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Very hot story. Thanks for sharing.In my wife's 5th week of breastfeeding, her breasts would sometimes engorge and be so high and round they looked like they were going to burst. A buddy of mine asked me in private if her breasts were real. He'd been over for dinner the night before, and our baby hadn't nursed in hours. I admit that when she was engorged her breasts might be mistaken for enhanced. Teasing him, because he was shy and I knew he'd had crush on her for some time, I suggested he find out. Shocked, he nevertheless asked, how? I suggested the next time he was at dinner with us, he compliment her cooking like he always did, but this time end with something like "It's almost perfect." I said I'd challenge him, and then he could beg off, saying he didn't want to offend anybody. But then I'd press him to go on. I suggested to him that he could say he'd often had a fantasy about a beautiful dinner with a beautiful woman topless sitting across from him. (What do I know? That's probably closer to home than I might have guessed.)
We did that. He came for dinner again the next weekend, and he really was embarrassed. Convincingly, no acting needed, after he'd complimented her, he admitted in a barely audible voice that he had a fantasy, but then most convincingly begged off, saying that he didn't want to offend anybody. My wife was curious, blushing in pleasure (making her all the prettier), and just listened silently as I pressed him to go on. He finally got the words out, saying the beautiful dinner and topless woman bit I'd suggested, but then my wife became shy, despite her until then up-for-anything high on good wine and appreciative company, It took compliments, urging, more wine and some time to get her to finally allow me to unbutton her lace blouse and unhook her bra. Reluctant at first, halfway through my lifting her bra, she brushed my hands away and pulled it away herself, looking challengingly at our friend. Her nipples were already dribbling slightly and although her color was still high, she was defiant.
The unveiling of her breasts and the ensuing dinner is one of the most erotic memories for both my wife and me. And I'm sure for our friend. About dessert time, our baby woke and our friend and I were treated to a prolonged feeding as we chatted, ate dessert and drank coffee, which I made, not wanting her to stop, and wanting to leave them alone a while.
Hmmm...pregnant and drinking? Not that I am judging but I believe it is not medically advisable. You, on the other hand, should be drinking for two.In my wife's 5th week of breastfeeding, her breasts would sometimes engorge and be so high and round they looked like they were going to burst. A buddy of mine asked me in private if her breasts were real. He'd been over for dinner the night before, and our baby hadn't nursed in hours. I admit that when she was engorged her breasts might be mistaken for enhanced. Teasing him, because he was shy and I knew he'd had crush on her for some time, I suggested he find out. Shocked, he nevertheless asked, how? I suggested the next time he was at dinner with us, he compliment her cooking like he always did, but this time end with something like "It's almost perfect." I said I'd challenge him, and then he could beg off, saying he didn't want to offend anybody. But then I'd press him to go on. I suggested to him that he could say he'd often had a fantasy about a beautiful dinner with a beautiful woman topless sitting across from him. (What do I know? That's probably closer to home than I might have guessed.)
We did that. He came for dinner again the next weekend, and he really was embarrassed. Convincingly, no acting needed, after he'd complimented her, he admitted in a barely audible voice that he had a fantasy, but then most convincingly begged off, saying that he didn't want to offend anybody. My wife was curious, blushing in pleasure (making her all the prettier), and just listened silently as I pressed him to go on. He finally got the words out, saying the beautiful dinner and topless woman bit I'd suggested, but then my wife became shy, despite her until then up-for-anything high on good wine and appreciative company, It took compliments, urging, more wine and some time to get her to finally allow me to unbutton her lace blouse and unhook her bra. Reluctant at first, halfway through my lifting her bra, she brushed my hands away and pulled it away herself, looking challengingly at our friend. Her nipples were already dribbling slightly and although her color was still high, she was defiant.
The unveiling of her breasts and the ensuing dinner is one of the most erotic memories for both my wife and me. And I'm sure for our friend. About dessert time, our baby woke and our friend and I were treated to a prolonged feeding as we chatted, ate dessert and drank coffee, which I made, not wanting her to stop, and wanting to leave them alone a while.
Hmmm...pregnant and drinking? Not that I am judging but I believe it is not medically advisable. You, on the other hand, should be drinking for two.
In my wife's 5th week of breastfeeding, her breasts would sometimes engorge and be so high and round they looked like they were going to burst. A buddy of mine asked me in private if her breasts were real. He'd been over for dinner the night before, and our baby hadn't nursed in hours. I admit that when she was engorged her breasts might be mistaken for enhanced. Teasing him, because he was shy and I knew he'd had crush on her for some time, I suggested he find out. Shocked, he nevertheless asked, how? I suggested the next time he was at dinner with us, he compliment her cooking like he always did, but this time end with something like "It's almost perfect." I said I'd challenge him, and then he could beg off, saying he didn't want to offend anybody. But then I'd press him to go on. I suggested to him that he could say he'd often had a fantasy about a beautiful dinner with a beautiful woman topless sitting across from him. (What do I know? That's probably closer to home than I might have guessed.)
We did that. He came for dinner again the next weekend, and he really was embarrassed. Convincingly, no acting needed, after he'd complimented her, he admitted in a barely audible voice that he had a fantasy, but then most convincingly begged off, saying that he didn't want to offend anybody. My wife was curious, blushing in pleasure (making her all the prettier), and just listened silently as I pressed him to go on. He finally got the words out, saying the beautiful dinner and topless woman bit I'd suggested, but then my wife became shy, despite her until then up-for-anything high on good wine and appreciative company, It took compliments, urging, more wine and some time to get her to finally allow me to unbutton her lace blouse and unhook her bra. Reluctant at first, halfway through my lifting her bra, she brushed my hands away and pulled it away herself, looking challengingly at our friend. Her nipples were already dribbling slightly and although her color was still high, she was defiant.
The unveiling of her breasts and the ensuing dinner is one of the most erotic memories for both my wife and me. And I'm sure for our friend. About dessert time, our baby woke and our friend and I were treated to a prolonged feeding as we chatted, ate dessert and drank coffee, which I made, not wanting her to stop, and wanting to leave them alone a while.

How did I only just find this?!!
i love all the pics and movies...my #1 fetish....would love to find someone on a regular basis to enjoy this with
