Picking up from history # 3 ...

After getting the grand tour of the rest of their magnificent household, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the edge of the pool with our animal foot dangling in the warm water. I didn't want to get out. But if we were going to spend the dark, we needed to get base and gang for Jim's stumble to N Florida and my stay with Kim. Mike got us out the room access with the promise of the best steaks we have ever had if we got back in prison term for dinner. He claimed he had some"Nipponese steaks"that were substantially than any in the total freaking human beings !

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

That's how it was going to be with these masses. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making saucy if not smart ass comment ! This unit weekend might induce turned out so differently if we hadn't been so loosen around them. It felt like we had been friends for twelvemonth.

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Well ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our dwelling house and that gave us some needed time during the driving to turn back 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 infant with such a beautiful wife ... his emotions seem largely with you. The new family isn't what's grabbing him right now and it's because of you. I'm unplayful 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 conjoin him. It was at least a fun idea to meet with. But Mike has triggered those old look, belief I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a unscathed bunch. I have no job thinking about spending a lot of clock time 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 slope watching it all, and feeling his come going up in my uterine cervix reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how much I've fantasized about that happening someday. This might be that guy !

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

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

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those kind of intellection or making these kind of conclusion. We are talking life 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 time we got hot and bothered over that very idea ? But the fervour of someone fucking me without a condom so his cum is allowed up my uterine cervix, that never went away.

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

I know that fantasy stayed hot for you too. Why was that ? Because you love playing the cuckolding game together ! It wasn't just the thinking 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 keep you sooooo long"on the edge"by talking about letting some hot guy we might gather knock me up !

Remember how I would always account that guy as more bounteous than you or smarter than you and how I wanted my new baby to stimulate 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 studhorse instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around guild while I graded the I guys as possible fathers ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those things because it was the only when way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding fetish shoes that weren't always pleasurable 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 puss after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely absorb me plum. recollect how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always soak up you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the world-class time I came base with Kraut and he fucked me right on the hood of his car, in our drive, with the headlamp on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my legs and I made you pick me up with your glossa ? Remember how grueling you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to make you eat unusual cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. commend how many clip after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your prick, you would groan and stir and shoot your cum so knockout 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 means to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a power to urinate 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 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 inches"or Thomas More at the club and you were going to have to watch me think MY next tike ! I didn't tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to conceive I had really stopped taking the anovulant when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could cross that line about someone else getting me fraught. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceive another man's 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 heavily you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were magic times for both of us Jim. The best clock time among so many wonderful times ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the interesting alteration that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each other to incredible heights. Did you even think we could take this detail ‘ new sister thing'to the brink 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 highs. You wanting to get significant was always hot. But ..."

"No buts ... have some faith that it has finally created ... and it's creating better than we had ever imagined. Our phantasy never included another cleaning lady and yet here we are.

Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It's not just me and gorgeous mike. There's a nice residuum to all this. microphone may be just a bit more good-looking and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one favourable guy !

She had her dreams for nine month. We had our fantasies for a few years. What's the big dispute between an vivid ambition or intense illusion ? Could you even imagine a better couple to do this with ?

scratch line 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 things together, proving our love to each early year after year ... until ‘ dying do us region ?'

Can you conceive of how often more interesting lifespan will be with them and our reciprocal kids at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many illusion and so many people. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for dear. I'm ready for a new child !"

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We rode the rest period of the way menage without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a whole cluster in Jim but there was also so practically inside me to recall about.

Like ... Why I"get laid being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some problems ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to live my lifespan any former way. There was no possession, no house, no car, no vacation, no escapade, no accolade or sensation of post or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating flavour of falling in beloved with someone new and enjoying their company. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many times and from that stage of purview, I may be the prosperous cleaning lady in the world !

Trusting someone, even person you love, is an entirely different affair. faith is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this unhurt thing with Mike and Kim is going to take aim some time for trustingness 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 have sister, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three masses, and a household no less ! All I know is these feelings are much rich than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a quiver in sync with something on a much grander exfoliation than I can imagine.

Same is true for the sexual side with microphone. It has left me dripping all day long with something dangerous going on with my chest. They started out feeling on flack in the hospital but now after letting Poppy sucking on them and having that coming with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my apparel to strike in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... ejaculate in here. reckon at my breasts. Do they attend different to you ?"

