The Yard Sale

The Yard Sale

I am not a yard sale kind of guy. However as I drove past this farmhouse way out in the country I saw a tiny sign that said “Yard Sale.” The sign was being held up by a very pretty young lady. She was wearing a bikini! How could I resist?

I stopped as quickly as I could and backed up. As I pulled into the driveway the girl ran to the house. I sure enjoyed watching her ass gyrate as she ran. She called out and a slightly older girl came out of the house in a bikini too. I parked and got out of my car.

The older girl said, “Welcome to our yard sale! I’m Betty and this is my daughter Samantha! You’re our very first customer!”

I just had to say it; “You don’t look old enough to be her mother!”

Betty blushed and said, “Even though I hear that a lot it still make me blush! Samantha is fifteen and I assure you that I am thirty-six!”

I said, “You look marvelous! I would have guessed maybe twenty-one at the best!”

Betty blushed again and then said, “Thank you! I suppose that we should show you the merchandise now! Sam grab the other end of this!”

I watched the two girls lift a plastic tablecloth up off from the merchandise that it covered. It was full of very personal items.

I saw about a dozen dildos, a couple of butt plugs, and several pair of panties and bras. There were Ziploc bags with hair and disposable razors in them too. My mouth dropped open. Now it was my turn to blush!

I just looked at Betty but it was Samantha that spoke, “I saw stuff like this on the Internet for sale! I figured that someone like you would prefer to see where it came from first!”

Betty said, “Each of these dildos have spent at least five nights in our pussies while we slept. The ribbon holds a card to tell you which one of us it was in and the dates!”

Samantha said, “The butt plugs were in our assholes for five nights while we slept too!”

Betty said, “These panties were worn for a whole day and never washed! You can see the stains in the crotch from our excitement too! We wore then at least fifteen hours each!”

Samantha said, “The same is true for the bras too!”

Betty said, “Everything is in plastic bags to preserve the aroma!”

Samantha said, “The bags of hair are from when we shave our pussies!