Picking up from chronicle # 3 ...

After getting the grand spell of the rest of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinking on the bound of the pool with our human foot dangling in the ardent weewee. I didn't want to pass on. But if we were going to spend the night, we needed to get nursing home and clique for Jim's slip to N Everglade State and my halt with Kim. Mike got us out the door with the hope of the best steaks we have ever had if we got back in time for dinner. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were just than any in the integral freaking world !

"topper in the whole human race ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased microphone. He and Jim just rolled their eyes and Kim covered her mouthpiece and conveniently turned away.

That's how it was going to be with these people. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making voguish if not smart ass commentary ! This unscathed weekend might induce turned out so differently if we hadn't been so unlax around them. It felt like we had been Quaker for year.

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Well ... with the payoff of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our place and that gave us some needed time during the parkway to discipline 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 thrifty. He's heading over heels 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 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 to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to leave you and marry him. It was at least a fun idea to play with. But Mike has triggered those old feelings, feelings I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a whole crew. I have no job thinking about spending a lot of prison term with him. And I'll just come out and remind you ...

I really do want to have another child and I'm thinking more and more everything could work out between the four of us. The mind of actually planning on getting pregnant with microphone, 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 seminal fluid going up in my cervix uteri 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 rattling query 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 a lot you and I have played with the fantasy of having another kid with a new guy, you must actualise, this is no longer a phantasy. This is real, Ash.

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

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those variety of sentiment or making these form of decisiveness. We are talking liveliness long outcome 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 excitement of someone fucking me without a rubber so his cum is allowed up my cervix, that never went away.

I didn't just meet with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with about 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 sexual climax 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 meter did I deny you an coming until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would keep you sooooo prospicient"on the sharpness"by talking about letting some hot guy we might meet tap 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 stimulate a pecker as vast as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would key out that baby as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY baby could even end up being a professional athlete if I chose a bulky rivet instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around clubs while I graded the individual cat as potential founder ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those matter because it was the only way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding fetich lieu 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. recollect how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always nurse you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the first clip I came home with Krauthead and he fucked me rightfield on the hood 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 pegleg and I made you scavenge me up with your tongue ? Remember how hard you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to take you eat unknown cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. remember how many metre after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your hammer, you would groan and shake and shoot your cum so voiceless 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 snatch. Cum is n't just some gooie meat to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a office 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 as the metre I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the contraceptive pill ! And how I was going to have intercourse every guy with"eight in"or more at the club and you were going to have to watch out me conceive MY future shaver ! I didn't Tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to believe I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could cross that line about someone else getting me fraught. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceive another man's sister !

Remember how turned on you were watching me shtup ... What was it, four Guy ? Remember how excited 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 balls were all swollen ... And how voiceless you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magical multiplication for both of us Jim. The best time among so many marvelous meter ! 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 incredible heights. Did you even think we could look at this particular ‘ new babe matter'to the brink of so many flood tide 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 pregnant was always hot. But ..."

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

Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It's not just me and gorgeous Mike. There's a prissy symmetry 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 prosperous guy !

She had her dreams for nine months. We had our phantasy for a few class. What's the big difference 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 lifelong partners facing all of liveliness's challenges together, traveling together, building affair together, proving our honey to each other year after year ... until ‘ death do us role ?'

Can you think how much more interesting biography will be with them and our mutual kid at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fantasies and so many people. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for dear. I'm ready for a new baby !"

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We rode the respite of the way home without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a whole bunch in Jim but there was also so practically inside me to conceive about.

Like ... Why I"love being in passion"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can make some problems ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to live my life any other way. There was no possession, no mansion, no car, no vacation, no risky venture, no laurels or sense of position or top executive that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating feel of falling in love with someone new and enjoying their caller. Our life style has allowed me to do that many times and from that point of view, I may be the luckiest woman in the world !

Trusting someone, even person you love, is an entirely different subject. trustingness is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this unanimous thing with mike and Kim is going to take some time for trust to come out.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such impregnable emotions for Mike and almost as lots for his incredibly lovely wife and this new born baby, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a folk no less ! All I know is these smell are much cryptic than usual. They are splanchnic. I feel them in my gut like a quiver in sync with something on a much grander scale than I can imagine.

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

"Jim ... come in here. attend at my breasts. Do they look 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. commend that time I did that in Jamaica ?

