In For A Pound

Karen and I had so completely gotten lost in the moment that we had all but forgotten about Janet being in the apartment with us.

My redheaded neighbor had revealed to me that she had also gotten a hold of one my "Coins of the Realm," as that old guy had called them. And now she was slumped into my chest while my dick was still firmly entrenched inside her snatch. Meanwhile, Janet had gone into my bedroom to stash her purchases and change into something that didn't have grass and mud stains...and likely other stains.

Well, that's what I thought she had been doing at least.

"Was I that loud when you were fucking me Master? It's a wonder the whole building isn't knocking on your door, yelling at you to quiet down." Janet moaned while her stroking her cleft.

"Janet, how long have you been there?"

"I came out of the bedroom right about the time Red here was forcing herself down your cock. It feels so good, doesn't it? My Master's cock is just the best." I wasn't sure I liked the tone I was hearing. It almost sounded like Janet was trying to stake a claim or something. Karen seemed to infer the same thing, as she immediately rose up off my lap.

"YOUR Master? Mike is MY Master." Oh shit. This is about to get ugly.

"Ladies! Please!" I interjected. I have no idea if this is going to work. If it doesn't, it might just turn their ire from each other, to me. "I'm Master to both of you. You have both received my coin. Please don't be mad at each other."

For a tense moment, it looked like the the women were processing what I said, but as one, the tension seemed to leave their bodies and they dropped their aggressive postures. "Really?" Karen asked, "You gave her one of your coins?"

"I did. Earlier this afternoon in the park."

"Oh. That changes everything, I'm sorry Janet. I didn't realize it was more than just me."

"Same here Karen. You know..." I noticed an evilish looking grin come across her face as she spoke. "I guess we need to help our master clean up his messes, don't we?"

"What do you me...HEY!" Janet had stepped up to Karen, and then firmly pushed her back onto the sofa beside me.

"Oh Master, you left this one so dirty...I'll clean her up for you!" And with that, Janet dove face first into Karen's crotch. She ravenously went after all the cum that had dripped down her legs, cleaning up her new compatriot in long licks up and down Karen's thighs. Once the legs were clean, she attacked the oozing mess seeping out of Karen's core.

"Oooh...Janet, what are you OOOhhh! Right there! Get all that cum out, make me clean again for Master!" Karen breathed, giving into this new, delightful development. Just as quickly as she started, Janet stopped. "Awww....I was so close. Please, please don't leave me hanging!"

As it turned out, Janet wasn't leaving Karen hanging. Not at all. Instead, she was going to share her bounty with her new friend. Dragging her tits along Karen's torso as she went, Janet rose up until she was staring the redhead in the eyes. Moving in for a deep kiss, Janet opened her mouth and snowballed the collected cum into Karen's mouth. Karen's went wide with surprise, and she began to moan as the warm, salty, mixture of her cum and mine began sliding down her throat.

"Thought you'd like a taste of the two of you together. It was so good, I had to share." Janet smiled, before sinking back to the floor to resume her **** on Karen's snatch.

"Uuhhmm!" Karen was beyond words as Janet rapidly licked her to another orgasm, fingers gripping the blonde hair in front of her, forcing her head as deep as possible. "Aaaiieee! FUCK! Janet, I've never gotten off on someone's tongue like that."

"Really? That was my first time going down on another girl!" The two girls leaned into each other on the sofa and began making out again, this time Karen was trying to lick all her own juices off of Janet's face. "Mast...Mike...why don't you take a shower? Karen and I are going to have a little chat. Please?"

While I did find it odd to be receiving directions from women who called me "master," I was definitely smelling a little ripe. Rinsing off quickly, and throwing on some new clothes I returned to the living room to find Karen and Janet both dressed, chatting quietly in the kitchen.

"Ah good. You're out. Mike, if you don't mind, Karen and I are going to stop by my apartment. We'll be back later, but I want to see just how much damage that shitheel did before the cops got there, and Karen pointed out that it might not be best for me to show up with another guy. Will had some friends on the floor, and he could cause trouble for you if word got back to him that there was already another guy. Is that okay?"

"Of course. But you have to promise to give me a call if you need help." They both nodded at that.

"Also," Karen started, "do you trust us?"

This feels like a trap. "Yes...why do you ask?"