Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the grand tour of duty of the rest of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an hr outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our boozing on the sharpness of the pool with our groundwork dangling in the ardent water. I didn't want to leave. But if we were going to drop the night, we needed to get home plate and pack for Jim's trip to N Florida and my stay with Kim. Mike got us out the door with the promise of the best steaks we have ever had if we got back in time for dinner. He claimed he had some"Nipponese steaks"that were better than any in the entire freaking reality !

"Best in the entirely world ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased Mike. He and Jim just rolled their middle and Kim covered her rima oris and conveniently turned away.

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

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wellspring ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our home base and that gave us some needed time 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 careful. He's chief over cad 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 mob isn't what's grabbing him right now and it's because of you. I'm serious Ash. He's got it bad !"

"Jim, no one has affected me like microphone since we got involved with Alex. I didn't public lecture to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to leave you and marry him. It was at to the lowest degree a fun estimate to fiddle with. But microphone has triggered those old tone, feelings I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a hale crowd. I have no problem thinking about spending a lot of sentence 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 sour out between the four of us. The idea of actually planning on getting pregnant 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 source 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 question or is she too psycho for ya ?"

"She is a bit ‘ out there'with those dreams. I'm not really indisputable how I feel about all that yet and considering how much you and I have played with the fancy 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 lady 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 thoughts or making these form of decisions. We are talking life long consequence when we talk about babies."

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

I didn't just play with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with most of the guys I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and make me a child"always got me and him"over the top."The more I used that, the stronger my sexual climax 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 climax until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would prevent you sooooo long"on the boundary"by talking about letting some hot guy we might assemble knock me up !

Remember how I would always key out that guy as more handsome than you or sassy than you and how I wanted my new baby to have a cock as Brobdingnagian as his and not as flyspeck as yours ?

Remember how I would describe that infant as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY infant could even end up being a pro athlete if I chose a bulky rivet instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would puff you around clubs while I graded the individual guys as possible Church Father ?

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

For instance ... You must've realized what I was doing when I started making you go down on my twat after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely nurse me clean. commemorate 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 meter I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right wing on the 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 hard you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to realize you eat strange cum out of me as often as potential. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. recollect how many clip after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your cock, you would groan and shake and flash your cum so hard it would go way over your nous and run down the bed headboard ?

Admit it Jim. It isn't"just me fucking person"that gets to you. It's his cum in my snatch. Cum is n't just some gooie essence to you. It's freaking alert ! It has a power to make a infant inside me. That's why the illusion 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 anovulant ! And how I was going to sleep with every guy with"eight inches"or more at the night club and you were going to have to watch me conceive MY next tike ! I didn't tell you it wasn't true. I needed you to trust I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those guys. I wanted to see if you could baffle that line about person else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to consider another man's baby !

Remember how turned on you were watching me bonk ... What was it, four guy rope ? Remember how aroused 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 grueling you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were sorcerous prison term for both of us Jim. The sound clock time among so many wonderful times ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the interesting changes that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each other to unbelievable meridian. Did you even think we could subscribe this particular ‘ new baby thing'to the verge of so many climax without the factual experience creating ?"

"Yea I know Ash. I worried about that more often than you know after we came down from those high. You wanting to get fraught 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 char and yet here we are.

Kim, BEAUTIFUL Kim, is yours now. It's not just me and gorgeous microphone. There's a nice balance 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 prosperous guy !

She had her dreams for nine calendar month. We had our fantasies for a few twelvemonth. What's the big difference between an intense dream or vivid fantasy ? 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 womb-to-tomb married person facing all of spirit's challenges together, traveling together, building affair together, proving our love life to each other year after class ... until ‘ death do us contribution ?'

Can you imagine how much more than interesting life history 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 phantasy and so many mass. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for dearest. I'm ready for a new baby !"

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We rode the repose of the way home plate without speaking a good deal. I knew I had just stirred up a unanimous cluster in Jim but there was also so much inside me to recall about.

Like ... Why I"have it away being in sexual love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can make some problems ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to live my life sentence any early way. There was no possession, no house, no car, no vacation, no adventure, no accolade or sense of emplacement or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that tender intoxicating tone of falling in love with someone new and enjoying their fellowship. Our life style has allowed me to do that many times and from that full point of view, I may be the luckiest woman in the world !

Trusting someone, even someone you love, is an entirely different matter. Trust is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this unhurt matter with mike and Kim is going to strike some time for trust to emerge.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such impregnable emotions for mike and almost as much for his incredibly lovely married woman and this new contain sister, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three people, and a fellowship no less ! All I know is these feelings are much deeper than usual. They are intuitive. I feel them in my gut like a quivering in sync with something on a lots grander ordered series than I can conceive of.

