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Note: hi all, this series continues one I wrote last year featuring some local real estate agents. Yes, the people and descriptions of them are real, just changed their names. The story is pure fantasy, but I hope you can still enjoy it! If you want to go back and read the first series, I’ve linked the first story below, the rest can be found on my user account.
In the two years since I had last seen my favorite realtor, Kayli, our lives had gone in drastically different directions. My wife and I had separated, not due to my cheating, but into reasons I don’t want to get into. She kept the house, later selling it, giving me a small amount of the profits, and moved into a townhome. I rented an apartment, worked a ton of over time, and started taking better care of myself, hiking and playing basketball as much as I could.
Kayli, on the other hand, only got more successful. Her, Jennifer, and Tara, the other two members of her real estate team were just named one of the top teams in the state of Utah. Kayli had had another baby, and rocked her body back into shape in no time, using the help of a dietitian and a home gym. She was even skinner then before, weighting 135 lbs, and her 5 foot 1 inch frame was slowly starting to put on muscle mass as she worked out. She loved to post pictures of her post work out, and there was many a night or morning I would spend jacking off to them, thinking of the times I had spent with her.
When I finally felt in a position to buy a house on my own, I hesitate to get in touch with Kayli. I knew that her and my wife still stayed in touch, and wasn’t sure if she would want to work with me again. After getting myself pre-qualified for a mortgage, I sent Kayli a text to gauge her interest, and waited for a response.
Fortunately, I didn’t have to wait long, quickly getting a text back from her that said, “Hey, you! I’ve been wondering when I would hear from you again. I would love the opportunity to find you a home!” I sent her a thank you text and she asked if her or Jennifer could call me later to go over more details
A few hours later, I was surprised when Kayli asked where I was currently living and if I was home. I told her I was home, but was I was renting, and wouldn’t be selling, just buying. She texted back saying, “that’s OK. I figured instead of a phone call, that I would just come see you to see what you’re looking for.” Without even thinking about it, I texted back, “maybe you’re what I’m looking for.” Before I could type out an apology text, Kayli responded, “that’s what I was hoping for.”
I let Kayli into my one bedroom apartment a short time later, admiring her as she walked in. With spring approaching in Utah, she was wearing a black jacket with her companies name on it, zipped up just enough to cover her, but show a slight hint of her cleavage. Her legs were covered with black leggings, and she had her black hair with blonde highlights pulled back into a pony tail.
She threw her arms around my neck, hugging me closely after I shut the door behind her. The hug lingered on, as I slowly rubbed her lower back with my hand, Kayli resting her head on my shoulder. She started to pull away, looked at me in the eyes, then leaned up on her tippy toes, and kissed my lips. I pulled her in close again as our lips kissed for the first time in two years, our months opening up to allow our tongues to wrestle together. I reached down with my hands, cupping her ass in them, squeezing her ass cheeks.
I moved us towards the couch, unzipping her jacket and pulling it off as I did so. Kayli had on a plain blue tank top under it, her gigantic double D breasts being contained on the inside. Her hands reached down between us, fumbling with my jeans until she was able to unbutton them, pulling down the zipper, then yanking them down towards my knees. I finished kicking them off, leaving me in a pair of red boxers, as Kayli turned us around, my back facing the couch.
She pushed away a bit, giving me a moment to pull my shirt off, and looked me up and down. I’m about five feet, nine inches tall, weighing about 160 lbs, with shaggy brown hair, a full beard, and piercing blue eyes. I’m not the biggest guy out there, barely reaching six inches when fully hard, but I am thick, most girls have trouble reaching their hands around me. My cock was already attempting to burst through my boxers, and I saw Kayli lick her lips when her eyes lingered on my groin.
I stepped back towards her, my hands rubbing all over her body as our lips kissed again. I tugged at the bottom of her tank top, lifting both it and her sports bra up and over her head in one quick motion. Her breasts bounced out in the open air, settling down when I pressed my naked body against hers. I spun us around again, kneeling down as I pulled her leggings off, followed by her pink thong. I kissed up her naked legs, helping her to sit on the couch as she spread her legs, giving me access to her shaved pussy.
As my tongue and lips licked and kissed all around her groin, Kayli placed her hand on the back of my head and said, “I’ve been dreaming about this every day since I last saw you. Every time you liked one of my posts, it would get me wet, just thinking of the things we used to do.” As Kayli talked, I started darting my tongue in and out of her pussy, finding her clit and sucking on it, my fingers making their way up and into her pussy, rubbing her as I fucked with my tongue. It didn’t take long before Kayli moaned that she was cumming, squeezed her legs around my head, and covered my face with her juices.
