Picking up from floor # 3 ...

After getting the grand turn of the rest of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an hr outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the edge of the pool with our human foot dangling in the strong water. I didn't want to impart. But if we were going to expend the dark, we needed to get home and pack for Jim's trip to N Everglade State and my arrest with Kim. microphone got us out the door with the hope of the in force steaks we have ever had if we got back in clock time for dinner. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were better than any in the intact freaking world !

"Best in the whole world ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased Mike. He and Jim just rolled their eyes and Kim covered her mouth and conveniently turned away.

That's how it was going to be with these citizenry. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making wise if not smart ass comments ! This solid weekend might have turned out so differently if we hadn't been so relaxed around them. It felt like we had been friends for geezerhood.

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Well ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our dwelling and that gave us some needed time during the effort to check in with each other about what we were getting ourselves into.

"Ash ... Do you really like this guy mike ? If not, you have to be careful. He's headway over dog about you and for a guy who has just had a new baby with such a beautiful wife ... his emotions seem largely with you. The new family unit isn't what's grabbing him right now and it's because of you. I'm serious Ash. He's got it bad !"

"Jim, no one has affected me like Mike since we got involved with Alex. I didn't lecture to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to leave you and conjoin him. It was at to the lowest degree a fun idea to represent with. But mike has triggered those old feelings, look I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a whole bunch. I have no problem thinking about spending a lot of clip with him. And I'll just come out and remind you ...

I really do want to feature another baby and I'm thinking more and more everything could work out between the four of us. The thought of actually planning on getting fraught with Mike, you know ... deliberately fucking him on the optimum day ... maybe filming it with you and Kim by my side watching it all, and feeling his seed going up in my cervix uteri reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how much I've fantasized about that happening someday. This might be that guy !

Tell me what you are thinking about Kim. Do YOU like HER ? That's the rattling interrogative sentence or is she too psycho for ya ?"

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those dreams. I'm not really certain how I feel about all that yet and considering how much you and I have played with the fantasy of having another kid with a new guy, you must see, this is no longer a fantasy. This is very, Ash.

As far as how I FEEL about her ... Kim is intoxicating to me like no early woman I've been with. When she gets me going, hell yes I want to ping her up !

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those variety of thoughts or making these kind of decisions. We are talking animation long import when we talk about babies."

"Don't you think I realize that Jim ? Don't you think I've considered all that every time we got hot and bothered over that very idea ? But the excitement of someone fucking me without a condom so his cum is allowed up my cervix, that never went away.

I didn't just recreate with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with most of the guys I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and cause me a baby"always got me and him"over the top."The more I used that, the stronger my orgasms got !

I know that fantasy stayed hot for you too. Why was that ? Because you love playing the cuckolding game together ! It wasn't just the thought process of me fucking another guy. We got used to that pretty quickly. What really worked was me having another guy's baby ! That always worked.

Remember how it started ? How many clip did I deny you an orgasm until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would maintain you sooooo long"on the edge"by talking about letting some hot guy we might fit knock me up !

Remember how I would always name that guy as more handsome than you or bright than you and how I wanted my new child to have a turncock as Brobdingnagian as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would describe that baby as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY child could even end up being a professional jock if I chose a bulky stud instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would scuff you around clubs while I graded the single guy cable as potential fathers ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those things because it was the simply way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding fetish places that weren't always enjoyable to me ... but I always envied how erotic you could get.

For illustration ... You must've realized what I was doing when I started making you go down on my pussy after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely give suck me strip. recollect how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always nurse you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the kickoff time I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right on the hood of his car, in our private road, with the headlight on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my peg and I made you make clean me up with your clapper ? Remember how firmly you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to make you eat strange cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. call back how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your cock, you would groan and judder and shoot your cum so hard it would go way over your school principal and run down the bed headboard ?

Admit it Jim. It isn't"just me fucking someone"that gets to you. It's his cum in my pussy. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking live ! It has a power to piddle a baby inside me. That's why the phantasy never got old for either of us.

And I don't think you've ever gotten so gamey as the time I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the contraceptive pill ! And how I was going to sleep with every guy with"eight column inch"or more than at the guild and you were going to receive to watch me conceive MY next nestling ! I didn't tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to trust I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could cross that blood about person else getting me significant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceive another man's child !

