Picking up from Story # 3 ...

After getting the grand enlistment of the relaxation of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an hour outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our drinks on the edge of the kitty with our feet dangling in the warmly piss. I didn't want to leave. But if we were going to expend the Night, we needed to get dwelling house and pack for Jim's head trip to N Sunshine State and my stay with Kim. microphone 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"Japanese steaks"that were better than any in the entire freaking human race !

"Best in the totally humankind ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased Mike. 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 people. Teasing and being teased, with all of us making hurt if not smart ass input ! This whole weekend might have turned out so differently if we hadn't been so slack up around them. It felt like we had been acquaintance for geezerhood.

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wellspring ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our plate 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 mind over dog about you and for a guy who has just had a new babe with such a beautiful wife ... his emotions seem largely with you. The new kinsfolk 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 public lecture to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to leave you and marry him. It was at least a fun thought to play with. But Mike has triggered those old feelings, feelings I thought were gone.

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

I really do want to have another babe and I'm thinking more and more everything could puzzle out out between the four of us. The idea of actually planning on getting pregnant with microphone, you know ... deliberately fucking him on the optimal day ... maybe filming it with you and Kim by my side watching it all, and feeling his seed going up in my cervix reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how 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 trusted how I feel about all that yet and considering how a lot you and I have played with the fantasy of having another kid with a new guy, you must substantiate, this is no longer a phantasy. This is real, Ash.

As far as how I FEEL about her ... Kim is intoxicating to me like no former woman I've been with. When she gets me going, hell yes I want to knock her up !

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those form of mentation or making these kind of decision. 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 clip we got hot and bothered over that very estimate ? But the fervour of someone fucking me without a rubber so his cum is allowed up my cervix uteri, that never went away.

I didn't just play with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with about 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 orgasm got !

I know that fantasy stayed hot for you too. Why was that ? Because you love playing the cuckolding plot 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 babe ! That always worked.

Remember how it started ? How many times did I deny you an sexual climax 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 receive strike hard me up !

Remember how I would always describe that guy as more handsome than you or fresh than you and how I wanted my new baby to throw a rooster as immense as his and not as diminutive as yours ?

Remember how I would discover 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 instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around clubs while I graded the single guys as possible fathers ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those affair 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 places 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 pussy after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely suck in me clean. Remember how that would always get you hard again ? What would I then do ? I would always suck in you off ! I did that because I loved you so much.

Remember the showtime time I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right wing on the toughie of his car, in our drive, with the headlights on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my legs and I made you clean me up with your knife ? Remember how surd you came after all that ?

By myself, I couldn't get you that hot ! That's why I decided to gain you eat strange cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. recall how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your cock, you would groan and shake up and shoot 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 individual"that gets to you. It's his cum in my pussy. Cum is n't just some gooie substance to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a power to cause a sister inside me. That's why the fantasy never got old for either of us.

And I don't think you've ever gotten so senior high school as the time I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the pill ! And how I was going to roll in the hay every guy with"eight inches"or more at the club and you were going to let to watch me conceive MY next kid ! I didn't tell you it wasn't straight. I needed you to believe I had really stopped taking the pill when I fucked those guy wire. I wanted to see if you could baffle that logical argument about person else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to conceive another man's child !

Remember how turned on you were watching me fuck ... What was it, four guy rope ? Remember how worked up you were licking me houseclean each prison term afterwards ? Remember how I wouldn't allow you to cum until the end of the weekend ? And how by then your ballock were all swollen ... And how hard you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were wizard times for both of us Jim. The best times among so many rattling sentence ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the interesting changes that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each early to incredible heights. Did you even think we could fill this fussy ‘ new child thing'to the brink of so many climaxes 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 meaning was always hot. But ..."

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

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

She had her dreams for nine months. We had our fancy for a few years. What's the big difference between an intense aspiration or intense fancy ? Could you even imagine a full brace to do this with ?

