The first night.

Nightfall came both faster than expected yet also agonizingly slowly. I didn’t have much to do while I waited, so I spent several hours just walking around the palace, gazing at the beautiful art, sculptures, and ancient shinobi artifacts. I’d been here for a full year, so all these sights were fairly familiar to me at this point. They were definitely cool, though. My favorite was a late nineteenth-century depiction of Kagura, standing tall and proud in front of a blood red moon. Incidentally, this was Kagura’s least favorite; she always got adorably self-conscious about it.

Viewing this fantastic piece for the umpteenth time pulled me down a trip through memory lane. I recalled my first meeting with her two years ago. She had been in her child form then, so when I first came upon her, I had mistakenly believed she was just a kid being attacked by a youma. How wrong I was, and ironically enough I was the one who ended up needing saving in my efforts to protect her. Even in such a small form she held so much incredible power. Nothing compared to her form now, but nothing to sneeze at certainly.

I smiled as I remembered all the good times we shared together, and was happy with the way things turned out, even if sacrifices had to be made to get here. As I thought this, without even realizing it, I had brought up my right hand and was looking at it.

The things we take for granted…

After spending some time reminiscing, I continued my impromptu tour until it was time to meet Yumi in my chambers. I was eager to see what would happen, I wondered just how intimate things would get tonight.

I made my way back to my quarters, trying to distract myself from having too many dirty thoughts. I wanted to save all of my energy for what was about to happen, but it seemed my nethers had a different idea. I was “standing at attention” pretty much the whole walk back. Good thing these robes were relatively loose, making it easy to hide my erection. Then again, I doubted most of the servants would care either way.

Finally, I opened the door to my room and stepped inside. Within it, I found my beautiful wife sprawled across one of our lounge chairs looking like a queen in an open silk robe. Standing in the center of the room was Yumi, wearing nothing but a blush on her cheeks.

The latter bowed as soon as she saw me, “Good evening, Shion-sama.”

“Likewise,” I replied, giving her a smile. “I think this may be the happiest I’ve ever been entering this room.” Then I looked at Kagura and added, “Second only to my wedding night.”

“Good save,” Kagura teased. “But please, don’t let me get in the way of these proceedings. This night belongs to you and Yumi-chan; I merely wish to observe.”

“Don’t you have to guide us through the rituals?” I asked.

“It’s not necessary, I’ve already told Yumi-chan what to do. Just relax and enjoy yourself, my love.”

“Please leave everything to me, Shion-sama,” Yumi said. She reached for a nearby table which held a bottle of a pinkish clear liquid. “Please apply this liberally all over my skin, if you would.”

I stepped forward and took the bottle from her, examining it. I flipped the top and poured some out onto my hand, it was some kind of oil, and it smelled very pleasant, kind of like roses. “What is it?” I asked.

“A special moisturizer, it will make her skin nice and supple,” Kagura replied.

“Say no more,” I said, pooling the oil in my hands and stowing the bottle in the sleeve of my kimono. Then I poured it out over the top of Yumi’s considerable bust.

“Ah!” she squeaked.

“You okay?”

She nodded, “It’s cold, but I’m sure you’ll help warm me up, right Shion-sama?” Then she got a thoughtful expression before smiling in an almost sultry manner, “Actually, I guess you and I are technically dating now, right? Maybe I should call you ‘Shion-chan’?”

Critical hit. She unwittingly chose the same nickname Kagura used for me. While the nickname was technically emasculating to some degree, I still really liked it. It felt very personal and comfortable coming from these two.

“I’d say he likes it just fine,” Kagura chuckled.

“Go ahead then, Shion-chan,” Yumi said. “Help Yumi-nee warm up, won’t you?”

Double critical. Something about Yumi roleplaying as an older sister figure just worked and I was here for it.

Without even a single second more of hesitation, I reached out and placed my hands atop her breasts. They were already so soft and smooth; they frankly didn’t even need this moisturizer to begin with. But I wasn’t about to complain having an excuse to fondle them to my heart’s content; so, I did, moving my hands in circular motions across the surface of her massive mammaries to spread the oil all over them.

