We are Paki couple from Lahore. Basically we are from Chakwal but we live in Lahore as I work here. Both our families is in Chakwal. I am Nadeem and my wifes name is Nadia, this story is about how I started fucking a prostitute along with my friend Kamran and how my wife Nadia started fucking Kamran and he became bf of my wife and then how my wife also became a prostitute. (names and Locations changed due to privacy reason)
There are thousands of men who fantasize about their wives having sex with another man, but very few will experience it quite like this.
I had become accustomed over the years to men of all ages being overly nice to my wife, and not just because of her sweet disposition either. Basically, any man producing testosterone finds himself staring at her. She's what most would consider the true definition of a MILF. Let's face it, how often these days do you see a knockout 36-year old woman, who is 5' 2", 65kilo, married 38inc boobs, with absolutely perfect legs, perfect ass, and an unbelievably beautiful smile? When this started we were married for since 13 years and had a son of 12 years.
I am associated with pharma job and so as Kamran but we were in different company. He lives near our home with his brother and Bhabhi. His wife divorced him few years back and also took their only son with her. We became friends as due to our job we both needs to travel to Sahiwal on Friday, stay there and we used to come back by sat evening. So we used to travel together. Although we became good friends but one thing was strange about him. He never stayed in the hotel where I stay. Infect he never told me where he stays in night. But I was not much curious about this that time.
He used to come to my home after dinner each Saturday and we used to talk, play chess, and watch TV together. Nadia was friendly with him and also used to join us. He was friendly with her. I noticed that he always used to please her, like helping her making tea, picking dishes etc. She's not the type to take advantage of kindness and actually he's not the type who even knows he's going overboard for her, but it's so very obvious when he's always trying to please her in everything he does.
As he was alone. He loves hanging out at our home on Saturdays we also never treated him as a guest. Me and Nadia always felt sorry for him that his wife left him. So he also just felt comfortable around us.
Kamran was a very intelligent fellow with a full-ride academic scholarship, a well-built body and a jolly nature.
He became very comfortable around us, and we with him. It was not uncommon for him to be lying on the couch in our sofa, taking bath in our home, even some times helping wife in cooking. We used to go movies and outing together also along with our son
One day he came home and was looking very depressed. We asked him and he said today is his wedding anniversary and he is just missing his wife and son a lot. We tried to cheer him, we wanted him to feel good. Nadia said to him that we have always felt him as our good friend, he knows everything about us but he didnt told us many things. We even dont know why his wife left him.
On this he first time told us his story. He asked Nadia, Bhabhi you know me very well, do you think I am an attractive man? Do you think I am still able to attract any women? Nadia said yes you are. You are a type of person every girls wants to marry, and thats why I have told you many times before also to get married. You can find an attractive women easily.
He said, Bhabhi, my body needs, my urge for women is also very high. I dont know why, maybe its in my jeans. On other hand my wife was very cold women. We were married for 10 years and I have hardly had her in bed 50-60 times in these 10 years. Tears came in Kamran eyes and in the state of sentiment he said. Bhabhi no other married man had masturbated the number of times I did in these years. She was loving, caring, and a good mother of my son no doubt in it, but she had no romance in her and her body needs were zero.
Me and Nadia felt sorry for him hearing this. Then I said, but I thought she left you? Where as in this case you had to left her and get a proper girl for yourself. He made a sad smile and said, I was compromising with life but then I found someone. He then looked at me then Nadia and said, I didnt told you all this because I knew that then I will need to tell you the reason and I am sure that after I tell you the reason, I will lost the respect from you.
Me and Nadia looked at each other. We both were confused as well as curious. Nadia said, then you cant call us friends. Because these things never happens in friends. I also said, Kamran, we just dont want to see you like this and maybe we can help if you tell us the true thing. And please dont insult our friendship.
He then thought for a sec then said, Nadeem you know I never stayed in the hotel where you stay in Sahiwal. He then looked at me and Nadia then said dont take me wrong. It was hard for me to sleep with a good looking wife every night and dont able to do anything with her. Each night her body lying beside me used to make me high but I was unable to do anything. Then in Sahiwal, I came across a hotel. Its a fine hotel, good rooms and service and they used to offer one more service then other hotels. I had to take it and once I did I found my relieve in it. Nadia didnt understood what service he was talking about. I was like little shocked. Then I said, so u started to use prostitutes?
He felt ashamed but said yes. Try to understand, I had to. I told you I am hornier then average man and my wife was far below average then average women when it comes to sex. I had to. It was my need. I looked at Nadia. I was expecting a disgust expression on her face but her expressions were pale. She said, look I understand, but she left her words then said, so your wife came to know about this? He said yes. It became my routine. Initially I used 3-4 different girls but then I found Samreen. She is a nice girl. Lovely and friendly. And I became her permanent customer of Friday night. One day I was ill didnt went there. I took pills and slept and even didnt massaged her that I am not coming. In night when I was in sleep, she called on my cell and my wife picked it up. Before wife could say anything samreen started talking that where am I? Me and wife had a fight and I had to tell her the truth. She made a scene out of it. Told this to my Bhai Bhabhi even her parents.
Nadia said but why didnt you said that it was her fault, she was the one who didnt fulfilled your need? Kamran said. I did but to her, every married couple fucks with the same frequency. It was normal for her. She didnt want to hear anything and left me. I asked, so you still goes to Samreen every Friday and he said yes. Nadia said but why waste money on her why dont you get married?
He paused for few sec then said, when it comes to pros, sex becomes just another way of earning money. They dont get much pleasure out of it. But in my case Samreen enjoys it. She says my good stamina and good size between my legs makes her wait for me whole week. I am not just another customer for her. I am like her lover. She gets pleasure from me. So she dont charge much from me. We are good friends. Or you can call her my gf also. A gf who is married to a wimp who pimps her.
