An adult stories – Illicit Affair Pt. 15 by DamirOmerbegovic,DamirOmerbegovic Previously: Damir is a man who was born in Bosnia. He completed bachelor’s and master’s degrees in Bosna. He was a member of the swimming team and an amateur photographer and journalist for a local student newspaper. He came to the UK legally as a recipient of the British Council grant. He stayed for three years in Manchester to complete his doctoral degree. There he met another doctoral student, an English woman called Kate. They were very different in many respects, even incompatible, but they were passionately attracted to each other. After three years of wild sex and hard work, they both received PhD, got married, and moved to London. Kate joined a large international tech company, while Damir got a postdoc position at a smaller college at London University. During the last five years, Kate and Damir gradually drifted apart. Now they live together more like friends. The erotic spark in their relationship is no longer present. Kate is against anal sex, and also not very fond of oral sex.
Zahra was born in Iran. Her family moved to the UK when Zahra was 7. She studied in London, where she met her husband Malcolm who works for the same global corporation as Kate. Her husband treats her more like a servant. Moreover, her husband is cheating on her with Damir’s wife Kate. Zahra was a virgin, when she met Malcolm and during her marriage, she never experienced good healthy loving sex. Secretly, she watches female solo clips on the Internet and masturbates. Zahra works as a kindergarten teacher.
Damir was intrigued with Zahra for more than a year. When he finally got a chance to speak with her, he discovered that she might be his ideal partner. Zahra initially asked Damir if he could be her swimming instructor. Damir found a pool suitable for one-on-one swimming sessions and prepared a detailed plan for 30 sessions, starting with the basics of holding streamline and flutter kick. Damir takes Zahra to the swimming shop and helps her choose beginner accessories. Zahra shows him her body in a swimming suit, formally asking for his opinion, but in fact, creates a moment of bond of intimacy.
Starting in Part 2, Zahra and Damir go to the swimming pool on every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday afternoon, without anyone knowing it. Before swimming, they go together for lunch at a Vietnamese restaurant, which is close to both, the kindergarten and the college. After the swimming, they frequent a Chinese restaurant where they serve dumplings.
In Part 3 Zahra and Damir chat via their secret accounts, called Shirin1177 and Farhad1177. Their secret nicknames come from a famous 1177 A.D. Persian poem. During their chats, it turns out that Damir’s wife had an ongoing affair with Zahra’s husband. After that revelation, chats between Shirin1177 and Farhad1177 became a “truth-dare” type of sexting. Zahra and Damir confess they are in love.
Damir decides he wants to live with Zahra on a 24/7 basis, so he asks his friend Senad, an artist who has a studio in the attic of an old building, but now lives in Bosna if he can use it permanently. Damir also initiated the “face the truth” meeting between all four participants and announced his solution, which he calls permanent wife-swap. There will be no official divorce. Kate and Malcolm were to be free to live in both houses, except on Saturday morning, when Zahra and Damir will use Damir’s washing machine for laundry. This agreement is reached in Part 4, after which Kate and Malcolm don’t appear anymore in Illicit Affair Series.
Starting with Part 4, Zahra asks Damir to teach her anal sex. Damir plans to accomplish this task in a similar way to his swimming lessons, who starts with the basics and a based on the small graduate process. His approach to anal sex starts with the phrase “I will wash every inch of you”, with erotic photo sessions in sensual classical lingerie, with “I will kiss every inch of you”. It turns out that Zahra also enjoys gentle spanking on her ass and symbolic cotton rope bondage. When Zahra start to enjoy rimming in various positions, Damir introduced finger penetration, combined with oral stimulation.
In the sequel, two more girls are introduced. Jill is from New Zealand, and since last year works for a large tourist agency in London, while Karolina is a Polish student and antiwar activist. Jill would like to learn how to swim like a pro. She finally managed to convince Damir to let her join his one-on-one swimming course. Karolina works as a student volunteer for an NGO whose offices are in the same building as Zahra’s and Damir’s The Atelier a.k.a. Senad’s studio. Their accidental meetings for now resulted in Zahra and Damir joining one of the antiwar marches as photographers.
