The COVID pandemic changed the lives of so many people. My wife and I got affected indirectly by it in a different way. We were living a very simple and happy life before the pandemic.
My name is Gopal Raju. I had been living in Abu Dhabi since 2018. I had a decent job as an HR payroll associate in a medium-sized private company. Since I had a decent job, my parents asked me to get settled and arranged my marriage to Kiran for May 2019.
I was 27 years old and Kiran was 24 years old at the time of our wedding. We had planned for the wedding to take place when I went to India for my annual vacation. We had a quick honeymoon in Ooty (hill station), as I had only 30 days' leave.
Getting accommodation in Abu Dhabi is now very expensive. I used to stay in a shared apartment that had 4 guys living in it. After marriage, I needed to get a suitable apartment as I planned to bring Kiran to live with me. I searched, and most of the available apartments were beyond my budget. So I looked into sharing an apartment where you can share the apartment with other couples.
I found an ad on the internet for a shared apartment that was within my budget and in a nicer area. I went to look at the apartment. It was a one-bedroom apartment. The living room was converted into a bedroom by adding a partition. The main bedroom was occupied by a young Pakistani couple who had listed the advertisement. The Pakistani couple did not own the apartment. They were renting the entire apartment and subletting the living room area to reduce their share of the rent.
The vacant room was of decent size. There was a double bed already placed in the partition. There was room for a wardrobe and a small table.
The entire living room was not converted into the bedroom. The partition was placed in such a way that the room occupied 75 percent of the living room. There was a bit of room outside the partition, which served more as a hallway connecting the bathroom and kitchen.
The bathroom and kitchen had to be shared with the Pakistani couple.
I liked the room and asked the man if I could rent it. The man's name was Zaheer, and he introduced me to his wife, Shamia. The couple were of similar age to my wife and I.
I was not sure if they could let me rent the room as I am an Indian Hindu and they are Pakistani Muslims, but to my surprise, they agreed to let me rent the room. All I had to do was prove to them that I was married. I showed them my recent wedding pictures on my mobile, and they immediately agreed. Shamia even commented that I had a beautiful wife.
I quickly paid the small deposit as I did not want to lose the room. I moved into the room and brought the necessary furniture. Zaheer even helped me with moving and recommended a good furniture shop where I could find second-hand furniture.
Zaheer did not have a stable 9-to-5 job as I did. He used to work as some sort of middleman or consultant. Shamia was a housewife.
After I settled into the room, I quickly applied for my wife's visa and got her to come to Abu Dhabi within 15 days. Kiran was happy to come to Abu Dhabi for the first time. It was her first time visiting another country.
We went straight to our shared apartment. I introduced her to our roommates. Shamia had prepared a nice biryani dinner for us as a welcome to Kiran.
After dinner, we retired to our room and had sex. This was our first time having sex after spending 20 days apart. We had sex multiple times that night.
The next couple of months just flew by. Kiran got a job as a receptionist after many interviews. It was a low-paying job. 2019 was not a good year for the job market. But we were happy.
We got along well with Shamia and Zaheer. Shamia and Kiran had bonded a close relationship. Zaheer and Shamia were a cool couple. They were modern compared to us. They used to kiss each other in front of us. I used to find empty wine bottles and beer cans in the trash a lot of times. I also noticed that Zaheer and Shamia used to go out sometimes late at night. Shamia used to wear her full hijab while going out with Zaheer, but once I saw her coming late at night and she was wearing a short black dress. I did not get a very good look as I was sleepy and was hurrying to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
I also noticed some times Shamia did not come home the entire weekend, but Zaheer used to be at home. Zaheer said she was visiting her friends or family in other emirates (other states in the UAE).
We were living a good and simple life until 2020 rolled around. The initial days of the pandemic were fine; the infection cases were not so high, and we were all taking precautions. But in April 2020, the lockdown began for 2 weeks, and strict restrictions were imposed on the movement of the general public.
My company told me to work from home. I had to take a small pay cut because of the slowdown in business. Kiran's company just shut down completely. She was jobless, and with the current situation, she couldn't find any job. My wife was sad.
After 2 weeks of lockdown, we were just bored staying at home. The government had removed a bit of restriction on the movement of delivery guys so we could order food freely.
Zaheer and Shamia were celebrating their anniversary, so they ordered food for all of us. It was supposed to be a little party with just four of us. Once the food arrived, they invited us into their room.
Shamia was looking pretty hot in her red dress. The dress was tight and short. It showed a good amount of her legs. It was sleeveless, with just straps to hold it. It had a deep, plunging neckline that showed a good portion of her cleavage.
Shamia is a good-looking woman with a pretty face. She is 5.5 feet tall. Her vital statistics are 36-28-36. She has a very fair complexion and shoulder-length dark brown hair. She had light brown eyes.
Zaheer had even gotten alcohol for the party. There was wine, vodka, and champagne. I never had champagne in my entire life. They order seafood platters with lobster, crab cakes, prawns, oysters, etc. There was also a cake.
They cut the cake and gave it to each other. Zaheer and Shamia kissed each other after cutting the cake; it was a long, passionate kiss. Zaheer popped the champagne bottle, and we toasted and drank the bubbly sparkling white wine. We sat on the carpeted floor and started drinking the other alcohol and munching on the seafood platter.
We were all a bit tipsy. Zaheer and Shamia were exchanging kisses in between drinks. Some kisses were a bit too long. After one such long kiss,
Shamia asked us, "You guys are ok with us kissing each other so much?"
I replied, "Yeah, no issue here."
"It is such a happy day for us, and we just can't help but kiss each other," Shamia replied.
Shamia continued, "I have never seen you guys kissing each other. You guys shouldn't be that shy in front of us. It is nice to kiss in front of others. It's good for self-confidence and also has an awesome feeling."
I replied, "It is just that we have a conservative upbringing and, as you said, are a bit shy to show PDA."
Zaheer said to his wife, "Maybe Kiran and Gopal should kiss in front of us as our anniversary present."
Shamia replied, "I would like to see that present."
We had not gotten them any presents because they had only mentioned the party to us in the afternoon itself, and with the lockdown in place, it was too late to order anything online. We had planned to order them presents tomorrow. But now, with the kissing demand, we were in a bind.
I looked at my wife, and she was blushing.
Normally I could have said anything, but being tipsy, I joked to my wife, "It will be a very cheap present to give to them."
Only if I had known what a heavy price the one kiss is going to be for me
Kiran only replied shyly, "Just one kiss."
Shamia said quickly, "But make it a long one."
I leaned towards Kiran and took her in my arms, hugging her tightly. Our lips met, and we started kissing each other. I took her lower lips between my lips and chewed them. Kiran was also kissing me passionately. I inserted my tongue into her mouth, and she started sucking it. Our tongues became entangled with each other. We kissed for a few minutes before stopping. I still kept hugging my wife. My dick was hard, and Kiran's breathing sounded as if she was turned on.
"Was that present up to your desire?" I asked Shamia and Zaheer.
"wow! "That was nice, but since this is our anniversary, we cannot let your kissing top ours," Shamia replied, and Zaheer was nodding his head.
Shamia moved and jumped on Zaheer's lap. She wrapped her legs around Zaheer's waist. They started kissing each other. Zaheer was groping his wife's ass, and Shamia was practically dry-humping Zaheer. They continued kissing, groping, and dry-humping for a few minutes and then stopped.
Shamia looked at us and asked, "Can you beat that up?" She was challenging us to outperform their PDA.
Kiran surprised me when she climbed into my lap and started kissing me. She, too, was grinding her hips on my hard dick. Kiran is 5.1 feet tall. Her vital stats are 34-28-36. She has a fair complexion and long jet-black hair. She has a pretty face.
She was wearing a dark green knee-length dress with half sleeves. It was not at all flashy or tight.