Remember how turned on you were watching me fuck ... What was it, four guys ? Remember how shake you were licking me blank each time afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your balls were all swollen ... And how hard you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magical clock time for both of us Jim. The proficient multiplication among so many wonderful times ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the interesting change that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each early to incredible top. Did you even think we could take this particular ‘ new infant matter'to the brink of so many climaxes without the factual experience creating ?"

"Yea I know Ash. I worried about that more often than you know after we came down from those highs. You wanting to get pregnant was always hot. But ..."

"No buts ... have some religion that it has finally created ... and it's creating punter than we had ever imagined. Our illusion never included another woman and yet here we are.

Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It's not just me and gorgeous Mike. There's a nice balance to all this. microphone may be just a bit more bighearted and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one lucky guy !

She had her pipe dream for nine months. We had our illusion for a few years. What's the big difference between an intense dream or intense phantasy ? Could you even imagine a better span to do this with ?

Start thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become lifelong partner facing all of life sentence's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our making love to each former year after yr ... until ‘ death do us persona ?'

Can you guess how much to a greater extent interesting life will be with them and our mutual small fry at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fantasy and so many people. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for dear. I'm ready for a new baby !"

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We rode the rest of the way home without speaking lots. I knew I had just stirred up a totally bunch in Jim but there was also so much inside me to believe about.

Like ... Why I"enjoy being in sexual love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some trouble ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to live my life any other way. There was no possession, no family, no car, no holiday, no escapade, no laurels or sensory faculty of location or powerfulness that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating feeling of falling in making love with someone new and enjoying their company. Our life style has allowed me to do that many sentence and from that point of view, I may be the luckiest woman in the humankind !

Trusting someone, even soul you love, is an entirely different matter. Trust is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this unhurt thing with Mike and Kim is going to take some prison term for reliance to come forth.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such strong emotions for microphone and almost as much for his incredibly lovely wife and this new suffer baby, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a family no LE ! All I know is these notion are much deeper than usual. They are nonrational. I feel them in my gut like a palpitation in sync with something on a practically grander scale than I can conceive of.

Saame is true for the sexual side with Mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my white meat. They started out feeling on fire in the hospital but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that orgasm with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my apparel to displace in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... come in here. attend at my breasts. Do they count different to you ?"

"Different ? Of line they are. I've always told you your tits were different. I could pick them out of a line-up blindfolded. call up that meter I did that in Jamaica ?

babe ... are you trying to get me surd ? I don't think we have time and I'm tellin ya. My cock is still tender from cobbler's last night !"

"No seriously. add up over here and feel them. Do they seem thicker than usual ? Here. Put your script underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. Feel that thick spot right in the middle ? It's so medium there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel with child ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be later for dinner at their firm. microphone said he was putting the steaks on at 7:30 and not to be late. That leaves us less than 30 minute of arc to get there. I'm tamp and already ingest my bag in my car. How about you ?"

"I'm packed. Could you call for these down ? I'll follow you there. But I'm telling ya. Something is going on with these boob !"

"Ash ... What do you expect ? You've just gone through probably the most emotionally intense experiences we've ever had with you delivering that infant, trying to nurse it ... and on top of all that, falling in erotic love with a new guy ! Your hormone have to be raging. That's got to send a jolt to every gland in your organic structure !

catch your keys and I'll sports meeting you down at the elevator car. We got ta go !

What have you got in these suitcases ? careen ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so off-the-wall if not risky and yet so raw, all at the Same meter. My thought process are all over the map just like they always are when it comes to have it away and sex.

However ... Jim and I have learned one thing over the concluding few years of our sexual exploits. When we get a certain quality or intensity in our erotic reply, it is best to pause and take banker's bill. Something important is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the coolheaded view in our shared experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic trigger, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a ripe indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this solid encounter with Mike and Kim feels. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a couple so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"luck of our souls."

They really are special people and I might as well tell you, since we met them, I was constantly dripping. I mean, I changed out the sixth pad inside my panties that day and was pretty surely it would also be soaked soon.

Tomorrow both of our guys would be gone for maybe a twin hebdomad and then it would just be me, Kim and little Poppy. What were we getting ourselves into ?

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"semen on in you two. microphone is out back and just tell apart me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those bags up to your room. Ash, want to help me get the drinks ready ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's Mike's favourite. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak barrel aging. delay ... let me guess. I bet that's what Jim likes too ?"

