Greetings from Nevşehir, friends. I’m Serpil, 35 years old. I am a Bulgarian immigrant, 1.70 meters tall, big tits, big ass, meaty pussy, blonde woman. My husband Osman is a native of Nevşehir. While I was working in a touristic hotel in Nevşehir 15 years ago, Osman was a waiter at the same hotel. We met within 6 months and got married lovingly. We have been married for 15 years now. We have 3 children and we are very happy. After I got married, I stopped working at the hotel and became the woman of my house. My husband had lands outside Nevşehir (on the Kaymaklı Derinkuyu road), over time we built a farm there and started raising animals. We currently have about 150 sheep. We go to the highland with sheep in the summer and return to our village in the winter. We built a two-room stone house on the plateau, and we sleep there.

The plateau is both better for the sheep and good for us. Because my Osman always fucks me while grazing the sheep on the plateau (We are not that comfortable because our house is crowded in the village). That’s why I don’t wear any panties when we go to Yayla. Even if I were to wear it, Osman would never dress it. He fucked me under almost every tree on the plateau. Although I don’t stay comfortable either, I always rub against my Osman to fuck. Another habit of my ottoman is that he licks my pussy after I pee, he never gets my pussy washed or removed, he will lick my pussy. After that, he fucks me right there and there. So we’re both so horny. By the way, Osman’s dick is not that big, but it’s not small either. And when he goes to Nevşehir, he brings the Sexfilm and we watch it together. Of course, we’ll fuck later. I watched hundreds of movies with my husband, the subjects are always different, whatever comes to your mind. My husband always wanted to fuck my ass but I wouldn’t give a fuck, but after watching the movies he brought, I started giving my husband ass too. I can say it’s more enjoyable than fucking in the pussy.

It was summer again and we went to the Highland with our sheep again. When we woke up one morning, seeing my husband’s cock up, we stayed in bed for a while and started to fuck. Just as we got ourselves into fucking, we were startled by the barking sounds of dogs (We have 4 Shepherd dogs). We stopped fucking halfway through and went outside to have a look. On the dirt road of our stone house, a Camper (Caravan) apparently belonging to foreign Tuurists stopped, the dogs rushed off and surrounded Camper. The tourists were going to get out of the vehicle, but they were afraid of the dogs and could not get out. Osman went and tied the dogs immediately, so did the tourists. Two Black Tourists our age, one female and one male! While he was working at the hotel in Nevşehir, Black Tourists would come from time to time, but if I thought for 40 years that I would see a Black Tourist on the Plateau, it would not even cross his mind.

Probably because our fucking was unfinished, when I saw Black Tourists, I thought of a Black movie I watched with my husband before. Both the woman and the man in the movie were Black. While watching, my husband said, “Look at the black woman’s pussy, she’s got a good fuck!” he said. Maybe because of jealousy, he was jealous and said, “The black man’s dick is too big, he would blow any woman he fucks with pleasure!” I said. But believe me, I don’t know how I said it, it just came out of my mouth. My husband smiles, “Would you like to eat a Negro cock if you found it?” he had asked. And I said, “Don’t be silly!” I said something. I was hurt by the nigger’s dick, but I came off hard because my husband was trying me. My husband said he was serious, always wanted to fuck a Black woman. And I said, “You find a Black woman, I don’t give a fuck!” I said that and the matter was just closed.

Neyse, kafamda o düşüncelerle eve davet ettik Zenci Turistleri. Ama ben çaktırmadan hep Zenci erkeğin önüne bakıyordum. Şortunun önü öyle kabarıktı ki, içindeki yarağı hayal ederek amım karıncalanmaya başlamıştı. Zenciler evin önündeki gölgeliğin altına minderlere oturdular. Ben ayran yapmak için içeriye girdim. Kocam benim Zencin erkeğin önüne baktığımı fark etmiş ve ben mutfakta iken geldi, pis pis sırıtarak, “Zenciler nasıl ama?” dedi. Ben ne demek istediğini anlamıştım, “Saçmalama, olmaz!” dedim. Ama Osman beni arkamdan kucaklamıştı ve siki sanki eteğimi delip götüme girecekti (Altımda külot yok ya!). Elini eteğimin içine soktu ve amımı avuçlayarak, “Sen istemiyorum diyorsun, fakat amın Zenci yarağı istiyor Serpilim!” dedi. Hakikaten de amım vıcık vıcık su içindeydi. Yine de, “Yapma Osman, rezil oluruz!” dedim. Osman da, “Amaaan canım, sanki birdaha birbirimizi mi göreceğiz! Gel inadı bırak ta, ayartıp sikişelim Zencilerle!” dedi. “Osman sen ciddimisin?” dedim. “Valla ciddiyim karıcığım, hem hayatımda birdefa Zenci amı sikmek, hem de senin amına Zenci yarağı girerken izlemeyi çok istiyorum!” dedi. “Tamam lan o zaman, pilavdan dönenin kaşığı kırılsın! Bunu sen istedin boynuzlu kocacığım, bak kendimi nasıl siktiriyorum Zenciye!” dedim…

