Picking up from level # 3 ...

After getting the august enlistment of the rest of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the edge of the pond with our ft dangling in the warm water. I didn't want to leave. But if we were going to drop the night, we needed to get dwelling house and inner circle for Jim's head trip to N Florida and my stoppage with Kim. microphone got us out the doorway with the promise of the best steaks we have ever had if we got back in metre for dinner party. He claimed he had some"Nipponese steaks"that were estimable than any in the entire freaking world !

"Best in the whole existence ? 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 hurt ass scuttlebutt ! This whole weekend might have turned out so differently if we hadn't been so relaxed around them. It felt like we had been ally for age.

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Well ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our rest home and that gave us some needed time during the campaign to contain 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 careful. He's head 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 fellowship 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 bring with. But Mike has triggered those old flavour, feel I thought were gone.

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

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

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

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those dreams. I'm not really indisputable 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 fancy. This is real, Ash.

As far as how I FEEL about her ... Kim is intoxicating to me like no former char 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 kind of thinking or making these kind of conclusion. We are talking life long consequence 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 inflammation of someone fucking me without a rubber so his cum is allowed up my uterine cervix, that never went away.

I didn't just trifle with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with most of the guy cable 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 illusion stayed hot for you too. Why was that ? Because you love playing the cuckolding biz together ! It wasn't just the view 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 time did I deny you an sexual climax until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would retain you sooooo tenacious"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 openhanded than you or smarter than you and how I wanted my new infant to have a stopcock as huge as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would trace that child 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 draw you around order while I graded the single guy wire as possible fathers ?

Remember all that talk of the town ?

You realize I said all those things because it was the entirely way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding fetish blank space 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 cunt after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely suck me unobjectionable. Remember how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always suck you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the low gear meter I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right hand 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 legs and I made you clean me up with your lingua ? 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. Remember how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your dick, you would moan and stimulate and shoot your cum so backbreaking 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 puss. Cum is n't just some gooie centre to you. It's freaking animated ! It has a power to make 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 mellow as the time I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the tab ! And how I was going to fuck every guy with"eight in"or more at the golf-club and you were going to accept to look on me conceive MY adjacent child ! I didn't William Tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to consider 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 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 know ... What was it, four Guy ? Remember how activated you were licking me clean each meter afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your orchis were all swollen ... And how firmly you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were charming times for both of us Jim. The best prison term among so many wonderful times ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the occupy 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 take this picky ‘ new babe matter'to the verge of so many sexual climax without the factual experience creating ?"

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

"No buts ... have some organized religion that it has finally created ... and it's creating better 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 nice balance to all this. microphone may be just a bit more bountiful and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one golden guy !

She had her ambition for nine months. We had our fantasies for a few age. What's the big dispute between an intense dream or intense fantasy ? Could you even imagine a skillful match to do this with ?

starting line thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become lifelong spouse facing all of life sentence's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our passion to each former class after year ... until ‘ death do us part ?'

Can you imagine how very much more interesting life sentence will be with them and our mutual kids at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fancy 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 dwelling house without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a whole caboodle in Jim but there was also so much inside me to think about.

Like ... Why I"do it being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some problem ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to live my life any other way. There was no possession, no family, no car, no holiday, no adventure, no laurels or common sense of position or mightiness that even comes close in meaning to me than that strong intoxicating feeling of falling in love with someone new and enjoying their companionship. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many prison term and from that point of view, I may be the luckiest woman in the world !

Trusting mortal, even soul you love, is an entirely unlike affair. faith is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this unhurt thing with microphone and Kim is going to take some metre for trust to emerge.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such inviolable emotions for mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely wife and this new gestate child, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three mass, and a phratry no less ! All I know is these belief are much cryptic than usual. They are splanchnic. I feel them in my gut like a vibration in sync with something on a much grander ordered series than I can imagine.

Same is true for the sexual side with Mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something grave going on with my bosom. They started out feeling on fervour in the hospital but now after letting Poppy suction on them and having that orgasm with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my wearing apparel to move in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... semen in here. Look at my breasts. Do they await different to you ?"

"Different ? Of class they are. I've always told you your tits were dissimilar. I could plunk them out of a line-up blindfolded. Remember that time I did that in Jamaica ?

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

"No seriously. Come over here and feel them. Do they seem thicker than usual ? Here. Put your paw underneath and repeal them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. Feel that thickset dapple right in the middle ? It's so sensitive there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel bang-up ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be late 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 bit to get there. I'm packed and already receive my old bag in my car. How about you ?"

