The Cousin and the Showerhead in the Bathroom After Sex

Chapter 41

At the end of the battle — because that was a war, not just sex — I was sprawled out on the bed, legs shaking, dripping wet and dazed, my body throbbing from being used so hard. My breathing was ragged, and all I could do was stare at Mariana, who had this pissed-off look like she was waiting for the relatives to come back from the party and they didn't bring the sweets.

Behind me, the guy was still there, sitting up, all satisfied. I didn't even turn to him. I didn't have the jaw strength left. If I opened my mouth, I'd probably drool and pass out.

"That's was good… if you want more…" he said, bold as hell, using the plural like he belonged.

Mariana didn't even blink. Her indignation was almost funny.

"You ain't fucking me, buddy," she shot back, with that fake holy tone nobody buys. "In this house, you only eat one relative at a time!"

He laughed.

We needed to hit the bathroom. I let things finish dripping, worried my period might come early — it always sends warnings and creeps up slow, annoying as shit, instead of just coming and going quick, no, it drags it out and pisses me off.

I dried off with the towel and went first. With my head a bit clearer, I looked at Mariana and said:

"You! Come with me! Let's go together…"

I wasn't leaving those two alone. It was risky getting locked out and my boyfriend fucking her. My only fear was him getting used to it and thinking it was some free-for-all. I hadn't even told him I hooked up with my cousin sometimes. I figured he didn't suspect, but after the way he looked at us, who knows what he might think.

In the bathroom, I sat on the toilet and Mariana hadn't even locked the door right when I let loose. That piss… holy shit. I remember it to this day. It was one of the best of my life. For real. There was something there, a mix of relief and pleasure, that hit me deep. It was almost sexual. My eyes rolled back on their own, my whole body shook. It felt like a sneaky little orgasm, the kind that catches you off guard.

"Damn, girl… what was that?" Mariana asked, half-laughing.

"Man… that was a really good piss."

"I can tell by your face," she replied, teasing.

I laughed too, grabbed the showerhead and turned on the hot water. Started running it down there slow. What the fuck was I doing. The jet was strong. And the warm water hitting my already sensitive pussy gave me chills all over. My nipples hardened right away, no control. My face went blank, eyes glazing over, distant.

"Again, seriously? Can't stop… you got a guy out there and you're messing around with the showerhead?"

"Hold on… it's just that it feels so fucking good, cousin."

Mariana stood there with her arms crossed, leaning on the sink, trying to keep up her good-girl act while I played around, testing the showerhead, finding the best spot for the jet and making faces with every try. I laughed to myself, because how could I not: I'd just had that insane fuck on a real bed, no less, and I was happy. Happy because my cousin was right there with me.

It was like everything in my life was suddenly clicking into place, moving way too fast, and I didn't have time to think. Just feel. I was discovering the world and loving the fuck out of it.

Mariana, tired of her "sensible girl" routine, let go of the sink and came over to me. I was still giggling nervously from the water's touch when she grabbed my face and kissed me.

"Get off, girl…" I said, laughing against her lips.

"Now come here, you slut."

She grabbed me by the ears and pulled me into the kiss. And that's when shit flipped again. I gotta say: one of the most amazing things about her was the kissing. We fit together perfectly, insanely so. It was a smooth, warm kiss, tasting like a little secret, and it drove me wild. Weird how it turned me on from the lips and spread through my whole body every time. I forget to mention it, but I've lost count of the times we'd lie in bed just kissing until our mouths went dry, no need for anything else.

I pulled her onto my lap, wanting her closer.

"Jully, you're gonna get my shorts wet with that shower water."

"Just admit you're turned on." I tried a joke.

"Fuck! Watch it or you'll soak me, girl!"

She finally gave in and sat on my lap, right on the edge of my knees, there on the toilet. The kiss turned frantic, tongues battling, breaths ragged. I slipped down the straps of my top and leaned back, making room. The water kept pounding down there, stealing my senses. It was a mix of pleasure and desperation: if I let the jet focus, I'd come right then, without even touching myself. So I'd aim it at my thighs, trying to trick my body, but the heat built up anyway and made me shake. It was a delicious danger, like walking the edge of a cliff.

Mariana slid her hands down and grabbed my tits, both of them, not too gentle, like she owned them. She squeezed first, firm, then eased up and started massaging, feeling their light weight, the shape, testing me. My eyes were already closed when I felt her mouth lower slow. The heat of her tongue on my skin, the way she sucked gently, just the nipple with care, took my breath away. It wasn't rough, wasn't wild. It was a calm suck, almost tender, leaving my nipples throbbing and my stomach flipping.

"He'd love to see this," I said, thinking of the guy still in my room.

Mariana let go of my tit right away and gave me a doubtful look.

"You'd let him fuck me, cousin?"

"I don't know… I'm scared. But I got so fucking turned on with you watching… It's just, I don't know how it'd be after, you know? Wouldn't it get weird?"

"Who knows, his cock is so good… I really wanted to suck it. But cousin, think about that later. We're taking too long. You wanna come? If you do, just do it."

"Fuck, seriously… suck my tit, I need two minutes."

And I needed less.

Sitting on the toilet, I adjusted my hand with the showerhead, took a deep breath, and aimed the jet right at my clit. Didn't move it, didn't slide, just held it there. It was like flipping a switch inside me. The water pressure was strong, dead on, and the warm temp felt like it burned and soothed at the same time. The first hit made me moan loud, a sound that came out almost like a sob, because it was too much pleasure all at once.

My whole pussy clenched, the inner lips throbbing like they wanted to suck the water in. My swollen clit took that pressure and sent shocks through my body. My thighs shook, my back arched against the toilet seat, and I had to grip Mariana's ass hard to keep from falling apart right there. Every second felt like the jet was poking my deepest nerve, the spot I could never reach on my own.

The wave hit fast, devastating. It was different from fingers, mouth, cock — it was a raw come, like the water was pounding me without going in. I was yelling without realizing, the sound echoing in the bathroom.

"Shhh!" Mariana got startled and came quick, shoving her hand over my mouth.

And that's when it exploded for real. I bit her palm hard, by accident, while my whole body convulsed. One spasm after another, my belly contracting like it wanted to spit out something that wasn't there. The noise of the water hitting me mixed with my muffled moans and my heart pounding in my ears.

My legs banged against the toilet, my toes curled on their own. I couldn't breathe right, just gulping air between waves. It was so intense my eyes filled with tears, face red, mouth drooling against her hand.

When it finally started to fade, I was limp, almost passed out, body slick with sweat and water. Mariana looked down at me, scared, her hand still over my mouth, like she was afraid I'd yell again.

I took a deep breath, gently pushed her hand away, and could only whisper:

"Holy shit…"