Open House

"Bye~! Thank you~."

Lee slams the cab's door shut and steps back from it as it drives off.

"(Hm, I think I may need to work on how I say bye to people. What I just did might've come off as a little bit too... no, I'm probably overthinking it... but then again... fuck it, I'ma just see this damn house.)"

Lee would walk down the sidewalk, his eyes squinted due to how there were so little clouds and no shade to mitigate how much the sun was beaming down on him, causing him to start perspirating not too long after exiting the cool confines of the taxi. Lee took a look at his surroundings, seeing that he had to be the only one who was out in this suburban neighborhood, yet still feeling like there were eyes on him.

"'Kay here it is." Lee said under his breath when he saw the sign that said "OPEN HOUSE", "If there is a god that cares about my kind, then let me make it out of here in one piece."

Lee went up the paved walkway that led to the front door of the house, the door being left completely open. Lee nervously crept his way inside, not wanting to draw attention to his presence, but quickly realized that by sneaking like this, he'd probably get more unwanted attention, so he picked up his pace to a moderate walk. The sound of his dress shoes on the hardwood floor got him a few looks by the people who were able to see him from where they stood, but nobody looked for too long as it was a common occurrence for people to come inside of this house.

"Howdy there!" a voice said in direction to Lee.

Startling Lee just a little bit was an almost middle-aged blonde White woman that was approaching him with a hand extending out in front of her. Her bone-straight hair came down to her shoulders and was fun to watch sway in a uniform fashion when she moved. On her was a light red wrap dress and tan kitten heels which brought her from 5'6 to about 5'8. The generous showing of her very impressive cleavage was a tactical decision on her end, along with wearing a dress that showed her voluptuous figure with how well it fitted her.

"I'm Dalary. The real estate agent." she introduces herself to Lee, giving him a big smile.

Lee takes her hand and shakes it.

"(Goodness gracious, she's got a firm grip! Giving firmer grips is something I should make a habit of, or else I'll get easily found out.)" Lee thinks to himself while saying, "Good to finally meet you, Dalary! I'm Lee Jordan."

"The pleasure's mine. Um, if I recall, didn't you say you were bringing your significant other with you?"

"Yeah. I did. But they couldn't make it, so it's just me, haha."

"Okay, I see. Well, since you just came, I'll let you look around. Definitely feel free to ask me any questions if you have any." Dalary said, giving her big smile again.

"Will do. Thanks!"

Dalary steps away from Lee to talk to the other people in the spacious house that doesn't have much furniture around, allowing for its raw nature to be easily observed.

"(Man, that made me too nervous. What's this room? Oh, it's the bathroom. What a nice bathroom.)"

Lee entered the room closest to him, but since it was just a bathroom, he wouldn't find himself staying in there for too long.

"(Gosh, I'm so tired.)" Lee does a big yawn as he steps out of the bathroom, looking over at the open front door with his squinted eyes, "(Oh, another potential buyer? Hard to see when my eyes are watering a little. From the looks of it, they look like a naked old White guy, looking like some war veteran or something with that white beard he's got. That thing hanging between their legs sure makes me think of a dick at first sight, but that's probably just me having gay thoughts.)" Lee thought.

Stepping in through the front door was in fact a White guy who was nearing old age, and was wearing no clothing; . The only thing on him were a pair of black shades that hid his eyes, and a brown camouflage cap with the American flag on it. He was 5'5 and quite meager, but that only made his veiny 9-inch penis stand out more along with his saggy ballsac. As he walked in, he looked around, licking and smacking his lips loudly while also grabbing his erection.

"(Oh, wow! It actually was a naked White guy! Fuck me! But weirder than that, why's everyone treating this like normal? I mean, when I came in, I attention from others. But when this man comes in with no clothes on, no one bats an eyes. Wait... could it be because they just knew I wasn't from here? Or even worse, they could tell I'm QUEER?! Oh, no, I knew I'd stand out no matter how regular I looked. I had a feeling unprogressive state was just crawling with bigots who could pick out gays. But all is not lost. If I just act like these people, then they'll surely think differently of me. I mean, me not freaking out over this nude man has got to show that I am one of them. This is probably just a part of the state's culture. Gonna take a person from the city like me to get used to such a thing. I wonder what the living room's like.)"