"I'm packed. Could you consume 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 acute experiences we've ever had with you delivering that sister, trying to suckle it ... and on top of all that, falling in love with a new guy ! Your hormones have to be raging. That's got to station a jolt to every gland in your body !

snatch your paint and I'll meet you down at the machine. We got ta go !

What have you got in these suitcase ? careen ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so flaky if not bad and yet so cancel, all at the Saame sentence. My idea 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 years of our sexual exploit. When we get a certain timber or saturation in our erotic response, it is best to intermit and take banknote. Something crucial is always at our doorsill.

That uncovering is one of the coolest face in our partake experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic gun trigger, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a near indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this unanimous showdown with Mike and Kim flavour. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a duet so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"destiny of our souls."

They really are exceptional 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 sure it would also be soaked soon.

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

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"ejaculate on in you two. Mike is out back and just secernate me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those bagful up to your way. Ash, want to help me get the drunkenness 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 gun barrel aging. Wait ... let me approximate. 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 ameliorate !"

"My goodness Ash. Same here. I can pledge a whole pitcher of the poppycock after a century drive ! hold ... you said Jim bikes ? Do you mean a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushes pedals.'I think he has 8 bicycles in the garage and is constantly buying and selling new I. He's hooked up with a few professional bikers on eBay. They get a new bicycle every class through their presenter and then automatically sell 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 more than sex ! Since he got into it years ago, he hardly golfs any more and even insists on having his flow ‘ favorite ride'hanging on our bedroom rampart. He says ...

‘ The ocular geometry of the bike does something authoritative to my mastermind before I go to sleep.'

He even pets it every time he goes by and claims he can hear it pule 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 couple expensive ones. It's just not me."

"Does he ever go on long rides like a 100 ? A 100 international mile ? If he does I'm totally stealing him from you !"

"Kim ... all the prison term ! and that makes him gone most of the day. It's the one affair in our life history 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 expectant day is hunting antiques in quaint little entrepot or landed estate sales or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ picker !'aspect around the star sign. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an old geezer.

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

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

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

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

The repast we shared couldn't have been more lovely and romanticistic. Their terrace table was as special as their grand piano old firm. I've never seen a 6 foot cross sectional slab cut off the torso of a redwood tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the boundary. Set on a combination very limb stand, polished and coated with acrylic, it looked outstanding. Mike said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The grilled asparagus, zucchini, bell common pepper were perfectly done, along with grilled mushrooms and sauce over quinoa, and those"Japanese steaks"... They were definitely the thickest and most succulent I've ever had. Jim commented ...

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

That smart ass scuttlebutt kinda made Mike and Kim choke on their food.

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to unthaw in my mouth ! I guess I'll just take to get used to Mike's sense of style and budget.

I might have added a nice bottle or two of red wine instead of our pitchers but it was really intimate sitting by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all dark and talking old-timer while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking cycle with their pitcherful of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each other about our dissimilar leaning and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the repast was finished.

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

After setting plans and expectations for the coming week of microphone and Jim being away in Union 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 logical implication of our meeting each other might mean.

Eventually we had to discourse the immense"white elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"meeting this wonderful span, falling in love with them, and two old age later each of us having a new baby with each former's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a feeling it all might be coming honest.

The completely conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrassed and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you concluding night. I know I'm a little bit drunk right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a small"sex rummy"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 one C of people on my go over the endure few years and I'm normally very sound at reading people and commodity at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. lastly nighttime I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in dearest. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily translate, sort and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

I was a bit jumble when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apologia was needed, although it was a nice thing to hear from this new mother. 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 lifestyle for various years now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. final stage dark was like that for all of us ... but for me it was the most intense sex I've ever had with anyone in this life-style. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those flavour seem mutual at this table ... no apology is certainly needed for that.

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

If we were the wrong twain, I mean if we were not the couple in your dream, or if the dreams were zilch to a greater extent than your imaginations during your maternity, then don't you think that sometime during conclusion evening and today, something would've ‘ gone south'or at to the lowest degree as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opposite has occurred. We all felt an acute attraction to each other and then sharing the birth of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It love bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each other's baby ... I can enjoin you this. Ashley has had a fancy about about getting impregnated by another man for years. I bet I've helped her to a hundred sexual 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 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 fancy were touching something in her time to come ... just like your dream.

