After writing my first story and my experiences with Gira, I wanted to write here how I made the final. Yes, in my first story, I wrote about how it started and how I first showed myself to someone and started. Since my purpose here is to share what’s inside of me and to make someone read it for the first time, I wanted to share it with all the excitement and I want to share it in detail. After that day, Gira and her family moved out of Istanbul with a sudden decision and changed schools, so we could not take ourselves one step ahead. I felt even more free after that day, and I had been living everything secretly. The most important issue for me was privacy, both for my life and for my family.

I had met and talked to through different social media channels from time to time, but none of them took me one step further. High school and university were over, my biggest luck was to live in my own house outside of Istanbul. I had confidence in myself and started to buy the underwear, socks, heels and dresses I wanted with some of my pocket money. In fact, on a weekend I was in Istanbul, I bought the most suitable anal toys for my narrow hole from a sexshp, with my hands trembling with excitement to discover myself. When I was alone at home after school with these, I dressed and played a lot and walked around the house comfortably with my high-heeled slippers, babydoll, tulle dressing gowns, my socks in winter, nail polish and well-groomed feet. I was able to become a sexy woman by thinning my eyebrows, pulling my hair a little longer and combing it back with jelly. In the meantime, I was even offending the very horny apartment worker. But I never even invited him in because I didn’t want to reveal myself to someone whose bad breath smells of cigarettes from 3 meters away. What I did the most was to show up in my very tight skinny jeans and take my orders and watch him cross me. Only once was I caught forgetting to wear socks with my red nail polish feet, and he was speechless, but my aim was never to play with his emotions and make fun of him. In those years, my only interest was my classmate Serkan, but this part, which I will tell about him in another story, belongs to Gira. What I did the most was to show up in my very tight skinny jeans and take my orders and watch him cross me. Only once was I caught forgetting to wear socks with my red nail polish feet, and he was speechless, but my aim was never to play with his emotions and make fun of him. In those years, my only interest was my classmate Serkan, but this part, which I will tell about him in another story, belongs to Gira. What I did the most was to show up in my very tight skinny jeans and take my orders and watch him cross me. Only once was I caught forgetting to wear socks with my red nail polish feet, and he was speechless, but my aim was never to play with his emotions and make fun of him. In those years, my only interest was my classmate Serkan, but this part, which I will tell about him in another story, belongs to Gira.

During my university years, I discovered what the woman in me was like, discovered how liberated my inner woman was, learned how to be well-groomed, and thus, within minutes, I managed to liberate my female side and choose the one that suits me. It was very difficult for me to return to Istanbul after graduation, being with a family, being away from care at any moment, being hidden from the family for fear of being caught was an inexplicable difficulty, now I know how the living feel. After my return, my corporate business life began with a suit jacket and tie life, that is, a life in uniform like my high school years. Along with this, a process in which I wore the plain or lace g-stings, thongs and winter socks I bought and went to work in my uniform started. Now I started to become a member of business platforms and started to participate in some activities and invitations. In the invitations I attended and the women in corporate life started to set an example for me on how to be a better woman, I chose the best combinations, pencil skirts, blouses, heels, garter sets, even my garter stockings with stripes on the back, and learned how to do the best make-up. But I was tight, I couldn’t play, I couldn’t hide the clothes I bought most of the time, I had to throw them away after I satisfied myself. It was a time when I wished it was Giray, almost scratching the walls, please, I wanted someone to fuck me even if I came across them. When I was alone in my best lingerie and garter stockings and heels, I had to go beyond playing with my anal vibrator, imagining Giray screwing me.

Then I created my own profile on a business social media platform. Then I said I wonder and called Gira with excitement inside me and she was in front of me. I sent a message and we started to write formally saying how are you, as if nothing had happened. We took our phones and started texting. I asked what was the day there and I checked the subject and he smiled and said why don’t we meet. Lightning struck me, and combinations were formed in my head. 2-3 days later, he said to me, “How are you planning on weekdays?” I said, “Why don’t we eat at you, let’s order, let’s set up a nice wine table.” (I always preferred wine because I didn’t want to feel raki too man-to-man when I was on cd) He said it would be much nicer like that. It was like stopping by. We should have closed the gap for a long time and made the night special.

That evening, I went to a nearby mall and chose new heels, dresses, and a nice perfume for the first time (gucci guilty for the night). When I got home in the evening, I tried the ones I bought again, they were very nice and now I had to create 3 different outfit combinations, one to sit and chat before the meal and the other during and after the meal to get ready for the final. I had to see Giray completely that I was CD and make him and myself feel special. One combination is a short pleated skirt and blouse to be worn with black socks and the other is a silvery black short evening dress. Those who read my first story will guess that I am petite and I can find very comfortable heels because my foot size is 39-40. Other details were already in my first story. I had bought a new black garter set g-sting striped back calzedonia garter stockings all blindfolded. It was all so comfortable that my body was incredibly female and post-perfume female. I tried them all 2 days before meeting. Just a little excitement and the additional outfit was changed 1 day ago by Giray’s request.

