Stretched Out, Part 3

“Hey, Mrs. Robinson.” Jace grinned as he neared Abigail Robinson, Brooklyn’s mother. The voluptuous brunette MILF closely resembled her daughter, with chestnut brown hair, the same warm brown eyes, and pretty close to the same incredible body. Abigail was a bit more voluptuous than Brooklyn, but she had a fantastic rack, a pair of wide very large breasts that were currently hidden behind a supportive sports bra and her gray tank top. Her body was clearly in fantastic physical shape, probably due in part to the multiple other classes here at this yoga studio. Her wide hips flared out from a slim waist, and her ass was big, round, plump, and well-displayed in her gray leggings. It might not be quite as toned as Brooklyn’s was, but Abigail wasn’t a teenaged cheerleader like her daughter was.

“Hello, Jace.” Abigail smiled, her expression warm like the freshly baked goods she often brought over to the other houses in the compound.

Jace’s eyes slid past Abigail to her yoga partner, the lovely Kaitlyn Simmons. He may be consistently annoyed by Kaitlyn’s son, but damn, it was hard to hold that against her. She had snowy white skin, long waves of black hair currently pulled back in a stylishly messy bun. Her dark blue eyes gleamed like playful sapphires as she grinned at Jace. Her large firm breasts looked great in her electric blue sports bra, her stomach was toned and pale, and her ass looked amazing in her white leggings. It didn’t hold up to Abigail’s by sheer size, but Kaitlyn was a much more slender woman with a fantastic round bubble butt.

“And hello to you too, Mrs. Simmons.” Jace grinned at his other MILF neighbor.

“Here I thought I had turned invisible.” Kaitlyn smirked, but she waved a hello at him.

“Sorry, I was just so caught up with Mrs. Robinson’s pretty smile.” Jace shook his head, making Kaitlyn laugh. Abigail scoffed, rolling her eyes. Jace had been doing this playful flirting for quite a while now, but Abigail never seemed to believe him.

“Jace!” his aunt’s voice called, and Jace turned towards it reflexively. His aunt Daphne stood a few feet away, hands on her curvy hips.

“Get over to your partner and stop flirting with married women.” Daphne ordered, but the quirk to the corner of her mouth betrayed her amusement. Such amusement was a reason that Olivia had been more responsible for babysitting than Daphne had. She wasn’t a very strict person, and tended to give her nieces or nephew whatever they wanted. Olivia wasn’t really strict either, but at least she could put her foot down and say ‘no, Jace, you cannot have fifteen Oreos instead of eating dinner’. Daphne in that situation had absolutely not said no, she’d just slid him the container.

It was why Daphne was his favorite aunt, but it was also why Danielle had said no more Aunt Daphne as a babysitter.

Jace held up his hands in surrender, saying a quick goodbye to Abigail and Kaitlyn before going over to where Emily had already claimed a yoga mat the row in front of Kaitlyn and Abigail. As Jace approached, he couldn’t help but let his eyes wander, enjoying the view of his curvaceous yoga partner and temporary baby mama.

The lovely Latina had her brown hair tied back in a ponytail, though it seemed to be curling free a little in certain spots. She wore a cropped black tank top which showed off her caramel-toned navel. Emily was toned and athletic from her career as a volleyball player for the high school, and she was in fantastic shape. Jace did like athletic girls, it was true, and Emily was a perfect example of why. He wasn’t sure how much was stereotypical Latina genetics and how much was Emily’s athleticism, but her ass was toned and incredible, maybe not as big as a certain Latina cheer captain’s, but Jace was confident he could bounce a quarter off Emily’s ass.

“You chose a good spot.” Jace complimented, glancing towards the front of the studio, where Daphne and Kayla had rolled out their own mats. They had a solid view and were just a little bit off-center.

“Thanks.” Emily shrugged.

“How much yoga have you done before, out of curiosity?” Jace raised an eyebrow. “You’re not going to make me look like a failure, are you?”

A faint smirk played at Emily’s heart-shaped mouth, and she shrugged.

“If you mean can I touch my toes, the answer is yes.” Emily teased. “We’re not all football Neanderthals.”

“I can touch my toes.” Jace scoffed.

Emily waved a hand in a gesture that very clearly meant ‘prove it’. Jace rolled his shoulders, lifted his arms above his head and leaned down. His body instantly flared in protest, but Jace tried to push through it. His fingers brushed his ankles before he gave up and stood back up.

“Ok, so maybe I can’t.” Jace sighed. Emily laughed, and effortlessly leaned down. She basically folded herself in half, her hands coming down to rest on the yoga matt beneath her bare feet. Jace swallowed hard at the view of Emily’s ass with her bent over like that, and **** himself to look Emily in the eye as she straightened back up, looking triumphant.