Lee steps into the living room, looking around at how nicely vast it is.

"(Man, Jean would love, love, LOVE this! There's just so much space for him to hang pieces of art up on. Oh, and that fireplace is big plus. If only that couple right there could just not be in the way of it; really wanna see it better. Oh, now that old fella is here. He is re~ally eyeing up that guy's girl.)"

The man came up behind a 5'3 White girl of moderate build who was in her late twenties and was looking at the living room's fireplace with her boyfriend. She had curly brown hair that went a little bit past her shoulders, and she was wearing a simple light blue shirt with tight brown shorts that framed her adequately plump ass and thighs.

"(Or actually, maybe he's just trying to see the fireplace like I am. After all, him being naked doesn't mean that he's gonna be up to doing perverted things. Oh, but him just going on to grab her butt like that sure does mean he's up to doing perverted things. But then again, maybe it's not perverted down here. Perhaps it's something special. I mean, neither the girl or the guy is reacting to him touching her so sexually. Wow, seeing him squeeze her booty like that sure does affirm my belief that everyone down here has a very firm grip. I don't even know if I'd want to be grabbed that hard since it looks a bit painful. Oh my, he really just pulled her shorts and thong down like that! Well, I can definitely see how she can take groping like that with all that meat she's got on her. Man, the way it jiggles when he smacks her cheek, and also the sound of it bouncing around on the walls. Could this be some strategy on Dalary's part? To show off all this room's space? Nah, that'd be silly.)" Lee thought at the same time during his distant viewing of the fireplace.

The man would play around with the girl's ass for a little bit, clutching the thickness of it in his hands and slapping it sideways like it was some speed bag to him. Finishing up with her butt, he would pull her shirt up off of her and deeply inhale its scent before letting a sigh of pleasure out.

"(Hm, now both of them are naked. Although, she got stripped by him, so that's probably a different thing. But still, no one's bothered by this. Oh, WOW! Did he just put his dick inside her?! This place's culture is something else! Hard to believe that the boyfriend is still just there not acknowledging any of this. But the girl is no better. She really just stood there and let the man take her shirt off, and after that, kept her hands by her side as he spread her cheeks from each other and inserted himself in her vagina. Honestly though... what I'm most surprised at is how she's not wearing a bra. This state not having abortion rights would imply that the women down here be 'modest', so her freeing the nipple is a bit of a shock.)" Lee thought as he watched the man block most of the view of the girl's body, now only really being able to see his naked backside going back and forth as he thrusted himself inside of the uncaring girl, causing her big butt to jiggle and have its clapping be heard throughout the living room.

The girl's boyfriend would leave her side, but she would remain in front of the fireplace getting fucked. Lee would take this opportunity to walk up closer to the fireplace to see it better.

"(Did the guy really just leave her here to get fucked? OH, WA~IT! I was probably right about him being a veteran. And what this all could be is some way that they pay their respects to those who've served. Makes sense for a rural state like this. These places are always so patriotic.)" Lee thought as he got closer.

Lee stood next to the girl and the man pounding her pussy from behind, only giving her a warm smile, one which she reciprocated.

"Good-lookin' fireplace, don'tcha think?" she initiated conversation.

"Yeah, a fireplace is always a plus." Lee responds, keeping his eyes on hers, only seeing the man and his movements in his peripherals.

"It sure is! Y'know, I've always had this thing with..."

"(I hope me standing close to the both of them shows that I'm not some outcast - being this close has gotta show 'em that I'm well-accustomed to this way of life. I've really gotta say, this girl is totally flat. Makes sense why she wasn't wearing a bra. But at least she's got a butt. I mean, he definitely knows it. I can barely hear a word she's saying with how hard he's going at her. Man, sex by the fireplace would be so hot. But more passionate sex rather than how these two are going about it so casual-like and animalistic, but yeah... I can see it now. But now I can't anymore since he's now grunting loudly and going harder. Oh, it makes sense now. The geezer just ejaculated. The way he's shaking makes it obvious. Even she's shaking because of tight his grip on her. And now he's pulling out of her slowly, mhm, yeah. Even from my peripherals, I can tell a lot of cum went inside her; that string of jizz don't lie. Oh, he's turning her around now. Okay, he's bringing her head down. Now he's using her mouth to clean off his dick, ri~ght. It's quite odd how he's the one making her do all of these actions. I mean, she hasn't really lifted one muscle all this time. Like, wouldn't it be a sign of respect for her to do most of the stuff? But what do I know? Maybe this is how things are supposed to go. Just like him now going somewhere else.)"