I made the ayran and left with the tray. While we were sitting under the canopy and drinking our ayran with the Tourists, we were chatting in half-English, half-Tarzan, and a little gesturing. They were American, Camperla planned to visit the touristic places of Turkey in 3 months. As we continued our conversation, two feet away, our cute dog and a male dog, tied up by my husband, began to fuck. The black man laughed, “Ohhh my God!” he said, and immediately began to take pictures of the dogs that fuck. At the same time, they were talking and laughing among themselves. They’ve probably never seen a dog fuck in America. I noticed, watching the dogs, that the Black man’s cock was up and it was almost hanging out of his shorts. My husband and I made eye contact, my husband noticed too, he pointed at me with his eyes and went inside. I took the empty ayran glasses and went inside. My husband immediately said, “See how the Negro’s dick got up!” said. “I saw, I saw!” I said. We looked out the window, they started kissing. They were so engrossed in kissing that they didn’t even notice us when we went to them with buttermilk…

After drinking the ayran, they took out the map and said they wanted to go to Ihlara Valley. They did not have breakfast, they asked if there was a place to have breakfast on the way to Ihlara Valley. We were like, “No Problem!” We said that we had not had breakfast yet and suggested that we have breakfast together. “Oohhh, Thank You, Thank You!” they happily accepted. While my husband was chatting with the man, I went into the kitchen with the woman, and we prepared a village breakfast for the floor table, for the chin. We brewed village eggs, milk, butter, cheese, olives, green onions, phyllo bread and tea with it. I also roasted black pepper. We sat down and had breakfast together. They liked it so much that they didn’t want to leave the table. My husband said, “You Ihlaraya Tomorrow going! There are more Törkiş Raki!” He asked them to stay with us tonight. They looked at each other and said, “OK! ‘ they said. When our knees ached from sitting cross-legged, we drank our teas on the sofa in the other room.

Half an hour later, Osman said to me, “Come on, wife, prepare the little Raki table!” He lowered the Baglama hanging on the wall and started playing local songs to the tourists. I laid out the sin and brought melons, watermelons and feta cheese along with the Raki bottle. Our Negroes have never drank Raki in their lives. They even started flying after the second double. They laugh nonstop, “Very Nice! Very Nice!” they were saying. After the third double, the Negro man started to hug me and the woman with my husband. They took a sip of raki and kissed each other first, and then the man kissed me and the woman kissed my husband. Once I looked, my husband’s hand was running around the Black woman’s legs, stroking her cunt from the hem of her shorts. Encouraged by my husband, I placed my hand on his shorts while kissing the Black man. My husband used to raise the glass to cheers every now and then and make the Negroes drink. And he said to me, “It’s going well, it’s going well!” he said, giving courage…

After the fifth doubles, our Negroes got a lot of smoke now and officially my husband started making out with the woman and I with the man. Everyone was getting carried away now. I just pulled the man’s shorts down and a black dick came out like a dead snake. It wasn’t fully cured, but it was about the size of my comfortable wrist. Also crusty. I crouched down in front of him and started licking the Negro’s dick. But what a lick, I was licking like I had never seen a dick. Believe me, water was flowing from my pussy. When the dick was fully up, I lifted the man off the sofa and laid him on his back on the floor. I gathered my skirt around my waist and jumped on it. The nigger wanted to lick my pussy, but I couldn’t wait to be licked, my pussy was like water anyway. I just sat on the nigger’s dick. The dick was so deep in my pussy that there was no space left in my pussy and I was hurting a little bit. While I was sitting on the Negro’s cock, the woman was licking Osman’s cock. After a while, they got up and came to the ground beside us.