“I forgot how competitive you are.” Jace laughed, seeing the glint in Emily’s eye. Emily shrugged unabashedly, a grin on her lips.

“I don’t like losing.” Emily admitted.

“Alright, well, you’re going to have to take it easy on me today.” Jace shook his head.

“Don’t worry, we’re partners, not competitors.” Emily winked. “I just had to remind you who’s more skilled at this.”

“Trust me, I’m reminded.” Jace chuckled. Emily nodded approvingly.

As Jace and Emily sat down on the yoga mat to wait for the class to start, his eyes landed on the pair of blondes who were setting up on the mat in front of them.

“Hey, cuz.” Jace called to Isabelle, who turned and waved with a smile.

“Hey, you two.” Isabelle said, smiling at both Jace and her fellow volleyball player. Jace knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t tear his eyes off Isabelle. Yes, he’d fucked his mother and his big sister and things had been getting a little non-familial with his twin sister, but Isabelle… well, he didn’t really have a reason not to check out his sexy cousin, come to think of it. It still felt taboo enjoying the view of her baby blue sports bra struggling to contain her big tits, which were right on the cusp of being DDs. Or enjoying the view of her round ass in those light gray short shorts.

He turned his gaze over to a much less taboo blonde to ogle, and unlike Isabelle, Skylar Wayne noticed instantly that she was being checked out. The green-eyed blonde smirked, putting a hand on her hip and almost posing for his hungry eyes to enjoy.

She wore an outfit extremely similar to Isabelle’s, which led him to believe they bought it together. Thoughts of Skylar and Isabelle in a changing room together rose up unbidden in his mind, but he hastily tried to squash that down before things got uncomfy downstairs. Gym shorts weren’t really built for hiding hard-ons, Jace knew. Skylar’s newly D cup breasts looked great in a sports bra identical to Izzy’s, except it was a light shade of green instead of baby blue. On her lower half she wore the same light gray shorts, though her perky ass didn’t have quite the same heft to it as Isabelle’s thicc lower half.

“I was quite upset to hear you abandoned me for Emily, you know, Jace.” Skylar said, raising an eyebrow at Jace’s choice of partner.

“Emily asked me, and I wasn’t gonna say no.” Jace shrugged. “Should have gotten there faster.”

“Uh huh, and you should also avoid saying your best friend was your second choice.” Isabelle glared, making Skylar wince playfully.

“Oops, no, no, you’re fantastic, Bell.” Skylar assured her best friend, making Isabelle roll her eyes and smack Skylar’s ass. The blonde heiress yelped as a resounding spanking noise filled the yoga studio. Jace laughed, impressed with Isabelle.

“I told you not to call me that.” Isabelle said innocently.

“Message received.” Skylar pouted, rubbing her ass dramatically. “I’m gonna have a handprint there for days.”

“I did not spank you that hard.” Isabelle scoffed.

“You did too!” Skylar protested.

Jace shook his head, laughing as the blondes sat down facing the front of the room, their backs to Jace and Emily. Emily was laughing too, and Jace opened his mouth to say something when another pair sat down off to the right of him and Emily, aligned with Daphne and Kayla but two rows back. They were a few feet away, not right up in their business, but Jace still groaned quietly under his breath when he saw Evan sitting down at the neighboring mat. He was joined, surprisingly, by Amy’s aunt Sierra Collins.

It then occurred to Jace that that must mean Evan was left partnerless and had to pair up with one of the instructors, which made him inwardly chuckle, but he refrained from doing so in actuality. Sierra was looking good today, clad in a hunter green set comprised of a crop top stretched over her very large breasts, and a pair of booty shorts stretched obscenely over the mouthwatering ass that she had. Jace wondered idly why Amy didn’t have one like that, but thoughts of Amy’s ass were also dangerously arousing, so he pushed those thoughts aside to avoid getting hard.

Jace faced the front again, determined to just ignore Evan. He doubted his least favorite neighbor would try anything, though, it was much more likely he’d be trying to show off for Sierra. Jace wasn’t a big fan of Evan, but the guy was predictable, at least.

———

Olivia chose to sit in the front row, off on the far right side, and David didn’t raise any argument. He might have preferred to sit a little further back, especially considering his general ineptitude at yoga, but he wasn’t bothered by it enough to raise a complaint.

David was trying hard not to ogle his new yoga partner, but it was very hard with how prominent her bust was. She wasn’t showing massive cleavage or anything, thankfully, but the shape and size of her breasts through her lavender tank top and gray sports bra was just too obvious. She wore her cute glasses today, and had her blonde hair back in a ponytail.

“So, you do much yoga?” Olivia asked, turning towards David. They were both sitting on the floor, her elbows resting comfortably on her knees with her bare feet just about touching his. They were sat on their yoga mat together, and there only being one yoga mat per group was setting off alarm bells in David’s head that this class might have a fair bit of touching.

