This story began twenty plus years ago on our summer vacation.
My wife's cousin got married and we were delighted to attend. I remember dancing with the gorgeous bride at one point and getting a long look down her low-cut wedding dress. She was a raven-haired beauty with an hourglass figure crowned off with full, firm breasts that were frankly, spectacular. The rest of the wedding was a blur, and my wife openly chided me for being so obvious in my appreciation of the bride.
When we got home we had spectacular sex.
I dared not tell her I was fantasizing about fucking her newly married younger cousin, and she dared not tell me that she was fantasizing about being fucked by a black guy who openly flirted and rubbed himself against her while dancing. I had watched her face when she was with him and it turned me on. She looked like she sometimes [but not often] looks like when she wants sex and she wants it now.
My wife was no slouch in the boob department as full breasts run in her family. Even her mother, who was in her late forties when we got hitched could turn eyes with her figure. Kathy did not hesitate to let me know when a well-endowed girl or woman was approaching us when we went shopping or even a stroll in the park. I guess what I am trying to report is that Kathy never felt threatened by another woman, in fact, it was the opposite as she would encourage me to look, but don't touch.
When Kathy's cousin and her husband had four daughters over the next decade and then rented a summer place not far from where we rent in the lake country, we were delighted to get to know them all and have more company.
The years slid past and the girls all grew up. One summer they played a game where they were all members of a 'girls only club' with absolutely no men allowed. The older girls were then dating and reporting back to their sisters on activities in the back seats of the cars, or so their mother breathlessly told my wife, who told me, again when we were in bed.
Kathy and I heard about this and other sexual activities the girls were up to from their mother who was amused by all the sexual innuendo. I remember having them all over for a bar-b-que one Saturday and the girls were all swimming. I looked at Kathy and her cousin who both still sported big full firm breasts and the older daughters were now obviously following in their footsteps.
It was hard not to stare at their ripening figures.
And though I was way older than them I enjoyed a little innocent flirting which was interesting because it was always initiated by one or more of them, not me. After dinner and quite a bit of wine, the eldest daughter, Beth, who was by now eighteen years old announced that:
"We are making Uncle Bill an honorary member of the girls only SUB Club."
And with that, she stood and embraced me!
Then, the others did likewise, even kissing me. The girls were all giggling at the mention of the 'SUB Club' but I was clueless as to the meaning and didn't even ask as I was too busy trying to hide my erection which Beth had caused with her long hug and especially with her tongue in my mouth. It was rumoured at the time that Beth had a black boyfriend and she had not told her parents about it, but the girls all knew and talked about him incessantly.
The youngest daughter was embarrassed by all this and I smiled at her and reassured her that I appreciated her vote of confidence as much as all of the others. Her name was Mel and she flushed beet red to be mentioned. She seemed very relieved not to be asked to hug me.
I didn't think another thought about it until we were in bed and Kathy said:
"I think those girls are all going to be as gorgeous as their mother and I couldn't help but notice you enjoyed Beth's embrace."
She said that while sucking my cock, so I found it hard to concentrate.
I replied,
"Oh, don't be silly, they are just teenagers, and I am an old crock, what would they want with me?"
She replied darkly:
"We will see about that, you just better be careful."
"You know their mother is my best friend and she started sex early, and often."
"She loved black boys and men too, and could not get enough of it."
"In fact, when she went to college she roomed with two black guys in the first year."
"Rumour had it that she slept with both of them on a regular basis, and dated still other black guys."
"She could not stop telling me how great it was."
I said nothing but I decided there and then to be ultra-careful as she requested.
However, Beth's big young full breasts did feel amazing against my chest and I am pretty sure she felt my erection pushing into her as she smiled brightly. Rumours were abounding that she was active her last year of high school with 'several' black African immigrant boys but only she knew the real truth so it would be unkind to repeat the allegations.
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That moment was not repeated and many years went by as the girl cousins grew up and started their own lives. We saw their parents from time to time and enjoyed their company and hearing all the news of the girls.
Then last week my wife dropped over to see her cousin and ran into the youngest daughter who was just turning home from College and was 23 years old. How could she possibly be that old I wondered 'where does the time go'?
When she got home she reported the news while I just half-listened.
"You will never believe the transformation in Mel. God, she is gorgeous and was dressed, if you can call it that in a skimpy little bikini that only emphasises her fabulous figure."
"Her boobs are huge."
"I think they are bigger than any of her sisters at that age."
"She asked me if I was still married to you and called you handsome about three times."
"You had better watch out, she is home for the summer so we are bound to see them."
I changed the subject and mumbled about going fishing in my little 'tin' boat which I knew Kathy hated and would not get into because it was 'too tippy.'
I was delighted when the phone rang and this was her cousin inviting Kathy to go shopping as it was a grey day and there was nothing else to do' I plotted about how best to 'accidentally' visit with Mel who would be alone in their place. Walking over there could hardly be accidental, so I figured the fishing excuse would work.
I just had to see what my wife meant by 'huge boobs' and a 'tiny bikini' and for heaven's sake, it was to be just a short, casual visit.
Kathy ignored me while she played with her tablet while waiting for her cousin to pick her up. I wondered what she could be spending so much time looking at on it, and whenever I approached she changed the screen. Oh well, none of my business.