Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball

He saw her pussy, up close, bare and real. His eyes fixed on it, the sight pulling him in like a magnet.

It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Her outer lips were full, smooth, glistening with wetness like morning dew shining on soft petals.

They parted gently, showing the tender pink folds inside, swollen and slick, shining in the light.

A small patch of dark curls framed her neatly, damp and clinging from her arousal.

At the top her clit peeked out, swollen and hard, a tiny pearl begging for touch. A clear bead of her slick rolled down slowly, thick like honey.

The scent hit him full now, musky, sweet, heavy in the air, flooding his nose and mouth with hunger.

It wasn't fake or posed like in pictures; it was real, alive, vulnerable, the most private part of her now bare before him, his cousin.

Zayela's cheeks were hot, her hands twitching like she wanted to cover herself but didn't.

"Nash... please, don't stare too much," she whispered, voice shaky, a mix of shyness and excitement.

He's looking at me... my pussy... my cousin seeing me like this. It's so dirty, but it turns me on... finally, he's seeing all of me.

Her thighs trembled, the inner skin warm and soft, but she didn't close them, the taboo making her wetter, her arousal dripping more.

Nash couldn't look away at first, in a deep trance, thoughts racing like a pervert obsessed.

Her pussy... Zayela's pussy. The girl who shared my room, my fucking cousin! It's really happening this time, I can do it this time... It's so weird, but I want to...

He leaned in, nose brushing her mound, the smell filling his lungs, musky and heady, like a drug pulling him under.

His lips pressed to her outer lips, feeling them soft and puffy, warm against his mouth, yielding like ripe fruit.

The taste was salty and tangy, her wetness coating his lips like thick syrup, sweet under the salt.

Zayela gasped, her legs shaking, hands in his hair.

Oh shit! It's happening!!! His mouth... His mouth is on my pussy! Nash is kissing my pussy!... oh God, it feels so good... Finally...

For her, the touch was new, warm lips on her most private spot, sending sparks through her body, an alien heat building fast.

Nash's passives made it stronger, pleasure surging like waves, her virgin mind spinning with the intensity.

He licked slow, tongue flat against her outer lips, feeling them part under the pressure, smooth and slick.

The taste deepened, tangy and musky, filling his mouth. His tongue traced the inner folds, silky and wet, like warm petals unfolding, the flavor richer now, sweet with a hint of salt.

He pushed deeper, tongue dipping into her entrance, feeling the tight ring yield, hot and pulsing, the walls clenching lightly against his tongue like a warm hug.

The taste was stronger here, musky and deep, her slickness thick on his tongue, coating it completely.

Zayela cried out, her hips bucking a little, new sensations dazzling her, a strange delightful pressure inside, filling her in a way that made her head spin, her fantasy Nash's tongue exploring her, the cousin she desired making her body sing.

Nash's lips sealed around her clit, the small bud hard and throbbing against them, smooth and firm like a little pearl.

He sucked gentle, feeling it pulse in his mouth, the texture pebbled under his tongue as he swirled slow.

The taste was sharper, her arousal thick and sweet, like honey with tang. His mind was swirling.

Her clit in my mouth, Zayela's pussy, it's right her, right in me...

He flicked faster, tongue lashing the bud, lips sucking harder, the clit swelling more, pulsing strong.

Zayela moaned louder and louder.

"Ahhh... N‑Nash... ohhh... ahhh!"

Her hands gripped his hair tighter, pushing his head deeper between her thighs. He loved the sting, it made him go crazier.

Her hips rose off the bed, desperate, rubbing against his mouth, his tongue sliding all over her swollen bud.

He licked, lapped, sucking her clit, his tongue tracing every fold, his lips dragging over the soft wet skin.

Her thighs closed on his head, locking him in, her legs trembling. Her body twisted, her belly shaking, as he devoured her like a man possessed.

She pulled his hair hard, crying.

"Nashhh... ahhh... ohh God yes... yes... Fuuuuck!"

Her hips rolled against his face, juices smearing across his mouth and chin. Her moans turned to cries.

"Mmmhhh! Hhhahhh! Ahhh Nashhh!" as he flicked his tongue faster, pressing hard on her clit.

He was in a frenzy, sucking, slurping, tasting her over and over. Every part of her pussy was on his mouth, tongue, lips, slick and hot, the taste salty‑sweet, musky, addictive.

Zayela shook, her body lost, her legs crushing his head against her. She screamed.

"I'm cumming Nashhh! I'm—ahhhhhh!" and hot gush exploded, squirting on his face, flooding his mouth.

The liquid sprayed, warm waves soaking him, dripping down his chin, splashing his chest.

He drank greedily, swallowing, the musky‑sweet taste filling him. Her body convulsed, jerking and trembling, as she squirted again, crying his name loud.

"Nashhhhhh!"

At last she collapsed back, panting, shaking, both of them gasping for air, her release dripping everywhere.

The room had become silent, except for their heavy breaths. The air was thick with the smell of her release, musky and sweet, like warm skin after a hard day.

Nash lifted his head slow from between her thighs, although he wouldn't have minded staying there the whole day.

His face was wet and shiny with her squirt, the liquid sticky on his skin, dripping down his chin in warm drops.

He licked his lips, tasting this forbidden liquor again, tangy and salty, so damn delicious it made his head spin.

It was Zayela's, that alone made it the best he would ever taste.

His heart pounded hard, excitement rushing through him like a wave he couldn't stop.

Holy shit, she just squirted on my face... Zayela let go on me like that... I can't believe it... And the system... the system isn't reacting... Will it let me do it? Please... please, don't wake up now... let me have more.

He looked up at her, seeing her chest go up and down fast, her huge breasts shaking a little with each breath, nipples hard and dark.

What a madness, how inhuman would it be to stop him now.

[Special Quest]

Nash's heart skipped a beat.