In the dimly lit sauna, the air was thick with humidity and the scent of cedar. The only other occupant was a striking Indian woman, her raven hair cropped close to her head. She sat across from him, her eyes closed in bliss as the heat enveloped her.
He couldn’t help but stare. There was something about her confidence, her self-assuredness, that drew him in. He felt a stirring in his loins as he imagined running his hands over her smooth, damp skin.
As if sensing his gaze, she opened her eyes and caught him staring. She raised an eyebrow, a small smile playing at her lips. He felt a thrill of excitement run through him as she stood and sauntered over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically.
She sat down next to him, close enough that their thighs touched. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, and he swallowed hard as he imagined what it would be like to touch her.
Without a word, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. He responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to tangle in her short hair as she deepened the kiss.
She broke the kiss and stood, taking his hand and leading him out of the sauna and into the cooler air. They made their way to a private room, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.
She pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, her wet hair sticking to her forehead as she kissed him again. He could feel her hard nipples pressing against his chest, and he reached up to tweak them, eliciting a moan from her lips.
She trailed kisses down his neck and chest, her tongue swirling around his nipples as he arched his back in pleasure. She made her way down his body, her lips and tongue leaving a wet trail along his skin.
When she reached his cock, she took him in her mouth, her lips and tongue working in tandem as she sucked him deep. He groaned in pleasure, his hands reaching down to tangle in her hair as she took him to the brink.
But she wasn’t done yet. She climbed back on top of him, guiding his cock inside her wet pussy as she moaned in pleasure. She rode him hard, her hips grinding against his as she took what she wanted.
He could feel himself getting close, and he reached up to pinch her nipples again, eliciting a gasp from her lips. She leaned down, her breath hot against his ear as she whispered, “Cum for me.”
And with that, he let go, his cock pulsing inside her as she milked every last drop from him. She collapsed on top of him, her body slick with sweat and satisfaction.
As they lay there, panting and spent, he knew that this was a moment he would never forget. The heat, the sweat, the pleasure – it was all so overwhelming, so intense.
And he couldn’t wait to do it again.
