An adult stories – Illicit Affair Pt. 11 by DamirOmerbegovic,DamirOmerbegovic When we woke up in the morning, there was no sun, but at least it wasn’t raining. After breakfast we went to work. I was tempted to write to Zahra several times, but each time I held back. Hours dragged slowly, but three o’clock finally arrived. I rushed to the Vietnamese restaurant, meeting Zahra at the entrance.
– How was your day?
– Fine so far. Yours?
– I couldn’t wait for the workday to be over. I thought about you all the time. What were you doing today?
– We painted various animals with watercolors.
– Nice. Okay, let’s go in.
Lunch was good as always. During lunch, we chatted about this and that, before I asked Zahra what had been bothering me all morning.
– Zahra, have you ever used toys in your sex life?
– No. Have you?
– No, not yet. I like the idea of us trying something completely different. I browsed the instructions on the manufacturer’s website and watched several videos on the Internet.
– What material is this toy made of? Plastic?
– No, silicone. Apparently from a high-quality one. Body safe and water resistant. It can be washed and disinfected. It can be used vaginally or anally, but not in the same session unless you cover it with a condom.
– I trust you will do it properly.
After lunch, we went back to Atelier. When we got back, we took a shower, then we put the mattress on the floor and covered it with a sheet. I took the little Amor out of the drawer and placed him within arm’s reach. Zahra put on a set of red lingerie and joined me on the mattress.
– We are in no hurry. Can I take a few photos of you?
– As long as you remained naked.
– Okay, wait for me.
I went to the working desk to pick up my camera. In the meanwhile, Zahra started to play with Amor, as if she was a saleswoman trying to persuade a customer to buy it. I took several pictures of her figure and several closeups of her smiling face, while she was kissing Amor’s tip, putting him between her boobs and on her panties. She even went so far as to take off her panties and slowly push Amor inside her pussy while I turned on the burst mode on my camera. I decided not to stop taking photos of her and so we ended up photographing a real masturbation session. Zahra was a real talent for a photo model. The way she flirted with the camera, without being told what to do, was just natural, her boldness arousing for both of us.
I could capture her facial expressions during the purring phase, during the moaning phase, and during her loud orgasm. She didn’t reach the pinnacle of pleasure by solely using Amor, before the grand finale, she started rubbing her clit with two right-hand’s digits. Without previewing the pictures I knew, that some of them would be wonderfully sensual.
– Wow. You are something else, Zahra khanum. What a performance.
– Did you really take the pictures of me or just pretend to?
– I did it for real. I must download them right now and protect them with a password. We really don’t want someone to find them by accident. Can you wait that long?
– Sure. Show me how I look through the lens of your camera.
She put panties back on and joined me at the desk. I downloaded photos, deleted the camera’s memory card, and started to watch them with a slide show editor. Zahra sat on my lap. She was blushing, as if erotic photography was a sort of sin, but she didn’t stop the editor from showing one daring photo after another. We watched the full show, which took us almost one hour.
– You can deduce from these pictures that the photographer is in love with the model.
– Elementary my dear Zahra! You can also deduce the opposite. The model must be in love with the photographer, or she would never reveal so much of her intimacy to his camera. Once on a rainy day, we will select the best pictures and form some sort of Best of Zahra archive.
– Let’s eat something for dinner. I can make pancakes if you agree.
– Pancakes with marmalade sounds fine to me.
I watched Zahra dancing all over the kitchen. Her pancakes were good. After dinner, I helped her wash the dishes.
– Are you ready for your next lesson?
– Yes. What should I do?
– First, wash Amor with hot water and soap, then bring it to me. Also, go and fetch the lubricant. Next, remove your clothes and lie on the mattress. On your belly.
She did what I told her to do. I lay next to her and started our “I will kiss every inch of you” routine. I started at her feet and proceeded to her heels, calves, inner part of the knee, and her thighs. I started the second round of kisses with her neck, then her shoulder blades, then down the spine to the small of her back, and then all over her buttocks. When she started to be more vocal, I spat on her rosebud and proceeded to kiss the surrounding area. When I sensed she was ready I penetrated her with the tip of my tongue. I checked the wetness of her with my fingers. She was so excited that I decided to lubricate her rosebud with her juices.
