Picking up from floor # 3 ...

After getting the grand tour of duty of the rest of their magnificent home plate, including spending nearly an hr outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drink on the edge of the pond with our feet dangling in the warm body of water. I didn't want to leave. But if we were going to spend the Nox, we needed to get dwelling and battalion for Jim's trip to N FL and my stay with Kim. microphone got us out the door with the promise of the best steaks we have ever had if we got back in metre for dinner party. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were better than any in the stallion freaking universe !

"topper in the whole earthly concern ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased Mike. He and Jim just rolled their eyes and Kim covered her back talk and conveniently turned away.

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

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fountainhead ... with the payoff of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our home and that gave us some needed prison term during the drive to determine 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 thrifty. He's nous over heels about you and for a guy who has just had a new infant 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 dangerous Ash. He's got it bad !"

"Jim, no one has affected me like mike since we got involved with Alex. I didn't public lecture to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to provide you and marry him. It was at least a fun idea to act as with. But microphone has triggered those old tactual sensation, feelings I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a unanimous bunch. I have no problem thinking about spending a lot of clock time with him. And I'll just come out and cue you ...

I really do require to take in another sister and I'm thinking More and more everything could bring out between the four of us. The idea 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 English watching it all, and feeling his seed going up in my cervix 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 !

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

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those dreams. I'm not really sure how I feel about all that yet and considering how lots you and I have played with the phantasy of having another kid with a new guy, you must make, this is no longer a illusion. This is real, Ash.

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

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

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

I didn't just encounter with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with to the highest degree of the guy cable I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and clear me a child"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 of me fucking another guy. We got used to that pretty quickly. What really worked was me having another guy's sister ! 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 hold open you sooooo prospicient"on the sharpness"by talking about letting some hot guy we might forgather strike hard me up !

Remember how I would always account that guy as more handsome than you or smarter than you and how I wanted my new babe to have a cock as huge as his and not as petite 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 baby could even end up being a professional person athlete if I chose a bulky macho-man instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around society while I graded the undivided guys as possible sire ?

Remember all that talk of the town ?

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 station that weren't always pleasurable to me ... but I always envied how erotic you could get.

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

Remember the first of all clip I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right on the cap of his car, in our driveway, with the headlights on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my legs and I made you clean me up with your tongue ? Remember how unvoiced you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to make you eat foreign cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. recall how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your peter, you would groan and shake and dash your cum so difficult it would go way over your head and run down the bed headboard ?

Admit it Jim. It isn't"just me fucking person"that gets to you. It's his cum in my pussycat. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a top executive to wee a baby inside me. That's why the fantasy never got old for either of us.

And I don't think you've ever gotten so high as the clock time I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the pill ! And how I was going to roll in the hay every guy with"eight inch"or more at the golf-club and you were going to have to watch me conceive MY next child ! I didn't William Tell you it wasn't admittedly. I needed you to believe I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could scotch that channel about someone else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to think another man's baby !

Remember how turned on you were watching me fuck ... What was it, four guy wire ? Remember how energise you were licking me neat each time afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your orchis were all swollen ... And how hard you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were wizard clip for both of us Jim. The best prison term among so many wonderful times ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the interesting changes that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each other to incredible altitude. Did you even think we could convey this specific ‘ new baby thing'to the brink of so many coming without the literal experience creating ?"

"Yea I know Ash. I worried about that more often than you know after we came down from those senior high. 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 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 residuum to all this. Mike may be just a bit more handsome 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 month. We had our fantasies for a few years. What's the big difference of opinion between an acute dream or intense fancy ? Could you even imagine a ripe twosome to do this with ?

scratch line thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become womb-to-tomb partners facing all of liveliness's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our honey to each other year after year ... until ‘ end do us region ?'

Can you think how a lot more interesting life will be with them and our common Thomas Kyd at our English ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many phantasy and so many multitude. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for dearest. I'm ready for a new infant !"

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We rode the rest of the way household without speaking a good deal. I knew I had just stirred up a whole cluster in Jim but there was also so much inside me to believe about.

Like ... Why I"have a go at it being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some problem ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to go my life any other way. There was no self-possession, no star sign, no car, no vacation, no risky venture, no accolade or signified of position or might that even comes close in meaning to me than that lovesome intoxicating feeling of falling in love with someone new and enjoying their company. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many sentence and from that head of perspective, I may be the luckiest woman in the world !

Trusting someone, even someone you love, is an entirely different topic. reliance is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this whole affair with Mike and Kim is going to take some time for trust to come forth.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such stiff emotions for mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely married woman and this new deliver child, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three the great unwashed, and a kinfolk no less ! All I know is these feelings are much deeper than usual. They are splanchnic. I feel them in my gut like a vibe in sync with something on a much grander scale leaf than I can suppose.

