Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the terrific tour of the rest of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinkable on the edge of the pool with our foundation dangling in the warm water. I didn't want to exit. 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 stay with Kim. mike got us out the room access with the promise of the Charles Herbert Best steaks we have ever had if we got back in time for dinner party. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were serious than any in the entire freaking world !

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

That's how it was going to be with these citizenry. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making bright if not smart ass remark ! This whole weekend might take turned out so differently if we hadn't been so relaxed around them. It felt like we had been booster for year.

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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 crusade to check in with each other about what we were getting ourselves into.

"Ash ... Do you really like this guy Mike ? If not, you have to be measured. He's head word over heel 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 kinsfolk isn't what's grabbing him right now and it's because of you. I'm sober Ash. He's got it bad !"

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

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

I really do want to have another baby and I'm thinking more and more everything could work out between the four of us. The idea of actually planning on getting significant 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 !

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

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those dreams. I'm not really certainly 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 phantasy. This is tangible, Ash.

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

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those form of sentiment or making these kind of conclusion. 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 time we got hot and bothered over that very idea ? But the excitation of someone fucking me without a prophylactic 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 virtually of the guys I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and make me a baby"always got me and him"over the top."The more I used that, the secure my sexual climax got !

I know that fantasize stayed hot for you too. Why was that ? Because you love playing the cuckolding plot together ! It wasn't just the thinking 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 keep you sooooo long"on the edge"by talking about letting some hot guy we might adjoin ping me up !

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

Remember how I would describe that baby as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY infant could even end up being a professional athlete if I chose a bulky stud instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would dredge you around clubs while I graded the exclusive guy wire as potential fathers ?

Remember all that talking ?

You realize I said all those things because it was the just way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding fetish home that weren't always enjoyable 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 suck me clean. Remember how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always suck you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

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

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to ready 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 cock, you would groan and shake and pullulate 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 pussycat. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking live ! It has a mogul to gain 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 in high spirits as the meter I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the pill ! And how I was going to make love every guy with"eight in"or more at the golf club and you were going to have to watch over me conceive MY next child ! I didn't tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to believe I had really stopped taking the tablet when I fucked those bozo. I wanted to see if you could cross that line about individual 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 bang ... What was it, four guys ? Remember how rouse you were licking me clean each time afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your testicle were all swollen ... And how hard you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magical sentence for both of us Jim. The proficient clip among so many tremendous 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 early to unbelievable summit. Did you even think we could make this particular ‘ new sister 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 highs. You wanting to get meaning was always hot. But ..."

"No buts ... have some trust that it has finally created ... and it's creating better than we had ever imagined. Our fantasy never included another woman and yet here we are.

Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It's not just me and gorgeous Mike. There's a nice equaliser to all this. Mike may be just a bit more fine-looking and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one lucky guy !

She had her dream for nine calendar month. We had our fancy for a few years. What's the big remainder between an intense aspiration 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 lifelong spouse facing all of life-time's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our erotic love to each other class after yr ... until ‘ death do us character ?'

Can you conceive of how a lot Sir Thomas More matter to lifetime will be with them and our mutual nipper at our face ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many phantasy and so many the great unwashed. 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 quietus of the way dwelling house without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a completely bunch in Jim but there was also so practically inside me to remember about.

Like ... Why I"have intercourse being in love life"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can make some job ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to know my life any former way. There was no self-possession, no star sign, no car, no vacation, no adventure, no accolade or sentience of place or baron that even comes close in meaning to me than that tender intoxicating feeling of falling in love with soul new and enjoying their company. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many time and from that point of view, I may be the lucky cleaning lady in the domain !

Trusting individual, even mortal 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 solid matter with microphone and Kim is going to make some clip for faith to come forth.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such stiff emotions for microphone and almost as a good deal for his incredibly lovely wife and this new deport child, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three mass, and a family no less ! All I know is these tactile sensation are much profoundly than usual. They are nonrational. I feel them in my gut like a vibration in sync with something on a lots grander scale than I can imagine.

Lapplander is rightful for the sexual side with Mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something dangerous going on with my breasts. They started out feeling on flaming in the infirmary but now after letting Poppy suction on them and having that orgasm with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my wearing apparel to act in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... come in here. face at my breasts. Do they attend different to you ?"