I stood up off the ground and Kayli leaned forward, grabbing at my boxers and pulling them down, where I kicked them off. She took my hard, thick, cock in her hand, rubbing it slowly up and down, her tongue darting out of her mouth to flick the tip of it. She softly sucked me into her mouth, bobbing her head up and down the first few inches of my cock, her hand working the bottom cock.
As she blew me, I placed my hand on the back of her head to help pace her and said, “If you only knew what I was doing or thinking of every time I liked what of your posts.” She took her mouth off me long enough to say, “tell me. What were you doing while looking at my pictures?” I pushed her back onto my cock, forcing myself deeper into her throat and said, “Jacking off. Remembering your amazing blowjobs.” Kayli took me all the way in, leaving me there until she couldn’t breath, before pulling my cock out of her mouth again and said, “there was a few photos I posted that I was hoping you were jacking off to. Do you remember any of your favorites?”
I glanced down at her, my cock in her hand, her tongue going back to licking my tip, and said, “you posted one a few months ago, in front of your gym mirror, flexing your muscles. Your big boobs barely being held by a pink bra.” She smiled and said, “I remember that one. I took a topless one and sent it to my husband. Almost sent it to you too, just as a surprise. Did you jack off to it? What were you wishing you could do to me?” I responded, “I wanted to throw you down on the floor and fuck you hard.” Kayli looked at me in the eyes, kissed the tip of my cock, and said, “then do it. Fuck me hard, right now.”
Kayli shifted so she was laying down on the couch, her legs spread for me. As I leaned down over her, she wrapped her arms around my neck again, pulling me in for another kiss as I laid on top of her. I reached down with my hand, grabbing my cock, wet with her spit, and slipped the head into her waiting pussy. We broke the kiss as I started to rock my hips back and forth, sliding my hard cock in and out of the real estate agent. She released her grip on my neck, her hands moving to rub my back, and I placed my hands on either side of her, lifting myself up slightly to give myself more leverage to begin pounding into her. As her moans filled the air, I fucked her harder and faster, going deeper with every thrust.
I had the perfect view point to look down, watching her breasts bouncing up, nearly hitting her in the chin, every time I slammed into her. After being memorized by them, I leaned down, sucking her left nipple into my mouth, using my tongue to make circles around it, sucking on it, gently biting down on her nipple. This caused Kayli to moan out, “fuck, I’m cumming! Yes!!!” I switch over to her right nipple, sucking and licking that one as I continued to pound into her.
After Kayli came down from her orgasm, she wrapped her legs around me, forcing me to begin jack hammering into her, instead of the long strokes I had been taking. I kissed up from her breasts, lingering on her neck, then a final kiss on her lips, before pushing myself back up above her. She opened her eyes to look at me and said, “God, your cock feels so good. Fuck me! Yes!” I asked her if it was OK if I finished inside her and she said, “where would you like to finish? In my pussy? My mouth? On my tits? You can finish wherever. I’m all yours.”
Hearing this pushed me over the edge. Even if I wanted to pull out, I didn’t stand a chance, as I pushed deep inside her, cum starting shooting out of my cock. I continued to pump into her, emptying out everything I had, as I grunted out loud with every push.
When I was done, I laid on Kayli, sharing a passionate kiss with her, before she pushed me to stand up. I did, letting her get up and head to the bathroom. When she returned, I was laying on the couch, and I opened up my arms for her. She laid down on top of me, shifting to the side after another kiss. “You should leave your husband and marry me,” I said with a laugh. Kayli laughed too and said, “actually, I have a better idea. Come work for me.”
I looked at her, her pretty face with the beautiful smile, her naked breasts pressed against me, and said, “are you serious? Doing what? I can’t sell houses like you can.”
She sat up a bit and said, “you wouldn’t have to. Tara wants to be done doing the paperwork and wants to start showing houses again. Between her, me, and Jennifer, we can move enough houses to keep you more then busy. And, both Jennifer and Tara have told me how much they have a stress reliefer available to them.”
I wondered about it for a moment but she said, “you don’t have to give me an answer now. If you want, on your next day off, hang out with Tara for a bit. She can show you the paperwork she does, and you can decide if you like it or not. And, if you do, I’ll make it worth your while, both in pay and other activities. Just promise you’ll think about it?”
I told her that I would and she said, “Awesome. Now, let’s talk about finding you a house.”
NSFW: yes
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