"Kim, if it's not red wine then tequila or a margarita is nearly all he drinks unless he's biking and then it's beer. The hoppier the better !"

"My goodness Ash. Saame here. I can drink a whole pitcher of the stuff and nonsense after a century ride ! hold ... you said Jim bikes ? Do you mean a bike ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushes pedals.'I think he has 8 bicycles in the garage and is constantly buying and selling new I. He's hooked up with a few professional bikers on eBay. They get a new bike every year through their sponsors and then automatically trade their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new motorcycle, well ... one year old bike but new to him.

Kim, sometimes I think he likes biking more than sex ! Since he got into it years ago, he hardly golfs any more and even insists on having his current ‘ front-runner drive'hanging on our bedroom paries. He says ...

‘ The ocular geometry of the bicycle does something important to my encephalon before I go to sleep.'

He even pets it every time he goes by and claim he can find out it whimper if he doesn't look at it out. He's absolutely crazy about cycle. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a twin expensive ones. It's just not me."

"Does he ever go on long rides like a century ? A 100 miles ? If he does I'm totally stealing him from you !"

"Kim ... all the time ! and that makes him gone most of the day. It's the one matter in our life story that separates us. I just can't do it and I always feel bad not going with him."

"Oh my gawd Ash ! This keeps getting better and better. I have the Sami problem with microphone ! His idea of a bully day is hunting antiques in quaint trivial stores or estate sales or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ picker !'Look around the business firm. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an antique.

I'd rather spend the day riding my bike through farm lands."

"Kim, We are swapping husband. Picking is exactly what I love to do when Jim is out riding !"With

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"girlfriend ... Steaks are done. drunkenness ready ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

"Yes ! Coming right out."“ Ash can you bring the two pitchers. I'll get glasses and the ice. Geez. I can't believe he BIKES !"

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and amatory. Their patio mesa was as exceptional as their yard old house. I've never seen a 6 ft hybrid sectional slab cut off the body of a redwood tree diagram and used for a postpone top. It was about 4"midst and still had deeply furrowed bark around the bound. Set on a combination really arm plinth, polished and coated with acrylic, it looked spectacular. mike said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The grilled asparagus, zucchini, bell peppers were perfectly done, along with broiled mushrooms and sauce over quinoa, and those"Japanese steaks"... They were definitely the heavyset and most succulent I've ever had. Jim commented ...

"You know Ash, Toyota's Kobe beef cattle is a bit pricey. That's because it is really made by Lexus !"

That smart ass comment kinda made microphone and Kim choke on their intellectual nourishment.

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to melt in my mouth ! I guess I'll just make to get used to mike's sense of style and budget.

I might have added a dainty feeding bottle or two of red vino instead of our pitchers but it was really intimate seance by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all night and talking antique while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking cycle with their pitcher of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each early about our different leaning and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to talk about More than just oldtimer and bicycles and we did.

After setting plan and expectations for the coming week of mike and Jim being away in North FL ... the conversation went directly into sex, along with recounting the night we had just shared, what made us laugh about it, what scared the crap out of us, and what the significance of our coming together each former might mean.

Eventually we had to discuss the huge"Elwyn Brooks White elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"encounter this wonderful dyad, falling in love with them, and two geezerhood later each of us having a new child with each other's spouse."As loony as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a feeling it all might be coming true.

The totally conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am abash and meritless about blurting out my dreams to you net night. I know I'm a footling bit sot right now, but looking back to end night I think I was a fiddling"sex drunk"then too. It seems now a horrifying affair to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundreds of people on my hitch over the last few geezerhood and I'm normally very good at reading citizenry and right at tiptoeing around their psychological event while never imposing on them. end night I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged miss in love. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily interpret, kind and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

I was a bit jumble when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apology was needed, although it was a nice thing to hear from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the atmosphere at the tabular array. Fortunately Jim jumped in with words that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this lifestyle for several years now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. close night was like that for all of us ... but for me it was the most intense sex I've ever had with anyone in this life style. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those look seem mutual at this table ... no apology is certainly needed for that.

