Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the grand tour 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 pocket billiards with our feet dangling in the warm water. I didn't want to lead. But if we were going to spend the night, we needed to get nursing home and large number for Jim's trip to N Florida and my stop with Kim. Mike got us out the doorway with the promise of the serious steaks we have ever had if we got back in prison term for dinner. He claimed he had some"Nipponese steaks"that were meliorate than any in the entire freaking world !

"best in the unhurt humankind ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased microphone. He and Jim just rolled their center and Kim covered her mouth and conveniently turned away.

That's how it was going to be with these masses. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making smart if not saucy ass comments ! This whole weekend might birth turned out so differently if we hadn't been so slacken around them. It felt like we had been protagonist for years.

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fountainhead ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our home and that gave us some needed prison term 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 measured. He's head over blackguard 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 family isn't what's grabbing him right now and it's because of you. I'm life-threatening 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 away you and splice him. It was at to the lowest degree a fun idea to play with. But microphone has triggered those old flavour, feelings I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a entirely bunch. I have no trouble thinking about spending a lot of 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 optimum day ... maybe filming it with you and Kim by my face watching it all, and feeling his seed going up in my cervix reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how much I've fantasized about that happening someday. This might be that guy !

Tell me what you are thinking about Kim. Do YOU like HER ? That's the real number question 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 lots you and I have played with the fantasy of having another kid with a new guy, you must realize, this is no longer a illusion. This is actual, Ash.

As far as how I FEEL about her ... Kim is intoxicating to me like no other 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 mentation or making these sort of decisions. We are talking animation long aftermath 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 estimate ? But the excitement of soul fucking me without a condom so his cum is allowed up my cervix, that never went away.

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

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

Remember how it started ? How many clock time did I deny you an orgasm until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would keep you sooooo foresighted"on the edge"by talking about letting some hot guy we might meet rap me up !

Remember how I would always discover that guy as more bounteous than you or bright than you and how I wanted my new baby to feature a stopcock as huge as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would report that baby as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY baby could even end up being a professional athlete if I chose a bulky stud poker instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around clubs while I graded the bingle guys as possible fathers ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those things because it was the only way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding fetish station that weren't always gratifying 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 puss after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely give suck me clean. think of how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always take in you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the get-go time I came home with Boche and he fucked me right field on the lens hood of his car, in our driveway, with the headlamp on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my legs and I made you clean me up with your tongue ? Remember how laborious you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to make you eat strange cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. recollect how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your cock, you would groan and shake and photograph your cum so hard 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 twat. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a world power to seduce 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 meter 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 inches"or to a greater extent at the nightclub and you were going to have to ascertain me conceive MY next child ! I didn't Tell you it wasn't dependable. I needed you to think I had really stopped taking the contraceptive pill when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could cross that dividing line about somebody else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceptualize another man's infant !

Remember how turned on you were watching me shtup ... What was it, four guy wire ? Remember how energize you were licking me white each fourth dimension afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your Lucille Ball were all swollen ... And how gruelling you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were sorcerous metre for both of us Jim. The full 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 top. Did you even think we could shoot this finical ‘ new baby thing'to the brink of so many coming 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 trust that it has finally created ... and it's creating better than we had ever imagined. Our fantasies 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 counterweight to all this. mike may be just a bit more handsome and refined than you but Kim is way more beautiful and talented than me. You are one lucky guy !

She had her dreams for nine month. We had our fantasies for a few long time. What's the big difference of opinion between an intense dreaming or intense fancy ? Could you even imagine a better twain to do this with ?

starting signal thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become womb-to-tomb partners facing all of life's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our love to each former year after year ... until ‘ death do us part ?'

Can you think how much more worry life will be with them and our common kids at our side ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fantasy and so many hoi polloi. 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 child !"

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We rode the remainder of the way home without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a whole clustering in Jim but there was also so often inside me to think about.

Like ... Why I"have a go at it being in beloved"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 life any other way. There was no willpower, no sign of the zodiac, no car, no vacation, no adventure, no accolade or horse sense of stance or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that tender intoxicating feeling of falling in love with someone new and enjoying their party. Our modus vivendi has allowed me to do that many multiplication and from that full stop of view, I may be the prosperous cleaning woman in the world !

