The open house surprise

Yea, so this was… interesting. I went to an open house, and the realtor was super cute. Very sweet, kind of flirty. I was honestly there to check out the place, but she mentioned no one had really been there today, which was surprising because it was a super nice place.

Anyway, she was showing me around, and we were laughing and making small talk and jokes. I thought it was… interesting… when we got to the bedroom. She said she had to “fix the bed”—which was an air mattress that was leaking air. Instead of just walking up to the head of it and pulling it out from the wall, she proceeded to lay face down on the bed and reach up behind the headboard.

Let me mention… she was wearing a long fitted shirt, almost like a dress, and knew full well what was exposed when she did that. I felt my heart start to beat faster and a bit of sweat form under my arms. Within seconds, I swear, I felt my dick lift off my leg and begin to pulse.

She was acting like she couldn’t get the cord plugged in and asked if I could reach the plug. I was like… what?? The bed weighs one pound. Oh, it’s because the house was “staged,” by the way, that’s why it was an air mattress. Anyway, I went around the bed but kept my body turned to the side so she couldn’t see anything happening in my tight-ish jeans.

She kind of laughed and said I needed to reach over her, which I did. Honestly, I was okay with my half-erection touching her arm as I leaned over. I know she felt it because her arm moved against me. I reached down and grabbed the cord, and she suddenly grabbed my hand, acting like she tried to “scare me,” meanwhile pulling me down a bit.

I’m going to cut to it… I could literally see her tight, boy-cut ass shorts. The way the upper backside of her thighs folded below her cheeks literally weakened my body, and before I knew it, I was 6.5 inches deep, driving into her in a prone position. The mattress wasn’t leaking air before, but it sure as fuck did now, lol.

Her hands pressed against the wall with every hard pump into her. The moans and grunts she made with every penetrative thrust are engrained in my memory. She lifted her tight thighs and ass higher so I could reach every inch inside of her. There was no lead-up, no foreplay; I filled her with every inch of my cock within seconds.

When I entered her, I laid still at first so she could feel me swell against every wall inside. She gripped my cock by flexing and told me to fuck her like I’d never see her again. That was insanely hot, by the way… the way her ass pushed up every time I ploughed into her. I wanted it so fucking bad. I wanted her so fucking bad. You couldn’t fit a piece of paper between my pelvis and her ass. She asked for it, and she received it—hard and deep.

Her face was buried in the bed when I was seconds from absolutely emptying weeks of not cumming, and then the fucking doorbell rang!!! I pulled out so fast… she flipped over and sat up, grabbed and pressed down on my cock—now in my shorts—which actually made me cum.

We went to the top of the stairs to go down, and I grabbed her from behind, tight against her pussy, for like seven seconds and just held her. She started to have an orgasm but pulled away.

I’ll tell you what… watching her try to walk down the stairs, and then greet people out of breath—lying about being upstairs in the bathroom—while I could see the trouble she was having to stand up, is something I’ll jerk off to for a long time.

She had another hour in that house with some really, REALLY wet shorts. I wish I could have kissed that amazing pussy after the way she let me absolutely slam her. I can guarantee she could feel me inside of her for the rest of the day.