My wife, Leanne, has been married to me for four years. She is a quite beautiful woman, though the women in her family are generally attractive. The most stunning among them is her eldest cousin, but she has been married for twenty years and now has a daughter of her own. Then there are her two unmarried cousins.
There is an old saying that beautiful women are all bust and no brains, and in her family, this holds a certain truth. While the women are lovely, their intellect is modest; none of them ever made it to university. Consequently, they hold a profound, almost worshipful respect for me, given my doctoral degree. This is especially true for the twins from her aunt's side. They are in their late teens, currently in their second year of high school, and their grades are a complete disaster. They spend all their time grooming themselves and have even been dubbed the "school beauties." Truly, they are all curves and very little else.
"Hubby, Ru and Roxy want to come over to visit during the summer break. Is that okay?"
"Of course it's okay. You'll have plenty of free time during the break anyway, so let them come. Just tidy up the study so they have a place to sleep."
"They’ve been dying to visit, but they were afraid you wouldn't agree. I don't know what it is about them, but they are fearless against the world, yet they're as terrified of you, their third brother-in-law, as if you were a tiny mouse. They wouldn't dare come unless you gave the word."
"Those two... claiming to be afraid of me? Last time they came to your place while you were out, they kept pestering me to buy them movies and snacks until my private savings were drained. This time, they'll have to pay out of your allowance—or the household fund. Consider it an extra expense for the family."
They arrived in early July. Their train pulled in at ten o'clock at night, and my wife asked me to pick them up. She stayed behind, fearing that a crowded taxi wouldn't have enough room for all their luggage.
"Brother-in-law! Over here!" Two beauties in spaghetti-strap sundresses were waving at me, immediately drawing envious stares from the crowd around us.
"You've been here a while. You must be Ruby, right?"
"I'm Roxy! Sister is Ruby," one corrected.
The two young beauties each latched onto one of my arms. Under the tight fabric of their sundresses, their breasts pressed firmly against me as they swayed and cooed. Having all four of their breasts rubbing against me at once was incredibly stimulating.
"Brother-in-law, we've been on a train for eight hours and we're exhausted, so you have to carry the bags by yourself!" It seemed every pleasure came with a price; after being caressed by four breasts, I was tasked with lugging two heavy suitcases.
Once in the taxi, the two girls sandwiched me between them, peppering me with questions—mostly about what fun things we could do and what local delicacies we could eat. For some reason, they had a habit of pulling me closer whenever they spoke, so I was constantly being tugged back and forth. It was a delightful sort of torture.
I didn't mind the "torture" one bit. One moment my left arm was resting against Ruby's chest, and the next, my right arm was being pressed into Roxy's breast. When they acted coquettish, twisting their bodies, the constant friction of their breasts against my arms sent waves of pleasure through me.
What made it even more provocative were the deep cleavage and the rounded, full curves visible from the low necklines of their dresses. Bound by their sundresses and bras, their breasts looked incredibly lush and ripe.
My manhood began to stir and stand proud. With both of my hands held by the girls, there was no way to hide it; my only hope was that they hadn't noticed. But their eyes seemed to drift right toward it. Damn, they were exposing me completely! I just prayed they wouldn't tell their cousin, or I’d be in deep trouble.
Seeing my erection, the two girls grew quiet. Perhaps they were tired, as they both leaned their heads onto my shoulders, and a comfortable silence fell over us.
When we arrived and the taxi driver leaned in to hear the fare, he whispered in my ear, "Man, you're a lucky guy. Two beauties clinging to you like that."
"Shut it," I chuckled. "They're my sisters-in-law."
"In this day and age, everyone calls their lovers 'sister.' Maybe I'll go find some beautiful sisters of my own. Enjoy yourself, big man. I've got to get back to work to support my old 'sister' at home."
"Brother-in-law, what were you two whispering about? 'Sister, sister'... were you saying bad things about me?" It was Roxy speaking. She was the more playful one, but the two girls looked so much alike that even my wife sometimes struggled to tell them apart, let alone me, who had only known them a short time.
Being with the two girls was exhilarating, but also a bit nerve-wracking because there was a limit to how far we could go. They were often teasing—grabbing my hands, pinching my back, or patting my backside. Once, Roxy even let her hand graze the inner part of my thigh. Fortunately, they hadn't yet dared to go straight for my cock.
Of course, all these antics happened whenever Leanne wasn't looking. The two girls were quite considerate in that regard; they knew how much I feared my wife.
