Dia duit. TĂĄ mĂ© I mo chĂłnaĂ I Mersin le 6 bliana, tharla an eachtra a inseoidh mĂ© duit le linn na mblianta a raibh cĂłnaĂ orm sa GhearmĂĄin. TĂĄ cailĂn ag Mo dhearthĂĄir darb ainm Sevim, agus ba ghnĂĄch le mo dhearthĂĄir a rĂĄ liom Gur bean an-te Ă Sevim agus go raibh gnĂ©as de gach cineĂĄl acu. (LabhraĂonn mo dhearthĂĄir agus mĂ© go hoscailte faoi ghnĂ©as). D ‘ inis sĂ© an oiread sin dom Faoi Sevim go raibh mĂ© ag tosĂș ag dĂ©anamh iontais faoi shaol gnĂ©is Sevim Ăł mhaith go maith. An oiread sin ionas go raibh Aisling Sevim agam uair amhĂĄin ar feadh tamaill agus thosaigh mĂ© ag lĂĄmhach 31. Nollaig
LĂĄ amhĂĄin ghlaoigh mo dhearthĂĄir, dĂșirt sĂ© nĂĄr thĂĄinig sĂ© amach ag obair, go raibh sĂ© sa bhaile, “Tar agus bĂodh brew beag agat, agus tĂłgfaimid pictiĂșir nĂł rud Ă©igin.”dĂșirt. (Is Ă an ghrianghrafadĂłireacht agus an seomra dorcha ĂĄr gcomh-chaitheamh aimsire). Ă tharla go bhfuil m ‘ ĂĄit oibre fĂ©in agam, nĂ bheadh sĂ© ina fhadhb dom, lĂ©im mĂ© ar an bpointe boise agus chuaigh mĂ© go teach mo dhearthĂĄr. NĂ bheadh ganntanas deochanna sa bhaile riamh, mar sin lĂon sĂ© deoch dom agus thosaĂomar ag glacadh grianghraif. BhĂ thart ar leath uair an chloig caite nuair a bhĂ cnag ag an doras. D ‘ oscail mo dhearthĂĄir Ă©, bhĂ mo ghrĂĄ tagtha. Is cairde an-sean mĂ© fĂ©in agus Sevim, tĂĄ aithne againn ar a chĂ©ile le fada an lĂĄ. DĂșirt muid dia duit, phĂłg muid, chuir muid tĂșs le comhrĂĄ. De ghnĂĄth nĂ Ăłlann Sevim, dĂșirt sĂ© go bhfĂ©adfadh sĂ© ceann a bheith in Ă©ineacht linn an lĂĄ sin. DearthĂĄir, doirt deoch dĂł freisin. Thosaigh muid Ag Glacadh Grianghraif arĂs, thĂłgamar VĂĄsaĂ, plĂĄtaĂ TorthaĂ, srl i gcĂłnaĂ. mar rudaĂ neamhbheo.
DĂșirt Sevim go tobann, ” agus cĂ©n fĂĄth a bhfuil tĂș ag cur amĂș ama le rudaĂ den sĂłrt sin gan saol, nach bhfuil samhail bheo agat?”dĂșirt. Stop mo dhearthĂĄir ar feadh nĂłimĂ©id, ” Ar ndĂłigh tĂĄ!”dĂșirt sĂ© Agus thĂłg SĂ© Sevim de lĂĄimh agus thĂłg sĂ© suas Ă Ăłna suĂochĂĄn,” seo ĂĄr mĂșnla ĂĄlainn, Sevim Sexy!”dĂșirt. TĂĄim ag faire ar an mĂ©id a tharla le hiontas gan trĂĄcht a dhĂ©anamh. DĂșirt mo dhearthĂĄir, ” Tar Ar Bruder (DearthĂĄir), tosĂș ag glacadh pictiĂșir!”dĂșirt. ThĂłg mĂ© an ceamara agus thosaigh mĂ© ag glacadh pictiĂșir De Sevim i gcĂĄsanna Ă©agsĂșla. TĂĄ Mo dhearthĂĄir ag stiĂșradh Sevim, ” SĂ©id do chuid gruaige, fĂ©ach air seo!”srl. mar. Ag pointe Ă©igin, dĂșirt mo dhearthĂĄir, ” Faigh Deic, A GhrĂĄ!”dĂșirt. BhĂ ionadh orm, ach is dĂłigh liom gurbh mise an t-aon duine a raibh ionadh orm. Sevim, ” Stop, A ghrĂĄ, lig dom anĂĄil agus scĂth a ligean, agus tĂĄim ag cur allais, lig dom cith a thĂłgĂĄil ar dtĂșs!”dĂșirt sĂ©, agus ansin d’ fhĂĄg sĂ© an seomra chun cith a thĂłgĂĄil. Le mo dhearthĂĄir, ” Cad atĂĄ ar siĂșl?DĂșirt mĂ©. DĂșirt mo dhearthĂĄir, ” Ohooo, tĂĄimid dĂreach ag tosĂș, fĂ©ach cad a tharlĂłidh ina dhiaidh sin!”dĂșirt.
