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Ménage à Trois


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Matt felt nervous about the entire arrangement he had made with Tara and Raúl a few days ago.  Matt had previously replied to a post on Craigslist about a couple who wanted to have a threesome with a "skinny bi guy who's into muscular men."  It was an odd request, and he fully expected it to be either a scam or an advertisement for a prostitute.  He still doesn't know why he responded to them, but, in hindsight, he was glad he did.

 

When they met in a local coffee shop, he told them about how he was between semesters at college where he studied computer programming and graphic design.  He was still working on his goal of making a video game set in a post-apocalyptic China based on the Chinese novel Romance of the Three Kingdoms.  Both Tara and Raúl seemed to be fascinated by it and expressed an interest in seeing the finished product.  In return, they told him about their ventures in the fitness industry.  She was a certified nutritionist, while he was a bodybuilder and personal trainer and both were part-time fitness models.  Their goal was to open their own gym and use their passion for fitness and weightlifting to help others reach their goals in life.  A small voice in the back of Matt's mind told him to keep these two in mind.

 

Throughout their conversation at the coffee shop, Matt's gaze darted back and forth between Tara and Raúl's respective physiques.  Both looked like the gods took the ideal bodies depicted by the ancient Greeks, made them into flesh, and breathed life into them with half again as much muscle.  Tara's body shown enough muscle to be considered stronger than many, yet still retained its feminine features; her physique was muscular, yet not so much where she looked like a male bodybuilder who was one operation away from becoming a transgender woman.  On the other hand, Raúl was simply massive.  The young Latino powerhouse boasted arms the size of Matt's legs, legs the size of his waist, shoulders that were broad enough to give him trouble with the average door, a thickly-muscled chest that could fill any T-shirt, and, from what Matt could see from beneath the navy blue sweater the Hispanic beefcake wore, abs that would do a cobblestone street proud.  Tara looked like the kind of girl Matt wanted to be with, while Raúl was the guy Matt wanted to look like.

 

After a few more minutes of small talk, Raúl and Tara decided to "dispense with the formalities" and got up from the table.  Matt took the cue and followed the two back to their condo.  Along the way, Matt daydreamed about what it would be like to have a woman with a body like Tara while having a body like Raúl.  The young college student could feel his cock hardening at the thought of Raúl's muscles on his body while pounding Tara's wet pussy.  While holding this mental image, he could have sworn Raúl said, "Tu sueño pronto hará realidad."  If my Spanish is right, he thought, he said that my dream will soon come true.  I wonder what he meant by that.

 

Shortly after arriving in the one-bedroom condo Tara and Raúl shared, things started getting hot and heavy.  Coats, hats, and sweaters were removed and casually tossed on the couch.  Tara's hand absent-mindedly drifted to her boyfriend's bulging biceps, which responded with a prompt flex that seemed to turn the large mound of muscle into a ball of unyielding steel with a peak the size of K2.  Tara's other hand made a come-hither gesture towards Matt.

 

"Take off those hot clothes and come here, Matt," she said invitingly, yet with a hint of lust.  "We don't bite unless you want us to."  Matt could not have taken off his parka, his hat, his sweater, and the undershirt beneath fast enough without tearing them, so addled by sex was his mind.  He almost latched onto Raúl's massive pecs like a baby who was nursing, were it not for the fact that the three were heading into the bedroom.  Both men were on either side of her as they finished stripping.  Hands groped everywhere, followed by lips, as the sexual energy continued to build.  Laying on the bed, Tara pulled Raúl toward her waiting clit while gesturing for Matt to get to the otherside of the bed.  Grabbing his erect cock in one hand and guiding Raúl's with the other, she spit herself between the two guys.  Matt timed his thrusts with her ministrations while the muscle god across from him pounded his girlfriend's pussy.  Through the haze of sex, he thought he heard Raúl chanting something in an unknown language.  The urge to fuck the gorgeous woman in front of him pushed that thought out of his mind as he sped up his thrusting.

