The infusion in the sauna

We went into the large Finnish sauna. The air was already hot and dry. About 35 men were sitting on the benches – a men’s-only session, many wearing red goggles. The atmosphere was full of anticipation.

Jan handed me a large white towel.

“Stand in the middle. Swing the towel vigorously so the heat circulates properly. Make big movements, bend your knees, stretch out, and put one foot on the bench for extra power. Don’t be shy – the guests want a proper show.”

I stood in the middle of the sauna, wearing only my red bikini. The heat hit me immediately. I began to swing the towel – slowly at first, then more vigorously.

First round – basic swing

I swung the towel with both hands from right to left, then from top to bottom. My body moved with it. The red bikini stretched tight across my breasts.

Second round – low swing

I bent my knees slightly, leaned my upper body forward and swung the towel low over the floor. As I did so, I stuck my bottom out. The bikini bottoms cut deep between my buttocks.

Jan took photos from the side and shouted: “Lower! More power!”

Third round – Foot on the bench

For more power, I placed my right foot on the middle sauna bench. My leg was now bent sharply and spread wide. I leaned far forward to swing the towel downwards with momentum. In this position, the red bikini stretched extremely tight over my pubic area. The fabric pressed deep between my labia.

Jan crouched down and took photos from directly below.

I continued swinging the towel; my body glistened with sweat. The bikini was now wet and clinging to my skin. I could feel the fabric rubbing between my legs. My nipples grew hard.

Fourth round – deep squat on both legs

I placed both feet on the lower bench, squatted deeply and swung the towel backwards between my legs. My upper body was almost parallel to the floor. The red bikini bottoms stretched so tightly that they almost disappeared between my labia like a thong.

Jan captured the movement at the exact moment I was bent over the deepest.

To me, it felt like a strenuous, somewhat embarrassing, but athletic infusion performance. I was focused, sweating profusely and trying to do a good job.

What I didn’t see:

Through the men’s red-tinted glasses, the scene looked completely different.

They saw a completely naked Lisa in the sauna.

With every movement, her heavy, bare breasts bounced freely and heavily. Her hard nipples stood out clearly.

When I placed my foot on the bench and bent forward deeply, her bare pussy was completely exposed and directly at camera height. The outer labia were slightly pulled apart by the stretch, the inner lips glistening with sweat and arousal. Her small, pink arsehole was clearly visible with every deep bend.

Particularly the shot where I stood with both feet on the bench and bent forward deeply: Jan captured the exact moment when her slit was completely open – glistening, wet, the clitoris slightly protruding. Next to it, a man posed with his thumb raised and smiled as if praising her “good work”.

It looked as though a naked woman was deliberately and provocatively presenting herself to the men – arse and cunt wide open whilst she “worked”.

I straightened up after the final thrust, my face red with heat and exertion, and smiled around at the crowd.

“Was that alright?”

The men in the red glasses applauded loudly and whistled. Many were taking photos.

Jan nodded contentedly.

“Very good, Lisa. That finally had power and story.”

I wiped the sweat from my forehead and felt my bikini bottoms sticking uncomfortably between my labia.

All I could think was: “That was pretty exhausting… but the guests seem to have liked it.”

I had no idea that Jan had just taken one of the most explicit and intimate split shots of my life – whilst I thought I was just waving a towel.