I had no idea what I had won when I got the call from the local radio station, telling me I had won tickets to an outdoor EDM concert. But my wife surprised me. She was ecstatic, she convinced me that we needed to have fun once in a while, and this was the perfect opportunity.
My wife is Vietnamese. At five feet, she's short but has curves in all the right places. Despite being a mother to two, her c-cup breasts still hold their own. She also has a naturally slim waist, and toned legs. I used to go to the gym regularly, and while I still have some tone, I haven't kept up as much as I would like. But nonetheless, we both still feel attractive.
As we got ready for the concert, we were both a little unsure of what to wear. I threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, while my wife put on a sundress. We figured we'd be comfortable and wouldn't stand out too much. But when we got to the concert, we were both surprised at how young everyone was. And we were even more surprised at what everyone was wearing. Almost everyone else was in these very skimpy rave outfits. My wife and I felt a little out of place, so we hung back and people-watched from the back of the crowd.
As the night wore on, the party started to get crazier. It got dark, the music got louder, and people around us began to dance with wild abandon. We were both a bit taken aback by the level of debauchery happening all around us. At one point, a girl right in front of us started dancing with two guys wearing nothing but a thong. My wife couldn't keep her eyes off them, and she turned to me and said, "Could I join in?"
I jokingly replied, "Sure, go ahead!"
She looked at me with surprise, and asked "Are you sure?"
I chuckled and said, "Go for it!"
My wife then walked over to the girl in the thong, who was so excited for her to join. She grabbed my wife's hand and jumped with her, my wife was a bit self-conscious at first, but the thong girl was fully into the music and took it on herself to show my wife how to move her hips. My wife was laughing and having a great time, she was following the thong girl's lead and was moving her ass provocatively, half in jest. I stood back and enjoyed the show and enjoyed my wife enjoying herself.
As the night came to an end, my wife and I made our way back home. We were both a little bit tipsy and still buzzing from the wild energy of the concert. My wife was telling me how much fun she had and how she needed to wear a skimpier outfit next time. I couldn't help but laugh, imagining her in one of the tiny rave outfits I had seen at the concert.
After getting into bed, my wife pulled out her phone, which wasn't unusual for her. Most nights ended with her scrolling through Facebook or Instagram. After a few minutes though, she taps me on the shoulder.
"Look at this," she said to me.
She turned her phone to me which had open a social media account of her cousin. She started scrolling through all the sexy rave outfits she had seen her wear in her pictures.
"Doesn't she look sexy?" my wife asks.
I couldn't help but think this was a trap. "She looks great," I reply tentatively.
"I want to dress up like that next time we go to a festival," she continues.
I couldn't imagine the next time we'd go to a festival, but I also couldn't help but feel a little bit excited at the thought of my wife dressing up like that, it was quite a contrast from our usual nights at home with the kids.
After about half an hour, I hear the soft, steady breathing which signals that my wife has fallen asleep. My mind is still buzzing. I decide to go to the washroom with my phone.
I sat on the toilet and decided to search my wife's cousin's Instagram account. I began scrolling through her pictures. I saw her in all sorts of sexy rave outfits. In one photo, she was wearing a metallic silver thong bodysuit with a matching white wig that derived from some type of cosplay. Her toned legs and abs were on full display. The suit had a very narrow cut around her smooth pussy mound and the thong went completely into her full ass.
In another photo, she was wearing a sheer green lace bodysuit that left little to the imagination. The lace hugged her breasts, and her nipples were visible through the fabric in this photo. Underneath the green lace was a bright pink thong, clearly colored to draw your attention. It was impossible to not be captivated by her.
The last outfit that I scrolled to was a black and neon green rave bra and matching booty shorts. The bra was cut out in strategic places and showed off her cleavage while the shorts hugged her hips and accentuated her round butt. She looked like a wild party animal, and I couldn't help my desire for her.
I masturbated in the washroom, the images in my mind switching back and forth between pictures of my wife's cousin and an image of my wife in a similar outfit.
Four months later, my wife and I booked a trip to Los Angeles to visit her side of the family. It was unexpected for me as I'd never visited the California side of the family, but my wife said we need to do it at least once. Our kids were staying home with the grandparents, so it was just the two of us.
Her uncle picked us up from the airport and we would be staying at his house. I couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous as we pulled up to the house, knowing that my wife's cousin Tran also lived there. I had snuck off to the bathroom more than once since discovering her Instagram page, so I felt almost guilty with the thought of meeting her in person.
As soon as we walked in the door, Tran greeted us. She was slightly taller and thicker, in a good way, than my wife, and 10 years younger. She was wearing yoga pants and a white t-shirt with no bra, and I couldn't help but feel a little bit aroused. I had flashbacks to all the times I'd gone through her Instagram.
"Hello cousin!" She beamed, and she ran up and hugged my wife.
"And you must be Michael," she hugged me next, just as warmly. Her breasts squished against me as she hugged me. I could feel her hard nipples through her shirt.
