CHAPTER 70: [R18]SIZE MATTERS

Jaz’s fingers dug into Jinzo’s arm, her voice trembling.

"Is that... Alicia?... Is she okay?"

Jinzo didn’t answer. He knew the sound too well. It was something catastrophic for him: proof that Nash had already won.

His chest hollowed, crushed before he even tried to compete.

Meanwhile, Alicia’s breaths came in short, desperate gasps as Nash filled her. Every inch inside stretched her until she thought she might burst, her body clenching and pulsing around him like a heartbeat gone wild.

She was terribly hot, her eyes rolling back, mouth open and trembling as she fought for air.

Her legs gave out, but she didn’t fall. Nash caught her, one arm at her lower back, the other cupping her ass, lifting her easily against him.

His strength steadied her, even as her body quaked.

He bent close, voice soft against her ear.

"You’re doing well. Relax."

The words pushed her over the edge. Her whole body shuddered hard, then twitched as she came.

Hot liquid burst out of her, spraying against his stomach and thighs, mixing with the shower water. "HHHAHHHhhhnnkkhh!!" A sharp cry broke from her throat, long and exhausted, filling the steamy air.

Her legs buckled as the climax shook through her, leaving her weak in his arms.

Nash gave a low chuckle.

"Already? From just that?"

Humiliation burned through her haze. She shook her head, teeth grinding, her breath uneven as she tried to form words.

Her throat caught, stammering as she fought to keep a grip on her pride.

"I... managed... to take it. It’s... nothing special," she rasped, her voice thin and trembling.

Nash smiled warmly.

"Congratulations." Then his grip adjusted on her hips. "Now... let’s try to fit the rest."

Her eyes snapped wide. She looked down where their bodies met, realizing that he was only halfway in.

The sheer length left outside froze her blood.

"What the fuck—?!" she gasped.

"Relax," Nash murmured. "I’ll do the moving."

Her head shook frantically, her voice cracking into fear.

"W-wait! You’ll kill me—don’t, just—!" She sounded like a cornered girl trying to bluff strength but choking on dread.

But in his arms she had nowhere to go. His hold lifted her, controlled her, until gravity and his pull brought her down onto him again.

Her body stretched tighter, deeper, until his pelvis clapped against her and the tip of his dick slammed hard against her cervix.

"AAOUHRHHHGK!!" Alicia’s scream tore out.

Next door, Jaz clutched her mouth, horrified, while Jinzo stood frozen.

Nash held her tighter and began to move. He lifted her slightly, then pulled almost all the way out before driving back in.

Each thrust dragged a raw cry from her throat, wet sounds slapping between them in the shower’s echo.

Her walls clenched so tight around him that when he pulled back, they dragged on him, squeezing so hard he almost slipped free.

Nash groaned with each stroke, the heat and pressure nearly unbearable, every thrust met with a vice-like grip that made his chest pound.

"Damn... you’re so tight," he breathed, as he increased the speed.

Alicia’s pussy felt like it was being torn apart, so thick and tight around him that even with her lubrication it was a battle to push through. Her legs twitched and kicked in the air, unable to find purchase, as she was held up and pounded into.

"Hhhhaahhhnn—ahhhkkhh—nghhh!!" The rhythm battered her, body jolting as she tried to hold on.

Then one deep, with a powerful thrust, he slammed into her one last time, so hard that her eyes rolled back and her mouth dropped open.

"GGGHHHUNNNGGHHH!—!!" She cried out, high and broken.

Her legs jerked wildly, and another climax hit her. Hot bursts sprayed out of her in several sharp squirts, splashing against him and the tiled floor as she twitched helplessly in his arms.

Jinzo’s face was a mask of horror and envy, his cock limp against his thigh. Jaz looked like she might pass out from the sheer erotic intensity of the sounds coming from the next stall.

But Nash wasn’t done.

He leaned into her, grabbing her cheeks in his large hands, spread her ass wide and let her pussy recover a moment, keeping his dick inside.

