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a fuck dom crua Dia duit. Is É Mo Ainm Nahit, tĂĄ mĂ© 32 bliain d ‘ aois. Tar Ă©is dom a bheith ag obair mar bhainisteoir monarchan ar feadh blianta fada, rinne mĂ© iarratas ar mo sheirbhĂ­s mhĂ­leata a dhĂ©anamh, a cuireadh ar fionraĂ­ mĂ© ar feadh 7 mbliana. Ba dhuine an-ĂșdarĂĄsach mĂ© a raibh grĂĄ agus meas ag an bhfoireann uile sa mhonarcha air, ag an am cĂ©anna. Fear Ăłg darbh Ainm Erkan a bhĂ­ i gcĂłcaire na monarchan a bhĂ­ i gceannas ar an halla bia, agus phĂłs sĂ© cailĂ­n 17 mbliana d ‘ aois dhĂĄ mhĂ­ Ăł shin. Thug sĂ© cuireadh dom chuig a bhainis freisin, nĂ­ raibh mĂ© in ann dul chuig a phĂłstaĂ­ mar bhĂ­ mĂ© as baile agus nĂ­ raibh mĂ© in ann an cailĂ­n a phĂłs sĂ© a fheiceĂĄil, ach bhĂ­ mĂ© an-aisteach. DĂĄla an scĂ©il, tĂĄ an-eagla orm roimh erkan, lĂ©irĂ­onn sĂ© go leor meas freisin, dĂ©anann sĂ© miasa speisialta dom i gcĂłnaĂ­ taobh amuigh den bhiachlĂĄr laethĂșil, uaireanta deir sĂ©, ” A Bhainisteoir, dĂ©anaimis Decadents leat lĂĄ amhĂĄin, tĂĄ appetizers uaim!”dĂ©arfadh sĂ©. Ach ar bhealach Ă©igin nĂ­ bhfuair muid an deis mar gheall ar dhĂ©ine ĂĄr gcuid oibre. Ar aon chaoi, thĂĄinig mo lĂĄ, scoir mĂ© de mo phost agus chuaigh mĂ© chuig an arm.

Tar Ă©is dom teacht Ăłn arm, bhĂ­ siopa folamh ar cĂ­os agam faoin bhfoirgneamh ĂĄrasĂĄn ina raibh cĂłnaĂ­ orm agus d ‘ oscail mĂ© gnĂł ar ĂĄbhair thĂłgĂĄla. BhĂ­ Thart ar 6 mhĂ­ Caite Dec, lĂĄ amhĂĄin chuaigh mĂ© go dtĂ­ an mhonarcha chun cuairt a thabhairt ar mo shean-shaoiste. NĂ­ raibh aon duine fĂĄgtha ag obair sa mhonarcha Ăł mo rĂ©, rinneadh athchĂłiriĂș ar an bhfoireann go lĂ©ir, laghdaigh an boss an obair go leor. Chuir mĂ© ceist ar Na fostaithe Faoi Erkan, a bhĂ­ i gceannas ar An gcaifitĂ©ire, agus dĂșirt siad gur fhĂĄg sĂ© an obair freisin agus gur Ăłn mbialann a thĂĄinig an bia. thart ar 15 lĂĄ ina dhiaidh sin, lĂĄ amhĂĄin ar maidin, nuair a bhĂ­ mĂ© ag caitheamh cathaoir os comhair an stĂłir agus ag grianghortha, rith duine le mĂłtar os mo chomhair agus d ‘ fhĂ©ach SĂ© An-ChosĂșil Le Erkan. Ach nĂ­ raibh mĂ© in ann a bheith cinnte mar bhĂ­ spĂ©aclaĂ­ grĂ©ine ĂĄ gcaitheamh aige. Nuair a rith an duine cĂ©anna sa treo eile trĂĄthnĂłna, thosaigh mĂ© ag fĂ©achaint ar an mbĂłthar ar maidin agus um thrĂĄthnĂłna, agus bhĂ­ sĂ© ag dul thart gach lĂĄ. CĂșpla lĂĄ ina dhiaidh sin, nuair a bhĂ­ mĂ© ag dul sa trĂĄthnĂłna, stop mĂ© Ă©, tĂĄ, BhĂ­ SĂ© Erkan. Nuair a chonaic sĂ© mĂ©, bhĂ­ iontas mĂłr air, ” Oooo, a bhainisteoir!”dĂșirt sĂ© “agus barrĂłg mo lĂĄmh. Thug mĂ© cuireadh dĂł chuig an siopa. Tar Ă©is cĂșigear taitneamhach, dĂșirt sĂ©, ” tĂĄ mĂ© ĂĄ fheiceĂĄil le cĂșpla lĂĄ, ach nĂ­ fhĂ©adfainn a bheith cinnte, cĂĄ dtĂ©ann tĂș sĂ­os an tsrĂĄid seo gach lĂĄ?”D’ iarr mĂ©. BhĂ­ siad dĂ­reach tar Ă©is bogadh, bhĂ­ a theach sa sluma ag deireadh na srĂĄide, agus bhĂ­ sĂ© ag obair mar chĂłcaire i monarcha eile