We continued kissing, and it was getting very hot and heavy. I groped her ass over her dress. Kiran then stood up a bit and brought her breasts close to my face. She told me to motorboat her breast. I motor-boated her breast region for a few seconds and stopped.
We looked at the other couple, and they were impressed with our motor-boating ending.
Shamia and Zaheer upped their game. Shamia inserted her hands inside Zaheer's sweatpants and grabbed his dick. She started stroking it. We could not see his dick because Shamia had not pulled it out of the sweatpants. Zaheer, on the other hand, was kissing her neck and exposed cleavage. He kissed her breasts over her dress. His hands were caressing her naked thighs. Shamia's legs were completely exposed. We could see a bit of her red panties. They finished their PDA and mockingly looked at us.
Kiran was still sitting on my lap. Kiran looked at me and whispered very slowly, "I want you inside me." Before I could fully comprehend what she meant, Kiran stood up a bit, inserted her left hand inside my sweatpants, and pulled my 6-inch dick out. She used her right hand to pull down my sweatpants a bit. Her dress was keeping me from getting exposed to the other couple. She then slid her stretchy panties aside and sat on my hard dick slowly. She was slowly fucking me. She was going up and down my dick. She was wet. I hugged her, and we kissed. She had her arms around my neck. I had my arms around her waist. We had crossed a big line.
We looked at another couple. Zaheer and Shamia did not even let us stop our PDA. Zaheer unzipped Shamia's dress, and Shamia removed her dress completely and threw it on the floor. She was wearing a red strapless bra and red panties with frills. Her undergarments looked very expensive, just like the one's models wear on runways.
Shamia then pulled Zaheer's sweatpants and underwear down his legs. She grabbed his 7-inch circumcised dick and put it in her mouth. Zaheer was still sitting on the floor, whereas Shamia kneeled and bent over between Zaheer's legs. She was sucking him hungrily.
Kiran was still bouncing on my dick. I reached behind and unzipped Kiran's dress. She looked at me and raised her arms. I pushed her dress over her head, and Kiran did the rest of removing her dress. She threw her dress on the floor. She was wearing a white bra and black pants. I then unstrapped her bra, which she removed from her body.
Kiran was topless, and she had my dick inside her. Shamia was looking at us as she sucked her husband's dick. Zaheer, who was enjoying his blowjob too, was looking at us. He said to us, "You should get more comfortable on the bed."
It was true; the position in which we were having sex was a bit uncomfortable, and Kiran was also getting tired. Kiran just nodded and got up from my desk. She got up on the bed and laid on her back.
I got up and removed my sweatpants, underwear, and T-shirt. I got on the bed. Kiran had removed her panties and was fully naked on someone else's bed.
I got between her legs and penetrated her shaved pussy. I started fucking her. We were both very horny. She was soon moaning loudly. Zaheer and Shamia had also gotten up on the bed. Zaheer was fully nude. He lay beside my wife. Shamia was between her husband's legs. She was still sucking his dick.
I could not hold it any longer and came in Kiran's pussy. I fucked her till I was limp. As I was pulling out, Shamia was beside me. She gave me the tissues immediately to clean myself. I moved over a bit. Shamia then put some tissues down on Kiran's pussy. She started wiping Kiran's pussy. Kiran said that she would take care of it, but Shamia told her she was happy to help.
As Shamia finished wiping Kiran's pussy, Shamia was slowly caressing Kiran's body with her hand. She complimented Kiran's smooth skin. Shamia then spread Kiran's pussy lips and said that she missed cleaning Kiran's pussy completely. I thought Shamia would use tissues to clean, but she just got between her legs and started licking Kiran's pussy.
Kiran moaned as Shamia ate her pussy. Kiran had not had orgasms yet and she was horny. Shamia had her tongue deep inside Kiran's pussy. She was caressing Kiran's belly. She had her finger inside Kiran's round navel. She was playing and rubbing Kiran's navel. I moved towards Kiran's head and stood next to her. Kiran pulled me down, and we started kissing each other. I kissed her for a few minutes as she moaned. I moved down to Kiran's breasts and sucked her tits.
Kiran had her first orgasm of the night. She came as Shamia continued to eat her pussy. As Kiran's orgasm subsided, Shamia moved up on Kiran's body. She hugged Kiran, and Kiran hugged her back. They started kissing each other. I just stood there watching this unrealistic scene.
Zaheer got up and went behind Shamia's back. He pulled down Shamia's underwear. He penetrated Shamia's pussy from behind and started fucking her. Kiran and Shamia were still holding on to each other and making out. Shamia was moaning with pleasure as Zaheer increased his tempo of fucking. Kiran was also shaking as Shamia was holding onto her.
My dick was hard, which kind of surprised me as it usually takes some time after my orgasm. But it was rock solid.
Zaheer kept fucking Shamia like a machine. He had increased his speed. It was a real hard-core fuck. Shamia was moaning very loudly. The bed was shaking as if there had been an earthquake. Eventually, Shamia had her orgasm. She screamed as wave after wave of orgasm hit her. Zaheer continued to fuck her till Shamia's orgasm subsided.
As Shamia rested on Kiran's body, She said to Kiran, "Do you want to fuck?"
Kiran looked at my hard dick, and she reached and grabbed it. She wanted to fuck. But Shamia said, "Kiran, I meant if you want, you can fuck Zaheer, and I will fuck Gopal. We have condoms for protection"
I was surprised Shamia was asking Kiran to swap her husband so directly.
Shamia got up from Kiran's body and stood beside me. Zaheer was already kneeling between Kiran's legs. His 7-inch hard dick was glistening with Shamia's juices. His dick was a bit fatter as well. Zaheer was 6 feet tall and had a well-built body. He used to go to the gym as he was at home all the time. He was rubbing his dick and smiling at Kiran.
In comparison, I was 5.8 feet tall and had put on a few pounds. I was not fat, but a little chubby.
Kiran was looking at Zaheer and me. It looked like she was comparing Zaheer and me. She still had my dick in her hand and was squeezing it. I looked at Shamia, and Shamia reached behind her back, and I strapped her bra.
We were all now fully naked. Shamia looked so hot. She had fully 36-inch breasts with light brown nipples that were so perfect. Her navel was oval-shaped and deep. She had a shaved pussy. I wanted to fuck her, but that meant I had to agree for Zaheer to fuck Kiran with his big cock. On paper, it looked like both Kiran and I were upgrading.
Kiran was looking at me the way a kid looks at you when they want particular toys. It was clear to me that Kiran wanted to fuck Zaheer now. My head was spinning, and I was not able to think clearly. Shamia took my left hand and put it on her right breast. It was the first time I had touched another woman other than Kiran. I pressed Shamia's tit, and she let out a soft moan. Zaheer then reached out and grabbed Kiran's right thigh and squeezed it. He then grabbed her left and squeezed it as well.
Shamia took the other and placed it on her left thigh. We were mimicking each other's moves. A Tit for a Tit
Kiran had removed her hand from my dick, and Shamia had now grabbed my dick. She was stroking it slowly. Kiran too did the same thing with Zaheer's dick. Zaheer leaned forward and kissed Kiran on the lips for a few seconds.
So I kissed Shamia on her red lips. I sucked on her lower lips, and Shamia was kissing me back. I went a bit further and rammed my tongue inside Shamia's mouth. She sucked my tongue. As I continued kissing Shamia, I looked at my wife, and Zaheer and Kiran were kissing each other passionately. I turned my full attention towards Shamia. I grabbed Shamia's buttocks and groped them. We kissed for a few minutes before breaking up.
Shamia guided me to the other side of the bed. She pushed me onto the bed beside Kiran. Kiran was getting her tits sucked by Zaheer. Shamia climbed on top of me. She had taken condoms from the bedside table. She placed one in Zaheer's left hand. She took the other condom and rolled it on my hard dick. Shamia then guided my dick inside her pussy. She started bouncing her ass on my dick. She was squeezing her pussy muscle as she fisted my dick.
