Illicit Affair

Previously.

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 day of the week.

Karolina is a Polish student who works for an NGO in the same building as Senad's studio. The only persons who call her Lina are Zahra and Damir.

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.

Zahra, Jill, Karolina, and Damir have private emails, whose names are Shirin1177, Kiwi1177, Antifa1177, and Farhad1177.

Part 27 covers Saturday's threesome with Karolina.

Part 28 covers Sunday's threesome with Jill.

Part 29 covers Monday's sex with Karolina in Damir's office during work hours.

Part 30 covers Tuesday 's idea of having an orgy starting on Friday evening.

Part 31 covers Wednesday when the four participants discuss the orgy's details.

Part 32 covers Thursday's shopping for the orgy and test of the new vibrator.

Part 33 covers the start of the orgy on Friday.

Illicit Affair - Part 33

Friday started with light rain, which was also forecast for the entire weekend, which is perfect for an old-fashioned orgy. The first thing to do was go to work. I arrived there around 8 o'clock. I worked until 10:30 when Lina arrived at my door. She brought a bag with all the things she would need during the orgy.

- I have no more lectures for this week. Let the party begin.

- Hello Lina. Do you want to start the orgy before its official opening?

- No. Today I feel well sexed from yesterday. I just came to chat and kill time. I feel weird as if waiting for Godot. I could do many things, but instead, I chose to be near you. Can I stay here and talk to Jill?

- Of course. I don't expect visitors, but even if someone comes, he will see a student with a laptop in my office, which is nothing outrageous.

- Thanks Master Omerbegović. I will be quiet as a little mouse.

I continued my work, while Lina surfed away, to meet Jill.

Antifa1177>

How are you, Blond Bitch?

Kiwi1177>

Fine. And you, Polish Cunt?

Antifa1177>

Also fine.

Kiwi1177>

Where are you?

Antifa1177>

In my master's office.

Kiwi1177>

Don't do what I wouldn't.

Antifa1177>

Of course. Master is working now. His back is turned to me. I'm at his desk for students and visitors.

Kiwi1177>

Today is finally The Day.

Antifa1177>

This evening we will play some girl-on-girl games. Have you done anything like that before?

Kiwi1177>

When I was a teenager, I kissed a girl, my schoolmate, on the mouth. Zahra's pussy is the first pussy I ever saw.

Antifa1177>

I have a similar story. When I was 12, I talked about how it could be if a boy kissed a girl. It was her idea to try the kiss with me.

Kiwi1177>

And how was it?

Antifa1177>

The best kiss until I met Damir Omerbegović.

Kiwi1177>

Are you ready for today? To lick and be licked?

Antifa1177>

I am. What are the rules of tonight's game anyway? Can I use a vibrator?

Kiwi1177>

Probably not. Ask Damir and tell me.

Lina turned to me. I was still working.

- El Comandante, can we use vibrators tonight?

- No. Nothing except your body and your imagination. Most of it will be oral if you want someone to cum.

Antifa1177>

He says no. You can use only your tongue, lips, and fingers.

Kiwi1177>

I guessed so. Do you have stage fright? Did you ever use your mouth to make someone cum?

Antifa1177>

No, never. I have no idea how to do it. I will lick and suck and hope for the best.

Kiwi1177>

I'm sure Damir can make us cum, one by one if he wants. We can try it for fun, but in the end, your Master will take care of us all.

Antifa1177>

Did you ever try a threesome before you came to London?

Kiwi1177>

No. Damir and Zahra were my first couple. And you?

Antifa1177>

Of course not. I had one boyfriend, and few attempts at sex, all of them terrible. I'm learning from Damir every day.

Kiwi1177>

Did Damir ever make you cum?

Antifa1177>

Of course. Always. Easily.

Kiwi1177>

Me too. I love it when he fucks me. I like it from behind. I hope he will fuck me from behind on Sunday afternoon.

Antifa1177>

I would like him to fuck me in all 365 positions of his book, while you and Zahra take photos for my own private Kamasutra.

