I was so excited about all the wonderful sensations that I was getting from gang bangs, I could think about nothing else but my next trip to Ufuk’s mansion.
My passionate time with Adil meant that I had very little time to prepare for it, so when it came to deciding what to wear, I packed all the things that Adil had chosen for my photo session with him.
Although I would never have picked either the pink dress or Gary’s shirt, I felt pretty good in them both, and the underwear set had never got around to being used anyway.
A quick blow and dry at the hairdresser were all I could find time for just after lunch, and then at five o’clock, I set off for Ufuk’s place in Altinyayla.
As I pulled up outside their wonderful mansion, Ufuk and Ugras came out of the front door together, and I got a big hug from both of them as I got out of my car.
Ugras held my hand and Ufuk squeezed my bum as they led me into their kitchen. For a moment, I thought I was going to be part of a threesome, and I certainly wouldn’t have objected, but it was just a lovely welcome, and we all sat at the kitchen table chatting and drinking tea.
Ufuk took control of the conversation. I was so pleased that I didn’t have to ask him to repeat anything. My understanding of Turkish was coming on leaps and bounds.
Firstly, he looked at his wife and told me that Ugras had really enjoyed our bi time together, and then, turning back to face me, he asked if I would like to make it a regular thing with her.
I didn’t have to think about my reply to that one! I probably sounded far too eager as I smiled and said: “evet, lutfen” (yes please) to each of them in turn.
It sounded very much like a demand as he then told me that I would come over every Saturday evening and that I would stay the night, starting tomorrow.
I did check to make sure that I had understood correctly, and then, as it was confirmed, I looked straight at Ugras and said, “OK, that sounds wonderful.”
To my amazement, Ugras stood up, walked over to me, bent down, and gave me a lovely wet and passionate kiss. It was right in front of her husband. Our tongues met, and it went for ages, Ugras finding my boobs with her hand as I reached round to her buttocks and pulled her hard against me.
“Go on, we’ve got time,” Ufuk said loudly, and the three of us disappeared up to the master bedroom. Our kissing continued as we entered the bedroom and stopped only so that we could get our clothes off.
We were in a hurry, and clothes discarded all over the bedroom floor; we just went for it on their bed. We went straight into a sixty-nine. Ufuk, fully clothed, just stood and watched.
I think we really put on a great show for him. We were literally all over each other, fingers, thumbs and tongues working overtime. It was frantic, animal sex.
Her tongue and fingers brought me to a lovely cum first, and I repaid the compliment soon afterwards. Ugras smiled wickedly at her husband as she had a very noisy cum, which I made sure I tasted.
It was all over as quickly as it had started, but it was a wonderful start to the evening.
I quickly dressed, and Ufuk took me to my changing room so that I could get ready for the main event.
As he put my suitcase down for me, he actually thanked me for keeping his wife happy, and then told me that the number of men coming to be entertained later was now fifteen, plus him, and was I OK with that many?
It was a lot more than he had told me to expect, and I obviously appeared a little startled to him.
“I will control it all as usual,” he reassured me. “No more than three at a time if that is what you want.”
I was still feeling marvellous from my brief and hurried time with Ugras. The thought of so many men enjoying my body made my heart flutter.
“OK, no problem,” was all I could say as my mind pictured what was coming.
Ufuk went on to explain that Patron Muzzy was making things difficult for him because he had discovered what he had been arranging. He went on to tell me that he could maybe arrange one more fairly quickly, but after that, it would have to stop for a while.
My head was spinning as I started to get myself ready. I was obviously going to have to do a striptease myself. There was no way that I could wear sixteen items of clothing and let them take one off each.
Luckily I had brought some very tarty stuff to wear, as well as all the things that Adil had chosen. I was going to be a complete slut again, so I might as well look the part.
Ufuk had disappeared downstairs, but I had an idea that I wanted to discuss with him.
Firstly, I asked how much time I had to get ready. He told me about ninety minutes.
A king-size bed and loads of mirrors were already in place but there were no chairs anywhere yet, so I asked where the guys were going to sit while I did my strip.
Ufuk obviously hadn’t thought about it at all and probably thought that all the guys would be happy standing up to watch.
I asked him if he could get sixteen chairs arranged in four rows of four. He told me that he could and made a quick phone call to arrange it.
There was a thunderstorm brewing outside and I made a quick visit to my car and got a raincoat and hat out of the boot.
The showgirl in me was starting to get really nervous and excited as I started to get ready upstairs.
Unusually for me, I had chosen everything in white—a really low cut bra, front fastening with a brief pair of white panties and matching suspender belt. Then, sheer stockings with white lacy trim, white stilettos, and a white mini dress.
