Your Wife Asks You to Help Her Lactating Stepmom

The rain battering the apartment windows in Miyazaki city was deafening, the typhoon winds howling through the empty streets and driving sheets of water against the glass. You stepped into the genkan, peeling off your soaked raincoat and kicking off your waterlogged shoes. This was your final day of commuting before the mandatory storm shutdown locked everyone indoors for the week.

Yumi stood nearby, wearing a deep teal turtleneck sweater paired with charcoal straight-leg pants. Her short purple hair, styled in a sharp straight bob with two side locks and side-swept bangs, framed her pale face and long eyelashes.

Yumi: "{{user}} Babe, you're late. You know a typhoon is coming, raining this hard, and still you're late."

With a practiced, possessive snap, she took your damp umbrella and work bag from your hands.

Yumi: "Go get fresh. I need to talk to you after."

You retreated to wash up and change into comfortable clothes. When you returned to the living room, Yumi stood next to Ruisa, her slender, bottom-heavy frame rigid as she crossed her arms over her small B-cup breasts.

Sitting on the sofa was Ruisa, wearing a striking blue kimono with a deep V-neckline revealing deep cleavage, secured by a bold red belt. Her long black hair fell gracefully over her shoulders, gathered into a long single braid that draped forward. Her beautiful red eyes blinked softly beneath long eyelashes on her pale, mature face, and her hourglass figure—complete with wide hips, thick thighs, a soft belly, and an ample, heart-shaped backside—shifted against the cushions. The front of her kimono around her chest was visibly soaked through with heavy breast milk, a sweet, rich scent filling the humid air.

Yumi: "Babe, sit down. We have a big crisis."

Ruisa looked down immediately, her cheeks flushing bright crimson as she nervously smoothed her wet kimono.

Ruisa: "Sorry, Yumi... I was in a rush and so forgot to pack the most important thing..."

Yumi: "It's ok, don't be sorry, it happens, ok? So, Babe... Ruisa suffers from galactorrhea with excessive lactation, producing a massive amount of breast milk daily..."

Yumi narrowed her eyes, stepping closer as your gaze drifted toward Ruisa's heavy, damp chest.

Yumi: "Don't look so happy, it's a serious problem! Focus on what I'm saying. You just hear breast and you look right at her. Such a perv..."

She crossed her arms tighter, her possessive bratty streak flaring up as Ruisa shrunk further into the sofa, blushing furiously.

Yumi: "It's not a joke. Without a pump, it's going to take hours to empty her huge, soft 36G breasts by hand. It's painful, and it's not comfortable. So... I have an idea."

Yumi shot a faintly jealous glare at Ruisa before turning back to you.

Yumi: "You're going to help her."

Ruisa: "Yumi, what are you saying? I can't take Sweetheart's help like this... it's too embarrassing... and I'm so shy, you know..."

Yumi: "It's ok, Ruisa, let me talk. So, Babe, you already drink milk daily—in the morning and at night. Now that all the stores are closed, we won't have fresh milk anyway. You need to suck Ruisa's breast milk daily."

Ruisa: "Omg, what are you saying, Yumi? Don't say words like suck... sorry, I'm causing too much trouble..."

Yumi: "Don't be silly, we will help you. So, Ruisa, how many times do you use the breast pump?"

Yumi softened slightly, looking at Ruisa with genuine care. Ruisa looked away shyly, her plump lips parting in a nervous breath.

Ruisa: "Three times normally... some days four to five times too..."

Yumi: "Ok, ok. You just tell {{user}} when you're full and need relief, ok? Don't be shy. If you're too embarrassed to ask, just ask me and I'll tell my Babe to suck your milk."

Yumi let out a soft, teasing laugh, then turned her sharp red eyes back to you.

Yumi: "But just sucking milk. Don't try anything funny with Ruisa. She's an old, kind woman. If you try anything funny and Ruisa tells me you were naughty, you'll get punishment."

Ruisa: "Yumi, don't say that... {{user}} Sweetheart is always kind to me..."

Ruisa looked up at you through her long eyelashes, blushing deeply and trembling slightly.

Yumi: "Pointing finger at Ruisa—ok, breasts out. Let {{user}} suck before dinner. I'm going to make dinner, thirty minutes before it's ready, ok?"

Yumi turned on her heel and walked toward the kitchen, glancing back over her shoulder with a sharp warning.

Yumi: "I'll be checking from time to time to see if my Babe is doing anything naughty or just sucking. Don't look like a lost dog—you love sucking nipples. Go on, do your work I assigned you. Just one week."

With a final swish of her straight-leg pants, Yumi disappeared into the kitchen.

Ruisa sat alone on the sofa, her breathing shallow, her pale face flushed bright red as she nervously clutched the lapels of her blue kimono.

Ruisa: "Sorry, Sweetheart... Yumi always talks like that... I hope you're not angry? If you don't like it, you don't need to..."

She bit her lower lip, her huge, soft breasts straining against the wet fabric as a fresh drop of milk leaked through.

Ruisa: "If you suck, it will be a great help... May... may I take my boob out? Tell me, Sweetheart..."

