Sorry it’s been a bit. This is part two of the tale of Brandy, my realtor. Part 1 here:
The best fuck of my life: [M]y listing agent and friend’s ex girl[f]riend fucks me into oblivion from gonewildstories
You can’t turn a hoe into a housewife. Fine words that I wasn’t taking to heart.
Maybe Brandy originally had feelings for me, but I definitely let my feelings be known too soon after hooking up. Either that turned her off, or she just used me for sex to make her ex jealous or both.
She didn’t respond quick to texts, didn’t answer calls. I fell for her. My main man, her ex, Joe knew it. I was bummed, hanging at his place having some beer. Joe had started up a little fling with Janie, Brandy’s ex best friend and coworker.
Remember, Brandy – bad ass a bit trashy skinny blonde, sex goddess. Janie – also sexy, big tits, brown hair, flirty, bubbly.
Things for the night would soon take a positive turn. First, i was bumming on the couch. Joe and Janie out in the kitchen, “want another beer” Joe asks me, “Sure”. I’m not paying attention, i’m watching a game, i hear some whispering, and “cmon do it”. Janie enters the living room with my beer and to my shock… SHE’S TOPPLESS! I’m stunned, my mouth drops. Great tan body, her brown hair over her shoulders. Round, perfect, tits. Bigger than her frame should support. Perky, Soft, small nipples that blend in. Joe bursts out laughing, then Janie does, and she hands me the beer, her boobs jiggle when she laughs. She’s not about to pity fuck me, but flashing her breasts is all good and fun to her. I laugh, thanks I say, and just compliment her body.
Like she could sense Janie making a move on me, Brandy texts me out of the blue. Furniture for the buyer of our house was delivered. We let him store his furniture there until closing. Brandy wanted to meet me there to document the condition so we aren’t liable for any damages. Now, she doesn’t really need me there, I think she wants to get laid. The song self esteem by offspring reminds me of our relationship.
We meet, hug, I think “fuck it”, lean in and kiss her. She grins, backs up, and says “not that easy, I gotta make you work for it”. We take some pics, and end up on the second floor, taking pics of a sectional.
I’m being, honest, i’m lost confused, I wanna fuck her, I wanna marry her, she’s nice to me sometimes, ignores me others. I watch her take another photo, I’m silent, she walks to the light switch, and dims the light, smiles. She walks up to me, grabs my hoodie then drops on to this new buyer’s couch. I don’t know how many people have gotten laid wearing a hoodie and cargo’s, but i’m one of them. I worked all day painting, and didn’t change.
She peels her jeans down to one side of her leg, licks her hand and rubs her pussy. Still hasn’t shaved. She unbuckles my pants, grabs a hold of my dick, I can feel her heat at my dickhead, and inserts into herself, again no condom. I was so starved for affection from her, I just went wild. Plowed away, i’m not usually a premature ejaculator but I was so turned on by this girl it started happening. She senses it, her eyes grow wide with surprise. I pull out and spray ropes of cum all over her ass, leg, and this dudes couch.
She doesn’t make me feel bad, but she doesn’t attempt for another round this time. She goes to the bathroom and cleans up. “There’s sooooo much cum” she says as she’s wiping her leg. Mostly area of her back ass left cheek and left thigh and a drop down her leg.
We went our separate ways that night, no sleep over after sex, I went drinking with my friends… and I assume she did the same with hers. Maybe she found someone that’ll last longer.
I am bitter, I would have liked another shot. I was too young and immature to tame her. And mister buyer, you bum hipster, I fucked that girl on your couch. Nickle and dime me about closing costs.
That was it for me and Brandy having sex. But there is a 3rd part to this tale, stay tuned…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/evle7k/part_2_of_fucking_my_realtor_follow_up_to_the
> mister buyer, you bum hipster, I fucked that girl on your couch. Nickle and dime me about closing costs
I get you 100% my friend
Face it: Brandy thought you were a lousy lay. You young fellas just shoot too quick. Once you hit 60, you can slow down and make love to a woman properly.