Hello friends, all the people in the story are fictional.
Hi friends, I’m Emir 19 years old, the friend I’m going to tell you about is Ozan, the same age as me. Ozan and I are childhood friends, we grew up in the same neighborhood and in the same apartments until I lost my family when I was 14. That day, I lost everything, I lost my entire family in an accident and I had to move to the village to live with my grandmother. But Ozan and I still talked on social media from time to time. Ozan’s family inherited money from his grandfather, and his father used this money well and made their situation very good. They had a beautiful villa, a beautiful luxury car, Ozan had turned a corner, and I was living the lowest of life by going to my grandmother’s. Village life wasn’t for me, but since I wasn’t old enough to leave the village, my grandmother wouldn’t let me. After I turned 18, I thought I should earn some money in the village and go back to the city when I was 19 and stand on my own feet here, so I came back to the city. The first thing that came to my mind was to write to the poet and that’s what I did, first I called and then I wrote. But I didn’t hear back. I called a distant relative of my mother and told them that I wanted to stay with them for a few days and then I would take care of myself. Although they grumbled a little, they accepted for my mother’s sake. Despite constantly looking for a job for a week, I couldn’t find a single one. My mother’s relative Necmi abi and his wife Semra aunt were constantly harassing me by making me go back to the village. Again, one day, Semra aunt was making me angry at the table, so I left the table and went to the room given to me and went to bed. I was hungry that night, when I went to the kitchen quietly, I noticed that Semra aunt and Necmi abi’s doors were ajar, and when I was about to close them so that no noise could be heard, I heard soft moaning sounds coming from their rooms. When I looked through the gap silently, Aunt Semra was sitting and getting up slowly on Necmi brother’s lap, they were around 50-55 years old. Necmi brother was a true Turkish man, mustached, potbellied, slightly black, Aunt Semra was 1.65 tall, chubby, brunette, black haired, black eyes, big breasts, big ass, but since it was the first time I had seen a naked woman, I didn’t want to move away. Since I had been in the village since I was little, I had never looked at anyone that way, I had never taken any steps in the sexual field, so I got extremely excited when I saw them like that. I was silently watching Aunt Semra and Necmi brother moaning in my lap, I involuntarily put my hand on my penis and was stroking it, Aunt Semra started to moan, she was going so hard and lustful that she had lost control. Even though Necmi brother said stop, my dear, be quiet, there is a child who will hear, he didn’t care, they both came moaning after a while. At that time, I quietly went to my room, emptied myself and went to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, I saw that I had a missed call from Ozan. We talked and arranged to go to a cafe. When I went to the kitchen, Necmi had made his breakfast and went to work, while Semra was collecting the breakfasts. When I called out to him and asked about breakfast,
S: We did it, I’m collecting it, you do it outside.
B: Thank you, Aunt Semra. I hope you can give me at least a glass of water.
S: Here, drink from here.
Since their kitchen was small, I had to pass behind him. Normally, I would pass with my back to him so as not to be rude, but because of what I saw yesterday and my irritation, I passed behind him, slightly pressing my erect penis in the morning. I passed again in the same manner, went to my room and got ready. He did not react in any way. We met at the cafe where we agreed with Ozan. It had been years since I had seen him, I was so happy and so sad that I cannot tell you. After telling him everything I had experienced,
B: Well, I’m the one telling the story all the time, you tell me what you do?
O: Dude, right after that incident, our grandfather passed away, and then our father received the inheritance and so on, and he laughed, saying that we found the money while investing and trading.
B: Oh, well done to brother Engin and aunt Arzum. So how are they, my friend?
Him: They’re fine, my friend. I live with my mother. My father went to Russia and found a young girl and they ran away with her.
B: Oh no, no! Engin brother wouldn’t do that.
O: Well, when he found the money, he really played hard, he left the house and the car to us, he also gives a good alimony to my mother, he also set up a company there, I think he’s hitting the jackpot again.
B: So how is aunt Arzum? Is she okay?
O: My mother is a little troubled, after my father, she goes to a psychiatrist etc. She usually stays at home, she is obsessed with things like sports, pilates, food etc. She has another problem these days.
B: I hope it’s okay, what is it?
O: I am going to the Netherlands to study at a university there. I have a plane ticket in 2 days, and my mother has become even worse because I am leaving, she has been very unhappy for days.
