Super Alex

Alex was still shaking over her sister as the aftershock still gripped her. She felt the warmth that sloshed inside her, slowly fading away being taken in by her body. Her sex now pooled down her sisters onto the table. Groaning as her body bubbled up in its growth. Alex's body began to slide over her sisters', still slick, body as she grew out in all directions. Her back rippled with growing muscles as she grew wider, now dominating her Sister.

John watched on in shock, his sense having a brief moment of clarity. Watching as the bent over ass of Alex churned further and further away from the table, like it had an aversion. She could easily have been a female bodybuilder with the definition that came into view. Her pillars of muscle that were her thighs, still wet from her dripping sex.

Her arms pushed up off the table, they inflated wide with strength. Her biceps fighting against her breasts as each inflated against the other.

Alex finally found her feet, at least a head above his own. Slowly turning to see him, eyes fluttering as the changes finally slowed. Her large breasts still with their small nubs pushed far up her chest, but well passed any accommodating bra sizes.

Her figure is a picture of Grecian statuesque beauty. The long hair split to either side of her flaunting 8 pack, as it aggressively bulged with little movement from her.

Her hands moved over her bristling form, cooing at the ridges and valley of her new and improved self.

John, not wanting to be left out, reached out to feel her up as well. Alex leaned into the grasp, as he felt little her give very little to his strong grip. She moaned lightly as the feeling of her flexing his back back to its bulbous origins.

“Come here big boy.” Alex looked at him over lustfully. Taking his hand, she guided him to a nearby lounger, having him lay out.

She straddled him with her powerful, still dripping, legs. She shuddered as her sex rubbed up his abs. Falling down onto him with a furious **** of kisses.

“You’ve been doing so much, it's my turn.” she whispered into his ear, which only caused John to grin.

Up. and the feeling of his tool rising between her cheeks and up the small of her back. She thrust her chest forward in shock.

Careful standing, she placed her want over his glistening rod and came down nearly taking the whole thing. She sat there for a moment as her legs shook,her sex clenching desperately onto his member. Now she slowly moved on him, finding her rhythm.

She rode him, her heat building inside as her moans turned into hollers. Looking up breifly to see Maria, having woken from her yells. Now aggressively attacking her moist hole as she watched onto the mountains of muscle riding the other.

It only added to her pleasure, as her sister watched her ride her prize. She felt the feeling with each push, his abs and legs swimming in her leaked juices. She picked up her pace as her breath came faster.

She threw her head back as a big one she felt well in her. John watched more than content to let her minstrate over him having been a long time dream of his.

I want us to be both cum together! He thought briefly and like the world listened.

The tense of his balls, now all too familiar even with the inflated size. She felt the throb of bulge grow and twitch in her, soon followed with the warm feeling of him coating her walls.

She grabbed onto him, strongly. Her entire body shuddered and convulsed as she had reached a new high in her sexcapades.

Her entire body collapsed onto his, both panting hard. He could feel her sex leaking a substantial amount of cum, pooling at their crotch. Breathless, neither moved from the post-coital embrace, each still slightly shaking in and on the other.