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Our Saturday afternoon started with a walk around the South Bank. I took my digital camera, in order to take more Zahra’s portraits. We stopped at Spanish tapas place for an early dinner. When we returned to Atelier, it felt like we are “really together” for the first time. No need to watch the clock, no need to call anyone, no need to hide anything, no need to think about what others are doing. I turned the electrical heating on.
– What now, Damir?
– You know what say Bosnian elders. No washing no fucking.
– So today you will again wash me? Shall I go fill the tub with water?
– Yes, but today will be different than Thursday. Today we are going to bathe together. We will wash each other, as you suggested in one of your Shirin mails.
– Okay, I’m going.
I entered the bathroom. The water was already roaring loudly. I walked up to Zahra and hugged her from behind by placing my palms on her breast.
– Ah, your beautiful apples.
– Since when did my boobs become apples?
– I recall it just now. This is not my invention and does not come from Bosnian language. This comparison was invented by the Balkan Roma. The phrase “gudli sian sar phabai” appears in their songs, which literally means “your boobs are like apples”.
I started unbuttoning her shirt. When I was done, I put the shirt on the shelf.
– Now it’s your turn.
Zahra turned and unbuttoned my shirt. I pulled her shirt out of her skirt and over her head. I also undid her bra. I stroked her boobies with the palms of my hands until her nipples hardened. Zahra took hold of my undershirt and I knelt down so she could take it off. I unbuttoned her skirt and let it fall to the floor, then took off her panties. Zahra took hold of my belt and undid it. She also undid the button and zipper on my pants. I stood in front of her in my underpants with a hard on. She placed her right hand on my dick and stroked it, then took hold of the hem of my panties and pulled them off. She leaned down and kissed the tip of my hard on. She knelled in front of me and peeled my socks from my feet. After I removed her stockings, we both stood in the middle of the bathroom, naked and aroused. I turned off the faucet and stepped in the bathtub. I sat down and motioned Zahra to join me.
She sat down with her back turned toward me. I took the soap and a sponge and started to wash her back as she leaned forward. When I finished, she leaned back so I could reached around and wash her boobies. Then she stood up, so I could wash her bottom, stomach, crotch and legs.
– Now its your turn.
She returned the favor and washed my body with a sponge. When she finished, she knelt down in front of me, wrapped her hands around my erection, started to lick its head, after which she opened her mouth and started to suck it gently.
– Time for the towel?
– Okay.
We stepped out the bathtub and proceeded to dry each other. I took her hand in mine and led her to the couch.
I went to the closet and took out two red colored cotton ropes and a red chemise. I handed chemise to Zahra and unfolded the rope. I found the bight of the first rope and turned towards her.
– Please lie on your back and lift your knees to your chest.
– What happened to kiss me – wash me – spank me – fuck me?
– Spanking can wait. As for fuck me, I would like that if you are really ready.
– I’m as ready as I will ever be.
– Okay then.
Zahra assumed the position I told her to. I took hold of her right wrist and brought it close to her right ankle, then joined them with a simple two column tie, which I learned from a book about shibari. I proceeded by tying her left wrist and left ankle. Persian delight (i.e. pussy), pleasure button (i.e. clitoris) and rosebud (i.e. asshole opening) were fully exposed to my wandering tongue and fingers. First I started to trail number 8 pattern around her clit and her pussy lips. She purred like a little kitten.
– You taste fantastic.
I went further down and licked all the area around her tender rosebud. I probed her opening with the tip of my tongue, just few millimeters deep, but it was enough to elicit a loud moan. I removed my head from her crotch, then gently inserted my middle finger in her pussy, bend it slightly and left it there, while gently sucking on her pleasure button. Zahra’s moans told me that my way of pleasuring the pleasure button was the right way. After a minute or so, her breathing became so fast, that I knew she might orgasm any time now, so I stopped licking her Persian delight and stood up.
– Why did you stop? It was so pleasant. What’s wrong?
– Nothing is wrong. It’s all part of the game.
