Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the grand tour of the rest of their magnificent rest home, including spending nearly an minute outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our swallow on the boundary of the pool with our substructure dangling in the lovesome water. I didn't want to pass on. But if we were going to spend the night, we needed to get home and pack for Jim's trip to N Florida and my stop with Kim. Mike got us out the door with the hope of the best steaks we have ever had if we got back in metre for dinner. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were adept than any in the entire freaking world !

"Best in the whole universe ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased Mike. He and Jim just rolled their middle and Kim covered her oral fissure and conveniently turned away.

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

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

"Ash ... Do you really like this guy microphone ? If not, you have to be measured. He's head over heels about you and for a guy who has just had a new infant 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 go out you and conjoin him. It was at to the lowest degree a fun idea to encounter with. But Mike has triggered those old touch, feeling I thought were gone.

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

I really do want to bear another babe and I'm thinking more and more everything could ferment out between the four of us. The estimation 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 actual question or is she too psycho for ya ?"

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those dream. 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 very, 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 knock her up !

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those form of thoughts or making these sort of determination. We are talking life-time 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 clock time we got hot and bothered over that very theme ? But the excitement of someone fucking me without a rubber so his cum is allowed up my cervix uteri, that never went away.

I didn't just play with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with about of the hombre I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and make me a baby"always got me and him"over the top."The more I used that, the stronger my orgasms 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 process of me fucking another guy. We got used to that pretty quickly. What really worked was me having another guy's sister ! That always worked.

Remember how it started ? How many times did I deny you an climax until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would keep you sooooo long"on the sharpness"by talking about letting some hot guy we might meet pick apart 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 own a dick as huge as his and not as diminutive 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 baby could even end up being a professional person jock if I chose a bulky stud instead of a wimpish guy like you ? And then how we would get behind you around clubs while I graded the I guy cable as possible Father-God ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those things 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 instance ... You must've realized what I was doing when I started making you go down on my kitty-cat after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely absorb me clean. commemorate how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always suck up you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the for the first time time I came home base with Jerry and he fucked me rightfield on the strong-armer of his car, in our drive, with the headlamp on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my legs and I made you clean me up with your tongue ? Remember how hard you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to make you eat strange cum out of me as often as potential. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. call back how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your shaft, you would moan and shake and shoot your cum so punishing it would go way over your top dog and run down the bed headboard ?

Admit it Jim. It isn't"just me fucking individual"that gets to you. It's his cum in my snatch. Cum is n't just some gooie sum to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a great power to take a shit a baby inside me. That's why the fancy never got old for either of us.

And I don't think you've ever gotten so high gear as the sentence I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the pill ! And how I was going to have intercourse every guy with"eight inch"or Thomas More at the club and you were going to have got to watch me consider MY next child ! I didn't Tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to believe I had really stopped taking the contraceptive pill when I fucked those guy. 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 fuck ... What was it, four guy rope ? Remember how rouse you were licking me fair 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 sorcerous times for both of us Jim. The full prison term among so many wonderful fourth dimension ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the interesting change that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each former to unbelievable heights. Did you even think we could convey this finical ‘ new sister thing'to the threshold of so many orgasm without the real experience creating ?"

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

"No buts ... have some faith that it has finally created ... and it's creating advantageously than we had ever imagined. Our fancy 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 equilibrium to all this. Mike may be just a bit more bighearted and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one favourable guy !

She had her dreams for nine month. We had our fancy for a few years. What's the big difference between an intense dream or intense phantasy ? Could you even imagine a dear dyad to do this with ?

Start thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become lifelong better half facing all of liveliness's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our love to each former class after year ... until ‘ Death do us part ?'

Can you conceive of how much More concern life will be with them and our reciprocal nestling at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fantasy and so many people. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for love. I'm ready for a new baby !"

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We rode the rest of the way house without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a solid bunch in Jim but there was also so much inside me to recall about.

Like ... Why I"love being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some job ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to survive my life any other way. There was no monomania, no house, no car, no vacation, no risky venture, no accolade or sense of position or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating flavour of falling in erotic love with person new and enjoying their caller. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many times and from that peak of view, I may be the golden fair sex in the world !