Same is true for the sexual English with mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something severe going on with my breasts. They started out feeling on flack in the hospital but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that climax with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my wearing apparel to act in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... ejaculate in here. expect at my breasts. Do they look unlike to you ?"

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

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

"No seriously. get over here and palpate them. Do they seem compact than common ? Here. Put your hands underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A footling harder. feel that thick spot right wing in the center ? It's so medium there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel great ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be deep for dinner party at their house. Mike said he was putting the steaks on at 7:30 and not to be late. That leaves us less than 30 second to get there. I'm packed and already have my bags in my car. How about you ?"

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

"Ash ... What do you expect ? You've just gone through probably the most emotionally acute experiences we've ever had with you delivering that baby, trying to nurse it ... and on top of all that, falling in dear with a new guy ! Your hormones have to be raging. That's got to send a saccade to every secretory organ in your soundbox !

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

What have you got in these suitcases ? John Rock ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so bizarre if not risky and yet so raw, all at the Lapp time. 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 affair over the last few years of our sexual exploit. When we get a certain quality or intensity in our erotic response, it is best to hesitate and subscribe note. Something significant is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the cool panorama in our shared experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic trigger, but deep down desire has proved trusty and a good indicator 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 couple so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"circumstances of our souls."

They really are particular citizenry 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 certainly it would also be soaked soon.

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

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

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's Mike's favorite. I'm more a Cuervo Au gal. I'm not really into whisky but I love its oak drum aging. Wait ... let me gauge. 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. Saami here. I can imbibe a whole mound of the stuff after a one C ride ! Wait ... you said Jim bicycle ? Do you imply a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushes pedals.'I think he has 8 bike 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 bike every year through their sponsors and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new cycle, well ... one class old bicycle 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 ride'hanging on our bedroom wall. He says ...

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

He even pets it every metre he goes by and claims he can hear it whimper if he doesn't train it out. He's absolutely crazy about cycle. I've tried to do the ride with him. He's even bought me a couple on expensive I. It's just not me."

"Energy Department 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 clip ! and that makes him gone near of the day. It's the one matter in our life sentence 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 problem with Mike ! His thought of a smashing day is hunting old geezer in quaint little stores or land sales or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ selector !'looking around the house. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an antique.

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

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

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"Girls ... Steaks are done. Drinks 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 think he BIKES !"

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and romantic. Their patio table was as special as their grand old house. I've never seen a 6 pes cross sectional slab cut off the automobile trunk of a redwood tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"midst and still had deeply furrowed barque around the boundary. Set on a combination real arm footstall, polished and coated with acrylic fiber, it looked spectacular. microphone said, he had counted over 600 ring in that slab.

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

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

That smart ass commentary kinda made Mike and Kim choke on their intellectual nourishment.

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to meld in my sassing ! I guess I'll just consume to get used to mike's sentience of style and budget.

I might have added a overnice bottle or two of red wine-coloured instead of our pitcherful but it was really intimate posing by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all night and talking gaffer while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking wheel with their pitcher of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each early about our different propensity and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thought process we had to babble out about more than just antiques and bicycle and we did.

After setting plans and outlook for the advent weeks of microphone and Jim being away in northward 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 turd out of us, and what the implications of our meeting each other might mean.

Eventually we had to discuss the huge"lily-white elephant"in the elbow room ... Which was Kim's dreaming about"meeting this howling couple, falling in love with them, and two yr later each of us having a new sister with each early's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a flavour it all might be coming true.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrassed and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you concluding dark. I know I'm a little bit drunk right now, but looking back to lastly Nox I think I was a little"sex drunk"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 shoemaker's last few years and I'm normally very good at reading people and honorable at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. Last night I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in making love. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily understanding, kind and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

I was a bit bewildered when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apology was needed, although it was a overnice thing to discover from this new female parent. However it totally sobered up the air at the mesa. Fortunately Jim jumped in with words that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this lifestyle for several year now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. Last Nox 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 mutual at this table ... no apology is certainly needed for that.

As far as your aspiration go, I understand why it all came out because we were all high as a kite in sex endure Night. 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 dreams are truly precognitive or not. I am starting to believe they might be. I've thought about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the wrongly couple, I mean if we were not the twosome in your aspiration, or if the ambition were cypher more than your imagination during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during last eve and today, something would've ‘ gone Confederate States of America'or at least as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opposition has occurred. We all felt an intense attractive feature to each early and then sharing the nascence of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It love bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each former's baby ... I can recount you this. Ashley has had a fantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for twelvemonth. I bet I've helped her to a hundred 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 finical fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being mutual in the gang 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 pipe dream.

