All You Ever Dreamed - Meeting the Wife (Patreon)

Mira blinked and took quick stock of the body. Two legs, check. They were ridiculously muscular but she had been going to the gym a lot lately. One set of hips, with an absolutely rocking ass.

No change there.

One incredibly well fucked pussy. Hence the haze she just now realized she was coming out of. A post-fuck-haze. Ha. Well, she wished that wasn’t new, but it was quite a recent experience.

A trim waist with an amazing set of abs. She’d been working on that, but this was… Super Hero level abs. An eight pack of them. She had muscles under her pecs, growing from her abs and up her ribs, in size and intensity. And her pecs were supporting the largest, firmest breasts she’d ever seen. Even laying as she was on her back, they were still only slightly compacted, and their size! Proportionately, they seemed the size of beach balls, but she knew where they were far bigger.

Because Mira was far taller. With her legs falling off the end of the bed at the knee, she had to guess she was a touch over 9 feet tall now. Her arms showed it too. She’d read somewhere that from the finger tip of your middle finger one hand to the finger of the other was your height, and she felt like her massive arms, complete with sculpted, muscular forearms and biceps that looked like they could break steel bands placed around them with a simple flex. In fact, they were so ridiculously big, so oversized, instead of a pillow, her head was resting under one of them while her other arm hefted and caressed her right breast.

Only… she wasn’t the one doing that. Which is what brought her internal audit to her shoulders.

One pretty blonde, slight gap in the front of the top row of her teeth in an endearing way. That’s normal. Mira’s head was slightly off center to the right and that was new. Then there was one gorgeous redhead with a faraway ‘just had the fucking of a lifetime haze’ look just off center on the left of their shoulders. Also new.

And the two of them were… sharing this gorgeous, busty, muscled body and all its tall glory.

Mira wanted to… say something. Ask the gorgeous red her name at the top of the list, but she didn’t want to break Red out of that lovely post-fuck stupor. She could sort of… feel the redhead’s emotions as if they were her’s, but could tell where they were coming from, and there was this delicious voyerism to it all.

Mira thought about it, what it’d be like to share a body with someone else. Being both partaker and voyer, every sexual scamp being a threeway, and sharing a pussy and the delight that comes from masturbation too.

Then she felt their hand, the one on Red’s side, had shifted from lightly stroking the side of one massive tit, to lightly drumming her fingers against. Their tits were so big, so tight, that it actually made a drumming noise.

“Oh, you’re awake?” Mira turned and focused on the red head sharing her shoulders.

“Mmmhmmm.” The pretty babe purred out. Mira had enjoyed her voice during the whirlwind of sex they’d had earlier, and hearing it now, the deep throaty rhythm of it, the flirty look in her eyes. “Sorry, it was just…”

“The best sex you’d ever had?” Mira offered when Red trailed off, feeling her smile spread when Red agreed with a vigorous head nod. “Ok, so, to ask before it gets embarrassingly too long without knowing… I mean… well… I usually know somebody’s name before I get or give an orgasm with them.”

“Oh!” The red head snorted cutely, making Mira giggle. “Jo. Short, obviously, for something else, but let’s go with Jo.”

“Mira.” Mira offered, moving a hand to… she wasn’t sure what, they really couldn’t shake hands like they were, but all she managed to do was slap the side of one massive tit. Strangely, it was a bit thrilling, rather than painful.

“Oh, uh, I know.” Jo blushed. “I’m a fan.”

“Really?” Mira blushed. “I mean, I know MrMuscleLover of course.”

Jo rolled her eyes. “Yeah, Honey never misses a post on your gram.”

‘Or Accounting Page’ Mira silently added. “Yeah, love the fanart he draws. He makes me so…”

Mira and Jo looked down at their shared body.

“Like this?” Jo guessed.

“Uh, er… yah… almost exactly. The two heads is a new thing though.”

Jo blushed. “Well… That might have been my request.”

Mira felt her blonde eyebrows go up. “Didn’t think you were into…”

“Oh! Not. It was more of a… ‘hey honey, you’ve been making my muscle dreams come true, why not indulge in one of your fantasies,’ kind of thing.” Jo shrugged, and Mira couldn’t help but quirk her smile back up. “I’ve got a bit of a jealous streak and I guess he thought this would be a way to…”

“Share without having to share?” Mira offered, feeling Jo nod. She was enjoying completing Jo’s sentences.

“Bingo.”

“No complaints here.” Mira flexed an arm, marveling at the huge bulge of a bicep, remembering the throb of… the… guy… her and Jo had been fucking when she’d done it for him. “This is kind of a dream body for me.”