Kiwi1177>

That's a good idea. Maybe we can suggest this as an idea. Let's make our own book of basic sex positions in a couple of hours. If we limit ourselves to 20 positions, we need 60 pictures. If we keep the rhythm of one photo per two minutes, we can pull it off. Each page would be composed of three photos of Damir fucking one of us.

Antifa1177>

Which positions do you have in mind?

Kiwi1177

> Missionary and its variants. Doggy and its variants. Cowgirl and its variants. Standing and spooning.

Antifa1177>

What would be the variants of missionary sex?

Kiwi1177

>

Firstly

, the classic. Our legs will be slightly bent and parted. Damir lies between them.

Secondly

, the wrap. Our legs are wrapped around his hips.

Thirdly

, the V fuck. Damir puts our ankles on his shoulders.

Fourthly

, open book. We hold our knees up near the boobs, and Damir lies on us.

Fifthly

, the desk. We lie on a desk or high bed. Damir grabs our ankles and lifts and spreads our legs. Perhaps you can think of something else.

Antifa1177>

So you suggest we should do this on a Sunday afternoon?

Kiwi1177>

It's one possibility what to do with a rainy Sunday. We can also postpone this to next weekend.

Antifa1177>

And doggy? In how many ways can Wild Wolf fuck Blond Bitch?

Kiwi1177

>

Sixthly

, the classic. We are on all fours, head down, ass high, Damir kneels between our legs.

Seventhly,

elevated doggy. We kneel on the edge of the bed, and Damir stands between our legs.

Eightly

, bend over. We stand before the desk of a high bed, with legs parted, torso flattened on the desk, Damir stands between our legs.

Ninethly,

lift up. We are on all fours touching the ground only with palms and toes, while Damir lifts our butt.

Tenthly

, spread eagle. We lie on our stomachs and spread our legs widely while arching the back supported by our palms and elbows. Damir lies between our legs and also arches his back.

Antifa1177>

Your thoughts will stay written so we can use them for actual photo shooting.

Kiwi1177

>

Position 11

, the classics. Damir lies on his back, we sit on his big fat cock facing him.

Position 12

, the reverse. Same as before except we face his legs.

Position 13

, lotus. Damir sits with legs crossed, we straddle him with legs around his hips.

Position 14

, couch or chair. Damir sits normally on the edge of a couch or on a chair. We straddle him face to face.

Position 15

, couch or chair reverse. We straddle him facing away from him.

Antifa1177

> I would love to ride his hard Bosnian pole.

Kiwi1177

>

Position 16

, classical standing. We are standing next to a wall, facing him. Damir is standing, facing us.

Position 17

, standing reverse. We are standing next to a wall, facing it. Damir is standing behind us.

Position 18

, classical spooning. We lie on our right side. Damir lies on the same side, behind us.

Position 19

, spooning reverse. We lie on our left side, and Damir lies on the opposite side, facing us.

Position 20

, scissors. We lie on the left side, Damir kneels around our left leg and lifts our right leg into the air.

Antifa1177

> You should write this on a piece of paper, so we can put it onto the wall. You can say, Damir, please take me in 15, and so on and so on. Did you have a lot of boyfriends?

Kiwi1177

> Only three. I already forgot them. They were nothing like Damir, concerning sex. I never tried all those positions with them, because we were too sexually repressed. I was born into an upper-middle-class suburban conservative family and went to the best schools. This was the worst place to learn about "dirty" sex which was appropriate only for porn stars. Meeting a man like Damir was for me like somebody just showed me the gospel of eroticism.

Antifa1177

> I was also sexually repressed because our family is deeply Catholic. I was taught not just that sex outside marriage was a sin, but also that unnatural perverse sex between spouses is a sin. Damir's gospel is for me like if I converted from one religion into another. Damir once told me that for females one orgasm per day keeps the doctor away. This is his gospel's main message so to speak.

Kiwi1177

> I wonder how would my mother's face look if she could read our little chat. She would probably say that I threw away all my elite education, my parents paid for.

