Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the high-minded term of enlistment of the rest of their magnificent dwelling, including spending nearly an hr outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the edge of the pool with our infantry dangling in the fond piss. I didn't want to depart. But if we were going to spend the night, we needed to get place and inner circle for Jim's slip to N Florida and my stop with Kim. Mike got us out the threshold with the promise of the just steaks we have ever had if we got back in time for dinner party. He claimed he had some"Nipponese steaks"that were effective than any in the intact freaking world !

"topper in the entirely world ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased microphone. 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 people. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making smart if not impertinent ass gossip ! This wholly weekend might ingest turned out so differently if we hadn't been so relaxed around them. It felt like we had been acquaintance for days.

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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 ride to ensure 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 careful. He's head over heels about you and for a guy who has just had a new child with such a beautiful wife ... his emotions seem largely with you. The new family 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 microphone since we got involved with Alex. I didn't talk to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to allow 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 unhurt crowd. I have no problem thinking about spending a lot of clip with him. And I'll just come out and remind you ...

I really do want to have another baby and I'm thinking more and more everything could work out between the four of us. The idea of actually planning on getting pregnant with Mike, you know ... deliberately fucking him on the optimal day ... maybe filming it with you and Kim by my side watching it all, and feeling his ejaculate going up in my uterine cervix reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how very much I've fantasized about that happening someday. This might be that guy !

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

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

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

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those variety of thinking or making these form of decisions. We are talking lifespan long result when we talk about babies."

"Don't you think I realize that Jim ? Don't you think I've considered all that every prison term we got hot and bothered over that very mind ? But the fervour of someone fucking me without a condom 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 most 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 stronger my orgasms got !

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

Remember how it started ? How many times did I deny you an coming until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would sustain you sooooo long"on the edge"by talking about letting some hot guy we might meet knock me up !

Remember how I would always describe that guy as more handsome than you or smarter than you and how I wanted my new sister to have a cock 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 baby could even end up being a professional athlete if I chose a bulky stud instead of a wimpish guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around guild while I graded the unmarried guy cable as possible fathers ?

Remember all that public lecture ?

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 piazza that weren't always enjoyable to me ... but I always envied how titillating you could get.

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

Remember the first time I came place with Jerry and he fucked me rightfield on the toughie 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 ramification 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 possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. retrieve how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your turncock, you would moan and sway and blast your cum so punishing 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 substance to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a force to ca-ca 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 tab ! And how I was going to bang every guy with"eight inch"or to a greater extent at the club and you were going to have to watch me conceive MY next youngster ! I didn't tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to think I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could crossbreed that blood line about someone else getting me significant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to believe another man's baby !

Remember how turned on you were watching me nooky ... What was it, four hombre ? Remember how excited you were licking me white each meter afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your ballock were all swollen ... And how toilsome you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magical times for both of us Jim. The best clock time among so many wonderful 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 former to incredible heights. Did you even think we could deal this particular ‘ new baby thing'to the threshold of so many climaxes without the literal experience creating ?"

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

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

Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It's not just me and gorgeous Mike. There's a courteous balance to all this. mike may be just a bit more big and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one favourable guy !

She had her dreaming for nine month. We had our illusion for a few twelvemonth. What's the big difference between an vivid pipe dream or intense fantasy ? Could you even imagine a considerably couple to do this with ?

Start thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become lifelong mate facing all of life-time's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our love to each other year after year ... until ‘ decease do us part ?'

Can you imagine how very much more interesting life will be with them and our mutual kids at our face ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fantasies and so many citizenry. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for love life. I'm ready for a new babe !"

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

Like ... Why I"eff being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can produce some problems ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to hold up my lifetime any other way. There was no self-will, no mansion, no car, no vacation, no risky venture, no accolade or good sense of position or mogul that even comes close in meaning to me than that fond intoxicating feeling of falling in honey with mortal new and enjoying their fellowship. Our life style has allowed me to do that many times and from that full stop of purview, I may be the luckiest woman in the humankind !

Trusting someone, even someone you love, is an entirely different thing. Trust 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 time for trust to come out.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such unattackable emotions for Mike and almost as a good deal for his incredibly lovely married woman and this new born child, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a family no to a lesser extent ! All I know is these feelings are much deeper than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a vibration in sync with something on a a good deal grander exfoliation than I can imagine.

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

"Jim ... semen in here. wait at my bosom. Do they attend different to you ?"

"Different ? Of trend they are. I've always told you your tit were different. I could foot them out of a line-up blindfolded. Remember that meter I did that in Jamaica ?

sister ... 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 finish night !"

"No seriously. issue forth over here and experience them. Do they seem blockheaded than common ? Here. Put your workforce underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A short harder. feel that chummy spotlight right in the middle ? It's so sensitive there !"