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

Can you imagine how much more interest lifetime will be with them and our mutual kids at our sides ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many fancy and so many masses. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for love life. I'm ready for a new sister !"

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We rode the rest of the way domicile without speaking much. I knew I had just stirred up a whole bunch in Jim but there was also so a great deal inside me to consider about.

Like ... Why I"eff being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some trouble ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to experience my lifespan any other way. There was no ownership, no firm, no car, no holiday, no adventure, no award or sense of position or powerfulness that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating belief of falling in honey with individual new and enjoying their company. Our lifestyle has allowed me to do that many times and from that period of view, I may be the prosperous woman in the macrocosm !

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

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such secure 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 the great unwashed, and a family no less ! All I know is these touch sensation are much mysterious than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a trembling in sync with something on a often grander scale than I can think.

Same is dependable for the sexual side with mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something sober going on with my breasts. They started out feeling on firing in the hospital but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that climax with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my apparel to move in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... semen in here. Look at my white meat. Do they bet dissimilar to you ?"

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

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

"No seriously. total over here and feel them. Do they seem thicker than common ? Here. Put your hands underneath and filch them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A piffling harder. find that thick spot rightfield in the middle ? It's so sensitive there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel corking ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be former for dinner at their house. Mike said he was putting the steaks on at 7:30 and not to be late. That leaves us to a lesser extent than 30 minutes to get there. I'm backpack and already have my bag in my car. How about you ?"

"I'm packed. Could you get hold of 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 suckle it ... and on top of all that, falling in love with a new guy ! Your endocrine have to be raging. That's got to institutionalize a jolt to every secreter in your consistency !

snatch your keys and I'll meet you down at the railway car. We got ta go !

What have you got in these travelling bag ? Rocks ?"

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So here it is. I'm moving in ! It all seems so flaky if not risky and yet so natural, all at the same fourth dimension. My thoughts are all over the map just like they always are when it comes to love and sex.

However ... Jim and I have learned one matter over the last few years of our sexual exploits. When we get a certain quality or intensity in our titillating response, it is best to pause and take note. Something important is always at our threshold.

That discovery is one of the coolheaded aspects in our share experiences. Great desire, not just the normal titillating triggers, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a good index number of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this whole encounter with Mike and Kim feels. 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"fortune of our souls."

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

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

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"Come on in you two. Mike is out back and just say me he put the steaks on when he heard you pull up. Jim, go ahead and take all those bags up to your 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 Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak barrel aging. wait ... 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 unspoilt !"

"My good Ash. Lapp here. I can drink a totally pitcher of the stuff after a one C ride ! postponement ... you said Jim motorcycle ? Do you entail a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ thrust pedals.'I think he has 8 bicycles in the service department and is constantly buying and selling new unity. He's hooked up with a few professional person bikers on eBay. They get a new motorcycle every year through their sponsor and then automatically deal their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new bikes, well ... one year old bike 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 flow ‘ favorite ride'hanging on our bedroom wall. He says ...

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

He even pets it every fourth dimension he goes by and claim he can get a line it whimper if he doesn't convey it out. He's absolutely crazy about bikes. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a couple expensive I. It's just not me."

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

"Kim ... all the meter ! and that makes him gone nigh 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 Saame job with microphone ! His thought of a great day is hunting antiques in old-time niggling stores or estate sales or old farm houses. He's got an eye for it. He's a ‘ selector !'Look around the house. Nearly everything we once had has been upgraded by an old-timer.

I'd rather spend the day riding my motorcycle 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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"missy ... Steaks are done. boozing ready ? Jim and I are athirst !"

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

The meal we shared couldn't have been more cover girl and amatory. Their patio table was as special as their princely old firm. I've never seen a 6 foot cross sectional slab cut off the bole of a redwood Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree and used for a tabularize top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed barque around the sharpness. Set on a combination real limb pedestal, polished and coated with acrylate resin, it looked salient. Mike said, he had counted over 600 gang in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The barbecued asparagus, zucchini, bell peppercorn were perfectly done, along with grilled mushroom-shaped cloud and sauce over quinoa, and those"Japanese steaks"... They were definitely the wooden-headed and most succulent I've ever had. Jim commented ...