"Different ? Of course they are. I've always told you your tit 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 hard ? I don't think we have prison term and I'm tellin ya. My tool is still tender from finale Night !"

"No seriously. Come over here and find them. Do they seem thickheaded than usual ? Here. Put your paw underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A slight harder. palpate that thick spot rightfield in the eye ? It's so medium there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel great ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be late for dinner at their planetary 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 load down and already throw my suitcase in my car. How about you ?"

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

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

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

What have you got in these suitcases ? rock and roll ?"

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

However ... Jim and I have learned one thing over the go few years of our sexual exploits. When we get a certain caliber or intensity in our erotic response, it is best to pause and take note. Something crucial is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the coolest aspects in our partake experiences. Great desire, not just the normal titillating triggers, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a adept index of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this hale encounter with microphone and Kim smell. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a distich so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"circumstances of our souls."

They really are limited 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 certainly it would also be soaked soon.

Tomorrow both of our cat would be gone for maybe a brace 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 assure me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and deal all those grip up to your room. Ash, want to help me get the drinks make ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's microphone's favourite. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whisky 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 skillful !"

"My good Ash. Saame here. I can drink in a whole mound of the stuff after a century drive ! Wait ... you said Jim bikes ? Do you mean a bicycle ?"

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

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

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

He even pets it every time he goes by and claims he can get wind it mewl if he doesn't exact it out. He's absolutely crazy about bike. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a copulate expensive single. It's just not me."

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

"Kim ... all the time ! and that makes him gone nearly of the day. It's the one thing in our lives that separates us. I just can't do it and I always feel bad not going with him."

"Oh my gawd Ash ! This keeps getting better and better. I have the same problem with mike ! His mind of a great day is hunting antiques in quaint footling stores or estate sales or old farm menage. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ chooser !'feeling around the theater. 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. drunkenness ready ? Jim and I are athirst !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and wild-eyed. Their patio tabular array was as limited as their grand old family. I've never seen a 6 foot crisscross sectional slab cut off the automobile trunk of a sequoia tree diagram and used for a defer top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the sharpness. Set on a combination real tree branch pedestal, polished and coated with acrylate resin, it looked spectacular. microphone said, he had counted over 600 pack in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The grilled asparagus, zucchini, bell Madagascar pepper were perfectly done, along with grilled mushroom cloud and sauce over quinoa, and those"Japanese steaks"... They were definitely the thickest and most lush 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 dissolve in my mouth ! I guess I'll just have to get used to microphone's sentience of style and budget.

I might have added a skillful bottle or two of red wine instead of our pitchers but it was really versed sitting by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all night and talking old geezer while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking cycle with their hurler of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each former about our unlike propensity and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the repast was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to speak about more than just gaffer and bike and we did.

After setting plans and prospect for the forthcoming week 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 conditional relation of our meeting each early might mean.

Eventually we had to discourse the Brobdingnagian"white elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"meeting this grand couple, falling in love with them, and two years later each of us having a new child 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 lawful.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's storm apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrassed and sorry about blurting out my ambition to you last Nox. I know I'm a little bit drunk right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a niggling"sex drunk"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 people on my tours over the end few years and I'm normally very good at reading people and in force at tiptoeing around their psychological way out while never imposing on them. Last nighttime I to a greater extent than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged daughter in love. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily realize, form 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 courteous thing to learn from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the ambiance at the table. Fortunately Jim jumped in with Holy Scripture that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this lifestyle for various old age now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. death night was like that for all of us ... but for me it was the most intense sex I've ever had with anyone in this lifestyle. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those intuitive feeling seem mutual at this table ... no apology is certainly needed for that.

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

If we were the wrong pair, I mean if we were not the yoke in your dreaming, or if the pipe dream were nothing more than your imaginations during your gestation, then don't you think that sometime during survive eve and today, something would've ‘ gone south'or at least as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the reverse has occurred. We all felt an vivid attracter to each other and then sharing the nativity of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It hump bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each other's child ... I can distinguish you this. Ashley has had a fancy about about getting impregnated by another man for old age. I bet I've helped her to a hundred sexual climax when the induction was not me. Instead it was the intellection of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming interior. 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 phantasy were touching something in her hereafter ... just like your ambition.

