Secret Liaison Part 9
A few days ago, I had a hectic and extended work schedule at college, which meant I couldn't eat lunch till 4 in the afternoon. Zahra arrived at 3 and waited for me. This time, we went to the student canteen that serves fish and chips among other delicacies. Our delay made us late at the swimming pool, where Jill was growing increasingly unsettled.
- Hey Zahra, still on your period?
- Yes, how are you?
- I've already completed my swimming session. I also practiced the drills that Damir gave me. Can you ask him to show me the next drill soon since I'm pressed for time?
- Certainly.
As I stepped out of the shower, Zahra requested me to put off my swimming session and focus on Jill's concern first.
- Okay, let's try the two kickboard drill again... Yes, you're doing great. We can proceed to the next drill. Picture yourself swimming from the wall, perform a few arm strokes, and if you stop your left hand near your hip and finish with the last stroke by also halting your hand near the hip, you'll end up in the correct position. Your head forward, arms in back, forehead initiates the turn while arms are unwinding, simply waiting for the rest of the body to turn for 180 degrees. Understood? Left arm, right arm, forehead down, turn.
- Could you show me first?
- Sure.
I hopped into the pool, pushed off the wall, and carried out five strokes before doing the dive.
- Please do it again.
- Alright. I'll do right, left, right, left stop, right stop, turn. If it's easier, count. One, two, three, four stop, five stop, turn.
Jill's initial attempt was far from perfect but she simply needed a bit more focus. Instead of concentrating so hard on her count, she should maintain a relaxed stance while moving her head downwards to initiate the turn.
- You're really close. Now, try practicing this several times, and the five stroke count will become second nature. Then, you'll just glide, stroke, stroke, stop, stop, turn.
Her next attempt was much better, and after practicing the drill for the tenth time, she was almost flawless.
- Thanks Damir. Will you be here on Friday?
- Yes. We need to work on the turn against the wall. After that, you'll be ready to swim freestyle.
- See you tomorrow, Zahra.
I swam my regular 4500 m session with 90 seconds medley intervals. Following our dinner, we opted for a lengthy walk home instead of taking the train.
- I wonder why Jill seemed so antsy today. Do you think she has a date lined up?
- Ask her later. I think she'd like to chat with you.
- What if Jill fantasizes about me while she masturbates?
- Doubtful. She's most likely involved with numerous men who flirt with her. She seems to handle herself quite adeptly.
- Her eyes do say, "Fuck me, Damir."
- You're exaggerating, I'm certain. I'm positive she doesn't imagine having a threesome with us. Maybe she's just imagining taking over your partner.
- I do notice how she stares at you.
- How?
- The "Fuck me, Damir" look is very obvious.
- You overstate, I'm positive. Even if you're correct, no way she fantasizes about a 69 with us. Potentially, she's envisioning taking up with your boyfriend.
- I'm intrigued, I could watch the two of you.
- Watch only?
- You may also cheer or vocally applaud or exclaim "hurray" if you prefer.
- You should be punished for even suggesting something like that.
- I'll make it up to you.
By the time we ended up at Senad's studio, it was already eight at night. After stripping off our clothes, Zahra headed straight to the bathroom. Her explanation:
- Tampon.
I embraced her and expressed my admiration. It was chilly at the apartment, so I adjusted the thermostat. I hung up my swimsuit on the radiator and went to the hangers to get her a red beret and a black coat. I helped Zahra don her coat too, and I set a beret on her head. I guided her to the desk, clearing it off any papers, photo equipment, and computer. With a gentle nudge, I indicated that she should lie down on the table with her upper body, which she did immediately.
I sauntered over to my closet and extracted a plush red and black leather flogger. Zahra watched me eagerly the entire time. When she saw what I'd pulled out, she broke into a wide smile. I placed the flogger beside her head. I bent down, pressing my lips to hers.
"Are you ready for this?"
"Will it hurt?"
"No. This one's more for stroking than hitting. Sort of a game, if you will."
"I want to."
"When I strike you, it'll hurt less than if I struck you with my hand."
"Just begin."