B: Oh, ozan, why are you leaving the woman, my son?
O: Dude, this is an opportunity to study abroad. I can’t experience this again. I can’t risk my life for them. There’s nothing to get used to.
B: I love Aunt Arzu very much, my son, don’t upset the woman, she is like half my mother, she took care of us when we were little. It’s been years since I saw her, too.
Him: Come on, let’s go. Maybe your woman will be in a better mood when she sees you. She will love you too. She will sometimes ask where my naughty son is. Come on, let’s go.
Since I didn’t feel like going home, I accepted Ozan’s offer. We got in his car and set off. We came to a neighborhood and it was a really luxurious, quiet place with villas in the middle of the forest. Ozan parked the car in the garage and we went into the house from the garage. He called out to his mother a few times.
O: I think he went for a walk, my friend will come in a minute.
B: I’ll go to the bathroom then.
As I was going upstairs, just as I was going to the sink, I saw that the bedroom door was ajar. When I looked in the mirror, Aunt Arzu was wearing a dress that had just come out of the shower. A G-string panty, a leopard transparent bra. Her hips were incredibly smooth. When I saw that moment in the mirror, I felt like I swallowed my tongue. I quickly went to the sink. What had happened to Aunt Arzu? She was around 50 years old, but she had an incredible body. Wide athletic hips, medium-sized breasts, blonde hair, 1.70 height, and her weight was incredibly fit, with her abs visible. I think she got excited after Engin abi and started to look younger, and it worked. She was the most beautiful milf I had ever seen in my life. While thinking these, I suddenly came to my senses and got out of the sink. When I went downstairs, Aunt Arzu and Ozan were sitting. Aunt Arzu had gone crazy with joy as soon as she saw me. She ran to me and hugged me tightly, smelling my scent, she was saying, you are just like a poet, it wouldn’t be this much if you were sisters. Aunt Arzu always compared me to a poet since I was little. Although most people thought we were sisters. We would eat dinner together and talk about the old days until late at night and relieve our longing. Aunt Arzu had changed incredibly, both physically and mentally. She had become more cheerful and crazier. But of course it was obvious that she had a psychological problem, she had a different attitude, but I couldn’t solve it. Although they told me to stay the night, I said I wanted to go and that I was staying with a relative, thinking that they might worry and so on, I made Ozan leave me. We said goodbye to Ozan because he was going to Germany in 2 days. I entered the house quietly with the key so that they wouldn’t wake me up, and we ran into Aunt Semra, who had just come out of the shower, in her bathrobe. I could see the separate flaws of her big breasts through her bathrobe, and it wasn’t covering them. She looked at me,
Q: Where are you coming from at this hour?
B: I had an old friend and we met up.
Q: So you still couldn’t find a job?
B: I couldn’t find it, Aunt Semra, yes.
Q: Are you hungry?
B: No, it’s not, thanks.
S: There is nothing to eat, you would have gone to bed hungry anyway.
While she was talking, my eyes were going to her big breasts and I was avoiding them.
S: Come on, I’m getting dressed and going to bed, don’t make any noise, your brother Necmi goes to bed tired too.
When she went to her room I was about to go to my room when I noticed something she hadn’t closed her room door. When I came back from my room and looked at her room she had taken off her bathrobe. She had also turned on the light. Her big ass was visible as she bent over. I could literally see her big ass and big black hole. I opened her legs wide and saw her swollen lipped pussy and my hand went to my dick again. She put on her faded pink panties, put on a white bra, put on sweatpants and a t-shirt underneath and turned off the light and went to bed. I thought to myself, look at this woman and Aunt Arzum, they are both women but what kind of body does one have and what kind of body does the other have? I wonder how both of them taste, and I came in my boxers while shaking. While I was looking for a job in the city for a few more days I had completely given up hope and was packing my things at home. I told my grandmother I was coming to the village. I always get defeated and I am very unhappy because of disappointment. And then. My phone rang. It was Ozan from WhatsApp calling. As soon as he answered the phone, he sounded worried.
Him: Hello, order.
B:Sir, what happened to the poet?
O: Emir, I’m in the Netherlands.
B: Yes, what happened?
O: I can’t reach my mother since yesterday morning. When I call her, she doesn’t answer and the neighbors’ numbers aren’t there either. Can you go to my house urgently, please?
