In the sauna

After the hot tub and the loungers, Lukas pulled me into the Finnish sauna. The door closed behind us. The air was hot and dry, and smelled of wood and sweat. Only the dim emergency lighting was on.

I was still naked; my body glistened with sweat and water. Lukas undressed too. His cock was already half-erect again.

He sat down on the middle bench and looked at me.

“Come here.”

I knelt between his legs. The heat of the sauna made everything even more intense.

First, I took his cock in my hand. It was warm, heavy and throbbing slightly. I could feel the veins beneath the skin, the soft but firm glans. I licked slowly from bottom to top, tasting salt and the faint flavour of his skin. Then I took him into my mouth.

He felt thick – the glans filled my mouth, pressing against my tongue. I sucked gently, swirled my tongue around, feeling him grow even harder in my mouth. The shaft slid deeper, touching my throat. I took him as deep as I could, until my nose almost touched his stomach. Saliva ran from the corners of my mouth and dripped onto his testicles.

Lukas moaned softly and ran a hand through my hair.

“Just like that… slowly… let him feel it.”

I sucked him devotedly – sometimes deep and slow, sometimes faster, with a firmer suction. I felt every tiny movement of his cock in my mouth, how it twitched, how it grew even thicker. The taste became more intense, saltier, more masculine.

Then he pulled me up.

“Now you.”

He turned me round, sat me on the bench and knelt between my legs. He spread my thighs wide apart. The heat of the sauna made my skin sensitive. I felt every draught of air on my wet, swollen pussy.

Lukas started slowly. His tongue first ran gently along my entire slit – from bottom to top. I moaned loudly. The warmth of his tongue felt incredible. He licked my outer labia, sucking them in lightly, then he went deeper and circled my clitoris with slow, circular movements.

I felt every single movement of his tongue – the rough surface, the soft tip, the gentle pressure. My clitoris was so sensitive that every touch sent little electric shocks through my body.

He became more intense. Two fingers slowly entered me, curling and massaging my G-spot, whilst his tongue licked my clitoris firmly and quickly. I felt my pussy clench around his fingers, getting wetter and wetter. The heat of the sauna intensified everything – every drop of moisture felt hot.

I came for the first time in the sauna – a long, deep orgasm. My pussy contracted rhythmically around his fingers, my clitoris pulsing beneath his tongue. I let out a quiet cry, my hands clawing into his hair, my legs trembling uncontrollably.

Lukas didn’t stop. He continued to lick me through the orgasm, more gently but steadily. Then he became more intense again.

I came a second time – this time faster and more intensely. My whole lower body cramped, a gush of warm moisture ran over his tongue and his chin. I moaned loudly, my body arched.

Afterwards, he pulled me onto his lap. I sat on top of him, guiding his hard cock into me myself. He felt even thicker in this position – the head of his cock pushed my inner walls apart, the shaft filling me completely. I rode him slowly, then faster and faster, my breasts bouncing in front of his face. He sucked hard on my nipples as I moved on top of him.

I came a third time – trembling, moaning, whilst he was deep inside me. My pussy milked his cock in rhythmic contractions.

Only then did he let go and shoot deep inside me – hot, powerful spurts that made me tremble once more.

Afterwards, we lay exhausted on the sauna bench, sweaty, breathing heavily.

I lay in his arms, naked, with his cum inside me, and whispered:

“Thank you… I really needed that today.”

Lukas brushed my wet hair away from my face.

“You were incredible today. And you’re still my little sex ****, if you want.”

I smiled, tired and happy.

“Yes… I want that.”