55-Year-Old Man Took My Virginity

My name is Hatice. I’m 18 years old. We were four siblings, and I was the youngest. My parents and two siblings were killed when their tractor overturned into a water canal while they were on their way to the fields. I was 14 at the time. My uncle, who worked in Izmit, first took me in, then moved me in as an assistant to Mehmet Bey, who lived alone in a nearby village. My uncle had five children, and my aunt was always acting up. Mehmet Bey was 53 at the time and had recently retired. He had a child who was an officer in Izmir. Mehmet Bey’s house was a two-story villa with a small swimming pool, set in a garden, quite far from the village, near a forest. I helped with the housework and cooking as much as I could, acting as his foster parent. He always took my word for it and respected the child.

Since I’d been with Mehmet Bey, my entire clothing style and hairdo had changed. Within a year, I’d become a modern woman. When I turned 15, I’d entered puberty, my breasts were starting to grow, and my hips were taking shape. One day, while we were shopping, I told Mehmet Bey (somewhat shyly) I needed a bra. Mehmet Bey took me to a lingerie store and said, “Buy whatever you want.” I liked four or five bras. Mehmet Bey bought all the ones I liked, plus an extra pair he liked. It was a black, all-lace set. I was a little embarrassed, but I was thrilled. Ever since I started wearing a bra, I’d always loved looking at myself in the mirror. My sexual urges had kicked in, and I had trouble sleeping at night. And one night, I witnessed something I’d never noticed before: I heard Mehmet Bey enter the bathroom. A little later, I heard moans and “Ohs and groans,” mixed with “Clack Clack…” coming from the bathroom. Curious, I went to the bathroom door.

When I peeked through the peephole, Mehmet Bey was self-indulging. It was the first time I’d ever seen an adult male penis. When I saw Mehmet Bey stroking his cock, which barely fit in his palm, its tip nearly bruised and its veins bulging, I felt a strange sensation inside me, and my hand instinctively went to my pussy. I quickly returned to my room so Mehmet Bey wouldn’t find out. When I got into bed, I began rubbing and caressing my pussy. The more I caressed it, the more strange it became, and a pleasure I’d never experienced before enveloped me, a feverish rush. My pussy began to water, and I wanted to put my fingers in. But I didn’t; I just stroked my pussy with four fingers, pressing and pressing. Suddenly, water gushed out of my pussy like a waterfall, and my crotch became slick. From that night on, almost every night, it became inevitable for me to secretly watch Mehmet Bey pleasure himself, to see his cock, and then to crawl into bed and pleasure myself.

The days passed like this, and I was approaching 16. Summer had arrived, and we’d started swimming in the pool. It was a small pool, about 15-20 square meters. Mehmet Bey and I would swim, play ball, and do tricks in the pool. Sometimes, Mehmet Bey would come up behind me, grab me by the armpits, lift me up, and throw me into the water, or he would hold me down by the shoulders and immerse me. While we were playing in the pool, I would deliberately press my hips against Mehmet Bey’s. One day, I noticed his cock hardening as I pressed my hips against him, but I continued regardless. Because the feeling of his hardened cock behind me sent waterfalls of pleasure coursing through me. Mehmet Bey also noticed that I had deliberately pressed my hips against his front, but he didn’t react. But I had made up my mind: I wanted to eat that cock.

Meanwhile, my birthday had arrived. Mehmet Bey and I went to the market; he was going to buy me a gift. We went down to Izmit. We bought a beautiful birthday cake at the bakery. Then, when he asked me, “What should I get for a gift?” I said without hesitation, “I want lingerie! I love lingerie!” When we went into the store, this time, Mehmet Bey and I chose together. We chose a Baby Doll set, the same black, all-lace set. I can’t tell you how happy I was. By the time we got back home, it was evening and dark. First, we ate the cake. Around 8:00, Mehmet Bey lit the barbecue and cooked the meatballs while I set the table. The meatballs and meat were cooked. Mehmet Bey brought out a bottle of red wine and poured me a glass (for the first time). “Here you go, happy birthday!” we said and started drinking. Of course, I was tipsy after the first glass. We finished our meal. When the coolness of the forest arrived, we went inside and continued drinking wine…

I was so happy I lost count of how many glasses I’d consumed. But not only did I feel tipsy, but Mehmet Bey’s mind was also buzzing. We were both in high spirits. Mehmet Bey opened another bottle of wine, and we finished it halfway through. I thanked Mehmet Bey for the birthday gift he’d gotten me. Mehmet Bey said, “I’m glad you liked it, I’m so happy too!” I said, “I’ll be right back!” and went to my room. I put on the new underwear we’d bought. I put on Baby Doll and returned to the living room. Like a model on TV, I spread my arms out to the sides and said, “Ta Ta! How does it look on me? Is it nice?” I spun around a couple of times, walked like a model on a runway, and sat on Mehmet Bey’s lap in the armchair, childlike. I hugged him and gave him a long, gentle kiss between his cheek and lip. With my hips, I could already feel Mehmet Bey’s cock slowly hardening. When I asked, “So, how’s it going? Does it look good?” Mehmet Bey swallowed hard and said, “Hatice, you’re so hot!” Meanwhile, his cock was pressing firmly against my hips. His cock was so hard it felt like it was about to pierce my shorts and panties…

At that moment, we suddenly started kissing. Our lips pressed together so tightly, our tongues entwined. We were both immersed in a sea of ​​uncontrollable lust. Mehmet Bey’s hands were suddenly everywhere. I slipped my hand into his shorts, grabbed his hardened cock, and began stroking it. He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me down on the bed and undressed me in an instant. His cock stood erect, its veins protruding, its head like a purple mushroom. Then, when he undressed me, turned me over, and began to lick my pussy with his tongue, I was practically in ecstasy. As I lifted my hips and pressed my pussy against Mehmet Bey’s face, his erect cock brushed against my face and lips. When the head of his cock touched my lips, I began kissing and licking it with my tongue. When his tongue briefly entered my pussy, flicking it inside me, my moans suddenly turned into bellows. A moment of convulsions erupted, and my pussy juices began to gush out like a waterfall. “Come inside me, please! Come inside me!” I quivered, begging.

Mehmet Bey suddenly turned over me, took one of my breasts into his mouth, and began sucking. At this moment, I felt his cock between my crotch, right at the entrance to my pussy. As I tried to wrap my legs around Mehmet Bey’s waist, his cock slowly began to slide into my lubricated pussy. I struggled, but his sudden thrusting made me let out a shrill scream. My hymen ruptured, and I took his cock all the way to the base. I remained there for a moment. Then, as he began to thrust slowly in and out, it felt like volcanoes were erupting inside me. The pain was replaced by incredible pleasure. I held Mehmet Bey against me with my legs, allowing his cock to penetrate me as deeply as possible, and I began to contract again. My pussy was leaking again, and I was now thoroughly lubricated. Mehmet Bey was thrusting, moaning, “Ahhh, Ohhh…” as he thrust rapidly. And suddenly, I felt something gush inside me. Mehmet Bey had clamped down on me. I clenched my pussy, squeezing his cock with my pussy for a moment. God, what a pleasure it was!

We lay there like that for nearly half an hour. Then we took a shower together, washed each other off, and returned to the bedroom. The sheets were covered in blood, so I quickly changed them and we fell asleep, holding each other. Towards morning, we made love and fucked again, just like that.

This has been going on for two years now. I’m 18 years old now, and we’re like husband and wife. I’ve never had him fuck me from behind until now, but from now on I’ll let him fuck me from behind too!