“Fuuuuck,” Scott whisper-growls beside me, his eyes fixed on the sensitive vee between her thighs. There’s a distinct sucking sound in the sauna now as the curvy girl pushes her fingers in and out of that sweet well. Pink flesh glistens and gleams and I feel a pearlescent drop of come form on the head of my dick as she moans, tossing her head back.
I consider our options. We could wait until she finishes and leaves. Or we could try to insert ourselves into her pleasurable experience.
Right as I’m mulling it over, the mists part enough for me to see the woman open her eyes and look straight at me. She gasps, and her hand stops, still buried deep in her cunt. Then, her nipples grow even harder, pointing like bullets at me, and that’s my cue.
I stand up, letting the towel around my own waist fall, and walk slowly towards her. Scott, apparently just as determined, stands and approaches her as well. The woman looks up at us with huge dark eyes, her full lips slightly parted, one hand still crammed deep in her pussy, the other one bracing herself against the bench. Her lips part in a startled “O” but there’s definitely desire in those eyes.
I lean down and place my hand gently on the side of her face. “Can we kiss you?” I murmur.
Her eyes widen even more. She hesitates, and then after a moment, nods breathlessly.
“Please,” she sighs.
I press my lips to hers, gently, barely touching her, really just the whisper of a kiss. Her lips are impossibly soft. She seems to hesitate again before she kisses me back, and then it’s game on. I deepen the ziplock, introducing my tongue to the warmth of her mouth, and she moans a little, the sound buzzing against my lips. I can’t resist a grin. This is going to be fun.
As we kiss, Scott brings a hand to the woman’s breast. She stiffens, but then immediately relaxes, nodding her assent. Scott’s big palm massages her breast as my tongue massages hers. She tilts her head back, moaning in pleasure, and I move my lips to the soft curve of her neck, trailing over that sensitive skin. Scott takes that as his cue and brings his mouth to the woman’s as I continue to explore her jawline, neck, and upper chest with my lips and teeth.
When I pull back, the woman’s gaze is transfixed on my swollen member, darting back and forth between mine and Scott’s. Both of us are generously endowed to put it mildly, and there’s more than a bit of trepidation in her stare. I smile at her, palming my shaft with smooth strokes.
“Do you think you can take it?” I growl. The woman’s eyes widen but then she giggles a little, shaking her head.
“I’m not sure. I’ve never done this before,” she whispers.
“Sex in public or sex with two men?” I ask.
She licks her lips. “Both.”
Scott grins. “Just relax and let us take care of you,” he says. “It’s going to be fun.”
“Can I…” The woman shyly reaches out her hands and hovers them in front of our cocks. “Can I?”
“Please do,” I murmur.
Her small hand wraps around my cock, her other hand on Scott’s, and we both groan at the sensation. Scott lowers his head to her breast, and I tenderly grasp the other, rubbing my thumb over the quickly hardening nipple. Her hand on my cock feels incredible as she slowly pumps it up and down, the sauna’s steam and my dripping sweat providing natural lubrication. Scott looks enamored with her breasts, so I pull my hand away, letting him caress both of them. Then, although I don’t want her to stop touching me, I gently lift her small palm from my cock. The woman looks at me questioningly before I kneel between her thighs.
At the first touch of my tongue to her warm sex, she jumps as if she’s been electrocuted. I smile a little and place my hands on her hips, my fingers gently dimpling her soft skin. Softly, I bring my tongue back to her folds, and when she doesn’t protest, I begin to lave them in earnest. There are few things I love more than going down on a woman, and I do my best to show my appreciation. I must be doing alright because soon, she’s rolling her hips in earnest. I alternate between sucking gently on her clit and running my tongue up and down the length of her sopping slit.
“Oh my God,” she whispers, her eyes beginning to roll back. I get it. She’s being touched all over because Scott’s currently sucking on a nipple while squeezing the other one between his fingers. I smile a little, still attending to my task. As she whimpers, her fingers tangling in my hair, I insert a finger slowly into her warm channel. As I pump it in and out, slowly, gently, I suck more intensely on her clit, focusing most of my attention on this bundle of nerves.