My wife Tamy is a very kind woman; she never gives me problems and is very permissive with me. I also give her that trust, but she is somewhat jealous; she hides it quite a bit.

She is a beautiful woman, brown hair, slim, and with a good body; her breasts are quite large; they have grown quite a bit since we recently became parents.

Anyway, one night we had to meet up with some friends. We met at the house of one of them. I told my wife, and to my surprise, she started insisting that she wanted to go because she was going to be bored alone in the house.

I clearly told her no, that she was going to be a gathering of men and that her wives were not going, but she insisted. Given that they are all types of trust and that our gatherings are not extravagant, she agreed.

Once we arrived at the house, the host welcomed us; in total, there were ten of us: my seven friends, my wife, my little one, and me.

The night went by normally; we had eaten pizza and were drinking beers for a while, until the child started crying.

"He wants the tit." My wife said, so she took him in arms and took her breast out in front of everyone to breastfeed him. She had no problem breastfeeding in front of people; she was just feeding a little one.

She finished breastfeeding the little one, and she left him sleeping in the nearby room and joined our table to drink.

It was approximately 3am, and we were playing a board game for drinks with whiskey; the five of us were already quite drunk, my wife not so much because she was not playing.

At one point one of my friends, the one who is single, asked us all if we knew what breast milk tastes like. The only one to answer that if it was me, he had already sucked from my wife's breasts.

They asked how I tried it, and I told them that it came directly from her breast and that the taste of it was sweet and light.

The game continued, and we ran out of whiskey until it was my turn to lose.

One of my friends then decided to give me a challenge: I had to allow my wife to taste her breasts to the entire group.

Tamy protested, "They're idiots; I'm not playing."

At first it seemed absurd to me, but I was already drunk. I went towards her, and after a back and forth, I convinced her to do it.

She sat on a small sofa, lifted her blouse, and took off her bra.

The scene was very exciting, my friends lining up to suck my wife's huge tits; the challenge was that they could only stay there for 15 seconds; they went by in pairs.

The image of my wife with two guys sucking her tits at the same time was very exciting. The second couple that passed by, one of them choked on the milk and overturned everything. Tamy told him he was an idiot for staining it.

And the last one to pass was the one who had set the challenge; he stayed a little longer; she had a good time sucking those breasts; in the end, Tamy laughed; she said that she seemed like a tender image to him.

The night went smoothly; that was the last challenge of the night; we had gotten another whiskey.

When I returned home in the car, my wife was driving; she protested to me, somewhat angry, as to why she had allowed that.

To which I responded, "Do you like me?"

"Yes, it was something strangely exciting," she responded. When we got home, it was my turn to suck those huge breasts that still had milk, and we fucked like crazy