“Oh?” Jo tilted her head to one side.

“Yeah, It’s… Well, I’m a lot to deal with.” Mira rested her head against one massive forearm slid behind her, blinking as she realized their arms were so long, both of them could rest their heads on a single forearm like this. “Like this, I kinda hit my strike-zone when it comes to sex.”

“So you’re the one into conjoined stuff?”

Mira blushed this time. “I mean, apparently? But I meant more like, more than one partner without having to keep track of more than one thing, sharing every sensation with someone during sex so it’s a truly shared experience, male and female companionship at the same time, etc.”

Jo nodded. “I get that. I mean, not really? But I did feel this awesome warmth in my womb when you were talking about it, so I can feel YOUR attraction to them. Like they were mine… So… yeah.”

Mira nodded. “Yeah. I’ve kinda been… enjoying that too. Having our sexual desires overlapped and stuff.”

“Right.” Jo nodded. “Bit of a turn on in and of itself.”

“Mhmm…” Mira bit her lip. Their left hand had stroked down their incredible abs to their pussy and was lightly caressing the outer lips. “Having two sex drives added together helps.”

“Mmphm.” Jo blushed, biting her bottom lip. Her big… sexy bottom lip.

“So…” Mira blushed. “Wanna see what… ah…” The curious fingers on their helpful hand had found their clit.

“What a double solo act can do?” Jo panted, earning a vigorous nod from the blonde, before their lips came together in a needy, hungry kiss.

“Well, if the nap hadn’t recharged my tanks.” A decidedly male voice spoke up from the other side of the bed.

Mira and Jo didn’t respond, their hands roaming their huge body, making frequent trips to their most sensitive parts. As he watched, the two women he’d so recently been making love to played their shared body like a well tuned instrument, and he couldn’t stop himself from grabbing a cock as thick and long as his leg and begin stroking it to the blonde and red head’s self pleasing antics.

What the pair were saying to him, dirty talk he’d never heard from Jo, and the kind of talk he’d always wanted to, and even paid for a few customs of, from Mira as the pair begged him to show how sexy he found them, before he couldn’t hold it back any further and covered their huge tits in several thick ropes of cum.

And if he’d had any intention of going soft, watching the conjoined pair of dream women lick their own breasts clean, followed by kissing each other’s faces clean was more than enough to keep him hard.

“So.” Mira cleared her throat, giggling a bit as Jo licked her cheek. “I’m getting at least fiance vibes here.”

“Husband and wife, yeah.” Jo nodded, licking her lips.

“So uh… to explain.” Jo’s husband, she’d called him ‘Honey’ earlier. Probably not his name, but Mira had already played the ‘find out your name post orgasm game’ earlier. “I have phenomenal cosmic power and Sweetie and I-.”

Mira looked to Jo. “Sweetie? Daawwwww.”

“Shush, Dear.” Jo cutely wrinkled her nose, sticking her sexy lips out in a pout.

“Yeah, we… umm… were wanting to fulfill some sexual fantasies of hers.”

“And I wanted to get him to…” Their left hand gave a vague wave in the air as Jo tried to find the words. “You know, do one of his kinks.”

“And you thought of me.” Mira looked to the guy with the three foot hoagie. “I’m flattered.”

He blushed and was so cute when he did it that Mira felt their pussy squeeze a bit.

“What my lovely hubby Honey meant,” Jo gave her man a look and a smile. “If you were wanting out, and maybe to magically forget this ever happened, we’d totally understand.”

“Nuh-uh.” Mira shook her head, sitting their body up. “If anything, I’m wanting a bit more.”

“More?” Jo looked up, “Dear, if we get any bigger, our heads will be hitting the ceiling.”

“Well I for one want tits so proportionately big,” Mira gestured to their huge round tits. “That they fill our lap, perfect for tit-fucking our man.”

The man in question tried not to blush at the attention, but shared a look with Jo over Mira’s use of ‘our’. Was she intending to stay? He wasn’t going to change her mind.

“And also,” Mira flexed their powerful arms, curling them above her and Jo’s heads. “I want biceps that rise twice as high as our heads.”

“Dear.” Jo turned and kissed Mira. “You just said like nine of my kinks.”

“Just wait till I tell you what I wanna do tomorrow.” Mira purred back, pulling Jo into a deeper kiss.

Honey wasn’t sure, but had to agree, two muscular women combined into an even buffer, bustier babe with both his loves/crushes in one form? He wasn’t sure even his power could have made this dream come as true as the pair had made it.

~Fin