I had never felt that kind of pleasure. Kiran's pussy is tight, but we were still inexperienced in comparison to Zahher and Shamia. Shamia bounced on my dick for a few minutes before slowly leaning on my chest. I caught her by the hips and started fucking her upwards. Shamia caught my face and kissed me as she moaned from my fucking.
I fucked Shamia in that position for a few minutes before turning her over. I wanted to put her in a missionary position. As we were changing positions, I looked at Kiran. She was getting fucked by Zaheer. Her legs were in the air as Zaheer was ramming his dickens inside her pussy. Kiran was moaning loudly, and her hands grabbed Zaheer's back in a tight embrace.
Shamia pulled me towards her. She wanted my dick inside her. I penetrated my dick inside her pussy and started fucking her again. Shamia had her legs wrapped around my waist. I kissed her neck and her cheeks as I continued to fuck her. I want to enjoy her full body. I made a mental note that I had to kiss and play with her deep oval navel at some point.
I heard Kiran screaming as she had her second orgasm of the evening. Zaheer continued to fuck her, and he had his first orgasm. I was next to dump my load in the condom, but I continued to fuck Shamia for her to get her second orgasm. Shamia reached down and rubbed her clitoris. I fucked her till my dick started getting limp, but Shamia got her orgasm at last, or she did a good job of faking it.
As I pulled out my dick, I noticed Kiran and Zaheer were not on the bed or in the room. I heard the shower running in the bathroom and concluded that they were in there cleaning up. I helped Shamia get up from the bed and went into the bathroom.
Zaheer and Kiran were showering together. They were washing each other with body wash and liquid soap. I stood near them, watching them shower. Shamia grabbed my dick and took the condom off it. She threw the condom in the toilet. There was another condom floating in the toilet, presumably belonging to Zaheer. Shamia flushed the toilet.
Zaheer and Kiran got out of the shower, and Shamia and I got in the shower. Shamia turned on the shower, and warm water rained on us. Shamia took the bottle of body wash soap and squirted some soap on her hands. She applied the soap to my complete body. Once she finished lathering my body, I took the soap and did the same to her. I slowly lathered her body. took special care lathering her boobs, pussies, and buttocks. I later got to her belly and played with her navel. Zaheer and Kiran had left the bathroom after drying themselves.
Shamia and I helped rinse the soap from each other's bodies. I kissed Shamia on her lips. I then remembered I had not sucked her tits, so I sucked her tits. I moved further down and kissed her belly and licked her navel. She liked getting her navel licked. She told me she had a navel fetish as well. She went down and licked my navel as well.
We finished our shower and got out to dry ourselves. We went back into the bedroom. Kiran and Zaheer were still naked. They were sitting on the carpeted floor and eating food that was still not finished. We joined them on the floor and started eating the food. We are all famished after the sex and ate all the remaining food. We helped them clear up the room.
We decided to call it a night, and Kiran and I retired to our room taking the clothes in our hands. We slept naked in each other's arms, blissfully unaware of the bombshell secrets that Zaheer and Shamia were going to tell us the next day which eventually led to my life being radically changed.
The next morning was a bad start for us. We had a hangover and felt a bit guilty. We did our morning routines. Kiran and I were sitting on the bed to discuss last night's events when Shamia knocked on our door. She came in and said they had ordered breakfast and tea. She told us to join them in their room. She wanted to discuss something with us.
Shamia left our room, and I told Kiran we would talk after having breakfast. We went into their room. We greeted Zaheer and sat down to have breakfast and tea.
We had our breakfast almost in silence and just spoke to each other about general things. Shamia spoke as we finished our breakfast: "Kiran and Gopal, I can understand if last night's events were very overwhelming for you guys this morning."
I nodded my head.
Shamia continued, "You have to remember the most important thing is that you love each other.Although sex is a very important part of being in love and marriage, sex alone should not be determined as the ultimate loyalty factor in a relationship."
Zaheer spoke and said, "We have been in your place; the next morning's guilt can be overwhelming."
Both of them were right on spot. I was feeling a bit jealous and shy for some reason.
Kiran was sitting beside me, and I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer. She leaned her head on my chest.
Kiran asked Shamia, "How long have you been living this lifestyle?"
"For a year now," Shamia replied.
"Did you have any regrets about seeing your wife sleeping with our men?" I asked Zaheer.
"No, because I know Shamia only loves me, and I will always have her by my side," Zaheer replied.
Zaheer then spoke: "Last night, you did things under the influence of alcohol."
"So you guys may want to discuss amongst yourselves if you want to partake in this lifestyle or not."
Shamia added, "We both love guys and would love to have another session if you guys want to."
I replied, "Kiran and I will discuss this privately and let you guys know."
Zaheer then said, "There is also one more important thing we wanted to discuss with you."
Shamia continued, "There is no easy way to say this, but I will say it. I used to work as an escort and masseuse for high-end clients on weekends before the COVID lockdown."
Both Kiran and my jaws dropped after hearing Shamia's confession.
Kiran asked, "So all those weekends you were away?"
Before Kiran could complete her sentence, Zaheer replied, "She was with clients."
Shamia said, "This is sometimes our main source of income when Zaheer's work is slow."
I asked Zaheer, "So now with COVID lockdown, how are you guys managing things?"
Zaheer replied, "This pandemic has put a dent in our work. We cannot use hotels, as most are used as quarantine zones, and the rest have strict policies about socializing. Our clients are very private and want maximum privacy."
Shamia then said, "That is why we wanted to discuss this with you; we thought about getting some of our clients to come here for the massages This way, there won't be any privacy issues for them."
Zaheer said, "We verify our clients strictly and will not let cheap or problematic ones into the house. For me, Shamia's safety is of paramount importance."
I asked, "What about police and law?"
Zaheer replied, "Do not worry about the police; as long as we are discreet, they will not bother us. Also, I have enough connections in case any problem arises."
I looked at Kiran, and she just shrugged her shoulders. So I knew she was ok with half of the apartment we live in turning into a spa or brothel.
I again told Zaheer to carefully conduct his business. He assured me that he would. We thanked them for the breakfast and went into our room.
Kiran and I sat on the bed, and I asked Kiran, "What do you think about Shamia and Zaheer's offer?"
"Last night was fun." But will you be ok with fucking Zaheer?" Kiran replied.
"As long as I get to fuck Shamia, I will be ok, but I think let's not rush into things since they dropped the second bombshell," I replied to Shamia.
Kiran agreed and decided to wait a few days so that we could assess our feelings again. We got on with our day as normal. I had to reply to some work emails. I then went and took a shower, and then Kiran went to take a shower. A few minutes later, Shamia entered our room.
Shamia was wearing a very short T-shirt and shorts. Her deep, oval-shaped navel was quite visible. I was sitting in bed and working on my laptop. She came near me and said, "I wanted to thank you again for not objecting to our using the apartment to deal with our clients."
I told her, "Do not mention it; just be careful with your clients for our safety."
"Yes, we will be extra careful." Zaheer is installing hidden cameras as extra security measures in our room. Shamia replied.
"So he will be watching you when you are with your clients?" I asked her.
"Yes, it's better to be safe than sorry," Shamia replied.
Shamia then asked me, "What about the other thing?Did you guys discuss?"
"Yes, we decide we need more time to reflect before jumping into the lifestyle," I replied to her.
"Take your time; there's no need to rush in deciding," Shamia said to me.
I was stealing glances and looking at Shamia's body, especially her bare midriff.
"You look good in this outfit," I said to Shamia.
"I wore it, especially for you; do you like my navel?"
"Yes, I do," I replied.
"You can touch it and play with it. It will be our little secret," Shamia told me.
Shamia came closer to me. I touched her navel and fingered it. I caressed her smooth belly. I pulled her belly closer to my face and licked her navel for a few seconds.
