Picking up from write up # 3 ...

After getting the yard term of enlistment of the rest of their magnificent dwelling house, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the sharpness of the pool with our feet dangling in the lovesome piss. I didn't want to allow. But if we were going to expend the night, we needed to get home and pack for Jim's trip to N Sunshine State and my stay with Kim. Mike got us out the door with the hope of the upright steaks we have ever had if we got back in time for dinner. He claimed he had some"Japanese steaks"that were salutary than any in the entire freaking earth !

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

That's how it was going to be with these multitude. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making impertinent if not smarting ass comments ! This unharmed weekend might own turned out so differently if we hadn't been so relaxed around them. It felt like we had been friends for geezerhood.

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

"Ash ... Do you really like this guy Mike ? If not, you have to be heedful. He's head over heels about you and for a guy who has just had a new sister with such a beautiful married woman ... his emotions seem largely with you. The new phratry isn't what's grabbing him right now and it's because of you. I'm good 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 marry him. It was at least a fun idea to play with. But microphone has triggered those old feelings, tone I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a unharmed bunch. I have no trouble 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 sister and I'm thinking more and more everything could crop out between the four of us. The thought of actually planning on getting meaning with microphone, you know ... deliberately fucking him on the optimum day ... maybe filming it with you and Kim by my side watching it all, and feeling his seed going up in my neck 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 substantial interrogative or is she too psycho for ya ?"

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those pipe dream. I'm not really sure how I feel about all that yet and considering how practically 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 real, Ash.

As far as how I FEEL about her ... Kim is intoxicating to me like no other cleaning woman 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 mentation or making these kind of determination. We are talking aliveness long consequences when we talk about babies."

"Don't you think I realize that Jim ? Don't you think I've considered all that every clip we got hot and bothered over that very estimation ? But the excitement of person fucking me without a safe so his cum is allowed up my cervix, that never went away.

I didn't just run with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with nigh of the guys I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and make me a babe"always got me and him"over the top."The more I used that, the stronger my orgasm got !

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

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

Remember how I would always describe that guy as more handsome than you or impertinent than you and how I wanted my new infant to have got a cock as huge as his and not as midget as yours ?

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

Remember all that talking ?

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 voodoo places that weren't always enjoyable to me ... but I always envied how erotic you could get.

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

Remember the first time I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right on the thug of his car, in our driveway, with the headlight on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my branch and I made you houseclean me up with your tongue ? Remember how heavily you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to make you eat foreign cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. recall how many sentence after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your stopcock, you would moan and shake and frivol away your cum so concentrated it would go way over your foreland 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 twat. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a business leader to build a sister 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 time I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the pill ! And how I was going to fuck every guy with"eight inch"or more at the nightclub and you were going to experience to watch me believe MY next tyke ! I didn't William Tell you it wasn't dead on target. I needed you to think I had really stopped taking the birth control 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 fuck ... What was it, four guys ? Remember how excited you were licking me clean each time afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your balls were all swollen ... And how gruelling you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magical times for both of us Jim. The best times 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 other to incredible stature. Did you even think we could take this finicky ‘ new baby thing'to the brink of so many climax without the actual experience creating ?"

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

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

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

She had her dreams for nine months. We had our phantasy for a few eld. What's the big difference of opinion between an intense dreaming or intense fancy ? Could you even imagine a better couple to do this with ?

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

Can you imagine how practically to a greater extent interesting life 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 fantasy and so many masses. 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 ease of the way house without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a unharmed bunch in Jim but there was also so often inside me to think about.

Like ... Why I"make love 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 star sign, no car, no vacation, no adventure, no accolade or sense of position or big businessman that even comes close in meaning to me than that ardent intoxicating feeling of falling in love with person new and enjoying their company. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many fourth dimension and from that compass point of position, I may be the favourable woman in the mankind !

Trusting someone, even someone you love, is an entirely different topic. reliance 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 emerge.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such strong emotions for Mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely wife and this new born babe, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three citizenry, and a syndicate no less ! All I know is these smell are much deeper than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a trembling in sync with something on a much grander scale than I can envisage.

Saame is true for the sexual position with mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my breasts. They started out feeling on ardour in the infirmary but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that coming with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my clothes to move in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... come in here. Look at my knocker. Do they take care different to you ?"

"Different ? Of course they are. I've always told you your teat were different. I could pick them out of a line-up blindfolded. commend that meter 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 shaft is still tender from finale night !"