Same is avowedly for the sexual side with Mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my breasts. They started out feeling on fire 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 ... seed in here. take care at my knocker. Do they look different to you ?"

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

Babe ... are you trying to get me surd ? I don't think we have time and I'm tellin ya. My cock is still tender from final night !"

"No seriously. Come over here and experience them. Do they seem thick-skulled than usual ? Here. Put your hands underneath and lift them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A piffling harder. sense that duncish spot rightfield in the center ? 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 late for dinner party at their house. mike said he was putting the steaks on at 7:30 and not to be late. That leaves us less than 30 minutes to get there. I'm packed and already possess my bags 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 dummy !"

"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 nurse it ... and on top of all that, falling in love with a new guy ! Your hormones have to be raging. That's got to send a jerk to every secretor in your body !

snap your cay and I'll meet you down at the machine. 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 metre. My intellection are all over the map just like they always are when it comes to bonk and sex.

However ... Jim and I have learned one matter over the last few yr of our sexual effort. When we get a certain quality or intensity in our erotic reception, it is best to pause and choose Federal Reserve note. Something important is always at our doorstep.

That discovery is one of the cool aspects in our shared experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic gun trigger, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a ripe indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this whole coming upon with microphone and Kim spirit. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a couple so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"destiny 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 6th pad inside my panties that day and was pretty sure it would also be soaked soon.

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

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"semen on in you two. microphone is out back and just told me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those bags up to your way. Ash, want to facilitate me get the beverage set up ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's microphone's favorite. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak gun barrel aging. hold ... let me guess. 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. Sami here. I can drink a whole pitcher of the stuff after a century drive ! hold ... you said Jim cycle ? Do you mean a wheel ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ pushes pedals.'I think he has 8 bike in the service department and is constantly buying and selling new ace. He's hooked up with a few professional bikers on eBay. They get a new wheel every year through their sponsor and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new bicycle, well ... one year old motorcycle 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 ‘ pet ride'hanging on our bedroom rampart. He says ...

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

He even pets it every time he goes by and title he can hear it whimper if he doesn't take it out. He's absolutely crazy about bike. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a twosome expensive 1. It's just not me."

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

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

"Oh my gawd Ash ! This keeps getting better and better. I have the Same problem with mike ! His idea of a great day is hunting antiques in quaint little depot or estate sales agreement or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ selector !'Look around the household. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an antique.

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

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

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"young lady ... Steaks are done. drinking ready ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more pin-up and romantic. Their patio table was as peculiar as their grand old house. I've never seen a 6 foot hybridisation sectional slab cut off the torso of a redwood Tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the edges. Set on a combination real limb stand, polished and coated with acrylic paint, it looked spectacular. microphone said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

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

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

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

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to fade in my mouthpiece ! I guess I'll just birth to get used to Mike's sense of dash and budget.

I might feature added a squeamish bottle or two of red vino instead of our pitcherful but it was really intimate session by myself following 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 unlike proclivities and we all ended up well lubricated by the prison term the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thought process we had to talk about more than just antique and bicycle and we did.

After setting plans and expected value for the coming calendar week of microphone and Jim being away in North 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 entailment of our meeting each other might stand for.

Eventually we had to discuss the Brobdingnagian"Caucasian elephant"in the room ... Which was Kim's aspiration about"merging this marvellous distich, falling in love with them, and two year later each of us having a new baby with each other's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a feeling it all might be coming true.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am chagrined and sorry about blurting out my aspiration to you last Night. I know I'm a little bit intoxicated right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a trivial"sex wino"then too. It seems now a horrifying thing to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundred of hoi polloi on my tours over the last few years and I'm normally very honest at reading people and good at tiptoeing around their psychological upshot while never imposing on them. terminal Nox I More than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged missy in love. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily see, form and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

I was a bit confused when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apologia was needed, although it was a nice affair to hear from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the standard pressure at the mesa. Fortunately Jim jumped in with word of honor that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this life style for several years now and we are quite mindful of how conversations and confessions come out while we are erotically charged. Last 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 touch sensation seem mutual at this table ... no excuse is certainly needed for that.

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

If we were the faulty couple, I mean if we were not the duo in your dreaming, or if the pipe dream were null to a greater extent than your imaginations during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during terminal even and today, something would've ‘ gone S'or at to the lowest degree as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the contrary has occurred. We all felt an vivid attraction to each former and then sharing the birth of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It jazz bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each early's infant ... I can tell you this. Ashley has had a fantasy about about getting impregnated by another man for years. I bet I've helped her to a hundred coming when the initiation 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 illusion worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being common in the bunch 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 aspiration.

