桑拿风暴

The heat in the anteroom was thick as steam. I'd just walked in, shaking the first heavy raindrops from my hair, and there she was. Lena. My ex, the one I hadn't seen in almost two years. She stood by the window in a thin white janitor's smock, slightly open at the chest, looking at me like no time had passed at all. Her gaze was warm, a little surprised, but already carrying that familiar spark that made my gut tighten instantly.

"Sergei..." she breathed out softly, her fingers involuntarily gripping the rag. "You're here..."

The storm hit out of nowhere. Lightning flashed outside, thunder roared, and rain slammed against the sauna roof so hard the walls shook. The lights flickered and died. We were left in near-darkness, lit only by occasional bolts of lightning. I stepped closer. She didn't move back.

"Didn't expect to find you here," I said low, feeling my voice tremble with want. My eyes traced her neck, her damp collarbone, the spot where the smock had parted showing the soft skin of her breast. "But fuck... I'm so glad I did."

Lena wet her lips. Her cheeks flushed pink.

"I work here evenings... cleaning up after clients. And you? Decided to wash up before the storm?"

"Something like that. And now I'm thinking this is the best decision I've ever made."

I reached out and ran my fingers lightly along her forearm. Her skin was hot. She shivered but didn't pull away. Instead, she turned to face me fully. The scent of her hair—shampoo with a faint hint of lemon—hit me harder than the steam.

"We shouldn't..." she whispered, but her eyes said otherwise. "We broke up..."

"I know. But right now I want you so bad I could burn alive. Let me?"

Lena nodded, barely breathing. I pulled her in and kissed her. It was deep, hungry. Her lips parted instantly, her tongue meeting mine, and we both groaned. My hands slid under the smock, gripped her firm ass, squeezed. She arched, pressing her hips into me, feeling how hard my cock already pressed against her belly.

"God, you're so hot..." she breathed against my lips. "I missed your hands so much..."

I stripped the smock off her. It fell to the wooden floor. Underneath she was bare—just smooth skin and an already slick slit between her legs. Lena tugged my t-shirt up, ran her palms across my chest, slid lower, wrapped her hand around my cock through my shorts.

"He's so hard... for me?" she asked with a sly smile, stroking the head through the fabric with her fingers.

"Only for you. Always only for you."

We moved into the steam room. It was scorching, humid, smelling of birch switches and aged wood. I sat her down on the wide bench, knelt between her legs. Lena spread her thighs, opening herself completely. Her pussy glistened with arousal, clit already swollen. I leaned in and dragged my tongue along the whole length, from entrance to the very top. She arched, grabbing a fistful of my hair.

"Oh... Sergei... lick me again... please..."

I started slow, gentle. Circled her clit with my tongue, then sucked it into my mouth and began to nurse. Two fingers slid inside her easily—she was so wet that moisture ran down my knuckles. Lena moaned, soft and drawn-out, rocking her hips into my face.

"Yes... just like that... fingers deeper... I want you so bad..."

I added a third finger, fucking her with them in a steady rhythm while my tongue kept working her clit. Her walls clenched, pulsed. She came first—sudden, intense, clamping her thighs around my head and trembling all over. Hot liquid soaked my chin.

"I'm coming... Sergei... aaah..."

不给她恢复的时间，我起身脱掉短裤。我的鸡巴完全勃起，龟头闪着前液。Lena 饥渴地盯着它，舔着嘴唇。她转过身，在长椅上四肢着地，把湿发甩到背后。

"Take me... now. I want to feel you inside."

I positioned myself behind her, ran the head along her slick lips, teasing. Then I pushed in slowly. She was tight, hot, gripping me snugly. We both groaned as I sank in to the hilt.

"God, that feels good..." I whispered, starting to move. "You're so wet... so fucking mine..."

“用力干我……但温柔一点……我想感受你的每一寸……”

I grabbed her hips and fucked her with deep, smooth strokes. Every time I buried myself fully, she let out a soft whimper of pleasure. The steam room filled with sounds: the slap of our bodies, her moans, my heavy breathing. I leaned forward, cupped her breasts, pinched her nipples. Lena arched harder, pushing back to meet me.

"More... deeper... I want to come on your cock..."

I sped up. Sweat dripped down our bodies, mixing with her juices. I could feel her pussy starting to pulse, squeezing me tighter and tighter. The second round began when I pulled out, flipped her onto her back, and entered her again, looking into her eyes. Now we fucked face to face. Her legs wrapped around my waist, heels digging into my lower back.

"Look at me," I whispered, thrusting into her. "I want to watch you come."

"I'm close... Sergei... kiss me..."

We kissed deeply, barely breathing. Her nails dug into my back. I felt my orgasm building—heat pooling in my gut, balls drawing up. Lena cried out first, arching like a bow. Her pussy clamped down hard, pulsing, milking every last drop of my control.

"Come... with me... please..."

我再也忍不住了。用力一挺，整根没入，然后释放。灼热的精液一股股射进她体内深处，灌满了她。我们一起颤抖，亲吻着，喃喃说着语无伦次的温柔情话。外面的暴风雨还在肆虐，但里面只有温暖，只有我们。

When it was over, I stayed inside her, holding her wet, shaking body. Lena traced her fingers along my cheek and smiled.

"Maybe the storm wasn't a coincidence..." she said softly. "Maybe we just needed to find each other again."

我吻了吻她的额头，点了点头。

"Then let it rain a little longer."