He was simultaneously extremely excited for it and extremely awkward about it. He remembered how awkward he was after fucking Rachel for the first time, but it was her determination for a round two that finally made him relax some around her. He knew the dynamic there now, they were fucking in secret every chance they got. He was familiar with that now, and very comfortable in that spot.

With Olivia, it was different. He had fucked her brains out in that hot tub, using Goliath to pound one of his oldest crushes, and he’d absolutely loved it. However, there was now the awkwardness of how to interact with her after that. She didn’t seem to be pursuing a second round, unlike Rachel, and she wasn’t really treating him any differently despite the elephant in the room. Well, she was a little more warm and friendly towards him, but nothing really obviously had changed.

He wished something had, though. He wished she would just tell him something definite, but it didn’t seem like that was likely. Maybe she was just as uncertain of how to behave with him as he was with her? She didn’t have Rachel’s all-consuming confidence, that was for sure.

“David!” Olivia’s voice interrupted him, and he jolted, realizing abruptly he’d zoned out staring at her tits, which she had definitely noticed.

“Shit, uh… sorry, what?” David asked, feeling heat spreading across his face and neck.

Olivia blushed delicately, and she cleared her throat. “I asked if you had done much yoga.”

“Oh.” David said, coughing slightly. “Nope. No yoga experience at all.”

“Well, I’ve done lots of yoga, though I’m not sure what it is that we’ll be doing today.” Olivia said, seemingly latching onto explaining. “I’ll try my best to help you out.”

“Uh, thanks.” David said, glancing at the floor. The floor was safe, the floor wasn’t going to catch him zoned out and ogling it.

He heard a pair of familiar voices behind him, and glanced over his shoulder to see Rachel and Claire sitting down at the mat behind his and Olivia’s. Rachel caught his eye, and she wiggled her fingers in a flirty hello. David glanced between the woman he’d lost his virginity to and his mother, who was oblivious of that fact, and hastily turned around.

That was something he did not want to stick his foot into anytime soon. If he had his way, Claire would never find out what he and Rachel had done behind her back. It was awkward enough after the hot tub where she’d seen him fucking Danielle, though that was the first time as far as his mother knew. He didn’t want to deal with her finding out about his earlier fun with Rachel and Danielle.

Daphne clapped her hands together, and David gratefully focused on the busty blonde woman. No more awkward small talk with Olivia or potentially disastrous talk with Rachel and Claire. Just listening to a beautiful woman talk, he could do that.

“Alright everyone, thanks again for coming to help us out with testing this class. Sorry about the couples’ class mixup, but everyone’s partnered up now so we can get started. We’re gonna start with some warmups, so everyone get up on your feet.” Daphne said, lifting her hands in a gesture to rise. As she waited for everyone to stand up, David noticed she was bouncing on the balls of her bare feet. Was she anxious? Or just impatient?

Once everyone was stood up, Daphne spoke again. “Alright, we’re gonna start simple, just some neck rotations. Shake out your limbs a bit, get some blood flowing. Roll your shoulders, stretch out your ankles, basic things like that.”

Olivia did as Daphne instructed immediately, rolling her shoulders as she rotated her head, turning her neck first one way than the other. David copied her quickly, very out of his element here.

David glanced around the room to see what everyone else was doing and saw that he was pretty much doing the same as them. On the mat to his left, Dana was standing on one foot, rolling her ankle around. Beside her, Amy was rotating her neck while stretching one arm across her chest, her other arm helping guide it. David noted quickly how Amy’s arm was squashing against her ample bosom, and he glanced away, the image of it still firmly held in his head.

“Alright, next up, everyone get on your hands and knees.” Daphne clapped her hands together. “We’re gonna do some quick cat and cow stretches before we get into the actual class.”

“Cat and what?” David asked, making Olivia laugh.

“Don’t worry, they’re easy.” she assured him. Copying Olivia, David got down on his hands and knees. He glanced over at her, unable to avoid noticing how the pose made her tits dangle beneath her. They had the sports bra, so they weren’t fully hanging free, but it still looked incredible.

As Daphne instructed the class, Olivia showed David the poses. The first one was cat, which Olivia demonstrated by arching her back down, which made her ass look very prominent. A different man might have enjoyed the view, but David was more focused on her chest area.

David mimicked the pose, and Olivia smiled, nodding approvingly.

“Good job!” she congratulated him.

Daphne called to switch to cow pose, which was more in the shoulders than the back, David quickly realized. Olivia demonstrated, lifting up with her shoulders and moving out of what was basically doggy style as she let her bottom drop somewhat, more focused on stretching her shoulders and upper back. David copied this pose, too, and got another encouraging smile.

