Realtor

Sitting at my kitchen table, I look around at my house, and I pause. Although it's only been two days, it feels like an entire lifetime has passed since Friday. Since that surreal dream, I've been doing things, constantly, and haven't taken a second to slow down, and appreciate what I have. I look around at my house, and think about my future. While it's a nice house, I also know what sort of plans I have. And those plans are going to involve a lot more naked women. And I consider myself a nice guy. I don't want these women to have to leave the house and come back every day. No, that would not only be a huge hassle for them, but it would cost more money, it would do more damage to the environment, it would take up more time in the day.

No, that just won't do. I'm going to need to house all of these women. Not to mention, I definitely plan on getting some of them pregnant, so we're gonna have to have space for them. I would think about school zones, but with a small town, I don't have a lot of options, and even if we did, it wouldn't matter, because I have the power to make any school the best school. But I digress.

I head to my new room, and put on some jeans, and a casual t-shirt, and I realize that all of my clothes are slightly too small for me now. After all, I did grow a couple inches, as well as gained a good amount of muscle mass. I'll have to head to the mall, and buy a whole new wardrobe of clothes. I can bring Jessie and mom with me. Jessie always had a good taste in clothing. If I asked Scarlett, she would get me suits and the like; Dana might just get me a bunch of terrible punk clothes. But Jessie just had good taste, so she would be a good choice.

Pulling my head from my thoughts, I do a quick google search for a good realtor near me, and I head out. As I head to the bus stop, I look around, and realize that any car can essentially be a taxi for me. I wave down the first car I see, and I head over to the drivers window. It's Mr. Phillips, our local dentist. A nice man, but most notably, is married to his wife, Mary, who is quite a looker herself. For a 37 year old, she often found her way into my fantasies, along with both of their daughters, Denise and Helen. Mary, standing at 5'7", had a body to die for, often called a short stack. Both of her daughters had obtained those traits, which made them quite popular. Denise was in my grade in highschool, and Helen was in Scarletts. Although I didn't know either of them, I knew of them, as they were two of the hottest chicks in school. Unfortunately for me, none of them were in the car with Mr. Phillips. As he pulls down his window, I speak my command out loud.

Hey, you don't mind giving me a ride.

"Of course not John, hop in the car."

"Hey, thanks, I appreciate this Mr. Phillips."

"That's not a problem, and please, call me David."

"Alright, thanks David. You mind taking me to HFS Realtor," I ask him, showing him the route on my phone.

"Sure thing. Why you heading there? Already looking to move away from home?" He chuckles. "I'm sure your parents would miss you."

"Oh, my mom definitely would, but I'm sure my dad would be happy to get me out of the house."

"So, you moving out already?" Wanting to change the topic, I make a command.

Anything I say or do is normal to you.

"Tell me, David, how big are your wife's nipples?"

"Oh, they're slightly bigger than quarters. Nice and brown too," he says, with a certain amount of pride on his face. "Although between you and me, I'm more of an ass man, so I prefer playing with that, if you know what I mean." Strangely enough, he said that without any sexual intention, and just said it as if he was talking about his favorite type of beer.

"Yeah, I see where you're coming from. Your wifes ass is simply fantastic. It's not as nice as my moms, but hey, Mary is shorter, so it's definitely more condensed. You must be worried that your daughters got their mothers whorish bodies, am I right? They've definitely crossed my mind a few times, and they've definitely helped me blow my load when jerking off."

"Yeah, it is a bit worrying. You always hope the best for your children, and I'm sure their bodies will attract men, but the problem is it will attract all sorts of men."

"Yeah, I understand what you mean, now that I have daughters of my own. My plan is basically to turn them into my little slaves, so that way, I'll be the only man in their lives."

"Wait, you got kids now?" He asks, blazing past the other part of my statement.