Leanne worked at a government office and I worked in a lab. During the summer break, while she was off, I still had to work frequent shifts and overtime for certain experiments. Having the two beauties around certainly added to the workload. Aside from washing their own clothes, they couldn't help much with the housework; if anything, they added more chores for Leanne.
One Sunday, when it was my turn to be on duty, the two girls, bored with nothing to do, wandered into my office to play.
"Brother-in-law, it's so hot!" Roxy was the more daring one. As soon as she entered, she shed her cardigan, revealing a short blouse underneath. She wasn't wearing a bra. Although the blouse had a double layer of fabric at the bust, one could still faintly see the darker hue of her nipples. Her full breasts and erect nipples pushed the fabric taut, a sight so provocative it was almost lethal.
Ruby looked puzzled. "Brother-in-law, why isn't the air conditioning on?" Seeing her sister strip, she followed suit. Ruby was the more conservative of the two and was wearing a bra, but her impressive breasts were in no way inferior to Roxy's.
"We've been in the AC too long and it was making me feel dizzy," I explained. "I turned it off and opened the windows to let some air in. A little sweat makes you feel better. Remember that?"
"Brother-in-law, you're lecturing us again! I'm going to tell sister you're being mean to us, and then we'll see how she handles you!"
Damn, there was no way to argue with that.
"Brother-in-law, do you have anything to drink?"
"Check the small fridge," I said, pointing to the mini-fridge in my office. Since it was summer and we weren't in the office as often, it wasn't very well-stocked.
"Brother-in-law, there isn't even any water! Just beer. Do you hide in here to drink beer all the time?"
"Why would I hide? And you two shouldn't be drinking beer. Have you ever had it before?"
"Of course we have! We're quite the pros, aren't we, sister?"
Ruby hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, we've had it before. It's fine."
"Then you two can have a bottle each."
"Ugh, I'm not sharing with her! I could drink two bottles easily. Can you keep up, sister? Maybe you should take half a bottle and let me have a bottle and a half so I can look after you."
The two sisters had always been competitive, never willing to yield to one another. Prompted by Roxy's jab, Ruby shot back, "I'm not afraid! Let's just have one bottle each."
I let them bicker; I was used to their rivalry by now. It seemed one bottle each was perfectly doable—after all, Leanne could handle four.
However, both girls were desperate to save face, and neither could actually handle even half a bottle. It turned into a contest: as soon as one took a sip, the other would defiantly take a larger gulp. Before long, they had both polished off their full bottles.
"Sister, I'm finished! Ah... it's so hot," Roxy said. She began lifting her long skirt to fan herself, her pale thighs flashing in and out of view. As she moved, the edge of her bottom was briefly visible.
Ruby was wearing shorts, so there was less to see, but she flopped onto the sofa next to me. "Brother-in-law, my head is spinning. Could you massage my temples?"
Both girls were flushed deep red, though Ruby seemed to have a much lower tolerance for alcohol than Roxy.
"Brother-in-law, will you massage me?" Ruby pleaded, pulling at my hand.
They really had drunk too much. I figured the least I could do was help.
"Brother-in-law, me too!" Roxy, unwilling to lose to Ruby, sat on the other side of the sofa and grabbed my other hand. Damn, I only have two hands! How could I serve them both at once?
"Ah... so hot!" While I was distracted, Ruby boldly pulled off her blouse. Before my eyes sat her magnificent breasts, encased in her bra.
Roxy felt she had lost that round, but she was a girl who never accepted defeat. She hesitated to remove her short blouse, but then a bolder move followed: she pulled her long skirt down. What was revealed were her pale, rounded buttocks, partially exposed by her small panties. It was incredibly erotic. Looking from Ruby's semi-naked breasts to Roxy's semi-naked rear, I desperately wanted to reach out and knead them both.
Fueled by the alcohol and Roxy's boldness, Ruby unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down. To my surprise, Ruby was even more daring; underneath, she was wearing a thong. Her snowy white buttocks were almost entirely exposed, even revealing a hint of her pubic hair.
Before I could even react, Roxy made her move. Without a second thought, she pulled her blouse over her head. Her pair of "jade rabbits" sprang free, trembling with the motion of her undressing. It felt like watching a striptease, and strangely, the thought of stopping them never even crossed my mind.
Not to be outdone, Ruby unclipped her bra and released the string of her thong. Her erect breasts and the tuft of hair between her pale thighs immediately commanded my attention.
"Hmph!" A small sound from Roxy snapped my focus back. She wasn't about to let her sister have all the glory. With practiced ease, she revealed her own dark, fuzzy mound. She even spread her legs slightly. If this had been Leanne, I would have lunged forward immediately to bury my hard cock deep inside her.