"I'm sorry for rambling. I'll let you get back to looking around the house." the girl says and leaves Lee, her pussy dripping with cum and her bare ass cheeks jiggling every time she takes a short step with how her shorts and underwear are around her ankles, restricting her range of movement.

Lee takes a couple more minutes to look at the fireplace before moving on from it. He decides to just look at the vast wall which the fireplace is a part of, moving at a deliberately slow pace like everyone else since everyone's taking their time looking at every characteristic of the home while they move. Lee takes his eyes of the wall and shifts his attention to his left where the rest of the house is. Lee sees, that still in the living room, is the naked old guy, now embracing from behind a 5'5 brunette White woman in her mid-thirties, his hands under her violet shirt and his cock rubbing against her denim shorts as she feels the texture of a wall.

"(A quick one that man is. Wonder if all that time he's spent in the army is the cause for such fast recovery. He definitely is energetic about licking the back of her neck. And definitely is he not showing restraint with squeezing her boobs. Look at his hands go, it's like he's getting a workout out of it. I do wonder if him grinding himself on her shorts like that feels good. I'd imagine he'd take them off the same way he did with that other g— oh, there we go, he's pulling them down. This lady's butt isn't as good as the other girl's, but given the way he just tugged her thong down and is now on his knees burying his face between her cheeks and shaking his face in them, the downgrade in size sure doesn't matter to him. Oh, that's feisty! He just bit her on the ass. She surprisingly didn't react to it at all and still isn't even with him alternating between each of her cheeks. That's gotta be so~me wall if not even him chomping down on her like that doesn't even get a wince out of her. Looks like grandpa's done with supper... seems like he's on to dessert now judging from how he's aiming his dick right between her legs. Man, he's got some stamina. Not too long ago he was pounding away at that girl's jiggly booty, and here is now doing the same thing. Mm, and now that he's pulled her shirt up, I can see that this one's got some bust on— oh, and there it is! He just yanked her bra down and out popped her perky things. He sure is holding on to them for dear life.)" Lee comments on the situation in his mind, looking at the other side of the room and seeing along with it the man energetically the humping the brunette as she's still feeling the wall, blissfully unaware of how her bra cups are underneath her 34B tits that are quickly jiggling from how hard she's getting fucked.

Having seen enough of the living room, Lee heads on into the dining room through the big opening that's in front of him, passing by the woman whose face is now being pressed against the wall she's been inspecting due to the man getting more forceful with his using of her body.

"(This dining table is so ni~ce and bi~g. With something like this, we could definitely be the ones hosting Thanksgiving. But then again, who would wanna be at the gays' home.)" Lee put his hand atop the table and slid his hand on it as he walked to the end of it, "(My~, I wonder what kind of wood this is. Oh, and speaking of wood, here's the man of the hour again with is hard-on swinging out and about, followed by the woman he was just using, only now with all her clothes off. Is that the kitchen he just entered?)" Lee snickers to himself, "(I wonder if he's looking for something to eat.)"

As Lee inspects the table he's quite fond of, the man comes back into the dining room with a Hispanic woman whose appearance belies her age, given how she's 5'0 has black hair which goes down to her waist, and a very youthful face with youthful skin, not to mention the fact that she's wearing maize shirt with a frilly knee-length skirt.

"(Oh, well would ya look at that. He did grab himself something. And look, he's putting it right up on the table. Just picked her up and slammed her right down on top of it. Gotta say, seeing him do that proved that this is a sturdy table. Oh, and him pushing her onto her back on top of it further proves my point. Now he's lifting her skirt up. There go the panties, and in goes his dick. And just like the last two times, he is a stallion. Wow, what a strong table this is if it's supporting what these two are doing. Should take a closer look at the legs of this fine piece of furniture.)" Lee observes before lowering himself to further inspect the table, perceiving the man's sexual endeavors as a indicator of the table's integrity.

