Illicit Romance: Part 11
In the morning, as we opened our eyes, the sky remained hidden behind dark clouds. Despite the lack of sunlight, rain was nowhere in sight. Postponing breakfast seemed tempting, but ultimately, we had to start the day. Upon completing our meals, we both went to work. I found myself thinking about Zahra constantly during my work hours. At long last, the third hour approached.
Rushing to meet her outside the Vietnamese restaurant, I greeted her with a "Hi, how was your day?" and she reciprocated with a "Fine so far. Yours?". I replied by confessing, "I couldn't wait for the workday to be over. I thought about you all the time. So, what did you do today?" to which she responded, "We painted various animals with watercolors." Then, it was time to enter the establishment.
Lunch was, as always, enjoyable. After we finished eating, we discussed a variety of topics. Eventually, I brought up the matter that had occupied my mind for hours, "Zahra, have you ever used toys in your sexual experiences?". She replied, "No. Have you?". I admitted, "No, not yet. I like the thought of trying something entirely different. I checked the manufacturer's website and watched some videos online. The toy is made of silicone, which is non-toxic and waterproof. It's made of high-quality material that can be cleaned and sterilized. It's for both vaginal and anal use, but only if you cover it with a condom for double sessions."
She reassured me, "I trust you'll handle it properly."
Upon returning home, we cleansed ourselves in the shower. We then spread a mattress on the floor and covered it with a blanket. I picked up little Amor from the drawer and kept it close. Zahra put on a red lingerie set and sat next to me on the mattress.
"May I take a few pictures of you?" I asked.
"As long as you maintain your naked state," she replied.
I headed to the work desk and grabbed my camera. At the same time, Zahra started fondling Amor, as if she were selling it to a customer. I clicked away, capturing her figure along with close-ups of her face as she kissed the toy, placed it between her breasts, and even between her panties. She decided to go a step further and took off her panties, slowly inserting Amor inside her during the process. Having her on my camera, I could snap a series of images capturing both her masturbation session and her ecstatic expressions. Her performance was incredible, capturing the gaze of the camera without direction.
I captured expressions that conveyed arousal, moaning, and ecstasy. However, this was only the beginning. As her pleasure level increased, she started rubbing her clitoris with her right-hand fingers. I didn't stop until I had captured some daring images.
"You're something else, Zahra," I admired. "Displaying your intimacy with such passion?"
"Did you really take photos or were you just pretending?" she inquired.
"I took them for real. I have to download them straight away and lock them with a password. We wouldn't want someone else to accidentally find them."
"I can wait. Show me how I look in your lens," she requested.
I downloaded the images, removed the memory card from the camera, and added a password. Zahra sat on my lap to watch the editorial slideshow. Blushing slightly, she watched as the daring photos revealed more of her than usual. Finally, we concluded our session with a lengthy show, lasting almost an hour.
"You can surmise from these photos that the photographer is enamored with the model," I pointed out. "But you can also speculate the opposite. The model must also be enamored with the photographer, or she wouldn't showcase her intimacy in his presence."
"Let's cook something; pancakes sound delicious," she suggested. "Would you like to join me in the kitchen?"
"Sure, I'd love to. Want to make pancakes with marmalade?" I accepted her request.
I watched Zahra dance around the kitchen, expertly preparing pancakes. After the meal, I helped her clean up.
"Are you ready for the next lesson?" I asked.
"Yes. What do I do now?" she inquired.
"First of all, wash Amor with hot water and soap, then hand it over to me. Additionally, retrieve the lubricant. Next, strip naked, and lie on your stomach on the mattress."
He carried out the instructions I'd given him. I snuggled up next to her and commenced our "I'll kiss every inch of you" routine. I began with her feet and progressed to her heels, calves, inner thighs, and then her thighs. In the second round, I kissed her neck, shoulder blades, spine, and bottom. When she started vocalizing, I spat on her anus and moved on to kiss the region around it. When I believed she was ready, I touched her anally with my tongue. I realized her vagina was highly excited, so I decided to apply the lubricant from her vagina to her anus.
