Sadiq smirked and wrapped his arm around my shoulders, bringing me down, I was a little worried for a second, but then I found myself moaning as he massaged me with scented oils in the manor's own hammam, something like a large steam bath that I didn't even know they had, dressed only in a peshtamal which covered my lower half. The steam inside the hammam made me a little lightheaded but it was warm and everything warm was glorious to me. He told me he had learned those techniques from their previous masseur, when their father was alive.
"Is there something you can't do?"
I asked breathlessly as he continued to massage me gently, making me inebriated with the delicious scent of the oil he was using. He chuckled, which sounded like music to my ears and I felt his hand on my shoulder blade moving to the small of my back and to the knot in my peshtamal, undoing it and opening it, revealing my plump backside. I looked over my shoulders with a coy smile.
"I don't think we should do this here, your sister might come in"
Sadiq began to massage my backside with that wonderful oil as he answered me, not ever taking his eyes off my body.
"I don't think so. Women are not allowed in the hammam... well, she is because we live here, but not when I'm in it"
I hummed my response and decided to let myself loose for Sadiq and suddenly I felt weight over my back as he climbed onto me. I looked again over my shoulder with an amused smile on my face and when I was about to ask him what was he planning on doing, I saw how he discarded his peshtamal on the tile floor and rubbed his erected member against my backside, making me moan.
"Oh, Sadiq... put it in me"
Sadiq chuckled as he coated his member with Vaseline I didn't know where he had taken from.
"Eager, aren't we?"
I giggled and then gasped as I felt his Vaseline-coated member entering my backside slowly, a burning pain spreading throughout my body. I clenched my eyes shut but then the pain disappeared and was replaced with pure pleasure as Sadiq pressed on that spot that made me see stars. I began moaning louder and louder as he continued to pound into me hard and fast, grunting and making delicious sounds that aroused me even more.
"You like that, little Vanya?"
Sadiq asked with a breathless voice and I could sense the smirk on his face. My loud moan was enough answer for him as he continued to pound into me, making me rock back and forth, unknowingly grinding my own trapped erection. Suddenly, Sadiq's thrusts became more erratic and I realised he was close. He then released inside of me with a low grunt and I released all over my tummy with a high-pitched moan which I didn't even knew I could do.
When we finally came out of our height, Sadiq stepped down and kissed me in the lips roughly, giving me a slap on my abused backside before leaving to get some water from Heracles, after wrapping his lower half in the peshtamal. I sat up straight and collected my essence with my fingertip, bringing it into my mouth and moaning at the taste, suddenly I heard the sound of bare feet against the tile floors and I looked up, expecting to see Sadiq but instead surprising myself as I saw Ayşe entering the hammam wearing only a peshtamal around her body, which only reached her upper thighs, exposing her long, elegant tanned legs. I gasped and covered myself, a prominent blush tinting my face and my upper torso.
"A-Ayşe... what are you doing here? Isn't Sadiq...?"
She hushed me and put her slender finger over my soft lips, approaching me dangerously. She had a smirk on her face and with her other hand was toying with her hair, which was not neatly arranged as it had been ever since I had first walked into the house. She looked so... sensual.
"Don't worry about him"
She traced her fingertip down my chin, touring the exposed and blushing skin of my sensitive neck, making me shiver and bite back a moan. She whispered in my ear.
"Don't hold back... Menekşe"
She said my name – well, that was not my name but for the sake of the story it was – so sensually in a low and warm voice that my member twitched, and she seemed to notice as she pulled away from me and dropped her peshtamal, allowing me a good view of her naked body. My eyes widened and my blush darkened as I had never seen a woman naked in my entire life. Her caramel skin looked soft and tender, and her breasts were perfectly rounded. I don't know how else to describe her.
I was unable to stop her from doing what she did next. Ayşe kneeled on the floor and uncovered my lower half, pulling my member into her mouth and looking up at me with those warm brown eyes. I couldn't stop looking at her and suddenly I felt something I had never felt before as my member slid in and out of her mouth. I felt it to be one of the most disgusting things ever, but no wonder did the General like it when I did it to him.
It was mesmerizing the way my pale member slid inside and outside of Ayşe's moist caramel mouth, I felt hypnotized. I couldn't think at that moment, but then I found myself wondering, what the hell did this woman want with me? But, of course, that was obvious now that she was kneeling between my thighs.
I threw my head back as I moaned and released inside of her mouth, making her swallow everything, until the last drop. She got up, and I noticed that my erection hadn't subsided as she kissed me in the lips passionately, I could taste myself in her mouth and that made me even more aroused.
"I could give you the world, dancer boy. Think about that"
She wrapped herself around her peshtamal once again and walked away, with a slight sway of her hips. I swallowed and looked around for an answer of what the hell had just happened when Sadiq came in. Apparently, he hadn't seen his sister coming out of the same hammam his lover was in, wearing only a towel and with a satisfied smirk on her face, because he was still smiling, but I was so aroused at that moment that I couldn't think of anything other than throwing Sadiq to the floor and, without caring about the pain, impaling myself on his member... which I did, surprising both him and myself.
"Oh, Vanya... what the...?!"
My moans shut him up. I couldn't think straight and I didn't think I would ever be able to. What had happened had been the weirdest thing in my entire life since my sister had confessed she loved me.
At that moment I thought I was dealing with another Natasha, and I wasn't ready to deal with that at that moment.