Out of Lee's view, the man was in between the girl's legs, thrusting into the woman's pussy as hard as his aged body would let him. She laid there, looking up at the ceiling as her body was sent in the same jolting back and forth motion that was a result of her getting screwed. The man, during his thrusting, grabbed her shirt and tore it enough just so that her chest was exposed. He then heaved her up off of her back, getting her upright so he could reach inside her bra and pull out each of her 34D breasts that he would lunge his face towards to get his mouth on.

"(Yeah, some very good craftsmanship.)" Lee concluded as he rose back up, "(My gosh, slow down old man. You're sucking on the lady's boobs like they're covered in gravy. Ugh! What is wrong with me? Thanksgiving comes up in my head once, and I'm over here now thinking about gravy. It's not like I'm wrong, though. He's gonna leave so many marks on her breasts with how hard he's slurping on them. But more impressive than that is how he's doing while still fucking her at a good pace. But that's enough of here. That kitchen is calling to me~!)" Lee sings in his head, passing by the man as he keeps feeding on the Hispanic woman's boobs.

Lee steps into the very modern and pristine white kitchen, turning his head back and forth so he can see every nook and cranny of it. In the kitchen were a couple of people, one of them being that girl with the voluptuous behind he had met in front of the fireplace. Still, she was naked, and was using her phone as she sat in a chair that was in front of the kitchen island placed in the middle of the area. The chair, not being a stool, had support for one to rest their upper back against, but had a hollow opening where one's lower back would be. Because of this and the girl being hunched forward, her fat rump was sticking through said opening, just squeezed in between the two stiles that framed the plumpness of her derriere, displaying her booty like it was meant for gloryhole use.

"(Okay, right now there's too many people for my liking here, so I should check upstairs.)" Lee assesses his situation and makes a beeline out of the kitchen, heading into the hallway that leads to the front door, but making a turn to go up the stairs that's in front of it.

Upstairs is much quieter due to how much less people there are and the lack of lewd noises that were coming from the man. Lee checked each room, usually in each empty one for a few minutes until someone came in, where then he would do his best to leave in the least rude-looking way possible. Lee looked at the small paintings that were on the wall in the hallway, but not too long after admiring them, he heard the sound of footsteps rushing up the stairs. Figuring he'd done enough looking, Lee hurried into the master bedroom where there was a portly man with talking to his wife. The wife was a 5'5 light-skinned Black woman in her early thirties whose curly black hair was tied up into a puff, and the cobalt blue shirt dress she had on showed off her fairly curvy and in shape physique, along with also letting her very smooth-looking legs be available for viewing. Lee smiled and nodded at the two as he headed into the bathroom.

"(Oh me, oh my, I'm getting so worked up. I really need to calm down - think I'm making too big of a deal out of being around these people. But sure is a good thing that I stepped inside of her because this bathroom is just ama~zi~ng! It's so modern, yet so fancy! And this lighting! I am so glad this bathroom has hot lighting instead of warm because I HATE looking yellow in the morning. My go~sh, look at these bath curtains! They feel so nice and— oh no, did I just hear something rip? I didn't rip the curtain, did I? No, don't seem like it, I wasn't even touching it that hard. That sound probably didn't have anything to do with me. It didn't even sound like it came from in here.)" Lee panicked a little on the inside, but remained calm and collected on the outside as he checked out the bathroom he had taken a liking to.

Not wanting to seem weird for being in the bathroom for too long, Lee came out of it. Upon his egress, he would see that the wife was now ass-naked and laid down with her face buried in the sheets of the clean white bed with the old man right on top of her in a prone bone; all her clothing was at the foot of the bed. With his hands gripped onto her shoulders and his face right next to hers, the man would be slamming his pelvis down on the woman's fat and shapely ass, of which then a loud CLAP would be alongside the violent rippling of her skin. In a way, it looked like the woman's ample butt was sending the skinny man back up with its recoil, like her own ass was fighting back against the **** he let out onto her.