I stopped licking and sucking her navel, and Shamia brought her face closer to mine and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. My dick was hard.
When Kiran came out of the bathroom, I grabbed her and started kissing her. She kissed me back. I closed the door shut. We had a quick sex where we both got our orgasms. After sex, we were just lounging on the bed when Zaheer knocked on the door.
He said that one client will be coming in an hour today for a massage. I thought that was quick in getting business, but with 2 weeks of lockdown, I suppose everyone was desperate to have a massage.
The client came at 7 p.m. for his one-hour massage. We didn't see him since we were in our room when he came into the apartment. We heard them talking outside the room. There was silence in the house. I could hear faint, soothing music coming from Shamia's bedroom.
I wondered where Zaheer was, so I asked Kiran to check outside. Kiran opened the door and saw Zaheer standing in the hallway. I asked her to invite him so that he could sit and wait.
Zaheer agreed after some persuasion from Kiran. He came into the room and sat on the single plastic chair that we had. He had an iPad that he was peeking at constantly.
Kiran asked him what he was watching, and Zaheer told her about the security cameras that he had installed. Kiran went towards Zaheer, and Zaheer showed her the live video. They both started watching the iPad together. Zaheer gave her one of her AirPods to listen to. I was on the bed watching a movie on my laptop.
I knew a little bit about electronics and IT. So I just search the wifi network for any new devices. I found the cameras. I downloaded the software and the drivers from the Internet. I now had access to live video from Shamia's room. The cameras were placed such that you could cover the bed from all angles.
Shamia was on the bed. She only had her lacy pink bra and panties on. She was sitting on the client's upper thighs. The client was laying on his stomach. She was massaging the client's lower back. The client was fully nude. I could see his buttocks. He was a bit overweight. The cameras also had microphone features, so they could pick up audio. You could also record the video and audio feed and save it on your hard drive. So I pressed the record option and started recording it.
I asked Zaheer how much they charged for massage, and Zaheer replied that it depends on the clients. For the current client, they were charging 1,000 dirhams for just a massage. I got back to watching the live feed.
Shamia had moved down onto the client's legs and was massaging his hairy buttocks. She poured some lotion on the buttocks. She inserted her fingers inside the butt crack and massaged the area near the butthole. The client was moaning softly.
Shamia then massaged the client's legs and thighs. She told the client to turn himself over. The client turned over on his back. The first thing I noticed was his erect dick. The client had a big belly. He had a hairy torso. He was huge in comparison to Shamia.
Shamia poured the lotion on the client's chest and belly. She massaged the upper house. She then massaged the client's arms and, finally, his thighs and legs.
When Shamia was massaging the client, the client kept touching Shamia. He caressed her thighs, her back, and her buttocks.
When Shamia finished giving the client the regular massage, she asked him, "Do you want me to massage you there?" pointing at his dick.
"Yes, how much?" the client asked.
"500.00 for a handjob and 1,000.00 for a blowjob," Shamia replied.
"Wow! "That is too much, I will pay you only 800 dirhams for a blowjob plus you need to be fully naked." The client counteroffered.
Shamia said okay, and she picked up the client's wallet from the side table and handed it over to him. He took the money from his wallet and handed over 800.00 dirhams to Shamia.
Shamia took the money and put it in the drawer. She put the client's wallet back on the side table where his other belongings were placed. As she was placing the wallet back, she looked into the camera, blew a kiss, and gave a thumbs-up sign. kind of like breaking the fourth wall.
Kiran and Zaheer chuckled when shamia did that. I had a hard time keeping a straight face.
Shamia removed her bra and pants and got on the bed. The client pulled Shamia closer to her and straight away went for the 36C breasts. He sucked her tits as Shamia grabbed his dick and started stroking it. The client was fondling Shamia's buttocks as he sucked her nipples.
I looked over at Kiran and Zaheer. They were deeply engrossed in watching the iPad. Kiran was breathing heavily. Zaheer had a tent form in his sweatpants. Kiran looked up for a moment and saw me watching them.
Kiran asked Zaheer if they could watch the iPad on the bed so that I could also watch the live show. Zaheer agreed, and they both climbed into bed.
I could say no to them, as they could get suspicious. I quickly minimized the camera software and moved over to the wall-facing side of the bed so that Kiran and Zaheer had space on the bed.
Kiran was lying in the middle of us, with me on her right and Zaheer on the left. Kiran was holding the iPad, which she had placed on her stomach. I placed my right hand over Kiran's lower belly.
Shamia had moved between the client's legs. She started sucking his dick. The client had both his hands on Shamia's head as she sucked his dick. Shamia was licking the mushroom head of the dick. She tried to insert her tongue in the dickens' piss hole.
I pulled Kiran's t-shirt up a bit and touched her bare belly. I caressed her belly. Zaheer couldn't see me fondling Kiran because his views were obstructed by the iPad. Kiran did not have any reaction to my touching, so I presumed she was enjoying it. Kiran was not wearing a bra under her T-shirt, so her nipples were sticking out on her T-shirt.
Shamia was now stroking the client's dick with her right hand and sucking the client's hairy balls. She then made the client spread his legs apart and lift his ass a bit in the air. The client had his hands behind his knees to hold his ass up. Shamia buried her face in between the client's ass and started giving him a rim job as she continued stroking the client's dick.
Kiran asked us, "What is she doing down there?"
Zaheer replied, "She is giving him a rim job."
"What is a rim job?" Kiran further questioned Zaheer.
Zaheer replied, "She is licking his asshole by running her tongue in circles at the anus opening. It is very pleasurable. The client will shoot his load any moment now."
Zaheer's prediction came true within 15 seconds of him saying it. The client had an orgasm. He was shooting his cum from his dick. Most of it landed on the client's chest and belly.
I had moved my hand from Kiran's bare belly to her shorts. I was rubbing her pussy over her shorts. She moaned very slowly.
Shamia cleaned the client's body of all the cum using tissue. She got up and went to the door and peeked outside to check the hallway. Shamia motioned for the client to follow her to the bathroom. With that, the show was over.
Zaheer got up and took the iPad from Kiran's hand. He noticed Kiran's T-shirt showing her belly and my hand slowly rubbing Kiran's groin area. Zaheer smiled and winked at me.
Zaheer had to wait until the client was out of the house to avoid awkwardness. Zaheer was still sitting on the bed and looking at Kiran's exposed body. I sneakily used my laptop to stop the recording. I saved the videos and shut my laptop down. I went back to Kiran's groin.
Zaheer asked Kiran, "Did you like the show?"
"Yes, it was very hot," Kiran replied.
"If you guys want a massage anytime, then let us know it will be on the house," Zaheer offered us.
I interjected in between and joked, "Will the happy ending be also on the house?"
"Of course, the full menu will be on the house," Zaheer replied.
Kiran was looking at Zaheer's hard dick that formed a tent in his shorts. And me continuously putting pressure on her pussy was making her horny.
Kiran asked Zaheer, "If you do not mind me asking you, what made you guys get into this business?"
Zaheer replied, "Money. We had bills to pay. We were into the swinging scene. So one lady from the swinger's group offered Shamia to be an escort for high-end clients of hers.
I asked him, "Do you have to pay a commission to the lady?"
"Yes, all her clients are highly verified, and so she takes 50 percent of all fees. She does a lot of legwork for us. She is a big socialite, and she has huge connections," Zaheer replied.
"How did you get into swinging?" I asked Zaheer.
"We got interested in swinging by watching porn. We found a swinging group on social media and joined them." Zaheer replied.
"We used to meet with the group quite a lot before the pandemic. But now we are not sure," Zaheer continued.
We were so engaged in our conversation that we did not hear the client leave until Shamia popped into our room.
Shamia was wearing a long white T-shirt. I was covering half her thighs. She was not wearing her bra from the looks of her breast area.