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping forefather. I'll have to be honest. I need some metre to conform to that mind. The implications seem far and wide-eyed to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to occur with anyone I would need it to be with you two.

I'm happy it's now all out in the out-of-doors and not some resident agenda you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe honesty is the foot to any relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journey into lace relationships that few multitude ever think possible let alone undertake.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in honey with you in direction that are way beyond my consistent idea. I'm glad microphone and I are leaving for a yoke calendar week. That should fall in us all some metre to cool down and see if the belief we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all cognize better what's really substantial ... when we get back."

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and Thomas More, Kim was openly sobbing and continued doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the curved matching redwood Bench to face and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my manpower as he had done during Jim's talk of the town and continued through Kim's emotional exit. We just sat and watched our partner in awe. It could not give birth seemed to a greater extent sanctified to both of us than if a huge shaft of light of lightness had come out of the sky and immerse Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a hanker while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound insight that would end up shaping our mutual family relationship for long time to come in ...

"If this is going to operate between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't common sense that Mike and I will hold as many potential difference issues as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the nosepiece of sexual submissiveness and have long since been prosperous with you two having other buff. The interrogation is can you both handle the aspects of new baby ? Can you both learn to sleep with each other, be kind to each other and be compassionate and sympathise ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in erotic love with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the only way this is going to bring. It's going to boil down to choosing love and loving response vs choosing criticism and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might build up a very peculiar reefer kinsperson.

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 see this ...

We completely swap wives for 90 24-hour interval and after that time we review our relationships and continue or aline our understanding. But when I say swap, I mean really swap. Nothing pretend. I want to catch some Z's 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 days just as if we were married and monogamous.

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

I don't think we should even cogitate about swapping back until that 90 mean solar day is over. I suggest we enter this with absolutely no predetermined demarcation line 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 have a better idea if this is a bare fantasy or something more divinely enliven and energized.

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up disastrous to both of our marriages. We might decide to just get back with our wives or ... we could end up leaving them to stay with each other's married woman ... and as"new twosome"go our separate ways. interval is a realistic issue we must mull over.

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

microphone, by planning this 90 day interval, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of passion with our married person. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our wedlock. Ashley and I have had mountain of tempting opportunity to leave our wedlock and might stimulate if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our sexual love and I sense the Saame is true for you two.

Mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to concentrate on building a aliveness with our new spouse, our second married woman, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 sidereal day we can design the following period of time of time, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

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

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

There was really no treatment necessary. We all knew Jim was mighty. I liked the mind and knew I wanted microphone as a"husband"and not just a lover. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really cook for individual like me too. mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally true. 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 surface 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 glad 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 hands with the man of my dream.

I think we all agreed it would be best to regain out what was going to make or not mould ... 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. speechmaking of which, I can hardly consider she's been so quietly. Time to turn back on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the morning !"

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The moment we closed our bedroom door I jumped in Jim's coat of arms with my legs wrapped around his waistline. He grabbed my keister and walked me over to our beautiful gaffer bed replete with the obligatory close shave.

I can't remember the last prison term we so passionately round each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it unresolved causing push to fly and releasing the front grip of my bra. His backtalk was immediately on my rightfield breast licking and sucking my nipple and then sucking as much of my boob into his mouth as possible while tonguing my nipple. He's got that technique 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"liberal man of style"... what made this time even more different was the aching fervor in my dumbbell. It didn't take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually mystifying orgasm ! And other than my favorite blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my left bosom, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. Well that breast had been aching more than the right wing and it took him even less time to get my back arched as high as it would go in another shattering long lasting orgasm ! I finally collapsed in a panting fit !

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

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my ripe boob and resolved that feeling of"unfinished line"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 experience the aerobic effects of all this and perspiration was forming on my face as Jim switched off my aright tit, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my unexpended breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deep orgasm.

This had never happened before. Normally a boob sexual climax is rather light and leaves me longing for a mouth on my clitoris. Not this meter. All I heard myself saying was ...

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

So he didn't stop and continued alternating breasts, each sentence until I convulsively came, and then left for the early boob and that tone of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more intense. Something unknown was happening with my boobs. I started loosing reckoning how many vivid orgasm I had until everything went black.

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

I woke up in the middle of the night. My dress were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the exertion. We were both under the covers and Jim was spooning me while fast asleep. I don't think we ever made sexual love. Fuck ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

I reached down and finger my scanty. 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 strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingerbreadth in my rima oris like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't scent or taste sensation like semen. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my panties while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his dick but something inside told me not to. I was in a strange orgasmic luminescence that was a slight bittersweet. Somehow those orgasms seemed to grant a liberation from Jim, maybe even released our wedlock. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three calendar month and more than that, my lesbian side was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and more than that ... What I was feeling at that here and now had naught to do with Jim, or maybe even microphone.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my creative thinker eye were Kim's beautiful orb. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such smasher in any set of chest at any of our clubs. That might've made me a short envious of Kim or even jealous except I knew those"two sister"were going to be mine all mine for the next distich weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own bosom shudder and commence to burn. So I reached up and started to range my tit, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This meter something really strange happened ... my manus was all wet, as was the flat solid below my tits. How could that be potential ?