The next step in anal sex is accomplished when Damir replaces his finger with a small dildo he names Amor. Damir also uses a mid-sized dildo he calls the Bouncer. Jill encourages them to consider the Cook Islands as their next holiday destination. She also prepares details and a travel itinerary. Damir uses both dildos to simulate a dual penetration, whilst pleasuring Zahra orally until she comes. Zahra is very loud during sex, so several inhabitants of their building know about the passion of their encounters.
Series now progresses in day-by-day fashion. Each part consists of 6 pages in OpenOffice Writer and depicts one to four days, depending on how many interesting events happened to our protagonists in one day. Part 13, for example, covers Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, while Part 14 describes a single Thursday. Part 15 starts on Friday morning and ends on Saturday evening.
Part 15
Friday morning we woke up around 6:00. We were still a little dazed from the memories of making love yesterday. When we went down the stairs after breakfast, Ibrahim just walked in from the NGO offices.
– Is Zahra in?
– She is. I will call her…..
Karolina came into the corridor.
– Are you going to lunch with us this afternoon?
– I can’t today. I’ll be here until late afternoon. They will bring us pizzas for lunch at two o’clock. I would like to go with you on Monday because we have a lot in common. I like talking to you. I will be at college all day on Monday. I will finish around three, which is just right to arrive around 3:30 for lunch.
– Excellent. See you on Monday. Goodbye.
– I wish you successful work. Bye.
– Ciao. Looking forward.
Due to satisfaction with my private life, I was in a good mood all the time at work. It seemed to me that colleagues and students were also looking at me with unusual interest. Maybe they were guessing what could be the cause of my change. I wonder how many guessed correctly: participating in a good sex. Several women, most notably our head of the college library, were almost in the mood for flirting. They nodded at me knowingly, like they could smell a successful horny male.
I almost escaped from unwanted attention to my little office. I needed to talk to Jill.
Damir> Once I saw that you have a tablet. Can you bring it today? I have videos of your swimming. I can bring the memory card and show you my main points, about details in your freestyle and backstroke that could be improved. It would be fine if we could go through them before we start today’s session.
Jill> Thank you very much. I will bring it. See you around five o’clock.
Damir> See you. Just a session plan, for safekeeping.
Session 12
10x push off into a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m flutter kick on the side with snorkel
10 x 25m catchup freestyle with board
10 x 25m single-hand freestyle with snorkel
10 x 25m freestyle with snorkel
10 x 25m flutter kick on the back in a streamlined position
10 x 25m single-hand line pull backstroke
Zahra and I met on the street leading to the Vietnamese restaurant. She rushed into my embrace.
– How are you, my love?
– Every day in every aspect I’m better and better. This is a famous quote from Bosnian literature and cinema.
– So it was okay at work.
– Well, to tell the truth, I felt a little funny. I had a feeling that all, especially women, approached me with an unspoken question, why am I happier than the old me and full of energy?
– My coworkers asked me this four weeks ago. At first, they were guessing my relationship with Malcolm might be improving, but they quickly figured that it must be someone else. I just told them that I’m happy with a new man, who is also an immigrant from the East of Europe. That’s all they need to know.
– My experiences were different. Nobody asked anything, but they all looked at me like I was some exotic barbarian, who had just now miraculously come out of a long depression into a state of great agility.
– It would be catastrophic if, after all our lovemaking, swimming and photography, you would still feel depressed.
– I was never depressed. I was more quiet and almost didn’t speak with people, but no one doubted my ability to step in front of 100 students and deliver a lecture. I wonder if perhaps by now someone saw us or Kate and Malcolm and figured out about our unofficial wife-swap. This is a coffee and cigarettes talk type of story.
At this late hour, there were only three tables occupied in the whole restaurant. We both decided to try their excellent curry.
– So tell me about my mistakes.