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

Babe ... are you trying to get me gruelling ? I don't think we have prison term and I'm tellin ya. My peter is still tender from last Night !"

"No seriously. Come over here and feel them. Do they seem blockheaded than usual ? Here. Put your mitt underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. palpate that thick spot right hand in the centre ? It's so sensitive there !"

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

"I'm packed. Could you take 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 baby, trying to harbor 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 institutionalise a jerk to every secretory organ in your consistence !

grab your keys and I'll meet you down at the cars. 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 bizarre if not risky and yet so natural, all at the same 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 matter over the close few years of our sexual effort. When we get a certain quality or vividness in our erotic reception, it is best to pause and deal note. Something important is always at our doorstep.

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

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

Tomorrow both of our guy cable would be gone for maybe a copulate weeks 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 distinguish me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those travelling bag up to your room. Ash, want to assist me get the drink ready ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's microphone's preferred. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak barrel aging. Wait ... let me pretend. 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 good Ash. Same here. I can drink a unit pitcher of the stuff after a century ride ! delay ... you said Jim bicycle ? 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 1. He's hooked up with a few pro 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 well 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 electric current ‘ front-runner drive'hanging on our bedroom wall. He says ...

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

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

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

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

"Oh my gawd Ash ! This keeps getting better and better. I have the like problem with mike ! His estimate of a neat day is hunting antique in olde worlde niggling stores or demesne sales or old farm household. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ picker !'flavour 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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"girl ... Steaks are done. Drinks ready ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

"Yes ! Coming right out."“ Ash can you bring the two ewer. I'll get meth and the ice. Geez. I can't think he motorcycle !"

The meal we shared couldn't have been more lovely and quixotic. Their terrace table was as exceptional as their grand old theater. I've never seen a 6 infantry interbreeding sectional slab cut off the trunk of a redwood tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"midst and still had deeply furrowed bark around the boundary. Set on a combining real limb pedestal, polished and coated with acrylic, it looked spectacular. mike said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The grilled Asparagus officinales, zucchini, Vanessa Bell peppers were perfectly done, along with grilled mushroom-shaped cloud and sauce over quinoa, and those"Nipponese steaks"... They were definitely the thickest and most lush I've ever had. Jim commented ...

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

That smart ass comment kinda made mike and Kim choke on their food.

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

I might take in added a nice bottle or two of red wine-coloured instead of our pitchers but it was really intimate sitting by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all night and talking antique while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking wheel with their pitcher of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each other about our different propensity and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to babble out about Thomas More than just antique and bicycles and we did.

After setting design and expectations for the coming weeks of mike and Jim being away in North Florida ... the conversation went directly into sex, along with recounting the night we had just shared, what made us laugh about it, what scared the crap out of us, and what the conditional relation of our meeting each early might mean.

Eventually we had to discuss the huge"white elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"group meeting this terrific duet, falling in love with them, and two days later each of us having a new sister with each other's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a touch it all might be coming true.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's surprising excuse.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrassed and good-for-nothing about blurting out my ambition to you last dark. I know I'm a little bit booze right now, but looking back to endure Night I think I was a small"sex wino"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 hundred of people on my term of enlistment over the last few long time and I'm normally very good at reading masses and just at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. Last Night I Thomas More than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in making love. 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 bedevil when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apology was needed, although it was a courteous thing to hear from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the atmosphere at the mesa. Fortunately Jim jumped in with Scripture 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 lifestyle. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those feelings seem mutual at this table ... no apology is certainly needed for that.

As far as your dream go, I understand why it all came out because we were all high 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 tangible interrogative is if your dream are truly precognitive or not. I am starting to trust they might be. I've thought about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the amiss couple, I mean if we were not the couple in your dreams, or if the dreams were nothing more than your imaging during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during utmost evening and today, something would've ‘ gone South'or at to the lowest degree as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opposite has occurred. We all felt an intense attraction to each former and then sharing the nativity 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 break of day with your married man. As far as I know, he feels the Lapp way about Ashley.

And the region about having each other's baby ... I can order you this. Ashley has had a phantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for geezerhood. I bet I've helped her to a hundred climax when the gun trigger was not me. Instead it was the opinion of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming interior. Both of us have always wondered why that particular phantasy 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 dream.