“Ah!” Yumi moaned, “you’re so eager, Shion-chan! Could it be that you’ve wanted to feel them since you first saw me?”

I nodded, blushing hard.

“So naughty!” Yumi giggled, “That’s okay, though. Now that we’re officially lovers, you can feel them anytime you want. Just be gentle, okay?”

My boner was threatening to rip a hole through my robes at this point. I never would have guessed that Yumi was like this. She presented herself as a calm and collected traditional Japanese beauty, and she certainly was that, but she was also quite the temptress; I loved it.

I eagerly continued to massage her breasts, even teasing her palm-sized, soft nipples that were only a shade pinker than the rest of her pale skin with my fingers. She continued to moan, but otherwise stayed perfectly still, letting my hands wander wherever they may. At some point I ran out of oil, so I poured more into my hands and then decided to cool myself down a bit by spreading it all over her arms.

I was amazed at how soft her skin was, but I was equally amazed at how rigid her muscles were just beneath the surface. Shinobi had a very specific training regimen to make sure they built up a lot of muscle without looking like they did. The goal was to make it easier to fit in with everyday society. Even I had more muscle than one might expect just by looking at me. Still, I’d never gotten to feel what that was like on a kunoichi before, it was frankly amazing.

Next, I spread the oil down her sides, my palms briefly feeling her amazingly soft breasts again as they traveled down to her waist and hips. My hands glided all over her midsection, spending a decent amount of time squeezing and pinching Yumi’s soft belly.

“Ah, Shion-chan, that spot is really embarrassing!” Yumi exclaimed, blushing.

“Well, that’s just too bad, it’s really fun to squeeze,” I chuckled deviously.

Yumi pouted, “You’re bullying Yumi-nee too much.”

By Kami, if she kept calling me that nickname, I was bound to just pounce on her. Instead, though, I circled around behind her and began rubbing the oil into her back, my fingers dancing over the subtle contours and curves. I even pressed my thumbs into several key points, giving her a bit of a massage. I did the same to her shoulders and having something to focus on helped to center myself again.

“Mn, Shion-chan’s hands feel really good,” Yumi said.

“Glad you like it, Yumi-chan.”

“Ah-ah,” she held up a finger and looked over her shoulder at me. “You should call me Yumi-nee.”

I blushed again, “Uh, sure, Yumi-nee.”

She giggled and faced forward again, satisfied.

Meanwhile, I moved my hands downward toward her plump and shapely rear. I squeezed each cheek thoroughly, kneading the oil into the jiggly flesh. The way it bounced and wobbled was driving me nuts, so I returned to her front and crouched down in front of her.

Now her naked sex was right in front of my face, but that wasn’t my target. I poured some more oil into my hands and began stroking her meaty thighs next. They looked like the most comfortable things in the world, I could see myself laying with my head in her lap for days on end without ever growing tired of them.

“Lift up your leg, Yumi-cha—I mean, Yumi-nee.”

“But then you’ll be able to see everything,” she wiggled in place.

“I have to get the oil on your feet too,” I said.

Yumi pouted, but did as I told, lifting her leg up so that her petite foot was right in front of me. She had rather cleverly used it to block my line of sight to her sex, but I was happy enough with such a cute foot right in front of me. I gladly began rubbing the oil into her calf and foot, making sure to get my fingers between each of her cute little toes.

“Ah, don’t tell me Shion-chan likes my feet too!” Yumi whined.

“Sorry Yumi-chan,” Kagura replied, “he’s a bona fide degenerate. I hope that doesn’t sour your opinion of him.”

I was grinning and chuckling to myself during this exchange.

“I suppose if it’s Shion-chan it’s okay,” Yumi relented, then lifted her other leg so it would get the same treatment.

“It just means I like every inch of you,” I said, nodding as I spread the oil on her other foot and calf.

Once that was done, I told her to keep her leg up and shifted my position. There was no avoiding it now, I needed to make sure one more place got properly oiled up. She was blushing a bright red but made no effort to stop me as I got really close to her exposed flower.