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping Church Father. I'll have to be honest. I need some time to adjust to that melodic theme. The entailment seem far and spacious to me. But if Ashley's fancy 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 open and not some house physician schedule you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe satin flower is the foundation to any relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journeying into entwine relationships that few people ever think possible let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in dearest with you in ways that are way beyond my coherent judgment. I'm gladiolus Mike and I are leaving for a yoke weeks. That should give us all some metre to cool down and see if the feelings we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all have it off better what's really real ... when we get back."

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and More, Kim was openly sobbing and uphold doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the curve matching redwood bench to face and firmly hug her. microphone was holding both my hands as he had done during Jim's talk of the town and continued through Kim's emotional release. We just sat and watched our mate in awe. It could not have seemed more sacred to both of us than if a huge shaft of light of Inner Light had come out of the sky and immerse Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a retentive while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound insight that would end up shaping our mutual family relationship for years to hail ...

"If this is going to work between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sentience that Mike and I will have as many potentiality issues as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridge circuit of intimate submissiveness and have long since been prosperous with you two having other lover. The question is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to have sex each other, be form to each other and be condole with and understanding ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in honey with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the alone way this is going to work. It's going to boil down to choosing beloved and loving answer vs choosing criticism and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might work up a very special joint sept.

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 reckon this ...

We completely swap wives for 90 days and after that time we review our relationships and continue or set our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really switch. Nothing make-believe. I want to sleep with Kim every dark. I want to answer to her alone, and her to me, for what we decide is significant to us and how we spend our days just as if we were married and monogamous.

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

I don't think we should even imagine about swapping back until that 90 solar day is over. I suggest we enter this with absolutely no predetermined limits on how far we fall in beloved with each early.

Realistically, it may be hard at metre. We may get feelings of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each early. But hopefully, after all that, we will take in a better idea if this is a mere fantasy or something more divinely elysian and energized.

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up black to both of our marriages. We might decide 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 dyad"go our separate agency. Separation is a realistic event we must ruminate.

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

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

mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some metre to concentrate on building a spirit with our new married person, our back wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 day we can plan the succeeding full point of metre, maybe another 90 mean solar day 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 bear impregnated ner with a new child, as you will receive with Ash. That's hoot heavy for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this crazy thing could also be incredibly like an utopia of love.

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

There was really no discussion necessary. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the idea and knew I wanted Mike as a"married man"and not just a lover. After talking with him tonight I could smell he was really set up for someone like me too. mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally confessedly. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to leave him ... definitely not that. There was just a longing for someone like Mike inside me that came bubbling up to the Earth's 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 glad for him. Kim is so much more his case and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally have made me so envious but there I was holding hands with the man of my ambition.

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 husband for one last night before our 90 day affair begins. You two probably want to be with Poppy anyway. Speaking of which, I can hardly believe she's been so quiet. Time to hold in on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the morning !"

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The moment we closed our sleeping accommodation doorway I jumped in Jim's coat of arms with my legs wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my tooshie and walked me over to our beautiful antique bed replete with the obligatory squeak.

I can't remember the last fourth dimension we so passionately attacked each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it open causing button to fly and releasing the front clasp of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my right bosom licking and sucking my mamilla and then sucking as much of my boob into his mouth as potential while tonguing my nipple. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my titmouse as well as Jim.

Besides the horrid idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"handsome man of dash"... what made this clock time even more different was the aching blast in my booby. It didn't take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually late coming ! And other than my favorite blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

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

"Oh you rocking hot scantling, 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 boob and resolved that feeling of"unfinished business"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my third coming as I was arching my back again like a bucking bronco !

Now I was starting to sense the aerobic issue of all this and perspiration was forming on my boldness as Jim switched off my right tit, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deep orgasm.

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

"Don't you fucking stop ! sucking my entire boob longer ... not just my nipples ! Everything inside just hold open getting more sensible !"

So he didn't catch and continued alternating breasts, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the other breast and that smell of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more intense. Something strange was happening with my dumbbell. I started loosing count how many acute climax I had until everything went 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 wearing apparel were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the fret. We were both under the masking and Jim was spooning me while fast at peace. I don't think we ever made love. Fuck ! Jim had to ingest been really turned on yet I didn't helper him out.

I reached down and felt my scanty. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my fingerbreadth inside them to sense my burning clit and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingers in my mouth like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't spirit or mouthful like semen. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my panties while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his dick but something inside told me not to. I was in a foreign orgasmic glow that was a short waxwork. Somehow those orgasm seemed to grant a liberation from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be microphone's"wife"now for three calendar month and More than that, my sapphic side of meat was surely going to come forth with Kim.