She told Zaheer the client had just left. She asked us what we were discussing. Zaheer told her about our conversation. He also told her about her live show that we watched.
Shamia said, smiling at us, "So did you guys enjoy the show?"
"Yes, we did like it very much," I replied.
"So when can I watch your show again?" Shamia asked us with a naughty tone.
Zaheer replied, "You can watch their little show right now of Gopal rubbing Kiran's pussycat over her shorts." He has rubbed it all the while watching your live show.
I was still slowly rubbing Kiran's pussy.
"oh! "I did not see that, but you guys are still very amateur in the public display of affection," Shamia mocked us.
"So how do professionals show PDA?" Kiran asked her with a defensive tone.
"We can show you right now if you want to see our PDA. We can fuck here without you guys getting to see any of our private parts. I am horny anyway. I came here to take Zaheer back into our room for lots of sex." Shamia replied boldly.
Kiran replied to her in a challenging tone, "Prove it then; if we see your private parts, then you lose."
"Okay, you guys cannot move. Just lay on the bed as you are," Shamia fired back with a smile.
Shamia nodded at Zaheer, and Zaheer got behind her. Shamia bends over on our bed, using her arms for support.
Zaheer lifted Shamia's T-shirt from behind slowly. He pulled his sweatpants down a bit.
He penetrated his dick inside Shamia's pussy and started fucking her from behind. Our bed was shaking from the fucking. Kiran was now laying on her side. Her ass was smashed against my dick. I started dry-humping Kiran's ass. I moved my right hand under her T-shirt and started fondling her tits. I kissed her neck and her cheeks. Kiran was also pushing her ass back at my hard dick.
Kiran said to me, "If they can fuck, then we can fuck without exposing ourselves."
Kiran took the three small square pillows that all women have on the bed but do not have any use for. She stacked the three pillows in front of her groin area. She pushed her shorts and pants down. I pushed my shorts and underwear down as well. I penetrated Kiran's pussy and started fucking her from behind.
Both women were moaning as they were getting fucked. Zaheer was fucking at a higher speed than me. He was even slapping Shamia's ass from time to time. I couldn't slap Kiran's ass because I was rubbing her clitoris with my right hand.
Shamia reached over and took Kiran's hand in hers. Both women held their hands together for some time. Shamia then pulled Kiran a bit towards her face. Shamia leaned over and kissed Kiran on the lips. Kiran was responding to the kiss. They were passionately kissing each other. As they were kissing, Shamia was fondling Kiran's tits over her T-shirt. Kiran too reached out with her right hand and started fondling
Shamia's tits.
Shamia was the first one to get her orgasm. With the way she was getting fucked, I was surprised she lasted that long. Zaheer continued to fuck her. Kiran was next to get her orgasm. I was proud that I was able to make her orgasm even though I cheated by rubbing her clitoris. I immediately had my orgasm and deposited my load in Kiran's pussy.
As Kiran and I were recovering from our orgasms, Shamia got her second orgasm; the bastard Zaheer had given his wife multiple orgasms in one session. He came at last with a loud moan. He raised both hands as he pumped his load inside Shamia's pussy.
The bastard knew how to fuck like an alpha. He later did show me some kegel exercises, which helped me control my ejaculations. So he's not a bad guy after all.
We all got cleaned up and had dinner together. Shamia had ordered the dinner. She said at the dinner, "Please enjoy the dinner with my hard-earned money." She air quoted when she said hard-earned.
After dinner, as we were about to retire to bed, Shamia said to Kiran, "Do you want to swap sleeping partners tonight?"
Kiran and I were stunned by her direct approach.
Before we could say anything, She said, "It will be only sleeping." There will be no sexual intercourse or any activity that leads to orgasm. So in short, no fucking, no blowjob, no handjob, and no fingering. It will help you know your true feelings about the swapping lifestyle.
We were still thinking when Zaheer spoke up: "Why don't you guys go to your room and discuss it? If you want to swap, Kiran can come over and Shamia will then go to your room.
That sounded like a good way to approach the topic, so Kiran and I went into our room.
Kiran spoke up first, assertively saying, "I do not mind the sleeping swap if you are also comfortable with that. If you are not comfortable, then let's go to sleep."
I didn't want to sound like a pussy, so I said, "Let's do it then.It is just sleeping."
We did our nightly routine of brushing our teeth and changing into night clothes. Kiran did put a little lipstick and makeup on her face. She made me apply deodorant. Kiran had already messaged Shamia about our decision.
We went to their room. It was open. Shamia was getting ready. She quickly applied the finishing touches and said she was ready. She was wearing a full-length nightgown. We said our goodnights. Zaheer closed the door.
Shamia gave me her arm, and I interlocked her arm with my own. We marched into our room as if we were getting married. She was happy that I came to leave Kiran in the room and take her instead of just sending Kiran and expecting her to come into the room alone.
When we went inside the room, I closed the door, and when I turned around, Shamia was pulling her nightgown from her body. Underneath, she was just wearing a knee-length red-colored negligee. The negligee was completely transparent. I could see her full 36-inch breast, her deep oval-shaped navel, and her shaved pussy. My dick had never gotten so hard so quickly in my life. She was smiling as she posed for me with her hands on her hips.
Shamia said she put the nightgown on top of her negligee because she did not want Kiran to feel an inferiority complex. I agreed with her.
I went near Shamia and hugged her. We started kissing each other. I caressed her entire back and grabbed her buttocks. We fell on the bed, and I kissed her neck. I then sucked her both nipples over her negligee. I went further down and kissed her navel. I did not want to remove her negligee. She looked so sexy in it. I made a mental note of getting Kiran a similar one.
Shamia then stopped me and said, "Let's not get carried away too much.Come let us just sleep,"
I agreed, and we moved properly into our sleeping positions. Shamia made me remove all my clothes.
She asked me, "Do you like cuddling while sleeping?"
"Very much," I replied.
"Good, then we will cuddle and sleep the whole night," she said to me.
I took her into my arms, and we slept cuddling under the blanket. The whole night, my hard dick must have rubbed against Shamia's pussy. I had a very good sleep of 8 hours. I woke up at 7 in the morning and went to the bathroom for the morning routine. Shamia came in a few minutes later from the bathroom. She took a piss and brushed her teeth quickly.
As she was brushing her teeth, I grabbed her from behind and started dry-humping her. I wanted to fuck her so badly. She was still wearing her transparent red negligee. I was completely naked.
Once Shamia finished brushing her teeth, she grabbed me by the dick and pulled me out of the bathroom. She was leading me to her room.
I stopped her and said, "Wait, let's get dressed first."
Shamia asked me, "Do you think those two in there are wearing any clothes?"
I replied, "What if they are? It will be awkward for us to be naked."
Shamia replied, "Come with me; if those two are wearing any clothes, then I will let you fuck me every day forever."
Now I was hoping they were wearing some clothes.
Shamia slowly entered the cold, dark room. She motioned for me to slowly open the curtains. I slowly opened the window curtains, and the room was illuminated with the morning sunlight. Zaheer and Kiran were sleeping under the blanket. Shamia stood at the foot of the bed and slowly pulled the blanket down, completely uncovering Zaheer and Kiran.
As predicted by Shamia, both of them were completely naked. Zaheer was lying on his back, and Kiran was hugging Zaheer's chest. Her left leg was on top of Zaheer's dick. Zaheer and Kiran both woke up at the same time. They must have felt the changes in the light level of the room and the loss of the warm blanket.
Zaheer grumpily said, "Go away. I am still feeling sleepy."
Shamia replied, "We are checking how you guys fared last night."
Kiran replied in a sleepy voice, "We were good; we just fooled with each other and slept..And by the looks of you guys, you must have done the same."
Shamia replied, "We did exactly what you said, but tell me something, were you thinking about Gopal last night or were you worried about him fucking me?"