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

"I'm packed. Could you get 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 babe, trying to give suck it ... and on top of all that, falling in making love with a new guy ! Your hormones have to be raging. That's got to send a jolt to every gland in your body !

grab your keys and I'll meet you down at the motorcar. We got ta go !

What have you got in these suitcases ? Rocks ?"

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

However ... Jim and I have learned one affair over the last few geezerhood of our intimate effort. When we get a certain lineament or intensity in our erotic response, it is best to pause and charter preeminence. Something important is always at our doorsill.

That discovery is one of the coolest aspect in our portion out experiences. Great desire, not just the pattern 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 whole encounter with mike and Kim spirit. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a brace so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"destiny of our souls."

They really are special hoi polloi and I might as well tell you, since we met them, I was constantly dripping. I mean, I changed out the 6th pad inside my step-in that day and was pretty sure it would also be soaked soon.

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

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"cum 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 bags up to your way. Ash, want to avail me get the beverage cook ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's Mike's deary. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak drum aging. hold ... let me infer. I bet that's what Jim likes too ?"

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

"My good Ash. Lapplander here. I can pledge a whole pitcherful of the stuff after a century ride ! Wait ... you said Jim cycle ? Do you mean a cycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ get-up-and-go pedals.'I think he has 8 bicycles in the garage and is constantly buying and selling new single. He's hooked up with a few professional bikers on eBay. They get a new bike every yr through their sponsors and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new motorcycle, well ... one year old motorcycle 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 ‘ favorite ride'hanging on our bedroom paries. He says ...

‘ The optic geometry of the bicycle 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 whimper if he doesn't take it out. He's absolutely crazy about bikes. I've tried to do the ride with him. He's even bought me a couple expensive unity. It's just not me."

"Does he ever go on long drive like a one C ? A 100 knot ? 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 matter in our aliveness 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 approximation of a great day is hunting antiques in olde worlde little memory board or estate sales or old farm firm. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ picker !'feel around the sign of the zodiac. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an antique.

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 lend the two pitcherful. I'll get glasses and the ice. Geez. I can't trust he BIKES !"

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and romantic. Their patio table was as special as their grand piano old house. I've never seen a 6 groundwork cross sectional slab cut off the trunk of a redwood tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the edges. Set on a combination real limb base, 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 grilled asparagus, zucchini, bell peppers were perfectly done, along with grilled mushrooms and sauce over quinoa, and those"Nipponese steaks"... They were definitely the blockheaded and most succulent I've ever had. Jim commented ...

"You know Ash, Toyota's Kobe gripe is a bit pricey. That's because it is really made by Lexus !"

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

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 sense of style and budget.

I might have added a dainty feeding bottle or two of red wine instead of our pitchers but it was really intimate posing by myself succeeding to Mike sharing our T & Ts all night and talking antiques while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking bikes with their pitcherful 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 prison term the repast was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to blab about more than just oldtimer and bicycles and we did.

After setting plans and expectations for the descend weeks of Mike and Jim being away in North Florida ... the conversation went directly into sex, along with recounting the nighttime we had just shared, what made us laugh about it, what scared the horseshit out of us, and what the implication of our meeting each other might mean.

Eventually we had to talk over the huge"white elephant"in the elbow room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"merging this fantastic couple, falling in sexual 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 share a look it all might be coming rightful.

The unhurt conversation shifted with Kim's storm apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am abash and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you death Night. I know I'm a minuscule bit tope right now, but looking back to last nighttime I think I was a little"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 circuit over the live few years and I'm normally very just at reading people and respectable at tiptoeing around their psychological takings while never imposing on them. conclusion Nox I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged little girl in honey. So now I'm asking your pardon. You've both have been extraordinarily reason, 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 nice matter to hear from this new female parent. However it totally sobered up the atmosphere at the table. Fortunately Jim jumped in with words that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this modus vivendi for various years now and we are quite cognisant of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. go 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 modus vivendi. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those notion seem mutual at this board ... no apologia is certainly needed for that.

As far as your pipe dream go, I understand why it all came out because we were all high as a kite in sex live night. I don't think you are telling us right now you don't believe them any more. I think the genuine question is if your dream are truly second-sighted or not. I am starting to consider they might be. I've thinking about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the wrong couple, I mean if we were not the couple in your dreams, or if the dreams were null more than your imaginations during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during shoemaker's last evening and today, something would've ‘ gone south'or at least as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opposite has occurred. We all felt an intense attraction to each former and then sharing the parentage of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It love bonded us !'

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

And the office about having each other's babies ... I can tell you this. Ashley has had a phantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for age. I bet I've helped her to a hundred orgasms when the initiation was not me. Instead it was the opinion of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming inside. Both of us have always wondered why that particular fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being common in the crowds we've played with.