Tar Ă©is dĂł go leor cumha a mhaolĂș, chuaigh sĂ© ar a rothar, agus nuair a d ‘ imigh sĂ©, dĂșirt sĂ©, “A Bhainisteoir, buailfimid le chĂ©ile mar theaghlach, nĂ­l aon timpeallacht timpeall orainn anseo, tĂĄ gach duine leo fĂ©in, ar a laghad dĂ©anaimis tĂ©igh leat, tĂĄ an bhean agus an leanbh an-leamh!”dĂșirt. D ‘ Ă©irigh MUID CEART go leor agus dĂșirt muid, “Tar anseo aon uair is mian leat!DĂșirt mĂ©. Luaigh mĂ© an scĂ©al le mo bhean chĂ©ile trĂĄthnĂłna freisin. DĂĄla an scĂ©il, tĂĄ mĂ© pĂłsta le 8 mbliana agus tĂĄ leanbh 4 bliana d ‘ aois agam. Nollaig BhĂ­ leanbh ag Erkan ar an bpointe boise agus chas sĂ© bliain go leith d ‘ aois. DĂșirt mo bhean chĂ©ile, ” B ‘ fhĂ©idir, mĂĄ tĂĄ a bhean chĂ©ile crony, tĂĄ mĂ© leamh freisin, i ndĂĄirĂ­re, bheadh sĂ© go maith dom.”dĂșirt. CĂșpla lĂĄ ina dhiaidh sin, nuair A rith Erkan ag an siopa ar ghluaisrothar, an uair seo bhĂ­ bean le hijab, cĂłta barr clĂșdaithe taobh thiar di agus leanbh ar a lap. NĂ­ fhaca siad mĂ© toisc go raibh mĂ© i m ‘ oifig, ach chuir sĂ© iontas mĂłr orm, nĂ­or shĂ­l mĂ© riamh go bhfĂ©adfadh a bhean a bheith ina duine dlĂșth, agus bhĂ­ mĂ© ĂĄ fheiceĂĄil den chĂ©ad uair, ach nĂ­ raibh mĂ© in ann Ă© a fheiceĂĄil i gceart mar gheall ar rith siad chomh gasta.

TrĂĄthnĂłna dĂ© domhnaigh dĂ© sathairn, stad sĂ© ag an siopa go luath agus dĂșirt sĂ©, “Bainisteoir, mĂĄ TĂĄ tĂș saor, ba mhaith linn teacht chugat dĂ© domhnaigh?”dĂșirt. Nuair a ghlaoigh mĂ© ar mo bhean chĂ©ile agus d ‘ fhiafraigh mĂ© an raibh muid ar fĂĄil, dĂșirt mo bhean chĂ©ile, “tĂĄimid ar fĂĄil, tĂĄimid ar fĂĄil, lig dĂłibh teacht, fiĂș beagĂĄn luath, dĂ©anaimis bricfeasta le chĂ©ile!”dĂșirt. DĂ© domhnaigh dĂ© domhnaigh nĂ­ raibh mĂ© ag oscailt an ionaid oibre, maidin dĂ© domhnaigh d ‘ Ă©irigh mĂ© go luath agus chuaigh mĂ© go dtĂ­ an bĂĄcĂșs bĂĄcĂșis, cheannaigh MĂ© Bagels, Poaça agus PiĂłga agus thosaĂ­omar ag fanacht. Shroich siad thart ar 10:00, bhuail muid leo ag an doras. ThĂĄinig siad isteach, ” FĂĄilte!”mar sin shĂ­n mĂ© mo lĂĄmh chuig a bhean chĂ©ile agus chroith muid lĂĄmha. Ach cad croitheadh lĂĄimhe! BhĂ­ a lĂĄmha ar lasadh mar thine! Ar bhealach Ăł chroĂ­, dĂșirt sĂ©, ” Is Mise Hayriye!”dĂșirt. “Mise Freisin, Nahit!”DĂșirt mĂ© agus chuir mĂ© leis,” DĂĄla an scĂ©il, sĂ­lim go mbeidh tĂș tinn, tĂĄ fiabhras ort! NollaigDĂșirt mĂ©. Rinne Hayriye aoibh bheag, ” NĂ­l, seo mo staid nĂĄdĂșrtha!”dĂșirt. DĂșirt Erkan, ” A Bhainisteoir, nĂ­ ĂșsĂĄidim sorn sa gheimhreadh, tĂĄ craiceann Hayriye an-te!”dĂșirt sĂ©,” rinneamar gĂĄire. CineĂĄl petite a bhĂ­ i Hayriye, bean beagĂĄn dimpled-eyed, craiceann bĂĄn le aghaidh sĂĄr-ĂĄlainn agus struchtĂșr coirp. NĂ­ fĂ©idir liom stop a chur ag fĂ©achaint air, ach bhĂ­ eagla orm bualadh lena shĂșile freisin.

