Picking up from floor # 3 ...

After getting the luxurious spell of the residuum of their magnificent home, including spending nearly an minute outside in their beautiful gardens, we finished sipping our swallow on the edge of the pond with our foundation dangling in the warmly water. I didn't want to lead. But if we were going to pass the night, we needed to get domicile and pack for Jim's trip-up to N Sunshine State and my stay with Kim. Mike got us out the door with the hope of the respectable 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 world !

"topper in the whole world ? What ... Is Toyota now making steaks ?"I teased mike. He and Jim just rolled their eyes and Kim covered her oral cavity and conveniently turned away.

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

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fountainhead ... with the bribe of Toyota steaks, we reluctantly scooted off to our household and that gave us some needed time during the cause to stop 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 deliberate. He's head 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 family 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 mike since we got involved with Alex. I didn't talk to you much about how desperately Alex wanted me to leave you and tie him. It was at to the lowest degree a fun estimate to play with. But Mike has triggered those old feelings, feeling I thought were gone.

Yes I like him. I like Mike a altogether bunch. I have no problem thinking about spending a lot of time with him. And I'll just come out and remind you ...

I really do require to birth another infant and I'm thinking more and more everything could act 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 position watching it all, and feeling his semen going up in my cervix reaching my egg ... Oh Jim, that gets me really wet ! You know how very much I've fantasized about that happening someday. This might be that guy !

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

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

As far as how I FEEL about her ... Kim is intoxicating to me like no other cleaning lady I've been with. When she gets me going, hell yes I want to strike hard her up !

I'm just concerned that we don't know them that well, especially to be thinking those kind of opinion or making these sort of determination. We are talking life long consequences when we talk about babies."

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

I didn't just take on with that fantasize while we were together. I used that thought to"get off"with most of the guy wire I've ever fucked. Saying ..."Cum inside me and make 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 sentiment 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 metre did I deny you an coming until finally I felt you"deserved one ?"I would keep you sooooo prospicient"on the edge"by talking about letting some hot guy we might assemble knock me up !

Remember how I would always describe that guy as more good-looking than you or sassy than you and how I wanted my new infant to have a peter as Brobdingnagian as his and not as tiny as yours ?

Remember how I would trace that child as being much more beautiful or talented if it was his instead of yours ? Maybe MY baby could even end up being a professional jock if I chose a bulky stud instead of a wimpy guy like you ? And then how we would drag you around ball club while I graded the 1 guy cable as potential fathers ?

Remember all that talk ?

You realize I said all those things because it was the lonesome way I could get you that charged up ? I did it all for you and I took your cuckolding hoodoo places that weren't always pleasurable to me ... but I always envied how erotic you could get.

For instance ... You must've realized what I was doing when I started making you go down on my pussy after you had come in it and how I trained you to completely suck me clean. commemorate 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 first meter I came home with Jerry and he fucked me right hand on the hood of his car, in our driveway, with the headlight on, and I came in after he was done using me with all his cum running down my legs and I made you cleanse 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 cook you eat unusual cum out of me as often as possible. It was never as hot for me as it was for you. think of how many times after eating some guy's cum and me stroking your rooster, you would groan and stir 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 someone"that gets to you. It's his cum in my kitty-cat. Cum is n't just some gooie pith to you. It's freaking alive ! It has a power to nominate a baby inside me. That's why the fancy never got old for either of us.

And I don't think you've ever gotten so luxuriously as the fourth dimension I told you I would be ovulating that coming weekend and was already off the contraceptive pill ! And how I was going to fuck every guy with"eight inches"or more at the order and you were going to give to take in me conceive MY next child ! I didn't William Tell you it wasn't avowedly. 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 foil that line about someone else getting me pregnant. You did it with a raging hard on and by doing so you allowed me to consider another man's infant !

Remember how turned on you were watching me do it ... What was it, four guys ? Remember how excited you were licking me clean each prison term 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 toilsome you cried when I allowed you to finally cum ! Those were wizardly multiplication for both of us Jim. The sound times among so many grand times ! Thank you for them.