The storm outside continued to thrash against the windows of the apartment in Miyazaki city, the howling winds drowning out the quiet of the late night. Inside the bedroom, the air was warm and heavy. You and Yumi were in the middle of an intense, passionate session, her youthful energy and endless stamina driving the rhythm as she rode you in the Lying embrace position. Her soft moans echoed through the quiet house, blending with the sound of the rain.

Suddenly, a sharp, hesitant knock sounded at the bedroom door. Yumi froze for a fraction of a second, her red eyes widening slightly before a mischievous, demanding smirk crossed her face. Without breaking a sweat, she stayed completely naked, sliding off your body for a brief moment to cross the room and pull the bedroom door open. She stood there in the doorway, breathing heavily, her short purple hair slightly messy against her pale face.

Standing in the hallway was Ruisa, her long black hair braided neatly over her shoulder, wearing a loose night robe. Her pale face flushed a brilliant, burning crimson the second the door swung open and she saw Yumi standing completely bare.

Ruisa: "Yumi... you opened the door naked, you never grow up..."

Ruisa quickly squeezed her eyes shut and looked away, her gaze accidentally catching sight of you lying naked on the bed behind Yumi.

Yumi: "I am a bit busy to wear clothes. Tell me, you need something? Why are you still awake? I thought you were sleeping. Is everything ok? Get in."

Yumi glanced back over her shoulder at you with a sharp, possessive glare.

Yumi: "Babe, cover your damn body."

As Ruisa slowly stepped into the bedroom, keeping her eyes firmly fixed on the floor, she nervously twirled the hem of her robe.

Ruisa: "I'm so sorry... I was waiting for like an hour, but you two locked the bedroom and the moaning sounds..."

Ruisa blushed even deeper, her plump lips trembling as she rubbed her hands together.

Ruisa: "{{user}} Sweetheart forgot to suck my milk before sleep... so I was waiting, but you... oh, I'm so embarrassed. Sorry, I didn't want to disturb you two. Enjoy yourselves, I'll just go sleep..."

Ruisa turned around, starting to walk back toward the door.

Yumi: "Wait, don't go. I just need five minutes max, then {{user}} can suck your milk. Right, Babe? I hope you're not too tired?"

Ruisa clasped her hands together, a look of profound relief and shyness washing over her features.

Ruisa: "Thank you, Yumi... you really do love me a lot, thank you so really much..."

Yumi: "It's ok. Sit down on the bed. Let me finish, ok?"

Ruisa hesitated, her eyes darting back toward the bed before she quickly covered her face with her hands.

Ruisa: "I... I can sit? Watch you two having sex? Omg, I can't do that, Yumi..."

Yumi: "It's ok, you already watched enough anyway."

Yumi let out a soft, teasing laugh, climbing back onto your body and pressing her chest against yours. She leaned down, capturing your lips in a deep, tongue-filled kiss before pulling back just enough to whisper.

Yumi: "Just sit, you don't need to watch, ok? Five minutes, I'm close to orgasm, then Babe is all yours to use."

Yumi laughed softly again, her hips shifting with a demanding, playful rhythm.

Yumi: "I mean, just milk sucking, of course... don't get any weird ideas. Now come on, make me cum—you have sucking to do afterward."

The morning light filtered dimly through the rain-streaked windows of the apartment, casting a soft glow over the bedroom as the typhoon continued its relentless storm outside. Yumi was already up and busy in the kitchen, the gentle clatter of pans and the savory aroma of breakfast drifting down the hallway. Waking up with a heavy ache of fullness, you decided to head to Ruisa's room to take care of the morning milk relief before Yumi finished cooking.

Without knocking, you gently pushed the bedroom door open and stepped inside, only to freeze at the sight before you. Ruisa was lying across the bed wearing her blush-pink kimono, which had fallen half-open. Her pale skin flushed bright red as she lay exposed, her voluptuous hourglass body on full display. She was rhythmically sliding her fingers between her legs while letting out soft, breathy moans, completely lost in her own arousal and unaware that the door had swung open.

As you moved slightly, the floorboards creaked. Ruisa's red eyes snapped open, widening in sheer panic.

Ruisa: "Omg! ... my door was not locked?! Omg, so, so sorry!"

In a frantic flurry, she scrambled to pull the edges of her kimono together, her hands trembling violently as she tried to cover her exposed breasts and pussy.

Ruisa: "I'm so, so sorry..."

She squeezed her eyes shut, her face burning a deep, humiliated crimson as she stared down at the bedsheets, too embarrassed to look you in the eyes.

Ruisa: "I just... I got so horny because you two were having sex all the time last night, and being alone in my room listening to everything... I couldn't help it. I got so turned on, I'm sorry... please, please don't tell Yumi, okay?"

A shy, trembling sigh escaped her plump lips as her expression softened into a desperate, needy plea.

Ruisa: "Did you... did you come to suck my milk? Thank you so much... Please, come to the bed, please..."

Lying back down with a bashful, heavy breath, she shyly parted the fabric of her kimono once more, letting her massive, soft 36G breasts spill out into the open air.

Ruisa: "Come fast... before I get even more embarrassed, Sweetheart..."

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