Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the opulent tour of the balance of their magnificent nursing home, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drink on the sharpness of the pool with our feet dangling in the warm water. I didn't want to go out. But if we were going to pass the Nox, we needed to get home and pack for Jim's trip to N Florida and my hitch with Kim. Mike got us out the door with the promise of the best steaks we have ever had if we got back in fourth dimension for dinner. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were better than any in the entire freaking humans !

"best in the whole reality ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased microphone. He and Jim just rolled their oculus 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 ache if not smart ass comments ! This whole weekend might have turned out so differently if we hadn't been so make relaxed around them. It felt like we had been friends for old age.

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

"Ash ... Do you really like this guy microphone ? If not, you have to be careful. He's head over blackguard about you and for a guy who has just had a new babe with such a beautiful wife ... his emotions seem largely with you. The new house 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 microphone since we got involved with Alex. I didn't talking to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to get out you and espouse him. It was at to the lowest degree a fun idea to play with. But Mike has triggered those old feelings, flavour I thought were gone.

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

I really do want to consume another infant and I'm thinking more than and more everything could wreak out between the four of us. The idea of actually planning on getting meaning with Mike, you know ... deliberately fucking him on the optimum day ... maybe filming it with you and Kim by my incline 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 head or is she too psycho for ya ?"

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those aspiration. I'm not really sure how I feel about all that yet and considering how a good deal you and I have played with the fancy of having another kid with a new guy, you must substantiate, 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 cleaning lady I've been with. When she gets me going, hell yes I want to criticise her up !

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those variety of opinion or making these variety of determination. We are talking lifetime long result when we talk about babies."

"Don't you think I realize that Jim ? Don't you think I've considered all that every meter 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 uteri, that never went away.

I didn't just act with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with most of the hombre 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 stiff my orgasms got !

I know that fantasize 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 infant ! That always worked.

Remember how it started ? How many times did I deny you an coming until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would hold open you sooooo long"on the sharpness"by talking about letting some hot guy we might run into 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 sister to own a cock as huge as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would describe that sister as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY baby could even end up being a professional athlete if I chose a bulky scantling instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around clubs while I graded the unity cat as possible fathers ?

Remember all that talk ?

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

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

Remember the beginning prison term I came plate with Jerry and he fucked me right on the toughie of his car, in our driveway, with the headlight 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 knife ? Remember how laborious you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to get 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 times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your stopcock, you would moan and shake and frivol 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 kitty-cat. Cum is n't just some gooie inwardness to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a power to cause a baby inside me. That's why the fancy never got old for either of us.

And I don't think you've ever gotten so high up as the time I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the anovulant ! And how I was going to fuck every guy with"eight column inch"or Sir Thomas More at the social club and you were going to sustain to observe me think MY next tyke ! I didn't Tell you it wasn't avowedly. I needed you to think I had really stopped taking the oral contraceptive when I fucked those Guy. I wanted to see if you could crossbreed that line about someone else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to believe another man's babe !

Remember how turned on you were watching me fuck ... What was it, four guys ? Remember how agitate you were licking me uncontaminating 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 punishing you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magical times for both of us Jim. The best times among so many tremendous sentence ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the occupy modification that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each other to incredible superlative. Did you even think we could take this special ‘ new sister thing'to the brink of so many coming without the actual 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 faith that it has finally created ... and it's creating ameliorate than we had ever imagined. Our fantasies never included another fair sex 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 well-favored and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one favorable guy !

She had her dreams for nine calendar month. We had our fantasies for a few yr. What's the big difference between an intense dream or vivid fantasy ? Could you even imagine a dear couple to do this with ?

kickoff thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become womb-to-tomb partner facing all of life-time's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our honey to each former year after class ... until ‘ death do us part ?'

Can you opine how a great deal more interesting life will be with them and our mutual kid at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many illusion and so many people. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for love. I'm ready for a new infant !"

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We rode the rest of the way abode without speaking very much. I knew I had just stirred up a whole caboodle in Jim but there was also so often inside me to cogitate about.

Like ... Why I"love being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some job ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to survive my sprightliness any other way. There was no possession, no house, no car, no holiday, no escapade, no honour or good sense of position or top executive that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating look of falling in love with individual new and enjoying their ship's company. Our modus vivendi has allowed me to do that many fourth dimension and from that stop of thought, I may be the prosperous woman in the world !

Trusting person, even someone you love, is an entirely dissimilar matter. Trust is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this whole thing with Mike and Kim is going to take some time for trust to egress.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such strong emotions for mike and almost as very much for his incredibly lovely married woman and this new born babe, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a phratry no less ! All I know is these feelings are much cryptic than usual. They are intuitive. I feel them in my gut like a quiver in sync with something on a a great deal grander scale than I can opine.

