Yumi.

“It’s a harder choice than you might think,” I replied. “I like them all for different reasons. But I suppose if I had to pick one, I’d have to go with Yumi.”

“Oh?” Kagura perked an eyebrow, “how come?”

By pure happenstance, when I said this, the camera on the tablet shifted to a view of Yumi as she dodged and weaved between the other three combatants.

“I mean, I dunno. I know nothing about these four on a personal level, so it’s kinda just down to the looks and vibes. She seems very calm and collected. She’s managed to stay level-headed through this whole experience.”

I continued to watch the screen; all the while being vigorously stroked by my wife, filling my head with an erotic haze. I focused a bit more on the bouncing breasts and less on the play-by-play. My eyes feverishly glued to Yumi and her jiggling chest, thighs, and rear. Even her tummy looked soft and comfortable.

Kagura chuckled, “You’ll be happy to know that despite a serious outward demeanor, interpersonally she’s quite kind and caring. You might say she has strong ‘big sister’ tendencies toward those she cares about.” She picked up the pace stroking my cock. Her hand felt so good, and the fact that she, my wife, was eagerly jerking me off while I ogled other half-naked women on my tablet added a lot to the experience.

Meanwhile, I was getting myself intimately familiar with every visual aspect of Yumi, and growing to love it. I was also a little more invested in her performance during the fight. On the few occasions when she locked chests with another girl, she managed to get out of it rather easily and it was pretty plain to see why. The milk she was lactating had served to make her breasts slick and slippery. This meant that even if someone managed to get a good thrust on her, she could turn it into a glancing blow by making the opposing titties slide off of her.

“Is she pregnant?” I asked, perplexed by her evident lactation.

“Everyone here besides yours truly is a virgin,” Kagura said, matter-of-factly. “So no, it just so happens that women in Yumi’s family lactate regardless. I will say, it’s quite smart of her to use it to her advantage like this. She actually planned to have her top get undone at some point during the match.”

“How do you know?” I asked, but in my heated daze I could only think about how hot it was that she rendered herself topless on purpose.

“She loosened the tie on her top just before her hands got tied behind her back.”

“Damn, she’s determined,” I said. “I love that.”

“Me too, actually. She’d make a good match for us.”

Suddenly, a splash at the edge of the platform caught the attention of Ayame’s camera, and it zoomed in just in time to see Homura’s head pop out of the water.

“Damn it!” the tomboy cursed, glaring up at Asuka who apparently had gotten the best of her off-camera.

“Too slow!” Asuka said, winking and sticking out her tongue.

“Oh! Looks like the first to be eliminated was the Crimson Squad’s leader, Homura,” Ayame announced. “Now it’s down to Asuka, Yumi, and Miyabi.”

Asuka giggled and confidently spun around in place to face the others, but instead came face-to-face with Yumi. The latter didn’t even say anything before thrusting her chest forward, catching the brunette kunoichi completely off-guard for the first time since the match began. Asuka could do nothing to protect herself, she didn’t have proper footing, and had no time to catch herself without her hands. She was also dangerously close to the edge of the platform, and that ended up her undoing.

Both pairs of breasts bounced in the glittering light of the late morning sun as they pressed against each other. This time, they didn’t slide off, it was a solid hit, and Yumi had the better footing. Asuka flailed a little as she fell backward then landed squarely on top of Homura, driving her back into the water with another splash.

“Whoa! Yumi’s tactical genius strikes again and rings out yet another competitor,” Ayame said, her camera focused on the two half-naked kunoichi tangled up with each other in the pool, both of them blushing messes.

“I suppose this is what I get for rubbing it in,” Asuka frowned.

“That’s just karma,” Homura agreed, but then grinned at her rival. “Don’t worry, we’ll get ‘em next time, right?”

Asuka smiled and nodded, “Yeah! Count on it!” Then the two of them helped each other swim toward the roped-off boundary to join the other spectators.

“Now it’s just you and me,” Miyabi said, her golden eyes laser focused on Yumi. “You’ve made a huge mistake, though.”

“Oh?” Yumi turned to face her final opponent, calmly.

“You shouldn’t have saved me for last. Now there’s nobody else here to distract me; you won’t be able to sneak up on me anymore. You had a better chance of taking me down if you had gone for me first.”

Yumi’s lips curled upward into the slightest smile, “Don’t be so confident, I might still have a trick or two up my sleeve.”

“Ha,” Miyabi grinned. “Then come at me, let me see it.” She squared up her legs, taking on a stance that kept her center of gravity low.

