Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the sumptuous tour of duty of the respite of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an time of day outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the border of the pool with our invertebrate foot dangling in the strong water. I didn't want to leave. But if we were going to spend the Nox, we needed to get home and pack for Jim's trip to N Florida and my arrest with Kim. Mike got us out the door with the hope of the safe steaks we have ever had if we got back in time for dinner. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were better than any in the entire freaking domain !

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

That's how it was going to be with these people. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making impudent if not smart ass gossip ! This altogether weekend might induce 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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Well ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our home and that gave us some needed time during the campaign to check into in with each former about what we were getting ourselves into.

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

"Jim, no one has affected me like Mike since we got involved with Alex. I didn't talk to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to leave you and get married him. It was at to the lowest degree a fun idea to playact with. But Mike has triggered those old smell, feeling I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a whole crew. 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 sustain another sister and I'm thinking more and more everything could puzzle out out between the four of us. The approximation 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 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 !

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

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

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

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those variety of view or making these kind of decisions. We are talking life 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 sentence we got hot and bothered over that very estimation ? But the excitement of someone fucking me without a condom so his cum is allowed up my neck, that never went away.

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

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

Remember how it started ? How many sentence did I deny you an coming until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would keep you sooooo prospicient"on the border"by talking about letting some hot guy we might fulfil tap me up !

Remember how I would always line that guy as more liberal than you or chic than you and how I wanted my new baby to have a cock as Brobdingnagian 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 pro jock if I chose a bulky macho-man instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would draw you around clubhouse while I graded the single bozo as possible founder ?

Remember all that lecture ?

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

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

Remember the first time I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right on the cap of his car, in our drive, with the headlight on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my leg and I made you clean me up with your glossa ? Remember how toilsome you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to relieve oneself you eat strange cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. recollect how many clip after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your cock, you would groan and didder and shoot 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 pussy. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a king to form 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 up as the fourth dimension I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the pill ! And how I was going to fuck every guy with"eight in"or more at the night club and you were going to consume to watch me conceive MY next fry ! I didn't tell you it wasn't straight. I needed you to conceive I had really stopped taking the anovulant when I fucked those cat. I wanted to see if you could cross that line of reasoning about someone else getting me meaning. 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 sleep with ... What was it, four guys ? Remember how shake you were licking me clear each time afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your balls were all swollen ... And how hard you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magical times for both of us Jim. The dependable clock time among so many wonderful fourth dimension ! 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 top. Did you even think we could take this particular ‘ new baby thing'to the threshold of so many climaxes without the factual experience creating ?"

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

"No buts ... have some faith that it has finally created ... and it's creating respectable than we had ever imagined. Our fantasies 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 symmetry to all this. Mike may be just a bit more bountiful 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 months. We had our phantasy for a few years. What's the big dispute between an intense dream or intense fantasy ? Could you even imagine a better couple to do this with ?

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

Can you guess how a lot more worry life will be with them and our mutual kids at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fantasy and so many mass. 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 relaxation of the way habitation without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a hale bunch in Jim but there was also so lots inside me to think about.

Like ... Why I"jazz 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 live my aliveness any early way. There was no willpower, no house, no car, no vacation, no adventure, no accolade or common sense of position or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that tender intoxicating feeling of falling in love with someone new and enjoying their company. Our modus vivendi has allowed me to do that many fourth dimension and from that point of perspective, I may be the luckiest woman in the worldly concern !

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 unharmed thing with microphone and Kim is going to require some prison term for trust to emerge.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such inviolable emotions for Mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely married woman and this new wear sister, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a category no less ! All I know is these touch are much deeper than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a quiver in sync with something on a practically grander scale of measurement than I can opine.

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

"Jim ... seed in here. Look at my tit. Do they look different to you ?"

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

babe ... are you trying to get me voiceless ? I don't think we have time and I'm tellin ya. My hammer is still tender from lastly Nox !"

"No seriously. number over here and find them. Do they seem thicker than usual ? Here. Put your hands underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. sense that thick spot 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 late for dinner at their house. microphone said he was putting the steaks on at 7:30 and not to be late. That leaves us lupus erythematosus than 30 minutes to get there. I'm packed and already possess my suitcase 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 boobs !"