Saami is dead on target for the intimate face with mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my breast. They started out feeling on fire in the infirmary but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that orgasm with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my wearing apparel to be active in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... seed in here. calculate at my breasts. Do they face different to you ?"

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

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

"No seriously. Come over here and feel them. Do they seem thicker than usual ? Here. Put your paw underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A lilliputian harder. Feel that heavyset office right in the middle ? It's so sensitive there !"

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

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

"Ash ... What do you require ? You've just gone through probably the most emotionally vivid experiences we've ever had with you delivering that baby, trying to harbour it ... and on top of all that, falling in love with a new guy ! Your internal secretion have to be raging. That's got to send a jolt to every gland in your consistence !

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

What have you got in these bag ? Rocks ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so bizarre if not wild and yet so instinctive, all at the Lapp time. My thoughts are all over the map just like they always are when it comes to have intercourse and sex.

However ... Jim and I have learned one thing over the last few old age of our intimate exploit. When we get a certain quality or strength in our erotic response, it is best to pause and claim note. Something of import is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the nerveless facial expression in our shared experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic gun trigger, but deep down desire has proved trusty and a expert indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this unhurt brush with microphone and Kim flavor. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a duet so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"destiny 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 one-sixth pad inside my panties that day and was pretty sure as shooting it would also be soaked soon.

Tomorrow both of our cat would be gone for maybe a pair workweek 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. Mike is out back and just separate me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and consider all those bags up to your elbow room. Ash, want to help oneself me get the drinks cook ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's microphone's favorite. I'm more a Cuervo atomic number 79 gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak drum aging. Wait ... let me think. I bet that's what Jim likes too ?"

"Kim, if it's not red wine-colored 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. Sami here. I can salute a altogether pitcher of the stuff after a century ride ! Wait ... you said Jim cycle ? Do you stand for a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ push 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 pro rockers on eBay. They get a new bike every twelvemonth through their patron and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new bikes, well ... one year old wheel but new to him.

Kim, sometimes I think he likes biking more than sex ! Since he got into it year ago, he hardly golfs any more and even insists on having his flow ‘ favorite ride'hanging on our sleeping room wall. He says ...

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

He even pets it every time he goes by and claims he can pick up it whimper if he doesn't subscribe it out. He's absolutely crazy about bicycle. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a pair expensive ones. It's just not me."

"Department of Energy he ever go on long rides like a one C ? A 100 Admiralty mile ? If he does I'm totally stealing him from you !"

"Kim ... all the clock time ! and that makes him gone near of the day. It's the one thing in our liveliness 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 Mike ! His approximation of a great day is hunting antiques in quaint little storehouse or the three estates sales or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ picker !'spirit around the sign. 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 husbands. Picking is exactly what I love to do when Jim is out riding !"With

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"Girls ... Steaks are done. beverage ready ? Jim and I are athirst !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more cover girl and romantic. Their patio table was as special as their marvellous old house. I've never seen a 6 foot hybridisation sectional slab cut off the proboscis of a redwood tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the edges. Set on a combination veridical branch base, polished and coated with acrylic resin, it looked spectacular. mike said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The barbecued asparagus, zucchini, bell Madagascar pepper were perfectly done, along with grilled 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 is a bit pricey. That's because it is really made by Lexus !"

That wise ass comment kinda made microphone and Kim choke on their food.

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to melt in my rima oris ! I guess I'll just get to get used to Mike's gumption of fashion and budget.

I might receive added a nice bottle or two of red wine-colored instead of our hurler but it was really intimate sitting by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all nighttime and talking old-timer while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking bicycle with their pitcher of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each former about our unlike leaning and we all ended up well lubricated by the sentence the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to talk about to a greater extent than just old geezer and bicycles and we did.

After setting program and expected value for the follow 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 signify.

Eventually we had to discuss the immense"Andrew Dickson White elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's ambition about"confluence this wonderful match, falling in love with them, and two twelvemonth later each of us having a new infant with each other's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a feeling it all might be coming true.

The unscathed conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrassed and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you live Nox. I know I'm a little bit drink in right now, but looking back to hold up night 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 turn over the terminal few geezerhood and I'm normally very good at reading people and good at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. Last night I to a greater extent than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in love life. 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 confused when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apologia was needed, although it was a nice affair to hear from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the atmosphere at the board. Fortunately Jim jumped in with password that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this life style for respective geezerhood now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. Last 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 modus vivendi. 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 ambition go, I understand why it all came out because we were all high as a kite in sex net Nox. I don't think you are telling us right now you don't believe them any more. I think the real dubiousness is if your pipe dream are truly precognitive or not. I am starting to trust they might be. I've view about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the damage duo, I mean if we were not the couple in your dreams, or if the pipe dream were nothing more than your vision during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during final evening and today, something would've ‘ gone due south'or at least as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opponent has occurred. We all felt an intense attraction to each other and then sharing the nativity of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It love bonded us !'

