Sex in the Sauna - Sex Stories

Sex in the Sauna

... between my breasts. I could hear liquid dripping onto the floor, and the thought that it could be from my aching cunt made me smile. Eventually they left, and the man stepped outside. I suddenly thought that the anticipation was all that I was going to have, but the sounds of splashing water and sharp gasps simply confirmed he was cooling off. He stepped back in and sat on the lower bench. I had wondered whether the wait and the cold water might have lessened his erection, but no. I already had trouble wrapping my hand around its girth, but now it seemed even thicker. I could see dribbles of pre-cum at the tip. "I am not sure if vigorous activity is wise in this sort of heat," he said. "Who said it needs to be vigorous," I laughed. I removed my towel, turned and using the window ledge for balance, crouched. I felt his cock nudge against the puckered hole of my bum. I actually felt my sphincter relax enough that with my body pushing down, it started to open. As delicious as that feeling and thought was, I adjusted my position. This time I felt the head parting my lips. I could feel the entrance to my vagina being stretched, and as I continued to push down, some pain. It was nice. I wanted more. I wanted it to hurt me. I felt the whole of his head slip inside me. It felt huge. I continued to let my body weight take me lower. I could feel the shaft of his cock entering me and the head pushing against my cervix. At that point I tried to hold still, and simply squeezed. I ...

... imagined that my muscles had been stretched so taught that it would be impossible, but it clearly did something. The man groaned with pleasure. He put his hands under the cheeks of my bum as I continued to squeeze. The feeling of this huge penis inside me, filling me, was exquisite. I could feel my heart racing, and sweat pouring off of me. I stood up, and allowed him to slide out, my cunt making strange slurping noises. "I need to be fucked," I said. "I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me." "Showers." It was all he said, and I was not sure I understood, but I was prepared to follow his lead. In fact, I was prepared at that moment to do anything he asked; he could have tied me down and I would not have cared. We stepped outside and stood under the bucket. This time he held me close. We were both naked, my breasts squeezing into his chest, his penis into my stomach, hot and wet from being inside me. The cold water did nothing to cool me. I tried to casually follow as if the proximity of this man was merely coincidence, but the truth was, I would have run to keep up. I ached to have him inside me again, and I could feel moisture from my vagina literally running down my thighs. We slipped into an empty shower cubicle and closed the door. I turned the water on, hoping the noise would attract less suspicion. He lifted me high off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his body. With my back pressed tight against the wall and his hands holding my bum, I was lowered. His enormous cock slid ...