I put my pinky inside her soaked pussy. After I pulled it out, I used it to slowly penetrate her anal cavity. She started to moan for real. I let my pinky inside her ass for a minute or so, then slowly pulled it out, only to immediately entered her tender opening once again. After that I penetrated her a couple of times with my index finger, followed by the middle one.
– Are you okay?
– Yes.
– All pleasure, no pain?
– All pleasure, no pain.
It was a time to test my abstract method in practice. I covered Amor thoroughly with the lube and poured some of it on Zahra’s rectal area. I clenched the index finger and the middle finger together and pressed on her slightly gaping rosebud. Tips of the fingers slid in easily, so I hoped the next step would go well. I took the base of the dildo and slowly pushed against her flesh. Its head penetrated her, for an inch or so, easily. I slowly withdrew it again, put some more lube into her gaping asshole, the wetter the better, then proceeded to penetrate her for two inches. Slowly was the name of the game. I continued with slow smooth thrusts for a couple of minutes.
– Can I go deeper?
– Yes.
I squeezed more lubricant, inside her gap and proceeded. I slowly pushed Amor’s full length inside Zahra’s ass and left it there. I spanked her buttocks until they blushed and kissed them. I took a cushion and put it below her waist, to facilitate the penetration. I guided the tip of my cock to her moist pussy. When I pushed forward with my hips, the cock slid in easily. I lay down on her back, kissing her neck. I could feel Amor on the other side thin wall. Zahra moaned even louder because of this double penetration. I increased the pace of my thrusts. As I moved forward, I pressed Amor’s base with my pelvis, so Zahra felt like two cocks were fucking her at a synchronized pace. As her moans became even louder, I withdrew.
– No, no… Keep fucking me.
– I will just turn around.
– How?
– Rotate on your back.
She complied with my wish. I went down and started to kiss her clit while I took hold of Amor’s base and start fucking her by pulling it out, then pressing it back in. Her moans soon told me that she was close to orgasm. I pushed Amor fully inside Zahra’s ass, lay on top of her, started kissing her mouth, and fucked her with my cock. My pelvis rubbed against her clitoris. This combined pleasuring of all three body openings finally brought her over the top. Her pulsating pussy walls were massaging my erection and I felt I was also very close. I withdrew from Zahra and rubbed my dick twice. With a groan, I spurted my seeds on her boobs and stomach. I collapsed down next to Zahra, stroked her hair, and kissed her on the mouth.
– You are my love. You know that, don’t you?
– I know. And you are mine. Do you know that, Damir Agha?
– I know Zahra Khanum.
– What should we do next?
– Take a shower and sleep.
On Wednesday we woke up early. After breakfast, we went to the tube station together, each carrying a swimming bag. After work, we met at the Vietnamese restaurant and went swimming. I typed the session plan in a mail to Jill and as a mail from Farhad1177 to Shirin1177.
Session 8
10x push off into a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m flutter kick with board and snorkel
10 x 25m freestyle catchup with snorkel and board
10 x 25m freestyle catchup with snorkel
10 x 25m flutter kick on the back in bullet position
10 x 25m single-hand line pull backstroke
Jill was sitting on the bench reading a magazine. When she saw us, she smiled.
– Are you ready Jill?
– As ready as ever.
– We all know our routine, I guess. Three sets of freestyle, and two sets of backstroke.
Their practice went well and after it was finished, I swam an additional 10 sets of 4×25 meters medley. When I finished, I saw Zahra and Jill talking on the bench like they were best friends.
– Have the two of you already been to showers?
– Yes.
– Okay, I will go there as well. We can meet at the hair dryers.
After showering, I joined them. As always, I blow-dried mine and Zahra’s hair. Jill dried her hair quicker than me. When we exited the building, we went together towards the Chinese bistro without even discussing it. We were becoming friends. When we waited for our dumplings, we resumed the Monday conversation.
– I was thinking about what you said about the Czech Republic. I’m thinking of where to go for summer holidays. Perhaps the Czech Republic is the answer. Do you think Damir that I would like it there?