Kiran replied, "No, I did not think about Gopal. I trusted him, and even if he had fucked you, it could not bother me."
Shamia turned towards me and asked, "Gopal, what about you? Were you worried about Kiran last night?"
I replied, "No, I wasn't."
Shamia replied, "See, you guys were not worried about each other because you guys trusted each other."
Zaheer said sarcastically, "Thank you, Shamia, for the lesson. Now, please let me sleep."
Shamia kicked Zaheer's leg playfully and said, "You have a beautiful woman in your arms naked, and you still want to sleep instead of fucking."
Zaheer replied, "I do not have any problem fucking Kiran. I will just lay on the bed, and if Kiran and Gopal do not have any issues, Kiran is more than welcome to ride my dick right now."
With that, Zaheer closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Kiran got up and sat on the bed beside Zaheer. She had Zaheer's hard dick in her hand. She was stroking it slowly. Kiran said to me, "Gopal, I want to fuck Zaheer. Do you have any issue with that?, You can fuck Shamia. You have my permission."
Shamia and Kiran were both looking at me. I moved toward Kiran pulled her up, kissed her on the lips, and said, "You can fuck Zaheer."
Kiran smiled at me and then took Zaheer's dick in her mouth. She sucked him for a few seconds and then climbed on top of him. She started riding Zaheer slowly. Kiran was on pills, so I was not worried about pregnancy. She placed her hands on Zaheer's chest for support. Zaheer was fully awake now. He was fondling Kiran's tits.
Shamia got into the bed and laid on her back beside Zaheer. She watched them for a few seconds and then sarcastically said to me, "Do you need a special invitation now to fuck me?"
I heard chuckles from Kiran and Zaheer. I just smiled and climbed on top of Shamia. We started kissing each other passionately for a few minutes. Shamia pulled her negligee to her waist. She told me to insert my dick into her pussy without using my hands. So I started grinding my hips against hers, trying to find the right angle to penetrate her pussy. It took me quite a few tries, but I was able to penetrate my dick into her wet pussy.
I started fucking her in the missionary position for a few minutes before taking her pussy doggy style. As I was fucking Shamia in the doggy style, I looked at Kiran and Zaheer. Kiran was on her back with her butt on the edge of the bed, and Zaheer was standing on the floor and fucking her. He was fucking her at a faster speed. Since Kiran didn't get a chance to visit the bathroom in the morning, her bladder was probably full, and now add Zaheer's animal-level fucking speed, and you get Kiran squirting like a fountain.
Shamia and I paused our fucking for a while as Kiran squirted. The good thing was that she was on the edge of the bed, so all the liquid fell on the floor. This part of the floor was not carpeted, so it was an easy cleanup job afterwards for Shamia.
Once Kiran finished her orgasm and squirting, Zaheer picked her up and took her to the bathroom for cleaning up.
Shamia and I continued our fucking. She had her orgasm, and I dumped my load inside her pussy immediately after she got the orgasm. We rested for a while and then headed to the bathroom to clean up.
As we entered the bathroom, we saw Zaheer fucking Kiran in the shower in a standing position. He was fucking her from behind. Kiran had her hands on the walls for support, and her back was arched. He was fucking so fast that Kiran got her second orgasm. There was no squirting this time. Zaheer came after a few minutes and decided to unload his deposit on Kiran's back.
Zaheer and Kiran were the first ones to clean up themselves, as they were already in the shower. Shamia and I cleaned up next. We again got a free breakfast, courtesy of Shamia.
The next four weeks were filled with sex, sex, and more sex. Shamia had a client almost every day on average. Most of her clients had massages with happy endings. She had a few full-service clients as well. She was rolling in dough.
Zaheer and Kiran were behaving like a newlywed couple on a honeymoon. They had sex every day. When Shamia was serving her clients, Zaheer and Kiran used to have sex in the kitchen or our room. Kiran used to always ask my permission before having sex with Zaheer. I used to join them sometimes and have a threesome. Zaheer and I used to double-tag Kiran.
I used to have sex with Shamia every time she had clients for massage with a happy ending. But when she used to have clients for full-service massage, then there was no sex for me from Shamia. Also, one weekend, a client took Shamia with him to his farmhouse for two days. So that weekend, Zaheer and I had double-tagged Kiran for the first time. Shamia, on the other hand, was gang-banned by four Arabs at the farmhouse. She did not have sex with anybody for two days after coming back from the Arab's farmhouse. All four of us used to also have group sex, where we swapped partners. The only thing that never changed was that Kiran and I slept together every night. That was our way of ensuring that we always had each other.
Since Kiran and I had a loss in our income due to my pay cut and her being jobless, I created an account on a popular paid subscription video site. The site where you can upload videos for your paid subscribers I started uploading Shamia's videos of her massages and her sex with clients. The account had a decent following within the first two weeks. I did not touch that income. I invested that money in cryptocurrencies.
Four weeks after we started swinging, Shamia and Kiran came to me one morning. One of Shamia's clients wanted a four-hand female massage. He was willing to pay 4,000 dirhams for a happy ending. Shamia had a proposal for me...
"What are your thoughts about the proposal?" Shamia asked me.
The proposal that Shamia had was for Kiran to be her partner on a four-hand massage for a client. Kiran's share was 1000.00 dirhams for one hour of work. But it was not just a massage; Kiran and Shamia could also have given the client a happy-ending blowjob.
We were not very desperate for money, but the extra bucks could help a lot. I had a little money in crypto that I got from the site uploading Shamia's videos. Kiran wanted to be the masseuse, as she had been seeing how much money Shamia had earned in the last four weeks.
"So Kiran will be wearing skimpy clothes, and the client will be touching her," I asked Shamia.
"Yes, there will be a bit of groping that Kiran will have to endure, but for the amount of money she will get, it shouldn't be a big deal," Shamia replied.
Kiran said, "I am fine with the touching and groping. If it helps in getting the client to get his orgasm faster, then it shouldn't matter. This money will help us a lot."
I said okay and gave Kiran my permission to be a part-time masseuse. They were both happy, and both of them kissed me.
Zaheer had taken Kiran's pictures in various poses and had sent them to the socialite already. The socialite had forwarded the pictures to her clients. That day, Shamia did not have any clients, so that night, the four of us had our sex session.
The next day, the client said he would come at noon for his four-hand massage. The girls got ready. Shamia gave Kiran her extra red lingerie. They both decided to wear the same color of lingerie. The client arrived, and Zaheer welcomed him. The client had come from Sharjah. He introduced himself as Farid **. After paying Zaheer, Zaheer sends him to his room, where the girls were waiting for him. I did not meet the client as I was in my room. He sounded like a local Arab.
(**character from the story "An Arab State Nightmare Life")
I had already started recording the live feed. Zaheer came into my room and sat on the chair. He asked if I wanted to watch the live feed. I declined, saying I had work to do. I had no work pending for the day.
I wanted to watch the feed all by myself. It was one thing to watch the feed when Kiran was with us, but watching porn with another dude was just not exciting for me.
I started watching the live video feed; the client was wearing a traditional white Kandura with a blue baseball cap. He had a well-built body. He was 5.11 feet tall. He had a fair complexion. Shamia and Kiran welcomed him. The client made both of them do a twirl for him. He was happy with the goods.
Shamia and Kiran proceeded to undress the client. They removed all his clothes and made him lie down on the bed on his back. He was laying with his head toward the footboard and legs toward the headboard. There was nice, soothing music being played in the room. The room was a bit dark. It was illuminated by the lamps with low luminosity.
Shamia and Kiran got on the bed and sat kneeling on either side of the client. Shamia poured the massaging oil on the client. They started the massage by rubbing the upper back and shoulders. Then they massaged his arms. The client asked Shamia to sit on his buttocks and massage his lower back. Kiran moved near the client's head and kneeled in front of his head. She started massaging his neck and head.