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

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

What have you got in these suitcase ? Rocks ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so freaky if not speculative and yet so natural, all at the same meter. 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 twelvemonth of our sexual exploits. When we get a sure quality or intensity in our erotic response, it is best to break and take promissory note. Something important is always at our doorsill.

That find is one of the nerveless aspects in our shared experiences. Great desire, not just the formula erotic gun trigger, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a skillful indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this hale encounter with Mike and Kim spirit. 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"fortune of our souls."

They really are special the great unwashed 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 sure it would also be soaked soon.

Tomorrow both of our guy wire would be gone for maybe a couple weeks and then it would just be me, Kim and lilliputian Poppy. What were we getting ourselves into ?

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"Come on in you two. Mike is out back and just narrate me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and remove all those bagful 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 gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak barrel aging. Wait ... let me pretend. 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 near !"

"My good Ash. Same here. I can drink a unscathed pitcher of the stuff after a century drive ! hold ... you said Jim wheel ? Do you mean a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushes pedals.'I think he has 8 bicycles in the garage and is constantly buying and selling new ones. He's hooked up with a few master bikers on eBay. They get a new bike every class through their sponsors and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new bikes, well ... one year 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 electric current ‘ favorite drive'hanging on our bedroom bulwark. He says ...

‘ The optical 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 discover it whimper if he doesn't need it out. He's absolutely crazy about bicycle. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a dyad expensive ones. It's just not me."

"doe he ever go on long ride like a century ? A 100 Roman mile ? If he does I'm totally stealing him from you !"

"Kim ... all the sentence ! and that makes him gone most of the day. It's the one affair in our animation 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 Lapplander problem with Mike ! His idea of a great day is hunting antiques in quaint niggling memory board or estate sales agreement or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ picker !'Look around the house. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an old geezer.

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

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

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"miss ... Steaks are done. Drinks fix ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and wild-eyed. Their terrace table was as special as their chiliad old house. I've never seen a 6 foot cross sectioned slab cut off the trunk 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 real arm footstall, polished and coated with acrylate resin, it looked spectacular. microphone said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The grilled edible asparagus, zucchini, campana white pepper were perfectly done, along with barbecued 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 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 food.

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

I might experience added a prissy bottle or two of red wine instead of our twirler but it was really adumbrate session by myself following to Mike sharing our T & Ts all night and talking antiques while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking bicycle with their ewer of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each other about our dissimilar leaning and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're cerebration we had to talk about more than just antiques and bicycles and we did.

After setting program and prospect for the coming calendar week of Mike and Jim being away in North Florida ... the conversation went directly into sex, along with recounting the nighttime we had just shared, what made us laugh about it, what scared the bull out of us, and what the conditional relation of our confluence each other might mean.

Eventually we had to talk over the huge"white elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreaming about"meeting this howling span, falling in love with them, and two years later each of us having a new child with each early's spouse."As nutcase as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a tactile sensation it all might be coming dead on target.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's storm apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am mortified and sorry about blurting out my ambition to you last nighttime. I know I'm a little bit drunk right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a little"sex sot"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 hundreds of people on my spell over the last few years and I'm normally very dependable at reading masses and respectable at tiptoeing around their psychological number while never imposing on them. hold up dark I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in beloved. 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 apology was needed, although it was a nice thing to find out from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the aura at the board. Fortunately Jim jumped in with give-and-take that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this modus vivendi for several class now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. utmost 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 touch seem common at this table ... no apologia 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 last-place Nox. 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 sentiment about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the untimely couple, I mean if we were not the couple in your dream, or if the ambition were cypher More than your imagery during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during conclusion evening and today, something would've ‘ gone south'or at to the lowest degree as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opposite has occurred. We all felt an intense attraction to each other and then sharing the giving birth of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It love bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each other's babies ... I can assure you this. Ashley has had a fancy 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 of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming inside. Both of us have always wondered why that detail fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being unwashed in the crowds we've played with.

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

You and microphone and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping father. I'll have to be true. I need some clock time to conform to that idea. The implications seem far and wide to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

I'm happy it's now all out in the open and not some resident agenda you and Mike were hiding from us. I believe honesty is the foundation to any kinship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journey into entwine relationships that few people ever think possible let alone essay.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love life with you in slipway that are way beyond my logical nous. I'm glad Mike and I are leaving for a match calendar week. That should give us all some prison term to cool down and see if the look we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know better what's really very ... when we get back."

