Illicit Affair Pt. 20
Explanation. Damir, Bosnian, and Zahra, Persian, are married, but not to each other. They temporarily live in the studio of Bosnian artist Senad, who is away. Damir teaches Zahra to swim and have anal sex. He uses two dildos. The smaller one, called Amor, is for anal penetration. The larger one, with three internal steel balls, called Bouncer, is for vaginal penetration. He also occasionally uses a soft suede flogger and cotton shibari ropes. Each part in this series describes the events of one or two days of the week. Part 20 describes Friday and Saturday, while part 21 describes Sunday. Karolina is a Polish student, who works for an NGO which is in the same building as Senad's studio. Jill is from New Zealand and works for a large travel agency. She is Zahra and Damir's swimming partner. Sekou and Ibrahim volunteer for the same NGO as Karolina. Adam, Agniezska, Jacek, Grzegorz and Zuzanna are Polish students from the same college as Karolina. Damir works as a lecturer in the same college, but none of the six Poles are his students.
Illicit Affair - Part 20
Friday was a rainy day. I had planned to finish the materials that I had been writing for a good month. I managed it before noon, so I was happy when Karolina arrived soon after that. We went to a cafeteria. We met Jacek and Grzegorz, bending over some papers with sketches of colourful designs.
- Hello, boys. Can we join you?
- Of course.
- What are you designing?
- We are doing a homework project on symmetrical designs in the plane for one of our courses.
- I don't want to disturb you if you're working.
- No problem. A little break won't hurt us. Please sit down.
When the waitress came to our table, I ordered two cappuccinos and resumed talking to Jacek and Grzegorz about their home project.
- So you need to construct all 17 types of symmetric wallpaper?
- Yes. Moreover, we have to review the free software and explain special points of the design, such as the centers of rotational symmetries.
- It seems that you are doing well. Concerning the amount of the material you have collected.
- Yes, we are near the end. We plan to complete it this weekend so that we can submit it on Monday morning.
- Nice. I hope all your efforts will be rewarded.
Karolina took a sip of coffee and looked at me.
- Did I ever tell you that your compatriot Krzysztof Kieślowski is my favorite European film director?
- Maybe. I don't know.
- His Decalogue is for me as close to cinematic perfection as possible. If you take one scene out, the movie is ruined. There is no redundancy in his work. In most modern cinematography, one could cut a lot of scenes, with the movie's message intact. Kieślowski is capable of telling a deep story in a completely realistic way. He does not need to use some artsy parable "I'm so profound" scenes. I also really like his colour trilogy, especially colour red. The Three Colour Red is perhaps the best full-length movie in the history of cinema.
- I also like Kieślowski. He was kind of unique and incomparable with others as if he was a philosopher, engineer and filmmaker at the same time. I like his movies even more that Polanski's.
- I have DVDs at my wife's house.
Jacek jumped in.
- Your wife has a house, but you live with another woman, which we met at Southbank?
- Precisely.
- And you keep things in your wife's house?
- Some of them. A lot of what's in the house is a joint property, for example, a washing machine and DVD and CD collection. I use the washing machine once a week.
- And she is there waiting for you?
- No, she is with her lover.
- So your wife has a lover and you have a lover and you are still friends?
- In a manner of speaking, yes. We are officially not divorced, so my mail still arrives at Kate's address. I pick it up every Saturday.
Karolina smiled at Jacek and Grzegorz's confusion.
- So tomorrow after lunch you and Zahra will go to your wife's house to do your laundry, right?
- Yes. It may sound confusing, but this is our life. Perhaps someday we will have to divorce officially, but for now, we are quite happy with our arrangement.
- Karolina said that the two of you are quite shameless in bed.
- Shout the fuck up, you imbecile! Nobody asked you to speak about what you don't understand!
- Don't pretend that I am lying!
