Nuru Heat

Jessica took one last look in the mirror, adjusting a lock of hair and smoothing the delicate black lace of her bodysuit. It clung to her like a second skin, showcasing every curve. The fullness of her breasts, barely contained by the lace. The anticipation of meeting a new client left her nervous and excited. It would be his first Nuru massage. 

 

Soft R&B hummed through the apartment, casting a sultry ambiance as a quiet knock came at the door. She opened it with a sweet smile. Standing before her was a tall man with salt-and-pepper hair, his gaze dropping to the curve of her cleavage. He didn’t hesitate—he pulled her into a firm embrace, his body pressing close. She felt his arousal instantly, firm and eager.

 

They exchanged pleasantries, but the charged silence between their words was louder than anything they said. She guided him to the couch, but he wasted no time. His hands were already on her waist, and before she knew it, she was straddling his lap, their mouths locked in a deep, hungry kiss. Her lips teased his, biting gently, while his hands explored her curves with growing urgency. Her nipples ached with arousal, her panties damp with heat.

 

She pulled back, breathless. “Wait,” she whispered, lips brushing his. “Let me warm the Nuru… and you can freshen up.”

 

He nodded, his voice thick with desire. “Sure thing.”

 

She led him to the shower, her eyes lingering on him as he disappeared behind the shower curtain. Her body buzzed with anticipation. While he bathed, she warmed the slick Nuru gel and turned the lights low. Twinkling fairy lights cast a soft blue glow across the room. She sat on the edge of the bed, charged with anticipation.

 

Finally, he returned—wearing only a towel that clung to his hips, dripping water down his toned torso.

 

“Lie down,” she commanded gently, pulling the towel away and revealing him completely.

 

He settled onto the waterproof sheet, and Jessica climbed onto the bed, straddling him once again. Warm gel dripped from her hands, cascading down his back in slow, sensual rivulets. Jessica smiled to herself the gel between them creating an intimate, whole-body connection. Skin to skin. Heat to heat.

 

She let herself grind gently against his firm backside, her pussy gliding in rhythm, teasing him with the promise of more. Slipping between his legs, she caressed his balls with tender fingers, his body arching in response. When she reached for his cock, it pulsed in her hand—thick, hot, and already aching.

 

“Please,” he growled. “Let me turn over.”

 

With a breathy laugh, she granted his wish. He flipped onto his back, his erection standing proud between them. She poured more gel down his chest, then lowered herself to sit on him, the head of his cock pressing into the softness of her cheeks. Their eyes locked as she leaned in for a kiss.

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His touch sent shivers down her spine as his hands massaged her breasts making her nipples rock hard. Breaking the kiss Jessica slid down his torso and squeezed his thick throbbing member between her soft breasts. He thrusted his cock up and down, breathing heavy with anticipation. 

 

Jessica slid his cock between her full lips. Swirling her tongue around the tip before swallowing him whole. She was surprised by how much harder he got. As if he would explode right in her mouth. She sucked hard and fast, feeling his cock all the way to the back of her throat. She heard him mutter “fuck!”

 

Jessica sucked him long and hard. Spitting on his cock between gasps for air. She could tell her technique was driving him crazy and turned it up a notch by cupping and playing with his balls. Keeping eye contact as she continued to pleasure him orally. 

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“Fuck,” he gasped. “I’m gonna…”

 

Before he could finish, she reached for the condom, her lips curling into a mischievous smile. She slid it on with practiced grace and climbed atop him once more. Slowly, she sank down, inch by inch, until he was buried inside her, her body tight and hot around him. He grabbed her hips and thrust deep, and together they moved—slow, intense, consuming.

 

Jessica closed her eyes and lost herself in the rhythm, in the slick, sweet friction of bodies sliding, thrusting, melting into each other. 

 

Jessica moved her hips in slow, deliberate circles, savoring the way he filled her so completely. His hands gripped her waist, guiding her rhythm, his fingers digging into her flesh with desperate need. She leaned back slightly, giving him a view of her breasts bouncing with every movement, nipples glistening with Nuru gel and arousal.

 

He sat up suddenly, wrapping an arm around her lower back and capturing one of her nipples between his lips. She gasped at the heat of his mouth, the flick of his tongue sending pulses of pleasure straight to her core. She rode him harder now, faster, her thighs trembling with effort and desire.

 

“God, Jessica…” he groaned into her chest. “You feel unreal.”

 

She smiled breathlessly and pushed him gently back down onto the bed. Taking control again, she placed her hands on his chest and began to grind against him, her pace teasing and torturous. The slippery gel made every thrust smoother, more electric. She could feel him throb deep inside her, every pulse stoking the fire building low in her belly.

 

He reached up to touch her face, his thumb tracing her lower lip as she rolled her hips in tighter, more frantic circles. “Ride me… just like that,” he whispered, his voice thick with lust.

 

She obeyed, hips crashing down harder, faster, the slapping sound of their bodies mixing with moans and gasps. Her climax began to build—tight, insistent, glowing just beneath her skin.

 

She leaned forward, her lips brushing his ear as she whispered, “I’m so close…”

 

“So am I,” he growled, thrusting up into her with urgent need.

 

Her orgasm hit like a wave, crashing through her in trembling ripples. She cried out, her walls clenching tight around him, milking him for every delicious second. That was all it took. He grunted, hands locked on her hips as he pulsed inside the condom, releasing with a guttural moan.

 

For a moment, they were both still, lost in the aftermath—heaving breaths, sweat-slicked skin, tangled limbs and the warm scent of sex in the air.

 

Jessica slowly collapsed onto his chest, her cheek against his shoulder, their hearts pounding in sync.

 

“That,” he said between breaths, “was beyond anything I expected.”

 

She chuckled softly and kissed the side of his neck. “That… was just the beginning.”