Picking up from level # 3 ...

After getting the thou enlistment of the residuum of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an time of day outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the edge of the pool with our substructure dangling in the warmly pee. I didn't want to leave. But if we were going to spend the Night, we needed to get home and mob for Jim's stumble to N Florida and my stay with Kim. mike got us out the door with the promise of the best 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 totally mankind ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased mike. He and Jim just rolled their oculus and Kim covered her oral fissure and conveniently turned away.

That's how it was going to be with these the great unwashed. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making smart if not smart ass comment ! This whole weekend might have turned out so differently if we hadn't been so relaxed around them. It felt like we had been friends for old age.

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fountainhead ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our dwelling and that gave us some needed fourth dimension during the ride to moderate in with each other about what we were getting ourselves into.

"Ash ... Do you really like this guy microphone ? If not, you have to be heedful. He's head teacher over hound 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 line 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 talk of the town to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to leave you and marry him. It was at least a fun melodic theme to play with. But Mike has triggered those old opinion, impression I thought were gone.

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

I really do want to have another baby and I'm thinking more and more everything could influence 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 side watching it all, and feeling his semen going up in my cervix reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how a lot 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 psychotic for ya ?"

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

As far as how I FEEL about her ... Kim is intoxicating to me like no other womanhood 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 view or making these kind of decisions. We are talking life 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 time we got hot and bothered over that very idea ? But the inflammation of individual fucking me without a safety so his cum is allowed up my uterine cervix, that never went away.

I didn't just play with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with nigh of the guys I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and make me a sister"always got me and him"over the top."The more I used that, the stiff my orgasm 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 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 edge"by talking about letting some hot guy we might meet 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 baby to feature a cock as huge as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would describe that babe 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 wimpish guy like you ? And then how we would dredge you around clubs while I graded the single guys as possible Father of the Church ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those matter because it was the merely way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding voodoo lieu 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 pussy after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely lactate 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 world-class time I came home with Krauthead and he fucked me right wing on the hood of his car, in our private road, with the headlight on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my peg and I made you clean house me up with your lingua ? Remember how hard you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to make water you eat unknown cum out of me as often as potential. 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 cock, you would groan and rock and shoot your cum so surd 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 pussy. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking live ! It has a power to make 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 school 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 have sex every guy with"eight inches"or more at the clubhouse and you were going to have to watch me conceive MY next child ! I didn't tell you it wasn't reliable. I needed you to trust I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those cat. I wanted to see if you could get across that line about someone else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceive another man's baby !

Remember how turned on you were watching me fuck ... What was it, four guy rope ? Remember how excited 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 balls were all swollen ... And how hard you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were wizard times for both of us Jim. The best times among so many wondrous 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 heights. Did you even think we could consider this particular ‘ new babe thing'to the brink of so many sexual climax without the actual experience creating ?"

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

"No buts ... have some faith that it has finally created ... and it's creating dependable than we had ever imagined. Our phantasy never included another adult female and yet here we are.

Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It's not just me and gorgeous Mike. There's a gracious balance 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 dreams for nine calendar month. We had our illusion for a few long time. What's the big difference between an intense ambition or intense fantasy ? Could you even imagine a better couplet to do this with ?

starting line thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become womb-to-tomb cooperator facing all of life's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our dearest to each other class after year ... until ‘ decease do us share ?'

Can you guess how a great deal more than interesting life will be with them and our mutual kids at our slope ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fancy and so many citizenry. 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 baby !"

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We rode the eternal sleep of the way habitation without speaking often. I knew I had just stirred up a wholly crowd in Jim but there was also so a good deal inside me to suppose about.

Like ... Why I"love being in erotic love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can produce some problems ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to live my life any other way. There was no self-will, no house, no car, no holiday, no escapade, no accolade or sense of lieu or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating touch of falling in lovemaking with someone new and enjoying their fellowship. Our life-style has allowed me to do that many times and from that head of view, I may be the luckiest fair sex in the human beings !

Trusting someone, even someone you love, is an entirely different matter. Trust is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this totally matter with microphone and Kim is going to take some time for trust to emerge.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such secure emotions for Mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely married woman and this new expect child, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a family no less ! All I know is these feelings are much deeper than common. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a vibe in sync with something on a a lot grander shell than I can conceive of.

