Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball-Chapter 200: Too Much for One Couch

A long awkward silence stretched.

Then, Jaz’s face went red.

"Kyaaa!" She slapped both arms over her chest, trying to cover her tits.

The bells jingled, but one arm wasn’t enough, her breasts spilled around it, heavy and hypnotic, pushing the fabric aside.

Lina’s eyes went wide. She thought Sarra had the biggest she’d ever seen, but this girl was a new record.

She blinked, then a slow smirk crept up.

"Friend of yours?" she asked Nash.

Nash nodded, calm.

"Be nice. She’s shy."

Jaz trembled, looking down at the floor, tail plug twitching as her thighs pressed together tight.

"I... I thought you’d come alone," she mumbled, voice small for someone so big.

"That was the plan," Nash said, stepping inside, pulling Lina with him. "But things move fast. Too many plays at once, too little time."

The door closed behind them.

It was a basic house, concrete walls scarred with graffiti, flickering bulb overhead, a faint smell of stale sweat and cheap takeout.

He had expected some mangas dispatched there, and there, but maybe it would be in her bedroom instead.

Unless she had thrown everything for Jinzo before.

They moved to the couch. Nash sat in the middle. Lina dropped beside him, legs crossed, skirt riding up her thighs. Her foot started tapping the floor right away. Jaz hesitated, then sat on his other side, slowly, careful, like her weight might snap the cushions. Her tits bounced once as she settled, bells jingling again.

She tugged the bikini top higher, but it barely covered anything, nipples still hard and visible.

Lina leaned forward a bit, staring at Jaz up and down, giant height even sitting, voluptuous curves everywhere, enormous breasts spilling despite the arms crossed tight over them.

Nash was tall and muscular, but there was these little... Or big things, that dwarfed him besides her.

Talking about dwarf, she was a good one beside these two. Then, she frowned.

"Wait... you’re the big girl from Blacklist, right? I’ve seen you at yesterday’s match. You were everywhere, blocks, rebounds. Wow, it’s incredible seeing you for real." She grinned, legs shifting again.

Jaz was a little bit embarrassed to be recognized, she looked at the floor, toying with a thread of her hair, but Lina opened her mouth again.

"Nice to meet ya. I’m Lina. So... uh, nice outfit? I mean, the bells are a cute touch. Kinda makes me wanna shake you and see if you ring like a cat or moo like a fat ass cow."

Jaz’s face burned. She crossed her arms tighter, tits squishing together, overflowing the bikini.

"Y-Yeah... that’s me. The co-co-cow idiot. A-And who might you be?"

Nash slid his hand to Lina’s hip, fingers firm on her skin.

"Relax, she’s on the team. We’re all on the same page."

Lina glanced at him, then back to Jaz, smirk widening.

"Team, huh? Cool. Jaz, right? You’re huge... like so literally huge. How do you even fit through doors? What’s your cup size?"

Jaz visibly shrank. She hunched deeper into the couch, arms crossing tight over her enormous tits, squishing them together until they spilled over her forearms.

"I... I don’t know, no one needs to know," she mumbled, voice tiny.

Lina’s smirk widened.

"Come on, spill. You’re so big you should be just Nash’s size."

Jaz blinked, confused, her massive body shifting.

"S-size?"

Lina laughed, leaning over Nash’s lap, her tits brushing his thigh as she reached out, index finger twirling slow on Jaz’s thigh, right near the stocking edge.

"Did you fuck him?"

Jaz gasped loud. Her thighs snapped together, trapping Lina’s finger for a second.

"Y-You! Don’t... say that! I... we..."

Nash smiled, hand sliding to Lina’s back, rubbing slow circles to ease her energy.

"Easy, Lina. Give her space."

Lina pulled her finger back, laughing lightly, sitting straight again.

"Relax, Jaz! We’re on the same team. I’m just like you, Nash’s girl." She winked, leaning into Nash’s side. "Personal cocksleeve, actually. His favorite toy. You’ll get used to me."

Jaz peeked up. Put like that, it easier to handle.