Think of all the worry modification that came our way after we learned how to ‘ envision something'while edging each other to incredible top. Did you even think we could take this particular ‘ new baby 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 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 fancy 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 Libra 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 month. We had our fancy for a few year. What's the big difference between an intense dream or vivid fantasy ? Could you even imagine a better twosome to do this with ?

starting time thinking about ‘ what if it works ?'What if the four of us become lifelong partners facing all of aliveness's challenges together, traveling together, building things together, proving our erotic love to each early class after twelvemonth ... until ‘ death do us part ?'

Can you imagine how much more interesting animation will be with them and our mutual minor at our slope ? That's how I'm viewing this. We've played around with so many illusion and so many citizenry. Aren't you kinda done with that ? I am. I'm ready for this ! I'm ready for love. I'm ready for a new baby !"

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We rode the rest of the way home without speaking lots. I knew I had just stirred up a whole bunch in Jim but there was also so a good deal inside me to imagine about.

Like ... Why I"love being in love"so much and why I fall into it so easily. It can create some problems ... but despite that I resolved I didn't want to survive my life any early way. There was no possession, no house, no car, no vacation, no adventure, no accolade or sensation of position or power that even comes close in meaning to me than that warm intoxicating feeling of falling in passion with someone new and enjoying their company. Our life-style has allowed me to do that many times and from that point of perspective, I may be the luckiest woman in the world !

Trusting somebody, even individual you love, is an entirely different thing. Trust is not something I fall into. For me ... it has to be earned. And I'm thinking this whole thing with Mike and Kim is going to film some time for trustfulness to emerge.

Nevertheless here I am again. Feeling such inviolable emotions for microphone and almost as a good deal for his incredibly lovely wife and this new contain baby, Poppy. This has never happened before, falling for three masses, and a family no lupus erythematosus ! All I know is these feel are much deeper than usual. They are visceral. I feel them in my gut like a vibe in sync with something on a much grander shell than I can think.

Same is avowedly for the sexual slope with Mike. It has left me dripping all day long with something serious going on with my white meat. They started out feeling on fervor in the hospital but now after letting Poppy suck on them and having that orgasm with her, they are aching. And as I've finished packing my clothes to proceed in with Kim, they seem swollen.

"Jim ... come in here. Look at my breasts. 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 time I did that in Jamaica ?

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

"No seriously. get over here and feel them. Do they seem duncical than usual ? Here. Put your mitt underneath and rear them. Now squeeze them lightly ... A little harder. Feel that thick spot rightfield in the middle ? It's so sore there !"

"Maybe Ash. I just think they feel large ! But if we keep this up both of us are going to be previous for dinner at their mansion. 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 have my bags 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 booby !"

"Ash ... What do you expect ? You've just gone through probably the most emotionally intense experiences we've ever had with you delivering that babe, trying to suckle it ... and on top of all that, falling in love with a new guy ! Your hormone have to be raging. That's got to place a jounce to every gland in your body !

snap your keys and I'll sports meeting you down at the cars. We got ta go !

What have you got in these suitcases ? Rocks ?"

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

However ... Jim and I have learned one thing over the last few age of our intimate effort. When we get a certain quality or intensity in our titillating response, it is best to hesitate and carry line. Something important is always at our threshold.

That breakthrough is one of the coolest panorama in our shared experiences. Great desire, not just the normal erotic induction, but deep down desire has proved trustworthy and a secure indicator of something new and worthwhile coming our way. That's exactly how this altogether skirmish with mike and Kim flavor. I don't think Jim and I have ever found a couplet so equally matched to us, and that leaves both of us wondering about the"circumstances of our souls."

They really are exceptional 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 step-in that day and was pretty sure it would also be soaked soon.

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

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"Come 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 lead all those handbag up to your room. Ash, want to avail me get the drinking ready ?"

"Sure do ! Got any Tanquerey ?"

"Oh yea ! It's Mike's favorite. I'm more a Cuervo Gold gal. I'm not really into whiskey but I love its oak bbl aging. time lag ... let me guess. I bet that's what Jim likes too ?"

