Tales of Helen and Lisa By Sam James Chapter 3 - The three muscleteers After the epic tussle between the girls, and Lisa's incredible vanquishing of Helen, and while Lisa was doing the washing up, I wrestled with Helen. The first bout saw her triumphant within a few minutes, using her greater speed and agility to counter my upper body advantage and finally using the enormous power of her legs to force me into a submission. She went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and when she came back, ready for round two, she did an odd thing. Putting a track of "Ride of the Valkyries" on the CD player she switched the light off, with the comment, "Now come and find me!" The room was in total darkness and any sounds were masked by the music, but as I advanced slowly to where she had been standing I was ready for attack from any direction. When it came I was taken by surprise ....a pair of powerful arms suddenly wrapped round my legs and brought me crashing to the floor - she had been lying down waiting for me! Within seconds she had thrown me on my back and straddled me, pinning my wrists to the carpet with fingers like manacles. As I struggled vainly to break free I felt her slide slightly backwards, take me inside her and tighten her vaginal muscles with a force that made me gasp with pain. Such was the pressure that I was paralysed, but I suddenly realised that she had released my wrists and her fingers were lightly caressing my head and neck ... but she was holding me quite helpless with the power of her internal muscles! I gasped "Oh, please Helen, you're really hurting me" and gripped her arms to try and roll her off me. As I took hold of her I realised with a shock that the steely sinews I felt under my fingers were not Helen's... and the soft, mocking voice whispering in my ear was Lisa's. "I don't need big biceps to defeat a man..... give in, or I'll crush your cock until you scream!" I did think of putting up a struggle, but discretion won the day and I whispered my submission. Lisa slackened her grip and then very slowly and sensuously began to bring me to orgasm with an incredible writhing flex of her vagina. But just as I was about to come, she suddenly lifted herself off me, gave a soft laugh and whispered, "Why should I spoil Helen's fun, I'll have you another time!" She got up and put the light on and I saw Helen was still in the room, lying on the couch, eating a box of chocolates and grinning with delight at the way they had set me up! Soon it was time for Lisa to go, but before she went she came across to me and slid her arms either side of my waist, holding me clamped between her forearms. And then, with her arms at full stretch she lifted my 200 pounds in the air and held me inches above the floor. I heard Helen gasp and saw her shaking her head in admiration ... it was a display of strength that she knew that she would have had difficulty in matching Lisa put me down and gave me a gentle kiss. "See ya soon, I meant what I said ... and look after Helen, or you'll have me to reckon with!" And then she was gone into the dark, leaving Helen and me to enjoy each other for the rest of the night. In the weeks that followed we became like the three musketeers - all for one and one for all, but it was a strange friendship .... a relationship had developed between us that would have given Freud a migraine. When the good Lord had dealt the deck Helen had undoubtedly received some fine cards. Good looking, with honey blonde hair, humorous blue eyes, fine breasts and long, powerful but shapely legs, she possessed plenty to attract the opposite sex. She'd also been given a tall, superbly muscled body and great physical strength, of which she was rightly proud, but which undoubtedly put some men off. Lisa had received a Royal Flush. Three inches shorter than Helen she was stunningly beautiful, with raven hair, grey-green eyes, good legs, superb breasts and a voluptuous, olive-skinned body. She radiated a carnal sexuality that sent males into paroxysms of lust and she could pull just about any man she fancied ... and Lisa fancied often, possessing the libido of a rattlesnake on Viagra, fucking and then discarding her boyfriends when they failed to match her physical strength and sexual demands. For she had also been dealt a Joker... Lisa's female curves concealed muscles that even Helen could not match. In the weeks after Lisa had pinned her in front of me, Helen had challenged Lisa to every trial of strength in the book .. wrestling, arm wrestling, weightlifting, bear hugs and grip strength, and had been overpowered every time. The only match in which she had come near to besting Lisa was leg wrestling where, after a fierce struggle lasting over 15 minutes, both girls had agreed to a draw. And Helen, unable to fully accept that her splendid physique was helpless against the young PE teacher's primeval strength, had developed an inferiority complex which the naturally bossy Lisa exploited at every opportunity. Lisa had kept her promise to "have me another time". Although Helen and I were now regular lovers, I sometimes spent a night with Lisa ... as did Helen. As my relationship with Helen had grown deeper and more emotional, I had expected that she would ask me to stop seeing Lisa, but in fact Helen actively encouraged our regular meetings. At first I thought this was just part of her good- natured generosity, but as I learnt more about the strange affinity between the girls I realised that it was Helen's inferiority complex that was at the root of it all. Like a schoolboy who offers the class bully half his sweets, so that the bully doesn't take the lot, Helen was happy for me to go to bed with Lisa because, deep down, she was afraid that if I didn't Lisa would try and take me away. I could have reassured Helen that there was no chance of that, but sex with Lisa was the most physically exciting that I had ever experienced. With her flawless body, erotic sexual skills, fantastic muscle control and awesome strength, she was, quite frankly, the ultimate fuck. Although I loved Helen on an emotional level, I craved Lisa's sexual skills like a drug and I was selfish enough to want our relationship to continue. (To be continued)