Both, me and Nadia felt sorry for him but we were also sort of happy that he got this so called pros as gf
There are thousands of men who fantasize about their wives having sex with another man, but very few will experience it quite like this.
I had become accustomed over the years to men of all ages being overly nice to my wife, and not just because of her sweet disposition either. Basically, any man producing testosterone finds himself staring at her. She's what most would consider the true definition of a MILF. Let's face it, how often these days do you see a knockout 36-year old woman, who is 5' 2", 65kilo, married 38inc boobs, with absolutely perfect legs, perfect ass, and an unbelievably beautiful smile? When this started we were married for since 13 years and had a son of 12 years.
I am associated with pharma job and so as Kamran but we were in different company. He lives near our home with his brother and Bhabhi. His wife divorced him few years back and also took their only son with her. We became friends as due to our job we both needs to travel to Sahiwal on Friday, stay there and we used to come back by sat evening. So we used to travel together. Although we became good friends but one thing was strange about him. He never stayed in the hotel where I stay. Infect he never told me where he stays in night. But I was not much curious about this that time.
He used to come to my home after dinner each Saturday and we used to talk, play chess, and watch TV together. Nadia was friendly with him and also used to join us. He was friendly with her. I noticed that he always used to please her, like helping her making tea, picking dishes etc. She's not the type to take advantage of kindness and actually he's not the type who even knows he's going overboard for her, but it's so very obvious when he's always trying to please her in everything he does.
As he was alone. He loves hanging out at our home on Saturdays we also never treated him as a guest. Me and Nadia always felt sorry for him that his wife left him. So he also just felt comfortable around us.
Kamran was a very intelligent fellow with a full-ride academic scholarship, a well-built body and a jolly nature.
He became very comfortable around us, and we with him. It was not uncommon for him to be lying on the couch in our sofa, taking bath in our home, even some times helping wife in cooking. We used to go movies and outing together also along with our son
One day he came home and was looking very depressed. We asked him and he said today is his wedding anniversary and he is just missing his wife and son a lot. We tried to cheer him, we wanted him to feel good. Nadia said to him that we have always felt him as our good friend, he knows everything about us but he didnt told us many things. We even dont know why his wife left him.
On this he first time told us his story. He asked Nadia, Bhabhi you know me very well, do you think I am an attractive man? Do you think I am still able to attract any women? Nadia said yes you are. You are a type of person every girls wants to marry, and thats why I have told you many times before also to get married. You can find an attractive women easily.
He said, Bhabhi, my body needs, my urge for women is also very high. I dont know why, maybe its in my jeans. On other hand my wife was very cold women. We were married for 10 years and I have hardly had her in bed 50-60 times in these 10 years. Tears came in Kamran eyes and in the state of sentiment he said. Bhabhi no other married man had masturbated the number of times I did in these years. She was loving, caring, and a good mother of my son no doubt in it, but she had no romance in her and her body needs were zero.
Me and Nadia felt sorry for him hearing this. Then I said, but I thought she left you? Where as in this case you had to left her and get a proper girl for yourself. He made a sad smile and said, I was compromising with life but then I found someone. He then looked at me then Nadia and said, I didnt told you all this because I knew that then I will need to tell you the reason and I am sure that after I tell you the reason, I will lost the respect from you.
Me and Nadia looked at each other. We both were confused as well as curious. Nadia said, then you cant call us friends. Because these things never happens in friends. I also said, Kamran, we just dont want to see you like this and maybe we can help if you tell us the true thing. And please dont insult our friendship.
He then thought for a sec then said, Nadeem you know I never stayed in the hotel where you stay in Sahiwal. He then looked at me and Nadia then said dont take me wrong. It was hard for me to sleep with a good looking wife every night and dont able to do anything with her. Each night her body lying beside me used to make me high but I was unable to do anything. Then in Sahiwal, I came across a hotel. Its a fine hotel, good rooms and service and they used to offer one more service then other hotels. I had to take it and once I did I found my relieve in it. Nadia didnt understood what service he was talking about. I was like little shocked. Then I said, so u started to use prostitutes?
He felt ashamed but said yes. Try to understand, I had to. I told you I am hornier then average man and my wife was far below average then average women when it comes to sex. I had to. It was my need. I looked at Nadia. I was expecting a disgust expression on her face but her expressions were pale. She said, look I understand, but she left her words then said, so your wife came to know about this? He said yes. It became my routine. Initially I used 3-4 different girls but then I found Samreen. She is a nice girl. Lovely and friendly. And I became her permanent customer of Friday night. One day I was ill didnt went there. I took pills and slept and even didnt massaged her that I am not coming. In night when I was in sleep, she called on my cell and my wife picked it up. Before wife could say anything samreen started talking that where am I? Me and wife had a fight and I had to tell her the truth. She made a scene out of it. Told this to my Bhai Bhabhi even her parents.
Nadia said but why didnt you said that it was her fault, she was the one who didnt fulfilled your need? Kamran said. I did but to her, every married couple fucks with the same frequency. It was normal for her. She didnt want to hear anything and left me. I asked, so you still goes to Samreen every Friday and he said yes. Nadia said but why waste money on her why dont you get married?
He paused for few sec then said, when it comes to pros, sex becomes just another way of earning money. They dont get much pleasure out of it. But in my case Samreen enjoys it. She says my good stamina and good size between my legs makes her wait for me whole week. I am not just another customer for her. I am like her lover. She gets pleasure from me. So she dont charge much from me. We are good friends. Or you can call her my gf also. A gf who is married to a wimp who pimps her.
Both, me and Nadia felt sorry for him but we were also sort of happy that he got this so called pros as gf