In the dimly lit sauna, the air was thick with humidity and the scent of cedar. A petite, pixie-haired woman, no older than 18, sat on the top bench, her porcelain skin glistening with sweat. She glanced over at me, her bright green eyes meeting mine, and she smiled demurely.
I felt a surge of desire as I took in her lithe figure, her trim waist, and her shapely legs. I couldn’t help but notice the small patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair peeking out from beneath her towel.
“Mind if I join you?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
She shook her head, her short hair brushing against her cheeks. “Please, have a seat.”
As I climbed up to the top bench, she scooted over, making room for me. I sat down next to her, our thighs touching. She leaned in closer, her warm breath tickling my ear.
“I’m Lily,” she said, her voice soft and sultry.
“I’m Mark,” I replied, my heart racing.
We sat in silence for a moment, the only sound the gentle hiss of the sauna heater. I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to touch her. I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. She closed her eyes, letting out a soft sigh.
I leaned in, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together as our hands explored each other’s bodies. I ran my fingers through her hair, feeling the softness of her pixie cut. She moaned softly, her hands caressing my chest.
I broke the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. She shivered with pleasure, her breathing becoming ragged. I reached down, my fingers finding the edge of her towel. I slowly pulled it away, revealing her naked body.
She was beautiful. Her small breasts, tipped with hard nipples, begged for my touch. I cupped them in my hands, teasing the nipples with my thumbs. She arched her back, letting out a soft moan.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to taste her. I moved down, my tongue tracing a path from her navel to her wet slit. She gasped as I parted her lips, my tongue delving into her depths. She tasted sweet and musky, a heady mix of desire and pleasure.
I licked and sucked, my fingers finding her clit. I circled it, teasing it, before finally taking it between my lips. She cried out, her hips bucking as she came.
I climbed back up, my cock hard and aching. She looked up at me, her eyes glazed with pleasure.
“Fuck me, Mark,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
I didn’t need to be asked twice. I positioned myself between her legs, my cock pressing against her wet slit. I looked down at her, her short hair sticking to her forehead, her lips swollen from our kisses.
I thrust into her, filling her completely. She gasped, her nails digging into my back. I started to move, our bodies moving in rhythm. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper.
I could feel her beginning to tighten around me, her moans becoming louder. I quickened my pace, driving into her harder and harder. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I groaned, my cock twitching as I came, filling her with my seed.
We lay there, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts racing. The only sound was our heavy breathing.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Yes, it was,” I replied, my voice hoarse.
As we got dressed, I couldn’t help but think that this was a sauna encounter that I would never forget.