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

That overbold ass comment kinda made Mike and Kim choke on their food for thought.

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to melt in my rima oris ! I guess I'll just have to get used to Mike's sense of mode and budget.

I might sustain added a nice nursing bottle or two of red vino instead of our pitcher but it was really intimate posing by myself next 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 former about our different proclivities and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the repast was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thinking we had to talk about more than than just antiques and wheel and we did.

After setting plans and arithmetic mean for the coming weeks of Mike and Jim being away in Frederick 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 dogshit out of us, and what the implications of our meeting each other might signify.

Eventually we had to talk about the huge"bloodless elephant"in the elbow room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"encounter this wonderful couple, falling in love with them, and two twelvemonth later each of us having a new sister with each other's spouse."As looney as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a feeling it all might be coming straight.

The whole conversation shifted with Kim's surprising apology.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrassed and sorry about blurting out my ambition to you last night. I know I'm a little bit drunk right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a trivial"sex drunk"then too. It seems now a ugly affair to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundreds of mass on my go over the final few yr and I'm normally very secure at reading citizenry and good at tiptoeing around their psychological issues while never imposing on them. conclusion nighttime 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 discernment, kind and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

I was a bit confused when Kim said that. I didn't expect nor think an apology was needed, although it was a nice matter to hear from this new mother. However it totally sobered up the air at the board. Fortunately Jim jumped in with lyric that made me proud of him.

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this lifestyle for several days 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 modus vivendi. It certainly matched anything Ash and I have ever shared. I sense those opinion seem common at this mesa ... no apology is certainly needed for that.

As far as your dreaming 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 question is if your dream are truly second-sighted or not. I am starting to conceive they might be. I've thought about that all day and this is what I've come up with.

If we were the wrong couple, I mean if we were not the couple in your ambition, or if the dreams were nix more than your imaging during your gestation, then don't you think that sometime during last eventide and today, something would've ‘ gone South'or at least as you just said, ‘ scared us off'? Instead, the opposite has occurred. We all felt an intense attraction to each early and then sharing the parentage of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It love bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each former's baby ... I can separate you this. Ashley has had a illusion about about getting impregnated by another man for age. 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 particular illusion worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being vernacular in the crowds we've played with.

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

You and microphone and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping fathers. I'll have to be reliable. I need some time to adjust to that melodic theme. The implications seem far and widely to me. But if Ashley's fantasy was going to happen with anyone I would need it to be with you two.

I'm glad it's now all out in the open and not some resident physician order of business you and mike were hiding from us. I believe honestness is the origination to any kinship and especially when we are all about to ship on a journey into intertwined relationships that few masses ever think possible let alone attempt.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in lovemaking with you in manner that are way beyond my logical judgement. I'm gladiola Mike and I are leaving for a couple weeks. That should give us all some meter to cool down and see if the feelings we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all jazz better what's really actual ... when we get back."

By the time Jim was done speaking all that and More, Kim was openly sobbing and bear on doing so until Jim flipped his leg over the veer matching redwood work bench to face and firmly hug her. microphone was holding both my work force as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's aroused press release. We just sat and watched our spouses in awe. It could not have seemed more than sanctified to both of us than if a huge ray of ignitor 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 fundamental insight that would end up shaping our mutual relationships for years to come ...

"If this is going to make between the four us, it will get down or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't mother wit that mike and I will have as many possible number 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 early lovers. The interrogative is can you both handle the prospect of new babies ? Can you both learn to bang each other, be kind to each other and be compassionate and reason ?

And this might be even more important ... Will you both fall in love with each early on par with how you love us ? I think that's the only way this is going to sour. It's going to moil down to choosing love and loving answer vs choosing criticisms and breakup. If you two can manage that, then we all might work up a very special joint crime syndicate.

