ĂĄrachas gluaisteĂĄn Ar an mbealach ar ais, nuair a thit m ‘ inĂon ina codladh, thĂĄinig an groom chugam. Anois go bhfuil muid tosaithe ar a bheith i mo mhuinĂn, d ‘ inis mĂ© an mĂ©id a bhĂ agam. DĂșirt sĂ© liom go raibh drochscĂ©al aige, gur tugadh freagrachtaĂ nua dĂł ag an obair, nach bhfĂ©adfadh sĂ© leanĂșint ar aghaidh ag dĂ©anamh grĂĄ dĂ© haoine. I ndĂĄirĂre, bhĂ a fhios agam go raibh sĂ© mar gheall ar an ghruaig ghearr dhubh a fuair mĂ© sa bhaile le cĂșpla uair anuas agus an bhean sna teachtaireachtaĂ isteach a chonaic mĂ© agus Ă sa chith. Ag cur san ĂĄireamh go raibh Timur in ann teacht chun Na Tuirce gach dhĂĄ mhĂ, bhĂ an eachtra seo a bhĂ ar siĂșl le thart ar bhliain ag teacht chun deiridh dom. Ar an drochuair, tĂĄ mo shaol gnĂ©is fĂor, a thosaigh mĂ© go dĂ©anach, freisin. DĂșirt sĂ© dĂĄ mba mhian liom, go gcuirfeadh sĂ© in iĂșl dom an bhfuair sĂ© fear iontaofa timpeall. D ‘ aontaigh mĂ©, bhĂ sĂ© beagnach dodhĂ©anta dom fiĂș teacht taobh le taobh le fear i mo chiorcal caol coimeĂĄdach.
Idir an dĂĄ linn, bhĂ m ‘ inĂon-dlĂ torrach agus cheangail sĂ mo mhac naive lĂ©i go RĂ©asĂșnta. TĂĄ mo chailĂn beag ag blĂĄthĂș rĂłsanna ar a aghaidh le dĂ©anaĂ. Nuair a chuaigh Safa a luĂ agus brĂș beag uirthi, dĂșirt sĂ gur bhuail sĂ lena cairde ollscoile agus gur chuir sĂ© an-ĂĄthas uirthi buachaill nach bhfaca sĂ le blianta a fheiceĂĄil. Thuig mĂ©, a bheadh sĂĄsta go neamhurchĂłideach dĂĄ mbeadh sĂ© san am atĂĄ thart, tar Ă©is an mĂ©id a bhĂ mĂ© trĂd, go bhfuair sĂ© fucker ceart freisin. Ar a laghad nĂ bheadh sonas aimsithe aige tar Ă©is 55 bliana d ‘ aois, ar a laghad nĂ cosĂșil liomsa.
Leanann Timur agus mĂ© lenĂĄr saol gnĂ©is fĂorĂșil ar an idirlĂon, ach bhĂ minicĂocht agus fad ĂĄr gcruinnithe fĂorĂșla ag laghdĂș de rĂ©ir a chĂ©ile. In ĂĄit Mar Londain, nĂ bheadh aon trioblĂłid ag fear dathĂșil cosĂșil leis bean eile a chur a luĂ gach oĂche. Is whim suimiĂșil mĂ© don bheirt acu, agus nĂ raibh aon chathĂș orm leanĂșint ar aghaidh tar Ă©is dĂłibh seilbh a bheith agam ar gach cineĂĄl bealaĂ.
