Exposing my wife to others. It’s been many years now, but in our 20’s my wife constantly wore sundresses without her bra or panties. These were the type of dresses that buttoned up the front, and only came down to about mid thigh. We lived in a coastal town, and most woman dressed like this, so it was not unusual to be seen around town, home, etc. wearing clothes such as these.
I remember one time when a friend of mine stopped in for a few drinks, and the three of us drank pretty heavy back then. My wife liked to lay her head in my lap and stretch out on the couch and nap during visits like these, while my friend and I talked. On this occasion we had the couch and loveseat in an “L” shape with a small end table between for our drinks.
While my friend and I talked, I kept absentmindedly (intentionally) very slowly unbuttoning her dress. Once I had the dress opened to just below her breast, I reached inside and started playing with her nipples. My friend tried not to watch, but while talking I kept seeing him try to get a better look, and kept getting up to grab us more drinks just so he could walk past her.
I knew that this was torturing him, so eventually after opening up a few more buttons to just below her naval, I pulled the material apart, exposing both breast to him, while continuing to softly pinch and pull at her rather large milk filled and leaking nipples. I acted like I was doing this subconsciously, and asked him if this was bothering him, and if it was, I would stop. I told him that I often sit with her like this, and it was just a habit.
The talk started shifting to her breast milk, and how much was dripping out onto her chest and down her sides. I told him that I often had to suck on them between feedings so that her breast wouldn’t ache from being so full. I asked him if he had ever tried fresh breast milk since becoming an adult, and he said he hadn’t.
I told him that if he was gentle, he could suck on her plump nipples and try it for himself. I talked for awhile about how sweet it was while he was getting his courage up. He asked if she and I would be ok with it, and I told him that I would be, and that she would be happy just waking up to her tits not hurting being so full.
He excused himself to the bathroom, which gave me an opportunity to unbutton the rest of her dress, but keeping her covered for the time being. When he returned, he knelled on the floor beside the couch, and started rubbing her nipples as I was, then he started licking at them, and eventually started sucking on one and then the other.
He asked if this would wake her up, and I assured him that she could sleep through this but might moan a bit as she got relief from her engorged breasts. As he continued suckling, I reached my right hand down and parted her dress fully, and gently parted her thighs, I started softly caressing her clit, and rubbing my finger into her very slick wet slit. She came at least three times while shuttering and moaning to each climax.
My friend looked down once or twice, and even leaned down and took a taste of her sweet nectar with his tongue. As her milk slowed down, he got up and said that he had better be going home before she woke up. I tried convincing him that she would be asleep for awhile.
After taking another long look at her nude aroused glistening body, he left but said that he would love to come back again very soon. I assured him that the invitation was always open to him. After he left, my wife finally opened her eyes, and looking up at me, just said fuck me, fuck me now!!!
We repeated this and other adventures over the years. Thank you for letting me share and relive this memory with you.