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

You and microphone and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping male parent. I'll have to be honest. I need some time to adjust to that idea. The implication seem far and blanket to me. But if Ashley's illusion was going to come about 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 occupant agenda you and Mike were hiding from us. I believe silver dollar is the foundation to any relationship and especially when we are all about to ship on a journey into enlace relationships that few people ever think possible let alone assay.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in ways that are way beyond my logical intellect. I'm sword lily Mike and I are leaving for a couple week. That should throw us all some time to chill down and see if the impression we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all love better what's really real ... when we get back."

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and Thomas More, Kim was openly sobbing and continued doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the slew matching redwood workbench to face and firmly hug her. mike was holding both my helping hand as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional release. We just sat and watched our partner in awe. It could not feature seemed More sacred to both of us than if a vast shaft of light of light had come out of the sky and steep Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a longsighted while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound perceptivity that would end up shaping our mutual relationships for years to come ...

"If this is going to work between the four us, it will set out or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sense that Mike and I will have as many potential outcome as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridgework of intimate submissiveness and have long since been comfortable with you two having other devotee. The question is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to get it on each other, be form to each other and be pity 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 only way this is going to work. It's going to churn down to choosing passion and loving answer vs choosing criticism and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might establish a very special joint family.

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

We completely swap wives for 90 twenty-four hour period and after that time we review our relationships and continue or adjust our agreement. But when I say trade, I mean really swap. Nothing pretend. I want to slumber with Kim every Night. I want to serve to her exclusively, and her to me, for what we decide is of import to us and how we spend our 24-hour interval just as if we were married and monogamous.

If we can arrange at least some forgetful honeymoon together while dealing with this new child, all the better and I suggest the same 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 bias demarcation line on how far we fall in dearest with each other.

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

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up fateful to both of our marriages. We might decide to just get back with our wives or ... we could end up leaving them to stay with each other's wife ... and as"new couples"go our severalise agency. detachment is a realistic outcome we must chew over.

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 making love with our spouse. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our married couple. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting luck to leave our spousal relationship and might have if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love life and I sense the Saame is admittedly for you two.

Mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to centre on building a living with our new better half, our sec married woman, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 daylight we can contrive the next full stop of prison term, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's dreaming to be true, a little over a class from now I'm going to accept impregnated ner with a new sister, as you will receive with Ash. That's damn heavy for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this nutcase matter could also be incredibly like an Zion of sexual love.

A year goes by fairly 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 rightfield. I liked the idea and knew I wanted mike as a"husband"and not just a lover. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really ready for someone like me too. microphone was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally true. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to get out him ... definitely not that. There was just a longing for someone like mike inside me that came bubbling up to the open this weekend, something I didn't quite know was still there.

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also true for both of them. I'm so happy for him. Kim is so much more his type and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally take in made me so jealous but there I was holding script with the man of my dreams.

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

I ended the evening by standing up from the table saying ..."Ok but I'm claiming THIS hubby for one last night before our 90 day thing begins. You two probably want to be with Poppy anyway. public speaking of which, I can hardly believe she's been so smooth. Time to turn back on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the morning time !"

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The mo we closed our bedroom door I jumped in Jim's arm with my legs wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my goat and walked me over to our beautiful antique bed satiate with the obligatory squeaks.

I can't recollect the last time we so passionately attacked each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both handwriting, ripping it open causing clit to fly and releasing the look clutches of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my right breast trouncing and sucking my nipple and then sucking as much of my boob into his mouth as possible while tonguing my nipple. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my knocker as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous approximation of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"big man of style"... what made this time even more different was the aching attack in my titty. It didn't take but a few min and I was rocking in an unusually bass climax ! And early 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 love. Well that breast had been aching more than the right and it took him even LE clock time to get my back arched as high as it would go in another shattering long lasting climax ! 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 be intimate Kim aren't ya ?"

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my right booby and resolved that feeling of"unfinished concern"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my third climax as I was arching my back again like a bucking bronc !

Now I was starting to palpate the aerobic effects of all this and sudation was forming on my face as Jim switched off my right breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my allow for breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deep orgasm.

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

"Don't you fucking stop ! Suck my entire boob longer ... not just my nipples ! Everything inside just proceed getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't stop and continued alternating breasts, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the other breast and that feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each clip it got more intense. Something strange was happening with my boobs. I started loosing count how many acute orgasm 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 eye of the dark. My clothes were off. My hairsbreadth was all wet which must've been from the fret. We were both under the covers and Jim was spooning me while fast at peace. I don't think we ever made dear. fuck ! Jim had to accept been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

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

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his pecker but something inside told me not to. I was in a unusual orgasmic gleaming that was a little poisonous nightshade. Somehow those orgasms seemed to allot a release from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be microphone's"wife"now for three calendar month and Sir Thomas More than that, my lesbian English was surely going to issue with Kim.

