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Independence is not always a great thing. Especially not if customers do not pay their bills, fail to miss orders and the tax advisor fills his own pockets. That had to Nicole and I pay expensive. After the oath of revelation came the bankruptcy proceedings.
Neither Nicole nor I got a good job quickly. What just went we sold, including my beloved Audi A 4. Nicole got a poorly paid job as a writer in a small company, I’m still looking for a job. Our 120 m² apartment cannot be financed by the low income.
Therefore we are now sitting in the old golf that Nicole’s father gave us and drive to a visit to the apartment.
“The district here looks worse than usual with these gray clouds,” says Nicole and does not look at the area in a good mood. Mostly old houses, a few shops, at the end of the street we see the first prefabricated buildings from the 60s. The area is known for the high proportion of foreigners and the unemployed. “I can also imagine nicer, but we have hardly any money and when I find a new job is in the stars.
It’s just temporarily, ”I say and park the car on the side strip. We get out. It is an unpleasant autumn day, at any moment it can start raining. Nicole closes her down jacket and goes to the prefabricated building.
It is the first of three houses in a row. Eight apartments are in one house. The outdoor area is neglected, beer bottles and other waste are in the bushes. On the green strip in front of the house there is a small sandpit on which 2 benches are standing.
Instead of playing children, young people lung around there, all between 16-20 years, I suspect Turks. I count four boys and two girls. The girls even look very pretty, are only sloppy dressed. “What do they find in such guys,” says Nicole Leise to me and I just shake my head in disbelief.
We both are definitely not xenophobic, but we both do not like such machoturk. One of the Bengel goes to the house in front of which we stand. It is something as big as me, quite thin, lanky. His hair is gotten back, the thin fluff of a culeaker on his upper lip.
His leather jacket is open, underneath he wears a sleeveless shirt and a gold chain. He is about 18 or 19. * It fulfills the cliché 100%* I think with myself. Nicole ignores him, but I notice how he pusheres her, how greedy he sees on her crunchy ass who is in a tight jeans.
He goes into the house without a word. I have already forgotten him when the broker is finally coming. She greets us kindly. After a little small talk, she closes the front door “Then we want the apartment, the apartment is in 4.
Stock ”she says and proceeds.
The hallway looks like I suspected. Not cleaned forever, the walls smeared with obscene scribbles, the plaster cracked and partially crumbled. A resident of the house comes towards us halfway up, she greets briefly. About 35-38 years old, blonde, slim, tanned in a sunbed in a tight jeans and a tight shirt that spans the rather big breasts.
*Wow..Even greater than Nicoles Dinger* I think and appreciate them at 75/80 D and she obviously does not wear a bra. She wears a laundry basket and is on the way into the basement. “Slot not so you tensioner,” says Nicole Leise to me and I feel caught.
I’m rather pleasantly surprised by the apartment. 3 1/2 rooms, pleasantly large, even wallpapered and painted.
Laminate is already. We look at the apartment in peace. “The area is not great and the residents are not here,” I say and think of the Turks, the look of the young Bengel on Nicoles Arsch. “Yes, but we have a choice? The rent is very cheap and we can’t afford more.”Says Nicole.
“I think we take the apartment” I say on the way down to the broker, “I can still see the basement?”.
“Sure, it is best to go down yourself, it is the last basement on the right side, the wash and drying room is around on the left,” she says and already goes out with Nicole to discuss more details about the rental.
I go into the basement, junk everywhere. I look at the basement, it is big and spacious. I’m already on the way up when I hear noise from the direction of the laundry room. Immediately I remember this sharp blonde with the huge tits and a little curiously I sneak towards the laundry room.
It is clearly a suppressed moan. I carefully spark around the corner and don’t trust my eyes. The blonde is bent over a washing machine, your jeans pulled down. The young Turk is behind her, his pants are also below.
I see the two of the back, they turn my back to me. She moans suppresses, it makes slow fucking movements. *Such a woman and this Turk?* I think incredulously.
“Oh Hakan your fat cock was missing”. “Yes, it was time that your stupid man goes to assembly,” laughs Hakan and fucks a little faster.