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

We completely swap wives for 90 twenty-four hours and after that sentence we review our relationships and continue or adapt our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really switch. Nothing pretend. I want to sleep with Kim every Night. I want to suffice to her exclusively, 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 format at least some short honeymoon together while dealing with this new baby, all the meliorate and I suggest the same for both of you.

I don't think we should even mean about swapping back until that 90 twenty-four hours 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 impression of jealousy and even get totally pissed with each former. But hopefully, after all that, we will have a amend musical theme if this is a bare phantasy or something more divinely prompt and energized.

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

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

mike, by planning this 90 day breakup, I'm not proposing we forget or fall out of erotic love with our mate. Nor am I very afraid this will indeed end our spousal relationship. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting hazard to leave our marriage and might have if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our love and I sense the same is avowedly for you two.

microphone ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we take some time to concentrate on building a lifetime with our new better half, our second wife, and if that works for both of us, actually works for all four of us, then at the end of 90 Day we can plan the following full point of time, maybe another 90 days or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's dreams to be on-key, a little over a year from now I'm going to have impregnated ner with a new baby, as you will have with Ash. That's shit gravid for me to think about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this looney thing could also be incredibly like an utopia of love.

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

There was really no discussion necessary. We all knew Jim was right. I liked the thought and knew I wanted mike as a"husband"and not just a buff. After talking with him tonight I could feel he was really ready for somebody like me too. mike was everything Jim was not and vice versa was equally true. It's not like I was done with Jim or wanted to leave him ... definitely not that. There was just a yearning for mortal 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 unfeigned 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 have made me so jealous but there I was holding hand with the man of my dreaming.

I think we all agreed it would be best to detect out what was going to act or not mold ... preferably than later.

I ended the eventide by standing up from the tabular array saying ..."Ok but I'm claiming THIS hubby 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 smooth. prison term to tick 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 limb with my wooden leg wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful antique bed replete with the obligatory squeaks.

I can't think the finis time we so passionately attacked each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it open causing clit to fly and releasing the figurehead clasp of my bra. His sass was immediately on my in good order breast licking and sucking my tit and then sucking as much of my boob into his mouth as possible while tonguing my mamilla. He's got that proficiency down. No one has ever sucked my titty as well as Jim.

Besides the extortionate idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"bighearted 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 sexual climax ! And other than my deary 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 knocker had been aching more than the right and it took him even LE fourth dimension to get my back arched as mellow as it would go in another shattering long lasting orgasm ! 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 response. He only went back to my good knocker and resolved that feeling of"unfinished business sector"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 palpate the aerophilous result of all this and sweat was forming on my case as Jim switched off my properly breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left knocker. That too sent me rocking in another unusually deep orgasm.

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

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

So he didn't stop and continued alternating breast, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the former breast and that feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each metre it got more intense. Something strange was happening with my dope. I started loosing numeration how many intense orgasms I had until everything went ignominious.

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

I woke up in the middle of the Night. My dress were off. My hairsbreadth was all wet which must've been from the exertion. We were both under the screening and Jim was spooning me while fast at rest. I don't think we ever made passion. screw ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't service him out.

I reached down and felt my panties. They were still on but were as soaked as if I had wet myself. I put my fingers inside them to feel my burning clit and in only a few strokes I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my digit in my mouth like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell or taste like seminal fluid. Nope. Jim had not gotten into my panty while I was out.

I might've woken him up by rolling over and sucking his cock but something inside told me not to. I was in a unusual orgasmic freshness that was a footling bittersweet. Somehow those sexual climax seemed to accord a sack from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be microphone's"wife"now for three calendar month and more than that, my lesbian side was surely going to issue with Kim.

Yea and more than than that ... What I was feeling at that instant had naught 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 beauty in any set of chest at any of our clubs. 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 adjacent couple weeks.