Tar Ă©is dhĂĄ mhĂ gan ghnĂ©as, ghlaoigh an groom. MĂĄ dĂșirt sĂ© teacht, bhĂ mĂ© chun rith agus fuck dĂł. ĂnĂĄr gcruinniĂș deireanach, dĂșirt sĂ© liom go raibh sĂ© ag lorg duine iontaofa iontaofa, agus sĂlim go bhfuair sĂ© Ă©. Go raibh sĂ© pearsanta le bainisteoir eachtrach ag m ‘ aois ina gcuideachta, nĂĄr thaitin an fear le Bheith le Junkies in IostanbĂșl, agus ar a bharr sin, an groom (dĂ©anaimis duine a aimsiĂș duit le bheith leis ar feadh i bhfad!) dĂșirt sĂ© gur luaigh sĂ© mĂ© ag an mbord deochanna. Chuir sĂ© in aithne dom mar bhean ghnĂ©asach, bhaintreach a chĂłnaĂonn le leanaĂ fĂĄsta agus dĂșirt sĂ© dĂĄ gcabhrĂłdh sĂ© liom go airgeadais, go bhfĂ©adfainn a bheith in Ă©ineacht leis lĂĄ nĂł dhĂł sa tseachtain. “Cad ba cheart dom a dhĂ©anamh leis an airgead, cosĂșil le soith?DĂșirt mĂ©. “Cad a bhĂ le rĂĄ agam, dĂĄ dtabharfainn isteach mo mhĂĄthair-i-dlĂ toisc go bhfuilimid ag lorg fear cĂ©ile?”dĂșirt an groom. Rinneamar gĂĄire. Ba chosĂșil go raibh an scĂ©al seo nĂos sochreidte domsa freisin. “Coinnigh an t-airgead sa bhanc, cibĂ© an ndeonaĂonn tĂș Ă© nĂł mĂĄ thĂłgann tĂș thar lear Ă© nĂł mĂĄ itheann tĂș crackling!”dĂșirt an groom.
Labhair sĂ© beagĂĄn faoin bhfear. “Fear dĂșitseach darb Ainm Frank, atĂĄ ina chĂłnaĂ sa Tuirc le ceithre bliana, scartha Ăłna bhean chĂ©ile. TĂĄ tuircis aige chun a chuid fadhbanna a insint. Tabharfaidh mĂ© d ‘ uimhir theileafĂłin duit, labhrĂłidh mĂ© leat, mĂĄ oireann sĂ© do do cheann, buailfidh tĂș leis. TĂĄ sĂ© ina chĂłnaĂ ar Thaobh AtaĆehir. TĂłgfaidh sĂ© uair an chloig ar a mhĂ©ad duit teacht, ach is dĂłigh liom gur chĂłir duit bualadh le chĂ©ile san ĂłstĂĄn ar dtĂșs, nĂl a fhios agam, nĂĄ bĂ sĂĄraitheach anois, adam!”dĂșirt. “Gach ceart! Lig dĂł an fĂseĂĄn a ghlaoch oĂche amĂĄrach ag six sharp, nĂl aon duine sa bhaile, feicfidh mĂ© Go RĂ©asĂșnta ThĂș!DĂșirt mĂ©. Deich nĂłimĂ©ad ina dhiaidh sin, ghlaoigh an groom arĂs. “D’ eitil an fear isteach san aer. Jul, is Ă© an rud atĂĄ uaidh nĂĄ bean ĂĄlainn glan. Agus dĂșirt mĂ©, tar Ă©is a fear cĂ©ile, tĂĄ fear gan teagmhĂĄil. DĂșirt mĂ© leat go raibh sĂ© an-deacair dom a chur ina luĂ ort, go ndeachaigh tĂș isteach sa phost seo toisc go raibh sĂ© uait. Is fĂștsa atĂĄ an chuid eile!”dĂșirt.
An lĂĄ dar gcionn ag a sĂ© a chlog ghlaoigh mo ghuthĂĄn. BhĂ makeup curtha orm chun mo shĂșile glasa a nochtadh agus mo liopa Ăochtarach a phlumpĂĄil. Soicind nĂł dhĂł tar Ă©is dĂł dia duit a rĂĄ, bhĂ fear tipiciĂșil dĂșitseach le gruaig bhĂĄn ach torrach, sĂșile gorma agus srĂłn bunoscionn le feiceĂĄil Ăłn scĂĄileĂĄn. BhĂ sĂ© ag caint ag stopadh, ag smaoineamh agus ag fĂ©achaint ar na pĂĄipĂ©ir a raibh nĂłtaĂ dĂ©anta aige os a chomhair roimh rĂ©. DĂșirt sĂ© go raibh sĂ© an-trĂna chĂ©ile nuair a chuala sĂ© go raibh cĂșnamh ag teastĂĄil uaim, agus mar sin theastaigh uaidh glaoch lĂĄithreach, dĂĄ bhfĂ©adfaimis bualadh le chĂ©ile, d ‘fhĂ©adfaimis labhairt faoi conas a d’ fhĂ©adfadh sĂ© cabhrĂș, mar bhĂ a fhios aige go raibh eagla air roimh mo thimpeallacht, d ‘ fhĂ©adfaimis bualadh le chĂ©ile ag ĂłstĂĄn cĂșig rĂ©alta i Sapanca DĂșirt sĂ© nĂĄr cheart go mbeadh aon leisce orm teacht i dtacsaĂ, go n-Ăocfadh sĂ© an costas. Ar ndĂłigh, nĂor dhĂșirt mĂ© go rachainn isteach i Mo Jeep fĂ©in agus go dtiocfainn. Mar bhean bhaintreach a fĂĄgadh ina haonar, mhĂnigh mĂ© go raibh roinnt riachtanas airgeadais agus fisiceach agam, agus an deacracht a bhaineann leis seo i dtimpeallacht iata, cosĂșil le duine suaimhneach.