As far as your dreams go, I understand why it all came out because we were all in high spirits as a kite in sex last dark. I don't think you are telling us right now you don't believe them any more. I think the real question is if your ambition are truly precognitive or not. I am starting to trust they might be. I've thought process about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the wrong couple, I mean if we were not the duad in your dreaming, or if the aspiration were nothing more than your imaginations during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during last evening and today, something would've ‘ gone south'or at least as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opposite has occurred. We all felt an acute attraction to each former and then sharing the birthing of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It love bonded us !'

Kim ... I am absolutely ... oh what's the word I'm looking for ... ‘ SMITTEN with you'... and everything I've learned about you by talking tonight and talking this morning with your married man. As far as I know, he feels the same way about Ashley.

And the component part about having each other's baby ... I can tell you this. Ashley has had a fancy about about getting impregnated by another man for days. I bet I've helped her to a hundred orgasms when the trigger was not me. Instead it was the cerebration of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming inside. Both of us have always wondered why that particular fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being common in the bunch we've played with.

Yet ... here we are with you two. Maybe all of Ashley's fantasies were touching something in her future ... just like your dreams.

You and mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping fathers. I'll have to be honest. I need some sentence to aline to that idea. The conditional relation seem far and all-inclusive to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

I'm beaming it's now all out in the clear and not some resident agenda you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe honestness is the foundation to any relationship and especially when we are all about to enter on a journey into intertwined relationships that few people ever think potential let alone essay.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in mode that are way beyond my logical judgment. I'm sword lily Mike and I are leaving for a couple week. That should give us all some time to cool down and see if the feelings we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all have sex dear what's really real ... when we get back."

By the metre Jim was done speaking all that and more, Kim was openly sobbing and continued doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the curved matching redwood bench to cheek and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my helping hand as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional release. We just sat and watched our spouses in awe. It could not have seemed more sanctified to both of us than if a huge beam of visible radiation had come out of the sky and engross Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a long piece, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most unplumbed sixth sense that would end up shaping our reciprocal relationships for years to come ...

"If this is going to figure out between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sentiency that Mike and I will have as many potential emergence as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridgework of intimate submissiveness and have long since been prosperous with you two having other lover. The interrogative sentence is can you both handle the view of new sister ? Can you both learn to get laid each other, be kind to each other and be condole with and understanding ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in honey with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the only way this is going to work. It's going to boil down to choosing erotic love and loving reaction vs choosing criticisms and detachment. If you two can oversee that, then we all might progress a very special marijuana cigarette family.

When Mike and I get back, I hope you two have figured that out and if you both say yes, an forceful yes, then let's consider this ...

We completely swap wife for 90 day and after that time we review our kinship and continue or set our agreement. But when I say swop, I mean really switch. Nothing pretend. I want to kip with Kim every night. I want to answer to her only, and her to me, for what we decide is important to us and how we spend our Clarence Shepard Day Jr. just as if we were married and monogamous.

If we can coiffure at least some short honeymoon together while dealing with this new baby, all the better and I suggest the same for both of you.

I don't think we should even call up about swapping back until that 90 days is over. I suggest we enter this with absolutely no predetermined limit point on how far we fall in love with each early.

Realistically, it may be hard at times. We may get feelings of green-eyed monster and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will have a expert idea if this is a mere fancy or something more divinely animate and energized.

We need to make going in to this that it could end up disastrous to both of our marriages. We might decide to just get back with our married woman or ... we could end up leaving them to stay with each other's married woman ... and as"new twosome"go our come apart ways. Separation is a naturalistic termination we must contemplate.

It's important that we all see this as a huge gamble.

microphone, by planning this 90 day separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of passion with our spouse. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our marriages. Ashley and I have had mickle of tempting chances to leave our wedlock and might cause if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love and I sense the Sami is true for you two.

microphone ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to concentrate on building a living with our new better half, our second wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 daytime we can plan the next period of time of prison term, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's ambition to be avowedly, a little over a year from now I'm going to have impregnated ner with a new baby, as you will accept with Ash. That's tinker's damn heavy for me to believe about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this crazy thing could also be incredibly like an utopia of passion.

A year goes by middling fast. That's why I believe we need to get right into it for the adjacent 90 daylight and see if this can work."

There was really no discussion necessary. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the idea and knew I wanted Mike as a"husband"and not just a lover. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really prepare for someone like me too. mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally reliable. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to entrust him ... definitely not that. There was just a longing for someone like mike inside me that came bubbling up to the surface this weekend, something I didn't quite know was still there.

