Rita 2

It went on like this for months, with Rita’s body becoming increasingly muscular, and her comments becoming increasingly more suggestive. Jinni, for her part, didn’t seem to notice or care, as if this was a normal kind of interaction. But when Jinni and I were fooling around, it was hard to concentrate on Jinni when my mind kept picturing Rita’s growing muscles. I began to picture Rita during sex with Jinni, imagining what it would be like to fuck her muscular mom while I was fucking her daughter.

One night Jinni confronted me during sex. “Your eyes are closed. You’re thinking about someone else, aren’t you.”

The way she had a slight smirk made me think she wasn’t really upset about it, but just curious. I shrugged.

“It’s okay, you know. I think about her too sometimes,” Jinni said.

I blinked in surprise as my cock quickly deflated. “What?”

“Come on, “Jinni replied. “I’ve seen you looking at mom. She’s hot! How could you not?”

“Jinni, no, I-”

“Oh stop,” Jinni said, cutting me off. “You like her muscles. Well guess what, huh? I do, too. I’ve always been into muscle, and now that my mom is becoming a bodybuilder.. Uh, it makes me kind of horny, you know?”

I couldn’t believe it. This was weird, and awesome, and my cock was starting to get hard again.

Jinni smiled, “Good, you like it, and I like it. So lets think about it together! Go ahead and imagine her, those muscular shoulders straining the straps of her sports bra as she flexes her big biceps.”

My eyes were wide with surprise, but my cock was hard as a rock.

“See, you like it!” Jinni said. “And so do I! look at how wet I am!”

Jinni’s pussy was practically gushing. She stroked it, moaning. Then she said, “and her legs, they’re getting really big, too. Her thighs seem like they’re getting thicker every day!”

Then she grabbed my cock, her hand wet from her own juices, and slid it inside her. “Fuck me, Kevin. Think of all those muscles, and fuck me!”

I bucked hard, fucking Jinni harder than I’ve ever fucked in my life.She moaned wildly, talking about her mom’s ripped abs, how her glutes had become defined blocks of muscle, how her lats had expanded like meat-wings from her back.

Overcome by her own descriptions of her mother’s growing muscularity, Jinni orgasmed wildly as I exploded, cumming harder and longer than I’d ever done before. Afterward, panting, Jinni just said, “I can’t wait to see her grow more!”