Hello, I am Gürol, we have arranged an aparthotel
in Kaş to have an economic holiday for 3 families with our most sincere friends, with whom we have been on holiday all the time.
Me and my boyfriend and our female friend
were working together in the same company for about 6 years. Our spouses were working in different places
. Since we are the same age and we have a conversation, we have been seeing each other for 6 years
and having fun together. Fulya’s wife, Yılmaz,
was the owner of an import-export company and was constantly going abroad. For the last
couple of years, we have been hearing from our spouses that Yılmaz was cheating on Fulya and that Fulya
was very uncomfortable with this.
We, as the other two families, were trying to help improve their relations , so we were traveling together on every occasion, having fun
and trying to bring Yılmaz into the family atmosphere. Fulya was a young
woman of ordinary beauty. He always took good care of himself and adored his wife to keep Yılmaz
. In this holiday, we and our other couple friends have decided to make some sacrifices in order to
overcome the problems between them and strengthen their togetherness and have a holiday together again .
6 of us settled in the apartment together, we were all very cheerful and full of enthusiasm
. We went down to the market to settle down and shop. After a lot of laughter
and fun shopping, we returned to the apartment with 3 couples holding hands.
For 2-3 days, we traveled continuously, wandered the beaches, and
ate out in different places in the evenings. Everything was going well, the fact that
Fulya and Yılmaz were like double doves made all four of us
happy.
On the fifth day of our holiday,
we went on a boat trip with a large group. From that moment on, Yılmaz took the job and
started his sneaky debauchery again. Korhan and I were
trying to camouflage this, but even though we warned Yılmaz at the beaches where there was a break, he was
still reading what he knew and was constantly passing the women around.
My wife and Hande were
trying to disperse Fulya’s irritability by having happy conversations. The atmosphere became very tense, and Yılmaz’s callousness and
immorality angered us all.
Korhan almost exploded and
wanted the tour to end as soon as possible. After barely passing hours, we returned to Kaş by boat.
The men sat together, and Korhan quarreled with Yilmaz with a stern attitude. After
the argument that broke out between them, Korhan packed his things together with his wife
and left the apartment. We were extremely upset about the events and our morale
was down to zero, everything was out of taste.
We didn’t have dinner, Yılmaz
left without saying anything at around 9 pm, because my wife had migraines, she took medicine and went to bed, so
she would wake up only hours later. I went to the balcony of the apartment and lay on the sun lounger
and just started to rest. After a while, Fulya came to the balcony with two cold
cans of beer in her hand, it was obvious that she was angry, she was
shabby.
He handed me a beer and sat down in the seat across from me . After a long silence, Fulya began to passionately
explain what Yılmaz did and how she constantly cheated on him
. I was listening to Fulya without interfering,
waiting for her to explain and relax. Fulya would go in from time to time and
bring new beers.
It was past 23 o’clock at night and he still hadn’t finished talking. I was slightly sour from the beer
, meanwhile,
Fulya’s movements, who were speaking fervently, were dispersed and she began to sit carelessly.
From time to time, her frilly miniskirt fell apart,
revealing trembling tender leg meats from her golden calves.
In terms of the content of the subject, the words and sentences used by Fulya during her narration
became more and more erotic and almost
turned into sex movie lines. While he was talking about Yılmaz as if he was ecstatic with the anger of being cheated on , he had completely lost control of his legs in
this nervous and hasty speech , for a moment it was as if he had lost his control.
it looked like there was no laundry in it and the brownness between the legs
caught my eye. I sneakily focused my attention between her legs, and when
I caught her idle for a moment, I
realized that she really wasn’t wearing any panties.
Fulya also noticed the change in my gaze, and it was as if she had
spread her legs and brought her skirt to the appropriate position to piss me off even more.
My eyes were on that brown hole that was barely visible between her legs.
Since I couldn’t prevent my cane from getting hard
, I was trying to press it by putting my hands on my thin fabric shorts. Fulya put the empty
beer can on the floor and said, “Do you want me to get a beer from the fridge?”
he asked. I said I’d drink and waited for him to come back. When he did not return after 10 minutes,
I was curious and went inside. The door of his room was open and the
light was on. When I hesitantly headed for the door and entered , it was
empty, and the door suddenly closed behind me. When I came back with fear Fulya
He was standing naked against the back of the door. From that moment until the
end we did not speak a word.
He quickly pulled me towards him and pressed against my lips. We were kissing wildly and
passionately, his left hand stroking my dick between my legs. I put my hands on
his hips and
passionately caressed every spot on his body that my hand could reach in turn. We made love standing up for several minutes, and Fulya
kissed my breasts and slid down and brought my shorts down to my knees. Now , he
was making small touches with his tongue on my tool that he caressed with his hand,
and he was taking the head of my hardened organ between his lips. While Fulya was
calmly dealing with my tool in an ecstatic state, she suddenly
started to take my tool deep into her mouth with hard and harsh movements. I was aware that my leg
muscles were shaking, Fulya was ecstatic from time to time.
he’d get behind me , burrow into my legs from below and lick my balls,
circling me. I couldn’t stand it any longer,
I took Fulya by the arm and took her to the low window that opens to the balcony,
took the pillow on the bed, left it on the window sill, tangled Fulya
over the pillow so that her shoulders were outside the window, and
went behind her and inserted my tool into her box in one go. I held her hands on her butt with my hands and
stretched them over her body and
started to go in and out of her hole without stopping. In the dark of the night
, under the lights of the city, groaning and screaming under me to
the heights of pleasure, Fulya took my tool out of her hole, and when I looked,
I saw that her lips were wrapping around my dick like an octopus and sucking it in.
I continued to shoot for minutes with this view and the fire of sexuality.
Realizing that I was on the verge of orgasm, Fulya quickly pushed me
and leaned down in front of my dick, masturbating my straw with her hands and opening and closing
her lips passionately to grab my semen that would burst at any moment, licking her lips.
Shaking and trembling, I gave him the happiness he expected, he
licked my semen, which was scattered on his hands and face, like a hungry cat, took it between his lips
and cleaned it carefully. We threw ourselves on the bed and rested for minutes
without speaking. When I started to think about what had happened to us, I
thought that Yılmaz deserved it, even though I was partly ashamed
. While I was resting under these thoughts, Fulya
got on me again and started sucking my dick. I couldn’t stand this terrific atmosphere
, and my reed was now firmer and steeper. Control
was on Fulya and she came over me with coy moves and
placed my cane in her hole. She was stroking her breasts with both hands, and I with my hands
I was squeezing her butt behind her back. A truly magnificently soft
, delicious tan butt, the sunburnt part of her butt, was milk-colored
and in the shape of her swimsuit.
Fulya
tried every position that came to her mind within minutes, turning me into a circle, for a moment we became extremely accelerated
and animalistic, her orgasms that came one after another amused me and turned me on. Hours later , when he
dumped me for the second and third time,
I realized that my wife had no such talents.
When we woke up at 4 am, we were
kissing and smelling like new lovers. Yılmaz came back the next day at noon and continued the same
recklessness until the end of the holiday. These days, Fulya and I were making
up excuses for my wife to have an affair, going to the market together
and making love in a hotel room in a hurry, or on the beach, etc.
We were making love in a secluded place in the woods.
After the holiday, I now had a wife and a lover.
We knew that Yılmaz was aware of these changes in his wife , but it
was to Yılmaz’s advantage. Fulya was not bothered by this either. Being a really good friend with
my wife didn’t bother Fulya, on the contrary,
she thought she was helping my wife.