Tar Ă©is tamaill, bhĂ Sevim le feiceĂĄil ag An doras, fillte i tuĂĄille folctha, le guth shuh, ” Tar isteach, tĂĄim rĂ©idh!”dĂșirt. ThĂĄinig mo dhearthĂĄir chugam, thĂłg sĂ© an ceamara Ăł mo lĂĄmh,” is mise an fear ceamara anois, is tusa An StiĂșrthĂłir!”dĂșirt sĂ© agus thug sĂ© wink flirtatious. Anois agus mĂ© fĂ©in fĂĄgtha i sreabhadh na n-imeachtaĂ, bhĂ mĂ© ag smaoineamh go dtarlĂłidh gach a tharlĂłidh anois. DĂșirt mo dhearthĂĄir, ” Tiontaigh an tolg ina leaba, is parlĂșs suathaireachta Ă© seo, agus Is Masseur tĂș!”dĂșirt. NĂ raibh ionadh orm a thuilleadh. “Gach ceart!”DĂșirt mĂ©, chas mĂ© an tolg tarraingthe suas ina leaba, leag mĂ© bileog bĂĄn amach agus dĂșirt MĂ© Le Sevim, “seo, Ma’ am, luigh sĂos!DĂșirt mĂ©. Leag Sevim aghaidh sĂos, ag oscailt tosaigh an tuĂĄille folctha. D ‘fhĂ©ach mĂ© ar mo dhearthĂĄir,’ Tar isteach!”rinne sĂ© an comhartha. Mar sin thosaigh mĂ© ag tabhairt suathaireacht Do Sevim. Nuair a dĂșirt mĂ© guaillĂ, muineĂĄl, thĂĄinig mĂ© ar a dhroim, ach bhĂ tuĂĄille folctha aige ar a dhroim. DĂșirt mĂ© liom fĂ©in, ‘ A Mhic, is tusa an stiĂșrthĂłir, tĂ©igh ar aghaidh! dĂșirt mĂ©, ‘agus bhain mĂ© an tuĂĄille Ăłna chĂșl go dtĂ a chromĂĄin.
BhĂ mĂ© aroused go crĂochnĂșil anois, agus bhĂ an at os mo chomhair nĂos mĂł nĂĄ infheicthe. Chas Sevim timpeall go tobann agus dĂșirt sĂ©, ” Ă, go leor den chluiche seo, a leon, tar isteach, tĂĄ mĂ© fliuch fliuch, nach Bhfuil fir Ar Bith Eadrainn?”dĂșirt sĂ© agus chuir sĂ© a lĂĄmh ar aghaidh mo bhrĂstĂ. “Ă, tĂĄ, fĂ©ach, mo ghrĂĄ, nĂ aimsĂtear uirlis den sĂłrt sin i gcĂłnaĂ!”dĂșirt sĂ© le mo dhearthĂĄir. DĂșirt mo dhearthĂĄir, ” Cad Ă© atĂĄ tĂș ag seasamh, ansin, fĂ©ach do mhaith :))”. Tharraing Sevim chugam Ă© fĂ©in trĂ greim a fhĂĄil orm ag an gcolĂ©ar agus thosaigh sĂ© ag sĂșthadh trĂna liopaĂ a ghreamĂș de mo liopaĂ. NĂ raibh mĂ© ag seasamh go dĂcheallach ag ceachtar acu, ag brĂș a breasts beag bĂdeach, ag sĂĄbhĂĄil mo bhĂ©al Ăłna liopaĂ Go RĂ©asĂșnta agus ag sĂșthadh ar a breasts. Go tobann dhĂrigh Sevim suas Ăłn ĂĄit a raibh sĂ© ina shuĂ, bhĂ a aghaidh ag teacht i gceart ar aon dul le mo dick mar bhĂ mĂ© I mo sheasamh. Rinne sĂ© mo chrios a dhĂbirt go tapa, tharraing sĂ© anuas mo bhrĂstĂ go tobann in Ă©ineacht le mo mionbhrĂstĂnĂ agus dĂșirt sĂ© go domhain “Oooooh!”thosaigh sĂ© ag tarraingt agus ag licking ceann mo dick. (NĂ Rud 20-rud mar sin Ă© mianach, nĂl aon phointe Ă© a chaitheamh amach, Is Dick 14 – nĂł 15-orlach, meĂĄnach-tiubh Ă©).