"So? You feel like round two? I haven’t even really—"

She didn’t let him finish. She slammed her mouth onto his, the kiss messy and hungry, tongues clashing, spit spilling between their lips, the sounds wet and muffled in the steam.

Her breath hitched and trembled as she tried to speak through the kiss, words broken and gasping.

"Shhh...shut... up... just... shut up," she stammered against his mouth, voice lost in the sloppy press of lips and teeth.

Nash’s eyes narrowed. The beast inside him was awaken.

His grip on her ass tightened, lifting her higher, and then he dropped her back down onto him with a brutal thrust.

"HHHNNNAAGGHHhhkk!!"

The slap of flesh echoed in the stall, her scream muffled against his mouth. He began to pound her, lifting and slamming her down with raw force.

Alicia’s voice tore loose with every thrust. "HHHHHNNNHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Her cries broke into laughter and smiles, wild and wide between screams. Her head tossed back, her eyes rolled up, but her mouth split open into grins even as she wailed.

She looked half-possessed, half-exalted.

He pounded her while holding her up, the muscles of his arms flexing with each lift and drop. Then he pinned her against the wall, spreading her wider, driving in with the full weight of his body.

Saliva flew from her mouth as she tried to scream, then she licked at his jaw between cries, their kiss breaking into messy, wet sounds.

Her pussy was swollen and flushed, clapping loudly with each thrust, the slick noise mixing with the shower’s spray.

He flipped her around, lifting her again, her body jerking as he used her every angle, each drive into her raw and merciless.

Alicia didn’t care who heard. She screamed openly, voice cracked and broken, her thighs trembling as wet bursts sprayed out of her. "AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Her legs kicked, her nails raked his shoulders, her body gushed with squirt after squirt as he hammered into her without pause.

In the stall next door, Jaz swallowed, her eyes wide as she watched the show. She’d never seen anything so raw, so powerful.

She rubbed her thighs against each other unconsciously, hypnotized by the raw chorus of wet slaps and screams.

Jinzo felt it differently. The show made him already hard, but his stomach turned cold, his hands limp.

He was aroused, but he was also afraid. This wasn’t love or lust. It wasn’t sex.

It was a mauling, and Nash was a monster to avoid.

Then Nash shifted his hips and buried himself deeper, pushing against her cervix and packing her insides.

Alicia’s eyes rolled white, her throat breaking into strange, cackling sounds.

"ghhhrrhhhhaaaaggkkk!!"

Slowly, Nash pulled back, dragging along her walls. The friction made her gasp and cough, her lungs rattling as a loud dry exhale tore out.

"HHhhhuuuhhhhhhrrkkhhhhh...."

His shaft finally slipped free, and her whole body convulsed, spraying across his dick and abs, the squirt bursting out in messy pulses.

"hhhhnkkhh... hhhaahhhkkk... hhhnnkkhhkk..."

Her noises were strange, high and broken, spilling out in nonsense as she twitched helplessly in his grip.

Trembling in the air, she whimpered and croaked as her body jerked without rhythm.

"aaahhhghhhrrhhkkk... hhhhnnnkkhhhaaaaghhh!!"

Nash lowered her carefully, placing her down on the slick wet tiles.

He was still hard, chest heaving, but he could see she was finished. She wasn’t ready for more.

And there was no need, the system message had already chimed its verdict

SPECIAL QUEST: COMPLETED.

He leaned close, brushing her damp hair back.

"You did it. You took me. You were incredible," he whispered, his voice soft with both praise and apology. "I won’t push further. You need time to adjust. I’m sorry."

Alicia lay trembling, almost unconscious, her limbs jerking randomly against the tiles. Her eyes fluttered, her lips parting with incoherent sounds.

"hhhuuhhhhnn... kkhhrrhhhhh...ggghhhhhaa... aahkkhhh...."

Nash reached for the soap and began to wash her gently, lathering over her trembling skin.

She twitched and jiggled under his touch, still lost in the aftermath, her voice spilling only nonsense as the water carried it all away.