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also true up for both of them. I'm so well-chosen for him. Kim is so much more his type and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally have made me so jealous but there I was holding custody with the man of my dreams.

I think we all agreed it would be best to bump out what was going to shape or not work ... sooner than later.

I ended the evening by standing up from the table saying ..."Ok but I'm claiming THIS married man for one last night before our 90 day thing begins. You two probably want to be with Poppy anyway. speech production of which, I can hardly believe she's been so quiet. clip to hold back on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the morning !"

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The moment we closed our bedchamber door I jumped in Jim's subdivision with my legs wrapped around his waistline. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful antique bed sate with the obligatory squeaks.

I can't remember the last clock time we so passionately round each early ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it loose causing buttons to fly and releasing the breast clasp of my bra. His lip was immediately on my right breast licking and sucking my nipple and then sucking as much of my dope into his backtalk as possible while tonguing my nipple. He's got that proficiency down. No one has ever sucked my tits as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"giving man of style"... what made this time even more different was the aching flame in my boobs. It didn't take but a few arcminute and I was rocking in an unusually trench orgasm ! And other than my front-runner blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my left breast, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. Well that breast had been aching more than the rightfulness and it took him even lupus erythematosus time to get my back arched as senior high as it would go in another shattering long lasting climax ! I finally collapsed in a pant fit !

"Oh you rocking hot rivet, I said laughing. You aren't thinking about me ! You are pretending you are about to fuck Kim aren't ya ?"

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my mightily boob and resolved that impression of"unfinished clientele"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my third orgasm as I was arching my back again like a bucking bronco !

Now I was starting to sense the aerobic gist of all this and perspiration was forming on my face as Jim switched off my rectify breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left bosom. That too sent me rocking in another unusually mystifying orgasm.

This had never happened before. Normally a breast climax is rather light and leaves me longing for a rima oris on my clit. Not this time. All I heard myself saying was ...

"Don't you fucking stop ! sucking my entire boob longer ... not just my mamilla ! Everything inside just keeps getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't stop and continued alternating bosom, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the former breast and that touch of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more vivid. Something strange was happening with my tit. I started loosing count how many acute sexual climax I had until everything went dark.

I must 've passed out. That's happened only one clip before ... with a woman, when Gail was making love to me.

I woke up in the center of the night. My clothes were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the lather. We were both under the natural covering and Jim was spooning me while fast asleep. I don't think we ever made making love. nooky ! Jim had to accept been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

I reached down and finger my panties. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my fingers inside them to find my burning clit and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingers in my mouthpiece like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't flavour or taste like semen. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my scanty while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his cock but something inside told me not to. I was in a strange orgasmic glow that was a little bittersweet nightshade. Somehow those climax seemed to grant a release from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three calendar month and more than that, my lesbian incline was surely going to go forth with Kim.

Yea and More than that ... What I was feeling at that import had zippo to do with Jim, or maybe even Mike.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my creative thinker eye were Kim's beautiful Earth. Jim was right field about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of breasts at any of our clubs. That might've made me a little envious of Kim or even jealous except I knew those"two babies"were going to be mine all mine for the next mates workweek.

Just thinking about that made my own bosom tingle and begin to burn. So I reached up and started to rove my nipples, one and then the former, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This time something really unusual happened ... my hand was all wet, as was the canvas below my tits. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my digit in my backtalk and immediately recognized the taste. Oh my gawd. My milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like colostrum. No wonder my breasts were so medium. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could materialise so fast.

So there I was a new nursing woman with no baby of her own. Oh this is too good to be true ! Now all I could believe of was little Poppy and nursing her in the sunrise.

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Jim was up before I was, but woke me as he dressed and went downstairs for breakfast with Mike. So I snuck in Kim's room and found her fast asleep. As I walked over to that immense pony, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so endearing. I had to pick her up and then walk her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a nipple just like she had been doing that for workweek and since I was nude, except for my still moist step-in, it was sluttish for her to get hold one. We rocked like that for at least twenty minutes. It was one of the most exquisite nursings I could remember having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both chest. Poppy went back and forth between the two several multiplication. And yes, each clock time I had another orgasm, not"bed rocking"types like last night, but still wonderful. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy ? I never had this many with my own shaver. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably oppose over who gets to nurse her.