I took my dick in my right hand and started to trail its head all across her pleasure zone. After a while, I positioned eskişehir escort the tip of my cock on the opening between her pussy lips.
– Can I go in?
– Oh yes. Take me please.
– I like when you talk. I love that you know what you want me to do. Every time you say please do x or y to me, I will do it.
I pushed slightly with my hips and about one inch of my penis disappeared inside.
– Does it hurt?
– No.
– Can I go deeper?
– Yes please.
– Will you tell me if it starts to hurt?
– Yes.
I leaned forward so that we could kiss during my thrusts. Zahra wrapped her legs and arms around me. I slowly pushed my dick for couple more inches, then very slowly retreat until it almost fell out. I proceeded to fuck her at a slow pace and she liked it. When her moans become too loud, I stopped fucking her and pull out. Before she could say anything, I knelled on the floor and started to lick her clit.
– Oh my god, this is so good. Don’t stop please.
– What? Don’t stop what?
– Lick me pleeease…
– Where? Where should I lick you?
– Everywhere. Lick me everywhere.
I started to lick her rosebud and she started to moan even louder than before. I knew that this could not bring her over the edge, so I licked and kissed her buns playfully. After few minutes I stopped licking and again lay down on her.
– Are you okay?
– Yes. You are torturing me so beautiful. Please go on.
I grabbed my dick and without hesitation led the its tip inside Zahra’s delight. I started to fuck her at a slow pace, which she seemed to like it so much. She whispered:
– Do you like fucking me?
– I love fucking you.
– Keep fucking me. Fuck me until you come.
– Not yet, my Sweet.
I stopped fucking her, knelt on the floor in front of couch and started to lick her tender brown opening. She was purring again and I took my time, then lift my head.
– Are you ready for the finale?
– Yes, yes, yes.
– So here we go.
I put the tip of my right thumb on Zahra’s rosebud and my mouth on her clit. I started simultaneously circular motions of my tongue and my finger, without penetrating her. This really drove her wild. Her moaning became louder and louder. She started to press her hips towards my face. I removed my lips.
– No, no… Keep fucking me. Fuck me.
I immediately resumed my caresses. It took maybe a minute until she reached a loud orgasm, which must have been overheard by all people who were inside the building at that time. I stood up, grabbed my dick and began to jerk off. I was so excited, that it took me just 20 seconds to finish. With a groan I spurted five jets of sperm all over her boobies and stomach.
We were both panting. After few minutes, when we calmed down, Zahra cupped her boobs, soaked in my semen, with her palms and started to lick one finger at the time. She licked my semen with such enthusiasm as if it was an ice cream. She rubbed her stomach with her hands and licked her palms and fingers again. I leaned towards her an kissed her lips.
– You are my love.
– And you are mine.
I untied the ropes and we went to the bathroom to shower again. After we both took a shower, we inflated the mattress and covered it with bedding.
– What will we do tomorrow? Going to the park?
– There are many thing we can do together. We can go to cinema, I can read Nizami’s poem to you, we can go for a long walk, we can go bowling, we can use atelier for some nude or semi nude photography, we can go somewhere for lunch or dinner, we can make love and so many other things.
– Which side of mattress will be mine?
– If you don’t mind, I prefer the left side.
– Okay.
– Go to bed, so that I can turn off the light.
She obeyed, I stepped to the entrance door where the switch is located and turned the light off. I returned to the mattress. At first the feeling of sleeping so low above the floor was a bit funny but in a while I got used to it. Zahra was lying on her right side, so I could spoon her from the back. She took hold of my hand and put it on her right boobie. The felling of being able to sleep naked together was almost as good as sex itself.
Sunday morning was rainy. I woke up first. I got up and started preparing breakfast that I could eat in Bosnia. I cut the buns in half and spread butter on them, then spread honey on top of the butter. I made coffee, fruit tea and a glass of juice, and then I cut a grapefruit in half, as the Romani song says “jepaš tuke jepaš mange”, i.e. half for you half for me. I started to prepare my photographic equipment, waiting for Zahra to wake up. Half an hour later she woke up too. She went to the couch, where she left her red underwear before we went to the eskişehir escort bayan shower, and put it on. Now, in the broad daylight, she looked even more lovely in that outfit than she had last night.
