Two by Two Ch. 02

The next morning, I went out to get a feel for the city. I'd only been there for a few days and it was my first time, so I walked about the neighborhood, finding a gym around the corner and signing up for a handful of sessions... I wasn't sure when I'd be moving on, so didn't want anything long-term.

Long-term... as I strolled along the sidewalk, I thought about Elle. I'd basically moved in with her after a night of passion... well, her and Krystina. What was going to happen? I shook my head... I was living life day-to-day with little regard for the future until my inheritance ran out, so wasn't going to spend much time thinking about it. For now, things were awesome... and weird, which was also kind of awesome. Unique experiences flavor your life, and mine was currently tasty.

Speaking of tasty, I bought a breakfast sandwich and some orange juice before heading to a park when I saw the old guy... dirty and ragged, he held his head down and a sign up saying 'Will work for food'. Shit. I headed over, handed him my meal, gave him a nod as he thanked me, and went back to replace my breakfast.

I got back to the apartment a few hours later, my heart rate elevated and my feet a bit sore from the miles I'd walked. It had been a nice day, clear but cool. I kicked off my shoes and heard scampering bare feet down the hall. I caught a flash of Krystina's panty-covered butt as she returned to her room and closed the door behind. Based on her path, she'd been in Elle's room... cleaning up? Except the bed was still unmade when I went in. I figured that maybe I'd interrupted her maid work.

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After she was finished with her work day, Krystina joined me on the couch again. It seemed that I was getting used to the dishwater blonde's nudity, or at least I was getting better at not ogling her... or maybe I was focusing too much on the TV... that would explain how she got so close without me noticing. She stood up on the couch, straddled my shoulders, planted her crotch on my back, and pushed me forward so that she could slide down behind me, her legs on either side of mine. Then she started rubbing my shoulders.

"Ah... oh..." I hemmed and hawed, but ultimately leaned forward so that I wasn't crushing her into the cushion. I had to admit that it felt nice... I'd been on my own, crashing on couches for weeks, and they weren't always comfortable. She found a particularly knotty spot and I groaned as she worked at it.

She reached around and found another knot between my legs, but applied a gentler touch to that one. The sound of my groans didn't change much, though. Krystina nibbled on one of my ears and I was feeling very warm. Her other hand went to one of my nipples and I shuddered as she pinched it a little. I could feel my orgasm rising already, so I quickly stood up so as to not make a mess in my pants... also, I was unsure if me cumming was going to count as 'just playing'.

I turned and looked down at Krystina, her legs wide open and her flowering pussy glistening in her crotchless panties. Her face was red, her glasses a little fogged up, and she was breathing heavily. She suddenly seemed small and vulnerable, uncertain now that I was looming over her. If I left the room, I knew it would cause a problem, but I couldn't let her keep touching me until I got clarification from Elle about what was allowed.

"Play with yourself," I instructed her.

Keeping her blue eyes on mine, she moved her hand down to her crotch and gasped... I figured she must have been sensitive. She moved her other hand to one hard nipple as she dipped two fingers inside. "Uhf," she grunted, keeping eye contact, or at least trying to, as my eyes were roaming her small, sexy body as she pleasured herself. Finally, her gaze dropped to the bulge in my crotch and she cried out as she came. "Eh-hhgh! N-ghh!" She closed her eyes and her tiny body shook in pleasure for a good minute.

Then she seemed to get even more pink in the face as she sat there and I stood over her looking uncertain. Finally, she rolled off of the couch and headed to the bathroom while I went into the kitchen to make dinner again. Krystina went into her room as I put together the chicken Caesar salad, though she didn't close the door.

The lighter meal went over well with both women and then we watched some dank memes on MeTube together before Elle was pulling me into her bedroom. I glanced back at Krystina on the couch, but couldn't read the look on her face as she watched us go.

Once we were naked, I went down on Elle to get her ready while she looked down at me and pulled at her nipples. She didn't cum, but once she was sufficiently wet down there, she beckoned me up and slotted my hard cock between her puffy pussy lips.

"Err... condom?" I asked.

"In a bit," she responded, "just don't cum inside... not that I expect you to be a quickshot after that marathon first time together. C'mon..." She wrapped her strong legs around me to pull me inside her. Without the lubrication of a condom, though, it was a little awkward, but eventually I was able to slide all the way in and out. "Mmm..." she moaned as I kissed her.

Except all the 'play' with Krystina earlier, without any time to relieve the pressure, had me further along than I should have been. I needed to slow down... back off... anything... except Elle still had her legs wrapped around me so I stopped moving.

"You okay?" she asked.

"Yeah... we should get that condom ready," I told her, and pulled back.

She let me go. "Hmm... did you play with Krys today?" she asked as she rolled to open the bedside drawer.