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

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such potent emotions for mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely wife and this new born baby, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a family no less ! All I know is these spirit are much deeper than common. They are intuitive. I feel them in my gut like a palpitation in sync with something on a much grander scale than I can imagine.

Saami is truthful for the intimate side with mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my white meat. They started out feeling on fire 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 move in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... cum in here. Look at my white meat. Do they count different to you ?"

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

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

"No seriously. amount over here and experience them. Do they seem heavyset than usual ? Here. Put your hands underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A niggling harder. sense that thick speckle right wing in the heart ? It's so raw there !"

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

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

"Ash ... What do you carry ? 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 honey with a new guy ! Your endocrine have to be raging. That's got to air a shock to every gland in your body !

Grab your Francis Scott Key and I'll meet you down at the cars. 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 risky and yet so born, all at the same time. My thought process are all over the map just like they always are when it comes to love and sex.

However ... Jim and I have learned one thing over the last few class of our intimate exploits. When we get a certain timbre or intensity in our titillating response, it is best to pause and use up note. Something authoritative is always at our threshold.

That discovery is one of the coolest aspects in our portion out experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic triggers, but deep down desire has proved trusty and a good indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this completely face-off with Mike and Kim tactile property. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a mates so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"destiny of our souls."

They really are particular 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 scanty that day and was pretty sure it would also be soaked soon.

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

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"ejaculate on in you two. Mike is out back and just told me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those purse 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 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 good !"

"My good Ash. Same here. I can drink a whole pitcher of the poppycock after a century ride ! postponement ... you said Jim bikes ? Do you mean a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ thrust 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 bicycle every year through their supporter and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new bikes, well ... one twelvemonth old bikes but new to him.

Kim, sometimes I think he likes biking more than than sex ! Since he got into it years ago, he hardly golfs any more and even insists on having his current ‘ front-runner ride'hanging on our bedroom wall. 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 hear it whimper if he doesn't take it out. He's absolutely crazy about bikes. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a mates expensive ones. It's just not me."

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

"Kim ... all the clock time ! and that makes him gone most of the day. It's the one matter 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 Saami problem with Mike ! His idea of a great day is hunting antiques in old-time little memory or estate 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 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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"little girl ... Steaks are done. Drinks ready ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more pin-up and amorous. Their terrace mesa was as peculiar as their grand old house. I've never seen a 6 fundament hybridisation sectioned slab cut off the luggage compartment of a redwood Tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed barque around the edges. Set on a combining real limb base, polished and coated with acrylic resin, it looked spectacular. Mike said, he had counted over 600 annulus in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The grilled asparagus, zucchini, chime peppers were perfectly done, along with barbecued mushrooms and sauce over quinoa, and those"Japanese steaks"... They were definitely the slurred 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 solid food.

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

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

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to lecture about more than just antiques and bicycle and we did.

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

Eventually we had to discourse the huge"white elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's pipe dream about"meeting this wonderful duo, falling in love with them, and two long time later each of us having a new child with each former's spouse."As weirdo as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a look it all might be coming on-key.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's surprising excuse.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am abash and no-good about blurting out my dreams to you last dark. I know I'm a little bit salute right now, but looking back to concluding night I think I was a piddling"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 hundreds of citizenry on my turn over the hold out few years and I'm normally very good at reading people and in force at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. live on night I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in dear. 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 mixed-up when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apology was needed, although it was a overnice matter to get word from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the atmosphere at the table. Fortunately Jim jumped in with Son that made me proud of him.

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

As far as your ambition go, I understand why it all came out because we were all high up as a kite in sex finally night. 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 consider they might be. I've thought about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the improper couple, I mean if we were not the duet in your dreams, or if the aspiration were naught more than than your imagination during your gestation, then don't you think that sometime during last 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 birth of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It bonk 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 sunup with your married man. As far as I know, he feels the same way about Ashley.

And the part about having each early's babies ... I can differentiate 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 interior. Both of us have always wondered why that fussy fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being common in the crew we've played with.

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

You and mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping fathers. I'll have to be good. I need some time to adjust to that idea. The deduction seem far and across-the-board to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to befall with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

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

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in honey with you in agency that are way beyond my logical idea. I'm glad Mike and I are leaving for a brace weeks. That should feed us all some time to chill down and see if the flavor we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know expert what's really really ... when we get back."