When I was told that I am very impressed by women with flat balls on their feet, wearing black over-the-knee pencil skirts, white shirts, black or anthracite socks, working in corporate life over the phone, the change of outfit seemed to me, but I had already learned this from the women around me, and now I was a little more excited to be like them. I always wondered how they were fucked yesterday and how they enjoyed it. Of course, I immediately bought all the clothes that night.

The next day, on the day of the meeting, Giray texted me and said, “Let’s have dinner around 9 o’clock, the apartment I live in is getting quieter.” When I asked why I didn’t understand at first, he said, “I want to greet you like that when you come in a topcoat and corporate women’s clothes that I like.” By the way, she said I still love red nail polish. The message was received, but I was shocked because it was the first time I had to leave the house like this and Giray was inviting me directly like this. I replied with a smile and said we’ll see. Because it was difficult to get out of the house like this when living with family.

I started to make all my preparations again, first I cleaned myself in every sense (those who understand) I applied my already ready nail polish to my feet, while waiting for it to dry, I put all the combinations in my bag to wear while returning and entering the house. The suits that Giray wanted from me were on the bed, the last thing I would wear or put in the bag. My decision depended on the availability of the house at that time. I don’t know if it’s luck or fate, my phone rang, it was my father who called me, they were invited to a dinner with my mother and they were going to come late, so I said ok and flew into the air. The exit was comfortable, don’t drive. Without thinking about it, I applied my good smelling cream all over my body for the last time, my skin was soft and I smelled incredibly good. I took off my bathrobe and put on my g-sting, which I bought with pleasure, and my black bra, which looks like a matching lace white shirt. When my skin is white and blonde, black is the best color. Then put on my 6th anthracite pantyhose for those who know calmly showing my toes. I put on my white fit shirt, over-the-knee pencil skirt and finally my flats and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was combed back, my hair was embossed with jelly, my blue eyes were black mascara and misty glittery eyeliner (while the eyelashes were getting out of the car), my face was powder and terracotta and my make-up was complete before the final touch up. I skip the excitement of leaving the house and going to the car and hit the road. I put on my knee high pencil skirt and finally my flats and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was combed back, my hair was embossed with jelly, my blue eyes were black mascara and misty glittery eyeliner (while the eyelashes were getting out of the car), my face was powder and terracotta and my make-up was complete before the final touch up. I skip the excitement of leaving the house and going to the car and hit the road. I put on my knee high pencil skirt and finally my flats and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was combed back, my hair was embossed with jelly, my blue eyes were black mascara and misty glittery eyeliner (while the eyelashes were getting out of the car), my face was powder and terracotta and my make-up was complete before the final touch up. I skip the excitement of leaving the house and going to the car and hit the road.