"(And we meet again, gramps. Great, now I can't just leave the room now. I'll look suspicious just coming in for the bathroom and not even checking out the room itself. They'll think I've been scared away from this part of their culture. Okay, I'll just linger here then. Least the husband isn't here and now it's just here. She can't even see me with how she's got her face in them sheets. Oh, speak of the devil, he just lifted her face up to start licking her cheek. Ew, is that what an old person's tongue looks like? Hope that don't happen to me. He is just coating her face with what little saliva his tongue can muster. And man, his grunts. I hope he doesn't kick the bucked mid-fucking. But then again, that wouldn't be too bad since it's clearly something he loves doing. I mean, just look at him go! This is like his fourth one and he's still going strong. And this woman ain't nothin' easy with all that cake she's packin'. Oh, are those her clothes on the floor? Guess that explains the rip I heard. He had to have torn her clothes off. Guess another good thing about this is that I can see that this bed is good for very intense action. Something every couple needs, of course.)" Lee says in his mind as he passively watches the old man fill the room with the loud sound of the wife's thick ass being rapidly clapped, mixed in with his grunting.

Lee would walk over to the window and look outside at the neighborhood, imagining how if he were to get this house, this would be one of the first things he would see in the morning, just without the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Done with gazing outside, Lee walked away from the window, passing by the still-fucking man and the still-being-fucked wife on his way out. Lee noticed that there were more people upstairs than before, and has he went down the stairs, he passed by some people who were coming up. This told Lee that there were less people in the kitchen, prompting him to head for it and take a more prolonged look at the area. Entering it, Lee was happy that there were much less people in it. He stood in front of the wide glass door that led to the spacious backyard, just looking at the green grass. As he did that, a White woman in her late thirties appeared in his peripherals at the other end of the glass door, whom of which he wasn't concerned by. She was 5'7, had sort of disheveled brown hair that went down to her shoulders, and the sandy brown tent dress she had matched with her brown sandals was able to show off her quite large, but not excessively large physique; was definitely buxom, though.

"(Definitely gonna do grilling if we get this house. Jean is such a good cook.)" Lee thought as he envisioned him and his boyfriend cooking a meaty brisket in a smoker.

As he daydreamed, the old man would show himself once again, appearing in Lee's peripherals right behind the woman. With a noticeable amount of effort, he lifted her dress took it off her, leaving her in just her large beige bra and and granny panties. Hugging her from behind, he dry humped her moderately big butt and squeezed his hands over her big boobs, having a very big smile on his face as he did so. He came around in front of her just to pull out each of her 38G-cups, gasping at the size of them before plunging his face in them shaking his head all around in them. The brown, coaster-sized areolas that were on them compelled him to open his mouth and begin slurping on them as he still squeezed her titties with his hands that her boobs dwarfed in size. Putting himself back behind her, he pulled down her underwear and gave her ass a powerful SLAP before penetrating her. His first thrust pushed her against the door, her face and giant juggs pressed up on the glass as he drilled her from the back, causing loud banging noises to be made due to the glass being impacted.

"(Okay, I either have bad luck, or this guy is just following me at this point. Man, I hate being this anxious. It's the only reason I'm still standing here while he's over there plowing that lady. I can't give anyone the slightest hint that I'm not a part of this place's culture, at least not now. What's worse are those loud and squeaky rubbing noises that are coming from her boobs sliding against the glass. I can't distract with myself with a good daydream with those two so harshly bumping uglies. Oh, what's this? Did he just leave? I don't even know if he came. But in any case, glad he went somewhere else. Think I should find Dalary.)" Lee thought to himself before moving from in front of the glass door, passing the naked woman as she was still pressed against the glass door.

Looking for the real estate agent, Lee would find himself passing by more people than before, especially women who were in varying states of undress. Going into the dining room, he saw two Asian women, one older and one younger, but each with nothing on them, allowing for the older one's small chest and flat ass to be visible, while the younger one's 32B boobs and modest butt served to contrast the physique of the older one. Entering the living room, Lee would see a short and skinny South Asian girl talking to a taller gentleman, whom of which was staring into her eyes rather than at her naked body that featured a pair of 30DDs that juxtaposed her small stature given how big they were and how much they jiggled with the gestures she made as she spoke. A middle-aged White woman with dirty blonde hair and sunglasses would pass Lee, having only her shirt and bra off, not covering up the fake 36D bolt-ons which she didn't even bounce as she went past him. Squatting in front of the fireplace was a bottomless Black woman who was incidentally showing off just how huge her butt was in that position she assumed, along with displaying her hanging pussy lips.

"(What a party this is...)" Lee thought, not liking all the activity.