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

"Jim ... ejaculate in here. Look at my boob. Do they count different to you ?"

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

babe ... are you trying to get me gruelling ? I don't think we have time 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 handwriting underneath and get up them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. Feel that boneheaded speckle right in the middle ? It's so raw there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel great ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be of late for dinner 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 minutes to get there. I'm packed and already let 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 knocker !"

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

Grab your samara and I'll sports meeting you down at the cars. We got ta go !

What have you got in these traveling bag ? tilt ?"

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

However ... Jim and I have learned one thing over the last few years of our sexual exploits. When we get a sealed quality or intensity in our titillating answer, it is best to break and lease bill. Something important is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the cool view in our divided up experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic triggers, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a effective indicant of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this unit confrontation with microphone and Kim feels. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a couple so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"luck of our souls."

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

Tomorrow both of our bozo would be gone for maybe a duad calendar week 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 secern me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and bring all those dish up to your room. Ash, want to assist me get the drink set ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's Mike's preferred. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak barrel aging. Wait ... 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 unspoilt !"

"My goodness Ash. Lapp here. I can tope a solid pitcher of the hooey after a century ride ! Wait ... you said Jim cycle ? Do you mean a bicycle ?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Kim ... all the metre ! and that makes him gone most of the day. It's the one matter in our life-time 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 idea of a great day is hunting antiques in olde worlde little storehouse or estate of the realm sales or old farm house. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ chooser !'Look around the business firm. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an antique.

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

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

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

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and romantic. Their patio table was as special as their grand old house. I've never seen a 6 infantry cross sectioned slab cut off the torso of a sequoia Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and used for a mesa top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed barque around the bound. Set on a combining rattling limb pedestal, polished and coated with acrylic, it looked dramatic. Mike said, he had counted over 600 hoop in that slab.

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

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

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to melt in my mouthpiece ! I guess I'll just stimulate to get used to microphone's mother wit of style and budget.

I might suffer added a nice feeding bottle or two of red wine instead of our ewer but it was really familiar sitting by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all dark and talking oldtimer while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking bike with their twirler of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each other about our different proclivities and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to babble out about more than just old-timer and bicycles and we did.

After setting plans and expectations for the issue forth week of microphone and Jim being away in North Florida ... the conversation went directly into sex, along with recounting the dark we had just shared, what made us laugh about it, what scared the dogshit out of us, and what the deduction of our meeting each former might stand for.

Eventually we had to talk about the huge"Theodore Harold White elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreaming about"meeting this wondrous couple, falling in passion with them, and two eld later each of us having a new baby with each other's spouse."As looney 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 apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrass and lamentable about blurting out my aspiration to you utmost night. I know I'm a little bit tope right now, but looking back to live night I think I was a little"sex wino"then too. It seems now a horrible thing to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundred of multitude on my go over the terminal few years and I'm normally very adept at reading hoi polloi and good at tiptoeing around their psychological progeny while never imposing on them. Last Night I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in honey. So now I'm asking your pardon. You've both have been extraordinarily discernment, 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 apology was needed, although it was a squeamish thing to pick up from this new female parent. However it totally sobered up the ambience at the table. Fortunately Jim jumped in with words that made me proud of him.

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

As far as your dream go, I understand why it all came out because we were all high 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 real enquiry is if your dream are truly precognitive or not. I am starting to think they might be. I've mentation about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the incorrectly couple, I mean if we were not the couplet in your pipe dream, or if the ambition were cypher more than your vision during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during last evening and today, something would've ‘ gone south'or at least as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opponent has occurred. We all felt an intense attraction to each early and then sharing the birth of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It bed bonded us !'

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

And the component about having each other's babies ... I can tell 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 orgasms when the gun trigger was not me. Instead it was the thought process 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 usual in the crew we've played with.

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

You and microphone and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping don. I'll have to be honest. I need some time to line up to that thought. The implication seem far and wide-cut to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would require it to be with you two.

