Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball-Chapter 201: [R18]Too much in the hands, even more in the mind
Nash broke the kiss first, spit trails snapping between their lips. Lina’s mouth stayed open, tongue out, panting. Jaz’s face was flushed, eyes half-lidded, spit shining on her chin.
Nash’s cock throbbed painfully in his pants, the front wet with pre-cum from Lina’s strokes.
"Stand up," Nash said.
There was something strange in his tone and gaze that reached the girls in a way that was different from usual.
The day’s stress was boiling under his skin, Victoria’s cold no, the three-million wall, Baby-Boom girls trapped like meat for Monique’s games, his quest that could end as another big failure...
He needed this release, needed to fuck it out, to clear his head for the next play.
Lina moved quickly, hopping off the couch, legs wobbling a second from the kiss, her skirt hiked up high. Jaz stood slower, her giant body unfolding, tits bouncing heavy with the motion.
Nash sat for a moment longer, staring at them.
Lina’s breasts rose beneath her crop top, her nipples hard as wood, begging to be freed.
Jaz’s enormous breasts spilled out of her bikini, quivering with every movement, truly hypnotic masses, soft and heavy, giving him an irresistible urge to grasp them, to squeeze them until she moaned.
He stood up, slowly unzipping his fly, his 22 cm monster springing forth, thick, veins bulging, glistening with pre-cum.
Lina’s eyes fixed on it, her pussy contracting, a cool drop trickling down her thigh.
She grabbed it, stroking slowly, feeling the hot skin slide under her palm, pre-cum smearing sticky on her fingers.
"Fuck, Nash... it’s even bigger than last time," she moaned, leaning in to lick the head, tongue flat and warm, tasting this abnormally tasty pre-cum, smooth and hot against her lips.
Jaz joined hesitantly, her tongue lapping the side, longer and softer, sliding wet along the shaft. Nash felt every stroke, Lina’s quick and teasing, flicking the underside where it was most sensitive, sending jolts up his spine; Jaz’s slower, deeper, her mouth opening wide to suck the head in, lips stretching around the thickness, her spit hotter and thicker, coating him slick.
He grabbed their hair, pulling them closer, forcing his cock between their mouths.
Slurp, moan, gag. Their tits brushed together below, Lina’s perky ones dinging into Jaz’s enormous pillows.
Nash watched, the soft bounce making him thrust harder, cock sliding wet between their lips.
Lina’s hand reached up, cupping his balls, rolling them gently in her palm, the skin tight and hot under her fingers.
Nash pulled back, spit strings snapping from their lips to his cock.
"Strip," he said, rougher than usual.
Lina grinned slyly, peeling her crop top off slowly, her tits bouncing free, full and perky, the beauty mark just above her left boob adding that extra sensuality, like a secret spot only he got to touch.
The mark was dark against her flushed skin, making him imagine kissing it, sucking it while he fucked her deep. He had done it a few times, but today everything felt new, even a touch would be better than thinking about all his problems.
Lina shimmied out of her skirt next, no panties, cunt shaved smoothly, lips puffy and wet, glistening under the light.
Jaz fumbled with her bikini top, hands shaking, bells jingling as she untied it. Her tits fell free with a heavy bounce, enormous and soft, nipples dark and stiff, jiggling hypnotically as she bent to slide off the bottoms.
The tail plug stayed in her ass, the base barely visible between her enormous cheeks as she straightened, cunt bare now, lips swollen and dripping clear threads down her thighs.
Nash felt the urge stronger, the need to take them, roughly, to forget the day’s shit.
Victoria’s dismissal burned in his mind, her perched on that desk, legs crossed, telling him to do it alone when she’d be the first to enjoy the fruits of his hard work if he succeeded. Baby-Boom girls, trapped, debts piling, Rei begging in the café.
How could he do it? In just two weeks... No, it was better not think about it now; he needed to fuck it out, clear the fog.
He grabbed Lina first, hands on her hips, lifting her easily, her legs wrapped around his waist, cunt hot and wet pressing against his lower abs.