“You have nothing to be embarrassed about,” I said, “it’s beautiful.”

“Stop!” she whined and wiggled a bit. “That’s embarrassing too!”

I chuckled devilishly and gently brought my oiled-up fingers to her slit. She had a fairly puffy vulva, and rubbing it was very satisfying thanks to how soft and elastic it was. She squeaked as soon as I began fondling it, and that only encouraged me to continue. Next, I found her clit and began to gently rub that as well, causing her to begin properly moaning.

I turned then to look at Kagura, “Is it fine if I… you know?” I was hyper aware of the fact that this was the first time I’d ever done anything like this with someone other than Kagura. She had already assured me that she approved of this whole thing, but my instincts were still telling me that this was a major betrayal.

“I thought I told you not to let me get in the way of things,” she replied, chidingly. “However, there is one very specific rule I forgot to mention earlier, so I suppose it was good that you asked.”

“And what’s that?” I asked, happy to have permission to begin rubbing her clit more intensely, which I did.

“You mustn’t take her virginity. That is only to be given to you when you are properly married.”

Okay, that was understandable enough. I nodded and turned back to Yumi, deciding to slide a finger inside of her folds.

“Ah! Shion-chan, so bold!” Yumi said, breathily.

“I can’t help myself, Yumi-nee, sorry.” But I wasn’t actually sorry; I just wanted to make her feel good. She deserved a proper reward for winning that match, after all. I happily slid my finger in and out of her gorgeous sex, and she continued to moan with each passing second. And I could tell it wasn’t for show, her absolutely drenched passage was almost desperately clinging to my finger each time I slid it out.

That’s when I decided to add a second finger to the equation and judging from the shift in tone in Yumi’s moans, it was a welcome addition. Instead of keeping her leg lifted into the air, she pulled herself in close and wrapped it over my shoulder. Her hips were now bucking against my fingers, in-sync with my own thrusts.

“If you keep going like that, I’ll—” Yumi began but got cut off by her own moans.

“Good,” I replied and kept pace, pumping my fingers in and out while occasionally rubbing her clit with my thumb for extra stimulation. Not even a full minute had passed before her moans took on a much different and more hectic quality. She was close.

“Does it feel good, Yumi-nee?” I asked.

“Yes! Yes, yes! Please don’t stop, Shion-chan!” She begged, her voice uneven and breathy.

And I obliged, in fact, I went a little bit further. I quickened my pace one last time, and then shoved a third finger into her folds.

I felt her legs buckle a bit, but one of them was still slung over my shoulder, so I let her lean on me as much as she needed to. What followed was a moan that was so intense that her voice cut out partway through, leaving just a breathy squeak instead as she bucked her hips madly. Then something else happened that shocked me completely.

Two streams of pure white milk suddenly burst from her nipples and rocketed to the floor behind me. The streams then lost their intensity for a brief moment before returning to their previous flow. It was almost like she was ejaculating from her breasts, which was strangely sexy to me.

“Oh my,” Kagura commented and giggled softly.

“Oh my,” I echoed, but didn’t let it distract me from my intense fingering. I kept pumping my fingers in and out of her until her moans grew softer and her breasts had only a gentle flow of milk.

I noticed that her legs were about to give out entirely, so I caught her and lifted her up, bringing her to the bed.

“That was wonderful, Shion-chan,” she said, hazily.

“Glad you liked it, Yumi-nee,” I replied as I let her gently fall back onto the sheets. Her breasts were still leaking quite a bit of milk, and it looked very tasty. “Mind if I have some?” I asked, pointing to one of her nipples.

“You can have as much as you want,” she replied, panting but seeming to be regaining her composure.

Without delay, I leaned down and latched my lips onto her nipple and began suckling on the smooth, stiff bud. The flow of milk was constant, but each suck brought out quite a lot and made her gasp softly. The taste was absolutely divine.

“Does that normally happen when you orgasm?” Kagura asked, casually.