“Hm the ass of the brown -haired bitch looked just as horny as your fickar,” he says and hits the blonde on the bottom. “Unfortunately I couldn’t see her tits on the thick jacket,” he laughs and fucks on. It is clear to me that he says Nicole. What does this Mistkerl come about to talk about it about her.
I see banned how this young greasy guy fucks this hot, much older blonde. I notice how my cock gets very hard. I would love to watch longer, but I’m afraid caught to become. I sneak up to the stairs, I have to wait a moment because a cock is very hard and then go out.
“Well, basement okay?”Asks Nicole. “Sure,” I say and look at them, have the words of the Turk in my ear when I look at my little one.
With the promise to report the next day we say goodbye to the broker. At home we discuss the pros and cons of a wine. Since the only one is for the low price and money is manage with us, we decide to rent.
“Tell the broker tomorrow, I need a shower,” says Nicole.
I see her how she goes along the long hallway, moving out shirt and bra and carelessly throws on the floor. Then she pulls out the tight jeans, bends forward. She wears a string in which her crispy butt looks even hornier. * This greasy bental would have been happy to see that* I think and notice how my cock twitches with the thought.
I drink my glass of wine and go to the bathroom.
Nicole stands under the shower. I look at her as her soap her big tight breasts, the flat stomach, her slim legs. I take off and go under the shower. My tail is like a one.
Nicole turns to me “Well there is a desire” she says and we kiss. I tenderly stroke her back, her butt as she likes it. “Please take him in your mouth,” I ask quietly. Nicole looks up to me “You know that I don’t like it so much,” she says and grabs my cock, massages it slowly.
I see down, her plump tits, her hand on my cock.
Again I have the picture of the Turk in front of how he fucks the blonde, how she moaned for his tail. His vulgar words. * He saw Nicole on the ass, he introduced himself to fuck my little one too* I think. I can’t defend myself against these thoughts and before I get stuck, my cock twitches in Nicole’s hand.
I inject, my juice sprayed on your stomach. “Schatz’s attention” she says, lets go of my cock and grabs the shower hose. She washes my sperm directly “that was faster than usual” she says. I only reply “sorry”.
We just shower to the end.
I am irritated why these thoughts let me cum so quickly. Later in bed we sleep together, it is tender sex, as always, and I don’t have to concentrate again as in the shower.
The next day I call the broker and say. Ask me in the conversation whether the decision is correct.
Who knows what else we experience …
We now live in this new apartment for three weeks. The move went smoothly, but we just don’t feel comfortable.
We haven’t met many yet. The blonde is called Andrea, she is 38, married. Your husband Thorsten is a lot on assembly and when we meet in the hallway we greet you kindly. I don’t struggle to staring her too much, especially if her husband is not there, she seems to dress frivolinous.
Whenever I see her I have the picture from the basement in mind. What Andrea stimulates this Turk is a mystery to me and yet this thought makes me.
Hakan has just turned 19 and also lives in this house with his parents. He is a real wannabe maker and me anything but personable. He usually lung around with his colleagues in the area and I noticed how he always looks at Nicole.
His parents have been going to Turkey for a week, he lives alone in the apartment and we have noticed that some women have been coming and going out since then. All quite attractive we appreciate between mid 20 and late 30. “But they don’t look like hookers,” said Nicole when we talked about it. “Who knows what the background that has, don’t always think the worst, he is always very nice to me.“Do the topic off.
I somehow don’t treat the guy and I’m a bit jealous.
Today is another gray autumn day, it’s just 7 a.m. and I come from the night shift. I have had a job as a henchman in a screw factory for 2 weeks. It is not the yellow of the egg but at least something. I get out of the old golf and go to our house.
I see Hakan, who sits back on the bank on the sandpit with 2 colleagues and 2 German girls, both of them 18, they smoke, talk, one actually has a bottle of beer in their hands. “Hey still make a shift and deserve our social assistance” laughs one of the Bengel when I want to get my keys out of my pocket and unlock the front door. I just look at him briefly. “Yes exactly” adds Hakan, he stands with one of the girls “and send us your little one” He reaches unabashedly to the breasts of the young woman “so that she once feels a real man” he kneads her tight chest, she willingly lets it go.
Everyone laughs and I don’t dare to say anything. I go into the house without a word and get annoyed about my lack of courage.