- Please be adults. Karolina, I don't care if you told others the truth. Truth is a big burden if you cannot share it with your closest friends. Yes, Grzegorz, Zahra and I can be a little loud, and our building has quite thin walls and doors. Sounds from the attic can be heard on the second floor, perhaps even on the first. We have two alternatives: live our life and not care about other people's opinions, or stop having sex altogether, apart from an occasional visit to some hotel, where rooms are paid on an hourly base. The third alternative, renting a whole house, is financially impossible for us. By the way, you three all live on a student campus. I would imagine the walls there are also not very thick. Are you sure that nobody hears you when you fuck?
- Of course, nobody hears them, because they don't fuck, which holds for me as well. I'm sorry I told them about it but what's done is done. They are jealous, that you have a woman because they haven't. I'm also not worried about someone hearing me because I have precisely zero sex.
- Our conversation just took a wrong turn. Will you come to the protest Karolina organizes tomorrow?
- I will.
- I won't. I will go out with a girl, unless you change the date of the march.
- I can't do that. The event will be next Saturday. If I want to persuade trade unions that we are serious, we cannot change the date of the event a week before it was scheduled. I want to remain a credible partner in this new alliance.
- You can bring her with you to our march. Zahra will also come with me.
- No, no. We want to be alone, to go out on a date, not to protest the war in Iraq or the occupation of Palestine.
- She's Polish?
- Grzegorz, don't interrogate him. I don't want to collect information about this girl of yours.
- She's French. She's here on a student visa, as we all are. I mean apart from you dr. Omerbegović.
- I understand how you feel. Have a good day with your French mademoiselle. You will join us on another occasion.
- But where did you meet her?
- Grzegorz!
- I met her last week at the gallery. She's attending a different college from us, Saint Mary's. If we start to date for real, I will introduce her to you all.
- Fair enough.
When we exited the cafeteria, Karolina started to apologize.
- I'm so sorry for what happened. I feel really bad about it. After my Polish mates, I took care not to mention a word to anyone, but it seems beans are spilled.
- Don't worry. I will not tell Zahra about this. I really couldn't care less. Unless we stop fucking, people are going to hear it one way or another.
- Maybe I should tell Zahra myself and apologize. If she founds out from Adam, Jacek or Grzegorz, I would feel like a pile of shit.
- As you wish. I will not interfere with your decision.
We parted and I returned to my office. The next thing was writing to Jill.
Damir> If you will come today afternoon, this is the session plan.
Session 15
10x push off into a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m freestyle with snorkel
10 x 25m backstroke kick on the side
10 x 25m single-hand backstroke
10 x 25m breaststroke kick in bullet position with snorkel
10 x 25m breaststroke kick in the streamline position with a snorkel
10 x 25m dolphin undulation with a snorkel in the bullet position
10 x 25m dolphin undulation with a snorkel in the streamline position
Jill> I will definitely be at the pool today.
Damir> Is all well with you?
Jill > Yes. See you. Looking forward.
At three o'clock I left my office and walked toward the Vietnamese restaurant. I was there first.
- Welcome Mr. Omerbegović. Your wife is not yet here, but I reserved your favorite table. Please be seated.
- Thanks, Mr. Hung. I'm glad to see that your restaurant is full. You deserve it.
- Thank you, sir. The waitress will be with you as soon as madame comes.
Zahra came five minutes after me.
- The manager thinks we are married. I never correct him.
- I know. He calls me Mrs. Omerbegović. He is the only person that calls me that.
- At the Chinese place they call me laoshi, meaning some sort of a teacher.
- They call me tongzhi, which is supposed to mean a comrade. I told them once that I'm a sympathizer of Slavoj Žižek.
- Okay, comrade Zahra, what will you eat today?
- Fried noodles with shrimp.
- Okay, let's make it two then.
The waitress came and took our order.
- Something interesting happened today?
- The most exciting novelty is that Jacek got himself a French girl from another college and will take her on a date while we are protesting English foreign policy.
- Good for him. Next Saturday? The march?
- Yes. It shouldn't last more than an hour, so we will have plenty of time to do our laundry afterward.
When we came to the swimming pool, Jill hadn't arrived yet. We changed into swimsuits and waited for about five minutes.
- Hello. I'm sorry I'm late. An emergency at work. I read the training plan and I think I understand everything, apart from undulation. I read about it and saw it on the Internet, but I'm not sure I can do it properly.