I came in front of Giray’s house and I texted him and he said ok I’m opening the bottom door, I parked the car and I didn’t care to be seen, especially at night time, as I was in a different neighborhood. Before leaving, I finished my make-up, put on my trench coat and got out of the car. It’s chilly weather but my socks were holding me up very well. I came to the main door, there was no one, I took the elevator and years later I was in front of Gira’s door. From the outside, my black trench top coat, thin socks and flats were visible. My sailor invited me inside, saying, “Isn’t that how tired you are today, that’s the corporate life?” I’ll also post their next invitations. He said you can put your bag and overcoat in the room inside and relax. I took off the topcoat I was wearing, put my bag, put it on the bed in the room so that the contents would not crumple, took a deep breath, opened the door and went out, and he took me to his living room. I was very impressed to see the table prepared in a corner. I said the table looks great, and he said I prepared it for you, Denzic. He said, “I’ll offer you a nice cocktail first,” so I sat in the living room feeling a little excited and relaxed. He brought me a nice sweet cocktail and we started chatting. I will tell you how we met in the next story, when he was working with foreigners in a company with foreign connections. He had a certain success in his business life and his condition was not bad, so I talked about myself, but we didn’t talk about sex. He said for a long time that I always wanted to sit with such a woman, and this is you, I’m so excited, it’s a tremendous change and you look great. While I was talking unconsciously, the heel of my flats slipped off my thin sock, fell down, wobbled, and then I was picking it up again, I had become a full corporate woman, I realized that I was living beyond a good observer. After about an hour, he said let’s go to dinner. I said to this beautiful invitation that I do not want to stay corporate and she said she would be very happy. I asked permission to change. By the way, all I wanted from him was that he had dinner with an elite woman at dinner, so I told him that I was ashamed that I could meet him, don’t be sure, he said. While I was talking unconsciously, the heel of my flats slipped off my thin sock, fell down, wobbled, and then I was picking it up again, I had become a full corporate woman, I realized that I was living beyond a good observer. After about an hour, he said let’s go to dinner. I said to this beautiful invitation that I do not want to stay corporate and she said she would be very happy. I asked permission to change. By the way, all I wanted from him was that he had dinner with an elite woman at dinner, so I told him that I was ashamed that I could meet him, don’t be sure, he said. While I was talking unconsciously, the heel of my flats slipped off my thin sock, fell down, wobbled, and then I was picking it up again, I had become a full corporate woman, I realized that I was living beyond a good observer. After about an hour, he said let’s go to dinner. I said to this beautiful invitation that I do not want to stay corporate and she said she would be very happy. I asked permission to change. By the way, all I wanted from him was that he had dinner with an elite woman at dinner, so I told him that I was ashamed that I could meet him, don’t be sure, he said. I asked permission to change. By the way, all I wanted from him was that he had dinner with an elite woman at dinner, so I told him that I was ashamed that I could meet him, don’t be sure, he said. I asked permission to change. By the way, all I wanted from him was that he had dinner with an elite woman at dinner, so I told him that I was ashamed that I could meet him, don’t be sure, he said.

My evening dress was ready, because I had rehearsed it before, I knew what order it had to be. The only thing I changed inside of me was the g-sting that hid my not-so-big tool with stones on the back and closed on the front. I wore my favorite 6 black tights and dress. The flats were replaced by a 10 cm pointed black stiletto heel. I freshened up my make-up in the mirror, put on my non-bright red powdery lipstick and was ready to go. A deep breath….

When I came out the door, he was in front of me with a white shirt on cloth pants, a suitable pair of shoes and a jacket. I said Ooo you are very handsome and you are a wonderful woman Deniz said and invited me to the table. I did not encounter the slightest hint or condescending attitude. We were drinking our wine, eating our dinner and chatting to the slow music playing in the background. I relaxed with wine, got rid of my shyness, asked for permission to freshen up my make-up, freshened my lipstick and sprayed the perfume, and came back again. He said that he wanted to dance with me, saying this is the music I like. He was tall and had a large build. My 10 cm stilettos worked. I approached him. We started dancing together, I missed it so much, I asked if you remember that day, he said he never forgot it. I asked how, he said with your back turned and he turned me around and pulled me towards him. He said, “I approached you like this for the first time, I couldn’t swallow at that moment, I was out of breath, I was trembling with excitement.” He noticed and said so you remember, I could only say yes out of excitement.

He said, “You are much more beautiful this time and you have become the woman of my dreams. “I want to remind you later,” she said. She continued to hug me from behind and hug my waist with her hands. I was slowly starting to feel your hardness right on my hip when I dreamed of undressing you, this time, don’t touch anything and enjoy. I could only say okay with my breathing and my voice mingling. He gently removed his hands from my waist and placed them on my shoulders, relaxing my shoulders, then he kissed me slowly down my neck and down my back. Then he went down to my ankles, grabbed my ankles, and gently continued to touch my hands up to my hips, from my straight and long legs to my hips. At that moment, I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to Giray’s hands. Calmly stroking the skirt of my dress, he lifted it up to my waist and when he saw my stony g-sting, he said you wanted and prepared so much, from now on, he started kissing my hips and my butt. Whatever was going to happen, all the years would close that night, I knew it very well and I surrendered myself endlessly. He got up and turned me towards him and started kissing me on the lips. I touched his hardness with my hand, but not now, he said. He gently pulled me towards the table, came behind me, put both my hands on the table and lifted my butt up, my skirt was above my waist, I was standing inside with my socks on my stony string and my heels on my feet with my legs apart.

He went in and out, but I didn’t turn around, he just said I came and said leave yourself alone. I said I am very comfortable with you. He approached me and pulled my sock down just below my butt, pulled my string to the side, and started licking my hole. I remember at that moment I went to another dimension and collapsed on the table for a moment just from the pleasure of it. It was over my hole with slow and caressing tongue strokes. When I stopped and got up again, I just looked at Gira out of the corner of my eye and saw a lubricant gel that I used in her hand, I thought she wanted to get inside me, but then I saw that she was holding a metal anal plug with a shiny stone on one side and a pointed tip on the other. He smeared the tip with gel and began to touch my hole. I accepted without saying no. The plug was inside me and I even enjoyed it. Then he snapped my string back into place and lifted my sock, pulling me towards him. When I put my hand on his dick, he had already woken up and moved and I said now it’s my turn to leave and went to the room to put on my last petticoat inside my anal plug.

