Picking up from floor # 3 ...

After getting the grand tour of the rest of their magnificent home plate, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the border of the kitty with our substructure dangling in the warm water. I didn't want to leave. But if we were going to spend the Night, we needed to get dwelling house and pack for Jim's trip to N Florida and my halt with Kim. Mike got us out the room access with the promise of the right steaks we have ever had if we got back in time for dinner party. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were better than any in the entire freaking world !

"Best in the all worldly concern ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased microphone. He and Jim just rolled their optic and Kim covered her mouth and conveniently turned away.

That's how it was going to be with these people. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making smart if not smart ass input ! This whole weekend might give birth turned out so differently if we hadn't been so relax around them. It felt like we had been friends for years.

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fountainhead ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our home plate and that gave us some needed clip during the cause to ensure in with each early about what we were getting ourselves into.

"Ash ... Do you really like this guy Mike ? If not, you have to be careful. He's head teacher over heels about you and for a guy who has just had a new child with such a beautiful wife ... his emotions seem largely with you. The new family 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 talking to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to provide you and get married him. It was at least a fun theme to play with. But Mike has triggered those old flavor, tone I thought were gone.

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

I really do desire to hold another infant and I'm thinking more and more everything could puzzle out out between the four of us. The estimate of actually planning on getting pregnant with Mike, you know ... deliberately fucking him on the optimal day ... maybe filming it with you and Kim by my side of meat watching it all, and feeling his seed going up in my uterine cervix reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how a great deal 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 real question or is she too psycho for ya ?"

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those ambition. I'm not really sure as shooting 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 recognize, this is no longer a fantasy. This is real, Ash.

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

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those kind of intellection or making these kind of decision. We are talking life long outcome 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 musical theme ? But the excitement of someone fucking me without a safe so his cum is allowed up my cervix uteri, that never went away.

I didn't just trifle 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 make me a baby"always got me and him"over the top."The more I used that, the stronger my orgasm got !

I know that fantasy stayed hot for you too. Why was that ? Because you love playing the cuckolding plot together ! It wasn't just the thought 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 times did I deny you an orgasm until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would keep you sooooo long"on the sharpness"by talking about letting some hot guy we might fulfill knock me up !

Remember how I would always describe that guy as more handsome than you or smarter than you and how I wanted my new infant to have a cock as Brobdingnagian as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would account that child as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY sister could even end up being a professional athlete if I chose a bulky studhorse instead of a wimpish guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around ball club while I graded the unity guys as possible fathers ?

Remember all that talk ?

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

For case ... 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 breastfeed me clean. remember how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always suck in you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the first time I came home with Jerry and he fucked me rightfulness on the punk of his car, in our drive, with the headlights on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my branch and I made you clean me up with your tongue ? Remember how hard you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to give you eat strange cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. Remember how many multiplication after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your dick, you would groan and shake and fool away your cum so hard it would go way over your head 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 cunt. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a big businessman to piss 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 high as the metre I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the pill ! And how I was going to lie with every guy with"eight column inch"or Thomas More at the golf club and you were going to bear to watch me conceptualise MY side by side child ! I didn't Tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to conceive I had really stopped taking the lozenge when I fucked those guy rope. I wanted to see if you could cross that line about somebody else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceptualise another man's baby !

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

Think of all the worry changes that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each early to incredible heights. Did you even think we could accept this fussy ‘ new baby matter'to the brink of so many culmination without the genuine 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 fraught was always hot. But ..."

"No buts ... have some faith that it has finally created ... and it's creating better than we had ever imagined. Our fantasy 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 skillful balance to all this. Mike may be just a bit more openhanded and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one lucky guy !

She had her dreaming for nine calendar month. We had our illusion for a few years. What's the big deviation between an acute pipe dream or vivid fantasy ? Could you even imagine a better couple to do this with ?

Start thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become womb-to-tomb cooperator facing all of life history's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our love to each early year after year ... until ‘ destruction do us parting ?'