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

"My goodness Ash. Saame here. I can drink a whole ewer of the stuff after a century ride ! Wait ... you said Jim bike ? Do you imply a bicycle ?"

"Oh yea. He ‘ push button pedals.'I think he has 8 wheel in the service department and is constantly buying and selling new I. He's hooked up with a few master bikers on eBay. They get a new bike every year through their sponsors and then automatically sell their old one to Jim. So he's always riding the best new wheel, well ... one yr old cycle but new to him.

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

‘ The visual geometry of the bike does something authoritative to my mentality 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 engage it out. He's absolutely crazy about bike. I've tried to do the rides with him. He's even bought me a couple expensive ones. It's just not me."

"Department of Energy he ever go on long rides like a century ? A 100 naut mi ? 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 affair in our animation 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 job with Mike ! His idea of a corking day is hunting antique 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 house. 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 married man. Picking is exactly what I love to do when Jim is out riding !"With

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"miss ... Steaks are done. swallow ready ? Jim and I are thirsty !"

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

The repast we shared couldn't have been more lovely and romantic. Their patio board was as limited as their lordly old house. I've never seen a 6 foot cross sectional slab cut off the trunk of a sequoia tree and used for a table top. It was about 4"thick and still had deeply furrowed bark around the edge. Set on a combination material arm pedestal, polished and coated with acrylic paint, it looked prominent. Mike said, he had counted over 600 rings in that slab.

He is also quite the chef. The broiled asparagus, zucchini, gong white pepper were perfectly done, along with grilled mushroom 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 beef is a bit pricey. That's because it is really made by Lexus !"

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

All I knew was, I've never had a steak that seemed to run in my mouth ! I guess I'll just hold to get used to mike's sense of manner and budget.

I might have added a gracious bottle or two of red wine instead of our ewer but it was really confidant posing by myself next to Mike sharing our T & Ts all night and talking old-timer while Kim and Jim were snuggled up talking bikes with their ewer of margaritas. All four of us were laughing and teasing each other about our unlike proclivity and we all ended up well lubricated by the time the meal was finished.

Ok. I'm sure you're thought process we had to sing about more than just old-timer and bicycles and we did.

After setting architectural plan and first moment for the coming hebdomad of mike and Jim being away in magnetic 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 dirt out of us, and what the implications of our meeting each other might mean.

Eventually we had to discuss the huge"white elephant"in the elbow room ... Which was Kim's dreams about"confluence this marvellous duo, falling in love with them, and two age later each of us having a new infant with each other's spouse."As crazy as that sounds, I think Jim and I were starting to share a notion it all might be coming true.

The wholly conversation shifted with Kim's surprising excuse.

"Jim and Ashley ... I am embarrass and sorry about blurting out my dreams to you last nighttime. I know I'm a piffling bit inebriate right now, but looking back to last night I think I was a little"sex rummy"then too. It seems now a horrible thing to do to you both. It's not like me to do something as that. I've hosted hundreds of citizenry on my term of enlistment over the last few long time and I'm normally very good at reading people and good at tiptoeing around their psychological way out while never imposing on them. Last night I to a greater extent than imposed on both of you and acted like some silly teenaged girlfriend in beloved. So now I'm asking your forgiveness. You've both have been extraordinarily understanding, sort and helpful since we've met you. Honestly ... I don't understand why I haven't scared you off."

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

"Kim ... Ashley and I have been in this lifestyle for several years now and we are quite cognizant 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 look seem common at this tabular array ... no apologia is certainly needed for that.

As far as your dream go, I understand why it all came out because we were all senior high school 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 genuine interrogation is if your pipe dream 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 haywire dyad, I mean if we were not the couple in your dream, or if the dreaming were nothing more than your imaginations during your pregnancy, then don't you think that sometime during last even 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 acute attractive feature to each other and then sharing the birth of Poppy ... obviously that grew us closer or as Ashley has said, ‘ It make out bonded us !'

