The Landlord’s Raging Widow

Hello. I’m Ahmet, 32 years old. I’m a technician at a factory in a small town in Adapazarı. When I started working, thanks to my colleagues, I rented the house of my retired uncle Osman. It was already a two-story house, and I moved into the upper floor. Uncle Osman is 72 years old, his wife Fatma is 67, and they have a widowed daughter named Nurgül. Nurgül, 44, was a modest woman like her mother, who wore a headscarf. Nürgül has a son serving in the military and a married daughter who is a nurse in Ankara. This family, financially strapped, scraped by on Uncle Osman’s pension and the rent I paid. As the days passed, our closeness with this family grew, and Uncle Osman began to consider me part of the family. On Saturdays, I drove to the market and grocery store to shop, and on Saturday evenings, when I didn’t have a shift, we usually had dinner together at their place.

Over time, I learned Nurgül’s story. After two children, her husband left for the Netherlands and never returned. He sent no money, no phone number, no address. In short, he abandoned her and left her unattended. When Nurgül lost hope, she returned to her father’s house. Resigned to her fate, she had been living with her parents for 15 years. One evening, Uncle Osman fell ill, and we all drove him to the hospital in my car. Towards morning, Nurgül decided to return home with me, while Aunt Fatma stayed at the hospital. We had left the house in a hurry, so we were both wearing T-shirts and sweatpants. Of course, Nurgül’s head was covered, as always. The first thing that caught my attention when she sat next to me in the car was Nurgül’s legs. Nurgül always wore long skirts, so this was the first time I’d seen her in sweatpants. The tight sweatpants she wore accentuated the beauty and fullness of Nurgül’s legs and hips, and for some reason, I was incredibly aroused.

Nurgül, however, was upset about her father’s situation and suddenly began to cry. She was sobbing, her nerves frazzled. I immediately pulled the car to the side, put my arm around Nurgül’s shoulder, grabbed her, and pulled her closer to me. “Your father has nothing to worry about. Don’t worry, he’ll get better!” I said, and began to comfort her by caressing her shoulder with my right hand. At that moment, Nurgül continued to cry, leaning her head on my shoulder, but she seemed to be sobbing hysterically. I hugged Nurgül tightly and pulled her close, her cheeks now touching mine. We sat there in the car like that until she calmed down a bit, then started the car and drove on. When we arrived home, I went into their house with Nurgül. I couldn’t leave Nurgül alone in that state. I sat Nurgül on the three-seater sofa and brought her some water. I sat next to her and continued hugging her, stroking her shoulder, and comforting her. But our bodies were pressed tightly together…

As Nurgül leaned over the coffee table to set down her glass of water, her waist opened up to the fork of her ass, revealing her thong. After setting the glass down, she nestled back into me. This brief, sexy sight was enough to drive me wild. As I continued to comfort Nurgül, my cock had become incredibly hard, and my caresses had shifted from her shoulder to her armpit, moving down to her breast. “Don’t cry, don’t be sad,” I said, placing my other hand on her thigh and gently caressing her calf. Nurgül didn’t respond; on the contrary, she nestled closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder. Emboldened by this, I acted a little more boldly, practically cupping her breast in my hand while my other hand began to gently caress the space between her thighs. Nurgül’s breathing became more erratic, her crying stopped, and she let out a soft moan. Apparently, Nurgül was as pleased with herself as I was at that moment…

As I cupped and squeezed her breasts, I slid my other hand up her crotch, caressing the insides of her thighs with my hand, and began rubbing my thumb against her pussy. When Nurgül suddenly lifted her head from my shoulder, I stopped abruptly. But Nurgül blurted out, “Don’t stop, keep going! It’s been so long, I can’t take it anymore!” and our lips met immediately. We were kissing like crazy, practically biting each other’s lips. In a flash, we took off each other’s shirts. While Nurgül was nibbling on my neck and throat, I had removed her bra, kissing and biting those full breasts. I moved down, removed Nurgül’s sweatpants and thong, stripped completely naked myself, and pressed my mouth against Nurgül’s pussy. I was sucking and practically fucking her with my tongue. Nurgül was completely in ecstasy, her soft moans had now turned into long “Ohhhs” and “Ahhhs”…

I immediately lay back on the couch and assumed the 69 position. As I continued to lick her pussy, my throbbing cock was touching Nurgül’s face. Suddenly, I felt her grab my cock; she was gripping it by the base and pressing it against her face. Meanwhile, I was fingering her ass and sucking her clit. Nurgül’s pussy was thoroughly wet, and her juices were flowing. She was moaning like crazy and making strange noises, but she wouldn’t lick or take mine in her mouth. At one point, when she let out a loud “Ohhh” and started spasming, the juices were practically gushing out of her pussy. While I was licking her pussy juices, I pressed her neck, and, somewhat reluctantly, she finally took mine in her mouth and started sucking. It was very inexperienced at first, meaning it was her first time licking and taking a cock in her mouth. But after a few minutes, she had learned how to do it and was sucking my cock like crazy and with great appetite. After a while, I was about to explode, too. I turned and sat on Nurgül’s belly, and began to squirt on her breasts…

When I finished, Nurgül’s face and eyes were covered in cum, her mouth and nose covered in cum. I removed her headscarf and wiped her mouth and face with it. Lying down beside her, our naked bodies pressed together, we began kissing again. Her full breasts were magnificent; as I sucked on her large brown nubs, Nurgül went wild, pushing her breasts into my mouth. As we made out, my cock slid into Nurgül’s crotch, where it slowly hardened like a spike again. Sensing this, Nurgül parted her legs slightly, wedged my cock between her crotch, and pressed her groin against me. My fully hardened cock had already slid between Nurgül’s slick pussy lips and into her opening. At that moment, Nurgül suddenly opened her legs and positioned herself, and I came without delay. When my cock completely penetrated Nurgül’s tight pussy, Nurgül screamed so hard it echoed throughout the living room. I didn’t slow down; I started thrusting rapidly. The smacking sounds were intermingled with Nurgül’s “Ahhhs, Ohhhs”…

Five minutes had passed when Nurgül, trembling and shaking, cried out, “I’m done, I’m dead!” She grabbed me with her legs and jammed my cock inside her. We both exploded. We groaned, clenching together, and came. We lay there in that position for about half an hour. That day, Nurgül and I fucked twice more. In the morning, we showered together. I had to go to work. As I left, Nurgül told me that after 15 years, this fucking wasn’t satisfying her hunger; on the contrary, it made her crave it even more. For months now, she’s been sneaking up on me at night when everyone else is asleep, and we’ve been fucking for months.