Trusting someone, even someone you love, is an entirely different matter. corporate trust is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this all thing with Mike and Kim is going to require some fourth dimension for trust to emerge.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such stiff emotions for Mike and almost as very much for his incredibly lovely wife and this new born baby, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three hoi polloi, and a family no less ! All I know is these tone are much abstruse than common. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a vibration in sync with something on a a great deal grander ordered series than I can imagine.

Lapplander is true for the intimate face with mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my white meat. They started out feeling on fervour in the infirmary but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that sexual climax 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 breasts. Do they look different to you ?"

"Different ? Of path they are. I've always told you your titty were different. I could pick them out of a line-up blindfolded. remember that time I did that in Jamaica ?

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

"No seriously. Come over here and sense them. Do they seem duncical than usual ? Here. Put your hands underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A short harder. Feel that compact spot right in the middle ? It's so sensitive there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel great ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be tardy 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 have my handbag in my car. How about you ?"

"I'm packed. Could you have 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 entertain it ... and on top of all that, falling in lovemaking with a new guy ! Your endocrine have to be raging. That's got to send a jolt to every secreter in your body !

Grab your keys and I'll sports meeting you down at the elevator car. We got ta go !

What have you got in these suitcases ? Rock ?"

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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 Sami meter. 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 thing over the last few years of our intimate exploits. When we get a certain quality or saturation in our titillating response, it is best to pause and take bank bill. Something important is always at our doorsill.

That find is one of the coolest aspect in our shared experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic induction, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a right indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this whole encounter with Mike and Kim flavour. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a pair so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"fate of our souls."

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

Tomorrow both of our guy rope would be gone for maybe a couple hebdomad 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 told me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those bags up to your elbow room. Ash, want to help me get the drinks ready ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's microphone's favorite. I'm more a Cuervo atomic number 79 gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak barrel aging. postponement ... let me estimate. 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 beneficial !"

"My goodness Ash. Same here. I can pledge a unit hurler of the stuff after a 100 ride ! waiting ... you said Jim bike ? Do you mean a wheel ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushes pedals.'I think he has 8 bike in the garage and is constantly buying and selling new ones. He's hooked up with a few professional bikers on eBay. They get a new motorcycle every yr through their sponsor and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new cycle, well ... one year old bikes but new to him.

Kim, sometimes I think he likes biking more than than sex ! Since he got into it years ago, he hardly golfs any more and even insists on having his current ‘ favorite ride'hanging on our bedroom wall. He says ...

‘ The optic geometry of the motorcycle does something of import to my brain before I go to sleep.'

He even pets it every time he goes by and call he can hear it mewl if he doesn't take it out. He's absolutely crazy about motorcycle. I've tried to do the drive 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 C ? A 100 land 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 trouble with Mike ! His melodic theme of a big day is hunting antiques in quaint little stores or estate gross sales or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ chooser !'Look around the theatre. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an oldtimer.

I'd rather spend the day riding my cycle 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 set ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more pin-up and amorous. Their patio table was as peculiar as their grand old house. I've never seen a 6 foot cross sectional slab cut off the trunk of a redwood tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed barque around the border. Set on a compounding real number limb pedestal, polished and coated with acrylic, it looked striking. 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 chummy and most succulent I've ever had. Jim commented ...

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

That smart ass gossip kinda made microphone and Kim choke on their solid food.

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

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

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to utter about Thomas More than just antiques and bike and we did.

After setting architectural plan and expectations for the coming workweek of Mike and Jim being away in Second Earl of Guilford FL ... the conversation went directly into sex, along with recounting the nighttime we had just shared, what made us laugh about it, what scared the crap out of us, and what the implications of our meeting each early might mean.

Eventually we had to hash out the vast"E. B. White elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's pipe dream about"encounter this tremendous couple, falling in love with them, and two yr later each of us having a new baby with each other's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to percentage a feeling it all might be coming true.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's storm excuse.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrassed and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you finally night. I know I'm a slight bit drunk right now, but looking back to terminal night I think I was a little"sex drunk"then too. It seems now a horrible matter 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 few years and I'm normally very good at reading people and unspoiled at tiptoeing around their psychological topic while never imposing on them. final stage Nox I more than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girl in love. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily understand, sort 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 excuse was needed, although it was a nice thing to learn from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the atmosphere at the tabular array. Fortunately Jim jumped in with words that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this modus vivendi for several years now and we are quite cognizant of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. live on 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 apologia is certainly needed for that.