The client started moving his arms across Kiran's body. He was caressing her thighs. He was groping her buttocks. Kiran continued to give him the massage. The client made Kiran move further towards him. He placed his head on her lap and was using her lap as a pillow. Shamia was massaging the client's lower body.
The client now had his hands on Kiran's back. He was caressing her back. His head was still on Kiran's lap. He eventually reached behind, and unstrapped Kiran's bra. He pushed the bra strap down her shoulder. Kiran let her bra fall from her body. It was soon on the floor.
The client looked up from Kiran's lap. He started fondling Kiran's breast. Once he had his fill of touching Kiran's breast, He buried his face in Kiran's groin region. He had his hands on her panty's waistband. He was trying to pull it down, but since Kiran was sitting in the kneeling position, it was not possible. Kiran understood what the client wanted, so she got up a bit and pulled her panties down completely. The panties were dropped on the floor.
Kiran then sat on her ass in front of the client's head instead of kneeling. She spread her legs wide apart so that the client could have access to her pussy. The client got his head between Kiran's legs. He started licking Kiran's pussy. Kiran and Shamia were still massaging the client. Shamia was massaging the client's legs, whereas Kiran was rubbing her hands on the client's shoulder. Kiran was slowly moaning as the client continued to lick her pussy. He licked Kiran's pussy for a few minutes when Shamia asked the client to roll over on his back so that they could massage his front.
The client rolled over on his back. He made Kiran sit on his face. He resumed licking Kiran's pussy. The client's dick was hard and very thick. It was at least 7 inches long and 5 inches in girth. Shamia began massaging the client's legs and moved to his thighs.
Shamia took the client's dick in her hands and started stroking it slowly. She licked the mushroom head as she stroked the dog. Shamia then took the entire thing in her small mouth. She started sucking it slowly.
As Shamia sucked the client's dick, Kiran got her orgasm. She came on the client's face. She was moaning as the orgasm washed her body. Kiran got up from the client's face. The client pulled Kiran towards her. The client and Kiran kissed for some time. The client then asked Kiran to suck his cock and asked Shamia to come up to his face.
The client and Shamia started kissing for a few minutes. The client was fondling Shamia's breasts as they kissed. He reached behind her back and unstrapped Shamia's bra. Shamia let the bra fall to the floor. She brought her breasts near the client's face, and the client started sucking Shamia's tits.
Kiran was licking the client's dick like a lollipop. It was too big to fit in her mouth. She was sucking the head of the dick and stroking the rest of the dick with her tiny hands. She was using both her hands.
The client now asked Shamia to sit on his face. He wanted to eat her pussy. He made her get in a 69-position. Shamia dropped her panties and climbed on top of the client as per his order.
Shamia now took the client's dick in her mouth and started sucking it. Kiran was sucking the client's ball. They both worked in unison to make the client shoot his load. Shamia and Kiran both took turns sucking the dick, but they couldn't make him cum.
The client was able to make Shamia get an orgasm. His continuous tongue assault on her pussy was enough to make her orgasm. Shamia got off the client's body as her orgasm subsided. Kiran got tired of sucking the client's dick and got on top of the client's body. She sat on the client's dick but did not let it penetrate her pussy. She held the client's dick flat on his stomach and sat on the dick's base. Her labia had engulfed half of the circumference of the dick. She started moving her pussy up and down the client's dick. The dick must have rubbed Kiran's clitoris, as she was moaning as well. Shamia was sucking the client's left nipple and pinching his right nipple with her hands.
The client started shooting his load after a few minutes of Kiran's dry-humping. There was cum all over the client's stomach and Shamia's face and arms as she was sucking and playing with the client's nipples.
Shamia and Kiran took the client to the bathroom to clean him up. The client, after cleaning up, got dressed. He gave a 200.00 dirham extra tip to both Kiran and Shamia and left the apartment.
Shamia and Kiran both came into our room naked. Kiran asked me, "Did you watch the live feed?"
"I was busy with work. Did you have a good time?" I replied and asked her
"Yes, we got an extra 200.00 dirham tip from the client," she said, waving the 200.00 dirham note.
"Well, that is good; tonight's dinner will then be a treat from you," I replied to Kiran.
"Sure, but you guys will have to earn the dinner first," Kiran replied.
"How are we supposed to earn the dinner?" Zaheer asked Kiran.
Shamia replied, "By satisfying us, we are both hungry for dicks. Both of you now follow us into the other room."
I was not the one to say no to sex after watching the hot live feed. Shamia took Zaheer, and Kiran led me to the other room. Zaheer fucked Shamia, and I fucked Kiran. We fucked them till Kiran and Shamia got their second orgasm of the day. We swapped partners and fucked our new partners until both Zaheer and I got an orgasm.
Once Zaheer and I recovered our erections, we fucked the girls again. This time, Zaheer fucked Kiran and I fucked Shamia. We were again able to fuck them till they got their orgasm. We swapped our partners again. Zaheer was back with Shamia, and I was back with Kiran. We fucked them till we got our orgasm.
After our afternoon sex session, we order an early dinner, with Kiran paying for it. We had dinner naked. We had the delivery man drop the food at the door, and we collected it sneakily. After dinner, we retired to our rooms, and Kiran was lying down beside me. She said, "I want to do the massage and escort thing regularly. Shamia said they sometimes have excess clients on weekends, and I could make good money. If I can handle them alone."
"Where are you going to service these extra clients?" I asked her.
"Initially, it will be in our room, but if business picks up, Shamia said we could lease the empty apartment next door and use it just for spa activities," Kiran replied.
It sounded like a good idea to me.
I asked her, "So you also want to do the escort thing?"
"Yes, but only if it pays very well. I am anyway fucking Zaheer for free. Why not make some money? Why live a middle-class lifestyle when we can earn more money?"
At this point, I was not bothered by my wife having sex with other men, plus it could potentially bring in more income. I could also make more money by uploading more videos to the website. I gave her my permission, and she was very happy. We went to sleep cuddling.
The next morning, Kiran gave the news to Zaheer and Shamia. They were also happy with my decision.
Shamia and Kiran both started getting regular clients from the socialite. On the weekends, they were so busy that both rooms used to be utilized. Zaheer quickly leased the next-door apartment and added beds in both of them. He installed cameras in the new apartment. I got into the system easily as it was using our apartment's wifi.
The massage business boomed more as the government also eased the restrictions. Some days, Kiran and Shamia were getting multiple clients. I upload videos daily on the paid subscription social media website. My paid subscriber count was increasing daily. I was earning more than Kiran and Shamia. I was uploading Kiran's video as well. I was being greedy at that time.
One day, Kiran told me about her first client, who came with a friend. He wanted to hire both Shamia and her for group sex. He was willing to pay 10,000 dollars or dirhams for the entire session. Kiran and Shamia could get 3,500 dirhams each as per their new agreement with the socialite. Kiran was very excited about the client because the client had one of the fattest dogs that Kiran had handled. She was looking forward to fucking it.
The next day, the client (Farid) came with his friend Jabeer**. Kiran and Shamia welcome them to the new apartment. Jabeer was very impressed with the beauty of Shamia and Kiran.
(** Character from another story, "An Arab Nightmare Life")
Both men were wearing the traditional white Kandura dress with baseball caps. Kiran and Shamia were in their new pink lingerie.
Jabeer is a big, 6-foot-tall guy with a bit of a heavy set frame and a bit of a dark complexion. He must be in his early forties.
Jabeer said to Farid about Kiran, "This one reminds me of our Indian bitch."
Kiran asked them, "How much was the Indian bitch charging them?"
Jabeer replied, "It was free; she was our free mistress for a few months."
Shamia asked them, "What happened to her?"
Jabeer replied, "She got pregnant and had my baby. Her wimpy husband made sure she stays in India forever when she went for her pregnancy.
Farid said to Jabeer, "That is why I brought you here—to forget about the Indian bitch." Jabeer replied, "That's right, let us enjoy these bitches for now."