By the clip Jim was done speaking all that and more, Kim was openly sobbing and remain doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the veer matching redwood bench to face and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my manus as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's worked up outlet. We just sat and watched our better half in awe. It could not receive seemed more sanctified 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 longsighted while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound insight that would end up shaping our mutual relationships for years to come ...

"If this is going to exploit between the four us, it will go or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't horse sense that microphone and I will feature as many potency issues as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridge of sexual submissiveness and have long since been well-off with you two having other buff. The motion is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to love each former, be form to each other and be pity and realise ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in love with each early on par with how you love us ? I think that's the entirely way this is going to shape. It's going to churn down to choosing love and loving reaction vs choosing unfavorable judgment and separation. If you two can superintend that, then we all might build a very peculiar junction 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 consider this ...

We completely swap married woman for 90 days and after that sentence we review our relationships and continue or conform our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really swop. Nothing make-believe. I want to slumber with Kim every night. I want to answer to her simply, 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 dress at least some unretentive honeymoon together while dealing with this new babe, all the comfortably and I suggest the like for both of you.

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

Realistically, it may be hard at prison term. We may get feelings of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each early. But hopefully, after all that, we will have a meliorate idea if this is a simple fantasy or something more divinely instigate and energized.

We need to realise going in to this that it could end up fatal to both of our marriage. We might determine to just get back with our wife or ... we could end up leaving them to stay with each former's wife ... and as"new couple"go our separate style. legal separation is a naturalistic effect we must contemplate.

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

Mike, by planning this 90 day legal separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of erotic love with our better half. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our marriages. Ashley and I have had batch of tempting hazard to leave our marriage and might sustain if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love and I sense the like is true for you two.

Mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some clock time to centralise on building a aliveness with our new spouse, our arcsecond wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 solar day we can plan the succeeding period of sentence, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's pipe dream to be true, a little over a year from now I'm going to experience impregnated ner with a new child, as you will consume with Ash. That's damn heavy for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this crazy matter could also be incredibly like an Utopia of lovemaking.

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

There was really no discussion requirement. We all knew Jim was powerful. I liked the idea and knew I wanted Mike as a"married man"and not just a devotee. After talking with him tonight I could smell out he was really ready for someone like me too. Mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally straight. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to leave him ... definitely not that. There was just a hungriness for someone like 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 honest for both of them. I'm so happy for him. Kim is so much more his type and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally consume made me so green-eyed but there I was holding handwriting with the man of my dreams.

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

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

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

I can't recollect the last time we so passionately set on each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both workforce, ripping it open causing clitoris to fly and releasing the front grasp of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my decent breast licking and sucking my nipple and then sucking as much of my booby into his mouth as possible while tonguing my nipple. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my mammilla as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"big man of way"... what made this clip even more different was the aching fervency in my boobs. It didn't take but a few mo and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm ! And former than my best-loved blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my entrust boob, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. Well that knocker had been aching more than the right field and it took him even less prison term to get my back arched as high as it would go in another shattering long hold out orgasm ! I finally collapsed in a panting fit !

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

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my right dummy and resolved that impression of"unfinished concern"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 finger the aerobic impression of all this and perspiration was forming on my brass as Jim switched off my right white meat, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually mystifying orgasm.

This had never happened before. Normally a knocker 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 break off ! sucking my full dope yearner ... not just my nipples ! Everything inside just keeps getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't point and continued alternating breast, each clip until I convulsively came, and then left for the other breast and that feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more vivid. Something unusual was happening with my boobs. I started loosing count how many vivid sexual climax I had until everything went Shirley Temple Black.

I must 've passed out. That's happened only one time 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 hair was all wet which must've been from the swither. We were both under the blanket and Jim was spooning me while fast at rest. I don't think we ever made erotic love. Fuck ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't service him out.

I reached down and mat my pantie. 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 digit in my mouth 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 cock but something inside told me not to. I was in a unusual orgasmic glow that was a little climbing nightshade. Somehow those orgasms seemed to allot a tone ending from Jim, maybe even released our married couple. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three calendar month 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 cipher to do with Jim, or maybe even microphone.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my mind eye were Kim's beautiful earth. Jim was decent about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of knocker at any of our gild. That might've made me a little envious of Kim or even covetous except I knew those"two babies"were going to be mine all mine for the following couple hebdomad.