When I get into the apartment, Nicole is already up. She is currently cooking coffee, her long brown hair bound her into a ponytail. She wears a belly -free top and jogging pants, gives me a kiss in a good mood.
At your sight, I immediately got Hakan’s words in my ear again. We’re talking about a cup of coffee. I miss the sayings of the Turks and get annoyed. Nicole just does it off.
“We won’t live here for long,” she says. I yawn “This night shift gets me ready, I hit me” I say.
I am definitely for half an hour and I just can’t fall asleep when it rings. I am surprised who that is when I recognize Hakan’s voice. *What does he want?* I think and get up, listen to the door.
“Of course you can make calls, is annoying with the key in the apartment”. I hear Nicole closes the door of the apartment. Hakan goes to the phone and I hear how he talks Turkish. “My sister brings a different key” he says when he goes into the kitchen after the phone call to Nicole.
I open the door to you quietly and sneak towards the kitchen.
I’m just curious about what is talking about there. Nicole asks him for a coffee and pours him in after he affirmed. “Nice top, you should wear something more often,” he says and I can see his grin in my mind’s eye. I gently spark around the corner.
Hakan leans on the sink in sports pants and sleeveless shirt. * It is too drought for a muscle shirt* I think. He sips the coffee. Nicole leans on the other side of the kitchen on the worktop and also drinks from a cup.
“Uh thank you” she just says on his compliment.
“That is good with your figure,” he says. I see how he succeeds her. “Well, you don’t have to dig around now. And you can’t complain of the lack of visitors to women, ”says Nicole with a smile.
“Right they are all like you” he replies grinning. “What does this mean?”Says Nicole Ernster. “Well German women who are together with a cock and need it really,” he replies grinning. “Marc is not a clever tail” says Nicole Sauer.
I should intervene but I’m too banned from the conversation.
“Oh stop, as I estimate there is only cuddly sex or he has really fucked you that you have begged to stop him?”Says Hakan and I see him grin. What does the guy come up with. “It doesn’t matter to you,” says Nicole. “So I’m right.
You are like the other German women, want a real guy “. “Oh and you are one? Still a little young or?”. Hakan drinks a sip of coffee “but have already learned a lot of women. Many are curious, have them from the chat, ”he explains.
“Curious what?“Nicole replies. Hakan matters you. “On my cock sweetness, long and thick, would fit great between your big tits,” he laughs arrogant.
Nicole is totally perplexed. I can’t stir, I shouldn’t allow this conversation to continue, should throw it out and yet I don’t do it and keep watching.
“Hakan is slowly enough,” she says. “How come? I bet he likes, ”he says and grabs his sports pants, pushes his hand into it from above. Nicole looks at “What are you doing? Stop it, ”she says irritated. But he doesn’t stop, grinning he pulls his pants down a bit and gets his limp cock out.
“Oh god” it escapes her when she sees him. I am also amazed. Large and heavy it hangs out of his pants, the shaft is long and thick, crowned by a plump thick acorn.
Nicole cannot take a look. “Your stupid friend doesn’t have something to offer,” he laughs “You probably want to know how it feels how it is to feel such a cock in the cunt, not true you bitch,” he says and starts upset slowly his fleshy cockto fondle.
“Please don’t talk that way,” she says quietly and looks at his strap all the time.
I flinch together when suddenly the doorbell rings. Hakan just grabs his cock a “We see each other and think about showing more about your tits soon” he says grinning. I just managed to get into the bedroom when Hakan goes into the hallway and then leaves the apartment. My cock is rock hard.
I hear no sound from Nicole, go to the kitchen again quietly, I hear her breathe quickly and when I spare the corner I see her standing in the kitchen. The eyes closed, a hand in the jogging pants, I see how she moves quickly, the other pushed below her top, the sensitive nipple rubbing. Her face is slightly red, her tongue licks again and again briefly over her full lips. She rubs her clit faster and faster, her breath goes faster, she moans softly and then trembles all over the body when she comes.
I sneak back into the bedroom and lie down in bed.
* This Mistkerl was right, he made her horny* I think and my hand walks to my stiff cock. I slowly jerk myself and inject into my shorts when I thought about what I heard and saw, sleep exhausted ..
With no word, Nicole mentioned what happened in our kitchen a few days ago. Of course I didn’t say anything. The whole thing concerns me.