Can you imagine how practically Sir Thomas More interest animation will be with them and our common kids at our slope ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fancy and so many people. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for lovemaking. I'm ready for a new baby !"

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We rode the ease of the way home without speaking a good deal. I knew I had just stirred up a unscathed clump in Jim but there was also so often inside me to cogitate about.

Like ... Why I"fuck being in love life"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 exist my biography any early way. There was no possession, no house, no car, no vacation, no risky venture, no accolade or sense of position or powerfulness that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating feeling of falling in lovemaking with someone new and enjoying their company. Our life-style has allowed me to do that many meter and from that point of view, I may be the prosperous woman in the worldly concern !

Trusting mortal, even soul you love, is an entirely unlike matter. Trust is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this unharmed thing with Mike and Kim is going to take some time for corporate trust to come out.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such strong emotions for mike and almost as very much for his incredibly lovely wife and this new turn out sister, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a family no less ! All I know is these tactual sensation are much mysterious than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a shaking in sync with something on a much grander plate than I can opine.

Saame is true for the sexual face with microphone. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my breasts. They started out feeling on ardour in the hospital but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that sexual climax with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my clothes to move in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... come in here. Look at my white meat. Do they look different to you ?"

"Different ? Of course they are. I've always told you your tits were dissimilar. I could foot them out of a line-up blindfolded. Remember that fourth dimension I did that in Jamaica ?

Babe ... are you trying to get me hard ? I don't think we have prison term and I'm tellin ya. My prick is still tender from last night !"

"No seriously. Come over here and feel them. Do they seem chummy than common ? Here. Put your hands underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A picayune harder. finger that thick spot right in the midsection ? It's so sensible there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel great ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be latterly for dinner party at their house. microphone said he was putting the steaks on at 7:30 and not to be late. That leaves us to a lesser extent than 30 minutes to get there. I'm packed and already induce my old bag in my car. How about you ?"

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

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

Grab your keys and I'll meet you down at the automobile. We got ta go !

What have you got in these suitcases ? Rocks ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so bizarre if not risky and yet so lifelike, all at the same fourth dimension. My thoughts are all over the map just like they always are when it comes to love and sex.

However ... Jim and I have learned one thing over the net few years of our sexual exploits. When we get a certain timbre or intensity in our erotic answer, it is best to pause and necessitate note. Something important is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the cool aspects in our apportion experiences. Great desire, not just the normal titillating triggers, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a just index number of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this whole encounter with Mike and Kim feels. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a brace so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"destiny of our souls."

They really are extra 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 scanty that day and was pretty sure it would also be soaked soon.

Tomorrow both of our guy rope would be gone for maybe a yoke calendar week and then it would just be me, Kim and little Poppy. What were we getting ourselves into ?

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"seed on in you two. Mike is out back and just evidence me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and remove all those bags up to your way. Ash, want to help me get the drinks set up ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's Mike's favorite. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak bbl 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. Same here. I can wassail a completely pitcher of the stuff after a 100 ride ! Wait ... you said Jim bikes ? Do you mean a bicycle ?"

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

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

‘ The visual geometry of the bike does something of import to my mentality before I go to sleep.'

He even pets it every clock time he goes by and title he can take heed it whimper if he doesn't take up it out. He's absolutely crazy about bike. I've tried to do the ride with him. He's even bought me a couple expensive one. It's just not me."

"doe he ever go on long drive like a one C ? A 100 miles ? If he does I'm totally stealing him from you !"

"Kim ... all the clock time ! and that makes him gone virtually of the day. It's the one thing in our lives 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 Same trouble with microphone ! His musical theme of a corking day is hunting antiques in quaint little stores or the three estates cut-rate sale or old farm home. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ selector !'Look around the theater. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an old geezer.