I'm glad it's now all out in the unfastened and not some resident agenda you and Mike were hiding from us. I believe honestness is the cornerstone to any relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journey into intertwined relationships that few mass ever think possible let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in ways that are way beyond my logical judgement. I'm gladiolus Mike and I are leaving for a couple workweek. That should give us all some time to cool off down and see if the look we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know comfortably what's really real ... when we get back."

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and More, Kim was openly sobbing and keep on doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the slew matching redwood bench to face and firmly hug her. microphone was holding both my deal as he had done during Jim's talk of the town and continued through Kim's worked up release. We just sat and watched our mate in awe. It could not have seemed more sacred to both of us than if a immense light beam of brightness level had come out of the sky and immerse Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a long patch, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound insight that would end up shaping our reciprocal relationships for age to come ...

"If this is going to make for between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't signified that Mike and I will have as many potential difference 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 comfortable with you two having early lovers. The question is can you both handle the facet of new baby ? Can you both learn to love each other, be kind to each other and be compassionate and sympathy ?

And this might be even more authoritative ... Will you both fall in love with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the only way this is going to shape. It's going to boil down to choosing love and loving reply vs choosing criticisms and legal separation. If you two can deal that, then we all might establish a very special articulation syndicate.

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

We completely swap wife for 90 daytime and after that sentence we review our relationships and continue or adjust our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really trade. Nothing pretend. I want to sleep with Kim every night. I want to answer to her lonesome, 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 curt honeymoon together while dealing with this new sister, all the better and I suggest the same for both of you.

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

Realistically, it may be hard at times. We may get tactual sensation of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will have got a practiced approximation if this is a mere phantasy or something more divinely exalt and energized.

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up disastrous to both of our wedlock. We might make up one's mind to just get back with our wives or ... we could end up leaving them to stay put with each other's married woman ... and as"new twain"go our separate ways. legal separation is a realistic outcome we must reflect.

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

mike, by planning this 90 day separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of making love with our spouses. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our spousal relationship. Ashley and I have had batch of tempting chances to leave our marriage and might throw if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love and I sense the same is true for you two.

mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to contract on building a life with our new better half, our indorsement wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 24-hour interval we can plan the following full stop of time, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's pipe dream to be admittedly, a little over a year from now I'm going to ingest impregnated ner with a new baby, as you will have with Ash. That's damn wakeless 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 yr goes by pretty fasting. That's why I believe we need to get right into it for the next 90 days and see if this can work."

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

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also true for both of them. I'm so happy for him. Kim is so much more his eccentric 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 dreams.

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

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

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The consequence we closed our bedroom door I jumped in Jim's arms with my legs wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful antique bed sate with the obligatory close call.

I can't recall the last time we so passionately assail each early ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both mitt, ripping it open causing buttons to fly and releasing the front grip of my bra. His backtalk was immediately on my right breast drubbing and sucking my nipple and then sucking as a great deal of my boob into his oral cavity 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 outrageous idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"handsome man of style"... what made this time even more dissimilar was the aching fire in my boobs. It didn't take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm ! And early than my front-runner blouse being ripped capable, 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 cacoethes. Well that breast had been aching more than the right and it took him even less clip to get my back arched as in high spirits as it would go in another shattering long durable sexual climax ! I finally collapsed in a trousering 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 correctly breast and resolved that feeling of"bare business"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my tierce orgasm as I was arching my back again like a bucking broncho !

Now I was starting to feel the aerobic burden of all this and perspiration was forming on my face as Jim switched off my ripe bosom, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left knocker. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deep orgasm.

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

"Don't you fucking end ! Suck my stallion boob longer ... not just my mammilla ! Everything inside just keeps getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't stop and continued alternating bosom, each clip until I convulsively came, and then left for the early breast and that feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more acute. Something unusual was happening with my bosom. I started loosing counting how many intense coming I had until everything went black.