He slammed her back against the wall, the impact making her gasp, her tits bouncing up into his face. Her beauty mark on her boob caught his eye, dark and tempting.
He grabbed one of her tits, squeezing the soft mound, feeling it yield under his fingers, sucking it hard, tongue circling the spot, tasting her salty skin, the faint sweat from the day’s heat.
"Ahh... Nash... yes..." Lina moaned loudly.
His cock rubbed between her thighs, the head sliding along her wet lips, feeling the slick heat coat him. He thrust up suddenly, deeply into her cunt, stretching her tight walls wide. Lina screamed.
"Aaahn... oh GOD!"
Her cunt clenched hard, the sudden size overwhelming her, used to his old length, now his 22 cm bulged her belly visibly.
Slap-slap-slap—the sound of his hips hitting her ass echoed loudly, her thighs quivering around his waist.
Nash lifted her higher, hands under her ass cheeks, spreading them wide, fingers digging into the soft flesh. He slammed her down onto his cock over and over, her weight adding force to each drop.
The bulge in her belly rose and fell at a crazy speed, up and down, stretching her skin with every pound, her walls gripping him.
It was faster than usual, harder, and all his frustration was slipping through this moment, but thankfully for Lina, he still had his passive, turning any pain into pure pleasure.
"AAAAH! AAAAH! NASH! TOO DEEP! OH GOD AAAAH!" Lina’s screams filled the room, her tits bouncing wildly against his chest, nipples scraping his skin.
Jaz watched from the couch, eyes wide and euphoric.
"N-Nash?" she whispered, delighted, rubbing her thighs together harder, hands pressing on her clit. Seeing him so rough made her cunt ache more, drip leaking down her stockings.
She loved it, the way he went wilder, the rage pouring out in his thrusts. She wished he would do her already with even more strength.
Nash remembered Victoria’s smirk, looking down on him like a rat, and he went harder, lifting Lina off his cock almost fully, then slamming her down full length.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Her ass cheeks reddened from the impacts,
Lina’s cunt squirted suddenly, hot fluid gushing around his cock, soaking his balls and thighs.
"AAAAH! CU-CU-CUMMING! OH GOD AAAAH!"
He dropped her to the floor, legs spread wide, hips up, cunt gaping and dripping cum.
Her eyes were half-lidded, mind numb, breath coming in ragged gasps. She lay there broken, body twitching, a pool of squirt under her ass, but that wasn’t enough to calm Nash.
He turned to Jaz, grabbed Jaz’s collar, and yanked her giant body up.
"Your turn," he said.
Jaz’s eyes lit up euphorically. She lunged at him, her massive hands grabbing his shirt, ripping it open, her mouth crashing on his in a desperate kiss.
Her lips were full and soft, spit thick as her tongue thrust deep, tasting him.
It was again her usual madness, she got addicted to it in one night and wouldn’t miss a second, but this time, Nash overpowered her quickly.
He pushed her onto the couch, her back down, legs spread wide. Her cunt opened for him, wet and pink, and Nash thrust in deep.
Her walls gripped tightly, softer and wetter than Lina’s, clenching like she wanted to pull him in forever. Slap. Slap. Slap. Skin hitting skin, her giant tits bouncing up to her chin with each pound, bells jingling frantically.
He grabbed her tits, squeezing the soft masses hard, feeling them overflow his palms, jiggle hypnotically under his grip, warm and slick with sweat.
He bit her lower lip, pulling back, making her moan, eyes crossing slightly, tongue lolling out, face twisting.
She moaned.
"More... Nash... harder... please..."
Her voice broke, happy tears flowing, eyes rolling back, mouth open wide, tongue hanging loose.
Nash lifted her legs over his shoulders, pounding faster, her cunt stretched wide around him.
He lifted her like she weighed nothing, too tense to notice, focusing only on the sensations.
The texture was addictive, soft, wet, heat sucking him in, her ass clenching on the plug with each thrust.
That ass, that enormous ass, he squeezed her cheeks hard, feeling the firm muscle under soft skin, then spread them, watching the plug shift.
The sight made him rougher, remembering Victoria on the desk, looking down on him, he slammed harder, swearing under his breath.