Osman lay on the bottom, the black woman sat on the dick like me. While the woman was sitting on Osman, Osman was stroking my ass and giving me courage. We were fucking pretty good, but my Negro couldn’t take it long and he cums inside me. Osman, on the other hand, was still fucking the woman, he called me, “Bring it, I’m going to lick your pussy!” said. I got up and sat on Osman’s face with my pussy coming to his mouth. Osman was licking my pussy full of Negro’s semen so well, don’t ask. Then Osman ejaculated inside the woman and the woman made her husband lick Osman’s offspring. After resting for a while, we packed up. I liked the nigga’s cock, I was dying to fuck again…

I showed them where the bathroom was. We came clean in turn. By the way, I made and brought a bowl of Honey Yoghurt for each of us. After we ate Honey Yoghurt, we drank another double Raki and we started making love all at once. Osman kept asking me, “Will you fuck your ass for black people, my wife?” he was asking. I said, “Are you crazy? Tear my ass, fuck you!” I said. Everyone was kissing and licking the place they were holding. I was licking the Black’s dick again. All of a sudden, I saw that the black woman was licking my pussy. And it licked so well that I literally melted. I knew when my husband started slapping the Black woman and licking her ass, he was going to fuck her in the ass. Not long after, he stuck his dick in the woman’s ass and started to fuck. The woman was screaming as my husband snorted, as if she was getting fucked in the ass for the first time. I remembered that island husband first fucked me in the ass, I cried a lot too. In order to alleviate the pain of the woman a little, I left the cock I licked and lay under her cunt and while my husband was fucking her in the ass, I started licking her cunt. Every now and then I would lick my husband’s cock and balls.

Meanwhile, the idle Black man approached my cunt, first he put his dick in his wife’s mouth and licked it, then he stuck it in my cunt and started to fuck my cunt. I was licking the pussy of the Black woman, and I was getting fucked by the Black woman. It was an awesome feeling. Then they changed positions, the man lay on his back and took his wife in his lap and started to fuck her cunt, my husband started to fuck her free ass. Between the two of them, the black woman was fluttering like crazy with pleasure. So I crossed my legs to the Black man’s face and was licking my pussy. First the Black woman ejaculated with screams, then my husband and the Black man ejaculated in turn. After a while, I ejaculated in the mouth of the Negro.

After some rest, Osmana said, “I want the same, but you fuck my ass, the Negro fuck my pussy!” I said. I licked the Negro’s cock up, the woman lifted my husband’s dick. But the Black man wanted to fuck me in the ass. He said to her, “No! No! No! Impossible!” By saying (I can’t get it, it’ll rip my ass out, but where are we in English?), I laid him on his back on the floor, climbed on top of him and shoved his dick in my ass. My husband got behind me and shoved it up my ass. The black woman was out of shape, she slipped into a corner of the sofa. I literally melted between the two men, I can’t tell you how enjoyable it was. The dicks were rubbing against each other inside of me, one on my ass and one on my pussy. They fucked me for like half an hour like this. But I was dead too, there was no cure in my ass or ass. They emptied me twice and emptied themselves. The black man, like his wife, went to the sofa and slipped in his seat. We laid the mattresses on the sofa so that their backs would not hurt, we took them both off the sofa and lay them down.

We were tired too, but there was work to be done. We left them asleep and went to feed the animals. They were still asleep when we came in the evening. My husband said, “Well, this is Raki, it doesn’t stay as it does in the bottle! Let them sleep!” said. We didn’t wake them for dinner anymore. We also made some wraps for ourselves, ate them, and went to the bed where the Negroes slept. We fell asleep as soon as we saw the pillow. When I woke up in the morning, my husband and the Black woman were already awake, my husband was licking the Black woman’s cunt. I immediately woke the Black man by licking his cock like a dead snake. My husband is Black woman, Black man fucked me one more time. Then we had breakfast together and happily sent off the Negroes. After the blacks left, my husband and I went back to normal Highland life. We never talked about fucking niggas again,