– I’m not sure Jill. Czech is a Slavic language, so it’s close to Bosnian. I have been there many times, so I can speak fluently enough to talk to local people, read the newspapers or books, watch the theatre or cinema, and understand the lyrics of their music. Without all that, you may not like it.
– Thanks. Will you take Zahra on holiday there this summer?
– We might. What do you think my lovely?
– Whatever you want. As long as we’re together, I don’t care where we go.
– If you decide to go to the Cook Islands, let me know. I can help you with tickets and reservations. I know a lot of locals there. I know several decent and reliable persons, who offer their B&B services.
– Thanks, Jill. This is definitely something to talk about with Zahra. If we must choose between Bosna and Iran, the Cook Islands can be the correct choice. Can we help you with something Jill?
– Unless you take me to the Czech Republic, then probably not.
– Zahra, what do you think? About you, me and Jill going together for some summer festival in Middle Europe.
– I haven’t thought about it yet. Perhaps this is a good idea. We could swim and eat together, but sleep in two separate rooms.
– We could go to Ostrava. They have good public swimming pools and a big summer festival. I will send you links Jill.
– Okay. How should we travel there?
– Flight to Prague and rent a car from there on.
– I might like that. Let’s go. I will check the discount tickets from London to Prague if you are serious.
– What do you say, Zahra? Are we serious?
– Yes. We will probably have fun. Let’s go.
– I will reserve rooms after Jill finds us tickets for mid-July next year.
– Deal.
We chatted about various topics concerning swimming, the political situation, and ongoing wars. Jill was also reading The Guardian, but she was more liberal than socialist, so we disagreed on several issues. I wanted Corbyn back in charge of the Labour Party and Zahra agrees with me. Jill however thinks that Jeremy is a grumpy old man. She was very enthusiastic about #metoo and likes to mention the expression “toxic masculinity” far too much for my taste.
There are millions of women in the global South who are facing much more pressing issues, say a war or a famine, than a stupid joke and an unwanted advance. Jill and I, we could never really like each other. Zahra and Jill got along better. Their common hobby was painting, so they talked about it while I listened. They even exchanged phone numbers. We returned to our place late in the evening, so we went straight to bed.
Thursday morning was sunny. We left our building passing by several tenants, including Karolina.
– Hello. Dzień dobry. Lovebirds are leaving the nest. Are you going to work?
– Yes. I work in a kindergarten. Damir works at a college.
– You are also swimmers, people say. Correct or not?
– Actually, Damir is the real swimmer here. I’m only learning to swim under his supervision.
– I would also like to learn how to swim properly. I’m busy right now but perhaps we can go together after midterm exams.
– We might, sure. I will coach you on how to swim a good freestyle. Once this is completed, you will decide if you want to proceed to the other three styles. Take care. See you around. Perhaps we will join one of your marches.
– You are most welcome. See you.
Zahra and I walked towards the tube station. My naughty girlfriend remarked mischievously that my herd of women was expanding and expanding.
– With your help, my lovely, with your help.
– I love that all the other girls want you. I am proud that the most desirable male among all the beautiful females chose me.
– Not correct. There are only two females, which is a light year short of all females.
– I can see how you attract female attention everywhere we go.
– You don’t know what they are thinking when they watch us together.
– They think, can I have what she’s having?
– You sure know how to caress my ego.
– Thanks. Does it make your ego hard and big?
– Almost. If you show me your boobs, it will be even harder and bigger.
– And then what? You will wash me, tie me, spank me, dildoing me, lick me, and fuck me?
– Well, yes, how did you know?
– You are a predictable Bosnian. I will write it down on a piece of paper, in case you forget.
The train was full, so Zahra snuggled up to me. I held on to the handle with the right hand and hugged Zahra with the other. When we exited the tube, the sun was already up. We said goodbye and went to our jobs. We met again at 15:30 in front of the Vietnamese restaurant. After lunch, we went to the park for a brief walk.
– So today you want me to do everything there is to be done to a good girl.
– If I say yes, will you believe me?
– I will believe your passionate moaning.
– Truth. Am I too loud during sex?
