Brother Sister Love (Taboo Stories)
High School. 16 years old. Remained the official residence in an institution due to my father's job. I'm scraping the boat, my dad and I were alone. Knows what it's like living in housing relations, very friendly, everyone like family, very sensitive incest stories subject to İtirafıma sister, friend, wife, father, and later wife of an engineer thrown in the profession. Married for 4 years and had one child. Zakia sister always grew up in Istanbul, came to the country for the first time, very attractive, blue-eyed, gorgeous woman. In a place like the comfort of being a grown up in Istanbul, Diyarbakir (Diyarbakir 80s have mentioned) to afford a relaxed attitude and casual clothing setting. Lojmandaki other women jealous of him and, due to the interest of both their husbands were afraid of him. For this reason, it is not ruled out a lot more friendly.
My mother came to 50 age, my father's life, he does not comb glands and intelligent girl you really like my sister loved him, germişti wing. Zakia we had the big sister constantly. Son of 4-5 years more, cute, sweet boy, but we could watch TV plays. It gives a very intelligent sister cooch, legs and breasts looks at those white legs at night or in the bathroom, slender waist, and 31 would have pulled an imaginary magnificent breasts. For me, sex is really a abidesiydi sister Zakia. Bird in a sex orgy Yeşilçam are available at that time, he's mounted on each school, Zerrin Egeliler'in, let's Çaman'ın, Zerrin Dogan, Bulent Kayabaş'ın movies from sex goes, making POPs, such as positions, I used to dream of Zakia ablayla .. .
I will never forget, was the month of December. Ayhan uncle (Zakia sister's husband) went to a seminar in Kayseri, Zakia my sister has entrusted to us. In the meantime, my mom is an Ottoman woman, raised me as a daughter, my mother, extremely frightened. Zakia sister, alone in the evening he had feared, my mother pleaded with me to stay with him. My mother loved me like a daughter Zakia my sister sent me. Their home 5th floor, 3rd floor of our home was. Houses, you know, when the state Heaters fuel burn too tight. Home is really very hot. I made my bed in the lounge Zakia sister, his son, and he went to bed in the bedroom. It is hot and the doors wide open.
Both Zakia was thinking about my sister, both due to hot, I could not sleep a kind. I got up slowly, Zakia sister went into the bedroom. Lay in his cradle of the Son. That lay scattered in the deve sister Zakia, per night, stripped legs and lace panties obvious, opened her breasts, as if 'Come on, get on top of me, fuck me!' Seemed to be saying. Scenery was great enough to wake the dead. On the one hand it was a spectacular sight dick cause now come to the point of explosion, on the other hand, the fear of waking up ta sees me smoking swept condition. I was about to go nuts. I gathered all my courage, just pick up my dick like it was bothering my sister Zakia, my dick started to play. Already after 2-3 minutes and the final sprint came on my hand Zakia sister left the bedroom, went to bed. But it is right, but go to sleep in the morning.
There again the next day to go to bed on the night I went ablalara Zakia. Ready to eat. Zakia sister went into the room, immediately went to sleep. I still could not sleep, I got up again, went to his room. This time, lying on its side, his back was to me. Even in the dark legs and hips in white. What the fuck was exploding. I could not close. He dokunmalıydım smooth skin, I put my hand gently on his leg was burning in flames. Fear, excitement and desire sex with my heart seemed to stop. Why the fuck threw a hand, the other hand vaguely tried to feel the warmth of her legs. Just then, Zakia sister woke up and turned to me, we came face to face. He's saying something, I get into my own bed was a run away out of fear. I hid under the covers in a childish idea. I've been thinking the infamous tomorrow, what would I do to my mother says. God, how did such a thing? All I know is Oft-and then again, that God will not do any more promises thousands, while he was praying Zakia sister come in and be mad at me. But it did not come.
I wake up in the morning just kalktıp sister Zakia down, up and down his own house, I got my books I went to school right. In school, I wonder what happened? Said my mother? I'm infamous! I think that evening. Rather hang around after school, I went home late. My mother and my father got angry and vulgar for being late. I sat down and started to study. That is to say sister Zakia ispiyonlamamıştı me. But I did not think to go there again. As my mother (their house is very warm, the bed yabancısadığımı, incest stories I have not been productive in school) said. As at 23:00, I fully uyuyacakken knocked on the door.taboo me up. My mother told me I did not want to come. A sister, mother Zakia, "I can convince him." He came to me. As a child my hair and caressed my cheek, looking into my eyes, "Oh please, look at you if you do not sleep," he said. It smelled very sexi, of course, I immediately agreed. That front, I went back to their homes.