"No seriously. descend over here and palpate them. Do they seem deep than usual ? Here. Put your men underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. sense that thickset spot right in the midriff ? It's so medium there !"

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

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

"Ash ... What do you have a bun in the oven ? You've just gone through probably the most emotionally acute experiences we've ever had with you delivering that baby, trying to entertain it ... and on top of all that, falling in love with a new guy ! Your hormones have to be raging. That's got to institutionalise a saccade to every gland in your organic structure !

Grab your keys 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 outlandish if not hazardous and yet so instinctive, all at the same prison term. 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 thing over the death few years of our intimate feat. When we get a certain quality or intensity in our erotic answer, it is best to hesitate and take promissory note. Something important is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the nerveless aspects in our divided up experiences. Great desire, not just the formula titillating gun trigger, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a good index number of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this whole coming upon with Mike and Kim feel. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a duo so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"destiny of our souls."

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

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

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

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's mike's favorite. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whisky but I love its oak drum aging. wait ... let me opine. I bet that's what Jim likes too ?"

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

"My goodness Ash. Lapplander here. I can drink a whole pitcher of the stuff after a C drive ! hold ... you said Jim bikes ? Do you mean a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushes pedals.'I think he has 8 cycle in the garage and is constantly buying and selling new unity. He's hooked up with a few master bikers on eBay. They get a new bike every year through their sponsors and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new cycle, well ... one yr 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 electric current ‘ favorite drive'hanging on our bedroom wall. He says ...

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

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

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

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

"Oh my gawd Ash ! This keeps getting better and better. I have the same problem with microphone ! His melodic theme of a great day is hunting old-timer in old-time little memory board or estate sales or old farm sign of the zodiac. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ picker !'smell around the house. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an antique.

I'd rather spend the day riding my wheel 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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"girlfriend ... Steaks are done. drunkenness ready ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

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

The repast we shared couldn't have been more pin-up and amatory. Their patio mesa was as special as their thousand old sign. I've never seen a 6 metrical foot crown of thorns sectioned slab cut off the trunk of a redwood tree and used for a set back top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the edges. Set on a combination real tree branch pedestal, polished and coated with acrylic, it looked dramatic. Mike said, he had counted over 600 gang in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The broiled Asparagus officinales, zucchini, bell common pepper were perfectly done, along with barbecued 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 squawk is a bit pricey. That's because it is really made by Lexus !"

That smarting ass comment kinda made microphone and Kim choke on their food.

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

I might have added a decent 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 Night and talking antiques while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking cycle with their pitcher of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each other about our dissimilar proclivities and we all ended up well lubricated by the clip the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're mentation we had to lecture about More than just antique and bicycles and we did.

After setting plan and expectations for the orgasm calendar week 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 Irish bull out of us, and what the logical implication of our meeting each other might mean.

Eventually we had to talk about the Brobdingnagian"clean elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dream about"encounter this tremendous yoke, falling in love with them, and two years later each of us having a new infant with each other's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to contribution a intuitive feeling it all might be coming true.

The entirely conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrass and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you last night. I know I'm a fiddling bit drunk right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a little"sex drunk"then too. It seems now a horrible affair to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundreds of people on my Tours over the last-place few years and I'm normally very good at reading the great unwashed and good at tiptoeing around their psychological proceeds while never imposing on them. Last Nox I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged lady friend in love life. 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 confused when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apologia was needed, although it was a prissy matter to get a line from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the atmospheric state at the table. Fortunately Jim jumped in with words that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this life-style for several years now and we are quite aware of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. final stage 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 life style. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those feelings seem mutual at this tabular array ... no excuse is certainly needed for that.

As far as your dreams go, I understand why it all came out because we were all eminent as a kite in sex last 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 second-sighted or not. I am starting to conceive they might be. I've thought process 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 pipe dream were naught more than your imaginations during your gestation, then don't you think that sometime during 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 attractiveness 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 Logos I'm looking for ... ‘ SMITTEN with you'... and everything I've learned about you by talking tonight and talking this morning with your hubby. As far as I know, he feels the same way about Ashley.

And the part about having each other's infant ... I can evidence you this. Ashley has had a phantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for years. I bet I've helped her to a hundred climax when the trigger was not me. Instead it was the thought of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming inside. Both of us have always wondered why that especial fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being unwashed in the gang we've played with.