– Today we will speak just about one mistake. Both of you have a flutter kick which is too wide. If you want to swim longer distances, and eventually you will, you will be tired too soon with such a kick. We need to make your amplitude smaller and frequency higher. Not much. You should kick, approximately that is, so wide as the distance between your shoulders. You kick about 33% too wide. We will correct this by swimming with a pull buoy. If you kick too wide, the pull buoy will lose contact with your legs and float to the surface of the pool. In short; I will have both of you swimming first 5 drills with additional pieces of equipment and the only important focus point is: to kick and swim 25 meters without losing what I put between your legs.
– Hahaha. Between my legs. By the way, what do you think about titty fuck?
– What should I think about it? Do you want to try it? We can try it in the evening unless you have something else to do. How come that you brought it up right now?
– You said to keep it between the legs, and I got the association of keeping something between my boobs. What else should I keep between my boobs, if not your erected comrade Dick B Hardy?
– Holy Marx and Engels! Thou speaketh truth to the hard power, comrade Zahra.
– What would Marx say today to Rosa Luxembourg?
– Let me fuck you between your boobs?
– Correct answer comrade Karl. Today we will play Rosa and Karl’s game. Karl will present all the hard facts before Rosa to persuade her to join him in the Working People Orgasmic Paradise.
– Okay. Marx will take good care of his female comrade after swimming.
After lunch, we went to the pool. Jill was already there browsing news on her tablet. I handed her the memory card. I showed her footage from the first drill.
– Try to concentrate on the amplitude of your kick. You can kick faster with less individual motion, or you can kick slower but wider. The former style is better if you plan to do any distance swimming, like the competitive 100 m, 200 m, 400 m and 800 m.
– So what should I do?
– Try to watch it again and compare the distance between your shoulders and the wideness of your kick. They should be approximately equal. This can only be learned through some external accessories. Today we will try the pull buoy. We never used it until today. The goal is not to lose it while you kick. Today we will do all drills, except the last one, with the pull buoy. You kick with small amplitude and the buoy will stay anchored between your thighs. Let’s watch also other drills….. You see, the kick is still too wide if you add any type of arm movement. We simply must correct Zahra’s kick and your kick at this stage, or you will never reach your true potential.
– I trust you. I will kick with the buoy if you say so.
The session went well, just like all the previous ones. We didn’t even speak about it, it became self-understandable that we went together to showers, changing rooms, hair drying and Chinese dinner. In the restaurant, I told to them how I went from Yugoslavia to China on a Trans-Siberian railway. Yugoslavia was a socialist state and its citizens were allowed to travel all around China.
We arrived at the atelier later than usual. Nevertheless, we were eager to try Zahra’s initiative. We went to the bathroom to wash our teeth. We stripped each other naked. I put on a T-shirt with a portrait of Karl Marx, and Zahra put on a T-shirt with a portrait of Rosa Luxemburg. I sat down on the chair next to the work table, and Zahra sat down on my lap. We started kissing. Her lips were soft and luscious. I ran my right index finger over them and she opened her mouth and began to suck it. I added a middle finger, and Zahra started to imitate a deep throat fellatio on them.
I felt her wetness on my leg. I dipped my fingers into her pussy and rubbed it, then ran my fingers over her lips again. Zahra understood what I wanted without words. She slowly and thoroughly sucked and licked her own juice off my fingers. I dipped them again and again and again, and each time I let her lick them clean. She was aroused but still far from orgasm, so I got another idea.
– Go get a pillow…. Walk slowly. I want to see your beauty. You look lovely when you walk. You have the most perfect bottom that I can imagine. Bring the pillow here and put it on the floor in front of me….. Not like this. Put it on your head and hold it with both hands, like those African women going to the market….. Your boobs look fantastic in this pose. Wait for me and keep walking around the studio. I will just take my camera.
– I believe you, Karl, when you say I’m beautiful, because I can see that your Das Kapital really is a capital specimen.
– I have an additional idea. Put on your T-shirt again….. Now pick up the pillow and walk around in circles.
I took plenty of pictures, figures, torso and details, from various angles and heights in a matter of 10 minutes.
– Take the shirt off.
– Do you still want me to walk around?
– Yes, please.
Her naked boobs were lovely shaped, not very big, but still real feminine curvy breasts. She walked naked and I diligently pressed the trigger.