Jabeer lifted Kiran and hurriedly took her to the bed. He started kissing her instantly as they rolled on the bed. Farid, on the other hand, took a slow approach; he hugged Shamia and kissed her passionately.
Jabeer quickly removed all his clothes and told Kiran to suck his dick. His dick was already hard. It was almost 8 inches long. Kiran took Jabeer's dick in her mouth and started sucking it. Farid and Shamia were on the bed now. Farid was sucking Shamia's tits. He then slowly moved down and kissed Shamia's navel for some time.
After getting his dick sucked for a few minutes, Jabeer removed Kiran's bra and panties. Kiran made him wear a condom. He made her get on all fours and penetrated Kiran's pus from behind. He started fucking Kiran at a faster speed.
Farid had removed Shamua's panties and was licking her pussy. He licked her pussy for some time, and then he got up and removed all his clothes. He lay on the bed and told Shamia to get into the 69-position. Shamia got on top of Farid and took the hard, fat dick in her mouth. Farid started licking Shamia's pussycat from below.
Jabeer was fucking Kiran at a faster tempo. Kiran was moaning loudly, telling him not to stop, but Jabeer could not control his ejaculation and shot his load before Kiran could get her orgasm. He went limp quickly. Kiran removed his condom and cleaned his dick with tissue. He got up and headed to the bathroom.
Kiran then moved towards Shamia and Farid. She got between Farid's legs and started playing with Farid's balls. Kiran sucked Farid's balls as Shamia sucked Farid's dick. Farid noticed Kiran. He asked Kiran to sit on his face and asked Shamia to ride him. Shamia got up and took a condom and helped Farid put it on. She then climbed on his dick and put it slowly inside her pussy. Shamia started riding Farid's dick slowly. Kiran went and sat on Farid's face.
Shamia and Kiran are moaning as they receive pleasure from Farid's dick and tongue, respectively. Shamia was fondling Kiran's tits from behind as they rode Farid. They both had the orgasm at the same time after a few minutes.
Shamia continued to ride Farid as Kiran got off Farid's face. She cleaned his wet face and then started kissing him. Shamia then asked Farid to switch positions. Farid rolled shamia onto the bed and was soon on top of her. He started fucking her in the missionary position.
Jabeer, after his bathroom visit, had been watching the threesome for quite some time. Once Kiran was free, he went near her and stood in front of her. Jabeer shoved his semi-hard dick in her mouth. Kiran sucked Jabeer's semi-hard dick and played with his balls to make it hard again.
Farid soon had his orgasm. He shot his load. He lay on top of Shamia, recovering his strength and watching Kiran sucking his friend. Shamia then removed Farid's condom and helped him clean up.
Jabeer's dick was soon hard enough that he asked Shamia to get on her all fours. I think this guy liked fucking doggy style. He penetrated Shamia from behind and started fucking her. Shamia made him wear a condom before he entered her pussy.
Farid called Kiran near him. They started kissing each other. Farid quickly moved towards her tits and started sucking her nipples. Kiran was playing with his semi-hard dick. She was stroking it slowly. After some time, he moved down towards Kiran's navel and started licking it. I guess he was a navel lover like me. His dick was getting stiff now. When his dick was stiff enough, he made Kiran lie on her back on the bed. He got between her legs and started penetrating his dick into Kiran's pussy slowly. Once Farid had inserted his dick fully inside Kiran's pussy, he started fucking her slowly.
Jabeer, on the other hand, was ducking like an animal. He had his hand tightly gripped on Shamia's hips. He was thrusting his truck at faster speeds. The sound of his thighs slapping against Shamia's thighs was very loud. Shamia was moaning loudly. She was about to cum, but Jabeer again disappointed the second woman that day. He shot his load before Shamia could get her orgasm. Jabeer rolled off the bed and went to the bathroom.
Farid and Kiran were going on steadily. Farid was maintaining a decent pace in his downward thrusting. After some time, Kiran got her orgasm. As Kiran's orgasm subsided, Shamia came near Farid and started pulling him off.
Shamia wanted to fuck Farid, as Jabeer had kept her high and dry. Farid obliged and pulled out of Kiran. He penetrated Shamia in a doggy style and started fucking her. Shamia was holding the bed's headboard for support as she pushed her ass back at Farid. They fucked for some time, and both of them came almost at the same time.
The whole session lasted an hour and a half. Once the guys got cleaned up, they left. There was no tip this time. The girls were very exhausted. Zaheer and I did not have any sex that day. I uploaded the video to the website, and it got a lot of views.
The next few months were good for Shamia and Kiran. They had a lot of customers. They even had direct customers. Kiran and I were able to repay all our debts in India. Videos on the paid subscription site were getting quite popular. I was uploading so many videos that one day my laptop crapped out. I took the laptop for repair, and the computer guy said he needs to replace the RAM. It will take him a few days since the parts were not available and had to be ordered. All of my video folders were password protected, so I left the laptop with the shop for repair.
Two days later, I was in my room working on the company's laptop. when there was a knock on the door. Zaheer opened the door, and I heard police barging in. We were raided by the police and CID of the UAE. All four of us were arrested and taken to the police station. All of our electronic devices were also seized.
We were charged with running a prostitution racket and some other various indecency charges. We could not get lawyers since our funds and bank accounts were also seized. We were in police custody for one month while the police investigated. One day, we saw Farid and Jabeer being brought in. They were arrested in Sharjah more than one month ago. When they were arrested, police found drugs on them, so their charges were more severe.
When Farid and Jabeer came into our cell block, they went straight towards Zaheer and almost beat him up. They were angry because Zaheer had videotaped their session and put it online. Zaheer denied posting anything online. That's when I understood how the police came to know about our activities.
It seems someone*** with a grudge against Farid and Jabeer identified them on my paid subscription website. That man had reported them to the police. He had provided the website as evidence. since sex outside of marriage is also unlawful in the Arab country. They were arrested, and then through them, we were also arrested.
(***To know the identity of the "Someone" and the reason behind the grudge, please read the series "An Arab Nightmare Life").
Zaheer, Shamia, Kiran, and I were thoroughly interrogated by the police. Zaheer spilled all the beans about how the business operated. He gave up all the big names, including the socialite who provided the clients to Shamia and Kiran.
The socialite was arrested and investigated. Her arrest opened a bigger can of worms. She was operating multiple brothels and spas. She was involved in human trafficking. Many people were arrested after the investigation was completed.
Since the police did not have any direct evidence connecting me to prostitution or the paid subscription site, I was not charged with any crime. But I had also posted my videos of sex sessions with Shamia, Kiran, and Zaheer on the website. I was charged with indecent acts and breaking the law on adultery. I was given 1 year of imprisonment, but since it was a covid times and they did not want more prisoners in their main jail, I was deported from the country permanently. I had spent more than 3 months in police custody.
Zaheer, Shamia, and Kiran were given two years of imprisonment, but since their crimes were a bit severe, they had to serve their time behind bars and then they could be permanently deported from the country. Farid and Jabeer were given life imprisonment as the quantity of the drugs was greater.
Once I was out of police custody, I was able to secure two days of free time to pack my stuff. I went and got my laptop back from the repair guy since it had all my cryptographic details. I checked the website, and the subscription had blown up in the last three months. I was a very rich guy.
Once I was deported back to India, I settled in a new city as everyone in our family had come to know about our arrests and activities. I contacted Kiran in prison from India. Kiran said to me, Shamia and she had figured out that I must be the one who posted the videos online. She was very angry with me. She said she was leaving me. She wanted me to send her divorce papers. After our divorce, she was planning to be Zaheer's second wife. She had already been converted to Islam for it.
Since I was rich now and I am still getting paid from the website. I decided to start my life over. I divorced Kiran. I am now living a happy bachelor's life.
The End.
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