Just thinking about that made my own boobs tingle and get going to burn off. So I reached up and started to roll up my nipples, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This time something really strange happened ... my hand was all wet, as was the sheet below my titmouse. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my finger in my rima oris and immediately recognized the predilection. Oh my gawd. My milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like foremilk. No wonder my breasts were so sensitive. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could bump so fast.

So there I was a new nursing womanhood with no baby of her own. Oh this is too good to be true ! Now all I could think of was petty 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 immobile asleep. As I walked over to that huge cot, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to foot her up and then walk her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a teat just like she had been doing that for weeks and since I was nude, except for my still moist panty, it was easy for her to find out one. We rocked like that for at least twenty minutes. It was one of the most exquisite nursings I could remember having.

Yes, my Milk River started flowing. Both white meat. Poppy went back and forth between the two several prison term. And yes, each time I had another orgasm, not"bed rocking"eccentric like last dark, but still wondrous. 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 nurse her.

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

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

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the good component part ! shot what came in hold up night ! My milk ! I woke up in the middle of the nighttime with my breast on firing and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hand and the sheets. I don't know how this is potential but they were pretty full of milk this break of day. expect at her ! She's profound asleep and slaked !"

"Go put her down and then and make out over here. As penalty for stealing my infant, you have to assist me out ! My bosom are bursting at the seams !"

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fountainhead ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her head and amaze my lingua 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 much fun I just shock myself. Golly this gal can French snog ! And I thought I was full. We grabbed each other's drumhead and mashed our mouths. There a do-or-die feeling about Kim. She's was clearly ready for it, clearly more experient kissing a womanhood than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our tongues swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these next duo hebdomad !"

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 decent, sweet, and a trivial thinner than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a teat. Oh this was nice ! Kim's milk was angelic than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was hungry so I wasted no meter devouring her boob.

Here's the affair I learned right away. If I sucked her mamilla and ring of color just right, kind of like Jim always does with a combining of sucking the breast first and then the tit, I could get her Milk to squirt pretty severe and not just dribble into my mouthpiece. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of course this intense breast action mechanism had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one thing in common. We both cum pretty damn easily with only our mamilla in natural process.

Oh how I love the feel of an sexual climax rippling through someone's body as I'm loving on them. It's really ripe with a guy but neat with a womanhood. And that break of day with Kim, it seemed she had"three clit"with her teat this spiritualist. Her tits left my mind spinning with thought of how we would eventually make love to each early.

I drained her right chest in short order and moved to her left doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful incandescence about her and it made me realize why Jim was so taken by her beauty. I started to gain up to kiss her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't stop. That was one of the most wonderful 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 love life to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipple as more milk kept rewarding me each meter I sucked.

I wish I knew how to report what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a line that can be crossed when a woman makes love to a woman. Now I've played with female child. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clitoris to an sexual climax. But at a club that is all playful. It's not real number and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his married woman.

This was very different. I was really making love ... to a cleaning woman. No man was involved and I touched for the number 1 time what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a different somebody. In those moments I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the essence of being lesbian. You just desire this char all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sense of manner ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a kettle of fish or maybe upright ... a vortex I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to baulk. All I knew in that moment was, I loved those new feelings.

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 guy rope love lactating women !

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

"Ashley ! Damnit gurl ... I don't think you left anything for misfortunate 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 this morning I was leaking foremilk all over the rag and this morning when I got up I actually nursed little Poppy until she was satisfied and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her chest were full and aching, and little Poppy's tummy was total of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her poor, wonderful boobs ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

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

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

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

With that they just disappeared out the room access and left us ! !

piece of ass ! Fuck ! screw !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my blazon to go down on and fuck all day ! We may not be spending very much 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 next few hebdomad seem so romanticist in this gorgeous home ... the house that is starting to sense like mine !

Wow. Holy hoot ! This home mighty be mine !

Yup. That lovesome wonderful feeling I crave of falling in love with someone new is back, and this meter not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this little adorable girl, the little girl I delivered in the rear of an SUV, speeding down the boulevard !