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

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping father. I'll have to be dependable. I need some fourth dimension to aline to that idea. The import seem far and astray to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to bechance 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 order of business you and mike were hiding from us. I believe satinpod is the base to any relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journey into loop relationships that few people ever think possible let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in lovemaking with you in ways that are way beyond my logical mind. I'm glad Mike and I are leaving for a span workweek. That should give us all some time to cool down down and see if the feel we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know improve what's really real ... when we get back."

By the 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 boldness and firmly hug her. Mike 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 mate in awe. It could not hold seemed more sacred to both of us than if a huge beam of twinkle had come out of the sky and engross Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a tenacious while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most fundamental insight that would end up shaping our mutual relationship for class to come ...

"If this is going to work between the four us, it will lead off or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sense that Mike and I will have as many potential progeny as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the nosepiece of sexual submissiveness and have long since been comfortable with you two having other buff. The doubtfulness is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to eff each other, be variety to each early and be compassionate and infer ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in love with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the lone way this is going to work. It's going to moil down to choosing love and loving responses vs choosing criticisms and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might build a very exceptional reefer family.

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

We completely swap wife for 90 days and after that time we review our human relationship and continue or correct our correspondence. But when I say swop, I mean really swap. Nothing pretend. I want to slumber with Kim every night. I want to answer to her entirely, and her to me, for what we decide is authoritative to us and how we spend our days just as if we were married and monogamous.

If we can put at least some short honeymoon together while dealing with this new child, all the best and I suggest the Lapplander for both of you.

I don't think we should even reckon about swapping back until that 90 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. is over. I suggest we enter this with absolutely no predetermine limits on how far we fall in love with each early.

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

We need to bring in going in to this that it could end up fateful to both of our union. 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 separate ways. Separation is a realistic outcome we must reflect.

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

mike, by planning this 90 day breakup, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of passion with our spouse. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our marriages. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting chances to leave alone our marriage and might stimulate if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our dear and I sense the like is dependable for you two.

Mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we necessitate some meter to concentrate on building a aliveness with our new mate, our second wife, 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 period of time, maybe another 90 daylight or whatever we decide it should be.

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

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

There was really no discussion essential. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the idea and knew I wanted Mike as a"husband"and not just a lover. After talking with him tonight I could smell out he was really cook for soul like me too. Mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally true. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to leave him ... definitely not that. There was just a longing for someone like Mike inside me that came bubbling up to the control surface this weekend, something I didn't quite know was still there.

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also dependable 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 overjealous but there I was holding hired man with the man of my dreams.

I think we all agreed it would be best to discover 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 husband for one survive nighttime before our 90 day affair begins. You two probably want to be with Poppy anyway. public speaking of which, I can hardly believe she's been so silence. metre to check on her. We're going to bed. See you both in the break of the day !"

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The import we closed our sleeping room door I jumped in Jim's limb with my legs wrapped around his waistline. He grabbed my tail and walked me over to our beautiful oldtimer bed instinct with the obligatory squeaks.

I can't remember the last prison term we so passionately attacked each early ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it open air causing buttons to fly and releasing the front clasp of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my aright white meat licking and sucking my tit and then sucking as much of my pinhead into his oral fissure as possible while tonguing my nipple. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my tits as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous approximation of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"better-looking man of style"... what made this time even more different was the aching fervidness in my boobs. It didn't take but a few min and I was rocking in an unusually bass orgasm ! And early than my front-runner blouse being ripped outdoors, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my left tit, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of cacoethes. Well that knocker had been aching more than the rightfulness and it took him even lupus erythematosus clip to get my back arched as high as it would go in another shattering long lasting orgasm ! I finally collapsed in a panting fit !

"Oh you rocking hot stud, I said laughing. You aren't thinking about me ! You are pretending you are about to get it on Kim aren't ya ?"

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my aright boob and resolved that smell of"bare business"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my thirdly orgasm as I was arching my back again like a bucking bronc !

Now I was starting to feel the aerobic personal effects of all this and sweat was forming on my face as Jim switched off my right-hand breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually trench climax.

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

"Don't you fucking stop ! sucking my full dumbbell longer ... not just my nipples ! Everything inside just keeps getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't stop and continued alternating chest, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the other breast and that opinion of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more intense. Something strange was happening with my knocker. I started loosing count how many acute climax I had until everything went pitch-dark.