They weren’t different, plus she had invited Nash for a round 2, so Lina would probably be involved.

She let her arms loosening a second, freeing her tits mercilessly aggressing Lina and Nash’s view.

"O-Oh... okay..."

Nash watched them both, then glanced around the room. Typical Underground hole, barely equipped: cracked table in the corner, thin mattress visible through an open door, no real kitchen, locks on the door that looked easy to kick in.

Jaz followed his gaze, her giant body shrinking a little more. She tugged at the bikini top again.

Nash turned to her, voice calm.

"Jaz. You’re with me now. That means we must do something about this place."

Jaz’s eyes turned to him.

"W-What do you mean? This is my place. It’s... fine."

Nash shook his head.

"Not anymore. As my girl, I can’t let you stay in a dum... little house like this. Jinzo or someone actually threatening could kick the door in. And there’s no heat, no space, barely a bed. You deserve better."

Jaz’s mouth opened, then closed. Her thighs pressed tighter.

"I know... It’s only temporary, I can’t afford anything else for now. My pay from matches... it’s not enough. But if I keep playing like yesterday, then I’ll definitely get a good check."

Lina stopped bouncing her leg, glancing at Nash, then Jaz, her smirk fading a bit.

Nash reached over, hand cupping Jaz’s thigh high up, fingers digging firm into the soft flesh above her stocking.

"That’s not what I meant. I’m getting you a room at a good Hotel, with real bed, hot showers, security that works. You’re moving in tonight or tomorrow, preferably tonight."

Jaz gasped. Her enormous tits bounced, bells jingling more now.

"Nash?! What are you... that’s... that’s too much! I can’t... why?..."

Before he could answer, Lina yanked Nash’s other arm, pulling him closer to her, hands gesturing wildly.

"Whoa, baby, hold up! A big hotel? Ok, that sounds hypocritical from me, but that’s credits flying out! Three million, Baby-Boom, you remember?You’re too generous, saving our asses, paying everything. Slow down!"

Nash’s hand squeezed her ass firmly through the skirt.

"Generous? Me?" He glanced at Jaz, reaching over to cup one enormous tit full, palm barely covering half, thumb flicking her nipple hard.

Jaz moaned, back arching, tits thrusting into his hand. Her thighs spread wide this time, showing her cunt dripping visibly on the couch cushion.

Lina’s eyes widened, flushing.

Nash pulled both girls tighter, Lina mashed into his left side, tits squishing his ribs; Jaz’s giant body leaning heavy on his right, thigh over his leg.

His arms locked around their waists, hands gripping their hips hard.

"Listen," he said. "I’m handling everything. The money, the debt, the team, leave it all to me. Don’t worry. Just enjoy your lives. I’ve got this."

Jaz blinked fast, still moaning from his hand on her tit, nipple hard under his palm.

"B-But... Nash... Um... debt? What’s happening? I don’t... understand..."

Nash squeezed her hip firmly, thumb brushing slow over her warm skin, feeling the tremble in her thigh.

"Nothing for you to stress. My problem. You focus on that hotel."

Lina leaned her head on his shoulder, her hand poking his chest light.

"Stop making me feel like you’re too good for me, K’? I don’t know if I have anything else than my bloody Mary to keep you around,"

Nash chuckled, his hand sliding from her hip to cup her ass cheek full, fingers digging into the soft flesh through her skirt.

"You don’t need to do anything, Lina. But I wouldn’t say no to your bloody Mary. It’s my favorite treat."

Lina’s eyes lit up, that teasing glint flashing as she shifted in his grip, her tits pressing harder into his side, leaning closer until her full lips hovered just a breath from his.

Her fingers moved lower, sneaking to his crotch, index and middle finger pressing on his bulge through his pants.

She walked them slow, mimicking legs strolling up the length of his hardening cock, feeling it throb and grow under her touch.

"Oh, really? My bloody Mary’s always wet and waiting for you, Nash. Imagine dipping in... stirring it deep with that thick cock of yours, making it gush all over. Or maybe you want me on my knees first, sucking it clean, letting you face-fuck me until I’m choking on your cum? I bet it’s pulsing right now, huh? You beast."