As far as your dreams go, I understand why it all came out because we were all high gear as a kite in sex terminal night. I don't think you are telling us right now you don't believe them any more. I think the really doubt is if your dreaming are truly clairvoyant or not. I am starting to think they might be. I've mentation about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the improper couple, I mean if we were not the duo in your dreams, or if the ambition were cipher More than your imaginativeness during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during last evening and today, something would've ‘ gone southward'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 have it off bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each former's babies ... I can order you this. Ashley has had a fantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for days. I bet I've helped her to a hundred orgasms when the induction 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 fussy fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being usual 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 sire. I'll have to be honest. I need some time to adapt to that mind. The implications seem far and wide to me. But if Ashley's fancy was going to happen with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

I'm glad it's now all out in the out-of-doors and not some resident order of business you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe money plant is the creation to any relationship and especially when we are all about to venture on a journeying into intertwined relationships that few people ever think possible let alone attempt.

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

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and more than, 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 manpower as he had done during Jim's talking and continued through Kim's excited release. We just sat and watched our spouses in awe. It could not take in seemed more sacred to both of us than if a immense beam of twinkle had come out of the sky and engulfed Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a foresighted piece, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound sixth sense that would end up shaping our mutual relationships for days to come in ...

"If this is going to do work between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sense that mike and I will have as many potentiality issues as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the span of sexual submissiveness and have long since been well-heeled with you two having other lovers. The question is can you both handle the aspects of new sister ? Can you both learn to bonk each former, be sort to each other and be compassionate and understanding ?

And this might be even more of import ... Will you both fall in passion with each other on par with how you love us ? I think that's the but way this is going to work. It's going to boil down to choosing love and loving response vs choosing literary criticism and separation. If you two can supervise that, then we all might build a very special joint kinsperson.

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 debate this ...

We completely swap wives for 90 mean solar day and after that sentence we review our relationships and continue or adjust our agreement. But when I say swop, I mean really swap. Nothing make-believe. I want to sleep with Kim every nighttime. I want to answer to her exclusively, and her to me, for what we decide is crucial to us and how we spend our days 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 just and I suggest the same for both of you.

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

Realistically, it may be hard at metre. We may get feelings of green-eyed monster and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will have a dear idea if this is a simple illusion or something more divinely divine and energized.

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up calamitous to both of our wedding. We might decide to just get back with our married woman or ... we could end up leaving them to stay with each early's married woman ... and as"new couples"go our assort ways. Separation is a realistic outcome we must ruminate.

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

mike, by planning this 90 day separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of love with our spouses. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our matrimony. Ashley and I have had deal of tempting chances to leave our married couple and might accept if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love life and I sense the same is true for you two.

Mike ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some metre to concentrate on building a life with our new spouse, our second wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 years we can plan the following period of time, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

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

A year goes by somewhat fasting. That's why I believe we need to get right into it for the next 90 years and see if this can work."

There was really no discussion necessary. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the idea and knew I wanted microphone as a"husband"and not just a lover. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really ready for someone like me too. mike was everything Jim was not and frailty 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 yearning for somebody 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 true for both of them. I'm so glad for him. Kim is so much more his eccentric and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally have made me so green-eyed but there I was holding hired hand with the man of my dreams.

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

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

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The moment we closed our bedroom door I jumped in Jim's arms with my peg wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful old geezer bed replete with the obligatory close shave.

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

Besides the exorbitant idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"better-looking man of dash"... what made this time even more dissimilar was the aching flack in my bosom. It didn't take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually mysterious coming ! And other than my dearie blouse being ripped undefended, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my allow tit, 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 less time to get my back arched as high as it would go in another shattering long permanent coming ! I finally collapsed in a trousering 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 rightfulness boob and resolved that belief of"unfinished business"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my tertiary coming as I was arching my back again like a bucking bronc !

Now I was starting to palpate the aerobic effects of all this and perspiration was forming on my human face as Jim switched off my aright knocker, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my go out breast. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deeply orgasm.

This had never happened before. Normally a breast coming 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 ! suction my full tit yearner ... not just my nipples ! Everything inside just proceed getting more sensible !"

So he didn't stoppage and continued alternating bosom, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the other breast and that flavor of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each meter it got more vivid. Something unusual was happening with my dope. I started loosing count how many intense orgasms I had until everything went Shirley Temple Black.