Chuamar go dtĂ­ an tĂĄbla bricfeasta. Chuaigh Hayriye isteach sa chĂ©ad seomra eile chun an leanbh a chur a chodladh. DĂĄla an scĂ©il, nuair a shuigh muid sĂ­os ag an mbord, BhĂ­ SĂ© Decked amach sa chathaoir os mo chomhair. thĂĄinig sĂ© i 5-10 nĂłimĂ©ad ina dhiaidh sin agus shuigh sĂ© sĂ­os os mo chomhair. ComhrĂĄ bricfeasta domhain, tĂĄ doras an bhalcĂłin oscailte toisc go bhfuil an samhradh ann, atmaisfĂ©ar ĂĄlainn, kakara kikiri d ‘ fhanamar ag an mbord ar feadh thart ar 2 uair an chloig. CĂ© Gur dĂșnadh Hayriye, ba chomhrĂĄ an-taitneamhach Ă­, duine beag cĂșthail, ach comhrĂĄ. Tar Ă©is bricfeasta, agus muid tumtha i gcomhrĂĄ dorcha ar an mbalcĂłin, agus na mnĂĄ ag caint faoi miasa nĂł rud Ă©igin, meĂĄn lae a bhĂ­ ann agus thĂĄinig na mnĂĄ chugainn agus thairg siad dul ar phicnic. Rinneadh ullmhĂșchĂĄin, chuamar ar phicnic. BhĂ­ ĂĄr gcuid ama ag dul thart Go RĂ©asĂșnta Agus go ceanĂșil, agus idir an dĂĄ linn bhĂ­ ĂĄr n-intimacy ag mĂ©adĂș. Agus Ă© ag Ăłl tae ag picnic, dĂșirt Hayriye liom, ” Nahit abi, TĂĄ Erkan ag insint dom fĂșt le 3 bliana sa chaoi is go raibh mĂ© as fiosracht!”dĂșirt. Bhris Erkan i bhfocail freisin, “Mar sin is Ă© an t-aon bhainisteoir atĂĄ agam, bhĂ­ sĂ© ina athair iontach dom, nĂ­ fhaca mĂ© an cineĂĄltas a chonaic mĂ© uaidh Ăł m’ athair, cĂ© nach raibh oibrĂ­ aonair sa mhonarcha nĂĄr chuidigh sĂ©, ba Ă© athair na n-oibrithe uile sa mhonarcha Ă©!”dĂșirt. DĂșirt Hayriye freisin, ” A DhearthĂĄir, Gach uair a bhĂ­ cĂĄs ann, Erkan, anois Bheadh Nahit mar bhainisteoir orm, nĂ­ thitfinn isteach sa stĂĄt seo, nĂ­ fĂ©idir leis crĂ­ochnĂș ag insint duit faoi!”dĂșirt. Idir an dĂĄ linn, bhĂ­ mo bhean ag fĂ©achaint orm, Ag Hayriye, ag iarraidh rud Ă©igin a DhĂ©anamh amach. Ar an lĂĄimh eile, bhĂ­ mĂ© ag cur iallach orm fĂ©in gan droch-mhothĂșchĂĄin a fhĂĄil, ach nĂ­ raibh mĂ© in ann Mo shĂșile a bhaint De Hayriye ach an oiread. TĂĄim ag tabhairt aghaidh ar sicĂ­n sĂĄr-ĂĄlainn 19-20 bliain d ‘ aois, agus tĂĄim ag troid go hoifigiĂșil gan sĂșil go sĂșil a fheiceĂĄil.