Her words were always such a tease, his cock fully hard now, straining against the fabric, the head sensitive where her fingers "walked" over it.

He could smell her musky, sweet scent, mixing with Jaz’s thicker on his other side.

Lina’s lips were so close, soft and parted, inviting, he felt the urge build, the need to press them, taste her spit again.

Maybe the whole day’s mess had fucked his mind more than he thought, but right now he only wanted to enjoy the full amount of pleasure possible to forget about everything.

He leaned in, capturing her mouth roughly but slowly.

Her lips were plush and warm, yielding under his as he thrust his tongue deep, tasting her sweetness, her spit slick and hot sliding over his tongue.

She moaned into him, the vibration trembling through his mouth, her tits heaving faster against his side.

Her fingers pressed harder on his cock, stroking the bulge now, feeling every vein pulse under her touch.

He grabbed her ass cheek full, fingers sinking into the soft flesh, pulling her cunt tighter against his thigh, wet heat soaking through her skirt, her lips parting around the muscle of his leg as she ground down, clit rubbing desperately.

Jaz shifted on his other side, her giant body moving slowly, the couch creaking loud.

He felt her thighs rub together, the friction making a soft, wet sound as her cunt lips slid against each other through the bottoms.

Her hands slipped between her legs, fingers pressing hard on her clit, rubbing circles, her breath came in short gasps, tits rising and falling fast, bells jingling with each heave.

Her ass clenched on the plug, a low moan escaping as she watched them kiss, her cunt dripping more, the scent stronger now.

Then, Jaz blinked.

What? Was she about to masturbate again? The thought almost disgusted her now.

She leaned in, her enormous tits brushing his arm first, heavy and warm, skin silky smooth where it touched him.

He felt her breath hot on his cheek, her arousal smell mixing with Lina’s, making his cock throb harder.

He broke the kiss with Lina just enough to turn, his hand on Jaz’s neck pulling her in.

Her lips met his first, full and trembling, opening wide as he thrust his tongue deep, tasting her spit, sweeter and thicker, like honey mixed with her own wetness.

Jaz moaned deep into his mouth, the sound rumbling through her huge chest, her tits squishing heavily against his side.

Lina didn’t back off, she leaned in too, her tongue darting out to join, licking the corner of his mouth where it met Jaz’s.

Their three mouths collided in a wet, sloppy tangle, lips sliding slick, tongues thrusting and clashing.

He felt Lina’s tongue slide along his, hot and agile, then tangle with Jaz’s longer one, spit mixing thick and messy, dripping down his chin in warm trails.

Jaz’s tongue pushed deeper into his mouth, desperate and clumsy, her breath hitching as Lina’s nipped at her lower lip.

His fingers dug deeper into Lina’s ass, spreading her cheeks wide, feeling her cunt against his thigh, her wetness smearing sticky on his pants; his other hand cupped Jaz’s tit full, palm overflowing with the soft, jiggling weight, it was hypnotic, the way it wobbled in his grip, heavy and warm, nipple rolling under his thumb like a ripe berry.

Nash’s hand slipped between Jaz’s thighs, fingers rubbing her clit roughly through the bottoms, making her hips buck, her cunt clenching under the touch, more drip leaking onto his fingers where he gripped her hip.

Then his other hand found Lina’s tit, cupping the full mound timid, pinching the nipple light, Lina moaned into the kiss, her free hand jerking his cock through his pants, squeezing the thick shaft, feeling it throb hot and hard in her palm, pre-cum soaking the front.

The kiss was pure mess, spit everywhere, breaths ragged and shared, lips bruised and swollen.

He felt the urge build stronger, his cock aching to be free, to spread Lina’s legs wide and see that beauty mark on her hip glint as her cunt opened for him, dripping and ready.

Jaz’s tit jiggling against his chest made him want to grab harder, suck it, squeeze it as hard as he could.

Lina’s ass soft and yielding in his fingers, Jaz’s thigh muscle tensing under his grip, their scents mixing thick in the air, making his head spin.