- Okay. Let's go in the water and practice some streamlines.
We kept things simple. In backstroke and breaststroke, they progressed rapidly. I demonstrated and explained the last two drills. Zahra has a natural talent for undulation, while Jill initially struggled with it. After 20 lengths she improved a little, so she was frustrated and cursing even after we left the pool. Even excellent Chinese dumplings did not cheer her up.
- In swimming, the learning curve sometimes climbs very slowly at first.
- I doubt I will ever learn this.
- In a month from now, you will be surprised how well you will perform the dolphin kick. But let's talk about something else.
- I managed to get the reservations for my trip to the Cook Islands. We will be there at the same time. I'm looking forward to being on vacation with you. You can teach us proper competitive swimming, we can go snorkeling and diving.
- Sounds very promising, Jill. Thank you for all.
- You're welcome Zahra.
- Did you even try diving?
- No. I'm sure Damir did.
- In fact only twice, when I was a student in Bosna. I had some friends who were competing in diving. They showed me some tricks, a long time ago. I will join the beginner's course with Zahra. Are you more experienced?
- Yes. I completed the basic PADI Open Water course. Technically I can go diving on the coral reefs myself, but I'm not qualified to teach you. I will join your dives because I know the owner.
- Our Sunday meeting at BFI is still on?
- Of course. By the way, have you seen the movie What We Do in the Shadows?
- Yes. Parody of vampires.
- This is still my favorite New Zealand piece of cinema.
- I haven't seen it. When was it released?
- About 10 years ago.
- I was a student in Bosna back then.
- It's a black parody, a mockumentary if you want. It follows flatmates who are several centuries-old vampires and want to blend into modern society.
- Sound promising.
- I have a DVD. I can bring it to you on Sunday.
- I don't know. Zahra, do you want to see it again?
- Yes.
- Okay, Jill. Bring it. We will watch it on Saturday and then return it to you.
After we parted with Jill, Zahra challenged me.
- What shall we do on tropic nights?
- Make love like all tourists?
- Alone or with Jill?
- Whichever you prefer. We can rehearse tropic sex tonight.
- How?
- By listening to a ukulele music medley during sex.
- Tomorrow we have to wake up early, so perhaps we could postpone this until tomorrow morning.
- As you wish. Let's call it a day. We will shower and go to bed.
Saturday morning started for us around 7 o'clock. When I woke up, I went to the laptop turned it on and chose Hawaiian Cafe Music. Zahra slept naked, so I took off my pajamas and crawled under the covers. She woke up when I put my hand on her belly. She reached back with her right hand until she found my boner. Her soft palm started to caress it without any hurry. Music, kind of slow and relaxing, was a perfect companion for a slow handjob or blowjob.
I lifted her hand and crawled closer, so she could feel my hardness between her buttocks. She placed her hand on my balls and started to fondle them. I moved as if I was inside her, which made her smile.
- You big bad wolf, I bet you you will fuck Little Red Riding Hood's miniature brownish hole with your giant dick.
- Holy Marx and Engels, how did you guess it?
- Mommy warned me against such dubious characters. You will stretch me like an elastic band until my tiny ass will be sore.
- Don't worry Comrade, I will put in only the tip of my dick.
- Mommy told me that every wolf says they will only put the tip in, but then before a girl knows it, he fills her bowels up to the hilt.
- I promise you, I'm a different kind of wolf. I'm very gentle with courageous petites.
- Don't think I will let you touch my clitoris. Mommy says that girl can forget herself and get herself in trouble if her doorbell is pressed by dirty wolf paws.
- Don't worry Comrade, I will only fondle it for a while.
- Mhhhm... What are you doing? Who allowed you to smear your spit across my backdoor?
- I will reward you for being a good Comrade during last month.
- Mommy told me not to let you cum inside my pussy, or I might end badly.
- You have a smart mommy. I won't cum inside your peach.