I quickly left the house, got a taxi and arrived in front of the ozans’ house. No one answered the door even though I knocked on it a few times. I forced the garage door open and entered the garage. The door from the garage to the house was a bit clunky. I broke the door with a few shoulder blows. While looking for Aunt Arzum in the house, I found her in the bedroom with a few pill bottles. I called the ambulance immediately and called. The ambulance came and we went straight to the emergency room. After waiting a few hours, they said her stomach was pumped and that the intervention was just in time. They discharged her after a day of observation. I didn’t leave her side for even a second. We got in a taxi and came home. We didn’t talk at all during this time. I didn’t ask her any questions. When we got home, I carried her to the living room and put her to bed. She slept here for a while. Then she came to. I didn’t say anything to Ozan at this point either. I kept putting her off. It was time to talk.
B:Why did you do this, aunt Arzum? If I hadn’t come, you could have died?
A:I wish.. why did you come? Why did you save me?
B: Aunt Arzu, don’t be ridiculous, I know you have psychological problems but why are you doing this?
A: You know that I have psychological problems, but do you know the reason?
B: Isn’t it the Engin brother incident?
A: Look Emir, maybe it’s ridiculous that I’m talking about these things with someone, but I have to tell you, after all, you saved my life, even though I don’t want to live it.
B: I’m listening, aunt Arzum. I’m yours too, I’m considered a son.
A: Look Emir, I have had a disease for years, a disease that shouldn’t exist. But I do. Even if I get treatment, it doesn’t work.
B: What is that?
A: I am… Emir, I…(Taking a deep breath) I have incestuous feelings for the poet.
B:Neee?!?
A: Yes, I know it’s disgusting. He’s my own son, but I can’t control myself. By the way, nothing ever happened between us. I mean, I’ve always suppressed myself in this regard.
B: So Ozan doesn’t know?
A: No dear, he doesn’t know, or it comes from a disagreement. I have tried to tempt him around the house many times with things like free kicks, but to no avail.
B: Aunt Arzu, I also need to tell you something.
A: Or did the poet tell you something about this?
B: So the poet is actually gay.
A: Nooo???!
B: He hid it very well because he was scared, but the other day when we were saying goodbye, he told me when I asked him why Holland. I was very surprised, I mean I didn’t know.
A: Oh, I was also questioning my womanhood. It turns out that was why. That’s exactly why I haven’t had sex with my husband for years, I always saved myself for the bard. Enginde then went and hung out with a young girl.
B: Aunt Arzu, Ozan can’t be with you anyway. You tried to commit a sin by saying, “He’s your son, come on.” It can’t be, he’s gay anyway.
Aunt Arzu suddenly started crying so hard that I couldn’t stand it and went to her and hugged her.
A:I am sick. I am ill.
B: I wish there was something I could do.
A: So the poet can’t do it with women
B: Unfortunately, his preference is not women, Aunt Arzum. Even if he had women, you know he wouldn’t be with you, right?
Aunt Arzu suddenly stood up, wiping her tears. She took a bottle of wine from the buffet and brought it to both of us.
A: Did you find a job, Emir?
The sharp changes in his emotions were scaring me, but I was answering his questions without showing it.
B: No, I couldn’t find aunt Arzum.
A: So, do you want to find a job?
B:What do you mean? What kind of job?
A:You will stay here, you will live here. You will be with me.
B: Is that all?
A: I’m not crazy enough to give you a lot of money for just this, Emir.
B: So what do you want from me, Aunt Arzu?
A: You will be a poet. Starting from tomorrow, when you wake up, you will act like a poet, my son, you will be a poet and we will be mother and son, the way I want.
B: Aunt Arzu, you are seriously crazy. It is very sad that the treatment did not respond.
A: I’ll give you a lot of money, Emir. Your life will be saved. Just until the ozan comes. You will save me from being a bad mother and you will have money.
B: So this is the treatment method you found? To manipulate me like a bard?
A: Come on, you don’t have a life anyway. You don’t have a job, a family, loved ones, anyone. You have a tiny village and a grandmother. But if you stay here, I will have both money and a family.
His last words hurt me so much. My eyes filled with tears, but not because of the words. Because he was right. I had nothing in this life and in order to have everything, I had to give up myself. I was going to act and become someone else. After being silent for a while, I spoke a single word.
B:Yes.
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