Taking the flogger in my right hand, I used my left to lift Zahra's black coat off her, exposing her beautiful backside. I trailed the flogger all over her curvaceous frame, from her lower back to the backs of her legs. She cooed like a content cat. When I struck her, once on each cheek, she yelped slightly and begged me to hit her harder. Obeying her wish, I started elliciting sensations with the suede straps. I lastly put the flogger on the desk. I began with soft kisses on her cheeks, then transitioned into pecking her backside with slightly painful nibbles. She moaned louder, so I reacquired the flogger and struck her buttocks twice. She was clearly aroused, but I had no rush. I laid the flogger on the ground, kneeling before her, and took both her buttocks in my hands, spreading them apart, and commenced licking her rosebud with relish. This sent her into even more ecstasy, so I stood and smacked her three strikes on each cheek.
I commanded her to sit on the couch. I removed my pants and underpants. I grabbed her head and situated the tip of my penis at her lips. She opened her mouth without hesitation, swallowing me. A subtle back-forth movement of my hips seated me deeper in her mouth. Our gazes were entwined.
"Just keep your mouth open."
I began to slowly fuck her mouth, ensuring her head was held still by my hands. Her expression urged me this was okay, so I pulled away. Kissing her, I went back to the desk and retrieved the flogger. As I used the straps to caress her breasts, Zahra purred like a small kitten. I only employed two gentle swipes, one on each bosom. She moaned more and I went to her abdomen, then progressed to her thighs. Utilizing the straps to delicately stroke her clit, she vocalized her pleasure. I set the flogger on the floor and took her nipples into my mouth. This act sent her into a frenzy, prompting me to stand back up and slap her twice on each cheek.
I moved to the couch and instructed her to sit down. I removed my clothing and pushed her head into my pelvis, eliciting a lethargic reaction from her. My penis emerged from under my pants and Zahra took it within her mouth, sucking vigorously. I persisted in this act for a short while until my semen was ready to burst forth. I yanked my cock back a few inches. Shifting Zahra's attention to the task, she held my member in her hands and stroked it with swift, rapid motions. When I neared climax, I came halfway, covering her face in my sperma. Zahra began to chuckle as my last two spurts struck her chest.
"Whoa. So much sperm."
"I've been saving it for a couple of days."
Zahra lapped up my sperm with her tongue, then directed her hands to cover her breasts with her palms and lick her fingers cleaning them, one at a time. We ventured to the shower to cleanse ourselves. After washing each other, we settled onto the mattress, lying casually.
"Two weeks ago, I would've thought activities like this impossible."
"Impossible activities?"
"Intense lovemaking. I never once experienced an orgasm with Malcolm. It was mostly my fault, as I knew nothing about good sex apart from what you taught me in the last two weeks. I struggled to become aroused and sex never stirred me. It's a vicious cycle. The worse the sex, the less I desired it. The less I desired it, the dryer I became and it was uncomfortable."
"Did you and Malcolm never discuss this?"
He's too much of a gentleman to discuss those matters. I believe he utilized the services of escort ladies in the past. I have no right to judge him since I wasn't able to satisfy his needs. Even when he started dating your wife, I didn't hold it against him. I just don't have the courage to make such considerable changes. Hadn't you inquired about if that cup of coffee was for you, I would've been overwhelmed with guilt over my private pleasures.
Did you ever face any issues with lubrication while masturbating?
No, never.
I find it hard to believe, as you're quite exceptional in bed.
Far from it. You're the one who's great. I still can't wrap my head around your former relationship with Kate being replaced by Malcolm.
Let it go, it's over. It's unlikely you have a lubrication issue right now.
Of course not. I'm longing for you. Just the thought of your impending arrival makes me wet. The simple thought of you approaching the Vietnamese restaurant has me aroused.
You're my source of inspiration and my drive for my erotic experiments. Get some sleep tonight because tomorrow holds a new day.
On Thursday, I had a hefty workload at the college yet again. Zahra came to see me at my office. After finishing up a few tasks in the afternoon, we decided to take a stroll in the park. It was cloudy but not as chilly as past days.
