Now I’m Fucking the Caretaker.

My name is Mehmet, I’m 37 years old. I live with my elderly mother in a detached house my grandfather left me on the outskirts of Gebze. I’m single. If you’re wondering why I’m single at this age, it’s because I didn’t have time to get married because I lived with my paralyzed mother. My father died in a car accident six years ago, and unfortunately, my mother was paralyzed from head to toe. I have an older sister, but she’s also married with three children and lives in Samsun. I’ve been taking care of my mother ever since. When I say taking care of her, I mean, we hired a babysitter to look after her during the day. She would come in the morning and leave when I came in the evening. We’ve changed a few babysitters since then. I last saw Ms. Eve last year. She’s also a 47-year-old woman who lives with her son. Her husband left her after having two sons, and she left and hasn’t been seen for 10 years. Anyway, Miss Eve has been coming to see my mother in the morning for seven months and going there in the evening…

One morning, she arrived, the next thing I knew, she had a suitcase in her hand, but since I was late for work, I went to work without asking for anything. Even though she hadn’t said anything either. Anyway, when I arrived that evening, Miss Eve was sitting at home. After greeting her, she said, “Mr. Mehmet, I have something to tell you. I’d be very happy if you agreed, but if you don’t, I have to take care of myself…” She said, “Tell me, Miss Eve?” I said. “If you agree, I’ll stay here from now on. I had a terrible fight with my daughter-in-law, my son won’t be well, he looked at her, they practically kicked me out, I have nowhere to go!” Actually, it worked for me too; I didn’t have to wait for Havva to arrive in the morning, and I didn’t have to stay home at night; I could go out with friends because I wasn’t working the night shift. I immediately said, “Sure, yes, what do you mean? The house is already available, there are plenty of unused rooms, you can stay in any room you want!” She was delighted. We left her suitcase in her favorite room. I told her she could use the kitchen and bathroom as she pleased, as if they were her own…

That evening after dinner, I changed into my sweatpants. We were watching TV together. Ms. Havva said, “Let me take a bath. Tea’s being made, we’ll have it when we get out,” and she went into the bathroom. Twenty or twenty-five minutes later, when I left the bathroom in her bathrobe and went back to her room, I saw her head for the first time. A few minutes later, she came in wearing a nightgown, but her head was still covered. Because her nightgown wasn’t a full skirt, I could see her white legs and the lines of her ass. For the first time, I noticed that she was light on figure, about 1.70 meters tall, creating a very beautiful figure.

After bringing the tea and filling the glasses, she settled into the third chair in front of the television, and when she sat down more comfortably, the skirt of her nightgown was slightly bare, her thighs exposed to the side. I had no malice in mind, but my gaze was fixed. Before I could help it, my eyes were shifting, I was horny, and my cock was hard. When I got up to get my pack of cigarettes, Havva noticed the tent in front of me. When I returned with my cigarette, Ms. Havva had shifted her sitting position, her legs a little more exposed, and her nightgown had fallen open all the way to her hips…

After drinking her tea, Ms. Arife went to the kitchen. She must have been doing something in the kitchen when she heard the clatter of pots and pans. At one point, she called me: “Mr. Mehmet, can you come in December? I need your help!” I went to the kitchen, but Ms. Havva was standing there in a daze. She got up on her toes to place the tray on the kitchen cabinet, reached down, pulled it out, and then, seeing the plates on the tray, stayed in that cabinet. She had to position them so she wouldn’t drop them. Of course, her nightgown appeared to have peeled off down to her panties.

I had to get behind her, and when I tried to reach the set, I was practically pressed against her, and my cock was buried deep in Havva’s ass crack. My cock started to get harder and harder at that moment. Eve, on the other hand, couldn’t change her position because she was holding the tray to keep the plates from falling. So I’d take the plates off the tray one by one and place them on the counter, but each time I reached up, I’d lean a little deeper into Eve’s ass. By the time I’d picked up the last plate, I’d pinned Eve firmly to the counter.

I lowered the last tray and placed it on the counter, but I didn’t move from behind Eve; I remained there, my cock buried deep in her warm asshole. Interestingly, Eve didn’t try to pull away either. Instead, she was pressing her back against mine, clearly. She moved back and forth like a bitch, and then she let out a soft moan, “Ahhh!” I heard what she said. A little more irritated, she began to moan softly this time. I kissed her just below the ear and whispered, “Are we going to my room?” I asked. She said, her voice trembling, “Yes, I really need it!”

I took her to my room because I had her in my arms and laid her back on the bed. I took off my sweatpants and lay on top of her. When our lips met, we began kissing passionately. One hand was pulling her nightgown down her legs, while the other was busy caressing and squeezing her breasts. Eve was also undressing quickly to remove my panties. So I removed Eve’s panties and caressed her ass, working my way from her belly to her breasts. Eve was a mass of flesh, taking my cock in her hands and stroking it…

The day before, I turned around and was fucked in her spotless pussy in a 69 position. Eve pressed her pussy against my face, my cock slapping against her face and lips. As my tongue plunged deep into Eve’s pussy, Eve began to moan and cry, her pussy becoming wet. Eve grabbed my cock with her hand, rubbed it against her lips, kissed, and licked the head of my cock. While I sucked on Eve’s pussy lips and expanded her clitoris, Eve pressed my head against her pussy with her hand. She held my head between her knees for a moment and began to tremble. She had a moaning, contracting orgasm, like crying, her pussy soaking in the water. Then she started sucking my cock so hard that I couldn’t resist and said, “I’m coming!” When she pulled my cock out of her mouth, I started squirting. My cum splashed onto her face, her necklace, and her breasts. Eve placed my cock between her breasts and, squeezing them with both hands, made my cock hot. December…

After moving back and forth between her breasts for a while, I turned around and lay down beside her, untangled her scarf, removed it, and wiped my cum off her face. She had already gotten off the day before, and she took my cock in her palm and started rubbing it again. As she touched my cock, I said, “Mmmhhh, I missed you so much!” Meanwhile, I caressed her smooth legs with one hand and caressed her not-too-big, perky breasts with the other. December. As our lips met and we kissed passionately, my fingers found her pussy, and I began fingering her. I inserted my three middle fingers into her pussy, and while my thumb played with her clitoris, Eve began to moan and pull me down onto her. “Come on, I want it inside me now!” she seemed to be pleading in a trembling voice. Meanwhile, my cock was squirming again. When I sat up, Eve parted her legs and settled between them. When I grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs, my cock slid up and down between her swollen, red pussy lips. They were wide open. When Eve reached out and placed the head of my cock against her slit, it felt like her slick pussy was about to suck it…

That night, Eve and I fucked three more times in various positions until dawn. Now we sleep together at night, like husband and wife. And I’m glad her useless son followed his fiancé and kicked Eve out of the house. 🙂