I got horny when the Turk talked to Nicole. And not only me. Nicole was ready that she satisfied herself in our kitchen. I should never have behaved like that, but this Turk seems to put on her.
But since Nicole says nothing, I don’t bring anything to the language and slowly gets me the everyday Another.
The stupid work in the screw factory is bored, but there is nothing better to find. We are sitting on the morning coffee, I have to go right away, Nicole still wears her short silk morning mantle who briefly covers her buttocks, including a panties, her hair is open this morning. As so often, our money problems are the topic and the mood of both of us was better. I get up, drink the last sip of coffee.
“Oh Mr., I still have to iron the things for the interview, they are still hanging in the basement on the leash,” says Nicole when I go out “I come down”, she grabs the laundry basket and follows me. “In the tight morning mantle?“I ask with a smile. “Oh, all of them are still going here,” she says. I hug her at the front door, I feel her plump breasts.
We kiss and then I leave the house while she goes into the basement. It’s still dark outside and just when I leave the house comes towards me Hakan. According to the beer flag, he was probably at a party. In his sports pants, the muscle shirt under the open leather jacket and the gold chain, the villain looks like a typical macho as always.
He looks past me, into the house, apparently he saw that Nicole went into the basement. He just greets you and I go along the way to the parking lot.
I don’t know why I turn around again, but when I do it I see through the glass door of the house entrance like Hakan disappears into the basement. My stomach contracts immediately. What does he want there? I look at the clock and find that I am late.
But that’s not how I can’t go to work, I have to know what’s going on in the basement, maybe Nicole needs my help. I hurry back to the house and sneak into the basement.
I go out of the washing cellar and quietly I go and spaze around the corner. Hakan stands in the room, Nicole takes off the laundry, turns his back and didn’t notice him. When she bends to put the laundry in the basket, her morning mantle slips up and shows a piece of her crunchy buttocks.
“Geiler ass” says the young Turk and Nicole turns around, totally frightened.
“What?… if you are crazy to scare me like this, ”she says he ignores it. “In one string your ass would look even hornier, show me again,” he grins and succeeds Nicole. She automatically directs the morning gate, pulls it up. “Leave me in peace and disappear” she says.
He looks at her from top to bottom. “Watch out, you show me your ass and then I’ll leave you alone,” he says. I see how she hesitates. * Don’t do that, the guy lies* I think, but I don’t intervene.
“Really?“Asks her and looks rather naive. “Sure, nobody will find out”. Nicole hesitated. “You can afford it with this crunchy ass.
If you on holiday Are you see you too at the beach, Don’t stand up like this, ”he talks to her. “But only briefly and then you leave me alone forever?“I can’t believe that my girlfriend is as naive and believes the guy.. Hakan only nods grinning. She slowly turns around and then pulls the morning mantle a little.
Hakan grins superior. “Brave bitch, stretch it out the horny ass”. She sees him over his shoulder on “Red not that way” she says and stretches out her buttocks.
I almost burst with jealousy and realize how my cock swells. “Get the panties into your ass column” demands the young Turk.
Nicole hesitates something, her fingers tremble lightly when she complies with his request. It is a horny sight as it stands there, presents itself to the Turk. Hakan briefly reaches for the step “Geiler Fickarsch. You probably often thought about it that I fuck you in the position?”.
Nicole straightens up, turns around. “I don’t have and now leave me alone!”. “Not? I bet “Hakan approaches her, it dies back to the wall, the young Turk is right in front of her“ You didn’t think of my cock? You imagined how you blow him, how I really fuck you with it.”He looks into her eyes, her knees are slightly” that … that’s not true “she says softly. “Oh yes, you thought of it.
You introduced you how to get you, get you better than the clever tail with which you are with which you are together. When talking, he slowly opens the belt of her morning mantle, then pulls it apart. He slowly releases her tits and enjoys the sight of her tight, big breasts. Nicole does not defend himself, her breath is harder. He puts his hands on her breasts and slowly begins to massage her.
Nicoles nipples are getting hard immediately. “You have horny thick udders du German fuck pieces” laughs Hakan and knead my girlfriend’s tits. Nicole moans softly.
I can’t believe that she can be treated by this beng. I see how he cleverly kneads her full breasts, her nipples excited.