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

And the part about having each other's babies ... 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 orgasms when the trigger was not me. Instead it was the view of her getting knocked up by another guy cumming inside. Both of us have always wondered why that peculiar fantasy worked so well and so long. I've rarely heard of it being common in the crowds we've played with.

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

You and Mike and Ashley seem predisposed to swapping father. I'll have to be honest. I need some sentence to adjust to that idea. The implications seem far and wide of the mark to me. But if Ashley's illusion was going to take place with anyone I would want it to be with you two.

I'm sword lily it's now all out in the open air and not some resident docket you and mike were hiding from us. I believe money plant is the fundament to any human relationship and especially when we are all about to venture on a journey into intertwined relationships that few people ever think possible let alone set about.

Kim ... I feel like I'm falling in love with you in ways that are way beyond my logical mind. I'm glad Mike and I are leaving for a couple weeks. That should impart us all some time to cool off down and see if the tactual sensation we've shared this weekend remain. I think we will all have it off better what's really very ... when we get back."

By the clip 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 workbench to brass and firmly hug her. Mike was holding both my custody as he had done during Jim's talk and continued through Kim's emotional release. We just sat and watched our partner in awe. It could not have seemed more sacred to both of us than if a huge beam of light had come out of the sky and engulfed Jim and Kim. None of us spoke for a yearn while, not until Kim stopped sobbing and shaking. Jim then spoke a most profound insight that would end up shaping our mutual relationships for long time to derive ...

"If this is going to knead between the four us, it will start or end with how it works between Kim and Ashley. I don't sensation that microphone and I will have as many potential issues as the two of you might, especially when it comes to possessiveness. He and I have already crossed the nosepiece of intimate submissiveness and have long since been well-heeled with you two having other lovers. The head is can you both handle the aspects of new sister ? Can you both learn to bang each other, be variety to each former and be compassionate and understanding ?

And this might be even more of import ... Will you both fall in love with each former on par with how you love us ? I think that's the entirely way this is going to work. It's going to boil down to choosing lovemaking and loving responses vs choosing criticisms and separation. If you two can wield that, then we all might construct a very special reefer folk.

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 wives for 90 twenty-four hours and after that time we review our human relationship and continue or adjust our agreement. But when I say swap, I mean really trade. Nothing make-believe. I want to sleep with Kim every dark. I want to answer to her only, 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 set up at to the lowest degree some short honeymoon together while dealing with this new baby, all the ameliorate and I suggest the same for both of you.

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

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 stimulate a better idea if this is a mere fantasy or something more divinely inspired and energized.

We need to realize going in to this that it could end up fatal to both of our marriages. We might decide to just get back with our married woman or ... we could end up leaving them to stay on with each other's married woman ... and as"new couples"go our furcate ways. Separation is a realistic outcome we must think over.

It's of import that we all see this as a vast 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 marriages. Ashley and I have had plenty of tempting chances to impart our marriage and might have if we wanted to. I feel pretty secure in our passion and I sense the Saame is confessedly for you two.

microphone ... I guess what I am suggesting is that we get some time 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 days we can plan the next point of time, maybe another 90 mean solar day or whatever we decide it should be.

But if we all believe Kim's dreams to be true, a little over a class from now I'm going to have impregnated ner with a new baby, as you will receive with Ash. That's damn lowering for me to opine about right now but ... as Ashley has been reminding me ... potentially this sick matter could also be incredibly like an utopia of lovemaking.

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

There was really no word necessary. We all knew Jim was correctly. I liked the idea and knew I wanted Mike as a"married man"and not just a devotee. After talking with him tonight I could sense he was really cook for individual 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 forget him ... definitely not that. There was just a hungriness for someone like Mike inside me that came bubbling up to the surface this weekend, something I didn't quite know was still there.

And as I've watched Jim and Kim, it seems also true for both of them. I'm so well-chosen for him. Kim is so much more his character and what he has missed in me. Realizing that would normally ingest made me so green-eyed 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 make for ... sooner than later.

I ended the evening by standing up from the board 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. prison term 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 legs wrapped around his waist. He grabbed my butt and walked me over to our beautiful gaffer bed satiate with the obligatory close shave.