I took my garter belt out of the bag, my socks were ready, I peeled off my clothes. My body was already ready, but moreover, I put on my one-line garter stockings from the back and tied my garter belt, I put on my comfortable long tulle lace dressing gown mix, I applied my make-up for the last time and went outside with my garter belt g string and black tulle dress. This time, Giray was sitting in front of him and I kept walking and doing a full tour where I was standing and I was in front of him with all my beauty, he said, “Offf, you’re amazing, I was speechless.” Without saying anything, I just bent down on my knees and went towards him, spread his legs apart, opened the button and zipper, there was nothing in it, it was right in front of me, it was hard and in front of me to feel it in my mouth. First I took it in my hand and placed a small kiss right on the head of his dick, then I touched the bottom with my tongue, and then I put his whole head in my mouth. I gave a long blow, and he took off his shirt, a completely naked tough man, and the man I dreamed of was in front of me.

He lifted me up and took off my tulle dressing gown, saying that we had a date with you from years ago and laid me down on the couch. We were kissing like crazy, she was naked on me and it was very hard, then at the end of the night she admitted that she took cialis, which gave her support. He landed on my legs, kissing them like crazy, rubbing his dick all over me like a hammer. I had completely surrendered. Now it’s her feet, she said, and she took off my heels, and for the first time in years, she saw my well-groomed feet in striped garter stockings. “Dream of years,” he said, and took my feet in his dick to kiss. Then she turned me on my face and continued kissing my back and rubbing her dick on my legs. I don’t want it to come out, so I said with a groan. Tonight she said no, applied delay cream and had no intention of ejaculating.

He lifted me into a face down dog position and came in front of me and brought his dick back to my lips, just as I wanted, he asked me to blow it again with pleasure and I continued until all the juices flowed. He went behind me again, started to play with the anal plug and very gently moved it back and forth, touching it with his tongue from time to time, pulling it out with his hand and laying it on the ground. My back was now empty and ready for that big dick. It was as if it was made just for his device, using gel well and putting on his condom, he slowly entered me at first, continued slowly and stopped in and out of me a couple of times. He said it’s yours now. With incredible pleasure and speed, I put it to the root, the only sound that came out of me was ohhhh. After he fucked me like that behind my back for a long time, he sat on the couch and said sit on me as my woman. I sat on the couch with my back turned, I sat on his dick with his hands around my waist, he pulled me down from his shoulders and neck and gave me a rhythm, we were one body and he was banging me, I can’t explain how I moaned and how I screamed with pleasure. I remember at that moment I ejaculated anal for the first time in a long time, I was trembling all over I was passing out. With pleasure and trembling, I stood up and when he calmed down, I took his dick again, I put on his new condom with my strength, he was too aroused, I wanted to blow my man off my feet and watch him ejaculate, with my dream of being a full woman. I remember at that moment I ejaculated anal for the first time in a long time, I was trembling all over I was passing out. With pleasure and trembling, I stood up and when he calmed down, I took his dick again, I put on his new condom with my strength, he was too aroused, I wanted to blow my man off my feet and watch him ejaculate, with my dream of being a full woman. I remember at that moment I ejaculated anal for the first time in a long time, I was trembling all over I was passing out. With pleasure and trembling, I stood up and when he calmed down, I took his dick again, I put on his new condom with my strength, he was too aroused, I wanted to blow my man off my feet and watch him ejaculate, with my dream of being a full woman.

I sat on her lap again with my back turned to her, she was completely inside me and I was in my man’s lap. Then he got me up and we were both standing behind me he was going in and out of me I was moaning with pleasure and I wanted him to stop and fuck me over and over again. Please cum, I said, wanting to see him shaking and moaning. He said that this time he wanted to ejaculate on his stringine, and he put me back on the seat. He got inside me again, and just as he stood and fucked me, the sofa leaned against the wall, feeling the stiffness all over my butt, and our moaning sounds mixed together. I can’t explain how hard it was and with a great sound and groan, it crept down my waist, hips, strings and legs.

Then he ejaculated twice more in different positions, one on my feet and the other on my face. With our pert off, we first rested and then sipped our remaining wine. I packed my bag again and during this time he confessed that he wanted to meet again, that he had not had such sex for a long time. I put on my clothes that will not be a problem when entering the house, such as casual jeans, etc. and went back home. There is more…