– Do you prefer an English breakfast? I have no sausages, no bacon, and no beans in the fridge right now. If you want, we can go shopping tomorrow.
– No, no, I like what you put on the table better than the classic breakfast.
After we ate breakfast and cleaned up, it was time to decide what to do until lunch.
– Can I take pictures of you in this outfit?
– What kind of pictures?
– Photos of a woman wearing only stockings, panties and thin chemise are obviously erotic. The rule is simple. After the session will be over, I will collect all the files in an password protected zip archive, while at the same time erase them from the camera’s memory card. You will decide the password and you will not disclose it to me. I will be able to crop, edit, etc. only if you will open the archive for me. Of course, you will be able to participate in any kind of photo processing.
– Okay, but only if you will stay naked during the entire session.
– Deal. We will start with proven poses. I have a collection of artsy erotic female portraits, which I found in various free on charge Internet sources. We will look at them, one by one, in order to study the pose, facial expression, the light and props. Then we will try to create a similar photo of you. I will bring my laptop here and see for yourself.
I went to fetch up my computer and opened the zip archive called female.erotic.art.photo.poses for Zahra. This collection consists chiefly of replicas of well know pictures, such as Goya’s Maya and da Vinci’s Mona Liza, which I collected over the years. If there were more picture with similar poses, I kept only one of them. The existing search engines can help anyone to collect something similar.
We spend more several hours studying classical female poses and trying to made our own zip archive my.photos, where “my” stands for photos of Zahra. I’ve had past experiences with two nude models, but I’ve never photographed a woman I’m in love with. It was a fantastic feeling, incomparable to any previous photo sessions, because Zahra was so playful and in such a good mood during the photo shoot. Since I was nude with a semi hard-on, the phrase “watch the birdie” got redefined. It is only correct that such a session must be considered as an interesting foreplay.
After we were done with the classic poses, I asked her if I could take closeup of various details of her body, which I intended to delete immediately after we looked at them together. After we previewed all those images, Zahra disagreed with my intention to delete them all, so I made here a new password protected zip entitled my.details.
Despite the fact that we both aroused, we decided to seek the ultimate pleasure later in the afternoon. I wanted to show Zahra what is traditional teleća čorba, a kind of Bosnian veal stew. On the internet we found one Balkan restaurant in west London, which was offering several čorbas. We took an umbrella and hiking boots and went for lunch. We had to change two lines, so I took us almost an hour to go there and one hour to go back. We returned to Atelier at four o’clock. I was eager to review our basic collection in order to choose the best one for each classic pose. For every pose I took 10 photos, and so 9 of them had to be deleted. I mostly allowed Zahra to choose the best one. It took us about an hour, and I could see Zahra in red lingerie in most The task of crop the pictures and play with filters, contrasts and saturation was left for Tuesday morning, when I will have no lectures.
– Was I a good girl today?
– Yes, very good indeed. I love taking photos of you. We could progress to other outfits and new poses. I bought you four similar completes, so we can experiment with blue, white and black lingerie.
– You are making me do thing, I never thought are possible. Learning how to swim, asking to be taken anally, posing almost naked for a photographer. I wonder where will my depravity end.
– Most of the time you still look and behave like an innocent kindergarten teacher from south east of London. I think that as long as it is all consensual, there is no taboo for a couple of lovers. We can be like a pair of playful dolphins in a lagoon. Nothing you ask me to do is depraved.
– Anything? Right now?
– Anything.
– Then show me your third anal sex lesson.
– Whoso falleth in with my humor, will end with her rosebud thoroughly rimmed by a restless tongue.
– Can I asked something else?
– Sure.
– Spank me.
– Are you sure? With dandelion?
– No silly. Spank me for real escort eskişehir with your hand.
– Some other wish?
– Yes. I will put on my white lingerie set before spanking.
– I’m waiting.