Lee would eventually run into Dalary who was just getting finished up with talking to an older man. Dalary wasn't immune to the phenomenon that was going on around the house, as she was now naked as well. There was not a strip of fabric on her to hide the fact that she had some very big titties, coming in at a natural 34F and having a passable amount of sag that served to enhance their appeal, not to mention her puffy pink nipples that were the size of half-dollar coins. Her shaved vagina and thick thighs were also something to look at, and her butt was worthy of being squeezed many times over.

"Hey, Dalary, glad I found you." Lee said, unfazed by the unprofessional look of Dalary, though it not being her fault.

"Heya, Lee! What can I do for ya?" she responded with enthusiasm, so much enthusiasm in fact, that she did a very subtle bounce upon her reply, the fact that her tits jiggled when she did wasn't as subtle.

"Yeah, I was just wondering what other things you could tell me about the house." Lee stated his business.

"Of course! I'm not sure if you checked the basement, but..."

As Dalary went off into giving miscellaneous facts about the house, the old man once again reappeared, coming out from the kitchen. He looked over at Dalary and came up behind her where he wrapped his arms around her midriff and held her tight with his erection sticking through the divide of her thighs. He brought one hand up to grab her breast and begin squeezing it very roughly, while the other hand went down to her cunt. He inserted four of his fingers inside of her hole, it being a tight fit, but having enough wiggle room for him to just stretch them out a little bit inside of her. Not dawdling around, he started finger-blasting Dalary's pussy, the **** from the rapid movements causing Dalary's body to start shaking and even cause her voice to become shaky as she spoke. Dalary's boobs were now really jiggling, coming off of her chest just a slight bit before hitting back against it, happening over and over again so long as she was getting fingered. Like she was already turned on, Dalary began dripping fluids from her vagina, wetting the insides of her legs and the floor she stood on.

"(It's so hard to concentrate on what she's saying with the old guy here. A good portion of the words she says gets drowned out by the sound of his fingers thrusting in and out of her wet snatch that just sounds all too gushy. And aside from sounds, those huge bags of fat she had tucked under that dress just cannot stop bouncing around everywhere and it is just messing with my focus. But I have to admire her continued professionalism in even under these conditions.)" Lee thinks to himself as he does his best to hear what Dalary is saying.

The old man whips his hand out of Dalary's cunt, causing a quick gush of pussy juice to just shoot out and make a louder sound than usual when it hit the floor. The old man slapped his onto the sides of Dalary's torso and thrusted himself inside of Dalary with a loud CLAP following it due to him crashing himself against her ass. Pulling her back each time he pushed forward, the man would very forcefully screw Dalary from the back with the repetitive sound of Dalary's ass cheeks getting clapped very hard and quickly, it echoing throughout the whole first floor of the house. His hands wouldn't stay on her waist for long as he would then move them up to her F-cups where he would clutch onto them and pinch her nipples in between his fingers, massaging her large breasts that he was using for grip.

"(Ugh, it's just one thing to the next. The sound of her getting fingered is gone, but now it's been replaced by the even worse sound of her having her ass pounded. But I guess I should feel a little bit more good since her titties ain't movin' around so much now. I've gotta say, she's got really nice hair.)" Lee keeps thinking to himself, even admiring her luscious blonde hair as it swung back and forth and even obscured her face a bit due to it becoming messy from the plowing she was receiving.

"And yeah, that's just about everything I can tell you off the top of my head. That help?" Dalary finished telling Lee things about the house, and as she did, the man gave her one final push and squeezed her breasts very hard as he pushed himself inside her as deep as he could before unloading the large amount of semen which he'd built up.

"It actually did! Thank you so much, Dal! Can I call you Dal?" Lee responded with fake enthusiasm.

"Sure you can! Lots of people do." Dalary affirms as the man's cum begins to overflow and rain out of her vagina, creating a slipping hazard right beneath her.

"Good. Okay, I've gotta get going now because I just realized I'm late for something. You've been very wonderful. Bye-bye~!" Lee said as he hurried away from Dalary, waving at her as he went for the front door.

"'Kay, bye~!" Dalary responded, the man pulling out of her and going someplace else.

"(Yeah, there's gotta be better options. So hot out still.)" Lee thought as he left the house.