– You are so hard and big. I’m so flattered by all the ways you tell me that I’m your love. It feels as if the past months have been the only months worth remembering.
– Less talk and more walking. I’m almost done, my Sweet Shirin1177.
I finished our photo session and put the camera on the desk. I grabbed my cock and tugged it several times.
– Come here Rosa with lovely boobs. Come here and study my Das Kapital.
– Should I start with the basics or dive right into the last chapter?
– Always start with the basics.
Zahra brought the pillow and put it on the floor between my legs. She picked up her Rosa shirt and put it back on. She took hold of my throbbing erection with both hands and started to lick its cone like she was holding an ice cream. Next, she put her right hand on the top of the shaft and started to lick first my balls, then the base of my shaft. Neither of us was in a hurry.
– Rub your pussy while you suck me.
Zahra complied. She held my shaft with her right hand, whilst sucking the head and masturbating with her left hand.
– Be careful Rosa, or Das Kapital will reveal its essence prematurely.
– Don’t worry Karl, I’m prepared for anything the future might bring us.
– Holy me and Engels, girl! You should lecture cock sucking in some college.
– So, I’m good at sex?
– Not good, excellent.
– Wait here Karl, don’t move.
Rosa Luxemburg walked her lovely torso curves in front of me once more. She went to fetch a lubricant. When she knelt between my legs, she opened the bottle and squeezed a liberal amount on my cock. She used her fingers to spread the lube evenly. She lifted the front of her shirt above her head and let it stay wrapped around her shoulders. With her hands, she cupped her boobs and lean in front, so that my lubricated shaft touched her boobs.
– Help me, please.
– Like that?
– Yes.
I took my matter in my hand and led it in the split between her boobs. I supported the base of my cock with my right hand, as she slid her boobs up and down my shaft. The feeling was fantastic.
No woman has done it to me before and I never bother to ask for it, even though I knew about titty fuck, as a possible prophylactic method, existence from like since forever. My athletic zero-fat Kate was too skinny and her breasts too small for such an activity anyway.
Zahra learned things very quickly. She understood the benefit of edging when she was on the receiving end, so she was able to turn the tables on me. She massaged my cock with her boobs, then stopped for long seconds of anticipation, then started to suck it. When I was close to coming in her mouth, she let go and resumed her slippery massage. Suddenly she stood up.
– Let’s go on the mattress, Karl.
– Whatever you say, Rosa.
– I will lie on the bed.
– Okay.
– I will hold my boobs together.
– Also okay.
– You will kneel above my belly.
– Totally okay.
– You will fuck my boobs.
– Super fun.
– You will come all over my face.
– Nirvana.
I picked up the bottle of lube and followed Zahra to the mattress. I smeared the slippery matter between her breasts and led my cock into this opening. I started to move back and forth as if I would fucked her pussy. Zahra bent her neck and lifted her head to watch my throbbing cock moving near them. She opened her mouth widely in an obvious expectation of my cum. I didn’t want to hold back so I was ready in less than five minutes.
I groaned and started to spurt. Some of it hit her mouth, but the majority missed and covered her lovely face with a thick white liquid.
– This was a wonderful experience. I haven’t told you before, but this is the first titty fuck in my life. I guess it’s your first too? Or not?
– Of course, it’s my first. Malcolm would never cum on my face. He is a boring type of gentleman, not the pervert one.
– Am I a pervert then?
– Luckily for me, you are. I keep learning from you daily.
– Okay, so we will go back to our anal sex course. Wait for me here.
I went to the closet and took Bouncer and Amor. I also picked all four pillows in the studio.
– Lift your hips.
– Like that?
– Yes, just like that. Higher please, I will put all of them under you for support.
I sat down between her lifted legs. Her pussy and rosebud were almost directly in front of my face. I took the Bouncer and slowly put it in, about halfway. I lubed the Amor and slowly planted it in her ass. Her face, coated with my sperm, was almost directly below her hips, so she could see what I was doing. I put my right hand on the bases of Amor and Bouncer and carefully pushed my palm downwards. Zahra moaned when both of her little friends simultaneously advanced inside her love tunnels.