Bonus: Kimiko/Mariko Lez Play & Lactation

"Nan-chan wants me to work on lactating again," Kimiko tells Mariko, who nods, her expression uncertain. "He also wants me to work on you lactating again." Kimiko isn't particularly enthused about this, but she'll do anything for her son, and this will probably wind up ultimately being fun. Mariko is even less certain, but she's not going to go against the lady of the house on the subject.

Kimiko reaches for the buttons on her blouse, slowly undoing it, moving to sit on Mariko's bed and pushing the younger woman back a bit in the process. When she tosses it aside, she soon adds her bra to the mix, her nipples perky with light arousal. "Come on, then," Kimiko says.

"R-right," Mariko stammers out, leaning forward. Disobedience will doubtless incur the woman's wrath, and compared to some of the other things she's been made to do (or had done to her), sucking tit is nothing. She did some of this kind of stuff back in the KSDF anyway. Her lips wrap around Kimiko's breast, and she gently starts to suckle, her mouth working to milk Kimiko's breast, to draw that drip-drop of honeysweet milk out.

Kimiko's expression is mostly absent and uncaring, but she does find the experience soothing, relaxing. Something she could fall asleep enjoying, almost. It reminds her of nursing her own children, all of whom she loves deeply, and her fingers absently brush through Mariko's hair. It's pleasant, feeling the woman on her breast, simultaneously dominating and calming. Mariko remains a good head beneath Kimiko to maintain the position, and Kimiko slowly repositions the two of them, enjoying the exquisite, calming sensations of Mariko's mouth on her tit as she puts her back against the head of the bed.

Mariko gets the delightful taste of the first drop of milk on her tongue, and eagerly slurps it up. She sighs a little, enjoying the taste, and she absently wishes that Kimiko was normally so pleasant with her in the bedroom. Perhaps they'd get along better. Another drop of milk comes out, and Mariko starts to focus more on the work in front of her, suckling loudly, her tongue lapping at Kimiko's perky nipple, trying to extract every drop of milk she can, enjoying the taste of it.

When, after a few good drops, she finds there's no more left, Mariko pops her lip off Kimiko's breast, giving the other woman's face a brief look. Kimiko's expression is serene, almost sleepy, and Mariko moves over to get to work on her other breast, making her sigh in pleasure, fingers starting to pet Mariko more and more. "That's a good girl," Kimiko says, with a long sigh, eyes lidding and closing as she enjoys the suckling of Mariko on her teat.

Mariko smiles a little, happy to actually see some kindness out of the other woman, and focuses even further on milking her dry, one hand coming up to give Kimiko's tit a quick squeeze, trying to push out that extra drop of milk. While she's not exactly full up on milk, it tastes like sweet ambrosia to Mariko, whose lips eagerly slurp and suckle and work at Kimiko's tit. She just enjoys the pleasant, almost sleepy form of pseudo-sex, until finally Kimiko grips the back of her head and starts to pull her back. She lets out a soft whimper.

"It's your turn, now," Kimiko says, her voice brooking no argument. Even if getting suckled by Mariko was pleasant, Kimiko is still in charge, a position she's firmly clawed back thanks to her precious Nan-chan.

"Ah, yeah," Mariko says, as she's let free. Her fingers reach for the base of her t-shirt, pulling it up and off, a simple sports bra hiding her breasts. Kimiko watches with disinterest as she takes that off too, wondering how such a slovenly woman could ever have attracted the attention of her husband. Her son's attention was easily explained by his obvious incest fetish, but her husband had no such excuse. Mariko pushes out her tits, now bare, as if begging for Kimiko to suck them.

Kimiko, however, is certainly not going to adopt a submissive posture in any such regard. She takes one hand, puts it on Mariko's shoulder, and forces the woman to lie down on the bed, before straddling her. Her bare breasts smush against Mariko's toned stomach, her nipples absently scraping against her skin, as Kimiko attaches her lips to Mariko's tit and starts to suck, her hands coming up to grope both breasts, tweaking and teasing them to try to get the milk out faster.

The first dollop of milk is delicious on her tongue, a tasty little treat that almost makes up for having to do this all on its own. Kimiko's slurping gets more energetic, her body shifting here and there, her butt wiggling as she finds a nice space. Mariko doesn't dare to try to brush her fingers through Kimiko's hair, instead just passively letting the woman suck her tits for dear life.

As Kimiko grows increasingly into it - and, she finds, increasingly aroused, her tongue serving to help get her cunt wet - she gets rougher with Mariko, her teeth absently nibbling at Mariko's tit and nipple. Mariko hums and grinds, twisting beneath the increasingly violent ministrations, and Kimiko gropes and squeezes her other tit, as if trying to prepare it for her mouth.

When she finds that the one she's currently attached to is completely drained dry, she pops over to that one quickly, slurping at it noisily, quickly drawing in several drops of delicious titmilk into her mouth in the process, a soft sigh escaping her lips as the taste satisfies and calms. Mariko simply passively accepts it all, shifting pleasantly beneath her, her fingers here and there digging into the bed, the cool feeling of Kimiko's glasses on her breast adding a unique and special flavor to the entire affair. In the moment, it's as though they were lovers rather than rivals with mutual antagonism.

Said moment ends soon enough, however, when Kimiko determines that she's done with sucking her husband's mistress's breast, lifting her lips from it and giving a little burp. She blushes and covers her mouth. "That was pleasant," she says, in a cold tone of voice that hides the excitement she felt, playing with another woman's - with this woman's - body. "We'll have to do it again, to properly start lactating, instead of little drip-drops," she notes, as she collects her bra from the floor.

"Yeah," Mariko agrees, nodding her head. That was very nice, she thinks, as Kimiko gets dressed and leaves the room. If Kimiko treated her more like that normally, then things would probably be great.