Zahra undressed and walked to the close. She took out a set of white underwear and put it on. I decided to stay fully dressed and to set on the couch. She also took the white rope from the closet and brought it to me. She turned around and clasped her hands behind her back.
– Tie them up.
– Are you sure?
– Stop asking me if I’m sure if I’m asking you something.
– I’m sorry. Are you sure I’m going to stop asking you?
– You bastard.
– Bitanga. You can call me bitanga when I piss you off. One of the most famous Bosnian songs is Bitanga and Princess. The point of the song is that the two of them, like Kate and me, cannot be a couple. Bitanga and quiet little kindergarten teacher with red barret, like you and me. Works much better.
I took the rope and tied her wrists with a wide two-column tie. She lay down across my knees.
– Spank me.
– Your wish is my command.
I placed my right hand on her buttock and stroked them gently. I took hold of her chemise and lifted it over her hips, then pulled down the hem of her panties just enough to reveal her bare butt. I placed my left hand on her head and stroked her hair. I put my right palm on her naked skin.
– Good girl deserves to be rewarded with spanking.
I raised my right hand and gently slapped her on her right buttock and immediately after that on her left one. Zahra gasped a little. I stroked her thighs and butt with my hand, then slid my fingers between her legs across her rosebud all the way to her clit. Zahra was already aroused, so I could feel her moisture. I dipped my middle finger into her wet crack and gently wiped it against her rosebud. I repeated this for several times, until Zahra moaned loudly, then I raised my hand again and slapped her buttocks twice. I repeated this pattern, two gentle slaps, caressing, dipping fingers in one hole and rub them against the other, perhaps dozen times. Her moans became louder and lauder.
– Get up and kneel on the couch. Now put your head down.
Her back was arched and her ass was sticking up in the air. I went to the bathroom and brought a small wet towel and soap. I carefully washed her area around her vagina and rosebud. I sat down next to her and started kissing her butt and thighs. Her skin was slightly red, but without bruises. I spread her ass a little to reach her more easily and started licking her rear opening. She started purring like a cat. I brought my hand up and hit her on each ass one more time. When she moaned loudly, I gently slid the tips of my middle three fingers into her slit and teased all those nerve endings around her rosebud with my tongue.
– No, no, no.
I stopped immediately and pulled my fingertips out of her pussy.
– I don’t want to finish like this. You must finish too. Please fuck me now with your dick.
I needed no further encouragement. I unzipped my pants and dropped them to the floor. I grabbed my underpants and pushed it under my knees. I pushed Zahra’s panties down to her knees. She was so aroused that my penis just slided inside her. I put my hands on her hips and thrust my penis into her in a slow rhythm. From time to time I hit her right buttock lightly with my right hand. She was moaning loud enough to wake up the whole building if it wasn’t so early.
I put my hands on her hips and thrust my penis in and out of her in a slow rhythm. From time to time I hit her right buttock lightly with my right hand. She was moaning loud enough to wake up the whole block if it wasn’t so early.
– You have to come inside me.
I obeyed and quickened my pace. I fucked her faster and faster. When I felt that I was going to come, I penetrated her until I could feel her cervix on the tip of my head. I came with a groan, almost inaudible among Zahra’s moans. We remained in this pose, panting, for couple of minutes. I untied the rope around her wrists, flipped her onto her back and removed her panties. I carefully pushed three fingers of my left hand into her vagina and began to suck on her pleasure button. In less than a minute she came too, with a scream. I wondered what all those NGO members thought about us. Zahra’s legs were shaking for several minutes. I lied next to her and caressed her belly.
– I feel wonderful. You really finished inside me, didn’t you?
– Yes. I was surprised myself, that I obeyed you. What exactly was that? Are we starting a family?
– No. I will have my period soon. You may have to swim alone this week.
– I will not go alone. We belong together now. If you can’t go, I don’t want to go either.
– Even if Jill will be there?
– Little Red Riding Beret, are you asking for more spanking?
– How about if we go together? I will watch you swim. I love watching you swim. You look so elegant and effortless. You can swim for an hour and then we’ll go to dinner. I can also keep Jill away from you.
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