Then Yumi dashed toward her, and their sizeable alabaster melons pressed against each other in what had to be the best kind of marshmallow hell. As Kagura continued to stroke my rock-hard erection under my trunks, I couldn’t help but wish I was right in-between both sets of breasts.

“Seems like your wish might come true after all,” Kagura said, smiling at me.

“I’m not so sure,” I said, doubtfully. “Miyabi has a point. She’s basically a fortress. Even now she isn’t relenting to Yumi’s attacks whatsoever, and it’s only a matter of time before Yumi slips up.”

“Don’t be so certain, have you noticed what Yumi is doing right now? Here, I’ll ease up a little so you can focus,” Kagura said in a teasing tone and started moving her hand more slowly and gently.

Even that felt great, but it did help clear my head a little. I peered at the screen and saw many dramatic angles of Yumi rushing forward, getting locked into a boob-clash, then stepping away once she realized Miyabi wouldn’t budge. I wasn’t seeing anything unusual going on, so I looked at Kagura with an eyebrow raised.

“Don’t look at the screen, look out at the platform.”

I did so, turning my attention to my high-angle view of the battle. Once again, I just saw Yumi dashing back and forth, but that’s when I noticed a pattern emerging. Her movements may have appeared random at first glance, but she was actually gradually urging Miyabi in one particular direction. If memory served me, she was inching her closer to the side of the platform that wasn’t balanced properly.

“Oh,” I said, realizing what her plan was right then and there. As if rewarding my silent revelation, Kagura began stroking me more intensely again.

“Is this all you can manage?” Miyabi goaded.

Yumi said nothing as she collided with her rival, breasts wobbling as they pressed together.

“You’re going to wear yourself down before I even break a sweat. And I won’t give you an opening like Asuka did.”

“I know,” Yumi said, but continued the same tactic. But in that moment, Miyabi’s foot finally touched down on the unbalanced side of the platform. “But I don’t need you to,” Yumi added and dashed forward like she was going to collide once more, but she didn’t. Instead, Yumi got just shy of Miyabi and then leapt high into the air.

Miyabi cocked an eyebrow and she squared herself to take an attack from above; but for another surprise, Yumi’s trajectory wasn’t coming back down on her, it was going backward. In the process of jumping, the platform rocked, and because of Miyabi’s location, the movement was awkward. That’s when the white-haired kunoichi’s eyes went wide, seeming to realize all too late what I had just moments ago.

Yumi spun around in the air, rather stylishly, then came back down to the opposite end of the platform. Her full weight crashed into the edge and the added momentum drove it rapidly underwater. When it did, the end where Miyabi stood suddenly catapulted her into the air at a sharp angle.

To Miyabi’s credit, she didn’t give up, twisting through the air and trying to slow herself down, but it was no use. She sailed through the air above where Yumi stood and then completely clear of the platform. Luckily, she pulled her limbs in at the last second and created a huge splash rather than just belly-flopping into the water.

“Holy moly chat!” Ayame exclaimed. “And just like that, Miyabi has been launched off the platform by a genius application of physics. This round goes to Yumi! She is the victor of the King of the Boob Battle!”

The livestream chat went wild, especially since Ayame’s camera zoomed in on Yumi’s exposed and lactating breasts. The elegant kunoichi turned in place to face my platform and bowed in our direction. The rest of the spectators either politely applauded or gave cheers of joy, this latter group I assumed were her close friends.

“And so, your wish came true,” Kagura chuckled. She then brought her finger up to her neck again and said, “You may approach, Yumi. Come and receive my husband’s blessing.” After saying this, she pulled the waistband of my swimtrunks down enough that my rigid cock became exposed, then began stroking me even more vigorously than before. She also sat up so that she was kneeling beside me but facing roughly the same direction as me.

Yumi quickly arrived just outside the curtain, immediately bowing low, “I would be honored, Shion-sama.” As she did this, a castle servant swiftly stepped behind her and cut her bindings, allowing her arms to be free again, but just as swiftly removed the rest of what Yumi was wearing so that she was completely naked.

“Please, step inside the curtain,” Kagura said.

“Thank you,” Yumi said. “Forgive my intrusion.” She then moved the curtain out of the way and stepped inside. The moment she did, her eyes widened a bit when she saw my exposed member and what Kagura was doing to it. “Oh my,” she blushed a little.

“Lord Shion-sama’s blessing? I wonder what that could mean!” I could hear Ayame’s voice from the tablet and could see in the corner of my eye that the camera was just outside the curtain, focused on our silhouettes; but my attention was completely on the naked and beautiful kunoichi before me.

