Our former neighbors, and still friends, Jeff and Ashley came over to our house for a BBQ last summer. Jeff is a professional musician and scholar and spends months away from home. Ashley, stays at home, continues the lessons, performs,and goes to dance class. They are both 29.
After a few drinks and some smoke Jeff and I stared talking about Ashley. She had had an affair recently, while Jeff was away, with a friend of theirs, a drummer/construction worker. Jeff wasn't to upset about it and had had a little fun on the side as well. Since then they hadn't taken any extra-material partners, yet Jeff wasn't apposed to it.
"I wouldn't mind having a go then." I chuckled.
"Please do!" Jeff said "She wont let me in for a month now."
Before I could respond the ladies came in looking for smoke and a refill on their drinks. I couldn't help but pause on Ashley for a moment as my gazed swept the wet bar action. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans that perfectly shaped around her honey dropped shaped plump ass. The jeans crept up into her crotch and she clearly had a camel toe. She was wearing a small rolling stones tee shirt and and her thick, wavy, red hair was pulled up into a loose knot, exposing her long elegant neck. Ashley rarley wore a bra as her titties were small had just a bit of heft. I had looked down her shirt many times and seen her perfect little nipples hard and inviting.
We refreshed our drinks and all went to the living room to roll up a number. Ashley grabbed the exercise ball, Jeff and my wife had the couch, and I stood, playing dj. After a few rounds of the smoke, my wife and Jeff went out to have a cigarette and check on the food while Ashely and I finished it off. Ashely and I started chatting and as we did she started rocking back and forth on the big blue ball. She had straddled the ball and her legs were spread outward as she rocked her ass gently back and forth. The xxxxx began to stir. I couldn't tell if she noticed or not because i was wearing black pants but they were a bit on the tighter side.
"mmmm, this feels so good on my back." she said arching her back and gyrating only at the hips.
"Yeah, I like to lay on it too and stretch my back."
She slides her ass off the ball but brings her hips up parallel to the floor, legs spread wide, until the ball rested in the small of her back and her upper body was taughtly pulled across the ball. She rolled around for a minute, eyes closed, giving me the opportunity to inspect every tight spot on her. Her ass hung off the ball because as she was holding herself up by her abs. Every time she rocks, the point of her jeans in her crotch give a nudge up against what appears to be soft. Just as i thought i saw a hint of dark denim pool in her her crotch she rolled upright,exhaling a huge lungful of smoke.
Strangely, this wasn't unusual behavior for Ashley and so we picked up our conversation about our upcoming garage sale we were planning on having in two weeks. For along time I had dreamed of Ashley while jerking a wad. But know, I had a green light, and the garage sale would provide me with the perfect opportunity....

I was helping my mates wife, Shannon, and his sister, mandy, move in to their new place. We were painting a hall and doing some unpacking. Shannon is 29 with long black hair and bangs cut straight across her brow. Through Her tight shirt her breasts appear pushed together and up by her bra,although they seem to be ample enough. She is wearing a pair of pajama jeans, her low slung bubble butt stretching the material. Mandy is 33, short, with wide hips, a big ass, and the kind of legs that have a hint of an extra layer of fat round the top of her thighs. She has large breasts that are surprisingly pert looking. She has blond hair and a cute face.
Shannon is moving some boxes and every time she bends over her ass draws the top of her pants down exposing the top of her ass.
"Oh my god, go put some panties on, Shannon." Mandy squeaks out in her little voice.
Shannon had been getting us super xxxxxx all day and she was a little on the tipsy side.
"How rude'" Shannon drawled in her deep smokey voice "I didn't even put on a cute pair of panties."
"Seriously," I say, my cock starting to stir in my jeans, "I don't want to see you again until you have some cute panties on!"
I sardonically joke.
I see Shanon's eyes dart to my crotch for a split second.
"I don't even know what box they are in. Mandy, come help" she says, as she slips by me. Mandy had been watching the conversation with a distant interest. Shannon grabs Mandy's wrist and half pulls her to the yet-to-be-unpacked bedroom and slams the door. I turn back to painting trying to calm the awakened one. From behind the door i can hear boxes being shuffled around and opened. Suddenly, the door flies open and Shannon is standing there in a pair of pastel, thin cotton panties, with a cartoon picture of a cat on it.
"How's this?" She asks.
I mentally stammer for a moment before i notice Mandy, who is eying me with keen interest.
"Nope" I say. Shannon puts on a mockingly crestfallen look and slams the door. I hear some more riffling around before the door opens again. Again Shannon, is standing there in a pair of panties, this time satin bikini's that cling to her, and her tight tee shirt. "How's this?"
I shake my head and again the door slams. This time the shuffling goes on for a minute longer and when the door opens Shannon is standing there in nothing but a pair of tiny, black, g-string. "Hows this?" She growls and her large breast sway. She turns slowly to show me perfectly smooth legs and ass, plump and firm. Mandy is kneeling next to a pile of panties and is wearing a pair of white cotton bikini panties and tank top. She isn't wearing her bra and i can see her large areola's and nipples standing stiff and upward, almost aimng at me. Mandy's big blue eyes are wide open and are gently shinning.
My paint brush makes a small slapping sound before it dives into the paint bucket. I move towards the room shaking my head slamming the door behind me.