– I don’t care. As an isolated fact, I adore you being vocal. Your pleasure is my arousal. As far as neighbors are concerned, I don’t care what they think of us. Perhaps Karolina secretly admires you and your sexual awakening. A lot of girls in those NGOs look like they dream about good pounding.
– Will you really teach Karolina how to swim?
– I can’t teach three girls simultaneously. At least I think not. During the holidays I could probably teach two sessions, one with you, and one with Jill and Karolina. You are first, and swimming is second.
When we arrived home it was already dusk. I started pouring water into the tub. Zahra joined me and started undressing. I looked at her until she was nude. She approached me and I hugged her.
– You look lovely.
– Will you wash me?
– I will. I will also help you to clean yourself inside.
– An enema?
– Yes. I bought an enema showerhead. You will enjoy it more if you feel clean. This is a part of anal sex.
I went to the drawer and brought the enema head and attached it to the shower tube. I undressed and we stepped into the water. I started to wash every inch of Zahra’s body. When I finished, I told her to go on all fours. I put liquid soap on her rosebud and slowly slid 2 inches of the head inside her anal canal. I turned the water on, with a weak jet. After a few minutes, I turned the water off. Zahra stood up and went to the toilet, while I washed myself. When Zahra finished defecating, she went to wash her crotch once more. We walked into the room and set up the mattress. I went to bring the ropes, flogger, camera, lubricant, and Amor.
Zahra lay down on her back. I tied her ankles to her wrists with a rope. I put a pillow under her bottom and lifted it. She was open and vulnerable, but her facial expression was totally relaxed. I picked up the camera and started to take photos of her figure from various angles. I even knelt between Zahra’s lifted legs, licking her pussy and clit, then took a closeup of her crotch with her face in the blurred background. She was biting her lower lip, to prevent the moaning. I put my camera down and grabbed the flogger. I started to tease her neck, boobs, stomach, inner thighs and pussy. I hit her lightly across her boobs a couple of times, then licked her pussy again and put the flogger with a handle on her stomach and suede tails between her legs. I picked up the camera again and took a few photos of her.
– Do you want more flogging?
– Yes.
I proceeded to lightly hit her inner thighs and buttocks, then caressed her clit with circular motions of the flogger. Zahra responded with muffled moans. I dropped the flogger and started to kiss her rosebud. I probed her little opening with my tongue. She put her hands on my head as if she were afraid that I might stop. When I almost brought her to orgasm, I lifted my head. I poured a liberal amount of lube on her rosebud, started to massage the area around it, and slowly penetrated her with my middle finger.
Zahra was already open and receptive, so I slid my digit in and out of her several times. She moaned loudly, so I decided it was time for dildoing. Amor’s head entered Zahra with ease. I added more lube to it and continued the push until its full length went inside. I took hold of my penis and guided its head to Zahra’s pussy. Her welcoming wetness enabled me to slide in without opposition. I could feel the Amor’s base on my balls.
Zahra loved this sort of double penetration. She clenched my chest with her legs, as I fucked her slowly. I placed my left index finger on her lips and began to slide over them. Zahra opened her mouth and started sucking my finger. I didn’t stop my thrusts, and soon she was moaning without restraint. I entered the second digit in her mouth. She was sucking them and they became well-lubricated with her saliva. I pulled them out and placed my hand between our bodies. As I started to rub her clit with my wet fingers, she started following my thrusts with her crotch. We kissed in a frenzy while our bodies pressed against each other in the wildest rhythm so far. Zahra came and screamed, upon which I pulled out my dick and jerked it off in a matter of seconds. Zahra’s body was covered with my cum.
It took us ten minutes to recover.
– Next time you must allow me to finish you off.
– I have also thought of that, but I was too excited to wait for you. Next time I promise I will let you do it.
I untied her ropes and lay down by her side. She traced her boobs and stomach, smearing my cum all over her. I kissed her tenderly.
– You are my love.
– And you are mine.
– Let’s go take a shower.
After a shower, we went straight to bed.
– Just one more working day.
– What should we do for the weekend, besides doing the laundry in Kate’s house?
– I haven’t thought about it yet. The weather forecast is relatively good, so we can take our cameras and take some pictures. We must still make a selection of our previous photo session. I don’t have much to do tomorrow at college, so I can spend an hour or two working on it.
