnnngh. Shia, your thighs are incredible, you know."

"You know I hate them, and yet you say that again♡ Whenever I diet, my thighs stay the same, and only my chest shrinks… it’s the worst…."

"That’s what made me fall for you."

"…Hhnngh♡."

Sweet moans filled the air.

Between Shia and me, there was a connection—heart to heart.

‘This… this is what I truly love. Not just feeling good myself, but us finding happiness together.’

A warmth welled up inside me that I hadn’t felt earlier.

The physical pleasure Alice’s sun-dome had brought was undoubtedly intense.

But the happiness that came from sharing this closeness with Shia was incomparable.

Right now, we weren’t moaning from mere pleasure—we were moaning from joy.

"Ugh, I’m so jealous! I know sun-dome must’ve felt way better, but why does it seem like…"

"Because that’s just the kind of man our husband is."

"…The path to his heart is long and treacherous. I have much to learn still."

"Why does that sound like a weird martial arts mantra…?"

I could hear the other wives muttering their complaints in the background, but their words barely registered.

All I could focus on was the feeling of Shia’s skin against mine.

"Hnnngh… The silliest, most hopeless man alive… my beloved husband♡."

"Shia, you…!"

Our gazes met.

We’d shared this intimacy thousands of times before.

There was no need for words to understand what the other was thinking.

Shia’s movements quickened as her hips slapped against my groin.

"You idiot♡ All that ridiculous stamina of yours♡."

"Hhnngh, ahhh…!!"

"Even if you take in more women, don’t you dare neglect me, got it♡?"

"I’ll… never let that happen…!!"

"Good boy♡."

Her thighs squeezed me even tighter.

Her clit brushed eagerly against my shaft.

The wet, slick sound of her soaked folds rubbing against me filled the room.

The climax was inevitable.

And when it came, we reached it together.

"Hnngh, ahh…♡♡."

"HHHRRNNGGHH!!!!"

-Splurt!!! Spurttt, spluurrttt!!!

My release came forcefully, like a fountain erupting.

The sheer amount rivaled my earlier peak, if not surpassed it.

Because of our position, all of it splattered onto Shia.

-Drip, drip.

"……♡."

Shia’s hair, chest, and body were drenched in my seed.

Her fair skin glistened, now painted with white streaks as if draped in sweet condensed milk.

And my lovely wife didn’t mind in the least.

She basked in it as if it were a treat.

"Lick… Hmm, judging by the taste, I didn’t lose to that fox-woman after all."

"…You can tell from just a taste?"

"I’ve long since become a semen sommelier thanks to you, my dear husband. Granted, I’ve only sampled yours."

The conversation carried on amidst the lingering bliss of our climax.

In that warmth, our eyes met again.

Shia’s smile blossomed beautifully.

"I won’t say you can only love me."

"But I’ll make sure I never love anyone else less than I love you."

"Good♡ My wonderful husband♡."

And so, our second session came to a fulfilling close.

***

And then, the finale.

"My dear huuuusband~."

"Master, please… go easy on me."

"If you give even a little less than you did for the others, I’m going to get reeeally upset, you know~♡."

"……."

‘This would be my third time in a row… Honestly, I don’t think I can pull it off.’

The final boss had arrived.