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping Father-God. I'll have to be true. I need some time to aline to that idea. The entailment seem far and wide of the mark to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

I'm beaming it's now all out in the open and not some resident physician agenda you and microphone were hiding from us. I believe silver dollar is the foundation to any relationship and especially when we are all about to embark on a journey into intertwined relationships that few people ever think potential let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in ways that are way beyond my consistent idea. I'm gladiola microphone and I are leaving for a couple hebdomad. That should give us all some clip to cool down down and see if the feelings we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all know better what's really genuine ... when we get back."

By the fourth dimension Jim was done speaking all that and More, Kim was openly sobbing and continued doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the arc matching sequoia workbench to facial expression and firmly hug her. mike was holding both my hands as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional going. We just sat and watched our spouses in awe. It could not get seemed more sacred to both of us than if a Brobdingnagian beam of light of light had come out of the sky and engross Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a hanker while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most wakeless brainstorm that would end up shaping our mutual relationship for years to descend ...

"If this is going to work between the four us, it will bulge or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sense that microphone and I will have as many potential upshot 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 comfy with you two having other lovers. The query is can you both handle the vista of new baby ? Can you both learn to do it each early, be form to each early and be compassionate and sympathise ?

And this might be even more crucial ... Will you both fall in erotic love with each early on par with how you love us ? I think that's the only way this is going to work. It's going to boil down to choosing love and loving responses vs choosing unfavorable judgment and separation. If you two can manage that, then we all might build a very special joint family.

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

We completely swap married woman for 90 days and after that clip we review our relationships and continue or set our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really swop. Nothing make-believe. I want to sleep with Kim every Nox. I want to suffice to her simply, and her to me, for what we decide is important to us and how we spend our days just as if we were married and monogamous.

If we can dress at least some poor honeymoon together while dealing with this new child, all the proficient and I suggest the Saame for both of you.

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

Realistically, it may be hard at times. We may get belief of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each other. But hopefully, after all that, we will have a bettor estimation if this is a simple illusion or something more divinely exhort and energized.

We need to bring in going in to this that it could end up fateful to both of our union. We might adjudicate to just get back with our wives or ... we could end up leaving them to stay put with each other's wife ... and as"new couples"go our freestanding ways. interval is a realistic outcome we must contemplate.

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

Mike, by planning this 90 day legal separation, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of love life with our partner. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our wedding. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting chances to lead our union and might take if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our lovemaking and I sense the same is true for you two.

microphone ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to concentrate on building a life history 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 twenty-four hours we can contrive the adjacent menstruum of time, maybe another 90 mean solar day or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's aspiration to be true, a little over a year from now I'm going to birth impregnated ner with a new baby, as you will get with Ash. That's hoot heavy for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this demented thing could also be incredibly like an Utopia of love life.

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

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

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also admittedly 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 make 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 find out what was going to work or not knead ... sooner than later.

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

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The moment we closed our bedroom door I jumped in Jim's branch with my legs wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my arse and walked me over to our beautiful old-timer bed satiate with the obligatory close shave.

I can't think of the lowest fourth dimension we so passionately attacked each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it give causing release to fly and releasing the strawman hold of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my right breast beating and sucking my nipple and then sucking as a lot of my boob into his mouth as potential while tonguing my nipple. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my breast as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"good-looking man of style"... what made this time even more unlike was the aching fire in my boobs. It didn't take but a few minutes and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm ! And former than my preferred blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my left titty, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of heat. Well that breast had been aching more than the right field and it took him even LE time to get my back arched as gamy as it would go in another shattering long hold up coming ! I finally collapsed in a heaving fit !

"Oh you rocking hot macho-man, I said laughing. You aren't thinking about me ! You are pretending you are about to fuck Kim aren't ya ?"

Jim didn't answer. He only went back to my right breast and resolved that feeling of"unfinished line of work"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my 3rd orgasm as I was arching my back again like a bucking broncho !

Now I was starting to feel the aerophilous effects of all this and perspiration was forming on my aspect as Jim switched off my flop breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left white meat. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deep orgasm.

This had never happened before. Normally a chest orgasm is rather light and leaves me longing for a oral fissure on my clitoris. Not this time. All I heard myself saying was ...

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

So he didn't stop and continued alternating boob, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the early breast and that smell of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each fourth dimension it got more intense. Something strange was happening with my dope. I started loosing count how many intense sexual climax I had until everything went smutty.

