A large house and willing women

The house was huge; build at least for a family of five, garage for two cars, multiple guest rooms and a swimming pool in the backyard. Tobias new company had found a luxurious home for their newest employee and he didn’t mind, that this contract would bind him to this world for the foreseeable future. Much to their surprise their current real estate agent was used to working with Prudeworlders, apparently a couple of them had moved through town in the last couple of years and she was eager to show them the differences of this house compared to those in their, as she called it <old world>.

Pilar Velázquez had been a surprise all by herself. First and foremost she believed in slowly adapting her customers to their new hometown, she did this by being modest, at least for a Prudeworlder. It couldn’t be said that she wore clothes because she didn’t but her body was still covered – with body paint and there was a lot of body, the real estate agent was 7 months pregnant. It was her second child and her light brown eyes burned with the pride of a mother, she also smiled a lot, a really enticing smile, framed by the waves of her shoulder length black hair.

In contrast to Pilar stood the tall light brunette Caroline Tanner, who worked for Boyd Engineering International, her job was to make sure the newest addition to the BEI family had a good start – what that really meant, well they noticed it later. She had her hair pulled back in a stern and tight ponytail, later she would explain, that it made it easier for her lovers to grab her hair and she loved it when her lovers grabbed her hair…

Otherwise she had a typical Sexwold business outfit; her brown skirt ended just a few inches below her pussy and had a circular opening over her ass which was covered with a replaceable fishnet. Her 4 inch heels elevated her enough to be taken by a man while standing. Her Jacket had no Prudeworld equivalent, the buttons where on the right side of it, her right arm was covered in toned fishnet. This might be considered a weird layout, until the observer noticed the row of buttons across her upper chest, not much Imagination was needed to realize, that if opened, you could pull down a large piece of fabric and expose Caroline’s considerable bust.

Jonathan was careful not to lock too closely at both of them; he had no need for a raging erection. Both of them showed them around the house. Downstairs almost half of the available space was made up by the living room, which was divided into different areas by different kinds of room dividers. The rest of all that space was eaten up by the large kitchen and the dining room next to it and of course there was also huge bathroom.

Upstairs was where it got confusing. Three rooms had been created from a larger one and were now designated as bedrooms, Caroline was surprised by this and her irritation bordered on anger, until Pilar explained that this was typical for Prudeworld homes. Something similar happened to Mr. Fuchs and his son, when they entered the so called master bedroom, than it was aptly named. The bed here outclassed every king-sized bed ever produced, it could easily accommodate all inhabitants of this house, as long as they kept as close as Sexworlders usual did in bed. Jonathan dubbed it the emperors’ size before he told his dad. “You will need a GPS to get back out of it.”

Caroline and Pilar giggled and both men gave them odd looks but were not sure, if they truly wanted an answer. Next came a medium sized room called <the playroom>, it was empty but Caroline grinned, obviously thinking about what might be and what it already was in many other houses but then Jonathan’s voice cut through the air “my room” he said, again the woman looked startled at Pilar, who shrugged and mouthed a silent <Prudeworlders>. They never visited the three bathrooms up here or the cellar together because the movers had arrived and demanded directions.

Three hours later Jonathan was back in his room looking out of the window into the garden. Without any feeling of guilt, he watched a naked Caroline Tanner entertaining all five male movers at once, one for each hand and hole. He had never seen such an act and been able to use it, he masturbated furiously and came harder than ever, drenching the tissue paper with a series of fast gushes, but his prowess lacked greatly behind compared to the men, he was spend far earlier and so got back looking though his inventory, while he listened to her screams and moans of joy.

Roughly an hour later he went downstairs, aiming for the kitchen he avoided to look into the living room, Pilar was still here and the sounds coming from that direction left no room for interpretations what was happening between her and his father. He made himself two toasts Hawaii, when he suddenly heard a surprised “OH” behind him, unable to stop himself, he turned and saw Pilar. She had lost her shoes and the body paint was almost completely gone, what was left, was running in colorful rivers along her sweat soaked body. She beamed with delight, part natural aura, part recently acquired joy. Jonathan tried all but to see the wetness running down her legs or the even more compromising fluids on her large tits and belly.

“Hi,” she said, ignoring his obvious discomfort and making her way to the fridge to get a cold drink.

“I thought you were already prowling the neighborhood. Most young Prudeworlders do that on their first day.” She opened her coke and winked at him.

“I… I stil have to unpack.” He answered, his toasts only minutes from finishing, there was no reason to leave now.

“You sure?” Pilar inquired. “There are quite a lot of beautiful girls and women, living in this street and I bet they would be delighted to meet a newly arrived Prudeworlder like you.” She smirked and Jonathan tried not to be rude and he knew that almost the entire neighborhood consisted of Sexworlders, a typical tactic to integrate the newcomers and make their assimilation easier.

“Maybe later.” He eventually answered trying to be diplomatic.

Pilar took a few sips before smiling wickedly. “Or do you want to join your dad and me in the living room? I could use a second man to fill my other fuck hole!” He shook his head violently getting another disappointed look from her. “A shame, well maybe another time, I like father and son teams.” She smiled again, took her drink and walked back to the living room, her luscious ass made him painfully aware of his pants, especially since she swung her hips expertly. His father welcomed her audibly, his pills must work already.

Just as he thought he was alone again and pulled the toasts out of the oven, he heard footsteps. Turning with a feeling of terror, he saw Caroline coming from the shower. She was still dripping wet and fighting with a towel to get her now loose hair dry. Apparently she was in a very good mood, if it was because of the shower or the group sex earlier he couldn’t say but he would bet it was the sex.

After walking over to him and stopping only half a meter from him, she grinned and purred at him. “Oh, that looks tasty, may I have one? I’m absolutely starving.”

In theory he could have said no but there was no reason for being rude and maybe it was time to rethink his eating habits. Not because a few kilos less would grant him any chances with the ladies, but because he didn’t want to be the only guy with a few rings of fat around him. He had noticed it along the way from the Portalcenter to this… to their house, that there were surprisingly few fat people around here, this were the States after all. “Sure” He said and handed her a plate. “Thanks” She smiled broadly, put the towel onto the seat and sat down – still naked.

Looking at her meal for a few seconds, she then asked “Didn’t you forgot the important part?”