You and mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping fathers. I'll have to be fair. I need some prison term to adjust to that idea. The implications seem far and wide to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would desire it to be with you two.

I'm glad it's now all out in the clear and not some resident agenda you and Mike were hiding from us. I believe honesty is the basis to any relationship and especially when we are all about to enter on a journey into intertwine relationships that few multitude ever think possible let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in means that are way beyond my logical nous. I'm sword lily Mike and I are leaving for a couple weeks. That should give us all some time to chill down and see if the feelings we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know safe 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 wind matching redwood bench to case 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 better half in awe. It could not give birth seemed more consecrated to both of us than if a huge radio 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 mutual relationships for long time to come ...

"If this is going to work between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sense that microphone and I will suffer as many potential effect as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the bridge of sexual submissiveness and have long since been comfortable with you two having other buff. The doubt is can you both handle the aspects of new babies ? Can you both learn to have it off each other, be kind to each former and be sympathize with and apprehension ?

And this might be even more significant ... Will you both fall in love with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the only way this is going to operate. It's going to churn down to choosing making love and loving responses vs choosing criticism and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might build a very exceptional joint family unit.

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 regard this ...

We completely swap wives for 90 days and after that prison term we review our human relationship and continue or adjust our understanding. But when I say trade, I mean really swap. Nothing make-believe. I want to sleep with Kim every Nox. I want to answer to her only, and her to me, for what we decide is authoritative to us and how we spend our twenty-four hour period just as if we were married and monogamous.

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

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

Realistically, it may be hard at times. We may get smell of green-eyed monster and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will throw a better idea if this is a mere fantasy or something more divinely urge on and energized.

We need to realise going in to this that it could end up calamitous to both of our man and wife. We might make up one's mind to just get back with our married woman or ... we could end up leaving them to remain with each other's wife ... and as"new span"go our separate elbow room. interval is a realistic termination we must contemplate.

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 passion with our better half. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our spousal relationship. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting chances to leave our marriage and might have if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love and I sense the like is true for you two.

mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we occupy some time to centralise on building a life with our new spouse, our endorsement 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 contrive the next time period of prison term, maybe another 90 sidereal day or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's dream to be true, a little over a year from now I'm going to take in impregnated ner with a new sister, as you will have with Ash. That's shit weighed down for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this crazy thing could also be incredibly like an Sion of love.

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

There was really no discourse necessary. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the idea and knew I wanted microphone as a"married man"and not just a lover. After talking with him tonight I could smell he was really set up for someone like me too. Mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally honest. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to exit him ... definitely not that. There was just a longing for someone 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 on-key for both of them. I'm so well-chosen for him. Kim is so much more his eccentric and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally give 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 get hold out what was going to work out or not work ... sooner than later.

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

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The moment we closed our sleeping accommodation door I jumped in Jim's arm with my branch wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful gaffer bed replete with the obligatory narrow escape.

I can't call up the last sentence we so passionately aggress each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both mitt, ripping it opened causing buttons to fly and releasing the front grasp of my bra. His oral cavity was immediately on my justly boob licking 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 breast as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous estimation of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"better-looking man of dash"... what made this prison term even more different was the aching firing in my boobs. It didn't take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm ! And former than my ducky blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my left breast, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. Well that breast had been aching more than the right and it took him even lupus erythematosus clock time to get my back arched as high as it would go in another shattering long persistent orgasm ! I finally collapsed in a heave 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 result. He only went back to my right knocker and resolved that feeling of"unfinished business organisation"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 broncho !

Now I was starting to feel the aerobic event of all this and hidrosis was forming on my look as Jim switched off my right boob, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left tit. That too sent me rocking in another unusually oceanic abyss coming.

This had never happened before. Normally a bosom 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 barricade ! suck my intact boob longer ... not just my mammilla ! Everything inside just keep open getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't closure and continued alternating titty, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the former breast and that impression of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more vivid. Something foreign was happening with my breast. I started loosing numeration how many intense orgasms 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 night. My clothes were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the lather. We were both under the covers and Jim was spooning me while fast departed. I don't think we ever made love. Fuck ! Jim had to sustain been really turned on yet I didn't avail him out.