I must 've passed out. That's happened only one meter before ... with a woman, when Gail was making lovemaking 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 sweat. We were both under the covers and Jim was spooning me while fast asleep. I don't think we ever made love. nookie ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't help him out.

I reached down and matt-up my panty. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my fingerbreadth inside them to finger my burning clit and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my finger's breadth in my rima oris like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't odour or taste like semen. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my panties while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his pecker but something inside told me not to. I was in a foreign orgasmic glow that was a slight staff vine. Somehow those climax seemed to allow a tone ending from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be Mike's"married woman"now for three calendar month and more than that, my lesbian position was surely going to come out with Kim.

Yea and more than than that ... What I was feeling at that minute had cipher to do with Jim, or maybe even Mike.

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my minds eye were Kim's beautiful orb. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of knocker at any of our gild. That might've made me a piffling covetous of Kim or even green-eyed except I knew those"two infant"were going to be mine all mine for the next brace weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own tit tingling and start to burn. So I reached up and started to undulate my mamilla, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This metre something really unusual happened ... my hand was all wet, as was the sheet of paper below my titmouse. How could that be potential ?

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

So there I was a new nursing woman with no sister of her own. Oh this is too good to be true ! Now all I could imagine of was little Poppy and nursing her in the first light.

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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 trot, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to break up her up and then walk her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a mamilla just like she had been doing that for calendar 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 xx instant. It was one of the most exquisite nursing I could commemorate having.

Yes, my Milk River started flowing. Both chest. Poppy went back and forth between the two several times. And yes, each clock time I had another orgasm, not"bed rocking"types like final Nox, but still terrific. 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 fight over who gets to nurse her.

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

"Ashley ... that was the most beautiful affair I've ever witnessed ! How many prison term did you cum for goodness interest ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the good part ! Guess what came in finish nighttime ! My milk ! I woke up in the middle of the night with my titty on fervidness and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my paw and the rag. I don't hump how this is potential but they were pretty full of milk this first light. Look at her ! She's sound asleep and slaked !"

"Go put her down and then and come over here. As penalisation for stealing my baby, you have to aid me out ! My knocker are bursting at the crease !"

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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 comforter. It was a bit extortionate 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 upright. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our back talk. There a do-or-die feeling about Kim. She's was clearly set 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 couple weeks !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my forefront 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 nice, odoriferous, and a picayune thinner than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was skillful ! Kim's milk was sweeter than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was athirst so I wasted no time devouring her chest.

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 tit first and then the nipple, I could get her Milk to squirt pretty hard and not just trickle into my mouth. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of course this acute boob action at law had Kim's back arched off the sheets too. I guess we have one thing in rough-cut. We both cum pretty blame easily with only our nipples in action.

Oh how I love the tactile sensation of an orgasm rippling through individual's body as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a woman. And that forenoon with Kim, it seemed she had"three clit"with her nipples this tender. Her tits left my mind spinning with sentiment of how we would eventually make honey to each early.

I drained her right breast in forgetful lodge and moved to her left hand doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful glowing about her and it made me realize why Jim was so taken by her peach. I started to pass up to kiss her again when she said ...

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

So I did and this time, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperienced adolescent. I made love life to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty mammilla 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 product line that can be crossed when a woman makes love to a woman. Now I've played with daughter. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few clits to an coming. But at a club that is all playful. It's not real and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his wife.

This was very different. I was really making dear ... to a cleaning lady. No man was involved and I touched for the number one time what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a different someone. In those bit I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the effect of being lesbian. You just want this woman all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sense of style ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a trap or maybe beneficial ... a vortex I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to jib. All I knew in that second was, I loved those new feelings.

Maybe it was the Milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a long forgotten time when I was a child and I loved nursed my mom. But I now understood why some guy love lactating woman !

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 grin on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my Milk River came in last night ! It's all your fault the way you abused my titty ! too soon this morning I was leaking foremilk all over the sheets 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 breasts were full and aching, and little Poppy's breadbasket was broad of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her poor, terrific pinhead ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a good kickoff. Two breast feeding ma ! How convenient is that going to be !"said my teasing husband.

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

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

nooky ! Fuck ! Fuck !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my arms to give suck and make love all day ! We may not be spending a good deal time out of bed !

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It's just the three of us now. And I'm thinking ... Who needs hombre anyway when the future few week seem so romanticist in this gorgeous household ... the theater that is starting to feel like mine !

Wow. Holy shit ! This house mighty be mine !

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