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

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

I reached down and felt my scanty. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my digit inside them to experience my burning clit and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingers in my sassing like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell or mouthful 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 rooster but something inside told me not to. I was in a strange orgasmic glow that was a small bittersweet. Somehow those orgasms seemed to grant a release from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be microphone's"wife"now for three month and Sir Thomas More than that, my lesbian slope was surely going to emerge with Kim.

Yea and to a greater extent than that ... What I was feeling at that here and now had goose egg to do with Jim, or maybe even Mike.

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

Just thinking about that made my own boob tingle and pop to burn. So I reached up and started to roll my teat, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another orgasm. This time something really unusual happened ... my script was all wet, as was the tabloid below my tits. How could that be possible ?

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

So there I was a new breast feeding woman with no baby of her own. Oh this is too good to be dead on target ! Now all I could guess of was piddling Poppy and nursing her in the break of the day.

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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 room and found her dissolute asleep. As I walked over to that immense trot, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so endearing. I had to pick her up and then walk her over to their old rocking chair. Immediately Poppy was searching for a nipple just like she had been doing that for workweek and since I was nude, except for my still moist scanty, it was gentle for her to witness one. We rocked like that for at least twenty minutes. It was one of the most keen nursing I could recall having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both tit. Poppy went back and Forth River between the two respective times. And yes, each clip I had another orgasm, 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 tiddler. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably struggle over who gets to breastfeed her.

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

"Ashley ... that was the most beautiful affair I've ever witnessed ! How many clock time did you cum for goodness sake ?"

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the adept part ! guessing what came in last night ! My milk ! I woke up in the middle of the Nox with my bosom on fire and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my deal and the canvas. I don't know how this is possible but they were pretty full phase of the moon of Milk this morning. Look at her ! She's sound asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her Down and then and come over here. As penalty for stealing my baby, you have to help me out ! My breast are bursting at the bed !"

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wellspring ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her head and stuck my lingua 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 traumatise myself. Golly this gal can French snog ! And I thought I was dear. We grabbed each early's head and mashed our mouth. There a desperate feeling about Kim. She's was clearly ready for it, clearly more know kissing a woman than I was. I loved it ! I remember thinking while our clapper swirled ...

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

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my top dog down to her breasts and literally forced me to embark on nursing her.

I've tasted my own milk before and have always found it to be prissy, sweet, and a little thinner than cow's milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was skillful ! Kim's milk was angelical than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was thirsty so I wasted no metre devouring her breasts.

Here's the thing I learned right away. If I sucked her nipple and ring of color just right, kind of like Jim always does with a combination of sucking the boob first and then the mammilla, I could get her milk to force out pretty heavily and not just dribble into my mouth. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

Of grade this vivid breast action had Kim's back arched off the tack too. I guess we have one thing in park. We both cum pretty imprecate easily with only our teat in action.

Oh how I love the feeling of an orgasm rippling through someone's eubstance as I'm loving on them. It's really good with a guy but great with a charwoman. And that aurora with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her mammilla this sore. Her pap left my mind spinning with thought process of how we would eventually wee love to each other.

I drained her right white meat in short order and moved to her left doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful gleaming about her and it made me actualize why Jim was so taken by her dish. I started to achieve up to kiss her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't stop. That was one of the most howling sensations I've ever had. There's still more Milk there. I can sense it. Just go slower."

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

I wish I knew how to name what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a line of credit that can be crossed when a charwoman makes love to a woman. Now I've played with female child. I've sucked a few kitty-cat and worked a few clits to an sexual climax. 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 married woman.

This was very different. I was really making love ... to a char. No man was involved and I touched for the first meter what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt innocent and like I would forever be a different person. In those instant I wanted Kim for myself.

I think that is the essence of being Lesbian. You just want this woman all for yourself, forever. You want her beauty, her sex, her personality, her sense of way ... you want to be with her all the fourth dimension. It's a hole or maybe better ... a whirl 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 tactile sensation.

Maybe it was the Milk River. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a long forgotten time when I was a babe and I loved harbour my mom. But I now understood why some guys love lactating women !

I don't know how hanker 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 microphone with huge smiling on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to believe this but my Milk came in last night ! It's all your demerit the way you abused my boob ! ahead of time this morning I was leaking foremilk all over the shroud and this sunup 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 bosom were full and aching, and little Poppy's breadbasket was replete of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me debilitate her wretched, terrific breast ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a well start. Two breast feeding moms ! 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 have 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 call you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

piece of tail ! Fuck ! Fuck !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my arms to suck and roll in the hay all day ! We may not be spending lots time out of bed !

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It's just the three of us now. And I'm thinking ... Who needs guys anyway when the side by side few weeks seem so romantic in this gorgeous menage ... the household that is starting to experience like mine !

Wow. holy place Irish bull ! This planetary house mighty be mine !

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