TĂĄ coinne agam fĂ©in agus ag Frank trĂĄthnĂłna dĂ© sathairn. DĂșirt sĂ© go raibh sĂ© ag iarraidh glaoch orm gach lĂĄ, agus d ‘ aontaĂomar ar an uair chĂ©anna. Ar na trĂ lĂĄ go dtĂ an satharn, ag a sĂ© go dĂreach trĂĄthnĂłna, ghlaoigh mo ghuthĂĄn. GhlĂ©as mĂ© i gĂșna beagĂĄn Ăseal-ghearrtha, chuir mĂ© an fĂłn ar an mbord agus thaispeĂĄin mĂ© mĂ© fĂ©in Ăł airde. “TĂĄ tĂș an-ĂĄlainn, tĂĄ corp agat dĂreach CosĂșil le Eorpach! bhĂ sĂ© ag tabhairt moladh mar “. DĂ© sathairn, tar Ă©is dom mo chuid ullmhĂșchĂĄin a chrĂochnĂș, lĂ©im mĂ© isteach i dtacsaĂ. BhĂ mĂ© ag fidgeting le mo poill a bhĂ ag dul ar ais go gnĂĄth Ăł gan a bheith fucked agus an excitement blaiseadh dick nua. ShĂl mĂ© mura dtiocfaidh duine amach i gceart, nĂ bhuailfidh mĂ© arĂs.
Chuaigh mĂ© isteach i stocaireacht an ĂłstĂĄin le mo cheann clĂșdaithe. NĂ raibh aon duine eolach istigh. BhĂ sĂ© ina shuĂ i gcĂșinne fada ag fanacht liom. Ghlaoigh mĂ© agus dĂșirt mĂ© nĂĄr theastaigh uaim go bhfeicfĂ mĂ© sa stocaireacht, dĂĄ ndĂ©arfadh sĂ© uimhir an tseomra liom, d ‘ fhĂ©adfaimis labhairt nĂos compordaĂ ansin. CĂșig nĂłimĂ©ad ina dhiaidh sin bhĂ mĂ© os comhair uimhir an tseomra a thug sĂ© dom. Ă, Shevki, nĂl aon dick fĂĄgtha nĂĄr ith mĂ© mar gheall ort! dĂșirt mĂ© i mo chroĂ. D ‘ oscail an doras sula raibh cnag ann. Nuair a chonaic mĂ© mĂ© i gcĂłta fada agus le mo cheann clĂșdaithe bhĂ an aoibh ghĂĄire ar d ‘ aghaidh laghdaithe. Mar sin fĂ©in, leathnaigh sĂ© a lĂĄmh go grĂĄsta agus dhĂrigh sĂ© aird ar an suĂochĂĄn dĂșbailte. Thaitin sĂ© liom nĂĄr thaispeĂĄin sĂ© an leaba go dĂreach. ThĂłg mĂ© mo hijab agus mo chĂłta barr gan suĂ sĂos. Chuir an sciorta daingean os cionn na glĂșine istigh ionam cuma shoilĂ©ir ar mo thĂłin, agus bhĂ lĂ©ine satin orm a nochtfadh mo bhrollach dĂĄ ndĂ©anfainn cnaipe amhĂĄin eile a dhĂbirt. TĂĄ an aoibh ghĂĄire ar d ‘ aghaidh tagtha ar ais. “DĂșirt Ercan go raibh tĂș go hĂĄlainn, ach nĂ raibh sĂșil agam leis seo i bhfad! Cad ba mhaith leat a Ăłl?”dĂșirt. ScrĂșdaigh mĂ© Ă© Ăł bhun go barr agus mĂ© ag ordĂș. Fear uasal ard, beagĂĄinĂn rĂłthrom a bhĂ ann a thug a aois agus Ă©adaĂ spĂłirt stylish le culaith lĂnĂ©adaigh air. Shuigh sĂ© ar an suĂochĂĄn os mo chomhair go dtĂ gur thĂĄinig ĂĄr ndeochanna agus labhair sĂ© faoina iar-bhean chĂ©ile, faoi chuid de na deacrachtaĂ a bhaineann le maireachtĂĄil ina haonar. Mar sin rinne mĂ© brĂ©aga faoi mo shaol deacair tar Ă©is dom m ‘ fhear cĂ©ile a chailleadh. Idir an dĂĄ linn, bhĂ sĂ© ag scrĂșdĂș mĂ© Ăł cheann go ladhar. Nollaig