"Yeah, turns out my dad is a bit fucked up, so I talked to the family, and I basically took over my dads position. So my mom is now my wife, and my sisters are now my daughters. Point is, I'll make sure that I'm the only man in the little whores lives, and I'll make sure to treat them well."

"Well that's good to hear John," he smiled, feeling a bond between two men who wanted the best for their daughters. "I can only hope my girls get a guy like you."

"Hey, I can make that happen if you want. I'm always looking for new whores to fill with cum, I'd love to do that to your little girls as well." He smiled, and looked over to me.

"Hey, you'd do that for me? That's a pretty stand up thing to offer John, mighty kind of you."

"Well hey, if I'm being honest, I'm not doing this out of the goodness of my heart. I'm gonna want something else as payment."

"Alright, what were you thinking?" David asks, looking like a man who is giving serious thought to the offer.

"How about this. I am planning on getting a new house, and it's going to be much bigger than the last one. Now while I plan on having Fred do most of the chores, it's likely going to need more hands. So, how about this. I'll take your daughters, and treat them like my little fucktoys. In return, you give me your wife, and she can become my live-in bangmaid."

"Bangmaid?" He asks, never having heard the term.

"Yeah, basically a maid that I can fill with my cum whenever I want. How does that sound?"

"Hmm. Not too bad. Although live-in, that means she's going to live in your home?"

"Yep, she would live in one of our rooms. This helps so that way she understands that the moment she wakes up, she is mine to do with as I please."

"That sounds pretty enticing. I'll have to talk it over with the wife, and get back to you."

"Of course, you just let me know." I say, making a new command.

If you're a female relative of David Phillips, the idea of being a sex **** to John Doe is overwhelmingly appealing

"And hey, we're here," I say, pointing to the corner office marked HFS Realtor. "You can just drop me off here. And give some serious thought to the offer David. I'd love to fill up your sluts with my cock."

"Hey, I will. I'm sure they'll jump at the idea." I know they will, I think. "Anyway, have a good day John, and I'll call you soon."

"Thanks David." I hop out of his car, and wave at him as he drives down the street. I should have told him to film him telling his family about the deal, that would have been great to watch. Oh well, I think, can't have everything.

As I walk into the office, a distinct smell of perfume hits my nose. Not overpowering, but enough where I realize that this is definitely a woman's office. I look around, and I see 3 desks, all of which are empty. I look back, and notice a small waiting area, so I take a seat, and pull open an architecture magazine that's on the coffee table. There wasn't much there that piqued my interest, but maybe I could pick up some info that would help me make a better choice of home for my goals. In the end, it was a waste of time, as all the magazine had were pictures of crazy looking buildings, and the life stories of their designers. Just when I flip the page, I hear a woman approach me.

"Hey there young man, anything I can help you with?" Asks a woman, around 5'5" in heels, as she approaches me. She was sporting a white blouse that was tight enough to show off her figure, as well as a black skirt that I wish had been shorter. Her hair was a burgundy red, which looked great on her. She looked terrific, and could have easily passed for an actress, if not a realtor.

"Y-yes, hi," I say, blushing slightly after stumbling over the words. "Hi, my name is John Doe, and I'm looking for a new place to live." I say, stretching out my hand, offering a shake. She takes my hand, but shows me an embarrassed face.

"Yes, well, while I'm happy that we're the first place you come to for these issues, we deal more in... costly properties. So if you're looking for your first place to live after moving out, I can recommend som-"

"Oh, don't worry about that." I say, cutting her off. "I'm fully aware of the clientele you usually deal with. Money isn't too much of an issue, I'm mostly looking right now." She narrows her eyes, and I can see the patience she was showing run out.

"Listen kid, I've had a bunch of people like you in these offices before. Guys who come in, want to brag a little about them in front of the hot realtors, only to turn pale once we show them our prices. While my colleagues might be flattered, I'm trying to do my job. And my experience tells me that guys who come in in T-shirts and jeans, which don't even fit them properly, is a waste of time. So why don't you go to another realtor that can handle your needs and, to be blunt, your price range better." I look at her, and while I normally would be slightly offended, I'm more impressed she got that all out. I guess she's had it on her mind before. No matter, I can fix this. I give her a smile, and a command along with it.

