Subject: House-Hunting With Kelly's Cousin Kristi (MF)
Written by: Kevin Jones <thanagar1@yahoo.ca>
Posted by: Kelly <pghkelly@yahoo.com>
Sent: Sun, February 7, 2010 3:24:40 PM
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Summary:
Kevin’s married to a woman who’s gained significant weight since their marriage.
Not only has she lost her physical appeal, like many women after marriage she
doesn’t suck his dick like she did when they were dating and as for swallowing –
forget it! Now sex is confined to the bedroom with the lights off, missionary
position only. IF she lets him lick her pussy she won’t kiss him afterwards.
Frustrated, he turns to the Internet, masturbating as he fantasies about what it
would be like to married to the sluts he sees and chats with.
Sounds like a thousand men on the Internet, doesn’t it? Is this similar to what
has happened to YOUR marriage? Would YOU do the things Kevin has done when he
gets so horny he can’t control himself?
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I was doing a quick hit and run in town. I was relocating to the Pittsburg area
and clearly that meant a new house. I’d rather be shot in the head, personally.
The last thing I needed was some asshole in a cheap suit walk me through another
generic, overpriced house, all the while trying to do a quick hard sell so he
could get his commission.
I hated real estate agents. Passionately. However, they were a necessary evil.
And thanks to the joys of the internet my wife had already done some shopping
for houses online. I’d finished up my meetings for the day and was looking
forward to nothing more than going back to the hotel, getting some room service
and watching some TV when my wife sent me a text.
“Found perfect house. Go there and meet agent at 7pm.”
Fuck. There goes the evening. No steak and a beer. Instead, a hard sell by a
bald son of a bitch. All of this and it’s Friday night too. Great. Just the way
to spend things.
After driving what seems like four hours into somewhere in the outer suburbs I
finally pull up to the house. It’s pretty much what I feared it would
be…entirely too large, with a bloody huge and useless garage and stuck in the
middle of nowhere. Why my wife would fall in love with this house I have no
idea. I amble up the walkway and try the door. It’s locked. I glance up and down
the street and noticed no cars parked by, which means the agent isn’t here yet.
Glancing at my watch I notice it’s just a little after seven. Which means he’s
late. Someone doesn’t want a sale very badly, apparently.
I head back to the car to wait. Twenty minutes go by and there’s still no sign
of the asshole. I’m weighing the options of just going or sticking around long
enough to give the asshole a piece of my mind when I notice a car coming up
rapidly behind me. An older, but sporty looking car pulls up behind me. Finally.
Hours of grumpiness are about to be unleashed on this stupid prick.
That’s when I notice a pair of deeply tanned legs coming out from the passenger
door. They go on and on. Finally there’s a flash of silver and next thing I know
a thin, gorgeous girl who looks like the just graduated from high school is
trotting towards the side of my car.
“Not the agent,” I think. She’s way to young and way to fucking hot. Probably
lost and looking for directions. Oh well.
She knocks on the door of the car. I roll down the window. Holy fuck is she hot.
“Are you Kevin?” she asks. I can only stare for a second, before nodding my
head.
“Oh thank God you’re still here. I got totally lost. My GPS crapped out on me
and it took me forever to get here. I thought for sure you’d already gone.”
“You’re a real estate agent?” I asked. “Aren’t you a bit….young?”
That got me a smile I suspect she used to good effect to get pretty much
whatever she wanted from men. Probably from more than a few women too. I opened
the door to the car and stood up next to her.
I finally got a good look at her. She was shorter than me and was definitely not
wearing standard real estate agent clothing. Even the women agents I’d dealt
with in the past tended to wear power suits of some kind. Decidedly unsexy and
very professional. This girl, though. Holy fuck.
There wasn’t much to her outfit. There was a black jacket thrown over the top of
it, but what was there of her outfit was a shiny, skintight silver. Covering her
breasts was a bikini top. Her skirt was so short that I was certain it wouldn’t
require much of a shift for me to get a good look at her ass. It was also so
tight that I couldn’t see any panty lines. I had my doubts if she was wearing
any underwear under that outfit.
I was staring and not exactly being subtle about it. Her smile got even broader.
The little slut knew the effect she was having.
“Yeah, sorry about the outfit, she said, not meaning it for a second. “I was on
my way over to a friend’s house. We’re supposed to go out clubbing this evening
when the agency calls and tells me about this appointment at the last minute. I
didn’t have time to run back to the house. I know it’s not exactly professional,
but if you won’t tell my boss, I’d really appreciate it.”
“You’re secret is safe with me,” I said. That got me another appreciative smile.
“Shall we?” she said, waving towards the house. I let her lead the way so I
could get another look at her ass. She knew it too, throwing in some ample hip
movements, just in case there was any chance I might get distracted by anything
else.