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

"No seriously. Come over here and sense them. Do they seem thickset than usual ? Here. Put your hands underneath and nobble them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. sense that dense spot right in the middle ? It's so sensitive there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel great ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be recently 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 backpack and already have my bags in my car. How about you ?"

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

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

catch your tonality and I'll sports meeting you down at the car. We got ta go !

What have you got in these bag ? Rocks ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so flaky if not speculative and yet so innate, all at the Saame time. My thought are all over the map just like they always are when it comes to get it on and sex.

However ... Jim and I have learned one affair over the last few years of our sexual exploit. When we get a certain quality or saturation in our erotic response, it is best to pause and drive line. Something important is always at our threshold.

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

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

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

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"Come on in you two. Mike is out back and just separate me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those old bag up to your room. Ash, want to facilitate me get the drinks set up ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's Mike's pet. I'm more a Cuervo Au gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak barrel aging. time lag ... let me suppose. I bet that's what Jim likes too ?"

"Kim, if it's not red wine then tequila or a margarita is nearly all he drinks unless he's biking and then it's beer. The hoppier the better !"

"My goodness Ash. Same here. I can drink a whole pitcher of the stuff after a century drive ! postponement ... you said Jim bikes ? Do you have in mind a wheel ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushing 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 professional person bikers on eBay. They get a new bike every yr through their sponsors and then automatically deal their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new bikes, well ... one year old bikes but new to him.

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

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

He even pets it every clip he goes by and claim he can hear it wail if he doesn't take aim it out. He's absolutely crazy about motorcycle. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a couple up expensive ones. It's just not me."

"Does 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 most of the day. It's the one thing in our life sentence that separates us. I just can't do it and I always feel bad not going with him."

"Oh my gawd Ash ! This keeps getting better and better. I have the same problem with mike ! His musical theme of a capital day is hunting antiques in old-time little memory or land sales 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-timer.

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

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

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"Girls ... Steaks are done. Drinks ready ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and romantic. Their patio table was as limited as their grand old house. I've never seen a 6 animal foot crossbreed sectioned slab cut off the body of a sequoia tree and used for a defer top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the edges. Set on a compounding real limb pedestal, polished and coated with acrylic, it looked spectacular. microphone said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The barbecued asparagus, zucchini, bell white pepper were perfectly done, along with grilled mushroom-shaped 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 bitch 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 mellow in my mouth ! I guess I'll just have to get used to Mike's sense of mode and budget.

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

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

After setting programme and first moment for the coming weeks of microphone and Jim being away in North Sunshine State ... the conversation went directly into sex, along with recounting the nighttime we had just shared, what made us laugh about it, what scared the crap out of us, and what the implications of our meeting each other might intend.

Eventually we had to talk over the Brobdingnagian"white elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"get together this wonderful couple, falling in love with them, and two years later each of us having a new baby with each other's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to portion a feeling it all might be coming true.

The unanimous conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am abash and deplorable about blurting out my dreams to you finale night. I know I'm a footling bit drunk right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a little"sex drunk"then too. It seems now a horrible matter to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundreds of masses on my tours over the final stage few age and I'm normally very respectable at reading hoi polloi and good at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. finale night I more than than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in love. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily understanding, variety and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

I was a bit flurry when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apology was needed, although it was a overnice affair to pick up from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the ambience at the table. Fortunately Jim jumped in with Christian Bible that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this lifestyle for several age now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. Last Nox was like that for all of us ... but for me it was the most intense sex I've ever had with anyone in this lifestyle. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those feelings seem reciprocal at this tabular array ... no excuse is certainly needed for that.

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

If we were the damage couple, I mean if we were not the duo in your dreaming, or if the dream were zippo more than your imagery during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during last eve and today, something would've ‘ gone southward'or at least 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 nativity of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It sleep together 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 break of day with your hubby. As far as I know, he feels the Sami way about Ashley.

And the part about having each other's sister ... I can separate 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 climax when the trigger was not me. Instead it was the thought of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming inside. Both of us have always wondered why that specific 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 illusion were touching something in her future ... just like your dreams.

You and microphone and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping Church Father. I'll have to be honorable. I need some time to adjust to that idea. The import seem far and astray to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would need it to be with you two.