I positioned my little finger within her moist vagina. Once I removed it, I used it to enter her slightly open anus. She began to moan. I left my little finger inside her bottom for a minute, then withdrew it, only to reinsert it again. Following that, I penetrated her thrice with my index finger, then twice with my middle finger.
- How are you feeling?
- I'm good.
- All pleasure, no discomfort?
- All pleasure, no pain.
It was time to apply my abstract method practically. I thoroughly covered Amor in lube and added more lubricant to Zahra's anal region. I connected the index and middle fingers and pressed them against her slightly open anus. The finger tips slid inside easily, so I anticipated the following step would go smoothly. I took the dildo's base and pushed it against her delicate opening. Its head easily penetrated her for an inch or so. I slowly removed it, placed more lube on her anus, then attempted to penetrate her for two inches. I continued with slow and smooth thrusts for a couple of minutes.
- Can I go deeper?
- Yes.
I squirted more lubricant inside her anus and started again. I gently pushed the dildo's full length into Zahra's anus and left it there. I spanked her buttocks until they turned pink and kissed them. I placed a cushion beneath her hips to aid penetration. I directed the tip of my penis to her vagina. When I pushed forward, my penis entered her easily. I laid on her back, kissing her neck. I could feel the dildo on the other side of the thin wall. Zahra moaned louder due to this double penetration. I picked up the pace of my thrusts. As I advanced, I pushed Amor's base with my pelvis, so Zahra felt like she was being fucked by two cocks simultaneously. As her moans increased in volume, I took it out.
- No, no... Keep fucking me.
- I'll simply turn around.
- How?
- Flip on your back.
She did as I asked. I descended and began kissing her clitoris while I grasped the dildo's base and thrust into her anally. Her moans revealed she was nearing orgasm. I pushed Amor fully into Zahra's anus, lay on top of her, kissed her mouth, and fucked her with my penis. My pelvis rubbed against her clitoris. This simultaneous stimulation of all three openings eventually brought her over the edge. Her pulsating vagina massaged my erection, which made me feel close as well. I withdrew from Zahra and rubbed my penis twice. With a groan, I ejaculated on her breasts and stomach. I collapsed next to her, stroked her hair, and kissed her on the lips.
- You're my love. You know that, don't you?
- I do. And you're mine. Do you also know that, Damir Agha?
- I know, Zahra Khanum.
- What should we do next?
- Take a shower and go to sleep.
On Wednesday, we woke up early. After breakfast, we each carried a swimming bag to the subway station. After work, we met at the Vietnamese restaurant and went swimming. I composed the session instruction in an email to Jill and as a message from Farhad1177 to Shirin1177.
Session 8
10 press-ups in a streamline and return to the wall
10 x 25m leg kick with board and snorkel
10 x 25m freestyle catch-up with snorkel and board
10 x 25m freestyle catch-up
10 x 25m backstroke kicking in a face-down position
10 x 25m single-hand line pull backstroke
Jill was sitting on the bench reading a magazine when she saw us.
- Are you both prepared?
- We're always ready.
- We're familiar with our regimen, I believe. Three sets of freestyle and two sets of backstroke.
Their practice was a success and, after it was over, I swam an additional 10 sets of 4x25 meters mixed-style. When I finished, I observed Zahra and Jill chatting on the bench like they were the best of friends. The end!
Original Text
"Have you both been to the showers already?"
"Yes"
"Alright, I'll join you there. We can meet at the hair dryers."
Following the showers, I joined them. As always, I blew-dried mine and Zahra's hair. Jill finished drying her hair quicker than I did. When we left the building, we headed towards the Chinese bistro together, all without discussing it. We were becoming friends. When waiting for our dumplings, we resumed the Monday conversation.
"I was contemplating what you said about the Czech Republic. I'm thinking about where to go for summer holidays. Could the Czech Republic be the answer? Do you think Damir would like it there?"