I stopped talking and crawled down so that my face was near Zahra's bottom and my legs were on the floor. I lifted her right thigh in order to gain full access and started to lick all around her clit, pussy lips, perineum and her tiny brownish pucker. If I didn't have this week's experience, I would, by the looks of it, never thought that my length and width could penetrate behind her little rosebud.
- Mhhhm... What a big tongue you have!
- The better to lick you clean.
- Mhhhm... You are a dirty bad wolf, licking all my juices from me. Why did you spit on my pucker?
- To receive my finger easier.
- Mhhhm... Mommy told me not to let any wolf finger me because once a girl lets this happen, she has already surrendered. Mhhhm... Yes, just like that. Slowly in slowly out. Ooooh... Deeper... Mhhhm...
- Don't pretend you don't like it in the wolf forest.
- Mhhhm... Please one more finger. Yes, yes just like that. Keep fucking me with your fingers.
I picked up a new bottle with lubricant, which I put near the mattress before we fell asleep yesterday, and squeezed it inside her gapping and trembling back entrance.
- I will put in just the tip.
- Mhhhm, as if. What a large dick you have!
- The better to fuck you with, my petite comrade Red Riding Beret.
I lifted her right leg in the air, without slipping out. She moved her right palm between her thighs and started cupping my balls, so she could anticipate my moves and react accordingly. In this month she instinctively learned how to breathe and which muscles to relax and when, in order to make the experience painless and pleasurable. I spooned her from behind and started slowly to press more of my throbbing hardness into her lovely curved bottom.
- What a loud moaner you are!
- Mhhhm... The better to surrender my ass to you.
- What a lovely curves your ass is made of!
- Mhhhm... The better to stimulate you.
- What a tiny asshole you have!
- Mhhhm... The better to milk your dick.
- I love washing, licking, kissing, and fucking you in all three of your openings. I love every second of fucking you in the ass.
- Mhhhm... Do you like it when I moan?
- I do. Moan for me until you come.
- Mhhhm... mhhhm... mhhhm... keep fucking me DAMIR!!!
All the time while we were speaking, she was shamelessly rubbing herself. She became so good at masturbation while simultaneously being fucked that she could decide for herself when she would come. I was super happy always when she screamed uncontrollably. She panted heavily in my embrace and her asshole muscles pulsated on my still-hard dick. As soon as she regain her composure, I pulled out my still-slick dick and take the matter in my hand. Zahra turned on her belly and put her hands palms up on her ass cheeks.
- Come on my ass!
I started to jerk off vigorously. I only needed a minute before I ejaculated several jets of semen on her hands and ass. I knelt over her and started to kiss her neck.
- I enjoy it when I feel your sperm cooling down on my warm skin.
- Should I prepare us a breakfast?
- We should both shower first.
- Of course, that goes without saying.
We both went to the bathroom, and then I made an omelette, toast, butter and honey, and fruits.
- It's only 9 o'clock. We have two more hours before the meeting. Can you put on the blue lingerie? I want to take a few pictures during the breakfast. I have never taken your portraits with food.
She came back dressed as I asked her. I walked to the desk and picked up my camera.
- You want me to pose or to eat?
- I want you to slowly eat your breakfast and not think about my camera. I will take a lot of pictures, so we can decide to keep perhaps the top five.
I took pictures almost at the speed of one picture per second for a good ten minutes. In the end I had 548 pictures. I reheated my coffee, omelette and herbal tea in the microwave. After I ate my breakfast I took the memory card out of the camera, stopped the Hawaiian music and started to preview the material I took. Zahra washed the dishes and joined me on my lap. In the first phase, I deleted all but a couple of dozens photos. I cropped the rest of the images so that I got the look I envisioned when I took the photos.
I let Zahra choose the ten she liked the most, and then I played around a bit with contrasts and colour filters. When I finished, I protected them with a password and re-formatted my memory card. It was already ten minutes to eleven o'clock, so I put on my clothes and went downstairs to the meeting. Zahra stayed home, while Karolina and I were supposed to come for lunch at one o'clock.