Tar Ă©is don busboy ĂĄr ndeochanna a fhĂĄgĂĄil, d ‘ Ă©irigh sĂ© agus shuigh sĂ© in aice liom. “Is fear gnĂł mĂ©, lig dom gan an iomarca a rĂĄ. TeastaĂonn cara uaim, ba chĂłir gur Duine A bhfuil cuma Eorpach air nach dtarraingeoidh aird agus Ă© ag taisteal le chĂ©ile. NĂ fĂ©idir liom mo riachtanais ghnĂ©is a shĂĄsamh le CoimhdeachtaĂ nĂł le fostaithe atĂĄ rĂ©idh le bheith liom sa chuideachta. MĂĄ ghlacann tĂș leis, an dteastaĂonn uaim iad seo?”dĂșirt. BhĂ boladh an chumhrĂĄin chomh dian, bhĂ lĂnte firinscneacha crua a aghaidh chomh soilĂ©ir, agus bhĂ sĂ© chomh maorga in aice liom lena stĂĄdas ard, gur mar fhreagra (Fuck dom chomh luath agus is fĂ©idir!) seachas sin, nĂ raibh aon rud ag dul trĂ m ‘ intinn. BhĂ taithĂ agam ar shaol dĂșbailte a chaitheamh, nĂ bheadh sĂ© deacair Ă© a chothabhĂĄil. Nuair a d ‘ fhan sĂ© ina thost, dĂșirt sĂ©, “clĂșdĂłidh mĂ© do chostais go lĂ©ir agus tĂș liom!”dĂșirt. Nuair a bhĂ sĂ© chun a lĂĄmh a chur ina phĂłca agus clĂșdach litreach a tharraingt amach, choinnigh mĂ© a lĂĄmh, “Cuirimis aithne ar a chĂ©ile, cad is ĂĄbhar airgid mura n-Ă©irĂonn linn?DĂșirt mĂ©.
D ‘fhĂ©ach sĂ© Ăł mo sciorta a bhĂ beagĂĄn stiallta go dtĂ mo chosa, as sin go dtĂ mo bhrollach, a raibh an chuma air go raibh sĂ© chun mo lĂ©ine a phlĂ©ascadh, agus rud Ă©igin a dhĂ©anamh nach raibh sĂșil agam leis riamh, d’ ardaigh sĂ© mĂ© agus Ă© ag glacadh liom agus scaoil sĂ© ar an leaba mĂ©. Nuair a dhĂșn sĂ© na cuirtĂnĂ agus nuair a thĂĄinig sĂ© chugam, bhĂ a lĂ©ine tosaithe aige cheana fĂ©in. Agus nĂor bhog mĂ© fiĂș ar mo lap a chodladh oĂche ĂĄr bainise. Ina shuĂ le mo chĂșl i gcoinne an chluasa, mo sciorta bainte go dtĂ an choim, mhothaigh mĂ© mar chailĂn liseli ag fanacht lena chĂ©ad ghnĂ©as le mo chosa gan stocaĂ. Naked ar a bharr, le corp ĂĄirithe a rinne sĂ© spĂłrt nuair a bhĂ sĂ© nĂos Ăłige, thosaigh sĂ© ag caoineadh lĂĄmh amhĂĄin suas Ăł mo ghlĂșine, agus Ă© ag fiosrĂș mo liopaĂ le pĂłg bheag. BhĂ sĂ© ag sĂș mo liopa Ăochtair go mall, ĂĄ thĂłgĂĄil idir a dhĂĄ liopaĂ agus ĂĄ bhrĂș. Nollaig Agus bhĂ a lĂĄmh sroichte suas go dtĂ mo mionbhrĂstĂnĂâŠ
