Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball

Nash's cock rubbed slowly against Zayela's pussy, the head sliding up and down her outer lips, feeling them puffy and warm, slick with her wetness like a hot, slippery coat.

The inner folds parted a little with each pass, silky and wet against his skin, her clit bumping the tip hard, throbbing like a small pulse.

The sensation was raw for him, her heat wrapping around his cock without entering, teasing him back as much as her.

Zayela's body tensed, her thighs shaking around him, the inner skin smooth and hot on his sides.

She was at her limit, gasping, no words left, just short breaths.

"Ah... ahh..." her hips jerking up to meet him, grinding desperate.

Anytime now, if Nash wanted to fulfill the condition, it was now.

The pressure built fastly, her pussy clenching empty, wetness spilling more, coating him thick.

Nash kept the rhythm steady, his excitement boiling but trying hard to control it, watching her lust pass 98%.

He pressed the head firmer against her clit, circling slow, feeling it swell and pulse under him, hard and slick.

Zayela's gasps turned to moans, her body arching off the sofa, hands clutching the cushions tight.

"Ahh... hah... Nash..."

The word slipped out breathless, no time for chitchat anymore, she wanted him to finish her now.

Her outer lips felt fuller against his cock, the inner ones slippery and parting wider with each rub, her entrance brushing the underside.

She moaned deep, her belly shaking, the build unbearable.

Can't... hold... ahh...

Her hips bucked wildly, rubbing back, the friction hot and wet, pushing her over.

For a moment, Nash feared that his precautions might have made him lost this chance, but she was only rubbing back, she hadn't come yet.

She was ready.

Nash shifted, the head at her entrance, pressing just the tip in slow. The tight ring stretched around him, hot and velvety, gripping like a warm hand.

This was it, he was about to do it. At long last.

Zayela's eyes went wide, mouth open. Her body froze for a second. She could feel it, this time, at long last, Nash was about to break their old relationship forever.

She let go a loud moans.

"Ahh... Nash!" as he pushed deeper, the inner walls yielding but tight, squeezing every inch like they didn't want to let go.

The sensation was unbelievable for him, her virgin pussy parting slowly, the outer lips soft around his base as he slid in, the inner folds silky and wet, clinging to his skin.

It felt like entering a hot, tight tunnel, her heat wrapping him completely, pulsing light. Nash's breath came shallow, his heart pounding so hard he could hear it in his ears. Oh fuck... I'm inside her... I'm inside my cousin's pussy... it's happening, I'm taking her virginity. Unbelievable... she's squeezing me so hard.

Pain flashed in her face for a moment, the stretch new and sharp, but his passives kicked in, Pleasure Surge turning the ache to a warm glow, making her body relax, the pain melting into pleasure like ice in hot water.

Zayela trembled hard, her mouth open wide, eyes closed then snapping open, staring at him in awe. Her breath came in short gasps.

"Hah... hah..." her body shaking like a leaf. The feeling inside was alien, his cock filling her, stretching her walls, the head pushing deep, hitting a spot that made stars burst behind her eyes.

It hurt at first, a sharp burn, but then it changed, turning to a deep, good ache, pleasure spreading like fire from her core. He's... inside me... Nash's cock... my cousin... filling me up... oh god, it hurts but feels so good... unbelievable... he's so big...

She screamed loud as he hit her cervix, the tip pressing firm but gentle, a dull throb that turned to bliss.

Her pussy clenched tight around him, squeezing like it wanted to keep him there, hot and wet. Nash groaned deep, the sound rumbling from his chest, his body trembling too, the tightness almost too much.

Fuck... She's so damn tight... I could cum right now... damn...hold it.

They stayed immobile, both frozen in the moment, hearts beating fast and loud, breaths shallow and quick.

Nash's cock throbbed inside her, feeling every pulse of her walls, hot and slick, the outer lips soft against his base, her clit pressed hard against him.

Sweat beaded on their skin, the room hot and heavy with their scents, her musk mixed with his, jasmine and sweat.

Zayela's hands clutched his back, nails digging in, her legs wrapped loose around his waist, trembling. Her mouth stayed open, a soft "Ahh..." escaping, eyes wide with shock and joy.

We did it... he's inside... Nash... my cousin took my virginity... it feels so full... unbelievable... Mmh.... Oh... the pain's gone.... Mmmh...

Tears pricked her eyes, not from pain but from the rush, many emotions crashing, mostly the liberation to have finally crossed that line.

Finally free from the restraint, the taboo broken, her body soft and fulfilled, the ache turning to a warm glow.

Nash trembled above her, his arms shaking a little as he held himself still, the euphoria hitting him hard.

Now I really did it... inside Zayela, my cousin... her pussy is hugging me so tight... unbelievable... she's so warm... so... Fuck... I want to cum... Hold on... Hold on just a bit...

His breath was shallow, heart racing like a drum, the urge to thrust wild but he fought it, worried about hurting her more.

The passives helped, turning her pain to pleasure, making her walls relax around him, but the tightness was still there, squeezing him in a way that made him groan again.

She might be the tightest woman he had fucked right after Alicia.

But this time, there was more. With Alicia, he could control himself. He was the lead. But here it was Zayela.

The shock hit him too, many emotions flooding, the line crossed, liberation like a weight lifted.

Finally doing what he'd dreamed, with her, his family, his taboo that had become his biggest desire.

They stayed like that, immobile, seconds stretching like minutes, both recovering slow.

Nash's thoughts raced.

She's trembling... did I hurt her? But my passive should... oh... she's smiling... So it's good?

Zayela's body softened, the pain gone completely, pleasure pulsing gentle inside her. He's not moving... but it feels good just having him there... I can't believe it... We did it... we really did it.

She opened her eyes, looking up at him, a soft smile on her lips.

"Nash... move... please," she whispered, her voice weak, her hips shifting a little, feeling him slide inside, hot and hard.

Nash nodded, starting to thrust slowly, pulling out half, feeling the drag, her walls clinging wet and tight, then pushing back in, the entrance yielding soft, her wetness making it smooth.

The feeling was raw, her pussy hot and gripping, so damn delicious he groaned low. Zayela moaned soft, her body responding, the fullness good now, no pain left.

Finally, they could freely go at it.