As I feared, the house was a nightmare on the inside. It looked like a reject
from the 70s. There was still stucco on the wall. The only reason I could think
the wife would want this place was so she could drop a fortune completely
remodeling it. So not only was I looking at a hundreds of thousands on the
house, but probably another 100 grand to make it look like something other than
the set of a 70s porn movie.
To her credit, the agent, Kristi was her name, knew the place was a dud. She was
trying to put her best spin on it, but even she was looking at the place with
some distaste. After enduring a shag nightmare that was the living room and
basement, we finally made it to the master bedroom. Not only was there shag
carpet there as well, but the ceiling was made up entirely of mirrored tile.
“Oh dear God,” I said.
Kristi laughed. “Come on, it’s not that bad. Think about it, you could watch
yourself having sex with your wife. It’ll be fun.”
“Yeah, I don’t think she’s going to go for that. Nice try, though.”
“Well, I think it’s kind of hot,” she said and walked over towards the bed that
was in the middle of the room and lay down on the bed. I glanced up at the
ceiling and could see her sprawled out on the bed. Her skirt had ridden up a few
more precious inches. I couldn’t see her pussy, but if she kept moving around on
the bed a bit more, I had no doubt that was about to happen.
“So, are you sure you’re not interested in this house,” she purred. “I think I
can make you a good deal on this place.”
Well now, what to do next. I was married, but it wasn’t like I hadn’t strayed on
these business trips before. Last time I was in town doing business I went out
with some lawyer who got this phenomenal call girl to come back to the hotel
room. Best blowjob I’d ever gotten in my life and one of the best fucks. And
Kristi was goddamn hot. I did want to fuck her, but I didn’t want to get stuck
with this house.
I took off my jacked and walked over to the edge of the bed. She rolled over on
her side and looked at me. The skirt rolled that last inch or so. Definitely no
panties. My cock was getting nice and hard looking at this slut rolled out on
the bed.
“I’ll make you a deal. I will buy a house from you. Not this house, though. But
show me another few houses and I will buy one and I won’t even haggle over the
price too much. But not this place. Deal?”
She thought about it for a moment, looking at me and calculating whether or not
I could be trusted.
“How do I know you won’t go back on your word?”
“You don’t,” I said. “However, I’m not buying this house just so I can fuck you.
So you can trust me, make a sale and get laid, or don’t trust me and go off to
your friends frustrated. Because I can tell you’re pretty damn horny right now.”
And I could. She was flushed in the face and hadn’t really stopped moving since
she got on the bed. The sheets, I noticed, were silk. Did Hugh Hefner live here
or something?
“Oh well. I’ll just have to take you at your word,” she said. Next thing I
notice she’s slide across the black silk sheets, her silver skirt riding up
across her waist showing off her shaved pussy. She reached out and undid my
belt, making quick work of my pants. She then reached into my underwear and
fished out my cock. She made a sound from a woman that swear I’d never heard
before. It almost sounded like a growl of some kind.
“Oh yeah, this is what I’ve been waiting for all day,” she said. And then she
stopped talking because her mouth was full of my cock.
It felt unreal. Not as good as that whore John had fixed me up with last year,
but close enough. Kristi knelt on the bed sucking my cock. She might look young,
but judging by the way she was sucking on me, I suspect she’d sucked her fair
share. In fact, the way she moan and groaned and she was sucking, and looking up
at me made me wonder if she didn’t sell something else before she got into real
estate. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear she was a pro.
I was enjoying it. It had been sometime since I’d had my cock sucked and even
longer since I’d had it sucked this well. I was tempted to cum in her mouth.
Except I was probably going to spend a lot of money because this slut was too
hot to resist. And that pussy was too good to pass up. I pushed back on her head
gently. My cock popped out of her mouth. She had a look on her face like I’d
just taken away her favorite toy or something.
“Turn around,” I said. “I want to get a good look at that ass.”
That brought a smile back to her face. She quickly slid around on the sheets and
put her head down a bit, sticker her ass up in the air. She looked back at me.
“Come on, then. Fuck me. Give me that big, hard cock.”
Oh yeah, definitely a pro at one point. Like I gave a fuck at this point. I
lined up my cock with her pussy, then grabbed her hips and rammed it into her.
“Oh fuck yes!” she screamed. “That’s it, fuck me hard you bastard.”
“Not a problem, you fucking slut. You want it hard, you’ll get it hard,” I
grunted. Then I managed to find another speed in my fucking. There was nothing
subtle or graceful about this. It was fucking a horny slut as hard as I could.
By the sounds of it, that’s just what she wanted.
“Oh yes, oh fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” she kept chanting. I could feel her
fingers working her clit as I pounded her pussy. On an impulse I took one of my
hands off her hips and slapped her ass. I figured if she was this big a slut she
probably liked having her ass slapped as well. I was right.
“Oh, slap my ass! Fuck me and slap my ass, you fucker.”