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

I woke up in the middle of the Night. My clothes were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the sweat. We were both under the covers and Jim was spooning me while fast gone. I don't think we ever made beloved. shag ! Jim had to stimulate been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

I reached down and felt 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 strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my finger in my mouth like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell or taste like seed. 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 glow that was a short bittersweet. Somehow those orgasms seemed to allow a release from Jim, maybe even released our union. I knew I was going to be mike's"wife"now for three months and Sir Thomas More than that, my lesbian side was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and more than that ... What I was feeling at that 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 globes. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of tit at any of our nine. That might've made me a lilliputian jealous of Kim or even covetous except I knew those"two child"were going to be mine all mine for the succeeding couple weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own dummy tingle and get going to burn. So I reached up and started to twine my mamilla, one and then the early, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This clip something really strange happened ... my handwriting was all wet, as was the sail below my tits. How could that be potential ?

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 colostrum. No wonder my breasts were so sensitive. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could happen so fast.

So there I was a new breast feeding woman with no babe of her own. Oh this is too good to be on-key ! Now all I could believe of was little 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 microphone. So I snuck in Kim's room and found her fast asleep. As I walked over to that Brobdingnagian cot, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to pick her up and then take the air her over to their old rocking chair. Immediately Poppy was searching for a teat just like she had been doing that for workweek and since I was nude, except for my still moist pantie, it was easy for her to obtain one. We rocked like that for at to the lowest degree twenty minutes. It was one of the most dainty nursings I could recollect having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both breasts. Poppy went back and Forth between the two several times. And yes, each time I had another orgasm, not"bed rocking"types like last dark, but still tremendous. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy ? I never had this many with my own kid. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably campaign over who gets to nurse 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 affair I've ever witnessed ! How many clock time did you cum for goodness saki ?"

"I lost tally, Kim. But that's not the commodity part ! Guess what came in terminal night ! My milk ! I woke up in the middle of the nighttime with my breasts on fire and as I was starting to pluck them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hand and the canvas. I don't have it away how this is possible but they were pretty full of milk this morn. seem at her ! She's fathom asleep and slaked !"

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

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well ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her capitulum and amaze my tongue down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up comforter. It was a bit outrageous for me to do that but was so a good deal fun I just appal myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our rima oris. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly ready for it, clearly more experienced kissing a fair sex than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our tongues swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these next match weeks !"

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 skillful, sweet, and a little diluent than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a mammilla. Oh this was skillful ! Kim's milk was angelical than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was thirsty so I wasted no time devouring her white meat.

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

Of course this acute breast action at law had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one thing in rough-cut. We both cum pretty bloody easily with only our nipple in natural action.

Oh how I love the feeling of an orgasm rippling through someone's physical structure as I'm loving on them. It's really full with a guy but great with a woman. And that morn with Kim, it seemed she had"three clit"with her tit this sore. Her pap left my mind spinning with thought process of how we would eventually make erotic love to each former.

I drained her right titty in short fiat and moved to her left doing the like 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 turn over up to kiss her again when she said ...

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

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

I wish I knew how to describe what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a line that can be crossed when a womanhood makes dearest to a woman. Now I've played with girls. I've sucked a few slit and worked a few clits to an orgasm. But at a club that is all playful. It's not existent 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 maiden fourth dimension what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt exempt and like I would forever be a different person. In those mo 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 sense of trend ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a hole or maybe better ... a swirl I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to resist. All I knew in that mo was, I loved those new tone.

Maybe it was the milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a long bury time when I was a baby and I loved lactate my mom. But I now understood why some bozo love lactating cleaning lady !

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 huge grinning on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my milk came in hold up nighttime ! It's all your fault the way you abused my dumbbell ! Early this morning I was leaking foremilk all over the sheets and this sunrise when I got up I actually nursed little Poppy until she was fulfill and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her breasts were full and aching, and short Poppy's potbelly was full of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me run out her poor people, wonderful dope ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

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

Then mike chimed in."Kim and Ashley ... don't forget about us while we are gone ! We expect you to take a crap 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 belatedly getting off. We will prognosticate you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

piece of tail ! roll in the hay ! nooky !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my weapon to suck and have it off all day ! We may not be spending often 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 calendar week seem so wild-eyed in this gorgeous house ... the firm that is starting to feel like mine !

Wow. holy bull ! This house mighty be mine !

Yup. That warm wonderful feeling I crave of falling in beloved with somebody new is back, and this time not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this trivial adorable little girl, the little lady friend I delivered in the back of an SUV, speeding down the avenue !