Antifa1177

> The same is true for my parents. I wonder what would my priest say.

Kiwi1177

> Probably that you are possessed by the Devil himself.

Antifa1177

> You know what would be the ultimate kink for a rebellious Polish Cunt? I would dress as a nun. I would sew the number 666 on one of Damir's T-shirts and let him fuck me in all conceivable positions. I would kneel in front of him and let him feed me with his load. I would pray for him to eat my cunt, hidden beneath a holy black fabric. While I would be near the orgasm I would scream

"Fuck me Damir!"

. In the moment of orgasm itself, I would scream

"Holy shit, I'm coming!"

.

Kiwi1177

> Wow, what a kinky fantasy. I would like to form something for myself. Will you really ask Damir to help you turn this fantasy into reality?

Antifa1177

> Hell, yes!

Kiwi1177

> Good for you, sister Blond. Study the gospel by Damir and pass on the knowledge.

Antifa1177

> Tell me, do you like your job?

Kiwi1177

> Of course not. It pays my bills, but many aspects of corporate culture are also deeply repressive. People around me are sometimes like robots, and surely sexually repressed. If you lose all of your energy on climbing the ladder, you have no energy for sex. I'm satisfied with my position of a deputy and don't have any plan how to displace the present head of our department. The dress code is also rigid. Those three hours per week that I devoted to swimming were my escape to the realm of free people. Now I cling to those hours I can spend with you guys. You are my only happiness at the moment.

Antifa1177>

I have an idea. Why don't you dress in your work uniform and let Damir be in his casual clothing? Make a scenario about a tall dark sportsman fucking blond CEO lady into a moaning little puppy. He will spank your corporate ass and take you from behind. Worse even, make him wear El Comandante beret and Che Guevara T-shirt. A Socialist leader fucking blond CEO in her butt would be the ultimate kink for a woman like you.

Kiwi1177

> It seems that you are now less repressed than me. I still have trouble writing something like that. It's like you are writing my secret fantasies, which I'm too ashamed to ask for.

Antifa1177

> I have an idea. Why not ask Damir to fulfill our fantasies next week, separately of course? Let's make a weekend of cosplay. This weekend is a prolonged national nude day, so next weekend it can be a prolonged cosplay meeting.

Kiwi1177

> Lina, I love talking to you, but now the corporation needs me. Sorry. We shall meet at the swimming pool. Talk to Damir about our fantasies, if he has time today. Please.

Antifa1177

> I will talk to him. Over and out.

Lina placed the tablet on the table and turned towards me.

- I want to ask you something. Can I?

- Yes, I can stop for a while. In fact, let's just go for a coffee break.

-

Jill and I were sexting. We realised that we both have a cosplay fantasy involving you. Those fantasies are about sticking it to the oppressor. We both want you to help us make this fantasy come true. This weekend we have an orgy with a completely different theme, so we want to know if, during the next weekend, it is possible to play out our fantasy. Can we have another orgy next weekend, with roleplaying?

- Of course, we can. I think we can have orgies every weekend. Can I know a bit more about your rebellion? Do you want me to play the role of your oppressor?

- Oh my God, no. Of course not. You will be our oppressor's sworn enemy. Our oppressor is a meta entity and, moreover, it exists in real life.

- What is it then?

- In my case, it is the Catholic Church's high clergy. In Jill's case, it is a corporative hierarchic culture. I want you to play the role of Devil's emissary preaching the gospel of good extramarital sex. Jill wants you to play the role of Che Guevara or some other character who is an enemy of CEOs. Maybe Žižek or Varufakis or Picketty or Corbyn. Or perhaps Karl Marx.

- I'm not really into playing the roles of public intellectuals who are still alive. I can play Che or Karl.

- And the main theme of fantasy is...?

- We cheat on our oppressor, which is controlling our sexuality, by allowing its enemy to fuck us in every conceivable way until we come several times, uttering or shouting your name during the play.