“Y-yes,” Yumi stuttered, and I could almost feel the heat from her blushing cheeks. “I normally have to keep a cloth next to me when I um… you know. Sometimes I get lost in the feeling and forget to use it, though, so I make a huge mess of my sheets.” As she said this, she would occasionally pause to gasp or moan at my suckling. I was happy she was enjoying this as much as me.

“Well, messes are always welcome in our home as long as they are made with pleasure.” Kagura explained. “We have servants to deal with the aftermath.”

Yumi didn’t respond, but wiggled a little in what I imagined was embarrassment. At some point we shifted positions to be more comfortable, and my wish from earlier came true. We exchanged spots with Kagura, trading the bed for the lounge chair, and Yumi was now sitting up at one edge with the back of my head resting on her thighs.

Her breasts were hanging over my face, and I was happily drinking her milk. Meanwhile, I had been completely disrobed and Yumi was stroking my rock-hard cock with a soft and gentle hand. I was in heaven.

“Such a needy boy,” Yumi commented, giggling softly.

Kagura, now laying on her belly with her chin in her hands watched and said, “I had no idea he liked breastmilk so much. Perhaps I should look into ways of inducing lactation in myself.”

I felt a wave of pleasure surge through my body at the mere thought of Kagura breastfeeding me. Or better yet, having both lovely women breastfeed me at once, mixing together two distinctive flavors. The truth was, until tonight, I had no idea I was into this either.

“That being said,” Kagura continued, “he definitely loves being pampered in many ways similar to this.”

“So spoiled,” Yumi teased as her fingertips danced lightly around the very tip of my penis.

“I think if he had his way, he would spend all day just lazing about as we drain load after load from him.”

I couldn’t argue, and not just because I had a mouthful of delicious nipple; she had me dead-to-rights, and I was nearing climax already.

“Oh! He’s twitching,” Yumi giggled. Then she began stroking my length more intensely. “Go ahead, Shion-chan, you can do it.”

Yumi’s gentle encouragement was driving me wild and driving my orgasm ever closer. Her nipple popped out of my mouth just long enough for me to say, “I’m cumming!” before it returned and I suckled as hard as I could, sending even more fresh, warm milk into my eager mouth.

Her hand was moving like a piston now, and she frequently gasped as she said, “Go ahead, Shion-chan, let it all out. I want you to cum lots for me.”

That was all I could handle, the dam burst, and long ropes of spunk began rocketing from my tip and into the air, one after the other.

“There you go,” Yumi cooed, “yes, Shion-chan, just like that.” Her hand continued to jerk me just as intensely, and she didn’t slow her pace. Even as I got sensitive and began squirming under her touch, she kept the pace to milk me for everything I had. “You did such a good job,” she whispered, urging a few more ropes out of me.

“You two go together well,” Kagura commented without a hint of jealousy. “No wonder he was rooting for you in the competition.”

Yumi gasped, “Is that true, Shion-chan?” She then started slowing her pace, but seemingly only because my ejaculation was slowing down. She didn’t stop, however, continuing at a slow and more comfortable pace instead.

I released her nipple again and replied, “I could tell we’d make a good match.”

Yumi smiled, “That makes me very happy. I promise I won’t disappoint you. Even if you don’t pick me as your new wife, I’ll gladly serve you in whatever capacity you desire. On my honor as a shinobi, that is my vow.”

I got a tingly sensation in my chest when she said this, the same sort of sensation I got when Kagura confessed her love to me for the first time. I took this moment to truly absorb what was happening, to look back on the life I lived and to realize how far I’d come.

The road to this exact place had been difficult, but in the end, it was well worth the sacrifice. My vow was to make sure it stayed this way for the rest of my life.

“You’re still so hard, Shion-chan,” Yumi observed, “would you like me to continue?”

“Please do.”

And so, we continued through the night, using a variety of methods to drain every last drop of sperm from within me. At some point, Kagura took a more active role and I got pampered by both of these beautiful women at the same time. Eventually, we grew tired and fell asleep in each other’s arms, and I dreamt of the lewd possibilities tomorrow might bring.