Ag cĂ©im siar beagĂĄinĂn, ag dĂbirt banda a bhrĂstĂ, dĂșirt sĂ©, ” is bean an-ghnĂ©asach TĂș!”dĂșirt. Mar sin, gan mo shĂșile a bhaint de, bhain mĂ© mo lĂ©ine de agus shaor mĂ© mo chosa Ăł mo sciorta. Anois bhĂ an bheirt againn fĂĄgtha le fo-Ă©adaĂ dubha. Nuair a chuaigh sĂ© isteach sa leaba agus lĂșbtha os mo chionn, mhothaigh mĂ© mar bhrĂ©agĂĄn, le airde 1.90 agus tĂłgĂĄil beagĂĄinĂn rĂłthrom, bhĂ mĂ© imithe faoi. BhĂ sĂ© ag iniĂșchadh mo liopaĂ go socair, bhĂ a lĂĄmha ag bogadh timpeall mo chromĂĄin, ag tabhairt aire gan a mheĂĄchan a chur orm. BhĂ a socair ag tosĂș ag teacht i bhfeidhm, amhail is dĂĄ mbeadh boladh an chumhrĂĄin iontach tar Ă©is spĂ©is a thabhairt dom. Nuair a shleamhnaigh mĂ© strapaĂ mo bra go dtĂ an taobh agus nocht mĂ© mo bhrollach, shleamhnaigh sĂ ar mo mhuineĂĄl le gĂĄire sexy, agus ansin ar mo bhrollach. Thosaigh a lĂĄmha, mĂłr go leor chun pailme fiĂș mo bhrollach ollmhĂłr le lĂĄmh amhĂĄin, ag tabhairt aire dom gan mĂ© a ghortĂș, ach le brĂș a thug orm a chumhacht a mhothĂș. Leis an gcineĂĄltas cĂ©anna, bhĂ a liopaĂ ag teacht anuas ar mo bhrollach, agus an mhĂ©ar a mhothaigh mĂ© ar mo phussy ag taispeĂĄint go raibh sĂ© ag oscailt mo mionbhrĂstĂnĂâŠ
NĂos suimiĂșla nĂĄ bog a craiceann agus Ă ag mothĂș neart a lĂĄmha. TĂĄ a lĂĄmha dea-ghroomed rĂ©idh, ach cibĂ© ĂĄit a bhfuil tiĂșs a mĂ©ar tiĂșs coileach m ‘ fhear cĂ©ile, ba chosĂșil go raibh dhĂĄ dicks ag siĂșl timpeall ar mo phussy. Nuair a chuir sĂ© a lĂĄmh ar mo liopaĂ arĂs gan a lĂĄmh a thĂłgĂĄil Ăł mo phussy, mhothaigh mĂ© brĂș a dick ar mo chosa freisin. Shleamhnaigh sĂ© go mall go dtĂ mo thaobh, ag cur a dhroim ar an gcluasĂĄn. Rug sĂ© ar mo rithim ar an bpointe boise, chuir sĂ© isteach orm gur thĂĄinig sĂ© anuas orm nuair a bhĂ mo phussy ag tosĂș ag dul fliuch, ach thuig mĂ© a rĂșn. Tharraing sĂ© a chuid mionbhrĂstĂnĂ sĂos agus bhĂ an radharc a raibh mĂ© ag fanacht go fonnmhar leis le feiceĂĄil. BhĂ liathrĂłidĂ gruagach buĂ Ă©adroma aige agus dick leath-ardaithe gan ainm os mo chomhair. BhĂ mĂ© i gcĂłnaĂ cleachtaithe le dicks a fheiceĂĄil fuaite Ăł fucking le fir Ăłga, ach sin an rud is gnĂĄch ag an aois seo. ThĂłg mĂ© ceann an dick DĂchumasaithe go dĂreach idir mo dhĂĄ liopaĂ, ag iarraidh a fhĂĄil amach faoin foreskin. Agus an uair seo thosaigh mĂ© ag ionsaĂ an dick cosĂșil le bia le boladh pĂșdar ag ardĂș Ăłna liathrĂłidĂ. CĂ© go raibh an dick ag fĂĄs i mo bhĂ©al, bhĂ mo lĂĄmha ag bogadh thar a cnaipe bolg, ag strĂłiceadh a liathrĂłidĂ Ăł am go chĂ©ile. Nollaig Tar Ă©is cĂșpla nĂłimĂ©ad, bhĂ an dick in airde agus rĂ©idh le bheith stung.