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This is a work of erotic fiction. The subject is erotic in nature and may not be to your liking. The author does not endorse the lifestyle or acts that are described here. It is meant solely for the reader's pleasure. If such literature turns you off, you are requested to stop reading here. Please do not try these things at home. What may read as exciting acts may be fatal to the participants if performed in real life.

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Helping Tahir and Tasleem 

Tahir and Tasleem were a young couple that stayed in the apartment next to mine. The apartment was filled with people in their late 60s. I was stuck there because I had inherited the apartment from an aunt. They rented the apartment next to mine. Being the only young people in the building, we began talking and soon became very good friends. Of course it helped that Tasleem was one hell of a sexy babe. Although when she left the apartment she was covered from head to toe, inside the house she was relatively naked most of the time. Okay, that’s an exaggeration, but a woman who covers herself from head to toe outside and wears tank tops and shorts inside the house is as good as naked. 

From time to time I got the impression that the lady had more than a passing interest in me. However, I never got a chance to pursue it much further as we seldom got any time to ourselves. 

Two months ago they were joined by Tasleem’s sister, Tabu. She was in her mid-20s, shapely as her sister, and like a dog that has spotted a bitch in heat, I zeroed in on her. She on her part played hard to get. 

Before the first week was out I gave up hope of making any headway with her. She seemed totally disinterested in an affair of any sort. 

But then everything changed two weeks ago. It started with Tahir paying me a visit. He was visibly disturbed. 

“Alright, out with it”, I told him as I offered him his glass. 

“It’s kind of personal”, he told me. 

“Okay. Then forget I asked. But can I ask you to leave it at the doorstep? You are not being great company.”

“No. No. In fact I came over to talk about it with you. Both Tasleem and me think you can help us out.”

I made myself comfortable. I was guessing this was going to be a long story. Surprisingly, as it turned out, it wasn’t. 

“We are having trouble with Tabu”, he started. “Last evening when we came back home she was in bed with the building handyman.”

“Wow!” was all I could say. Given the circumstances, I guess it wasn’t the most appropriate thing to say. But he didn’t seem to notice. 

“We were shocked to say the least and had a serious chat with her. She was quite candid and admitted to sex with quite a few men and says she does it because she needs it. We suggested that she should get married, but she is totally against it. Says she wants to concentrate on her career. But she also says she needs sex. Tasleem and I are quite confused about what to do. That’s when Tasleem suggested you. You are single, and she says you’d be most happy to help out.”

“Help?”

“Yes. Tasleem’s plan is to get Tabu to trade her sexual freedom in exchange for regular sex. She was hoping you would provide the sex.”

“Did you speak to Tabu about this?”

“Yes. And she is okay with it. She says all she needs is a cock pounding her.”

“And how do we keep her straight?”

“With a chastity belt. We got one today and locked her cunt. But she has the key. She says she will give it to you, if you agree.”

“Of course I agree”, I volunteered. 

“Great. Shall we call the women over?”

“Sure”

He called Tasleem on the mobile and the girls came over. Tasleem was in her t-shirt and shorts, but Tabu looked fabulous decked up as a bride in a saree and all the paraphernalia. 

Shyly she came to me and gave me the key to herself. 

Then she began to undo the saree. Slowly she took off each bit of clothing from her body until she was naked save for the necklace, chastity belt and her high heels. 

“Wow!”

“We hope you will be pleased with her.”

“I hope so too”, I concurred. 

For the rest of the evening Tabu walked about naked and I could hardly keep my eyes off her. 

“I think she likes the role of the slut”, Tasleem told me when Tabu was in the kitchen preparing some snacks for us. 

I nodded in agreement. 

“I don’t think you can hold on to her through just fucking her”, she continued. 

There is something erotic about a woman saying the f-word. 

“What do you suggest?” I asked. 

“Make her feel filthy”, she said. “I am her sister. I know the feeling.”

That was quite a confession and I wondered if it held a clue for me. 

“Do you mind if I bring the two of you into the fun and games?”

They looked at each other then Tahir said, “No. But what do you have in mind?”

“Let that be a surprise”, I said. 

When Tabu returned I asked her, “So are you happy with the arrangement Tabu?”

“Yes. I am” she answered. 

“Don’t you think you should thank your sister and her husband for being so considerate?”

She looked lost. 

“Why don’t you please them? Start with your brother-in-law and then you can do your sister.”

She came up to me waiting for me to release her. 

“Oh! I don’t think that is necessary. I think your mouth should do fine. What do you say Tahir?”

“You are the boss”, Tahir reminded me. 

“But I don’t suck”, Tabu told us. 

“Well you better learn it, and learn it fast. You are not getting a fuck till you please both of them to their satisfaction. 

She threw a pleading glance at them, but they were not interested. 

Resigned she knelt between Tahir’s legs, and pulled out his penis from his shorts. She began by taking his head between her lips and sliding it into her mouth. Her mouth slid back and forth over his head. 

“Hold the stem”, Tasleem told her. “Hold the stem and masturbate him as you suck the head.”

Tabu soon got the hang of it and was sucking away on Tahir like a pro. 

“She’s a natural, isn’t she?” Tasleem asked as she put a palm on my bare thigh. 

“What about her sister?” I asked. 

“Quite good, if I have to say so myself. However, let’s not spoil her day for her. I’ll give you a demo sometime later”, she said, as she slip her hand into my shorts and grabbed my penis. 

“Hmm, feels good.”

I looked at Tahir and he was watching us with a smile. Tasleem’s grip on my penis was firm without being hard. 

Tabu’s head bobbed on Tahir’s lap. 

“I can’t wait for her to finish”, I told the elder sister. 

“Why? You that much in need?”

“No. I am waiting to see your riches.”

“No need to wait”, she said standing up and divesting herself off her clothes. 

I reached out and felt her cunt. It was just wet. I slid one finger in, then another and then another. She cunt muscles grabbed my fingers and she began to move her hips back and forth. She made a fabulous sight. Her knees slightly bent, her thighs spread out, and her hips jerking backwards and forwards. 

“Yeah! I’m cumming”, Tahir called out. 

“Take him in your mouth. Never waste sperm”, Tasleem called out through clenched teeth. 

I shifted my focus on Tabu. She was now furiously pumping Tahir’s organ, her mouth was steady as she had his head inside her. Then there was just the slightest movement backward if her head as his first spurt hit the roof of her mouth. He pushed her palm away and jerked himself till all his cum was drained. 

“Show us before you swallow”, I instructed her. She got up and came to us. Kneeling before us she opened her mouth and showed us the cum she had collected. 

“Swallow”, I told her. She closed her mouth and her eyes and swallowed the load. Then she opened her mouth to show us a clean inside. 

I reached out and taking Tasleem’s hand pulled her to the sofa. She sat with her legs spread wide. 

“No show your sister your gratitude”, I instructed her. 

On all fours Tabu crawled to her sister and dutifully began to suck on her clit. 

“Oh! She’s good”, called Tasleem. 

I went behind Tabu and unlocked her belt. Kneeling behind her I slipped my penis into her. I began to pound her. Each thrust drove her deeper into her sister’s cunt. 

“Oh yes! Oh yes”, Tasleem kept calling out as her sister pleasured her. 

The events of the evening were too much for me. I grunted and began to pump my seed into her. 

“Yes. Yes. Yes”, Tasleem cried out as she orgasmed. 

I slipped out of Tabu, who sat on the floor, with her back resting on the sofa. Her legs were spread, and she kept scooping my cum out of her cunt and putting it into her mouth. 

It was the beginning of a wonderful year in my life.

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