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping fathers. I'll have to be dependable. I need some clip to set to that musical theme. The implication seem far and encompassing to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to find with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

I'm gladiola it's now all out in the loose and not some resident physician agenda you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe honesty is the fundament to any relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journey into lace family relationship that few people ever think potential let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in erotic love with you in ways that are way beyond my logical creative thinker. I'm gladiolus mike and I are leaving for a couple weeks. That should afford us all some clip to chill down and see if the feelings we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know better what's really real ... when we get back."

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and more, Kim was openly sobbing and keep doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the arch matching sequoia bench to face and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my hands as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional sack. We just sat and watched our mate in awe. It could not have seemed more sanctified to both of us than if a huge beam of light had come out of the sky and engulfed Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a long while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most unfathomed perceptivity that would end up shaping our common human relationship for years to total ...

"If this is going to influence 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 drop issues as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridge of intimate submissiveness and have long since been comfy with you two having former buff. The question is can you both handle the scene of new babies ? Can you both learn to get laid each early, be kind to each other and be compassionate and understanding ?

And this might be even more crucial ... Will you both fall in love with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the solely way this is going to run. It's going to roil down to choosing love and loving reaction vs choosing criticisms and separation. If you two can oversee that, then we all might build up a very limited roast family.

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

We completely swap married woman for 90 daytime and after that time we review our kinship and continue or align our arrangement. But when I say swap, I mean really barter. Nothing pretend. I want to kip with Kim every night. I want to answer to her only if, and her to me, for what we decide is important to us and how we spend our days just as if we were married and monogamous.

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

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

Realistically, it may be hard at meter. We may get feeling of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will have a honest theme if this is a mere fancy or something more divinely exalt and energized.

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up black to both of our marriages. We might decide to just get back with our wife or ... we could end up leaving them to remain with each other's married woman ... and as"new couples"go our separate ways. interval is a realistic outcome we must contemplate.

It's authoritative 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 beloved with our spouse. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our wedlock. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting luck to leave our marriage and might have if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our making love and I sense the same is lawful for you two.

Mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some clip to concentrate on building a life history with our new spouse, our second base married woman, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 days we can plan the next catamenia of prison term, maybe another 90 Clarence Day or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's dreams to be admittedly, a little over a year from now I'm going to let impregnated ner with a new babe, as you will have with Ash. That's red cent clayey for me to opine about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this crazy thing could also be incredibly like an Sion of sexual love.

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

There was really no discussion necessary. We all knew Jim was powerful. I liked the thought and knew I wanted mike as a"husband"and not just a fan. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really quick for somebody like me too. mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally admittedly. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to leave him ... definitely not that. There was just a hungriness for soul 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 genuine 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 feel out what was going to work on or not work on ... sooner than later.

I ended the evening by standing up from the table saying ..."Ok but I'm claiming THIS husband for one last Nox before our 90 day thing begins. You two probably want to be with Poppy anyway. oral presentation of which, I can hardly believe she's been so placidity. fourth dimension to hold in on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the morning !"

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The moment we closed our bedroom room access I jumped in Jim's arms with my legs wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful old geezer bed sate with the obligatory squeaks.

I can't remember the hold out clip we so passionately round each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both helping hand, ripping it loose causing buttons to fly and releasing the front clasp of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my right hand breast whacking and sucking my nipple and then sucking as a great deal of my dummy into his mouth as possible while tonguing my mammilla. He's got that proficiency down. No one has ever sucked my tits as well as Jim.

Besides the unconscionable theme of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"handsome man of fashion"... what made this prison term even more different was the aching fire in my booby. It didn't take but a few minute of arc and I was rocking in an unusually inscrutable orgasm ! And other than my favorite blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my left breast, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of Passion of Christ. Well that breast had been aching more than the right and it took him even less time to get my back arched as high up 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 fuck Kim aren't ya ?"

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my right dumbbell and resolved that feeling 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 bronc !

Now I was starting to feel the aerobic result of all this and perspiration was forming on my face as Jim switched off my right chest, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my pass on breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually bass orgasm.

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

"Don't you fucking stop ! Suck my full dope yearner ... not just my nipples ! Everything inside just keeps getting more sore !"

So he didn't stop and continued alternating breasts, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the former tit and that feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each clip it got more vivid. Something unknown was happening with my boobs. I started loosing count how many intense orgasms I had until everything went pitch-dark.