They switched back and forth a few times before Daphne called it, rising to her feet. Everyone else did the same, and David waited to see what pose was next.

———

Matthew Chester wasn’t sure where to look.

He and Ariel were side by side, doing the warmup stretches that were basically doggy style, and all he could see in front of him was ass.

So much ass.

Matt wouldn’t call himself an ass guy, per se, but he sure appreciated a fine derrière. He wasn’t really a massive tits guy either, so maybe he just had an appreciation for beautiful women.

Then again… the current view was admittedly increasing his appreciation for a nice ass. A spectacular ass, really. Six spectacular asses.

Matt had had the good fortune of picking a yoga mat that was right behind a row comprised entirely of women. The yoga mats had been arranged in a little grid, three across and four back. Matt had found himself in the middle of the furthest back row, so he was furthest from the instructors Daphne and Kayla, but the three mats in the row ahead of him were fully occupied by sexy ladies.

One of which was his sister, admittedly, but Matt had to admit, Maple was a beautiful girl. Only a blind man could say otherwise. He also had Ariel Barnes beside him, looking very very sexy. Well, she always looked very very sexy, but especially today in her skimpy yoga attire. Ariel was clad in a sky blue sports bra that covered up a surprising amount, but Matt supposed with tits like hers, wearing a skimpy sports bra might cause some back pain. She made up for it with a very skimpy pair of matching sky blue shorts that barely covered her very round ass. Matt sure wasn’t complaining about that.

“Enjoying the view?” Ariel smirked. “You didn’t change poses.”

“Huh?” Matt blinked, then looked around and realized Daphne had called the switch. He lifted his shoulders and lowered his hips into cow pose, taking his eyes off Gabby’s ass in her black leggings.

“Someone ogling back there?” Daisy called over her shoulder, glancing back at Matt knowingly.

“What? No!” Matt protested as Maple turned around, a displeased look in her eyes. “I just zoned out.”

“Looked like you zoned out staring at my baby sister’s ass.” Ariel said cheerfully.

“Matthew Chester!” Maple exclaimed.

“It was an accident!” Matt protested again. “Beside, there’s nowhere else for me to look.”

“Ass overload?” Ariel wondered, glancing at all the asses on display. From the far left was Kaitlyn Simmons, then Abigail Robinson, then Maple, then Daisy, then Gabby, and Val on the far right. Lots of gorgeous ladies and their gorgeous asses.

“Just look at the floor!” Maple snapped, turning back around. Matt heard chuckling off to his left, and he turned to see a very amused Danielle Holland.

His best friend’s sexy mother gave him a knowing grin, and Matt tried really hard to focus on her playful teal eyes, he did, but…

Oof.

Danielle was in skintight black leggings that looked painted on to her incredible toned lower half, her round ass, her shapely thighs, hell, even her calves were looking fantastic. And despite the best efforts of her black sports bra with its’ purple stripe, Danielle’s tits were swaying beneath her, looking incredible.

Danielle cleared her throat, and Matt’s guilty gaze returned to her eyes, but she was smiling, to his surprise. It was something pretty akin to what he’d seen on Daisy’s face before, a playful little smile that says ‘I know how sexy I look right now’.

Matt looked back forwards, his gaze gliding swiftly across Maple’s perky ass before coming to rest in the empty space between Maple and Daisy. He stared straight ahead to avoid the overwhelmingly sexy views ahead of him.

Of course, he could kind of see Dana’s pert ass and Amy’s curvy one past the two college girls, but at least they weren’t right in his face, and he could say he was just focusing on Daphne and Kayla’s instruction at that point. Yeah, he was just being a very attentive student, definitely not wondering about how Amy’s ass would feel in his hand.

“Hey, perv. Position changed again.” Ariel said knowingly, bumping his hip with her significantly curvier one.

“Shit.” Matt sighed. Ariel clearly knew exactly what he was doing, but at least she didn’t seem bothered by it.

In fact, by the look in her bright blue eyes, she almost seemed… aroused? But surely she wasn’t getting turned on just from catching him staring, that’d be crazy.

“It’s a shame she’s your sister, Maple has one of the best asses here.” Ariel whispered conspiratorially.

Ah, that was it. She wasn’t turned on from catching him perving.

She was perving right alongside him.

“I dunno, Daisy’s is pretty great.” Matt muttered back, making Ariel frown.

“You don’t think mine’s better?” she pouted. Matt very pointedly leaned back to stare at Ariel’s ass. It was a really fantastic ass, big, very round, and practically falling out of those skimpy little sky blue shorts she wore.

“I think you’ve got a point.” Matt grinned. “Yours is great.”

“Why, thank you.” Ariel smirked, an almost… eager look to her eyes.

Matt felt like he was playing with fire a bit here with Ariel, but damn, he wanted to get burned.