I quickly put my fingerbreadth in my oral cavity and immediately recognized the taste perception. Oh my gawd. My Milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like colostrum. No admiration my breasts were so sensitive. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could pass off so fast.

So there I was a new breast feeding char with no child of her own. Oh this is too good to be genuine ! Now all I could think of was lilliputian Poppy and nursing her in the morning.

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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 dissipated asleep. As I walked over to that Brobdingnagian crib, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so lovely. I had to pick her up and then walk her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a mamilla just like she had been doing that for weeks and since I was nude, except for my still dampish panties, it was easy for her to encounter one. We rocked like that for at least twenty moment. It was one of the most dainty breast feeding I could think of having.

Yes, my Milk River started flowing. Both breasts. Poppy went back and forth between the two various times. And yes, each clock time I had another climax, not"bed rocking"type like lastly night, but still wonderful. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy ? I never had this many with my own children. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably contend over who gets to harbor her.

It must've been my moans 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 thing I've ever witnessed ! How many prison term did you cum for goodness saki ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the proficient section ! Guess what came in terminal night ! My Milk River ! I woke up in the centre of the Nox with my bosom on fire and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my helping hand and the sheet. I don't get laid how this is potential but they were pretty full of milk this morning. Look at her ! She's sound asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her John L. H. Down and then and come over here. As penalization for stealing my baby, you have to aid me out ! My breasts 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 cleave my clapper down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up baby's dummy. It was a bit outrageous for me to do that but was so a good deal fun I just floor myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was upright. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our mouths. There a heroic feeling about Kim. She's was clearly ready for it, clearly more experienced 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 side by side couplet week !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my head down to her breasts and literally forced me to start nursing her.

I've tasted my own milk before and have always found it to be overnice, sweet, and a niggling thinner than cow's Milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was nice ! Kim's Milk was honeyed than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was hungry so I wasted no clock time devouring her boob.

Here's the affair I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and areola just right, kind of like Jim always does with a combination of sucking the white meat first and then the pap, I could get her milk to squirt pretty hard and not just dribble into my mouth. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of course this acute white meat action had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one thing in vulgar. We both cum pretty infernal easily with only our mammilla in action.

Oh how I love the intuitive feeling of an climax rippling through individual's body as I'm loving on them. It's really dependable with a guy but great with a woman. And that morn with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her nipples this medium. Her tits left my mind spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually work love to each former.

I drained her right breast in shortstop order and moved to her left doing the Saame until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful freshness about her and it made me realize why Jim was so taken by her stunner. I started to contact up to osculate her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't stop. That was one of the most tremendous sensations I've ever had. There's still more milk there. I can feel it. Just go slower."

So I did and this prison term, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperient teenager. I made love to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty mammilla as more milk kept rewarding me each time I sucked.

I wish I knew how to key what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a line that can be crossed when a woman makes honey to a woman. Now I've played with girls. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clit to an orgasm. But at a lodge that is all playful. It's not veridical 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 dear ... to a woman. No man was involved and I touched for the first prison term what it felt like to be a tribade. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a different person. In those moment I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the kernel of being lesbian. You just need this woman all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sensation of flair ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a yap or maybe just ... a convolution 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 flavour.

Maybe it was the Milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a long forgotten time when I was a baby and I loved entertain my mom. But I now understood why some guy love lactating fair sex !

I don't know how long that went on. It was awhile and I only looked up when I heard a coughing at the room access. There looking in, were Jim and Mike with vast grin on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to think this but my milk came in concluding night ! It's all your fault the way you abused my dummy ! early on this morning I was leaking colostrum all over the sheets and this morning when I got up I actually nursed footling Poppy until she was satisfied and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her breasts were full and aching, and little Poppy's tummy was fully of MY Milk River, Kim punished me by making me enfeeble her poor, wonderful dope ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a good showtime. Two nursing mommy ! 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 piddle it up when we get back.

Listen ... don't get out of bed. Enjoy 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 tardily getting off. We will shout out you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

shag ! shag ! Fuck !

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

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It's just the three of us now. And I'm thinking ... Who needs guys anyway when the adjacent few calendar week seem so amatory in this gorgeous house ... the house that is starting to find like mine !

Wow. Holy asshole ! This house mighty be mine !

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