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

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

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"fille ... Steaks are done. Drinks prepare ? Jim and I are hungry !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more adorable and romantic. Their patio table was as exceptional as their rarified old house. I've never seen a 6 foot cross sectional slab cut off the trunk of a redwood tree and used for a put off top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the edge. Set on a combination real number limb pedestal, polished and coated with acrylic resin, it looked spectacular. microphone said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The barbecued asparagus, courgette, bell Piper nigrum were perfectly done, along with grilled mushrooms and sauce over quinoa, and those"Nipponese steaks"... They were definitely the thickest 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 scuttlebutt kinda made microphone and Kim choke on their solid food.

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to dethaw in my mouth ! I guess I'll just have to get used to mike's sentiency of way and budget.

I might bear added a nice bottle or two of red wine instead of our hurler but it was really intimate sitting by myself side by side to Mike sharing our T & Ts all nighttime and talking antiques while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking bikes with their pitcher of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each other about our different propensity and we all ended up well lubricated by the sentence the repast was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to blab out about more than just antique and bike and we did.

After setting plans and expected value for the occur weeks of microphone and Jim being away in North Florida ... 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 implications of our meeting each other might stand for.

Eventually we had to talk about the huge"lily-white elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"meeting this wonderful span, falling in love with them, and two years later each of us having a new baby with each other's spouse."As weirdo as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a feeling it all might be coming true.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apologia.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am stymy and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you endure Nox. I know I'm a petty bit imbibe right now, but looking back to lastly nighttime I think I was a piddling"sex sot"then too. It seems now a horrible affair to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundreds of people on my tours over the last few years and I'm normally very good at reading people and good at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. endure Night I more than than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in love. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily agreement, sort and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

I was a bit disjointed when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apology was needed, although it was a gracious thing to get wind from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the standard pressure at the table. Fortunately Jim jumped in with row that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this life style for several days 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 lifestyle. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those feelings seem reciprocal at this table ... no apology is certainly needed for that.

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

If we were the damage couple, I mean if we were not the duad in your pipe dream, or if the ambition were nothing more than your imaging during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during net even 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 intense attraction to each other and then sharing the birth 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 break of day with your husband. As far as I know, he feels the Lapplander way about Ashley.

And the division about having each other's babies ... I can tell you this. Ashley has had a fantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for age. I bet I've helped her to a hundred sexual climax when the trigger was not me. Instead it was the thought of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming inside. Both of us have always wondered why that particular proposition fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being plebeian in the crowds we've played with.

Yet ... here we are with you two. Maybe all of Ashley's phantasy were touching something in her futurity ... just like your dream.

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping fathers. I'll have to be honest. I need some time to align to that idea. The significance seem far and wide to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

I'm gladiola it's now all out in the open and not some resident physician agenda you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe honesty is the instauration to any family relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journey into intertwined relationship that few people ever think possible let alone set about.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in ways that are way beyond my ordered mind. I'm glad Mike and I are leaving for a duad hebdomad. That should give us all some time to cool down down and see if the touch sensation we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know better what's really existent ... when we get back."

By the clock time 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 sequoia bench to face and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my men as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's excited dismissal. We just sat and watched our spouses in awe. It could not give birth seemed More sacred to both of us than if a Brobdingnagian beam of ignitor had come out of the sky and engulfed Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a long spell, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound insight that would end up shaping our mutual family relationship for years to come ...

"If this is going to process between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sense that mike and I will have as many potential issues as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridge circuit of sexual submissiveness and have long since been well-off with you two having other buff. The question is can you both handle the facial expression of new babies ? Can you both learn to love each other, be kind to each other and be compassionate and intellect ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in love with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the merely way this is going to work. It's going to moil down to choosing lovemaking and loving reaction vs choosing literary criticism and legal separation. If you two can carry off that, then we all might build a very extra articulate family line.

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

We completely swap wives for 90 days and after that time we review our relationships and continue or line up our agreement. But when I say trade, I mean really trade. Nothing pretend. I want to sleep with Kim every night. I want to suffice to her only, and her to me, for what we decide is important to us and how we spend our 24-hour interval just as if we were married and monogamous.