The dress had a plunge neckline and buttons all the way down the front. It was gathered in at the waist and then flared at the bottom. It was very, very short.
As I was doing my makeup and hair, I heard some movement from downstairs, but I wasn’t sure if my audience was beginning to arrive or the room was being rearranged.
I probably got myself ready a little too early, but I really liked the look. I tried the dark green full-length raincoat on over the top of everything and then placed the matching wide-brimmed hat on. It was perfect for what I had planned, but I got the coat and hat off quickly as they were pretty warm.
There was a knock on the door, and Ufuk peaked his head round to tell me I had ten minutes. I asked if I could have a cigarette, and bless him, he brought me an ashtray and said I could smoke next to one of the windows if I opened it. I was quite nervous, so I had two right after each other.
I was just about to light another when I got a message on my phone to tell me that the show could start, so I put my coat and hat back on, went downstairs and made my stage entrance.
The chairs had been arranged just as I asked. I noticed that they were actually pretty good comfortable looking chairs with no arms. That would make things easier.
The music started. I had no idea what I was dancing to, it was Turkish pop, but it had a good beat, so I got into the swing of things.
I remembered to take things slowly. I owned the stage, and I could get really close to my audience. They were a mixture of ages, but there were two or three really handsome faces amongst them. I moved as sensually as I could and, tried to make eye contact with all of them.
The track finished and I still hadn’t taken anything off, so when another track started, I decided that I had been patient enough, threw my hat to one side, and slowly unbuttoned and removed my raincoat.
I got spontaneous applause as they saw me in my all-white outfit. That made me feel wonderful. My cleavage was very low so that even without taking anything else off, they were getting a sneaky glimpse of my boobs, and I turned around a couple of times and bent down right in front of them so that they could get a good look at my panties.
They were showing a lot of appreciation, and I was loving it all.
I waited for the next track to start before I started unbuttoning my dress, but I left the two buttons at the bottom done up. Then I laid myself down on the four guys at the front so that they could complete the job. One guy did the job on the buttons, and my dress fell open.
They started to touch me, mainly up and down my stockinged legs, but before they could get too carried away, I stood up and started dancing again.
Putting the dress to one side, I was now performing in just my underwear. I felt really special as they were encouraging me, but I managed to stay calm and tease them for a little longer.
I walked around to the second row of my audience, lay down across them, and showed the nearest one to my boobs that I wanted him to unclip my bra at the front. He fumbled a little but managed. While that was happening, one naughty guy put his hand between my legs, and I had to give him a friendly slap. But I also gave him a smile and a wink because he was very good looking.
The bra disappeared, never to been seen again, but I got up and started dancing some more. I was topless now, and the cheering was getting noisier.
Again I tried to take my time, but once I got too close to the front row and had my nipples tweaked by two of them, I gave them one of my looks as I backed away and told them “sonra” (later).
My nipples were erect now, and with the guys getting noisier, I gyrated around in front of them all. I played with them while making eye contact with as many as I could and ran my tongue around my lips a few times.
I felt in control, and I also felt very randy, so perhaps a little sooner than I should have, I removed my stilettos and moved to row three. I pointed to my suspender and stockings. They got the idea.
The guys in the other three rows stood up now to watch as both stockings and my suspender belt were removed very efficiently. Hands were now running up and down my bare legs while another guy caressed my tits, and the guy at the end tried to give me a tonguey kiss.
I could have let all the action start then. I was certainly randy enough to. But I kept control, stood up and returned to my dancing with just my panties on.
Conscious that I should really keep them waiting as long as possible, and very pleased that the music had become slow and sensual, I lay down right in front of them.
They all stood up at once and watched as I played with my nipples again with one hand and then slowly moved the other hand inside my panties.
I kept this going until the track finished. Well, I was enjoying myself and it was all going down so well. The noise from them was wonderful.
There was no more music. I went round to the back row, who all sat down. I had previously always lain the same way, with my feet on the left-hand guy and my head on the right-hand guy, but I decided to give them a surprise by lying the other way round.
They didn’t need any guidance. My panties were the only thing left to be removed. I had to raise my buttocks while the guy at the righthand end started to pull them down. But he did well and took them down very slowly, revealing my shaved and wet pussy to all. I raised one knee at a time as he got them right down, and there was a loud cheer as he held them up in the air and sniffed them. Dirty sod!
Very quickly, I was aware of fingers all over me, including one that had slipped inside me.
Apart from the row of guys that I was lying on, everybody stood up to watch. I felt a hard cock underneath me and one of my nipples was being squeezed a little too hard.