-

Do you want me to wear some devil's costume? No, it will look silly. I want to wear a red and white Polish female folk dress, while you will wear a black T-shirt. I will embroider the orange number 666 on it. I will also wear white cotton underwear. I will look like a good girl going to the Sunday mass.

- Good one, this number 666. I don't like childish Halloween costumes. Remember me tomorrow to give you my black T-shirt. Jill wants me to wear the Che Guevara beret and T-shirt, or the Karl Marx T-shirt?

- Yes. She will be wearing the corporate dress code from her real job.

- Okay, we have a deal.

- What about Zahra?

-

She left Iran at the age of 7. Her current oppression does not come from any type of clergy or some well-defined meta-structure. Her daily fear is to be a victim of neonazi islamophobes. Her wish is to have good sex with a man who is treated as an enemy of islamophobes, despite the fact that I'm not a Muslim. Man with no tattoo, normal hair, and political left of left-wing. We play this game almost daily, except for the hijab. She has one as a part of her traditional dress, but she only wears this outfit for major Persian holidays, such as Nowruz. She could wear it next weekend if we decide to organize this "Stick it to the powers that be" thematic weekend.

Lina was satisfied with my answer and proposed we go for a coffee break. We didn't meet any acquaintances. We chatted about her recent correspondence with Jill. After we drank our coffee I paid and we left.

- Do you have time to go with me for a walk?

- Sorry, Lina. I must finish something before Monday. I will go and work, while you can stroll. We will meet at three o'clock at my office.

By three o'clock I finished all that needed to be done, so I took my swimming bag and went outside. Lina was walking across the campus toward me. When she joined me, we went towards the restaurant. Zahra was already there and was sitting behind the table for three, so we joined her.

- Hello, Zahra. Is everything okay? Any problems with work?

- No, none. On the other hand, I have good news for this evening. I believe I stopped bleeding and my period is over.

- Pity that you didn't bring a swimming bag.

- No problem. I will be chatting with Lina, while you and Jill will be swimming.

- As you wish.

The owner's nephew came to our table and we ordered stir fry noodles.

- I already feel good in your company. I know I will fill even better when we really start the orgy. Nothing can stop us now. True?

- Yes. Jill and I will go for a quick swim, then we all go to the Chinese dumpling place.

- I had the sexting session with Jill. She is fun to talk to.

- I agree. It seems that we are all quite compatible as a foursome. I hope that our lovemaking will make you feel the best experience of your entire adult life. I already know that sex with Damir surpasses anything I saw, felt, learned, or tried before. It's nice to have good friends, so I hope the foursome will be a step further.

We chatted about the next big pro-peace event, and a possible new cosplay orgy, until our noddles arrived. We ate rather quickly and went towards the tube station. The train was full of people, i.e. not exactly a place where one would discuss the forthcoming orgy. When we arrived we saw that Jill is already waiting with a large bag.

- Hello, all. Is everything okay?

- Sure. By the way, Damir and Zahra back up our proposal for the next week.

- Zahra, where is your swimming bag?

- I left it at home because yesterday evening there was still a little blood on the tampon. Now it's over. Never mind, I will chat with Lina, so you and Damir can take your time.

On several occasions, during stops between the drills, I saw Zahra and Lina laughing in the distance. This time Jill and I concentrated more on correcting her breaststroke since her freestyle was already rather good. After we finished, we joined Zahra and Lina. We walked to the restaurant like any other group of friends. After we ordered dumplings, we chatted about traveling abroad, about things we saw there, about local food we tasted,

The journey to the Atelier was uneventful. When we arrived to its entrance, I took the key out of my pocket, unlocked the door, and pronounced:

"The nude orgy starts now!"

.

I entered the studio and turned on the lights. Girls followed me while I led them towards the corner with scene lights. There was no need to talk or to give instructions. I started to undress, folding clothes as neatly as I could. Girls immediately followed my example. I looked at the girls, and I saw that they were all relaxed. In a few minutes, we were all naked and four neat piles of clothes were in the corner of divanhana (living room for talking).