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

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

Realistically, it may be hard at times. We may get feelings of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will own a better idea if this is a mere fancy or something more divinely exalt and energized.

We need to recognise going in to this that it could end up fateful to both of our marriages. We might decide to just get back with our wife or ... we could end up leaving them to stick around with each other's wife ... and as"new couples"go our offprint ways. breakup is a realistic outcome we must contemplate.

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

Mike, by planning this 90 day legal separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of love with our married person. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our union. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting chances to leave our marriage and might take in if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love and I sense the Sami is true for you two.

mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some metre to concentrate on building a sprightliness with our new better half, our second base wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 day we can plan the side by side point of time, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's dreams to be true, a little over a twelvemonth from now I'm going to cause impregnated ner with a new baby, as you will suffer with Ash. That's shucks heavily for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this unbalanced thing could also be incredibly like an utopia of love.

A twelvemonth goes by fairly fast. That's why I believe we need to get right into it for the future 90 mean solar day and see if this can work."

There was really no discussion essential. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the idea and knew I wanted mike as a"hubby"and not just a buff. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really cook for someone like me too. mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally straight. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to leave him ... definitely not that. There was just a hungriness for someone like microphone inside me that came bubbling up to the aerofoil this weekend, something I didn't quite know was still there.

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also true for both of them. I'm so happy for him. Kim is so much more his type and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally feature made me so envious but there I was holding hand with the man of my pipe dream.

I think we all agreed it would be best to find out what was going to solve or not puzzle out ... Oklahoman than later.

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

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The minute we closed our chamber door I jumped in Jim's blazonry with my leg wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful old geezer bed replete with the obligatory squeaks.

I can't commend the net time we so passionately attacked each former ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it open causing buttons to fly and releasing the strawman clasp of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my aright bosom drubbing and sucking my nipple and then sucking as often of my boob into his oral fissure as possible while tonguing my pap. He's got that proficiency down. No one has ever sucked my tits as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous estimate of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"handsome man of style"... what made this metre even more different was the aching fire in my tit. It didn't take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually late sexual climax ! And other than my favorite 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 love. Well that boob had been aching more than the right field and it took him even less fourth dimension to get my back arched as high as it would go in another shattering long lasting sexual climax ! I finally collapsed in a panting fit !

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

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my aright boob and resolved that smell of"bare business"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 feel the aerobic effects of all this and perspiration was forming on my case as Jim switched off my rightfield breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deep orgasm.

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

"Don't you fucking bar ! Suck my entire boob longer ... not just my tit ! Everything inside just keeps getting more sensible !"

So he didn't stop and continued alternating breasts, each meter until I convulsively came, and then left for the other breast and that feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each prison term it got more intense. Something strange was happening with my boobs. I started loosing count how many intense sexual climax I had until everything went black.

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

I woke up in the middle of the night. My wearing apparel were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the sweat. We were both under the covering fire and Jim was spooning me while fast numb. I don't think we ever made love life. Fuck ! Jim had to bear been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

I reached down and feel my panties. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my fingers inside them to feel my burning clit and in only a few separatrix I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingers in my mouth like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell or sense of taste like come. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my pantie 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 lambency that was a trivial bittersweet. Somehow those orgasms seemed to give a exit from Jim, maybe even released our man and wife. I knew I was going to be microphone's"wife"now for three months and more than than that, my lesbian side was surely going to come forth with Kim.

Yea and more than that ... What I was feeling at that present moment had nothing to do with Jim, or maybe even Mike.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my minds eye were Kim's beautiful orb. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of breasts at any of our baseball club. 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 couple weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own bosom quiver and start to cauterize. So I reached up and started to roll my nipples, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another coming. This time something really unknown happened ... my helping hand was all wet, as was the mainsheet below my tits. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my fingerbreadth in my mouth and immediately recognized the taste. Oh my gawd. My milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like foremilk. No wonder my breasts were so sensible. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could encounter so fast.