But not now. Even though there were two naked beauties, four magnificent breasts, four milky thighs, and two fuzzy little flowerbeds right in front of me, along with my own throbbing cock, I didn't dare move. My eyes simply wandered over their naked bodies in a daze.
"Ah!" Out of the corner of my eye, I realized the doors and windows were open. Instead of telling them to dress, I quickly moved to close them, deciding to enjoy this boundless spring scenery in private. Was that a bit despicable? Perhaps.
Roxy was determined to win. In every one of their battles, she always seemed to come out on top, perhaps because Ruby, as the elder, always tended to yield.
When she saw me return after closing the windows, Roxy immediately lunged to hug one of my arms. Her bare, swollen breasts pressed directly against my skin. Since it was summer, I was only wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, so we were in full flesh-to-flesh contact. The sensation of her breasts against me made me tremble.
Ruby, equally stimulated by the alcohol, was not about to let her sister win. Her breasts, which were a size larger than Roxy's, pressed against my other arm. She even slid a hand down to my crotch. "Brother-in-law, am I more mature than Roxy? At least my breasts are bigger, even though she never admits it."
God, why are You punishing me like this? I was losing my self-control. If a man could withstand this much stimulation, was he even a man?
Ruby's small hand began to caress my cock through my shorts and panties. Her touch was unpracticed and clumsy, but that very lack of experience made it even more exciting. My gaze became fixed on her.
This made Roxy jealous. She suddenly reached down and yanked my shorts down. My hard cock, caught in the movement, jolted violently against my underwear. Roxy had achieved her goal; she pushed Ruby's hand aside and grabbed my cock through the fabric of my panties, beginning to pump it up and down. It was clear the girl was quite inexperienced.
"Brother-in-law, I'm not much younger than Ruby. We were only born half an hour apart! Feel my breasts—aren't they just as big as hers?" She grabbed my hand and pressed it against her swollen breasts. At this point, I had completely forgotten about Leanne. My palm cupped Roxy's breast, stroking it gently.
Ruby, unwilling to be left out, grabbed my other hand and pressed it to her own breast. I couldn't play favorites, so I ended up stroking both pairs of breasts at once.
Seeing Roxy already busy with my cock, Ruby reached down to knead my testicles. "Brother-in-law, am is it true that I'm better than Roxy? Does this feel better?"
How was I supposed to answer that? My cock and balls were being teased by two different sets of hands, while two more hands wandered over my back and buttocks. Damn it, if Leanne divorced me right now, I wouldn't even care!
My stroking intensified. Once the psychological burden was lifted, the pleasure became much easier to embrace.
The two girls began to moan softly, twisting their bodies. Their pubic mounds began to rub rhythmically against my thighs, and the four hands on my cock, balls, back, and butt increased their pressure.
Whether by chance or design, Ruby suddenly yanked down my underwear, while Roxy—without even unbuttoning my shirt—ripped it right off my body, buttons and all, like a common bandit.
A wave of pure ecstasy washed over me, and I slumped back into the sofa.
The two girls collapsed on top of me as well. One straddled one of my legs, her hands working my cock with a rhythmic motion, while the other used her hands to caress my chest and back.
Even more provocative was the sensation of their wet heat pressed directly against my thighs. To increase the pleasure, they began to grind their hips against my legs as if they were riding horses. Within moments, my thighs were slick with their moisture.
Fortunately, the two girls didn't quite know how to scream in bed yet; they only managed muffled whimpers. Otherwise, the whole building would have heard.
Suddenly, all four hands converged on my cock and balls. You can imagine the sensation. Then, both girls suddenly clamped their legs tight around me. I felt hot jets of fluid splashing against my thighs; both of them had reached a climax. A virgin's orgasm comes quickly, but the force of their release was no less intense than a seasoned woman's—certainly no less than Leanne's.
Driven to the brink by the stimulation, I let out a cry and erupted into their hands. Luckily, one of the small hands was cupped over the tip, or my office would have been sprayed from wall to wall.
The two girls remained straddling me, their heads resting on my shoulders, perhaps exhausted. Even though their climaxes had passed, their juices continued to trickle down my thighs and onto the sofa. Since it was a fabric sofa, I worried about the scent lingering; Leanne's sensitive nose would surely pick it up.
I hurriedly gathered them up. "Roxy, Ruby..."