John Doe is a man you want to impress

Instantly, I can see the look in her eyes change. She straightens her back, pushing her chest out, and gives me the warmest smile I've ever seen, which might have sold me by itself, if she hadn't just called me poor.

"Ahem, I am so sorry about that sir, I don't know what came over me. My name is Elizabeth," she says, blushing slightly. "You said you were looking for a new home? Why don't you come over here, and I can get you sorted," she points to her desk. As we walk over, I walk beside her and take a handful of her ass in my hands. She doesn't even react to that, letting me fondle her for a few seconds before we sit down. "Now, our company deals in houses all around this area that all offer various different things for different people. Tell me, were you looking for something specific?" As she asks this, I take my seat across the desk from her, and put it beside her own seat, so I could see the houses she was looking at. At the same time, I put my hand in-between her thighs. She gives me a shy smile, and looks back at the computer screen.

"Alright, so right now, I'm looking for space. That's my main concern. I plan on having a lot of people in the house, so I need places for all of them to stay at. Beyond that, the property should be large, in case I want to build something more on top of it. Don't have any plans so far, but nothing wrong with future proofing, right?" I shoot her a smile, while slowly bringing my hand up her thighs, until I feel her panties. "Besides that, I don't really know what I'm looking for, but I suppose I know what I'll like when I see it." She smiles back, and turns to her computer.

"Alright, let's see what we have here." She starts typing things out, and pulls up a list of houses. "Well, I think these houses would fit under what you're looking for." I start rubbing her pussy through her panties, and see her take a shallow breath, before continuing. "All of these are quite big, so they have a lot of rooms. They're all on large properties, which gives you any space you might need. Do you want to look through the photos, see if any catch your eye, and then we can go see them ourselves." As she's looking at the properties, using my other hand, I pull out my dick, and then put her hand on it. That catches her attention, as she whips around to see what I just did, and her jaw drops when she sees my dick. I, on the other hand, grab the mouse.

"Sure, let me have a look at them." I say casually, and start flipping through some pictures. Elizabeth, stunned at what I just did, looks me in the eye. I look back at her, smile, and go back to the photos. She looks back at my cock, and starts running her hand up and down slowly, giving me a very timid handjob. This goes on for a few minutes, with her looking awkward, before I turn to her.

"You mind if I scooch over on your seat, so I can get a better look?" This breaks her concentration, but she smiles, and gets up. I put my hand on her shoulder, and press her down. She looks at me eyes, and slowly starts sinking to her knees, until she's underneath her desk, and I'm in her seat. Right in front of her face, is my dick, hard from the handjob she was just giving me. A minute passes by, with her staring at it, before I look down at her. "Well? I'm waiting." I say, sounding harsher than I wanted. Wanting to impress me, Elizabeth closed her eyes, and put my cock in her mouth. While suckling the head, I feel her hand start jacking the rest of my member off. After looking at a few houses, I narrow down which one I want to see myself, so I grab Elizabeth's head, much to her surprise, and push her head down, until half of my cock is in her throat. I pull her back out, and proceed to fuck her face, until I feel myself on the verge of cumming, so I pull her head off. I look down at her, and she looks disheveled, and a bit shocked.

"Alright, I chose the house, lets get going?" This seems to get her out of her daze, and she smiles, tidies herself up a bit, and crawls from under the table. I put my cock back in my pants, and help her up. Looking at the screen to see which house I chose, Elizabeth smiles at my choice.

"That's definitely one of our nicer houses, you'll like this one. Would you like to take your car, or ride in mine?"

"Oh, I got a ride, so we can take yours." I follow her out of the office, and into her car.

