PropertySex Pro Gamer Meets Hot Real Estate Agent

The Geek and the Real Estate Fox

Intrepid gamer Lucas was known throughout his underground gaming circles for his uncanny ability to level up his characters at a breakneck pace. While his peers were content to merely complete quests and raids, Lucas pushed the boundaries, mastering techniques long forgotten by the devs themselves.

But even the most accomplished of gamers had their Achilles heel. For Lucas, it was his crippling shyness around the fairer sex. The mere thought of approaching a woman sent his palms sweating and his tongue to knots. He Ferdinand

“Chenille, you’re a lifesaver,” Lucas said, hanging up his headset after a brutal 7-hrम्बression gaming session. Chenille smiled, her impossibly plump lips pulling tight against her gleaming white teeth. “You mean the world to me, Lucas.”

To an outside observer, it would seem that Chenille was nothing more than a doting housekeeper, catering to Lucas’ every whim and desire. But the truth was far more carnal. Ever since Lucas had firewall’d her hidden service portal, Chenille had been his obedient servant, melting into his arms and splaying her ample assets for his pleasure.

Lucas made his way to his master suite, flicking on his 100-inch flatscreen TV. He knew that to proceed with the complexities of the game, he would need an IRL partner to navigate the real world. Training and mastering her would be no small feat.

He pulled up a FIVR (First Installable Virtual Reality) hookup site, selecting ‘Hookup Now’ instead of ‘Hookup Later.’ He had no patience for these things, his arousal was too strong to simply drop and call it a day.

He selected one of his favorite real estate agents, educational in every sense of the word. Her name was Isabella, a full-figured siren with hair as dark as night and eyes that pierced through theნელated armor of any man fortunate enough to gaze upon them.

Lucas contacted her, not with a simple “Call FIVR” command, but the rare and prestigious “Send Sexy PDA” direct line, ensuring a swift response.

Isabella smiled back at him, her generous cleavage straining against her low-cut blouse. “Our wondrous digital age never ceases to amaze me,” she purred. “If you’ll give me a few moments to prepare, I’ll be right there.”

Lucas nodded, his mouth dry as a desert, his heart hammering in his chest. He was about to be grin-to-grin with the most desirable woman in his contacts list and he hadn’t even showered yet. Life has a funny way of surprising you.

After the appropriate courtesies were exchanged, Isabella list out Lucas’ front door…and proceeded to bend him over, right there. Lucas was stunned, his mind halting in turmoil. “Well, aren’t you the shy one?” Isabella whispered in his ear, her lips grazing his lobe. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m a professional realtor. I know how to handle big packages.”

With deft, practiced fingers, she unbuttoned his pants, pulling his rock-hard shaft free. “My goodness,” she gasped, “it looks like we’ve struck oil.”

Lucas could only groan in response, his massive endowment throbbing in anticipation. Isabella wrapped her plump lips around his girthy member, her tongue flicking out to lap at the throbbing head.

She sucked him like a woman possessed, bobbing her head up and down his rigid pole. Lucas’ mind exploded with sensation, his eyes rolling back in his head. He was seized by a sudden urge to grab her hair and thrust into her welcoming mouth, but her oral skills were so exquisite, he didn’t dare disrupt her rhythm.

After a few moments, Isabella pulled away, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his pulsing cock. “I think it’s time we retired to the bedroom, don’t you?” she purred, rising to her feet.

The pair stumbled upstairs and onto the bed, a tangle of gyrating limbs and eager moans. As Lucas pressed his hips against her, he felt her hand reach down and guide him to her dripping folds, coating his throbbing member in her slick juices.

“Pound me,” she growled, “pound me like you’re leveling up your character.”

Lucas grinned, his lust finally overcoming his shyness. He slammed himself into her, his hips crashing against hers like a Pamplona everyone raising of planes. Isabella threw her head back and cried out, her ample breasts bouncing with every thrust.

The pair moved in a frenzied rhythm, Isabella’s legs wrapping around Lucas’ waist, pulling him in deeper. He could feel her walls clenching around him, milking his rigid shaft.

“Harder,” she gasped, “faster.” Lucas redoubled his efforts, his hips pistoning like a Stallion of mythical proportions.

Isabella’s face contorted, her eyes squeezing shut in ecstasy. Her nails dug into his back, leaving crescent marks in his flesh. “I’m…I’m gonna…!” she cried out, but her sentence was cut short by a wailing cry, her body spasming beneath him.

Lucas bottom out inside her, his seed spurting forth like a geyser, coating her spasming walls. As they collapsed beside each other, spent and exhausted, Lucas knew he had unlocked a rare achievement, one he would be proud to display on his digital scorecard.

Isabella smiled at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “And that, my dear, is how you level up in the real world,” she purred, rising from the bed in one fluid motion. “Same time tomorrow?”