1. Sex in the Sauna


    Date: 12/4/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: LadyJaneGrey, Source: LushStories

    I had been looking forward to the weekend; a chance to spend time with my sister Abby, and meet her new boyfriend, George. I admit to having been nervous about sharing an apartment with someone I had never met, but we had separate bedrooms and it was, after all, just a couple of days. The highlight was to be our spa session; time for us girls to properly reconnect. A light lunch, a facial, a manicure and something called a Hawaiian wave massage. Away from the boys, we easily slipped back into the giggling sisters I so fondly remembered, and shared every detail of our lives. I had known for a long time that Abby was unhappy staying with her ex; he treated her like dirt, but she was too insecure to simply walk out. I was thrilled when she told me that she had found someone else, and even more pleased now that I had met him; he seemed a genuinely nice guy and obviously cared. "The first night I met him, at the club, I let him fuck me. I didn't even know his name," Abby confessed. I was completely shocked. She had sex with a stranger. Mike had this notion it was a fantasy most husbands held, and I could see how it fitted into fiction and porn films, but I never imagined anyone actually doing it. Was there not more to sex than just fucking? What about love and emotion? As our delightful afternoon of treatments came to an end, we decided we would spend some time in the saunas. Though it was not especially recommended, we were keen to fit as much in as humanly possible. No-one ...
    ... told us; the saunas at that time of day were restricted. It was adults only; we were not allowed any clothes. Removing our swimwear or missing out; it was not a hard choice, and the towels seemed perfectly capable of covering our modesty. We started in the Turkish steam room, the air so hot and thick, it was impossible to see. After a short while, with people coming and going, the steam started to clear. I had sat directly opposite a man. A rather well built black man. A rather well built, naked, black man. Now I do not wish to be racist, or stereotype people, but it has long been an assumption by me and, I am sure, many other women, that black men are well endowed. Having not had much experience of men, and even less inclination to watch porn, it was, for me, something of an urban myth. It was with that thought in my head, I stared. The steam cleared. I stared harder. The man stood to leave. I could not help but look up, only to realize that he was watching, and knew exactly where my eyes had been. I blushed. I was mortified. He smiled. Abby nudged me. "Wow," she giggled, "did you see that?" "Do you think it was real?" "Why don't you ask him, he seemed to like you." She had seen the smile. "Abby, stop it, I am a married woman." "I was a married woman too, but that didn't stop me from fucking George." I tried to give her one of my big sister looks of disapproval, but I couldn't help but grin. It really was magnificent. The myth was apparently true. Whether from the heat of the ...
«1234...»