Yumi blushed a deeper shade of red thanks to my shameless staring, “Shion-sama, I’m so happy that my appearance does not displease you.”

“Not at all!” I exclaimed; a bit louder than intended. “You are beautiful.”

She wiggled in place a little, and bashfully clapsed her hands in front of her belly, making her hefty breasts press together and pop upward. The added pressure also made some of her milk leak out as well.

“Your performance was admirable,” Kagura said, “and your tactical prowess was incredible. You would make a fine wife, and thus, I give you my blessing to share home, hearth, and bed with my husband. Should you take the ultimate victory on the last day of this festival, I would gladly accept you as a fellow wife.”

“Thank you, Kagura-sama,” Yumi replied.

“Now, a gift for your performance,” Kagura said, and her hand movements became so intense that the pleasure I was feeling rapidly escalated to climax.

“Oh,” was all I could manage to utter as I shot my first long rope of cum onto Yumi’s face.

“Ah!” Yumi flinched at the suddenness, but then smiled once she realized what was happening. “Oh my, Shion-sama.” Her voice at that moment took on a sultrier quality. Another thick rope splattered across her chest, adding a second white substance to them. “Did watching me do this?”

“Yes,” I replied, breathily as I plastered her with a third shot.

Yumi smiled and leaned forward, making her chest a more prominent target for my continued ejaculation. A fourth sticky stream painted a line from her nipple to just under her chin. “Go ahead and let it all out, Shion-sama. Just like that.” The next rope went primarily into her mouth. She squeaked softly in surprise at this but swallowed the creamy substance in a few hearty gulps. “Mmm, my reward is so tasty, Shion-sama. I can’t wait to help you make more.”

“Wow, it’s a good thing the curtain is here,” I heard Ayame say on the tablet. “I might not be able to get away with showing you all this otherwise. I don’t even know if I can describe what I think is happening in there.” I glanced down at the screen and saw it from her perspective.

It was a side-long view with the silhouette of Yumi’s nude form, leaning forward and pushing out her chest while streams of indistinct substance shot onto her one after another. The chat was getting a good show, but I was getting the best view of all.

“Well folks,” Ayame continued, “I’d say this is as good a time as any to end the stream. Thank you all for watching, we’ll go to a quick break and then I’ll be back to read your donation messages!” Then the stream cut to a break card.

Coincidentally, around this time was when my long ejaculation was finally ending. I turned back to look at Yumi, who looked absolutely elated, even though her entire upper half was plastered in my sticky cream. She was using her finger to scoop up the larger clumps so she could pop it between her lips and swallow it.

“Thank you so much, Shion-sama and Kagura-sama, I’m excited to continue to show you what I’m capable of. I won’t disappoint either of you; I’m determined to win this competition and take Shion-sama’s hand in marriage.”

Panting, I nodded and smiled, “I’m excited to get to know you, Yumi-chan.” Then I turned to Kagura, “What happens now?”

“There are a few more rituals that need to be performed with Yumi,” Kagura explained, “but we’ll do those in our quarters. First, though,” she looked at Yumi, “I’ll help clean you up.” She snapped her fingers and in a brief flash of light, Yumi’s body was completely clean and devoid of any evidence that I had just unleashed my cum upon her. Instead, in Yumi’s hands was now a liter-sized glass bottle filled with white fluid.

“Is that…?” I muttered.

“It is, go ahead and drink the rest, Yumi-chan,” Kagura said.

Yumi was amazed at this development, but then smiled wide and nodded enthusiastically, “With pleasure.” She tipped the bottle back and let it drain into her mouth. It wasn’t a smooth chugging, a few times she had to pull the bottle away so she could swallow the thick substance, “It’s so sticky, hard to swallow. Sorry, Shion-sama.”

“Take your time,” I said, completely entranced by this event.

She nodded and continued, this time occasionally chewing my spunk so that it would go down easier. Eventually she drank the last of it and stood panting and blushing a bright red. “Thank you for the delicious drink, Shion-sama.”

“Good,” Kagura nodded. “Now go ahead and mingle with your friends for a while. In an hour or so we’ll send a servant to guide you to Shion-sama’s quarters. Congratulations once again.”

Yumi bowed and left, leaving me alone with Kagura once more.

“Wow,” I said, “That was hot. Is that going to happen with each of the victors?”

“More than just that,” Kagura replied. “Tonight’s rituals will be even more entertaining.”

“Oh.” I gazed out and watched Yumi as she walked away, still butt naked. By Kami, I could still see her boobs jiggling even from behind, and that was in addition to the fair amount of jello she was packing in her rear. “Hope I’ll have enough stamina.”