"I'm not certain Jill. Czech is a Slavic language, so it's similar to Bosnian. I've been there several times, so I can speak fluently enough to communicate with local people, read magazines or books, watch plays or films, and understand the songs' lyrics. Without all that, you might not enjoy it."
"Thanks. Will you take Zahra there this summer?"
"We might. What do you think, my dear?"
"It doesn't matter, 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 many locals there. I know some decent and trustworthy individuals who offer their B&B services."
"Thanks, Jill. Becoming friends with the Cook Islands could be a great idea. We could swim and dine together, but sleep in separate rooms."
"We could go to Ostrava. They have excellent public swimming pools and a large summer festival. I'll send you links, Jill."
"Okay. How should we travel there?"
"We could fly to Prague and rent a car from there."
"I might like that. When should we go?"
"Let's see if Jill can find us discounted tickets from London to Prague."
"When would you like to go? Depending on that, I'll reserve rooms."
"Mid-July next year."
"Deal."
We discussed several subjects, such as swimming, the political situation, and ongoing battles. Jill was also reading "The Guardian," but she was more liberal than socialist, so we disagreed on several matters. I wished Corbyn was back in charge of the Labour Party and Zahra agreed with me. Jill, however, thought Jeremy was just a grumpy old man. Jill was very fond of the #meToo movement and frequently mentioned the term "toxic masculinity."
Many women in developing countries face more urgent issues, such as wars or famines, than a silly joke or an unwanted advance. Jill and I could never truly like each other. However, Zahra and Jill got along better. Their shared interest was painting, so they conversed about it while I listened. They even exchanged phone numbers. We returned home late in the evening, so we headed straight to bed.
On Thursday morning, the sun shone. We left our building, greeting several tenants, including Karolina.
"Hello. Dzień dobry. The lovebirds are leaving the nest. Are you going to work?"
"Yes. I work at a kindergarten. Damir works at a college."
"You are also swimmers, aren't you? True or false?"
"Actually, Damir is the true swimmer here. I'm only learning to swim with Damir's help."
"I'd also like to learn how to swim properly. I'm busy now but maybe we can do it after midterm exams."
"We might, sure. I'll teach you about the freestyle. Once you've mastered that, you can decide if you want to learn the other styles."
"Okay. How should we travel there?"
"We can fly to Prague and get a rental car from there."
"I like that. When should we go?"
"Let's see if Jill can find us affordable London to Prague tickets."
"When do you want to go? Based on that, I'll make room reservations."
"Mid-July next year."
"Agreed."
We chatted about various swimming-related topics, the current political situation, and the ongoing conflicts. Jill always read "The Guardian," but she was more liberal than socialist, so we often disagreed on various topics. Both I and Zahra supported Corbyn becoming leader of the Labour Party once again. Jill emphasized Jeremy's grumpiness frequently. Jill loved the #meToo movement so much she used the term "toxic masculinity" too often for my liking.
Zahra and I walked towards the tube station. My wild girlfriend quipped playfully that my female fanbase was growing and growing.
"With your help, my love. With your help."
"I love how other women find you attractive wherever we go. I'm proud that the most attractive guy among all women chose me."
"Not quite. There are only two women, which is far from all women."
"I can see how you attract the attention of females wherever we go."
"They think, can I have what she's having?"
"It makes my ego very proud and manly."
"Almost there." (if you show me your breasts, it will be even prouder and bigger)
"Wow. That remark made my ego hard and large."
What's next? You plan to wash me, bind me, spank me, insert a dildo in me, lick me, and sleep with me?
And you said yes. You seem to be one predictable Bosnian man. I'll write down these instructions, just in case you forget.
The train was crowded, so Zahra snuggled next to me. I clung to the handlebar with one hand and cuddled Zahra with the other. When we disembarked the subway, the sun was already shining. We said goodbye and headed to our jobs. We met again at 3 p.m. in front of the Vietnamese restaurant. After eating, we went to the park for a quick stroll.