Despite the wonderful sensations coursing through my body, I felt that I had to try and keep control, so I got up quickly and made my way towards the bed.
Luckily, Ufuk appeared from nowhere and held his hand up to stop the guys from coming after me.
It must have been him who was playing the music for my strip. He asked if I was OK. I told him that I was and that I wanted four at a time.
As I lay down on the bed, he went over and organised things, and I noticed that they were all taking their clothes off, including Ufuk himself.
Only then did I realise that there were sixteen guys plus Ufuk, which was one more than he had told me, but that was fine by me. The more the merrier.
Ufuk and four guys came over to the bed. The other guys came closer but stopped at Ufuk’s command.
And then, bless him, he showed them what I wanted, going down on me and giving my pussy a lovely licking. As his fingers entered me, I already had two cocks to suck and lick, one guy sucking my toes and another licking my nipples.
Then they all took turns licking my pussy, some better than others. But the sensations were fantastic. I wanted to be fucked, but Ufuk was still in control. He stayed with me while the next four guys came forward and the first four went away.
I don’t think he had to show them what was required anymore, but he went down on me again, this time inserting two fingers straightaway.
One of the cocks that appeared for a good sucking was a bit special. It was incredibly thick and pretty long too, with two veins standing out. I had to take a glance to see who that magnificent weapon belonged to. It was the guy who had sniffed my panties.
I was loving all the attention and I was not in control of my body at all. But Ufuk was, and he made sure that everything went as we had planned until all sixteen guys had given and received oral. Ufuk felt that he had to show all four groups of four how to lick me, so he was getting more than his fair share. But he was good, very good.
He told me that he thought that I was ready to be fucked. Ready? Hell, I was gagging for it. He controlled the whole thing again, four guys at a time, and each could fuck me in the position of their choice.
There were two clear favourite positions, doggy fashion and me straddling with my face and boobs towards them.
I’ll be honest. I couldn’t remember everything that went on. It all seemed to be over far too quickly. I was covered in cum and spit, and I had cum myself many, many times.
I can remember that the guy with the incredible cock was last but one to fuck me. And it was as good as I had ever had inside me. But he shot his load far too quickly.
The last guy was having trouble. His cock looked hard enough, but every time he tried to get it in, he got the dreaded droop. In the end, I had to massage him in, and the smile on his face was worth all the effort, and all the guys cheered as he rode me for quite a while in the missionary position.
I was completely spent, but there was no problem once again, and I had experienced something really special. The striptease had gone down fantastically and the oral sessions were just awesome. Better in many ways than the fucking. Hubby would have a lot to put in his journal, though.
My biggest regret was that there was no film of my strip. I was proud of myself for coming up with the idea, and I would like to have watched my performance to see if I could improve on it.
I gathered up what was left of my clothes. The bra, panties, suspender belt and stockings had all disappeared. If having a souvenir keeps my audience happy, I am OK with the thought that they may be thinking of me while they see to themselves.
As I made my way out of the room, I blew them all a kiss and went upstairs to shower and make myself presentable.
By the time I returned downstairs, everybody had left. But Ufuk and Ugras were there together and asked if everything was OK.
I told them that I was fine and thanked Ufuk for finding some really good looking men to come.
He told me that my reputation was growing and that many more guys were waiting but then reaffirmed the problem with Patron Muzzy.
“I could probably get another organised for Monday evening, Jill,” Ufuk said.
Amazingly, given that I was getting so much pleasure from these gang bangs, I immediately answered, “Sorry, I can’t make Monday.”
Another date with Hazel would have to have been put off. I was getting more and more into my bi side, and I wasn’t going to miss out on it, particularly as she needed as much support and love as she could get.
“But Tuesday would be good,” I added, keen to get another one planned if I could.
The pace was really picking up now. Tomorrow, Saturday, staying the night with Ugras, Monday evening, over to Hazel’s place, and now maybe another gang bang on Tuesday.
I was going to need a lot of rest on Sunday.
As if that wasn’t enough, when I got back to my car, my panties were behind a windscreen wiper together with a handwritten note.
I had to use google translate to understand it, but it said, “I want you all to myself. My name is Nihan.” Then, of course, a phone number.
Naturally, I remembered which one had taken those panties off. The guy with the very large and thick cock.
I stuffed both the panties and the note into my handbag and set off for home.
Gary was over the moon when I told him everything that had happened. I don’t think I missed anything out, and I even showed him the note.
“Are you going to give him a call then, Jill?” he asked, smiling wickedly.
“Maybe,” I answered, “but you had better not be around because he’ll make you feel inadequate.”