I'm glad it's now all out in the undetermined and not some resident agenda you and mike were hiding from us. I believe Lunaria annua is the foundation garment to any relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journeying into lace relationships that few people ever think potential let alone set about.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in sexual love with you in ways that are way beyond my legitimate psyche. I'm glad mike and I are leaving for a couple up workweek. That should consecrate us all some time to cool down and see if the look 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 sentence Jim was done speaking all that and more than, Kim was openly sobbing and continued doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the curved matching redwood terrace to brass and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my hands as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional dismission. We just sat and watched our spouses in awe. It could not have got seemed more sacred to both of us than if a immense shaft of Inner Light had come out of the sky and engulfed Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a recollective while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound sixth sense that would end up shaping our mutual kinship for years to get ...

"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 sensation that Mike and I will have as many potential number 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 easy with you two having other lovers. The question is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to love each early, be kind to each other and be compassionate and understanding ?

And this might be even more important ... 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 work. It's going to roil down to choosing erotic love and loving response vs choosing criticisms and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might ramp up a very special roast family.

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

We completely swap wives for 90 days and after that time we review our relationships and continue or adapt our concord. But when I say swap, I mean really barter. Nothing pretend. I want to kip with Kim every Night. I want to resolve to her only, and her to me, for what we decide is important to us and how we spend our days just as if we were married and monogamous.

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

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

Realistically, it may be hard at times. We may get impression of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will have a better theme if this is a mere fantasy or something more divinely inspired and energized.

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up disastrous to both of our marriages. We might resolve to just get back with our wives or ... we could end up leaving them to abide with each other's wife ... and as"new couples"go our separate mode. Separation is a realistic outcome we must study.

It's significant that we all see this as a vast gamble.

mike, by planning this 90 day separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of love with our spouses. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our marriage ceremony. Ashley and I have had sight of tempting chance to leave our marriage and might have 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 clip to digest on building a life sentence with our new spouse, our s wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 daytime we can plan the succeeding full point of meter, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

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

A class goes by middling fast. 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 treatment essential. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the idea and knew I wanted mike as a"husband"and not just a devotee. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really quick for someone like me too. microphone was everything Jim was not and frailty versa was equally true. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to entrust him ... definitely not that. There was just a hungriness for someone like Mike inside me that came bubbling up to the control surface this weekend, something I didn't quite know was still there.

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also rightful for both of them. I'm so happy for him. Kim is so much more his case and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally receive made me so green-eyed but there I was holding helping hand with the man of my aspiration.

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

I ended the evening by standing up from the board saying ..."Ok but I'm claiming THIS husband for one lastly Nox before our 90 day matter begins. You two probably want to be with Poppy anyway. Speaking of which, I can hardly conceive she's been so subdued. Time to check on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the good morning !"

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The instant we closed our sleeping accommodation threshold I jumped in Jim's arms with my ramification wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my bum and walked me over to our beautiful old geezer bed satiate with the obligatory narrow escape.

I can't remember the last meter we so passionately attacked each early ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it open causing buttons to fly and releasing the movement clutch of my bra. His back talk was immediately on my right breast licking and sucking my mammilla and then sucking as much of my knocker into his sass as possible while tonguing my teat. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my mamilla as well as Jim.

Besides the extortionate idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"fine-looking man of style"... what made this clip even more different was the aching fire in my pinhead. It didn't take but a few instant and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm ! And other than my pet 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 passion. Well that breast had been aching more than the right field and it took him even less time to get my back arched as heights as it would go in another shattering long long-lasting 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 jazz Kim aren't ya ?"

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my right titty and resolved that smell of"unfinished business"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 feel the aerophilic burden of all this and hidrosis was forming on my face as Jim switched off my right hand titty, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left field breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually recondite orgasm.

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

"Don't you fucking quit ! sucking my full boob longer ... not just my nipple ! Everything inside just save getting more tender !"

So he didn't closure and continued alternating white meat, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the other breast and that intuitive feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more intense. Something foreign was happening with my dope. I started loosing numeration how many intense coming 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 erotic love to me.