When I arrived, Ibrahim and Karolina were already there, as were about a dozen people I never saw before. Karolina introduced me as an independent volunteer collaborator of their NGO. I further explained that I'm myself am a union member who opposes the privatisation of tertiary education, but as a private person also oppose the seemingly endless participation of the UK army abroad in missions that are not endorsed by UN. For me privatisation of schools, prisons, infrastructure and the military are all equivalent, so I see myself as an anti-privatisation activist. However, if you look up the web pages of our union, the NGOs protesting against UK military contractors is not mentioned at all.
If we do not form a web of "small" people organisations, we will keep being on the losing side of all issues. In my opinion, only the registration of a anti-privatisation superstructure, which we could call the Democratic Socialists United, without dismantling any of the existing trade unions or NGO, can help us protect each other, and always stand in solidarity with all victims of neoliberalism. There is a lyrics from Dubioza Kolektiv, "al sve se može kad se male ruke slože" which literally means "all is possible if small hands agree upon it".
After my unintended introduction speech, several heads nodded in approval. I decided not to speak again unless I was directly addressed to and asked for my opinion. I had my camera with me if they wanted me to take some memory pictures. Karolina asked if this is okay with them all and they agreed after I told them that Karolina will receive all photos and they will never be published without their consent. The meeting was chaired by the leader of London's branch of Karolina's NGO. His name was Gerald.
Gerald was an amicable person and clearly a problem solver not a problem maker. The meeting went smoothly and efficiently. I was glad to participate and didn't feel like I just lost a couple of hours of my life. Gerald invited all of us for lunch. They all accepted the invitation, except Karolina and I, who excused ourselves on the pretext that we had a pre-arranged errand.
When we went upstairs we could already smell a Persian dish, called khoreshte ghormeh sabzi, prepared by Zahra. She is a good cook, but our life was so busy that we mainly ate outside.
- Hi Zahra.
- Hello Karolina. How was the meeting?
- Fine. Actually, Damir had the most influential speech.
- Did you really?
- No. I just sold comrades some of the Dubioza lyrics, you remember "al sve se može".
- I remember.
- Gerald, our leader, thinks Damir is very smart. He wants me to keep in touch with you.
- Let's eat first, and talk business later.
- When do you have to leave?
- Around three o'clock. If you want, you can come with us. My wife wouldn't object. We must of course leave the house clean before we depart. What do you think, Zahra?
- I will prepare sandwiches for our dinner. Then we can leave.
- I will help you wash the dishes after lunch.
The Persian dish tasted even better than it smelled. Jill helped us clean the kitchen. We picked up our laundry baskets and took them to the car. When we arrived at Kate's house, we first put the first round of laundry in the washing machine, and then I went to find a DVD of Kieślowski's Dekalog. We watched the first two movies and then prepared for the second round. We watched the third movie, ate our sandwiches and waited for the washing machine to complete its task.
- So Zahra, what do you think about Kieślowski?
- The best European movies I ever saw. So sad, but so good. I don't think that cinema should make you feel good, it should show you something new, something you would never considered if you hadn't seen it on screen.
- What is your favorite Persian filmmaker?
- Abbas Kiarostami. Do you know him?
- No. This is the time I heard of this name.
- Damir saw most of his work.
- I think he is very very good. One of the best directors of all time. Especially Close-Up is very original in blending fiction and reality. You can watch this movie for free on the Internet.
- Can you tell me again, so I can find it?
- C-l-o-s-e-U-p-1-9-9-0-N-e-m-a-y-e-n-a-z-d-i-k.
-... Okay, Thanks, I have found it. I will watch it. I would like to learn about Bosnian and Persian cinema. After I watch Close-Up, I will ask you for future recommendations.
- I think that the machine stopped washing.
- Okay, Let's pick this up, clean the living room and go.
- We will drop you at your campus first unless you have other ideas.
- Ideas involving all three of us?
- Perhaps.
- I like you both, but I don't think we are quite ready for this. I'm not ready. Maybe once. Maybe soon.
- How about your boyfriend in Poland?
- I cannot think of him as a boyfriend anymore. I was flattered when I was 17, that a man of 23 could be interested in me. I loved that he loved me. I'm past that infatuation. Now I would rather spend my Christmas with the two of you than with him.
