Sex in the Sauna - Sex Stories

Sex in the Sauna

... steam room, or the embarrassment, I needed to cool down, but there was no escape. Outside, standing next to the plunge pool was the man. He had thankfully draped a towel around his waist. I busied myself trying to read the notices. "The best way to cool off is just to jump in." I was unsure if he was speaking to me or someone else, but a quick glance round confirmed we were alone. I walked over and tentatively broke the surface of the water with my toe. "Gee, it's freezing." "I think that's the general idea. I don't mind being a gentleman if you wish to go first." I thought, it's all part of the experience, so why not. That was before I realized that I would have to take my towel off. "Please," I said, blushing, "after you." "I will if you will," "Okay." The word appeared on my lips from nowhere. There was a part of my body thinking and speaking and it was not my brain. He removed his towel, hung it on a hook, and jumped in. If he made any noise, I did not hear it. Ice cold water splashed over my feet and legs. I shrieked. He climbed out. "Now it's your turn." He held out his hand to take my towel. He was smiling. I had little choice but let this man see me naked. I would normally have wished myself dead first, but part of me had warmed to the idea. I removed the towel, calmly handed it to him, and stepped into the pool. It was cold. Bitterly, bitterly cold. My whole body tingled, but somewhere under the shock, it felt refreshing. My nipples hardened into tight bullets. I ...

... pulled myself back up the ladder. There was a point at which my eyes were at the same level as his penis. He seemed to have stood deliberately close, and it hung just inches from my face. It really was magnificent, and if the ice cold had made it shrink, I dreaded to imagine it full size. As I stepped fully from the pool, he held the towel open. We returned to the steam room; our seats now taken. There were just two spaces next to each other. The man had left his towel on the hook by the plunge pool. He remained completely naked. I felt embarrassed, especially with my sister now sitting opposite, but from the glimpses I caught through the steam, she was enjoying every moment. When the steam thickened, a hand brushed the side of my leg. All my instincts screamed move away, or better still, leave, but something got the better of me and I edged closer. Movement made me realize that I was damp between my legs, and it wasn't from the humidity. I was aroused. The hand climbed onto the top of my leg, then slid between my thighs. My reaction was to part my legs. I could hardly believe what I was doing. Not only was I apparently encouraging a stranger to touch me inappropriately, but my mind wanted things that only my husband had ever done. I needed to again cool off. I stood to leave. This time my sister followed. "It is getting hot in there," she laughed. I blushed again. “ Don't worry," she continued, "I am not going to split on you. Relax and enjoy." Abby wandered towards the pool ...