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

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

I reached down and felt 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 clitoris and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my digit in my mouth like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell or taste like seminal fluid. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my step-in while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his cock but something inside told me not to. I was in a unknown orgasmic gleam that was a little Solanum dulcamara. Somehow those sexual climax seemed to award a release from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be Mike's"married woman"now for three months and more than that, my lesbian incline was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and more than that ... What I was feeling at that import had cypher to do with Jim, or maybe even mike.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my head eye were Kim's beautiful globes. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of breasts at any of our ball club. That might've made me a picayune covetous of Kim or even envious except I knew those"two baby"were going to be mine all mine for the adjacent couple weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own boobs thrill and start to burn. So I reached up and started to roll my tit, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another coming. This sentence something really strange happened ... my deal was all wet, as was the sheet below my bosom. How could that be possible ?

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

So there I was a new breast feeding charwoman with no infant of her own. Oh this is too salutary to be avowedly ! Now all I could call up of was little Poppy and nursing her in the morning.

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Jim was up before I was, but woke me as he dressed and went downstairs for breakfast with microphone. So I snuck in Kim's elbow room and found her libertine 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 pick her up and then take the air her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a mammilla just like she had been doing that for week and since I was nude, except for my still moist panties, it was easy for her to find one. We rocked like that for at least twenty minutes. It was one of the most exquisite nursings I could remember having.

Yes, my Milk River started flowing. Both breast. Poppy went back and forth between the two several times. And yes, each time I had another coming, not"bed rocking"case like last Night, but still wonderful. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy ? I never had this many with my own tike. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably campaign over who gets to nurse her.

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

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

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the good part ! shot what came in conclusion night ! My milk ! I woke up in the midriff 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 mitt and the sheets. I don't know how this is potential but they were pretty fully of milk this sunrise. see at her ! She's profound asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her down and then and hail over here. As penalization for stealing my baby, you have to aid me out ! My breasts are bursting at the seams !"

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Well ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her head and stuck my tongue down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up pacifier. It was a bit usurious for me to do that but was so often fun I just traumatise myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our sass. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly set for it, clearly more experienced kissing a charwoman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our natural language swirled ...

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

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my nous down to her titty and literally forced me to set about nursing her.

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

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

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

Oh how I love the touch of an orgasm rippling through someone's soundbox as I'm loving on them. It's really dear with a guy but great with a woman. And that morning with Kim, it seemed she had"three button"with her teat this sore. Her nipple left my judgement spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually hold love to each other.

I drained her right knocker in short order and moved to her depart doing the Same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful glow about her and it made me substantiate why Jim was so taken by her beauty. I started to reach up to snog her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't stopover. That was one of the most wonderful 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 breasts like some inexperienced teenager. I made love to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipples as Sir Thomas More milk kept rewarding me each fourth dimension 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 char. Now I've played with girls. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clits to an orgasm. But at a gild that is all playful. It's not rattling and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his married woman.

This was very different. I was really making love ... to a adult female. No man was involved and I touched for the maiden 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 sapphic. You just want this adult female all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sensory faculty of mode ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a hole or maybe beneficial ... a maelstrom I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to resist. All I knew in that here and now was, I loved those new feelings.

Maybe it was the milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a long forgotten time when I was a baby and I loved nursed my mom. But I now understood why some guys love lactating fair sex !

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

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

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my milk came in survive night ! It's all your fault the way you abused my knocker ! Early this morning I was leaking colostrum all over the plane and this morning when I got up I actually nursed footling 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 bay window was full of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her pitiable, wonderful dumbbell ! I am just doing what made me do !"

"Yea right ! And that's why your hired hand was between your legs the intact time too !

I guess you two are off to a good jump. Two breast feeding moms ! How convenient is that going to be !"said my comb-out 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 bonding that's happening. There's no level in interrupting that. Besides ... Jim and I have to get going. We are so late getting off. We will squall you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

shag ! nookie ! Fuck !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my arms to suck and sleep together all day ! We may not be spending a good deal fourth dimension 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 adjacent few workweek seem so romanticist in this gorgeous theater ... the house that is starting to feel like mine !

Wow. sanctum shit ! This theatre mighty be mine !

Yup. That warm wonderful spirit I crave of falling in love with person new is back, and this time not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this minuscule adorable girlfriend, the little girl I delivered in the rear of an SUV, speeding down the boulevard !