I’ll make her swallow that attitude...
Jaz’s moans turned to happy sobs, face contorted in ecstasy, eyes crossed, tongue out, drool dripping down her chin.
He flipped her onto all fours, couch cushion tearing under her weight as he pounded from behind.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Her ass jiggled wildly, tail plug bobbing with each hit. Nash grabbed the plug, twisting it roughly, her ass clenching hard, a moan ripping from her throat.
He pulled it out slowly, her hole gaping pink and tight, winking at him.
He leaned down, squeezing her ass cheeks harder, spreading them wide, and felt the firm, soft flesh in his hands, warm and slick with sweat.
Lina watched from the floor, still broken but stirring, hand rubbing her cunt slowly, eyes half-lidded.
Nash stood, cock slick. Grabbed Jaz’s hips, slamming into her ass, stretching it tight.
This was her first time taking it there. The ring gave way inch by inch, gripping his shaft like a fire fist, tighter than her cunt, the texture rougher inside, her walls hugging him so hard he felt every pulse of her heartbeat through it.
"Ah... Nash... so... please..." Jaz’s moans broke higher, her face twisting more, eyes rolling back a little.
She loved it, the pain turning into pleasure, her ass clenching desperately around him.
Nash slammed in deeper. The skin slapped loudly against her ass cheeks, slap! slap! slap! Her enormous tits dragged on the couch below, jiggling hypnotically with each impact.
He squeezed her ass hard again, fingers sinking into the soft flesh, feeling it yield under his grip, warm and sweaty, the texture addictive, smooth on top, firm underneath.
He went harder, his hips pounding her ass like it was responsible for his situation, his cock moving fast through her belly from the angle, stretching her insides with crazy speed.
"More... please... Nash... yes..." Jaz encouraged him with moans and begs, her voice breaking happily. Her body arched to take him deeper.
Nash moved them to the table, lifting Jaz’s giant body. He laid her on it face down, legs spread wide. The table groaned under her weight as he pounded her cunt again, fast, relentless.
Crack!
The wood splintered under a hard thrust, legs buckling. Jaz didn’t even care, moaning.
"More... don’t stop... Nash..." Her eyes crossed full, face a mess of tears and drool, body arching desperately.
It was hard to tell between her and Lina which one had lost her virginity recently, seeing how much she could take and be full of energy.
Lina crawled over, still numb but the intensity made her wish to take more.
She straddled Jaz’s back, facing Nash, her cunt dripping onto Jaz’s skin.
Nash grabbed her, lifting her onto his cock, legs wrapped around him, cunt sliding down his shaft.
Nash kept pounding them in many positions, legs over his shoulders, ass up, straddling him, in many spots, destroying more and more of what was left of the room.
He squeezed them, feeling his head with their bodies, burning the sensation of their skin one last time, warm and slick, his fingers sinking deeply.
He came hard, deep in Jaz’s ass, hot spurts filling her, dripping out as he pulled free. Switched to Lina’s head, thrust a few times, cumming more on her face.
It was the first time his passives didn’t produce continuous loads, and despite trying so much and having enjoyed so many sensations, he felt only heavier and clouded.
He wasn’t at his peak; he couldn’t enjoy this moment, a threesome with Jaz and Lina, yet, from the girl’s perspective, it was the hardest he had gone on them.
The room was in ruin, the couch cushion torn, the table broken into splinters, sweat and squirt pooled on the floor. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
The girls lay on each side of Nash, eyes half-lidded, bodies twitching. Lina licked his left cheek slowly, tongue warm and wet. Jaz licked his right cheek, her longer tongue lapping broader.
Nash lay between them, breathing slowly, his mind finally relaxed a little. The frustration from Victoria eased; the three-million-dollar wall felt less tall.
He’d figure it out. For now, with their tongues on his skin, he realized that the situation wasn’t lost. He didn’t find anything in the Hangar 47, but it was only one place among many.
Victoria was difficult to understand, but when he cleared his mind, he could realize that she was limited to two things: Blacklist and the Midnight Rest.