I need to loosen up a bit. Shall we go for a walk in the park? It's supposed to rain heavily tomorrow.
Sounds great to me.
What were you busy with? I hope you didn't bore yourself.
Nah, I was perusing through The Good girls guide to bad girls sex?
Really!?
Nah, I'm just kidding. I was exploring materials on Stop the War coalition website. Maybe we should take part in one of the marches.
Let's check with Katarina. Oh, I forgot to call Ferida this morning. Please remind me if I slack off.
As we exited my office, I offered to hold Zahra's coat for her, letting her put it on more conveniently. I helped her put her beret on. We shared a laugh, thinking about our amorous escapades from the previous day.
I had an idea. You could walk around the apartment in a coat, beret, and slippers.
I considered it. But it'd get tiring after a while. Being with you means constantly experiencing novel sensations. One thing after another.
I'm just happy if you enjoy my experiments.
Are we moving too fast or too slow?
We're definitely not doing it too fast. I'm no fragile doll. You won't hurt me. In my imagination, I end up uttering the lewd phrases from porn.
And what might that be?
Performing anal sex on me. Or sliding your large cock into my tight anus.
Talk about a small girl being frank. Time for you to experience the Bosnian method of pussy licking. During the weekend, after your menstruation ends.
What about a sneak peek?
Sorry, no can do.
When we reached home, it was already nighttime. Zahra warmed up our pizza beforehand. After eating and cleaning up, I phoned Ferida.
Hello, Damir. How have you been?
Evening, Ferida. I'd like to request a shared apartment. I can't keep living with Senad. I need a backup plan. Please check with our compatriots in London, see if anyone's willing to rent me an inexpensive flat in the next couple months. And that's it.
No problem, Damir. I'll inquire and call you if I discover something of interest. Oh, and how are you doing?
I'm beyond incredible. Truly satisfied. Bye, Damir.
My Persian cutie has taken you under her spell. I'm delighted for you. Goodbye, Damir.
Thanks a lot. See you.
Zahra walked out of the bathroom and sat next to me.
"What were you chatting about?"
"I asked her if anyone from our diaspora has a tiny apartment where we could stay on a more permanent basis. Senad and I have an agreement only until March. Maybe you can also talk to your parents, if they know any Iranians who would rent us a small apartment."
"I'll call them tomorrow."
"Alright. Let's hit the sack early."
We prepared the sleeping mat and blankets, then turned off the light.
"We've never had sex on this mattress."
"You're not bleeding anymore, right?"
"I am a little, but not much."
She slipped her hand down my body until she felt my erection through my pajamas. She started stroking it.
"You're ready for action. Can I continue?"
"Of course."
She slid her hand along my body until she felt my erection under my pajamas. She began stimulating it, then crawled under the blanket with her head, slid my pajamas off, and took a hold of my cock to put it in her mouth. I allowed her to lick, suck, and smack for a few minutes, and then I removed the blankets. Zahra raised her head.
"Take off our pajamas. But leave your underwear on."
She did as instructed. I lay atop her, pressing my dick against her genitals. I realized she was extremely moist. I began to move back and forth slowly, as if I were inserting it inside her pussy. She emitted purrs like a small cat at this early stage of arousal.
"Let's fuck."
"We can't. Your period isn't over yet."
"Please. I'll wash myself again and bring a towel. Please."
"Okay. I'll get the towel I use for swimming."
Zahra left for the bathroom. I cleared away all the bedding and placed a large towel on the mattress, folded in half to absorb more. Zahra returned and lay beside me. I directed her to bend her knees at a right angle and climbed on top of her in the missionary position. When the tip of my cock found the entrance to her pleasure spot, I felt it was even wetter than usual. I stopped minding a few blood spots that would end up on the towel and started fucking her slowly. I could feel my groin rubbing against her clit. Soon she started moaning, so I increased the intensity of my thrusts. I didn't try to endure it for a long time and soon we were both inches from climax. I took Zahra's right hand and led her fingers to her clit. She immediately started rubbing swiftly with the tips of her fingers. I maintained the pace of my thrusts, and this dual pleasure quickly led to her, as loud as always, orgasm. I continued fucking her after her loud scream. Within ten seconds, I ended and began pumping my seeds into Zahra's pussy. We breathed heavily when this intense episode concluded.