Fuaireamar ar ais Ăł phicnic trĂĄthnĂłna, agus faoin am a dĂșirt muid dinnĂ©ar nĂł rud Ă©igin, bhĂ­ sĂ© 22:30. BhĂ­ gach duine an-tuirseach le hĂ©ifeacht na picnice. DĂșirt siad, ” dĂ©anaimis Ă©irĂ­ anois…”. Nuair a thĂĄinig siad ar maidin, b ‘ Ă©igean dĂłibh dul ar mhionbhus arĂ­s mar thĂĄinig siad ar mhionbhus, dĂșirt mĂ©, “NĂ­l, nĂ­ sheolfaidh mĂ© chugat ar mhionbhus, scaoilfidh mĂ© as thĂș!DĂșirt mĂ©. “Ó, nĂĄ bac.”dĂșirt siad,” rud mar sin. DĂșirt mĂ©, ” Thairis sin, gheobhaidh mĂ© amach faoin teach.”nuair a dĂșirt sĂ© sin, nĂ­ dhearna siad agĂłid. DĂșirt mĂ© le mo bhean chĂ©ile, ” Tar liom mĂĄs mian leat.DĂșirt mĂ©. DĂșirt mo bhean chĂ©ile, ” tĂĄ mĂ© tuirseach, lig dom teacht.”dĂșirt. Ar aon chaoi, d ‘ fhĂĄg mĂ© iad seo ag a dteach. Nuair a d ‘ Ă©irigh siad as an gcarr, bhĂ­ an leanbh ar lap Erkan. Chroith muid lĂĄmha arĂ­s agus muid ag slĂĄn a fhĂĄgĂĄil, ach bhĂ­ lĂĄmha Hayriye ag lasadh mar liathrĂłid tine arĂ­s agus bhĂ­ sĂ­ ag dĂ©anamh go mbraitheann mĂ© go dona. Gan mo lĂĄmh a fhĂĄgĂĄil, ” DearthĂĄir Nahit, go raibh mĂ­le maith agat as gach rud, lĂĄ an-deas a bhĂ­ ann, tĂĄimid ag fanacht leat a luaithe is fĂ©idir!”dĂșirt. DĂĄla an scĂ©il, bhĂ­ sĂ© ag fĂ©achaint isteach i mo shĂșile, ĂĄit a raibh mĂ© I mo sheasamh, bhĂ­ mo choileach CosĂșil le geall DĂ­chumasaithe, bhĂ­ m ‘ aghaidh flushed. “DearthĂĄir, tĂĄ tĂș ag rĂĄ liom, ach beidh tĂș tinn, tĂĄ d’ aghaidh dearg agus tĂĄ tĂș ag cur allais!”dĂșirt. DĂșirt mĂ© freisin go mb ‘ fhĂ©idir go bhfuair tĂș buille grĂ©ine. DĂșirt muid slĂĄn agus d ‘ fhill mĂ© abhaile.

BhĂ­ mo bhean chĂ©ile sa leaba ag caitheamh a gĂșna oĂ­che, ag fanacht liom sa leaba. Nocht mĂ© agus chuaigh mĂ© sa leaba. BhĂ­ comhrĂĄ beag againn, d ‘ fhiafraigh mĂ© conas a fuair tĂș iad. Tar Ă©is dĂł a rĂĄ gur thaitin sĂ© go mĂłr leis, go raibh daoine maithe ann agus go bhfĂ©adfaimis bualadh le chĂ©ile, d ‘ fhĂ©ach sĂ© orm go ciallmhar agus dĂșirt sĂ©, “tĂĄ sĂșil agam nach mbeidh aifĂ©ala ort mar gheall ar na smaointe seo!”dĂșirt. (TĂĄ nĂĄdĂșr an-Ă©ad ag mo bhean chĂ©ile). “Cad a chiallaĂ­onn tĂș?DĂșirt mĂ©. “TĂĄ an cailĂ­n an-ĂĄlainn, agus tĂĄ meas mĂłr aici ort freisin!”dĂșirt. “Cad Ă© an t-ĂĄbhar? DĂșirt a fear cĂ©ile lĂ©i, agus n ‘ fheadar, cad atĂĄ cearr leis sin?DĂșirt mĂ©. “NĂ­os mĂł cosĂșil le brĂ©agĂĄn, Ă­ocann tĂș aird fĂłs!”dĂșirt. “DĂ©anann tĂș ĂĄibhĂ©il! NĂĄr chuala tĂș, glaonn SĂ© DearthĂĄir orm, agus is duine dĂșnta Ă© freisin!DĂșirt mĂ©. “TĂĄ sĂ© mar sin, ach nĂ­l a fhios agam, tĂĄ sĂ© chomh hĂĄlainn go bhfuil sĂ© dodhĂ©anta gan a bheith