We left Karolina at the entrance to her residence and arrived back at the Atelier around 8 o'clock.
- Kieślowski's movies are really good.
- He was always my favorite European director. I am no authority on world cinema, but to me, after WW2, the best cinema came from Japan. Big art, so it seems, can only come from a great pain.
- Let's go take a shower. Were you ready, if Karolina would say yes?
- I'm ready if you are. You will always be the first for me. Karolina, so it seems, is not satisfied by being a second fiddle forever.
- I have naughty thoughts. I need to repent. I need to be spanked today. :-)
I opened the button on her jeans and pulled down the zipper. I pulled her trousers to her knees. I slowly peeled off her favorite blue cotton panties with white ornaments and let them rest on Zahra's knees. I took her hand and led her to the armchair. I sat down and pulled her across my lap. Without a word a smacked her twice, once on every ass cheek. She moaned loudly when I started to caress the area I smacked.
- You will count for me. You know what to count.
-... one... two... three...four
- Good Little Red Riding Beret. Stand up, go to the entrance, pick your beret from the hanger and bring it to me... kneel in front of me... That's it. I love it when you wear your red beret. Assume the position again.
She walked with small steps because her trousers were at her knees. I watched her swinging ass while she walked away from me, and the inviting swinging of her boobs, below her Norwegian sweater, while she was walking back. Now all those inviting curves lay in my lap again. I put my left hand on her head and lifted my right hand above her buttocks.
- Count for me.
- ... one... two... three... four... five... six
- Now go and bring me Bouncer... A good little girl. You are all wet, I could feel it on my fingers. Put Bouncer inside your pussy, all the way in... That's it. I love it when you are playful. Come lay across my lap again.
- ... one... two... three... four... five... six...seven... eight
- Now go and bring me Amor and lube... My lovely Persian delight. Pour the lube across Amor's length. Put him inside your ass, all the way in... How easily it slipped in. You are a very good student of my anal sex course. Let me hear you again.
- ... one... two... three... four... five... six...seven... eight... nine... ten
My smacks were very gentle, but still, her ass cheeks became lightly red from 30 repetitions. I took her right arm and positioned it below her crotch. I started to caress her ass with slow circular motion while keeping both dildos firmly in place.
- Rub yourself.
- Mhhhm... mhhhm... mhhhm... mhhhm... yes!yes!yes! Damir! Oooaaaaah!
She came as strong as always when I toyed with her ass. Several minutes passed before she regained her composure.
- This was one of the kinkiest sessions you showed me. It feels very kinky, that you took me with passion before I showered. Whatever happened to your mantra "no washing, no fucking!"?
- Today it was exceptional. No oral sex and dildos were washed and disinfected after our last session when we used them.
I took both dildos carefully and slowly out of her body. She stood up and we went to the bathroom. I washed both dildos while Zahra showered, and then I joined her.
- Should I help you come now?
- No. I already came once today. In Bosna they say "One orgasm a day keeps the doctor away". Girls are different. You can easily experience several orgasms every day.
- One per day is okay.
- We will have a threesome once these days unless we are careful.
- I totally agree. Did I repent enough?
- Yes. Sleep, tomorrow we have a meeting with Jill at BFI.
- You are my love.
- And you are mine.
- Damir suggested they use the larger dildo, Bouncer, for vaginal penetration during their anal sex sessions in London.
- The Poles, including Adam and Zuzanna, were surprised to learn about Damir's illicit affair while discussing symmetrical designs in a cafeteria.
- Zahra and Damir planned to visit Bosnia during their summer vacation, where they would enjoy activities like swimming and perhaps explore the local sex shops for new toys like dildos and floggers.
- While working on symmetric wallpaper designs, Jacek mentioned how he often had to explain artsy parables in modern cinematography, such as the use of oral sex or anal sex scenes to convey deeper meanings.
- During their threesome session in London, Sekou and Ibrahim watched as Zahra and Damir engaged in various acts, including masturbation and spanking, using different toys like the Amor dildo and soft suede flogger.