Zahra's eyes were teary.
"What's wrong? I can see you're crying."
"I'm so ecstatic. I don't know why I'm feeling so emotional, maybe due to my period, but that was the strongest orgasm I've ever experienced."
"Cool. As long as you're not feeling any pain."
There were a few drops of blood on the towel and on my deflated penis. Zahra took the towel and we headed to the bathroom. We showered together as we always do, then replaced the bedding on the mattress. Finally, we headed to bed.
On Friday morning, when we left for work, it was raining slightly. I have less work on Fridays, so I can finish by 2 p.m. I managed to phone Kate about utilizing our washing machine the following day, and she confirmed they would be out of town. I didn't inquire more about the details and she didn't provide any more information about their intended trip.
We returned to a Vietnamese restaurant for lunch once again and chatted about Jill while waiting.
"If she comes to swim again today, will you teach her how to execute a crawl turn?"
"Yes, probably if she's interested. Probably no one else has shown her yet."
"Does that concern you?"
"Not at all. Your actions demonstrate your love for me. As long as this remains true, I have no reason or desire to be envious."
"When will you teach me how to turn?"
"Once you begin to swim a flawless freestyle."
"Is Jill's swimming flawless?"
"Not at all, but that's not my concern. Sometimes less is more. It'd be beneficial for Jill to locate a determined coach who can take her back to the basics."
"What if she asks to participate in your practice sessions?"
"If she does, I'll think about it."
"How soon until you teach me how to turn?"
The decision is up to you. It's possible for all three of us to fit in one swimming lane. I'll be swimming on the left side, and you two can share the right side. When Jill starts swimming, wait for her to go about five meters, then push off. I'll be swimming parallel to you while also checking out what Jill's doing and potentially offering some advice. Remember, it's up to you. Did Jill mention wanting to go back to the basics course?
She didn't, but based on what you shared after the first day, she might consider it if she wasn't concerned about you interacting with another person. As long as you're not drying her hair, I'm fine with you helping her out. It's a win-win situation for her.
I gave Zahra's wrist a gentle squeeze.
"You're my ideal Persian office employee, and I adore you. Oh, by the way, once we grow tired of our usual sex, we could try watching Persian and Bosnian movies online."
"Our sex will never get dull because your creativity surpasses all boundaries."
- There's a degree of truth to that, but there's also a limit we don't cross, even in Bosnia. Non-consensual activities are completely out of the question. Although it's not unheard of for us to engage in a different trio in the same bed, it doesn't breach any taboos.
When we arrived at the pool, I changed into my swimsuit. Near the showers, I nearly collided with Jill.
"How are your plants doing?"
"All good. Yours is great, mine's just okay. Will you help me today?"
"Yes, but only because Zahra asked me to."
"Is Zahra still on her period?"
"Yes, but she's with me."
"How long have you been here?"
"I've just finished my shower."
"That's perfect. Then it's best for us to wait for me, and then we'll practice flip turns."
"There's more. I want to enhance my swimming skills, so I need to buy similar equipment as Zahra. Could you please tell me what these items are called? There are several online shops where I could purchase them. Some even offer expedited delivery, so I could have them ready by Monday afternoon."
"I'll scribble down the details for you after our workout."
When I emerged from the shower, Jill was in the pool wearing two kick boards and conversing with Zahra.
"Ready to start?"
"Absolutely, right away."
"Jill and I were chatting about going out to a Chinese restaurant together. You'll help her choose the equipment she needs to order it now and get it delivered on Monday."
"Of course, I don't mind helping."
"Let's go swimming then."
I asked Jill to swim 100 meters freestyle as a warm-up. After that, I demonstrated the push off, double pull, and flip turn, concluding with her lying on her back with her body fully extended. Jill easily mastered these moves. Then I showed her how to kick and flip while holding the kick boards upright. She performed this task adeptly. We then swam side by side, performing the push off into five strokes and the turn. At the start, she struggled to lose enough speed for a smooth flip, but after a few attempts, she improved immensely.