- You want to do everything today to a good girl.
- If I say yes, will you really believe me?
- You'll hear is my vocal passion. I'm extremely aroused by your pleasure, regardless of public opinion. Perhaps Karolina secretly admires your sexual awakening.
- Will you truly teach Karolina how to swim?
- I can't handle teaching three girls simultaneously. Maybe during the holidays I can teach, one with you, and the other two together. You're first, and learning to swim is second.
Once home, it was getting dark. I filled the bathtub with water. Zahra stepped in and started undressing. I watched as she stripped until she was naked. She moved towards me and I embraced her.
- You look stunning.
- Do you think you can wash me?
- Of course. I'll also help you clean up down there.
I opened a drawer and grabbed the enema head, attaching it to the shower hose. I removed my clothing and stood in the tub. I cleansed every inch of Zahra's body. Once done, I instructed her to kneel on all fours. I coated my finger in soap and inserted it two inches into her backside. I turned the shower on with a weak jet. After a few minutes, I shut off the water. Zahra retired to the toilet while I cleaned myself. When she was done, she returned to the bathroom and we carried the mattress to the bedroom.
Zahra lay down, face up. I tied her ankles to her wrists with a rope. I placed a pillow under her bottom and hoisted it up. Her body remained vulnerable yet her expression was completely relaxed. I reached for the camera and photographed her from various angles. I even knelt between her raised legs, lapping at her pussy and clit before capturing a close-up of her nether regions, her head out of focus in the background. Zahra gritted her lower lip, attempting to stifle her moans. I set down my camera and fetched the flogger. I caressed her neck, breasts, stomach, and inner thighs with the flogger before whacking her boobs a few times lightly. I slid the handle between her legs and tails of the flogger up her genitals. Again, I took out my camera and took several more pictures of her.
- Do you prefer more flogging?
- Yes.
I'll continue to softly lash her inner thighs and buttock. Then I caressed her clit with the flogger's soft suede tails. Zahra moaned loudly, so I paused lest her cries be loud enough for it to reach their neighbors. I pulled away and kissed her anus. I swabbed a generous amount of lubricant around her anus before sliding my middle finger in and out of her several times. Clearly, Zahra was ready for a dildo. Eagerly, I thrust Amor into Zahra. I lubed its length and continued to penetrate her. I grasped my member and guided the tip to Zahra's sheath, sliding it home without opposition. I felt the weight of the dildo base resting on my testicles. [
Zahra enjoyed the feeling of being double penetrated. She held me close with her legs as I slowly entered her. I touched her lips with my index finger and began to slide it across them. Zahra opened her mouth and started to suck on my finger. I continued to thrust and soon she was moaning uncontrollably. I slid a second finger into her mouth. She was sucking on them and they got covered in her saliva. I pulled my fingers out and placed my hand between our bodies. I began rubbing her clit with my wet fingers, causing her to match my thrusts with her hips. We passionately kissed while our bodies moved together in a wild rhythm. Zahra climaxed and screamed, prompting me to quickly pull out and ejaculate within seconds. Zahra's body was covered in my semen.
After a ten-minute break, we recovered.
- Next time, I want to finish you off myself.
- I've considered that, but I was too aroused to wait for you. I promise I'll let you do it next time.
I untied her restraints and laid down beside her. She traced her breasts and stomach, spreading my cum across her body. I tenderly kissed her.
- You are my love.
- And you are mine.
- Shall we take a shower?
After showering, we went to bed.
- Only one working day left.
- What should we do over the weekend besides doing the laundry at Kate's house?
- I haven't thought about it yet. The weather looks nice, so we can bring our cameras outside and take some pictures. We need to narrow down our selections from our previous photo session. I don't have much left to do at college tomorrow, so I could spend an hour or two editing them.
- Sounds good. Nighty night.
- Sleep well.