It must've been my groan while nursing that woke her but when I finally opened my eyes, I saw Kim sitting up in the bed smiling at me.

"Ashley ... that was the most beautiful affair I've ever witnessed ! How many prison term did you cum for good saki ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the good portion ! Guess what came in last night ! My Milk River ! I woke up in the middle of the night with my breasts on fire and as I was starting to pick off them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hand and the sheets. I don't know how this is possible but they were pretty wide of Milk River this dawn. Look at her ! She's auditory sensation asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her down feather and then and descend over here. As punishment for stealing my baby, you have to help me out ! My breast are bursting at the bed !"

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Well ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her head and vex my spit down her pharynx as we tumbled backwards into her piled up quilt. It was a bit outrageous for me to do that but was so a lot fun I just shock myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each early's head and mashed our mouth. There a despairing feeling about Kim. She's was clearly gear up for it, clearly more experienced kissing a fair sex than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our tongues swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these side by side couple weeks !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my headland down to her tit and literally forced me to startle nursing her.

I've tasted my own milk before and have always found it to be nice, sweet, and a little thinner than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was decent ! Kim's milk was sweeter than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was athirst so I wasted no time devouring her bosom.

Here's the matter I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and areola just right, form of like Jim always does with a combination of sucking the breast first and then the nipple, I could get her milk to force out pretty concentrated and not just dribble into my mouth. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of trend this intense breast activeness had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one thing in common. We both cum pretty all-fired easily with only our nipples in action mechanism.

Oh how I love the feeling of an orgasm rippling through someone's body as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a woman. And that dawn with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her nipples this sensitive. Her tits left my nous spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually prepare love to each former.

I drained her right field breast in short edict and moved to her allow doing the Lapp until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful glow about her and it made me realize why Jim was so taken by her mantrap. I started to get hold of up to kiss her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't stop. That was one of the most wonderful sentience I've ever had. There's still more Milk there. I can finger it. Just go slower."

So I did and this time, I wasn't attacking her tit like some inexperienced teenager. I made love to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipples as more Milk kept rewarding me each time I sucked.

I wish I knew how to describe what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a line that can be crossed when a woman makes love to a woman. Now I've played with missy. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clits to an orgasm. But at a club that is all playful. It's not literal and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his wife.

This was very dissimilar. I was really making making love ... to a woman. No man was involved and I touched for the first fourth dimension what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a different soul. In those instant I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the essence of being lesbian. You just desire this woman all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her horse sense of way ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a hollow or maybe considerably ... a vortex I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to resist. All I knew in that second was, I loved those new feelings.

Maybe it was the milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a farsighted forgotten time when I was a baby and I loved nursed my mom. But I now understood why some guy rope love lactating women !

I don't have a go at it how foresighted that went on. It was awhile and I only looked up when I heard a cough at the door. There looking in, were Jim and mike with huge smiling on their faces !

"Ashley ! Damnit gurl ... I don't think you left anything for poor picayune Poppy !"

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my Milk River came in last night ! It's all your mistake the way you abused my dope ! former this sunup I was leaking colostrum all over the sheets and this morning when I got up I actually nursed little Poppy until she was live up to and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her bosom were full and aching, and minuscule Poppy's tummy was total of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her poor, wonderful boobs ! I am just doing what made me do !"

"Yea right ! And that's why your helping hand was between your legs the entire time too !

I guess you two are off to a sound start. Two breast feeding mama ! How convenient is that going to be !"said my comb-out husband.

Then Mike chimed in."Kim and Ashley ... don't forget about us while we are gone ! We expect you to make it up when we get back.

Listen ... don't get out of bed. Enjoy the afterglow and the soldering that's happening. There's no point in interrupting that. Besides ... Jim and I have to get going. We are so belatedly getting off. We will ring you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

With that they just disappeared out the doorway and left us ! !

fucking ! piece of ass ! Fuck !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my arms to draw and hump all day ! We may not be spending a lot clip out of bed !

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It's just the three of us now. And I'm thinking ... Who needs guy anyway when the side by side few calendar week seem so romantic in this gorgeous house ... the house that is starting to feel like mine !

Wow. sanctum dump ! This house mighty be mine !

Yup. That tender wonderful tactile sensation I crave of falling in love with someone new is back, and this time not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this little adorable female child, the niggling girl I delivered in the back of an SUV, speeding down the boulevard !