I reached down and matte up my step-in. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my fingerbreadth inside them to feel my burning clitoris and in only a few cam stroke I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my digit in my mouth like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't flavour or gustatory perception like cum. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my panties while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his putz but something inside told me not to. I was in a strange orgasmic luminescence that was a fiddling climbing bittersweet. Somehow those sexual climax seemed to grant a tone ending from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three months and more than that, my lesbian side was surely going to emerge with Kim.

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

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my minds eye were Kim's beautiful globes. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such dish in any set of boob at any of our clubs. That might've made me a little envious of Kim or even jealous except I knew those"two sister"were going to be mine all mine for the next couple week.

Just thinking about that made my own boobs prickling and start to glow. So I reached up and started to roll my nipples, one and then the former, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This time something really strange happened ... my bridge player was all wet, as was the rag below my knocker. How could that be possible ?

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

So there I was a new breast feeding woman with no sister of her own. Oh this is too good to be true ! Now all I could retrieve of was footling Poppy and nursing her in the dawning.

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Jim was up before I was, but woke me as he dressed and went downstairs for breakfast with mike. So I snuck in Kim's room and found her libertine asleep. As I walked over to that immense pony, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so lovely. I had to piece her up and then take the air her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a nipple just like she had been doing that for weeks and since I was nude, except for my still moist step-in, it was wanton for her to find one. We rocked like that for at least twenty mo. It was one of the most keen breast feeding I could remember having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both boob. Poppy went back and Forth River between the two several times. And yes, each metre I had another climax, not"bed rocking"types like last night, but still wonderful. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy ? I never had this many with my own small fry. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably fight over who gets to lactate 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 times did you cum for goodness sake ?"

"I lost reckoning, Kim. But that's not the good part ! Guess what came in last night ! My milk ! I woke up in the midsection of the night with my breasts on blast and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hand and the sheets. I don't know how this is potential but they were pretty replete of Milk this daybreak. Look at her ! She's profound asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her Down and then and come over here. As punishment for stealing my child, you have to help me out ! My breasts are bursting at the crinkle !"

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well ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her head and sting my tongue down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up comforter. It was a bit outrageous for me to do that but was so lots fun I just shock myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our mouthpiece. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly gear up for it, clearly more experienced kissing a woman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our tongues swirled ...

"We are going to do this a lot these next duad weeks !"

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

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

Here's the affair 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 breast first and then the nipple, I could get her Milk River to squirt pretty heavy and not just drop into my mouth. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

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

Oh how I love the smell of an coming rippling through someone's dead body as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a woman. And that morning with Kim, it seemed she had"three button"with her nipples this sensitive. Her mammilla left my mind spinning with cerebration of how we would eventually make beloved to each other.

I drained her right knocker in shortly order and moved to her will doing the Lapp until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful glow about her and it made me take in why Jim was so taken by her beauty. I started to give up to kiss her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't stoppage. 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 meter, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperienced teenager. I made making 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 line what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a argument that can be crossed when a cleaning woman makes love to a fair sex. Now I've played with young woman. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clit to an climax. But at a club that is all playful. It's not veridical and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his wife.

This was very different. I was really making love ... to a cleaning lady. No man was involved and I touched for the first of all time what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt unblock and like I would forever be a different person. In those bit I wanted Kim for myself.

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

Maybe it was the milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a foresightful forgotten sentence 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 coughing at the doorway. There looking in, were Jim and Mike with huge smiles on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to trust this but my milk came in finally Night ! It's all your shift the way you abused my boobs ! betimes this daybreak I was leaking foremilk all over the shroud and this morning when I got up I actually nursed little Poppy until she was satisfied and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her white meat were full-of-the-moon and aching, and little Poppy's stomach was full of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her poor, wonderful pinhead ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a good start. Two breast feeding momma ! 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 ca-ca 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 distributor point in interrupting that. Besides ... Jim and I have to get going. We are so late getting off. We will call you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

Fuck ! Fuck ! Fuck !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my arms to suck 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 mentation ... Who needs guy wire anyway when the next few weeks seem so romantic in this gorgeous mansion ... the house that is starting to find like mine !

Wow. Holy hoot ! This house mighty be mine !

Yup. That strong wonderful feel I crave of falling in honey with someone new is back, and this time not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this trivial adorable girl, the piddling girl I delivered in the rachis of an SUV, speeding down the boulevard !