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

And the function about having each former's babies ... I can distinguish you this. Ashley has had a fantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for years. I bet I've helped her to a hundred orgasm 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 fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being common in the crowds 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 ambition.

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping Padre. I'll have to be honest. I need some time to adjust to that idea. The implications seem far and spacious to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to take place with anyone I would desire it to be with you two.

I'm sword lily it's now all out in the assailable and not some resident physician agendum you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe honesty is the substructure to any family relationship and especially when we are all about to venture on a journey into intertwined kinship that few mass ever think possible let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in mode that are way beyond my logical head. I'm gladiolus Mike and I are leaving for a span weeks. That should give us all some clip to cool down down and see if the feelings we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know unspoiled what's really real ... when we get back."

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and more than, Kim was openly sobbing and persist in doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the twist matching redwood Bench to facial expression and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my hired man as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional sacking. We just sat and watched our better half in awe. It could not have seemed more than hallowed to both of us than if a huge beam of light had come out of the sky and engulfed Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a farseeing patch, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound insight that would end up shaping our reciprocal kinship for years to come up ...

"If this is going to work out between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sensory faculty that Mike and I will have as many potential outlet as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridge of intimate submissiveness and have long since been comfortable with you two having former devotee. The question is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to love each other, be kind to each former and be compassionate and understanding ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in passion with each early on par with how you love us ? I think that's the solitary way this is going to work. It's going to boil down to choosing love and loving responses vs choosing criticisms and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might build a very special joint family.

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

We completely swap wives for 90 days and after that fourth dimension we review our human relationship and continue or adjust our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really switch. Nothing pretend. I want to sleep with Kim every nighttime. I want to reply to her exclusively, 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 arrange at least some short honeymoon together while dealing with this new baby, all the better and I suggest the Sami for both of you.

I don't think we should even think about swapping back until that 90 days is over. I suggest we enter this with absolutely no predetermine point of accumulation on how far we fall in sexual 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 simple fantasy or something more divinely inspired and energized.

We need to actualise going in to this that it could end up disastrous to both of our marriages. We might make up one's mind to just get back with our wives or ... we could end up leaving them to rest with each other's wife ... and as"new couplet"go our sort ways. Separation is a realistic event we must excogitate.

It's authoritative that we all see this as a immense gamble.

Mike, by planning this 90 day breakup, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of dearest with our spouse. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our marriages. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting probability to exit our wedlock and might have if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love life and I sense the like is confessedly for you two.

microphone ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to contract on building a life history with our new spouse, our irregular wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 days we can contrive the next geological period of time, maybe another 90 twenty-four hour period or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's dreams to be true, a little over a year from now I'm going to have impregnated ner with a new baby, as you will have with Ash. That's darn wakeless for me to retrieve about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this looney thing could also be incredibly like an Zion of making love.

A yr goes by reasonably fasting. That's why I believe we need to get right into it for the future 90 days and see if this can work."

There was really no discussion necessity. 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 ready for someone like me too. Mike was everything Jim was not and frailty 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 yearning for mortal 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 for both of them. I'm so happy for him. Kim is so much more his case and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally take made me so covetous but there I was holding hands with the man of my dreams.

I think we all agreed it would be best to ascertain out what was going to work on 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 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 calm. time to agree on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the dayspring !"

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

I can't recollect the last time we so passionately attack each former ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it unfold causing push button to fly and releasing the front clasp of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my decent chest 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 nipple as well as Jim.

Besides the steep mind of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"handsome man of style"... what made this time even more different was the aching flack in my boobs. It didn't take but a few instant and I was rocking in an unusually cryptical orgasm ! And other than my pet blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my odd breast, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. Well that breast had been aching more than the right 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 gasp fit !

"Oh you rocking hot stud, 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 redress booby and resolved that feeling of"unfinished commercial enterprise"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 palpate the aerophilic effects of all this and perspiration was forming on my side as Jim switched off my right breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left bosom. That too sent me rocking in another unusually recondite climax.

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

"Don't you fucking stop ! Suck my full booby longer ... not just my nipple ! Everything inside just keeps getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't stop and continued alternating knocker, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the other chest and that belief of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more intense. Something strange was happening with my boob. I started loosing counting how many intense orgasms I had until everything went black.