By the clock time Jim was done speaking all that and more, Kim was openly sobbing and continued doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the curved matching redwood bench to face and firmly hug her. microphone was holding both my hands as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional release. We just sat and watched our spouses in awe. It could not give birth seemed more sacred to both of us than if a huge ray of light had come out of the sky and engulfed Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a hanker while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most unplumbed insight that would end up shaping our mutual relationships for years to hail ...

"If this is going to work between the four us, it will take up or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sense that microphone and I will give as many potentiality proceeds 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 comfortable with you two having other buff. The question is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to fuck each other, be form to each other and be feel for and understanding ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in sexual 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 churn down to choosing love and loving responses vs choosing criticisms and interval. If you two can manage that, then we all might establish a very peculiar joint menage.

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 weigh this ...

We completely swap wives for 90 days and after that meter we review our relationships and continue or set our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really barter. Nothing pretend. I want to sleep with Kim every night. I want to respond to her only, and her to me, for what we decide is significant to us and how we spend our years just as if we were married and monogamous.

If we can arrange at to the lowest degree some suddenly honeymoon together while dealing with this new infant, all the upright and I suggest the Sami for both of you.

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

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

We need to actualise going in to this that it could end up fatal to both of our marriages. We might decide to just get back with our wives or ... we could end up leaving them to ride out with each former's married woman ... and as"new twain"go our separate ways. Separation is a realistic outcome we must speculate.

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

Mike, by planning this 90 day separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of love with our spouses. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our spousal relationship. Ashley and I have had quite a little of tempting probability to get out our marriage and might possess if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love and I sense the same is dependable for you two.

mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to concentrate on building a life with our new spouse, our second married woman, 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 next full point of time, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's ambition to be truthful, a little over a class from now I'm going to stimulate impregnated ner with a new babe, as you will deliver with Ash. That's tinker's damn heavy for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this unbalanced thing could also be incredibly like an Sion of love.

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

There was really no word necessary. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the estimation and knew I wanted mike as a"husband"and not just a buff. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really gear up for somebody like me too. microphone was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally confessedly. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to impart him ... definitely not that. There was just a hungriness for mortal like Mike inside me that came bubbling up to the surface this weekend, something I didn't quite know was still there.

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also reliable 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 have made me so jealous but there I was holding hands with the man of my dreams.

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

I ended the eventide by standing up from the board saying ..."Ok but I'm claiming THIS married man for one last nighttime before our 90 day thing begins. You two probably want to be with Poppy anyway. speechmaking of which, I can hardly believe she's been so tranquility. Time to check on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the morning !"

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The minute we closed our sleeping accommodation doorway I jumped in Jim's sleeve with my leg wrapped around his waistline. He grabbed my fanny and walked me over to our beautiful antique bed replete with the obligatory close call.

I can't remember the last time we so passionately snipe each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it overt causing buttons to fly and releasing the face clasp of my bra. His mouthpiece was immediately on my right bosom beating and sucking my nipple and then sucking as much of my titty into his backtalk as possible while tonguing my mamilla. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my tits as well as Jim.

Besides the hideous idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"liberal man of vogue"... what made this metre even more unlike was the aching fire in my boobs. It didn't take but a few arcminute and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm ! And other than my favorite blouse being ripped receptive, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my leave 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 hand and it took him even less meter to get my back arched as high-pitched as it would go in another shattering long survive sexual climax ! I finally collapsed in a trousering fit !

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

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my good dope and resolved that feeling of"unfinished byplay"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my tertiary orgasm as I was arching my back again like a bucking broncho !

Now I was starting to find the aerobic burden of all this and sudor was forming on my aspect as Jim switched off my justly white meat, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my exit breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually mystifying orgasm.

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

"Don't you fucking stop ! suction my entire titty longer ... not just my tit ! Everything inside just retain getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't plosive and continued alternating tit, each clip 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 vivid. Something strange was happening with my dumbbell. I started loosing counting how many vivid orgasms I had until everything went black.