I can't remember the last prison term we so passionately attacked each other ! Jim pulled hard on my blouse with both hands, ripping it undetermined causing buttons to fly and releasing the battlefront clasp of my bra. His mouth was immediately on my justly white meat whacking and sucking my nipple and then sucking as a good deal of my breast into his mouth as possible while tonguing my nipple. He's got that technique down. No one has ever sucked my bosom as well as Jim.

Besides the outrageous idea of Jim leaving me and me leaving him for a"bighearted man of elan"... what made this time even more different was the aching flak in my boobs. It didn't take but a few proceedings and I was rocking in an unusually deep orgasm ! And other than my favorite blouse being ripped open, we were both still fully clothed !

Jim then moved to my left white meat, before I really wanted him to, and attacked it in a fit of passion. Well that breast had been aching more than the right field and it took him even less time to get my back arched as high as it would go in another smashing long last coming ! I finally collapsed in a panting fit !

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

Jim didn't result. He only went back to my right dummy and resolved that look of"unfinished business"he had left in it. Just about as quickly, he sent me into my third coming as I was arching my back again like a bucking broncho !

Now I was starting to finger the aerobic effects of all this and sudation was forming on my face as Jim switched off my right breast, again before I wanted him too, and attacked my left tit. That too sent me rocking in another unusually mystifying coming.

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

"Don't you fucking hold back ! suction my entire bosom yearner ... not just my pap ! Everything inside just hold on getting more sensitive !"

So he didn't occlusive and continued alternating breasts, each time until I convulsively came, and then left for the early tit and that feeling of leaving before I ever wanted him to ... Each time it got more acute. Something strange was happening with my breast. I started loosing counting how many intense coming I had until everything went melanise.

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

I woke up in the eye of the nighttime. My clothes were off. My hair was all wet which must've been from the stew. We were both under the masking and Jim was spooning me while fast asleep. I don't think we ever made love. ass ! Jim had to have been really turned on yet I didn't help 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 finger inside them to feel my burning clit and in only a few apoplexy I was cumming again. Afterwards, when I put my fingers in my sass like I always do after I masturbate, they didn't smell 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 cock but something inside told me not to. I was in a strange orgasmic glow that was a piddling bittersweet. Somehow those orgasm seemed to grant a firing from Jim, maybe even released our marriage. I knew I was going to be Mike's"wife"now for three months and Sir Thomas More than that, my tribade side was surely going to emerge with Kim.

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

I was feeling very"breasty"and what emerged in my idea eye were Kim's beautiful Earth. Jim was right about that. I too have never seen such beauty in any set of breasts at any of our clubs. That might've made me a little envious of Kim or even covetous except I knew those"two babies"were going to be mine all mine for the next dyad calendar week.

Just thinking about that made my own dummy tingle and start to burn up. So I reached up and started to wrap my nipples, one and then the other, until I stiffened in another climax. This sentence something really foreign happened ... my helping hand was all wet, as was the sheet below my tits. How could that be possible ?

I quickly put my finger in my lip and immediately recognized the taste. Oh my gawd. My milk is coming in ! This clearly tasted like foremilk. No wonder my boob 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 womanhood with no sister of her own. Oh this is too well to be true ! Now all I could think of was footling 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 room and found her fast asleep. As I walked over to that immense crib, I found little Poppy awake, cooing and looking right up at me. She was so lovely. I had to pick her up and then walk her over to their old rocker. Immediately Poppy was searching for a pap just like she had been doing that for weeks and since I was nude, except for my still damp panties, it was slowly for her to detect one. We rocked like that for at least twenty minutes. It was one of the most keen breast feeding I could remember having.

Yes, my milk started flowing. Both boob. Poppy went back and Forth between the two several clock time. And yes, each time I had another climax, not"bed rocking"case like last Nox, but still marvelous. Was it always going to be this way with Poppy ? I never had this many with my own nestling. If this keeps up, Kim and I will probably fight down over who gets to nurse her.

It must've been my moan 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 thing I've ever witnessed ! How many times did you cum for goodness sake ?"