TĂĄ an oiread agus a dĂșirt mo dhearthĂĄir, Is Soith iomlĂĄn Ă an bhean chĂ©ile! DĂ©anann sĂ© gach rud a dhĂ©anann sĂ© go hĂĄlainn, tĂĄ sĂ© ina chĂłnaĂ agus coinnĂonn sĂ© beo mĂ©, sucks sĂ© mo dick chomh crua, tĂĄ sĂ© cosĂșil nach bhfuil fiacla ina bhĂ©al aige! TĂĄ an bheirt againn ag caoineadh le plĂ©isiĂșr. DĂșirt Sevim le mo dhearthĂĄir, ” a ghrĂĄ, cathain a bheidh tĂș linn, tar isteach, a ghrĂĄ, nĂĄ coinnigh orm ag fanacht, nĂ fĂ©idir liom fanacht le beirt fhear a bheith fucked!”dĂșirt sĂ© agus bhĂ sĂ© ina luĂ os mo chomhair, agus dĂșirt sĂ© liom, “Tar isteach, a stĂłr, nĂ fĂ©idir liom Ă© a thĂłgĂĄil nĂos mĂł! Come on, cad atĂĄ ar bun!”bhĂ sĂ© ag caoineadh. NĂ raibh mĂ© in ann Ă© a sheasamh ach an oiread, frĂ©amhaigh mĂ© a cunt soggy Ăłn gcĂșl! And again, ” Oooh!””tharraing sĂ©. DĂĄla an scĂ©il, BhĂ Mo dhearthĂĄir Tar Ă©is Ă fĂ©in a MhaisiĂș agus Ă© a thabhairt do bhĂ©al mo leannĂĄin. BhĂomar go lĂ©ir ag caoineadh. Toisc go raibh bĂ©al mo ghrĂĄ lĂĄn, bhĂ a gealaĂ ag teacht amach muffled, go tobann rinne sĂ conradh agus thosaigh sĂ ag gearĂĄn cosĂșil le craiceĂĄilte, ag screadaĂl, ar ndĂłigh bhĂ Orgasm aici. NĂ raibh aon saol fĂĄgtha agamsa nĂĄ ag mo dhearthĂĄir, mo dhearthĂĄir ina bhĂ©al, mise ina cunt, ejaculated muid lowing. NĂor fhan muid ach ar feadh tamaillâŠ
Ba Ă© Sevim an chĂ©ad duine a thĂĄinig ar a chĂ©adfaĂ, ag fĂ©achaint ar mo dhearthĂĄir, rinne sĂ© gĂĄire go gĂ©ar agus dĂșirt sĂ©, ” TĂĄ ĂĄr bplean curtha i bhfeidhm againn go hiomlĂĄn, a ghrĂĄ!”dĂșirt. Thuig mĂ© ansin go raibh sĂ© seo go lĂ©ir beartaithe ag mo dhearthĂĄir Agus Sevim. Ar ndĂłigh, d ‘ inis siad dom conas a tharla sĂ© nĂos dĂ©anaĂ. DĂșirt Sevim le mo dhearthĂĄir, ” A ghrĂĄ, TĂĄ a fhios agat nach leor fear dom, nĂl mĂ© ag iarraidh feall a dhĂ©anamh ort ach an oiread, teacht ar dhuine iontaofa, beimid ag crochadh le chĂ©ile i ngrĂșpa nĂł i rud Ă©igin. Mura bhfaighidh tĂș Ă©, dĂ©anfaidh mĂ©, agus nĂ bheidh a fhios agat fiĂș faoi! dĂșirt sĂ© ,” agus mar sin smaoinigh siad air agus rinne siad an plean seo. TĂĄ sĂ© chomh hĂĄlainn, nach bhfuil, a chairde? Tar Ă©is An lae Sin, Lean Sevim agus mo dhearthĂĄir agus mĂ© ag fuck. Go hĂĄirithe nuair a bhĂ MĂ© singil le GrĂĄ, bhĂ rudaĂ an-mhaith agam freisin. đ
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