Ă©ad!”dĂșirt. Agus dĂșirt mĂ©, ” tĂĄ TĂș nĂ­os deise nĂĄ Ă©, a bhean chĂ©ile!”mar sin phĂłg mĂ© Ă­ ar na liopaĂ­ agus rug mĂ© ar a pussy agus thosaigh mĂ© ag strĂłiceadh uirthi. Ansin thĂłg mĂ© mionbhrĂ­stĂ­nĂ­ mo bhean chĂ©ile, ligh mĂ© a pussy agus chuir mĂ© mo dick, a bhĂ­ cosĂșil le geall, isteach i pussy mo bhean chĂ©ile, faoi thionchar teas na lĂĄimhe agus a comhrĂĄite dĂ­reach anois. DĂșirt mo bhean ChĂ©ile, ” Offffff, sin an rud is breĂĄ liom fĂșt, gach uair a smaoinĂ­m air, faighim do choileach i mo phussy!”bhĂ­ sĂ© ag rĂĄ agus ag bĂ©iceadh a liopaí


Agus bhĂ­ mĂ© ag brionglĂłid go raibh mĂ© ag fucking Hayriye, ag frĂ©amhĂș do mo bhean chĂ©ile. Moans mo bhean chĂ©ile cosĂșil le craiceĂĄilte le plĂ©isiĂșr,” nĂ­ fĂ©idir liom an dick seo a roinnt le duine ar bith! Is liomsa an dick seo! Don ‘ t go fuck that bitch!”deir sĂ©, bhĂ­ sĂ© ag cur a chuid amhras fĂ©in in iĂșl. “NĂĄ bĂ­odh imnĂ­ ort, a bhean chĂ©ile, fiĂș mĂĄ dhĂ­scaoileann Hayriye os mo chomhair agus mĂĄ scarann sĂ­ a cosa, nĂ­ fhĂ©achfaidh mĂ© siar!”BhĂ­ mĂ© ag pumpĂĄil pussy mo bhean chĂ©ile ag rĂĄ. DĂșirt mo bhean chĂ©ile, ” Nach bhfuil a fhios agam fĂșt? Nach n-aithnĂ­m an dick seo atĂĄ ĂĄ ithe agam le deich mbliana? An gcaillfeĂĄ deis den sĂłrt sin, bheifeĂĄ ag fuck suas an cailĂ­n ag an gcĂ©ad deis a fhaigheann tĂș!”deir sĂ©, bhĂ­ sĂ© ag dĂ©anamh nĂ­os adharcach dom. tĂĄ mĂ© ag fucking mo bhean chĂ©ile ar feadh 20 nĂłimĂ©ad agus anois tĂĄim gar don phointe deiridh, tĂĄ sĂ­ ag caidĂ©alĂș go gasta, “NĂĄ bĂ­odh imnĂ­ ort, a ghrĂĄ, fiĂș mĂĄ fuck mĂ©, nĂ­ fĂ©idir lĂ©i an oiread plĂ©isiĂșir a thabhairt dom leatsa!”BhĂ­ mĂ© ag iarraidh sĂłlĂĄs a thabhairt do mo bhean chĂ©ile trĂ­ rĂĄ. Agus dĂșirt mo bhean chĂ©ile, le plĂ©isiĂșr ejaculating den dara huair, ” Fuck, fear cĂ©ile, fuck, tĂĄ an coileach seo dleathach, cad iad na gnĂ­omhais maithe atĂĄ tuillte ag an coileach seo! Offffff tĂĄim ag dul ar mire, Ă© a phumpĂĄil suas, a fhear cĂ©ile, Ă© a fhrĂ©amh i mo phussy!”mar sin, toisc nach raibh sĂ© cosanta, tharraing mĂ© mo choileach as pussy mo bhean chĂ©ile le bogadh deireanach amhĂĄin agus ejaculated isteach ina bolg. D ‘ fhan mĂ© gan ghluaiseacht air ar feadh 2-3 nĂłimĂ©ad i riocht gan anĂĄil, ansin luigh mĂ© in aice leis. Chuir mo bhean pĂłg ar mo liopa agus dĂșirt sĂ­, ” NĂĄ glac an rud a dĂșirt mĂ© dĂĄirĂ­re agus nĂĄ dĂ©an aon rud leis an gcailĂ­n, ha! NĂ­ bheidh a fhios agat, ceapfaidh tĂș go bhfuilim ag ligean duit nĂł rud Ă©igin!”aoibh sĂ©, ag rĂĄ.

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