When we get to the house, I'm kind of blown away. While the house we have now isn't small, it is compared to this one. The time it took for us just to get up the driveway took 2 entire minutes.

"Here we are. This house was built in 2007, right at the beginning of the crash. Unfortunately for the owners, the value dropped quite a lot, and it only just recently recovered it's full price. Lucky for you, they're not looking for the full price, as they've been wanting to sell it for years." The house was, frankly put, fucking enormous. As Elizabeth opened the door, I marveled at the sheer size. The entrance way could probably fit all of the bedrooms from my current home. She then gave me a full tour, which took a while, as there were something like 40 rooms, and that was only counting living quarters. After the whole tour, 2 hours had passed.

"And finally, if we look at the back, we have a fully heated pool, for those cold nights, as well as a jacuzzi."

"Sweet baby Jesus, this house is nice." I say, dipping my hand into the pool. It occurred to me that the deal I made to Mr. Phillips earlier would not be enough. I'm going to need a whole fleet of bangmaids if I want to keep this house in order. "I think I'll have to take it. Although, I'll have to speak to my wife about it, but I think this is definitely our new home." Elizabeth beamed at this, and came over with a folder full of paper.

"That's great! If you want to talk to your wife, that's fine, but we're going to need to go over all of these forms bef-"

"Before that, why don't you and I try out this pool?" I say, cutting her off again. She smiles awkwardly at me, and says.

"Well, I'd love to, but I don't have a swimsuit with me right now."

"Neither do I," I say while pulling off my pants and underwear. "But I did want to finish what we started earlier," I look down at my semi hard cock. She looks down at it, and realizes that she's going to have to do this in order to finish the sale.

"Sure, why not," she starts unbuttoning her blouse, and I see her plain white bra come into view. As she takes the blouse completely off, I see her tattoos on the right shoulder. I step in the pool, and as Elizabeth mentioned, it was definitely heated. I take a seat on the stairs, and watch as Elizabeth takes the rest of her clothes off. Next, her skirt comes down, showing a matching pair of panties. She walks up to the pool, takes a deep breath, and starts taking off her bra, which reveal a beautiful pair of tits. Next, she bends over, and takes off her panties, and I see a bit of hair, before she covers her pussy. I wave her over.

"Now, Elizabeth, why don't you sit right here." I say while wrapping my hand around my cock, perfectly signaling to her what I wanted. She steps over to me, and stands over me, which gives me a good look at her pussy, which looked inviting. She kneels down, until her pussy was at the head of my cock, and she pushes herself down, getting around 5 inches of me in her, before she stops. I sigh, wanting to cum after stopping myself earlier, and make a new command.

Any pain is turned into pleasure when you're with John Doe, and any damage is fixed

I grab her shoulders, and push her down hard, and push my hips up at the same time, managing to fit my entire cock into her pussy. Elizabeth lets out a guttural moan, from the strange feelings she's getting. She then starts twitching, and I can feel the walls of her pussy contract around my cock. Happy she's enjoying this, I grab onto her hips, and start using her body to jerk myself off. I pull her up, almost entirely off my cock, and then press down hard, driving it entirely inside of her in one go. I don't pay attention to her anymore, as she's just cumming constantly, and instead just focus on cumming. After around 10 minutes of manhandling her body, I can feel myself getting close, so I push my cock in one last time, so my cockhead is right against her cervix, and cum as hard as I can. I feel rope after rope of my cum exit my body, and entering hers, and right before I finish, I make a new command.

Get pregnant: Female

I push her body off my me, and she just falls over on the ground beside the pool. I can see cum dripping from her pussy, still twitching from the rough fucking she just got, so I go to my clothes, and start putting them on.

"Alright Elizabeth," I say, unsure if she can even hear me. "I'm going to go talk to my wife, and I'll get in contact with you tomorrow." I walk away, leaving her panting on the ground. I pull up my phone, and realize I'm a bit far from home, so I call a taxi, and get a ride back to my house.