 

After what seemed like an hour, Tara told Matt to "get between us for the ultimate orgasm."  Matt quickly ran to her as Raúl got behind him.  Guiding his cock, wet with her saliva, into her wet pussy, he gasped as he knew that he was about to pound a girl for the first time in a long time.  As he fucked her, Matt heard Tara reciting the same chant that Raúl said earlier.  It was as if they were casting a spell or something.  All of a sudden, he heard the Hispanic muscle god sat, "Get ready."  He bit his lip to hold back a scream as what felt like a foot-long sausage as thick as a beercan invaded his virgin ass.  Raúl stayed in that position for a moment so that Matt can acclimate himself with a sensation of a thick cock in his ass.  Then, as Raúl started pounding on Matt's prostate, Matt continued his pounding on Tara's clit.  Thrusts perfectly timed, they increased their speed and intensity as the sexual energy built up to near critical levels.  Matt barely noticed that they both were reciting the chant from before, only this time, he heard his own voice joining in.  The three continued fucking at a frenetic pace for what felt like an eternity as the chant melted away to become moans and shouts of orgasmic pleasure.

 

Matt had never felt anything like this in his entire life.  The pleasure, the bliss, the indescribable sensation of fucking a gorgeous woman while a muscle god among men was fucking you was beyond his comprehension.  In hindsight, he could only conclude that what he felt at that moment was what it must be like for a god to have an orgasm.  He wondered if the god and goddess between him always felt like this when they fuck.  He was surrounded by sex, swimming in a sea of pure lust driven by the superhuman physiques of the two on either side of him.  Within moments, the floodgates burst, and all three cried out in a simultaneous orgasm.  Matt's vision blurred before fading to black.

 

That night, he woke to find himself still inside Tara, the powerful muscles of her clit still clamping his still-erect penis.  The warmth of her body rousing him from unconsciousness as she nestled against his thickly-muscled pecs.  He then sat up with a jerk when he realized that, not only was Raúl's cock absent from his ass, but also that he did not have thickly-muscled pecs.  Turning to the mirror on the back of the door, he saw Raúl with a shocked look on his face.  Matt reached out with one meaty hand; Raúl copied the gesture.  Shaking his head, Matt lifted one arm to scratch his head in wonder.  Raúl mimicked the movement, the peak of his bulging biceps leaping toward the steel cables of muscles in his forearm.  Matt brought up his other arm and hit a front double-biceps pose; Raúl did the same, displaying a wide back and massive arms that would win Mr. Olympia with a single pose.  That was when Matt's universe expanded to allow the truth of the matter: Matt had merged somehow with the massively muscular Latino heartthrob who had propositioned him earlier.  What seemed strange was that he seemed a bit bigger, a bit more energetic, and a bit more ripped.

 

"It looks like our spell was a success," Tara said half-groggily as she sat up in bed.

 

"But.... how?" Matt/Raúl said.

 

"We've been doing this for over a hundred years," came Raúl's voice in Matt's mind.  "Ever since New Orleans right after Reconstruction."  Matt suddenly felt different people, different spirits, linked with his own.  It was as if he was in a room full of people, but with the room being the body he currenly inhabited.

 

"We found a spell that could link spirits together," Tara explained.  "We used it to protect our good friend and lover, Alan, from a mob of witch-hunters who had branded him a warlock.  Needless to say, threesomes were not as widely accepted then as they are now.  It was then that we discovered a unique side effect of the spell."

 

"Whenever we would cast the spell," Raúl continued, "the youth and vigor of the third person would be combined with the caster whose gender was the same as their own.  In other words, women would bond with Tara, and men with us."  He mentally saw the spell that was cast; it was Alan's, the warlock who was being hunted all those years ago.  It felt strange, as the only personality he sensed was Raúl's.

 

"Don't worry," Tara said reassuringly, "you have all of eternity to explore your new capabilities.  Why don't we start with your stamina?  I'm eager to see how long you can fuck now that another has joined the fold."

 

"My time is coming to an end," Raúl projected, "as my consciousness will meld with the Everlasting Spirit, but know this.  Whenever you fuck someone, you'll feel my cock pounding at your ass, along with the pleasure of your own cock pounding at an eager hole.  Sex will still be for the same biological functions as before, but the spell along with the sex will meld your new partner's body and spirit with either your own or Tara's, depending on their gender."

 

"Now," Tara said with lust in her eyes and voice, "let's start exploring your new stamina.  Our record was fucking for six days straight; let's go for an even week."


By the way, if it doesn't show up, the middle symbol in the title should be an à. (Alt+133 on the number pad)

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I tried editing the story title to “Ménage à Trois” but for some reason the forum software won’t display the special symbol correctly in the title. That might be a bug in the software!

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