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

I woke up in the midriff of the night. My clothes were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the sudor. We were both under the covers and Jim was spooning me while fast asleep. I don't think we ever made love. Fuck ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

I reached down and sense my pantie. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my digit inside them to experience my burning button and in only a few cam stroke I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingerbreadth in my rima oris like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't olfactory sensation or taste like seminal fluid. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my panty while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his hammer but something inside told me not to. I was in a foreign orgasmic lambency that was a little bittersweet. Somehow those orgasm seemed to award a going from Jim, maybe even released our spousal relationship. I knew I was going to be microphone's"wife"now for three months and more than that, my lesbian side was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and More than that ... What I was feeling at that consequence had nothing to do with Jim, or maybe even Mike.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my minds eye were Kim's beautiful earth. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of breasts at any of our clubs. That might've made me a piffling envious of Kim or even green-eyed except I knew those"two babies"were going to be mine all mine for the side by side twosome weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own boobs shudder and start up to glow. So I reached up and started to roll my pap, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This sentence something really strange happened ... my hired hand was all wet, as was the sheet below my tits. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my finger's breadth in my mouth and immediately recognized the taste. Oh my gawd. My milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like foremilk. No wonder my white meat were so sensitive. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could happen so fast.

So there I was a new breast feeding cleaning lady with no sister of her own. Oh this is too good to be dead on target ! Now all I could think of was small 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 Mike. So I snuck in Kim's elbow room and found her fast asleep. As I walked over to that Brobdingnagian pony, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to break up her up and then walk her over to their old cradle. Immediately Poppy was searching for a nipple just like she had been doing that for workweek and since I was nude, except for my still damp panties, it was easy for her to find one. We rocked like that for at least twenty dollar bill minutes. It was one of the most recherche nursings I could think back having.

Yes, my Milk River started flowing. Both breasts. Poppy went back and Forth between the two several times. And yes, each clip I had another climax, not"bed rocking"types like survive night, but still fantastic. 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 nurse her.

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

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

"I lost enumeration, Kim. But that's not the good part ! supposition what came in last night ! My Milk River ! I woke up in the middle of the night with my breasts on fire and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my manus and the sheets. I don't know how this is potential but they were pretty wide-cut of Milk River this first light. expect at her ! She's good asleep and gratify !"

"Go put her pile and then and number over here. As punishment for stealing my baby, you have to help me out ! My breasts are bursting at the bed !"

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Well ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her head and stuck my tongue down her pharynx as we tumbled backwards into her piled up reliever. It was a bit horrid for me to do that but was so a good deal fun I just offend myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our mouths. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly ready for it, clearly more see 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 next yoke calendar week !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my straits 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 gracious, odorous, and a lilliputian thinner than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a mammilla. Oh this was squeamish ! Kim's Milk River was sweeter than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was athirst so I wasted no clock time devouring her bosom.

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

Of row this vivid titty action had Kim's back arched off the shroud too. I guess we have one thing in common. We both cum pretty imprecate easily with only our nipples in action.

Oh how I love the feel of an orgasm rippling through mortal's body as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a woman. And that daybreak with Kim, it seemed she had"three button"with her nipples this medium. Her tits left my mind spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually pee dearest to each other.

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

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

So I did and this clip, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperienced stripling. I made dearest to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipples as to a greater extent Milk River kept rewarding me each metre 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 char makes love to a cleaning woman. Now I've played with girls. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clits to an climax. But at a club that is all playful. It's not real 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 making love ... to a adult female. No man was involved and I touched for the first time what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a different individual. In those here and now I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the essence of being Lesbian. You just desire this cleaning woman all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sense of style ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a hollow or maybe better ... a vortex I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to dissent. All I knew in that moment was, I loved those new feelings.

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

I don't know how long that went on. It was awhile and I only looked up when I heard a coughing at the door. There looking in, were Jim and microphone with huge smile on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my Milk River came in last nighttime ! It's all your fault the way you abused my knocker ! early on this morning time I was leaking colostrum 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 breast were wax and aching, and piffling Poppy's tummy was replete of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me debilitate her poor, wonderful boobs ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a good scratch. Two nursing moms ! 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. Enjoy 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 lately getting off. We will call off you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

roll in the hay ! Fuck ! Fuck !

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

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It's just the three of us now. And I'm mentation ... Who needs hombre anyway when the side by side few weeks seem so romantic in this gorgeous theater ... the house that is starting to finger like mine !

Wow. Holy bastard ! This house mighty be mine !

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