This time, the two girls were actually shy, offering only soft murmurs as they clung to my arms. I made them let go, then grabbed a washcloth and knelt to wipe the moisture from their crevices and thighs. They had released quite a lot; the towel, which had been barely damp, was now almost dripping.
The girls stood still, heads bowed low, as I helped them dress piece by piece. Once they were clothed, I tried to fix myself, but my shirt was missing its buttons.
"Brother-in-law, will you look down on us now?"
"Never. You'll always be my dear little sisters."
In unison, the two girls leaned in and kissed me on each cheek.
"Ruby, Roxy... why don't you two head home for now? I'll be back in a little while."
"Okay!" They agreed and prepared to leave, but before they went, they noticed my buttonless shirt. "Brother-in-law, wait a moment. I'll bring you a new shirt in a bit." Ruby was indeed the more attentive one.
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**My Wife's Two Cousins, Part 2 (Before Leanne's Return)**
"Brother-in-law, we brought your clothes!"
"It only takes one shirt, yet it takes both of you to deliver it. Aren't you tired of all this running around?"
Roxy gave my backside a playful slap. "If only one of us came, wouldn't it be much more convenient for you to do 'bad things'? Do you prefer your sister, or me?"
"Go on, go on," I said, quickly changing into the new shirt to prevent more mischief. "Oh dear, what about the buttons? Your sister is definitely going to ask who tore them. It must have been you, Roxy, right?"
"Brother-in-law, you're so unfair! Why are you framing me? It was clearly Sister who tore them, wasn't it, Ruby?"
"Ruby, was it you?" Ruby kept her head low, which was a silent confession. "Ruby! To think you're so much more intense than Roxy when you get excited! Haha!" Ruby buried her face even deeper, her cheeks turning a brilliant crimson.
Roxy, however, was delighted. "Sister, don't be so shy! When I saw you tearing them, you didn't hesitate for a second! Isn't it a bit late to be acting modest now?"
As the two began to bicker again, I quickly shifted the subject. "Do either of you know how to sew a button? Let's just fix this before your sister finds out. I don't want to have to make up excuses."
"Let me do it, Brother-in-law," Ruby said, taking the shirt and pulling a small sewing kit from her pocket. It turned out she had been prepared all along. She was much more sensible than Roxy, and her sewing was quite skillful. It seemed she wasn't entirely useless after all.
"See, Roxy? Sister is better than you. Do you even know how to sew? You're falling behind Ruby now."
Roxy looked displeased. Suddenly, her lips pressed against mine, and her hand reached down to grab my cock. "But my kissing is much better than hers!" she declared, pulling me into a long, deep kiss. "How was that? Better than Sister, right?"
"Who says I can't!" Ruby pushed Roxy aside, wrapped her arms around my neck, and pressed her lips to mine. She held the kiss for a long time, her soft, smooth lips sliding against mine. She certainly had more of a feminine touch than Roxy.
Even though Ruby had claimed my lips, Roxy didn't let go of my cock, and she continued to fight her sister for my mouth. The kisses grew longer and longer. The final one from Ruby lasted nearly five minutes. By the time Roxy prepared to mount me again, I couldn't take it anymore.
"Wait, wait! My ladies! You're taking turns, but there's only one of me! I can barely breathe! Are you trying to make your cousin a widow while she's still so young?"
Ruby, having won the last kiss, stuck her tongue out at her sister, as if to say she had won the round. Roxy pouted, but then noticed my cock was still in her hand. "Well, I held onto Brother-in-law's cock longer than you did, so you can't beat that!"
Ruby tried to grab it back, and I hurriedly intervened to stop the war. "Hey, hey! You two are not toys! One minute it's lips, the next it's my cock. Are you trying to tear me apart? Stop, stop! Let's pack up and go home."
To my surprise, the two girls suddenly united in a single voice. "Hmph! It's not a big deal. We're only kissing you to be polite, and touching that limp cock of yours is just to show respect to our cousin!"
I didn't bother arguing. I packed up quickly, feeling like a fugitive being escorted home by two relentless officers. When we arrived, Leanne was watching TV. "Oh? Why are you all coming back together?"
"Oh! We just ran into each other downstairs," the two cousins and I answered in unison. Fortunately, Leanne trusted me and didn't find it strange.
I managed to remain composed, but the two cousins were blushing furiously. Leanne noticed something was off. "Why are you both so red? Is it hot in here? Let me turn up the air conditioning."
"No!" "Don't!" Ruby and Roxy protested simultaneously. "Brother-in-law said we shouldn't keep the air conditioning on all the time!"