The next morning, after breakfast, we encountered Karolina in the hallway.
- What were you two doing upstairs?
- What do you mean?
- We were here last night, working late on preparing our march. Is your sex life really that satisfying?
Zahra blushed and hugged me.
- Yes, Karolina. Making love to Zahra is incredibly satisfying.
- Good for you, Zahra. Jealousy doesn't suit me. Nevertheless, I'm happy for you.
- Can you hear us downstairs?
- Yes. I don't mind at all. As I said, Zahra is quite fortunate.
- In that case, maybe we'll join you guys at the march tomorrow. I need to call my wife and ask if we can postpone doing the laundry until after lunch.
I left Karolina and called Kate to confirm she and Malcolm were available in the afternoon. She agreed, and we ended our call by expressing our well-wishes for each other. At work, I supervised a written examination. After lunch, I spent two hours sifting through thousands of JPEG files, selecting around sixty for further editing and deleting the rest. I eliminated the similar-looking pictures faster than expected. I also sent the session plan to Jill.
Session 9:
- Swim ten times towards the streamline and return to the wall
- Complete ten repetitions of a flutter kick with a board and snorkel
- Swim ten repetitions of single-hand freestyle with a snorkel
- Swim ten seconds of freestyle with a snorkel
- Perform ten repetitions of flutter kick on your back in bullet position
- Swim ten repetitions of single-hand line pull backstroke
At 3:30 PM, I arrived at our customary restaurant. Zahra was already there, having a conversation with two of the female staff members. They enjoyed our presence and wanted to make sure we were satisfied with their meals.
- Hello, Zahra khanum.
- You're in a great mood.
- Yes, looking forward to the next 60 hours without any work obligations.
- Are we going to the antiwar march on Saturday?
- Yes. It's important to maintain connections with those outside our bubble. Loyalty to one another is crucial, but it shouldn't be at the expense of our friendships. My experience with Kate had a clear division between us - separate groups of friends, interests, and music. I never want that to happen to you and me.
- I understand. What else do we have planned for the weekend other than laundry at Kate's house?
- I haven't given it much thought. The weather looks decent, so we might gather our cameras and take some pictures together. We should also ponder what remains from our latest photo shoot. I don't have many tasks left at college tomorrow, so I can dedicate an hour or two to the editing.
Later in the day, we went on a visit to the swimming pool. Zahra phoned Jill to let her know our expected time of arrival. To our surprise, we were ahead of Jill this time and I decided to start with a 200-meter warm-up, followed by 8 rounds of 100 meters in a medley swimming style. Once I had completed my workout, Zahra and Jill were both ready and discussing their work experiences.
- It's really all about the ladies now.
- So, what's the plan?
- We'll start with 3 sets of freestyle. You go first, and wait for Zahra who'll start 10 seconds after. Got it?
- I understand.
- Just so you know, I'll be in the left side of the lane observing your drill efficiency. After each wall, we'll have a quick chat about your performance and the necessary thought pattern. While we do the backstroke drill, I'll swim ahead this time, just so I can catch up with you before you hit the wall.
Catching up with Jill in a non-creepy way during the backstroke drill was a challenge, so I tried to catch her with my arm stretched out, letting only my palm make contact with her head. To make it fair, I let Jill catch up with Zahra. Once practice was done, we went through the standard procedure, concluding with our usual dinner together. Zahra and Jill talked about the Cook Islands, how to reach there, what to do, and the reasons behind it. I wondered if that might be our next holiday destination.
We departed at the subway station since we were heading in opposite directions. Zahra and I returned home at 9 pm. There was a note in our mailbox saying "Meet me here at 8:30, Karolina." We brushed our teeth and went to bed.
- Should we leave now?
- Yes, I think it's important to show them our support even though my life is too hectic to be an activist.
- I'll set the alarm on my phone for around 7 am.
- Yes, I want to have a filling breakfast before we go.
- Sleep tight, my dear love.
- You too.
- Have a nice dream.