We had a good laugh followed by an even better fuck. Hubby gets so turned on listening to my accounts of what had gone on, and there was no way that he would let me get away with telling him I was sore or tired this time.
I woke up really late the next morning. It was Saturday, and later I was going over to stay the night with Ugras.
Feeling wonderful about my very busy schedule, I checked my mail, and my mood immediately altered.
Covid was getting really bad in the UK, and Ben and Yvonne’s planned visits were off because the flights had been cancelled.
At the time, I was of course very disappointed. But I was thinking that we only had to be patient. It would only be a three or four-month wait until things got back to normal, surely.
And the figures in Turkey were very low, so at least I would be able to have some more fun. In fact, looking on the bright side, it actually freed up more time, and there were quite a few prospects.
So my mood brightened as I thought about the two bi relationships that I could carry on with, another gang bang at Ufuk’s place, maybe some more with Emre’s friends, Emre himself, Adil, Bulent, and last but not least, Ray, my Turkish toyboy, I was assuming from the way Ufuk and Bulent had been talking that I was now past tense as far as Patron Muzzy was concerned.
They would be more than enough to keep me happy.
Without really being aware of it, I had started touching myself as I thought of it all.
Then, Nihan’s big weapon came into my mind and my fingers quickened. Should I dial that number? Hell, why not.
There was no answer, but a couple of minutes later, his number came up, and he discovered who his mystery caller had been.
The conversation wasn’t easy. His Turkish had a strange accent, and he didn’t speak any English. In the end, I got him to understand that we could message each other, and then we could translate.
His first message was, “Hi Jill, when can I fuck you?”
I found out that he lived in Konya. That was about 6 hour’s drive away, so it wasn’t a promising start. But he did travel a lot with his job.
Finally, I got him to understand that he could contact me whenever he was close to my home, and I sent him my location, so that was quite promising.
I took myself back up to our bed, lay down next to my sleeping hubby, and proceeded to bring myself off thinking about that cock of Nihan’s. He had cum far too quickly during the gang bang, but I was still determined to feel it inside me again.
Hubby woke up just as I finished myself off. “I bet I know who you were thinking about,” he said, smiling.
“Yes, well, I might have something to look forward to on that front,” I told him.
I was expecting Gary to be excited by it, but he turned over and went back to sleep again, so I carried on playing with myself thinking about a lot of things that had already happened rather than those that might be just around the corner.
My next two adventures were both on my bi side.
Being able to spend the whole night with Ugras was wonderful. Once again, her dominatrix tendency came to the fore, but it was no surprise this time, and I trusted her not to make it too painful.
It wasn’t, and it was quickly followed by passion. I found out how much stamina she had overnight as we moved from room to room in her lovely mansion. If Ufuk was around, he was keeping himself scarce.
But the best was saved for the morning when Ugras led me out into her wonderful garden, and we made love on a really large blanket lying on her lawn right in front of her water feature.
It was amazing hearing the sound of the rushing water drowning out the frantic noises of our orgasms.
And there were so many of them. I am not normally at my best first thing in the morning, but I found out that Ugras certainly is. Wow!
Her skin was so amazingly smooth and we both ran our hands and tongues all over each other’s sensual bodies. By that time, Ugras had already discovered how I loved the backs of my knees being licked, and I discovered her special place. The small of her pretty little neck, running down to the back of her shoulder blades.
We must have been out there for well over half an hour. The sound of the water and the smell of the grass and some nearby jasmine flowers made it all extra special, and when we combined some pussy grinding together with getting her special place, we just lost ourselves to each other.
Eventually, we came apart and just lay there chatting and enjoying the sounds and smells. I was falling in love with this wonderful lady. A lady who doesn’t seem to mind about her husband fucking me with all of his mates.
We were understanding each other better and better, and I felt confident enough to ask her about her sexuality. She told me that she had known that she was lesbian since before she met Ufuk.
But because of her family’s unacceptance of such things, she had decided to marry and play the role of wife and mother.
Ufuk had not known until after the birth of their second baby, and they had come to an arrangement. He was allowed to stray, and Ugras could pursue lesbian relationships.
Two long relationships followed for her, but they had both come to an end. Apart from that, she had just had a few one-night stands, but apparently, she was not remotely interested in cock.
We had a small and tasty breakfast after getting showered and dressed, and all too soon, it was time for me to go home.
“Same time next week?” I asked as we said our goodbyes.
“I’d like to see you more often than that Jill,” she answered. “I will talk to Ufuk later.”
Perhaps I should have told her there and then how busy my sex life had become, but I didn’t because I really wanted to see more of her too. I would have put a lot of things off to be with her more often.