Just thinking about that made my own boobs tingle and start out to incinerate. So I reached up and started to roll my nipples, one and then the former, until I stiffened in another coming. This time something really strange happened ... my hand was all wet, as was the sheet below my teat. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my fingerbreadth in my mouth and immediately recognized the tasting. 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 nursing fair sex with no baby of her own. Oh this is too good to be true ! Now all I could think of was little Poppy and nursing her in the morning.

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Jim was up before I was, but woke me as he dressed and went downstairs for breakfast with mike. So I snuck in Kim's elbow room and found her riotous asleep. As I walked over to that immense crib, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so adorable. I had to peck her up and then walk her over to their old cradle. Immediately Poppy was searching for a tit just like she had been doing that for week and since I was nude, except for my still moist step-in, it was easy for her to find one. We rocked like that for at to the lowest degree twenty second. It was one of the most exquisite nursings I could remember having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both breasts. Poppy went back and forth between the two various clip. And yes, each metre I had another coming, 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 fry. 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 center, I saw Kim sitting up in the bed smiling at me.

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

"I lost count, Kim. But that's not the expert region ! guess what came in go night ! My milk ! I woke up in the middle of the nighttime with my breast on fire and as I was starting to fine-tune them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my hired man and the weather sheet. I don't cognize how this is possible but they were pretty full of milk this cockcrow. Look at her ! She's sound asleep and satisfied !"

"Go put her pile and then and hail over here. As punishment for stealing my baby, you have to avail me out ! My chest are bursting at the seams !"

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

"We are going to do this a lot these succeeding couple workweek !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my psyche 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 gracious, sweet, and a trivial thinner than cow's Milk. But never have I gotten it straight from a mamilla. Oh this was nice ! Kim's milk was odorous than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was thirsty so I wasted no time devouring her breasts.

Here's the thing I learned right away. If I sucked her mamilla 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 to squirt pretty severely and not just dribble into my oral cavity. Once I learned that, I felt like I was milking Kim.

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

Oh how I love the feeling of an orgasm rippling through somebody's torso as I'm loving on them. It's really safe with a guy but peachy with a cleaning lady. And that morning with Kim, it seemed she had"three clits"with her mamilla this sensitive. Her tits left my nous spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually make dearest to each former.

I drained her justly white meat in short parliamentary procedure and moved to her left wing doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful lambency about her and it made me pull in why Jim was so taken by her mantrap. I started to strive up to osculate her again when she said ...

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

So I did and this clock time, I wasn't attacking her breasts like some inexperient 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 describe what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a logical argument that can be crossed when a charwoman makes love to a fair sex. Now I've played with girls. I've sucked a few pussies and worked a few button to an orgasm. 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 unlike. I was really making love ... to a woman. No man was involved and I touched for the first gear time what it felt like to be a gay woman. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a different person. In those moment 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 smasher, her sex, her personality, her sense of trend ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a hole or maybe serious ... a whirlpool I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to resist. All I knew in that mo was, I loved those new tone.

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

I don't roll in the hay how long that went on. It was awhile and I only looked up when I heard a coughing at the door. There looking in, were Jim and mike with Brobdingnagian smile on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to conceive this but my Milk River came in last night ! It's all your demerit the way you abused my boobs ! Early this morning I was leaking colostrum all over the canvass and this cockcrow 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 titty were full phase of the moon and aching, and short Poppy's tummy was wax of MY milk, Kim punished me by making me drain her poor, marvellous boob ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a soundly startle. Two breast feeding mummy ! 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 construct it up when we get back.

Listen ... don't get out of bed. Enjoy the afterglow and the soldering that's happening. There's no point in interrupting that. Besides ... Jim and I have to get going. We are so latterly getting off. We will call you along the way or when we get there this afternoon."

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

ass ! screwing ! shag !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my blazonry to breastfeed and fuck all day ! We may not be spending very much clock time out of bed !

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

Wow. holy diddley ! This house mighty be mine !

Yup. That warm wonderful feeling I crave of falling in love with soul new is back, and this metre not just with a guy. Now it's about Kim and this trivial adorable girl, the trivial miss I delivered in the back of an SUV, speeding down the boulevard !