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 middle of the night. My clothes were off. My tomentum was all wet which must've been from the sweat. We were both under the covers and Jim was spooning me while fast departed. I don't think we ever made lovemaking. Fuck ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't aid him out.

I reached down and find my panties. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my finger inside them to feel my burning clit and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingers in my back talk like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell or taste 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 stopcock but something inside told me not to. I was in a strange orgasmic gleaming that was a small bittersweet. Somehow those orgasms seemed to grant a waiver from Jim, maybe even released our union. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three month and more than that, my lesbian slope was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and more than that ... What I was feeling at that moment had zero to do with Jim, or maybe even Mike.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my minds eye were Kim's beautiful globe. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of breasts at any of our gild. That might've made me a lilliputian covetous 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 dummy tingle and come out to sting. So I reached up and started to roll my nipples, one and then the early, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This time something really unusual happened ... my hand was all wet, as was the sheet below my tits. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my finger's breadth in my back talk and immediately recognized the penchant. Oh my gawd. My milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like colostrum. No curiosity my breasts were so sensitive. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could come about so fast.

So there I was a new nursing char with no babe of her own. Oh this is too goodness to be true ! Now all I could think of was little Poppy and nursing her in the morn.

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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 elbow room and found her fasting asleep. As I walked over to that immense crib, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so lovely. I had to peck her up and then walk her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a pap just like she had been doing that for hebdomad and since I was nude, except for my still moist pantie, it was well-heeled for her to find one. We rocked like that for at least twenty second. It was one of the most exquisite nursings I could think back having.

Yes, my Milk started flowing. Both breasts. Poppy went back and forth between the two several clock time. And yes, each time I had another orgasm, 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 fight over who gets to wet-nurse her.

It must've been my moan 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 times did you cum for good rice beer ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the effective component ! surmise what came in last night ! My milk ! I woke up in the eye of the night with my breasts on fire and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my bridge player and the mainsheet. I don't lie with how this is possible but they were pretty full of Milk this break of day. Look at her ! She's vocalize asleep and slaked !"

"Go put her down feather and then and come over here. As punishment for stealing my baby, you have to aid me out ! My breasts are bursting at the seams !"

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wellspring ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her head and bond my spit down her pharynx as we tumbled backwards into her piled up comforter. 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 dependable. We grabbed each early's headway and mashed our mouths. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly make for it, clearly more experience kissing a woman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our spit swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these succeeding duo weeks !"

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

I've tasted my own milk before and have always found it to be dainty, sweet, and a trivial diluent than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was nice ! Kim's milk was perfumed than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was hungry so I wasted no metre devouring her breasts.

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

Of path this vivid breast natural action had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one thing in common. We both cum pretty tinker's damn easily with only our pap in action.

Oh how I love the touch sensation of an orgasm rippling through someone's eubstance as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a cleaning lady. And that cockcrow with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her nipples this spiritualist. Her tits left my psyche spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually make love to each other.

I drained her right breast in short society and moved to her leave behind doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful glow about her and it made me actualise why Jim was so taken by her looker. I started to progress to up to snog her again when she said ...

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

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

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

This was very unlike. I was really making love ... to a woman. No man was involved and I touched for the first time what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt give up and like I would forever be a different person. In those moments I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the heart and soul of being lesbian. You just want this fair sex all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sense of style ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a hole or maybe sound ... a convolution I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to balk. All I knew in that moment was, I loved those new smell.

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

I don't lie with how farsighted that went on. It was for a while and I only looked up when I heard a cough at the threshold. There looking in, were Jim and Mike with huge smile on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my milk came in last night ! It's all your fault the way you abused my boobs ! early on this dawning I was leaking colostrum all over the sheets and this break of day when I got up I actually nursed fiddling Poppy until she was gratify and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her breasts were total and aching, and little Poppy's breadbasket was wax of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me run out her poor people, wonderful boobs ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a adept get-go. Two nursing mommy ! How convenient is that going to be !"said my tantalization husband.

Then Mike chimed in."Kim and Ashley ... don't forget about us while we are gone ! We expect you to reach 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 compass point in interrupting that. Besides ... Jim and I have to get going. We are so deep getting off. We will call you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

shag ! Fuck ! ass !

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

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It's just the three of us now. And I'm mentation ... Who needs guys anyway when the next few weeks seem so amorous in this gorgeous house ... the house that is starting to feel like mine !

Wow. Holy motherfucker ! This firm mighty be mine !

Yup. That warm wonderful look I crave of falling in erotic love with soul new is back, and this time not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this slight lovely girl, the short girl I delivered in the vertebral column of an SUV, speeding down the boulevard !