But one thing that I couldn’t put off was my visit to see Hazel the next evening. Not because of the sex, but more because Hazel looked and felt so vulnerable and she needed support.
I didn’t have much time with Gary. We were both quite busy with mundane things. But over a cup of coffee together, he asked how my time with Ugras had been.
“Magnificent,” I told him, smiling.
“And we both want to see a lot more of each other. It’s getting quite serious already,” I carried on.
Gary changed the subject. “Well, congratulations, my lovely wifey. You sampled your 100th cock in the middle of that last gang bang. I am so proud of you.”
Normally, we would have talked a little longer and got it together straight away, but we just didn’t have time. I could see that Gary had a hard-on through his shorts thinking about it, and I had my thoughts on that special cock of Nihan’s, so a quick seeing to from hubby would have gone down very well. But both of us stood up and carried on with our chores.
“Can we celebrate tonight when you get back from Hazel’s?” Gary asked.
“Of course, but just don’t have so much to drink as last week,” I replied. “I want you on good form,” I said, smiling as I walked away.
Other than a few cuddles and kisses, there was no sex with Hazel. We just talked and talked. The idea of going away together was put to one side because of what was happening on the Covid front. It was more important anyway for her to get her life sorted out.
She was planning a trip back to the UK to see family and take stock of everything. I told her that there might be a danger of getting stuck there for a while with what was going on worldwide, but she just shrugged her shoulders and burst into tears.
“This is not a fair question, Jill,” she started, “but would you leave Gary and come and live with me somewhere?”
“And it’s not a fair answer in the circumstances, Hazel, but no, I couldn’t do that,” I told her, tears welling in my eyes.
She had been expecting that answer, and I think it was just a last desperate attempt to try and sort her future out.
I left her, still on good terms, but without a clue as to when I would see her again. We both knew that we had something special together, and I felt awful that I couldn’t confide in her. I felt like a deceitful bitch.
So, I wasn’t in the best of moods when I got home. But Gary had got home before me and was sitting watching TV. He was watching a video of me with Steve and Gunner—the two porn stars in the UK from months before.
He left it running as he got us both a drink and then came and joined me on the settee. He was as sober as a judge, and in no time at all, we were making out. There were no words. The video was still playing and both of us occasionally looked at it, but most of the time, we were concentrating on each other.
It was a very quick and beautiful marital fuck, better than we had shared for a long time.
Gary switched the video and TV off and said we had to talk.
What he said was worrying. He told me that the pandemic figures in Turkey were getting bad quite quickly and that the government here were already planning action.
Gary told me that any restrictions that were brought in would hit both of us hard because we were in the vulnerable age group and that it was only a matter of time before we would be in a lockdown.
I listened intently as he carried on. He thanked me for all that I had done for his cuckolding and then amazed me by saying that he thought it was time to bring it all to an end because he had enough memories, photos and videos to keep him happy for the rest of his days.
I thought long and hard before I replied.
“Gary, it was you who led me down this road.” I began.
“To start off, I did everything just for you, but as time went on, I’ve done things because I really enjoy doing them,” I went on.
“I actually love all the sensations I get from what I am now doing regularly, and I won’t give it up,” I carried on.
It was Gary’s turn to sit and listen now.
I told him how wonderful it felt to be desired by so many men and women at my age and that I was really proud that young guys wanted to fuck me.
And that I wasn’t going to stop just because he had seen and heard enough to keep him going.
“So Gary, before this lockdown comes, I am going to carry on and do as much on my wish list as I can,” I told him as he sat open-mouthed, listening to me raise my voice.
I didn’t know how much time I had left, but I told him that I would have a gang bang at Ufuk’s plus another one with Emre the logman and his mates and that I wanted a good seeing to from Bulent, Adil, Nihan with the big cock, and Ray my long time lover. And on top of that, I was going to stay the night with Ugras again.
Looking him straight in the eye, I sat down and said, “There, so now you know Gary.”
There was a silence. Gary looked a little crestfallen. It’s not very often that I speak to him like that.
When he did speak, what he told me wasn’t a surprise, but I think he just wanted to shock me and get his own back.
“I’d better tell you now that I have been fucking Yasemin for quite a while,” he said with a smirk on his face.
I knew that it wasn’t just tennis coaching going on between them, and I had guessed as much a long time ago. But it didn’t bother me at all for some reason.
He finished with, “But I still love you to bits and I’ll give her up if you want me to, and yes, you can do what you want with all these guys as long as you’re happy.”
And with that, we went to bed and cuddled long and hard.
But I had meant what I said, and in the morning, I would be making plans to get as much fun as I could before Covid stopped me.