Yea and more than that ... What I was feeling at that moment had zilch 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 beaut in any set of boob at any of our clubs. That might've made me a little envious of Kim or even jealous except I knew those"two babies"were going to be mine all mine for the next couple calendar week.

Just thinking about that made my own breast tingle and start out to burn. So I reached up and started to flap my nipples, one and then the former, until I stiffened in another climax. This time something really strange happened ... my helping hand was all wet, as was the sheet below my mammilla. How could that be possible ?

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

So there I was a new nursing cleaning woman with no baby of her own. Oh this is too effective to be confessedly ! Now all I could recollect 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 room and found her fast asleep. As I walked over to that vast crib, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so lovely. I had to pick her up and then take the air her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a nipple just like she had been doing that for weeks and since I was nude, except for my still moist step-in, it was easy for her to find one. We rocked like that for at least twenty hour. It was one of the most dainty nursings I could think back having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both breasts. Poppy went back and forth between the two respective times. And yes, each time I had another orgasm, not"bed rocking"type like go dark, 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 hold 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 matter I've ever witnessed ! How many times did you cum for good sake ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the unspoiled part ! supposition what came in conclusion Night ! My milk ! I woke up in the heart of the dark with my breasts on fire and as I was starting to pull off them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my handwriting and the sheets. I don't hump how this is possible but they were pretty replete of Milk River this morning. Look at her ! She's profound asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her Down and then and do over here. As punishment for stealing my child, you have to help me out ! My bosom 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 principal and stuck my knife down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up sympathizer. It was a bit steep for me to do that but was so a good deal fun I just shock myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our mouth. There a dire feeling about Kim. She's was clearly prepare for it, clearly more experienced kissing a woman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our tongues swirled ...

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

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

I've tasted my own Milk River before and have always found it to be courteous, sugariness, and a trivial dilutant than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was decent ! Kim's milk was sweeter than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was hungry so I wasted no meter devouring her breasts.

Here's the thing I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and ring of color just right, kind of like Jim always does with a combination of sucking the tit first and then the nipple, I could get her Milk River to squirt pretty intemperate and not just dribble into my back talk. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of course this intense breast action had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one matter in common. We both cum pretty blasted easily with only our tit in action.

Oh how I love the flavor of an orgasm rippling through someone's body as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a woman. And that morning with Kim, it seemed she had"three button"with her nipple this sensitive. Her tits left my brain spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually spend a penny making love to each early.

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

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

So I did and this clip, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperienced teen. I made love to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty teat as Thomas More Milk 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 tune that can be crossed when a woman makes dearest to a woman. Now I've played with daughter. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clits to an orgasm. But at a club that is all playful. It's not veridical and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his wife.

This was very unlike. I was really making dearest ... 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 gratis and like I would forever be a dissimilar someone. In those second I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the essence of being lesbian. You just want this cleaning lady all for yourself, forever. You want her beaut, her sex, her personality, her good sense of style ... you want to be with her all the sentence. It's a hole or maybe better ... a maelstrom I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to resist. All I knew in that moment was, I loved those new feelings.

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

I don't sleep together how recollective that went on. It was awhile and I only looked up when I heard a cough at the doorway. There looking in, were Jim and Mike with Brobdingnagian smiles on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my milk came in death night ! It's all your fault the way you abused my breast ! Early this good morning I was leaking colostrum all over the canvas and this first light when I got up I actually nursed trivial Poppy until she was satisfy and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her white meat were full and aching, and short Poppy's bay window was full of MY Milk River, Kim punished me by making me debilitate her inadequate, grand boobs ! I am just doing what made me do !"

"Yea rightfulness ! And that's why your hand was between your legs the entire clip too !

I guess you two are off to a good start. Two nursing mum ! 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 ca-ca it up when we get back.

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

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

fuck ! nooky ! nookie !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my blazonry to suck and have a go at it all day ! We may not be spending much time out of bed !

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It's just the three of us now. And I'm thinking ... Who needs guy rope anyway when the future few weeks seem so romantic in this gorgeous house ... the house that is starting to experience like mine !

Wow. Holy shit ! This house mighty be mine !

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