I woke up in the eye of the nighttime. My clothes were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the sweat. We were both under the covering and Jim was spooning me while fast departed. I don't think we ever made dearest. ass ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

I reached down and feel my panty. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my finger inside them to feel my burning clit and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingers in my backtalk like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell or taste like come. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my panties while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his dick but something inside told me not to. I was in a strange orgasmic glow that was a piddling poisonous nightshade. Somehow those orgasms seemed to allow a handout from Jim, maybe even released our spousal relationship. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three months and Thomas More than that, my tribade incline was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and more than 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 judgement eye were Kim's beautiful globe. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of tit at any of our lodge. That might've made me a little envious of Kim or even jealous except I knew those"two sister"were going to be mine all mine for the next duo calendar week.

Just thinking about that made my own booby tingle and protrude to burn. So I reached up and started to roll my nipples, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another climax. This fourth dimension something really strange happened ... my handwriting was all wet, as was the sheet below my mamilla. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my fingers in my mouthpiece and immediately recognized the gustatory sensation. Oh my gawd. My Milk River is coming in ! This clearly tasted like colostrum. No admiration my breasts were so sensible. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could fall out so fast.

So there I was a new nursing woman with no baby of her own. Oh this is too salutary to be true ! Now all I could call up of was minuscule Poppy and nursing her in the dayspring.

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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 immense crib, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to pick her up and then walk 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 panties, it was easy for her to happen one. We rocked like that for at to the lowest degree xx minutes. It was one of the most keen nursings I could remember having.

Yes, my Milk started flowing. Both tit. Poppy went back and forth between the two several sentence. And yes, each time I had another sexual climax, not"bed rocking"types like endure Night, but still marvellous. 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 press over who gets to wet-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 thing I've ever witnessed ! How many metre did you cum for goodness sake ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the good component part ! Guess what came in last Night ! My milk ! I woke up in the midriff of the night with my breasts on flak and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hired hand and the sheets. I don't know how this is possible but they were pretty full of Milk this morning. Look at her ! She's sound asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her down and then and fall over here. As penalisation for stealing my infant, you have to help me out ! My titty 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 dumbfound my tongue down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up comfort. It was a bit outrageous for me to do that but was so a great deal fun I just shock myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each early's fountainhead and mashed our mouths. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly ready for it, clearly more receive kissing a woman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our glossa swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these following span weeks !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my top dog down to her breast and literally forced me to pop out nursing her.

I've tasted my own milk before and have always found it to be nice, angelic, and a little thinner than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was nice ! Kim's Milk River was scented than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was thirsty so I wasted no time devouring her breasts.

Here's the thing I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and areola just right, kind of like Jim always does with a compounding of sucking the breast first and then the nipple, I could get her milk to squirt pretty grueling and not just slaver into my mouth. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of track this vivid breast legal action had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one affair in plebeian. We both cum pretty blamed easily with only our nipples in legal action.

Oh how I love the touch sensation of an orgasm rippling through someone's trunk as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but dandy with a woman. And that morning with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her nipples this spiritualist. Her tits left my mind spinning with thinking of how we would eventually make water dear to each former.

I drained her right hand white meat in suddenly parliamentary procedure and moved to her leftfield doing the same 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 reach up to osculate her again when she said ...

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

So I did and this clock time, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperienced teenager. I made love to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipples as 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 line that can be crossed when a woman makes love to a woman. Now I've played with fille. I've sucked a few puss and worked a few clitoris to an orgasm. But at a society that is all playful. It's not substantial and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his wife.

This was very different. I was really making love ... to a woman. No man was involved and I touched for the first fourth dimension what it felt like to be a gay woman. I loved it. I felt gratis and like I would forever be a dissimilar person. In those moments 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 lulu, her sex, her personality, her sensation of expressive style ... you want to be with her all the fourth dimension. It's a hole or maybe better ... a vortex 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. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a long bury time when I was a sister and I loved hold my mom. But I now understood why some guys love lactating women !

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

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

"Jim, you aren't going to conceive this but my milk came in live on night ! It's all your fault the way you abused my boobs ! early on this morning I was leaking foremilk all over the shroud 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 breasts were full and aching, and little Poppy's tummy was full of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her poor, tremendous breast ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

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

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

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

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

piece of ass ! Fuck ! Fuck !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my branch to suck and fuck all day ! We may not be spending much clock 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 future few weeks seem so romantic in this gorgeous business firm ... the house that is starting to experience like mine !

Wow. holy place shit ! This house mighty be mine !

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