– Okay. Nighty night.
– Sleep well.
The next morning after breakfast, we went out and almost bumped into Karolina.
– What are you guys doing there upstairs?
– What do you mean?
– We were working to prepare the tomorrow’s march, so we were here yesterday working late. Is your sex life really that good?
Zahra blushed and hugged me.
– Yes, Karolina. Making love to Zahra is simply that good.
– Good for you, Zahra. Lucky girl.
– So you can hear us downstairs?
– Yes. I don’t mind at all. As I said, Zahra is one lucky girl.
– Sounds almost like you envy her.
– Sure I envy her. My boyfriend could never make me scream from pleasure. Well, whatever. See you and hear you soon. – )
– We might come to the march tomorrow. I would have to call my wife first if we can postpone our laundry until lunch.
After Zahra and I parted, I called Kate and asked her if tomorrow afternoon was fine with her and Malcolm. She said yes, and we ended that brief call by wishing each other well. At work, I had to supervise a written examination. At noon it was ended, so I had two hours to pick the best pictures among a sea of photos in our archive. My camera is capable of taking 10 photos within one second, so I ended up with a few thousand JPEG files, most of them to be deleted. I locked my door, to avoid unwanted witnesses of Zahra’s intimate moments. Some of the images were quite good, so the process of elimination between the abundance of similar photos went faster than I anticipated. In the end, I selected about 5 dozen pictures for further editing and deleted the others. I also sent the session plan to Jill.
Session 9
10x push off into a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m flutter kick with board and snorkel
10 x 25m single-hand freestyle with snorkel
10 x 25m freestyle with snorkel
10 x 25m flutter kick on the back in bullet position
10 x 25m single-hand line pull backstroke
At 15:30 I arrived at our usual restaurant. Zahra was already there. She was chatting with two girls from the staff. We were becoming one of the few regular guests here, so they wanted to keep us satisfied. Their food was so good, that we never even contemplated changing our lunch routine.
– Salaam Zahra khanum.
– You are in a good mode, I see.
– Sure. Last working day, looking forward that we have 60 hours to spend them in any way we want to.
– Are we going to the antiwar march on Saturday?
– Yes. We should not enclose ourselves too tight in our bubble. There is nothing bad if we have some friends, as long as they don’t attempt to divide us. My life with Kate, whilst we were in London, was a divided life. Separate friends, separate hobbies, separate music, separate politics. In the end, there is nothing worth preserving. I don’t want something similar to happen between you and me.
After lunch, we went to the poll. Zahra called Jill to let her know, when will we be at the pool. For once, we were earlier than Jill, so I started alone with 200 meters of warm-up, followed by an 8 x 100 meters medley. When I finished, Zahra and Jill were ready and chatted about their work day.
– Now it’s all about you ladies.
– How are we going to do it?
– First, we have 3 sets of freestyle. You will go first. When you finish one length, you wait for Zahra, who will start 10 seconds after you. Okay?
– Yes.
– Aha.
– I will be on the left side of the lane trying to monitor your drill execution. After each wall, we will talk briefly about your progress and the correct thought pattern. At the backstroke drill, I will swim first, so that I can catch you before you hit the wall.
Catching Jill at the backstroke drill without making the unwanted impression of sexual advance was a tricky one, so tried to catch her with my arm extended, so that the only contact involved only palm of my hand in Jill’s head. To make things even, I allowed Jill to catch Zahra. After practice was over, we went through the usual routine, again ending it by having dinner together. Zahra and Jill were chatting about the Cook Islands, how to go there, what to do, and why. I wondered if this will be our next holiday destination.
We parted at the tube station since we were heading in the opposite directions. Zahra and I arrived home at nine o’clock,. There was a piece of paper in Senad’s mailbox. I picked it up. The message was “Meet me here at 8:30, Karolina.” We brushed our teeth and went to the bed.
– Shall we go?
– Yes. I think it’s the correct thing to do. My life is now too busy fom me to become an activist, but I want to give them at least some moral support.
– I will set up the alarm clock on my phone. About 7:00 is fine?
– Yes. I want to have a good breakfast before we take off. Sleep well, my lovely Sweet.
– You too.