She breathes heavily, moans softly. My cock has long been rock hard and I’m slowly massaging it through my pants ..
Hakan edited my girlfriend’s tits, he really rolls them through. Nicole moans quietly. He enjoys seeing how she gets hotter.
“You like that bitch something? Your German women are all the same, ”he says with a laugh. Nicole does not disagree, her breath is more difficult.
“Come on whore Kneel, ”he orders and Nicole kneels in front of him. She looks at the bump in his pants, grabs the hem of the pants and pulls them down a little. His big, stiff cock jumps towards her, clapping her face that she was shocked back.
Her eyes widen at this sight “Oh Hakan what kind of huge cock” I hear my little one admiringly say. It comprises the thick shaft and kisses the thick acorn without being asked. Then she circles the glans with her tongue and begins to suck the fat cock.
At this sight I grab my step. My little one kneels in front of this greasy machotype and sucks his big spanking, massaging the thick, long shaft, sucks on the fat glans.
Hakan enjoys this extensive treatment. Nicole rubs the thick glans over her beautiful face, looks up at the Turk, then licking the shaft to his plump eggs that she plays around with her tongue, sucks in her mouth. In doing so, she jerks the big strap that shines from her saliva. “I have always dreamed of such a wonderful cock,” I hear my girlfriend softly whisper.
She sucks and jerks more and more greedy when he suddenly grabs her and pulls her on his feet. He presses Nicole over a washing machine and pulls her slip down, stands behind her, grabs his tail and leads him to her pussy. He rubs his glans on her wet column, Nicole moans horny. “Now you get German hooker a real cock,” he laughs and pushes his fat strap into my little one infinitely slowly.
Nicole moans, bite on the lip “Oh God he is so big”.
I massage my cock through my pants, I just can’t help it. I clearly see how his fat cock penetrates my girlfriend’s wet cunt. The young Turk gives her time getting used to the size, then he slowly begins to fuck Nicole. “You German women are just sluts that need it hard.
What kind of hooker you are, just let yourself be fucked, ”laughs Hakan and hits my little one on the crack. Nicole groans horny, her plump breasts bobbing in the clock of his bumps “Oh you fuck so horny, your fat cock is amazing, make me ready Hakan, please” she groanes.
I’ve never experienced it like this before. Hakan grabs her hip and fucks her faster. It doesn’t take long for it to moan.
Hakan just fucks her on. Ramts her fat cock into the wet pussy and Nicole enjoys being fucked by this greasy machotype. “It is better than with this cocktail?“He asks and hits her back on her ass. “Oh yes, much better” she moans.
In this way, he fucks even harder. Nicole’s horny moan and the smacking noises when the guy rams his giant into my girlfriend, fill the basement room.
Hakan fucks Nicole hard and mercilessly, takes her from one orgasm to the next. In between he pulls his strap out of her wet cunt. His cock shines from her juice.
He rubs him over her ass, it claps when he hits her crunchy ass cheeks. “Please push him back in. Please Hakan, I need your stallion tail in my wet hole.
So I don’t know my little one. With me she never talked that way.
I jerk my cock through my pants and when Haka his giant again pushes into her gaping hole, I sprayed off, feel my hot juice in my pants.
My cock is not limp at all, I am tied up by the scene that is offered. He fucks Nicole hard and quickly, her plump tits bobs horny with the bumps. He keeps hitting her horny cracked butt and she acknowledges it every time with a louder. “Please, Hakan, Spritz, I can no longer” pour it and then the Turk can no longer.
He injects his juice into my girlfriend in several batches. Pumps her wet hole full. Then pulls his cock out of her, he shines with moisture. His juice runs from her pussy on the inside of her thighs.
Exhausted, Nicole remains bent over the washing machine, only slowly comes to breath. Her slim legs still tremble slightly. Hakan grabs his belt. “From now on I no longer want to catch you with a BH and if at all you just pull a string underneath,” he says and gives her a slap on the ass that lets her twitch together.
I no longer wait, sneak out of the basement quickly, don’t want to be caught.
I breathe through the car. What happened there? This machotype fell through my little one with his giant thing and she enjoyed it. And not only you, my cock is still hard.
On this day I can no longer think of anything else, make it myself several times, always with the picture of Nicole and this guy in mind ..
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