The penultimate step in perfecting the flip turn is to determine which distance from the T at the bottom of the pool triggers the turn, allowing the feet to hit the wall at the optimal spot and generate strong momentum. I had Jill initiate the flip five meters from the wall. For her first turn, my feet were well away from the wall. This is quite typical for beginners. The fear of hitting one's head on a hard surface causes them to initiate the turn too early. I positioned myself just a meter from her swimming path and put my hand on the water about one meter away from the wall. I instructed Jill to glide her head into my palm and initiate the flip. It still wasn't ideal, as her feet missed the wall. For her second try, I moved my hand to be 75 centimeters from the wall. This was her perfect distance. Jill's legs touched the wall, slightly surprising her, so she halted instead of pushing off. For her next flip, I instructed her to push off onto her back. Jill's following flips improved significantly.
After completing my workout, Jill was deep in conversation with Zahra.
"What are you ladies talking about?"
"How great of a teacher you are."
"So, you've got a hang of the turns now? If not, it's fine. You can't rush the learning process. Practice them at the start and end of your swimming sessions, but keep enjoying the sport.
I told Jill that we could sometimes swim together, based on the plans you sent me.
I asked Jill, "Back to the basics for you?"
She replied, "Yes. You're the only one here who knows what they're doing."
If both agreed, I would play along. If Jill gave me her email address, I would send her my training resources. If she came across any new swimming terms, she should Google them.
When it was time to leave, we walked to the restaurant together. Despite being quite reserved, Zahra was talking freely, so I let the girls discuss New Zealand. At the restaurant, I instructed Jill to use her smartphone to visit an online swimming shop. I explained various swim accessories, like pull buoys, kickboards, nose clips, and practice fins. After opening the page and selecting a few items, she handed her phone to me. We had a great lunch and parted ways as old friends. It seemed Zahra needed some time with other girls.
After we returned home, Zahra went to take a shower. I sent Jill the first six training plans through email. Zahra, having just come out of the shower and dressed, sat down on my lap.
- No more blood.
- Understood. What would you like to do before we go to bed?
- You said you'd teach me something special from Bosnia.
- (Hugging her head) Are you sure you want this? We're talking about your first anal penetration, albeit a small one.
- I'm sure. You've never promised anything but pleasure.
- Are you already excited?
- Extremely. I'm ready as any woman, anticipating sex from her man, can be.
- Have you been thinking about this all day?
- All day.
- Stand up, so I can take off my pants. Put on your beret. Also, go get that red chemise and wear it.
I positioned myself on the couch and indicated for Zahra to join me. My dick was fully erect.
- Grab my cock and get on top of it, gradually impaling yourself with it. I'll simply sit back and watch you take charge.
Zahra gently rose on my stiff member. She was completely wet, so it just slid into her like a knife through butter. She used her knees on the couch to slowly raise herself until my cock fell out. She slid herself away from the sofa, causing my cock to slip out of her opening. She once again found my pole, slid it back into her pussy, and slowly descended onto my lap. Zahra was a fan of the slow motions, so it was clear that she didn’t like a wild pounding. She closed her eyes and moved her hips in a rhythm that pleased her. Then, I cupped her breasts and massaged them. She rested her hands on my shoulders. Her pussy was tight and slipping in and out slowly massaged my glans in a way that was indescribable. After ten minutes, I couldn’t maintain control any longer. I came as I was deeply inside her. She milked my cock of the last drops of sperm. I asked her to stand up and change our positions. I got down on the floor and spread her legs. I moistened my fingers in our combined juices and used it to grease her anus. I inserted the tips of my three middle fingers into her pussy and slowly penetrated her anus with the first knuckle of my pinky finger. I touched her clitoris with my lips, moving them in small circles. After a few minutes, her moans became almost orgasmic. I gently pushed my pinky into her anus until it was fully inserted, as she began to suck my tongue. She pushed my face into her crotch and screamed with passion. Her anus contracted and expanded around my pinky. I stood up, hugged her, and whispered, "You're my love."*
- And you're mine.