"A little."

"Ooh, I want to hear everything... hmm." She dug deep into the drawer, then pulled it all the way out. "Did you move the condoms?"

"Nope."

"Where did...? No... that little..." She lay back on the bed, took a breath, and yelled, "KRYSTINA!"

The door opened and the little sub stood there, her head low.

"Where are they?"

Shrug.

"Go get them."

The smaller woman shook her head.

"What the fuck?" Elle swore and turned to me. "You know how I like my pranks? Well, she kind of takes after me, though sometimes she goes too far. I can't have sex with him without a condom, Krys."

Another shrug.

Elle tapped her lips. "Okay, if you want to play chicken, that's fine. Since you took my condoms away, you'll be our condom for the night."

Krystina gasped and looked up at her, her little body starting to shake.

"Don't want to? Then bring 'em back."

The slight blonde just stood there, her eyes darting between us.

"Get on the bed, then. Heath... jeez..." Elle examined my turgid member... it was almost purple, it was so engorged, "looks like you're ready to blast off, so suck him, slut." She gave Krystina a smack on her pert little butt as she approached.

Krystina's face was beet red as she leaned forward to take my thickness between her lips, tentatively licking and sucking. While it wasn't as energetic as Elle's patented method of alternating between deepthroating and jacking me while just the head was in her mouth, I was still on a hair trigger from earlier.

"Ohh... gonna cum..." I warned her.

"Human condom, remember?" Elle reminded her sub. "You suck it all down."

I felt Krystina nod and lost it. "UghhGHHH!" Then I was blasting her mouth with a massive load of sperm, realizing that some of those spurts were the ones that would have shot out earlier if I'd let the short girl keep rubbing me on the couch, so it seemed appropriate that I was giving them to her now. "Ungh!"

"Uhghlgh..." Krystina gurgled as she drank down my hot load. Then she fell face-first to the mattress as she frigged herself quickly, cumming hard a few seconds later. "Nghk! NHH!" She gasped as Elle smacked her ass again.

"Who gave you permission to masturbate? Bad girl!"

Krystina seemed beyond caring at that point, her eyes on my deflating member and a smile on her face.

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"Remember, no sex."

I felt warm lips on my own and opened my eyes. Elle pulled back and I noticed that she was wearing a tight blouse and slacks today. "Hm? Oh, right, of course. Uh, when you say sex...?"

"Orgasms are fine... oral, fingers... but no intercourse... that's for me." Then she got a faraway look. "Or maybe if she still hasn't returned the condoms."

"I, uh, can go get some more..."

Her eyes sparkled. "No, it's the principle of the thing. Seeya!" She turned her tight ass toward me and strolled out. I went back to sleep.

I felt warm lips on my cock and opened my eyes. Krystina was looking up at me as she sucked me, once again naked except for her panties, which weren't crotchless today. I put my arms behind my head and gave her a grin. "I'll give you just a half hour to stop that."

Her eyes crinkled with amusement and she gave me an extra hard suck, making me moan. One hand moved down into her panties so she could jill herself off while she gave me oral pleasure. After a bit, she took my cock out of her mouth and licked at it like it was a lollipop. Then she was deepthroating me.

"Oh shit... cumming!" I warned her and she pulled back so just the head was in her mouth as I filled it. "Unh! Uhh!"

Once my orgasm was complete, she pulled back, stuck two fingers into her mouth, and then moved them down into her panties to play with herself again. "Ngh! Nhh!" she grunted as she came hard. Once she stopped vibrating, she opened her mouth to show that my load was still there and then gulped it down. She had been masturbating with my cum on her fingers!

"You are something," I told her.

She grinned and ran back to her room, closing the door behind.

Now that I was awake, I decided to head out to the gym, now that I had a membership. I grabbed another breakfast for the old 'Will work for food' guy along the way.

"You shouldn't do that."

I turned to find an older woman in a nice dress and big sunglasses there. "What?"

She screwed up her heavily lipsticked mouth. "It's 'pardon', and you shouldn't feed the homeless... it only encourages them."

"Encourages them to... not starve?"

She huffed in exasperation. "You should donate to charity if you feel like you have too much money, not keep riffraff like that on the street."

I gave her a once-over. "Too much money? Lady, those high-class shoes would probably feed someone for a month."

She sniffed. "It's *my* money, and I get to decide how to spend it."

"Well, it's my money to spend how I want as well." I didn't mention that it was inherited from my grandfather. "Even if I was poor, I'd still feed someone who was starving if it was within my power. Go touch grass." Then I turned on my heel and walked away, ignoring her shocked gasp.