So there I was a new nursing woman with no babe of her own. Oh this is too good to be true ! Now all I could think of was short 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 trot, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to foot 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 panties, it was easy for her to incur one. We rocked like that for at least XX second. It was one of the most exquisite nursings I could think of having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both titty. Poppy went back and forth between the two several metre. And yes, each meter I had another sexual climax, not"bed rocking"types like lastly night, but still wonderful. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy ? I never had this many with my own nipper. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably agitate over who gets to nurse her.

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

"Ashley ... that was the most beautiful thing I've ever witnessed ! How many fourth dimension did you cum for goodness sake ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the effective part ! Guess what came in in conclusion Nox ! My milk ! I woke up in the midsection of the night with my white meat on flack and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my helping hand and the sheets. I don't know how this is potential but they were pretty full of Milk River this sunrise. Look at her ! She's sound asleep and satisfied !"

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

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Well ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her promontory and stuck my tongue down her pharynx as we tumbled backwards into her piled up baby's dummy. It was a bit outrageous for me to do that but was so lots fun I just shock myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each former's head and mashed our mouths. There a desperate touch sensation about Kim. She's was clearly gear up for it, clearly more live kissing a woman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our tongues swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these adjacent couple workweek !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my headspring down to her white meat and literally forced me to start nursing her.

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

Here's the thing I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and areola just right, kind of like Jim always does with a combining of sucking the breast first and then the pap, I could get her Milk to eject pretty laborious and not just dribble into my mouth. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of course this acute chest natural process had Kim's back arched off the sheet too. I guess we have one thing in common. We both cum pretty blame easily with only our nipples in legal action.

Oh how I love the look of an sexual climax rippling through someone's body as I'm loving on them. It's really soundly with a guy but great with a cleaning woman. And that morning time with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her tit this sensitive. Her nipple left my mind spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually make love to each early.

I drained her right breast in dead monastic order and moved to her left doing the Sami 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 beauty. I started to contact up to buss her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't plosive speech sound. That was one of the most howling sensation I've ever had. There's still more milk there. I can palpate it. Just go slower."

So I did and this metre, I wasn't attacking her breast like some inexperienced adolescent. I made dear to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipples as more milk kept rewarding me each time I sucked.

I wish I knew how to draw what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a billet that can be crossed when a adult female makes sexual love to a charwoman. Now I've played with lady friend. I've sucked a few twat and worked a few clits to an sexual climax. But at a nightspot that is all playful. It's not material and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his married woman.

This was very different. I was really making love ... to a charwoman. No man was involved and I touched for the first base clock time what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt barren and like I would forever be a different soul. In those moments I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the substance of being Lesbian. You just need this fair sex all for yourself, forever. You want her ravisher, her sex, her personality, her sense of dash ... you want to be with her all the meter. It's a pickle or maybe skillful ... a convolution I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to resist. All I knew in that moment was, I loved those new tone.

Maybe it was the Milk River. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a recollective forgotten time when I was a infant and I loved nursed my mom. But I now understood why some guy cable love lactating women !

I don't lie with how long 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 Brobdingnagian smiles on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to conceive this but my milk came in last Night ! It's all your geological fault the way you abused my booby ! Early this forenoon I was leaking colostrum all over the sheets and this morning when I got up I actually nursed minuscule Poppy until she was fulfil and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her breasts were full and aching, and minuscule Poppy's tum was full of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her wretched, wonderful boobs ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a good starting line. Two nursing moms ! How convenient is that going to be !"said my tease husband.

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

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

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

Fuck ! Fuck ! shag !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my arms to suck and fuck all day ! We may not be spending much sentence 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 next few weeks seem so romantic in this gorgeous house ... the house that is starting to feel like mine !

Wow. sanctum shit ! This house mighty be mine !

Yup. That quick wonderful touch I crave of falling in love with individual new is back, and this time not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this little adorable miss, the little girl I delivered in the back of an SUV, speeding down the boulevard !