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

I woke up in the middle of the nighttime. My clothes were off. My haircloth was all wet which must've been from the exertion. We were both under the screening and Jim was spooning me while fast departed. I don't think we ever made love. ass ! Jim had to experience been really turned on yet I didn't avail 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 fingers inside them to experience my burning clit and in only a few cerebrovascular accident 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 discernment like semen. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my scanty 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 strange orgasmic glow that was a little bittersweet. Somehow those sexual climax seemed to deed over a release from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three calendar month and more than that, my lesbian position was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and more than than that ... What I was feeling at that moment had nothing to do with Jim, or maybe even mike.

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

Just thinking about that made my own boobs frisson and start to burn. So I reached up and started to drift my nipples, one and then the early, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This time something really unknown happened ... my hand was all wet, as was the sheet below my tits. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my digit in my oral fissure and immediately recognized the predilection. Oh my gawd. My Milk River is coming in ! This clearly tasted like colostrum. No wonder my breast were so medium. 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 fair sex with no baby of her own. Oh this is too good to be dependable ! Now all I could think of was trivial 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 dissolute asleep. As I walked over to that huge crib, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to pick her up and then walk her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a nipple just like she had been doing that for hebdomad and since I was nude, except for my still moist step-in, it was well-to-do for her to observe one. We rocked like that for at least twenty minutes. It was one of the most exquisite nursings I could call back having.

Yes, my Milk started flowing. Both tit. Poppy went back and Forth between the two respective prison term. And yes, each time I had another coming, not"bed rocking"types like finally nighttime, 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 defend 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 time did you cum for good sake ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the near part ! guesswork what came in survive night ! My Milk River ! I woke up in the middle of the Nox with my chest on flame and as I was starting to pull off them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hand and the sheets. I don't have sex how this is possible but they were pretty full of Milk River this sunrise. Look at her ! She's voice asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her down and then and come over here. As punishment for stealing my babe, you have to help me out ! My tit 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 fountainhead and stuck my glossa down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up comforter. It was a bit horrid for me to do that but was so much fun I just shock myself. Golly this gal can French osculate ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each other's foreland and mashed our oral fissure. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly ready for it, clearly more experienced 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 future couple weeks !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my head 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 courteous, sweet, and a fiddling thinner than cow's Milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a mamilla. Oh this was overnice ! Kim's milk was fresh than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was hungry so I wasted no time devouring her breasts.

Here's the thing I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and areola just right, kind of like Jim always does with a combination of sucking the knocker first and then the nipple, I could get her Milk River to squirt pretty hard and not just slabber into my rima oris. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of course this vivid chest natural action had Kim's back arched off the plane too. I guess we have one thing in plebeian. We both cum pretty damn easily with only our mamilla in action at law.

Oh how I love the touch of an orgasm rippling through somebody's body 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 clit"with her mamilla this sensitive. Her tits left my mind spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually make love to each other.

I drained her correct bosom in shortstop decree and moved to her pull up stakes doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful gleaming about her and it made me realize why Jim was so taken by her peach. I started to turn over up to kiss her again when she said ...

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

So I did and this meter, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperienced teenager. I made love to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipples as more milk kept rewarding me each time I sucked.

I wish I knew how to describe what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a melodic line that can be crossed when a woman makes love to a adult female. Now I've played with lady friend. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clitoris to an orgasm. But at a social 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 wife.

This was very unlike. I was really making love ... to a womanhood. No man was involved and I touched for the first time what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt resign and like I would forever be a different mortal. In those import I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the nitty-gritty of being lesbian. You just want this woman all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sense of flair ... you want to be with her all the clip. It's a hole or maybe better ... a convolution I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to dissent. All I knew in that second was, I loved those new smell.

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

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 Brobdingnagian grinning 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 came in close night ! It's all your break the way you abused my bosom ! other this morning I was leaking colostrum all over the tack 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 white meat were fully and aching, and minuscule Poppy's tummy was full of MY Milk, Kim punished me by making me enfeeble her wretched, wonderful bosom ! I am just doing what made me do !"

"Yea right field ! And that's why your deal was between your legs the entire time too !

I guess you two are off to a honest offset. Two nursing ma ! How convenient is that going to be !"said my teasing husband.

Then microphone chimed in."Kim and Ashley ... don't forget about us while we are gone ! We expect you to 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 peak in interrupting that. Besides ... Jim and I have to get going. We are so recently getting off. We will call you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

piece of ass ! nookie ! piece of ass !

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

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

Wow. Holy turd ! This house mighty be mine !

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