"I lost enumeration, Kim. But that's not the dear part ! Guess what came in last night ! My milk ! I woke up in the middle of the Night with my breasts on fire and as I was starting to tweak them colostrum started squirting, not oozing, but squirting all over my script and the sheets. I don't know how this is potential but they were pretty full of milk this morning. Look at her ! She's vocalize asleep and quenched !"

"Go put her down feather and then and come over here. As punishment for stealing my baby, you have to help me out ! My titty are bursting at the furrow !"

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fountainhead ... this is how it started with Kim. I came over to her bed, grabbed her psyche and stuck my tongue down her throat as we tumbled backwards into her piled up puff. It was a bit horrid for me to do that but was so lots fun I just floor myself. Golly this gal can French kiss ! And I thought I was good. We grabbed each other's head and mashed our mouth. There a heroic feeling about Kim. She's was clearly prepare for it, clearly more feel 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 mates workweek !"

Soon, way too soon, Kim started pushing my promontory down to her tit and literally forced me to go nursing her.

I've tasted my own milk before and have always found it to be nice, sweet, and a petty thinner than cow's Milk River. But never have I gotten it straight from a nipple. Oh this was decent ! Kim's milk was sweeter than I remember mine and seemed thicker too. I was turned and I was hungry so I wasted no time devouring her breasts.

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

Of course this intense bosom action at law had Kim's back arched off the sail too. I guess we have one affair in vulgar. We both cum pretty damn easily with only our pap in natural process.

Oh how I love the spirit of an coming rippling through soul'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 clits"with her tit this sensitive. Her tits left my mind spinning with thoughts of how we would eventually realise love to each other.

I drained her right white meat in short order and moved to her unexpended doing the same until it stopped squirting and looked up at Kim. She had the most beautiful glow about her and it made me understand why Jim was so taken by her beauty. I started to reach up to osculate her again when she said ...

"Ashley please don't stop. That was one of the most terrific sensations 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 teenager. I made love to them instead. Slowly. Enjoying her tasty nipples as to a greater extent milk kept rewarding me each prison term I sucked.

I wish I knew how to describe what I was really experiencing with Kim. I guess there's a line that can be crossed when a charwoman makes love to a woman. Now I've played with girl. I've sucked a few kitty and worked a few clits to an orgasm. But at a club that is all playful. It's not rattling and I often did it just to get Jim or some husband all jacked up watching me with his wife.

This was very different. I was really making love ... to a woman. No man was involved and I touched for the first meter what it felt like to be a lesbian. I loved it. I felt free and like I would forever be a dissimilar somebody. In those consequence 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 sweetheart, her sex, her personality, her mother wit of style ... you want to be with her all the time. It's a hole or maybe better ... a vortex I felt pulling me in and something couldn't and didn't want to resist. All I knew in that moment was, I loved those new notion.

Maybe it was the milk. Maybe nursing Kim triggered a foresightful forgotten time when I was a baby and I loved nursed my mom. But I now understood why some guys love lactating women !

I don't know how long that went on. It was awhile and I only looked up when I heard a cough at the room access. There looking in, were Jim and mike with huge smiles on their faces !

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

"Jim, you aren't going to think this but my Milk River came in endure nighttime ! It's all your fault the way you abused my boobs ! other this morning I was leaking colostrum all over the piece of paper and this morning when I got up I actually nursed little Poppy until she was quenched and fell asleep ! Kim woke up while I was doing that and since her breasts were full and aching, and little Poppy's tummy was good of MY Milk River, Kim punished me by making me run out her poor, terrific bosom ! I am just doing what made me do !"

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

I guess you two are off to a good outset. Two nursing momma ! How convenient is that going to be !"said my tease husband.

Then mike chimed in."Kim and Ashley ... don't forget about us while we are gone ! We expect you to make it up when we get back.

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

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

Fuck ! nooky ! Fuck !

Oh well ... I've got Kim in my coat of arms to breastfeed and bonk all day ! We may not be spending much time out of bed !

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

Wow. sanctum dickhead ! This household mighty be mine !

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