I kept up both the pace and slapping her ass. Not too hard, but hard enough that
her ass was turning a bit red. And judging by her steady stream of cursing, she
liked it. Finally, she arched her back and screamed. I could feel her pussy
tighten around my cock.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming! Don’t stop! I’m fucking cumming so hard!”
I kept fucking her, although the way her pussy was clamping down on my cock,
keeping up the same pace was hard. Finally, she collapsed on the bed and didn’t
move. I eased up and stopped fucker her, content to just keep my cock buried in
her. For the moment, she seemed perfectly content to leave it there as well. I
could feel her pussy spasm and hear the occasional moan come for her. Finally,
she started to move. She slid up the bed a bit, letting my cock come out of her
pussy. She reached down and touched it and smiled.
“Oh Christ, I needed that. It’s been, like, a couple of days since I was last
fucked,” she said.
I started taking off the rest of my clothes and got on the bed with her. I
crawled between her legs and thought briefly about licking her pussy. However, I
got the feeling that pussy licking was not what was on the slut’s mind.
“A couple of days is a long time for you?” I asked.
She reached up and pulled up the top of her bikini, showing off her tits. They
weren’t huge, but I couldn’t resist leaning in and starting to suck them. She
moaned again.
“Ohhhh. If I don’t cum three or four times a day I go crazy. And I need cock at
least once a day,” she said. I glanced up from suck her tits and she grinned.
“And I’m not finished with the one I have right now. Fuck me and then cum all
over my tits.”
Who the hell was I to say no to an offer like that? I aimed my cock at her pussy
and it slid right in. She groaned again. I then grabbed each of her legs and put
them on my shoulders and began fucking her hard again. One hand started playing
with her tit while the other went back to work on her clit.
I’d been with some slutty women in my day, but this one took the cake. I
suspected she had no sense of shame at all. If it made her feel good and could
get her off, then she was all about it.
“You are one of the biggest sluts I’ve ever met,” I said, trying hard not to
sound like I was winded.
She ran her tongue across her teeth, enhancing the slutty look. “I bet I’m the
biggest slut you’ve ever met.”
“Probably,” I managed to get out. Fucking her so hard, for so long, I was
starting to get close. And the show she was putting on wasn’t making it any
easier.
“Oh, I’m the biggest, horniest fucking slut you’ll ever meet,” she groaned out.
And wait until you see what you get as a closing bonus if you buy a house from
me.”
“What’s that?”
She reached up and grabbed my head, bringing me in close. I was dripping sweat
onto her, and this close I could smell a combination of sweat, perfume and
arousal. She whispered into my ear.
“But a nice big house from me and you’ll get to fuck my ass next time. I’ll even
let you cum there.”
That did the trick. I could feel my orgasm rushing up like a freight train and
there was no stopping it. I pumped my cock into her a few more times and leaned
back, pulled it out and groaned loudly.
“Here it is, you fucking slut. You wanted cum, here it is.”
A huge, cat-like grin split across her face. I began shooting cum up her body,
the first shot hitting her neck, then a few on her breasts and then the rest on
her stomach. She began scooping up some of the cum and licking it off her
fingers, making little humming noises the entire time.
“Mmmmm, not bad at all. Almost a shame to let all of this go to waste in my ass,
but a promise is a promise, right?”
I flopped back on the bed and nodded weakly. Holy fuck, I didn’t know if I could
survive another round with this slut, let alone one where I’d get to fuck her
ass, but I was certainly game to try.
Kristi slid down the bed and began sucking on my cock. It was almost too much to
handle, but she seemed to get off on the taste of my cum and her pussy. I
noticed her hand was going back and stroking her pussy again. Just when I
thought she might be ready for another round, she suddenly sat up.
“Oh shit, look at the time! I was supposed to be at my friend’s 45 minutes ago.
She’s going to kill me,” she said. The perky tits quickly disappeared behind the
silver bikini top. She hopped off the bed and adjusted her skirt. Then she went
over to the mirror and began working on her hair.
For the moment I was forgotten so I quickly started to get dressed. I glanced at
her body. Holy fuck, would that all real estate agents look like her. I’d buy
houses a lot more often.
“Ummm, you missed a spot,” I said, pointing at her belly.
“What? Oh, right,” she said, noticing a spot of cum just above her belly button.
She quickly swiped a finger across the spot and licked it off.
“So, what do you say we book a few hours tomorrow to find you a house,” she
said. “Assuming you’re….ah, good to go.” Again, the mischievous smile.
“Oh, I think if you can find the right house, we can take care of all the
details tomorrow,” I said.
“Great! I’m looking forward to it.” Then she turned around and walked out of the
bedroom, shaking her ass as she went. I just hoped to God there was a good house
tomorrow, otherwise I might end up buying something ugly, because I was clearly
going to have to have that ass.
Maybe house buying wasn’t such a chore after all.
House-Hunting With Kellys Cousin Kristi