Sauna Sweat and Sin
The heat hit us like a wall the second we stepped into the private sauna at the fitness club. My wife Lena’s towel barely clung to her curves, her skin already glistening, and the way her eyes locked on mine screamed she wanted to be fucked right there. We’d been talking about spicing things up for weeks after our workouts, and tonight we finally booked the sauna for “something new.”
“God, it’s so fucking hot in here already,” Lena whispered, dropping her towel on the wooden bench. Her full tits bounced free, nipples tight from the steam, and she spread her legs just enough to show me her shaved pussy lips already slick.
I kicked off my own towel, my cock springing up thick and heavy. “You’re the one who wanted to try this, babe. No turning back now.” My voice came out rough, already aching to touch her.
She bit her lip, eyes dropping to my dick. “I can see you’re not complaining. Come here and kiss me before I melt.”
I crossed the small space in two steps, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her against me. Our mouths crashed together, tongues sliding hot and wet while the cedar-scented steam wrapped around us. My hands roamed down to squeeze her juicy ass, fingers digging into the firm flesh she’d toned from all those squats. She moaned into my mouth, grinding her wet pussy against my throbbing cock.
“Fuck, Jake… I’m so horny from that last set at the gym,” she gasped, breaking the kiss. “My clit’s been aching the whole drive here. Touch it.”
I slid two fingers between her thighs, finding her soaked slit. She was dripping, hotter than the sauna air. I rubbed her swollen clit in slow circles, making her hips jerk.
“Oh shit, yes… just like that,” Lena moaned, head falling back. Her tits pressed against my chest, nipples dragging over my skin. “Finger my pussy, baby. Get me ready for that big cock.”
I pushed one thick finger inside her tight hole, then two, pumping them while my thumb worked her clit. The wet squelching sounds mixed with the hiss of steam. She reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking me with firm, twisting pulls that made my balls tighten.
“Goddamn, your grip is perfect,” I growled. “Keep jerking my dick while I finger-fuck you.”
Her strokes sped up, thumb swirling over my leaking tip. “I want it inside me. Now. Bend me over that bench.”
I spun her around, bending her at the waist so her hands braced on the warm wood. Her ass looked incredible in the dim light, round and glistening with sweat. I rubbed my cockhead up and down her pussy lips, teasing her entrance.
“Stop teasing and fuck me already,” she begged, pushing back. “I need that fat cock stretching my cunt.”
I thrust forward hard, burying half my length in one go. Her walls clamped down, scorching hot and silky. “Fuuuuck, you’re so tight,” I groaned, gripping her hips and driving the rest of the way in until my balls slapped her clit.
Lena cried out, the sound echoing off the cedar walls. “Yes! Fuck me deep, Jake. Pound my pussy!”
I set a brutal rhythm, hips slamming against her ass with loud smacks that mixed with the wet sounds of her juices coating my shaft. Sweat poured down both our bodies, making everything slippery. I reached around and pinched her nipples, then slid my hand down to rub her clit while I fucked her.
Her moans turned into broken gasps. “Right there… oh my god, I’m gonna cum already. Don’t stop fucking me!”
I felt her pussy flutter and squeeze, then she came hard, squirting a little down my balls as her legs shook. The heat, the smell of her arousal and cedar, the way her cunt milked me—it was almost too much.
I pulled out, breathing hard. “On your back. I want to see your face when I fill you up.”
Lena lay back on the wide bench, legs spread wide, pussy puffy and shining. I climbed between her thighs, sliding back in with one smooth thrust. This time I fucked her slower, deeper, grinding my pelvis against her clit on every stroke.
“Kiss me while you fuck me,” she whispered, pulling my face down.
Our mouths met again, tongues dancing as I rolled my hips. The bench creaked under us. I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder, opening her wider, hitting that spot that made her eyes roll back.
“Shit, Jake… I’m close again. Cum with me. Fill my pussy.”
Her words pushed me over. I sped up, pounding harder, feeling my balls draw up. “Here it comes, baby. Take every drop.”
She clenched around me as her second orgasm hit, moaning loud and long. I buried myself to the hilt and exploded, pumping thick ropes of cum deep inside her spasming cunt. The release was so intense my vision blurred.
We stayed locked together, panting in the sweltering heat, sweat and cum mixing between us. Finally I pulled out slowly, watching my seed leak from her well-fucked pussy.
Lena smiled lazily, running a finger through the mess and tasting it. “Best cool-down ever. Next time we try the steam room after leg day?”
I laughed, kissing her damp forehead. “Deal. But only if you promise to scream my name again.”
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