Getting Hot With Julie - Sex Stories

Getting Hot With Julie

... didn't say anything, but her eyes and her smile said it all. I irrationally wondered if my penis was bigger than her husband's, but I didn't dare ask. My erection clicked up another couple of notches. Then the show started in earnest.

"This heat is lovely!" Julie sighed as she sprawled on the wooden bench, tossing her head back as she luxuriated in the heat.

As if she'd read my mind and knew my fantasy of her naked on my desk, she spread her legs wide, thrust and swung her breasts as she arched her naked body into poses as penis-straining erotic as any porn I'd seen.

"I can feel my pores opening," Julie purred. "Its so relaxing!"

I guess I was starting to relax too, except for a part of me that was getting more and more tense as my hungry eyes explored Julie's naked body. I was dripping with sweat, but not just from the heat. My penis, poking out hard from sweat-glistening pubic hair, felt hard enough to snap. But things got hotter still.

The sauna was as well-provided as our hotel rooms, and on a shelf were bottles of some kind of cosmetic body oil. Julie took a bottle and began to rub the oil into her body. Her hands slid smoothly over her gleaming smooth legs and bottom, and over those heavy swinging breasts, all the places my own hands craved to explore.

"This is lovely. It'll make my skin so smooth and soft," Julie said gleefully.

It was when she swung round to face me, treating me to a full frontal view up between her spread thighs that it ...

... dawned on me that she really was teasing me, like a stripper or porn model. Her hand slid down her smooth belly, through her cunt bush and down between her spread legs. With two fingers in her vagina slit, she began to rhythmically massage her pussy. I'd watched women masturbate enough times in porn and for real to know Julie was finger-pleasuring her pussy.

But after a couple of minutes, Julie suddenly stopped running her hands over herself, except for a finger gently playing with her vagina. She looked at me.

"I'm so sorry," she said, not looking sorry at all, but, in fact, suppressing a grin. "I got a bit carried away. Am I getting you excited?" She removed her finger from her pussy.

I didn't say anything, but the sweat poured off me.

"If you're excited, why don't you relieve yourself with your hand?" Julie formed her finger and thumb in a ring and bobbed her hand in that gesture every guy knows, in case I hadn't got the message. "I know my husband does it for himself. He thinks I don't know. The prude's never let me watch. I love watching men do it." Then her voice suddenly increased in pitch. She was getting excited. "Go on! Jerk your cock off for me!"

Julie was asking me, ordering me, to masturbate for her. I was momentarily shocked. She'd been teasing me, now it was my turn to put on a show. This was a public sauna. But there were only the two of us and no one else had come in during the time we'd been there. We weren't going to be disturbed. And I was ...