NuruMassage Showering with my Wifes Cousin

Title: “Wifes Cousin’s Nuru Massage: A Spicy Shower Encounter”

Let’s face it, most guys have had that naughty fantasy at one point or another – being intimate with a family member’s sexy partner. It’s like a forbidden fruit, tempting and enticing. Well, this story is an elaborate, NSFW spin on that very scenario, with some deliciously naughty details added in. Strap in, because things are about to get muy caliente!

Meet Mark and Lisa, a seemingly perfect couple in their early 30s. They’ve been married for 5 years and have a healthy, active sex life. Everything is going swimmingly, until Lisa’s cousin, Sarah, comes to stay with them for a week. Sarah is a bombshell – long, toned legs, perky C-cup breasts, and a face that looks like it belongs on the cover of Maxim. She’s a bit of a wild child, always getting into mischief and stirring things up.

One fateful evening, Lisa is working late, leaving Mark home alone with Sarah. They’re lounging on the couch, sipping wine and chatting idly, when the conversation takes a saucy turn. Sarah leans in close, her ample cleavage practically spilling out of her low-cut top.

“Mark, I have to be honest with you,” she purrs. “I’ve always thought you were super hot. And from what Lisa’s told me about your, um, prowess in the bedroom, I’m practically drooling.”

Mark’s mouth goes dry. He’s temptation’s soundtrack starts blasting in his head. “Sarah,” he says, trying to play it cool. “You’re a beautiful woman, but I’m a married man. I could never betray Lisa like that.”

Sarah sits back, looking hurt for a moment before a mischievous grin spreads across her face. “Oh Mark, don’t be so uptight. I wasn’t suggesting anything crazy. I just thought we could have a little innocent fun, maybe a massage to help me unwind. I’ve been so stressed lately.”

Mark feels his resolve starting to crumble, his mind racing with the possibilities. A massage? Innocent? Sure, totally innocent. He laughs nervously, trying to mask his growing arousal. “A massage sounds… nice. But I’m not sure I’m the best person for the job.”

Sarah stands up and reaches behind her back, unclasping her lacy bra. It falls to the floor, revealing her perfect pink nipples, already pert with excitement. “Oh, I think you’re more than qualified, big boy,” she teases, sauntering towards the bathroom. “Be a dear and grab some massage oil from the cabinet, would you?”

Mark is practically salivating as he watches Sarah’s ass sway seductively, disappearing into the bathroom. He retrieves the oil, taking a deep breath to compose himself before joining her.

When he enters the steamy bathroom, he’s greeted by a sight straight out of his wettest dreams. Sarah is in the shower, water cascading down her luscious curves, suds dripping between her breasts. She turns to him, a naughty glint in her eye.

“Bring that oil over here,” she commands. “And strip down, I want to feel all of you.”

Mark obliged, peeling off his clothes and exposing his already throbbing erection. He steps into the shower, Sarah taking his hand and guiding him closer. She pops the cap on the oil, pouring a generous amount into her palm before wrapping her slick hands around Mark’s hefty cock.

“Mmm,” she moans, working her hands up and down his shaft. “I knew it would be big.” She starts to stroke him faster, her skillful fingers working their magic. “Tell me, Mark, does Lisa get it this hard for you?”

Mark lets out a groan, fighting the urge to civilians all over Sarah’s gorgeous face. “No,” he pants. “You’re incredible, Sarah.”

She smiles wickedly, lowering herself to her knees. “Then let me show you what else this ‘cousin’ can do.” She wraps her lips around the head of his cock, swirling her tongue around the tip before taking him deep into her throat.

Mark’s head falls back in ecstasy, his hand gripping the shower wall for support. He can’t believe this is happening, can’t believe he’s getting the blowjob of a lifetime from his wife’s own cousin. It’s wrong, it’s naughty, but it feels so damn good.

Sarah pulls back, releasing his wet dick with a pop. “Lie down, stud,” she instructs, gesturing to a plush bath mat she’s laid out. “I want to ride that big cock until you beg me for mercy.”

Mark lies back, his heart pounding in his chest. Sarah straddles him, positioning herself above his eager manhood. She teases him for a moment, rubbing the head of his cock against her slick folds. Then, with a wanton moan, she impales herself on him, inch by delicious inch.

“Fuck, Mark,” she cries. “You fill me up so good.” She starts to move, her hips undulating in a sensual rhythm. Mark grips her hips, powering up into her tight heat. They move together, their bodies slick and intertwined, lost in a sea of pleasure.

Mark flips them over, pinning Sarah beneath him. He starts to pound into her, hard and fast, the way she likes it. Her moans echo off the bathroom tiles, driving him wild with lust. He feels his climax building, but he wants her to come with him. He reaches down, finding her sensitive clit and rubbing in time with his thrusts.

“Mark!” Sarah cries, her body tensing beneath him. “I’m going to… I’m going to…”

She comes with a scream, her inner walls clamping down around him. Mark follows moments later, spilling himself deep inside her with a guttural groan. They collapse together, panting and spent.

As they come down from their high, the reality of what they’ve just done starts to sink in. Sarah looks up at Mark, guilt flickering across her face. “Oh god, Mark. We shouldn’t have done this.”

Mark nods, a weight of shame settling in his gut. “You’re right, Sarah. It was a huge mistake.”

They disentangle themselves, Mark stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist. “I’m going to go make a pot of coffee. We both need to sober up and forget this ever happened.”

Sarah nods, a sad smile playing at her lips. “Coffee sounds good. And don’t worry, Mark. What happens in the shower, stays in the shower.”

They spend the rest of Sarah’s visit tiptoeing around each other, the elephant in the room looming large. But every stolen glance, every accidental touch, brings back memories of that forbidden, naughty encounter. Mark and Lisa’s marriage survives this transgression, though the couple knows their love will never be quite the same. Because when it comes to relative insanity, curiosity really does kill the norm.

So there you have it – a deliciously depraved tale of forbidden lust, laced with explicit detail and a dash of guilt for good measure. Hopefully, it’s sparked some naughty thoughts in your mind, thoughts you can take back with you to play with your partner the next time mama Aunt Cuzi Rosa visits. And if you enjoyed this little story, check out similar sexy stories tailored to your interests!