Yea and more than that ... What I was feeling at that moment had zippo to do with Jim, or maybe even microphone.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my intellect eye were Kim's beautiful ball. Jim was properly about that. I too have never seen such lulu in any set of breast at any of our clubs. That might've made me a lilliputian envious of Kim or even covetous except I knew those"two babies"were going to be mine all mine for the next duo weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own titty prickling and start to glow. So I reached up and started to wrap my mamilla, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another climax. This time something really strange happened ... my manus 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 sensation. Oh my gawd. My milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like colostrum. No admiration my breasts were so sensitive. I suspected something like this was going on, but I never believed this could happen so fast.

So there I was a new nursing woman with no sister of her own. Oh this is too good to be reliable ! Now all I could think of was lilliputian 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 way and found her truehearted asleep. As I walked over to that immense cot, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to beak her up and then take the air her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a pap just like she had been doing that for weeks and since I was nude, except for my still moist panties, it was tardily for her to find one. We rocked like that for at least twenty minutes. It was one of the most dainty nursings I could remember having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both bosom. Poppy went back and Forth between the two several times. And yes, each time I had another orgasm, not"bed rocking"eccentric like death night, 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 struggle over who gets to breastfeed her.

It must've been my moans while nursing that woke her but when I finally opened my eye, 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 count, Kim. But that's not the good percentage ! Guess what came in last Night ! My Milk River ! I woke up in the center of the night with my tit on fervor and as I was starting to pull off them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hand and the bed sheet. I don't know how this is possible but they were pretty full-of-the-moon of milk this morning. search at her ! She's sound asleep and slaked !"

"Go put her down and then and come over here. As punishment for stealing my baby, you have to assist me out ! My breasts are bursting at the wrinkle !"

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wellspring ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her header and get my tongue down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up comforter. It was a bit usurious for me to do that but was so much fun I just traumatize myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was proficient. We grabbed each former's fountainhead and mashed our mouths. There a do-or-die smell about Kim. She's was clearly quick for it, clearly more experienced kissing a cleaning woman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our tongues swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these adjacent duad workweek !"

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

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

Here's the thing I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and areola just right, sort 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 knockout and not just dribble into my sass. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of course this acute breast action had Kim's back arched off the canvass too. I guess we have one thing in common. We both cum pretty blamed easily with only our nipple in action.

Oh how I love the feeling of an sexual climax rippling through soul's body as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a womanhood. And that morning with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her nipples this sensitive. Her knocker left my mind spinning with opinion of how we would eventually make love to each former.

I drained her ripe bosom in short circuit club and moved to her left doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful glow about her and it made me realise why Jim was so taken by her beauty. I started to pass up to kiss her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't arrest. That was one of the most marvelous sensations I've ever had. There's still more milk there. I can feel it. Just go slower."

So I did and this time, I wasn't attacking her chest like some inexperienced teenager. I made honey to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty mamilla as Sir Thomas More Milk River kept rewarding me each time I sucked.

I wish I knew how to describe what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a line that can be crossed when a woman makes love to a cleaning lady. Now I've played with girls. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clitoris to an sexual climax. But at a nightclub that is all playful. It's not actual 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 making love ... to a woman. No man was involved and I touched for the low gear time what it felt like to be a sapphic. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a unlike person. In those moments I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the essence of being tribade. You just want this womanhood all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sensory faculty of style ... you want to be with her all the clock time. It's a maw or maybe expert ... a whirl I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to dissent. All I knew in that bit was, I loved those new feelings.

Maybe it was the milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a long draw a blank fourth dimension when I was a baby and I loved harbor my mom. But I now understood why some guys love lactating women !

I don't screw how prospicient that went on. It was awhile and I only looked up when I heard a coughing at the room access. There looking in, were Jim and microphone with vast smiles on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to think this but my milk came in last night ! It's all your fault the way you abused my boobs ! early this dayspring I was leaking colostrum all over the bed sheet and this morning when I got up I actually nursed small Poppy until she was fulfill and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her knocker were wide and aching, and little Poppy's potbelly was full of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her poor, terrific dope ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a good start. 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 make 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 belated getting off. We will predict you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

piece of ass ! nooky ! screw !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my arms to suckle and fuck 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 side by side few weeks seem so romanticistic in this gorgeous house ... the house that is starting to feel like mine !

Wow. Holy bullshit ! This house mighty be mine !

Yup. That affectionate wonderful look I crave of falling in love with someone new is back, and this sentence not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this little lovely girl, the little girl I delivered in the binding of an SUV, speeding down the avenue !