"Heh heh!" the old guy chuckled and gave me a thumbs-up. I gave one back and went to the gym. My body was a little out of practice and I found myself winded sooner than I preferred. However, I didn't push it... I'd build my endurance back up over the next week or so.

Heading back toward the apartment, I wondered if Krystina would still be working. Come to think of it, I realized that she must have taken a break from work to blow me. I wondered how long she'd been sucking me before I woke up and hoped that I wasn't becoming a distraction from her livelihood.

"Go away!"

It was the old guy again, with a couple young men standing over him menacingly. I jogged over. "Problem, gentlemen?"

They turned and looked up at me. While I wasn't hugely tall at six feet, I was able to loom over them a little. My first thought was that these guys might be homeless themselves with their stressed jackets and ripped shirts, but then I noticed that one had a smartwatch and the other had some product in his hair... tough guy wannabes. "Uh, what the fuck you want, man?" the shorter one spat out... of course it was the shorter one.

"You okay?" I asked the old-timer. He shook his head and looked back at the pair. "Okay, you guys better fuck off," I told them, flexing my chest and shoulders.

They took a moment to size me up and then wordlessly walked away, giving me baleful looks as they went.

"Hey, you want to join me for lunch?" I asked the old guy. He nodded eagerly and I helped him to his feet. Getting a whiff of his BO, I almost offered the apartment's shower for his use, but it wasn't my place to do so. Once we got some sandwiches from a nearby deli, we sat back in the park to eat.

"I'm Heath." I offered my hand.

"Sam," he returned through a mouthful of pastrami before he swallowed. "Some call me Uncle Sam because I'm kinda the American dream... heh heh heh..."

I bit into my ham & cheese, swallowed, and realized that I had a neutral but sympathetic ear on hand. "Hey, Sam, you've been around, right? Can I talk to you about my current living situation?" He smiled and nodded. I told him about Elle and Krystina's dom/sub situation and me landing butt first right in the middle of it.

His eyes got a faraway look. "Man, I remember back when I was your age, we got into some crazy shit... got all shitfaced with some chicks at an Eagles concert and next thing you know they're both asking me to do 'em up the ass. You ever hear the term 'technical virgin'?" At my head shake, he continued, "Well, you ride the Hershey Highway, she can't get knocked up, and technically she's still a virgin. Crazy broads."

"Uh, right." I realized that Sam was quite the character.

"Can you describe these girls you're living with?" I did, detailing the tall, fit, willowy brunette with those gorgeous green eyes, and the short, cute, blue-eyed blonde in glasses, and his eyes lit up. "Ah, I know them... they give me cash sometimes. You're a lucky man, Heath... you're livin' in a wet dream."

"Uh, could you not mention to them that I talked to you about it?" I asked him nervously.

"Ha! As if I'd fuck over the guy who's been feeding me." He took another bite of his sandwich while I let out the breath I'd been holding.

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I bought some more food and returned to the apartment to make bacon-wrapped chicken breasts with mashed potatoes and mixed veggies. As the smell of frying bacon filled the apartment, Krystina came padding out of her room and got down onto her knees to fish out my hardening cock for a second blowjob that day. Hey, what guy says no to a random blowjob from a cute girl? Her mouth made love to my penis for several minutes before I started thrusting... then she quickly stood up and jacked my cock at her slightly rounded tummy. As I grunted my release, she pulled the front of her panties out, directed the head of my cock down, and I painted her lower stomach and pudendum with gobs of my sperm. She let her panties snap back in place, sealing my cum inside before she gave me a peck on the cheek and skipped back to her room.

I was standing there, recovering as I huffed, when the front door opened and Elle paused for a moment to look at me, my dwindling member hanging out of my pants. "Well."

"Gasp!" The older lady from down the hall was passing and had caught a glimpse.

Elle quickly stepped through the door and closed it behind her, laughing. "That's probably the most action that old bird's had in decades," she loud-whispered to me as I hastily put my dick away.

We ate dinner together, Krystina still in her sperm-soaked panties, which caused Elle to arch an eyebrow and I had to explain what happened just before she walked in. The taller girl gave her sub roommate an evaluating look, the small blonde's face burning red under her scrutiny, before she started eating.

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After dinner, Krystina brought out her nail polish basket again and I painted her dainty little fingers while I finished the finale of Loki. It looked like the little blonde couldn't grow her fingernails very long, possibly due to her keyboard job, but I was able to get a nice-looking, green-and-white alternating stripe design going. Then Elle decided that I should do hers as well, though she asked for only a deep red polish instead of anything complex.

Admiring my handiwork, Elle looked over at Krystina. "Time for bed, I think. Condoms?"

Krystina blushed and shook her head.

"Well... guess you're coming with us, then, and it won't just be a blowjob this time, human condom."

To Be Continued...