Memories Ch. 01: The Sauna

This deserved my sincere thanks. I parted her lips with my tongue and sent it on a mission to see how far it would go inside of my wonderful wife. I gently sucked while my tongue played in her pussy.

I heard Ann sexily moan. I now sent my tongue on a mission to seek out and lick her sensitive clitoris. It's so much easier to find my way around without the bush being in the way.

I began licking her clit just the way she loves. Now for further tactile inspection. I insert a finger into her. I could easily get it in with no resistance. It is so great to not have to worry about the hair getting in the way.

Mmmm, she still actually tastes the same, but without the fear of getting hair in my mouth she seems to taste even better. I began to get serious. Licking her clit while fingering her pussy, with special attention to her g-spot.

Soon I heard her say, "Please, honey. Let me rest for a couple minutes."

"Rest? How come?" I asked.

"You've been giving me almost constant orgasms since you started down there," she answered.

"I'm sorry," I said. "I was having so much fun that I didn't even notice you cum. This is amazing. I positively love you. I positively love your defoliated bush."

"That settles it," she purred. "I'm going to keep myself bald down there forever."

I thank her by diving back in. I kept eating and licking and fingering and rubbing her g-spot and sucking her various lady parts until she begged me to stop.

When I crawled up and laid down next to her she had that 'How many fucking times did I cum?' look on her face. She let her head fall sideways to look at me and said, "I'm guessing that you like it."

"No," I said. "I absolutely love it."

"I'm glad," Ann said. "You know, I was only going to shave once, let you have some fun, and then let it all grow back. When I was shaving I giggled when I thought about you getting razor burn on your face from eating me when the stubble appeared.

"I laughed out loud thinking about the wire brush bristles until the hair got long enough to lay down.

"But now I really do want to keep it shaved. When I saw your reaction, not just at first, but all during, and even after, I knew that I would do it for you.

"But I'm surprised by how it felt for me. When you started licking me I couldn't believe it. All of the different ways you licked me felt so incredibly erotic. I have never felt anything like that. I almost had an orgasm before your tongue even got past my inner labia.

"When your tongue finally got to my clit I exploded within seconds. I wish that I would have done this years ago.

"So, from now on my shaving routine will be armpits and pubic hair, pits and pussy."

"You certainly won't get any argument from me," I told her as Ann snuggled up and relaxed.

Ann was almost asleep when her head popped up, "You never got to cum! You ate my pussy but you didn't fuck me. Don't you want to squirt your jizz into one of my body cavities? It's been a while since you fucked me in the ass."

"That's okay," I told her. "I so thoroughly enjoyed eating you that I am completely satisfied by turning you into a quivering puddle. How many blowjobs have you given me without you cumming?"

"That's different," Ann said. "You give me more orgasms than I can count just about every time you eat and fuck me. When you make love to me I have given up trying to count how many times I cum.

"When I give you an occasional blowjob it comes nowhere near getting even with you. The most times you came in me on one night was six. That night I lost count at fifteen orgasms during the first time you ate me alone. And you added countless numbers of orgasms that night.

"No Martin, I could never repay you for your orgasm surplus. So I will suck your dick as often as I want with no lip from you about not giving me mine."

Whenever she said my full name she meant business and she said that in the tone of voice that I recognized as the one where it's best to just snuggle up close and go to sleep.

The next time we went to the sauna both Jack and Jill had a difficult time keeping their eyes off of Ann's crotch. Her bald pussy was even a big hit with the other people using the sauna.

The next time we went to the sauna Ann and I smirked at Jill's bare mound. Ann is starting a trend. When we got in the sauna the other women stuck up a conversation to specifically talk about Ann's new fashion trend.

Soon all of the women were huddled together looking at my wife's snatch. She sat there with her legs opened wide sharing her shaving technique.

And the men were mesmerized by the whole thing. They would look at Ann and Jill's pussies and then their wife's pussy. Back and forth a couple times and then stop to wonder just how difficult it will be to talk their wife into doing it.

While everyone else was occupied with Ann's demonstration, Jill sat by me and quietly asked, "Do you like that I shaved? Ann said that you loved that she did. I did it just for you."

I laid my hand on her knee and said, "I absolutely love it! Thank you. Someday my tongue will show you just how much I love it."

That was the first time I ever saw Jill blush.

By mid autumn at least half of the women that came to the sauna had shaved pussies. It was a glorious sight to see.

We ended up going to the sauna at least once a month. I had told Jill to behave herself in front of my wife and she did pretty well. I never did tell her about my arrangement with Ann. There is something ego enhancing about having a younger woman chasing after me.

We eventually learned that the best time to go to the sauna, other than the daytime when everyone's at work including us, was Thursday night. We generally had the place to ourselves. The owner thought about closing the sauna down on Thursday, but the time it took to heat it back up cancelled out any savings. Besides, the four of us more or less paid for the heat so it stayed open for us.

Soon it was winter time. We had gotten our first big snowstorm that dumped six inches of fluffy snow on the area Wednesday night. Jack offered to drive us to the sauna in his Jeep.

When we got there the owner was surprised that we showed up because of all the snow. We told him "Four Wheel Drive!" He chuckled and told us that he was pretty sure that we'd have it to ourselves all night.

After we took off our clothes in the locker room, Jack and I went directly into the sauna without waiting for the women. When they came in, I saw that Jill had her carry sack with her. She would always leave it in her locker and just bring her towel with her.

After she sat down and got comfortable she reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of wine. Next she pulled out four plastic glasses. This is a double no-no. No glass was allowed in the sauna, and it's not a good idea to drink alcohol in the sauna. The raised body temperature coupled with dehydration can greatly magnify the alcohol's effects.

When I raised my eyebrows at Jill she did her best to defend herself. "With the four of us there's only one large glass of wine for each of us. It's only wine, not the usual booze I bring to events. And yeah, it's a glass bottle but I didn't have time tonight to put it into a plastic bottle. If we are reasonably careful no one will know."

As Jill was talking, my wife began helping. They soon had the bottle opened, the wine poured, and were passing the glasses out. Apparently Jill had enlisted Ann's help. I was a bit surprised, she was normally a stickler for rules.

I said, "What the hell." I sat back and enjoyed myself. We drank our wine slowly so that we wouldn't get blitzed in case the stories of alcohol in a sauna were true.

I could sense something in the air. Something about breaking the rules excited me that night. I like to blame the wine, but while it may have helped contribute to what happened later, I am fairly certain it would have happened eventually anyway.

I was more or less spacing out as I sat on the bench. Jill was sitting directly across from me. I didn't realize that I was staring at her tits until she stuck her chest out, pointing and shaking her breasts at me while cradling them with her hands. Instead of quickly looking away, my usual way of acting when I'd catch myself doing something like that, I smiled, licked my lips seductively, and kept staring.

She looked at my wife and saw that Ann was lying back on the bench with her eyes closed. Her quick glance at Jack showed her that he was doing the same.

Jill then laid back and slowly spread her legs. She opened them wide enough to fully expose her pussy. It may have been sweat from the heat, but her cunt looked like it was very wet. I could almost see her juices leaking from her honey hole.

She then lowered her hand to her snatch and ran her finger around her vagina. She circled her clit in an ever closing spiral. When she reached the center of her clit she started rubbing it while she tilted her hips in time with her finger.

I was mesmerized. She was making me so incredibly excited. I noticed that my dick was so hard that it hurt. I was so wrapped up in watching Jill's private show being performed especially for me that I didn't care if anyone else saw it. Especially after I saw Jill smile lustily when she looked directly at it.

It appeared that she was now playing to my hardon instead of me. She seemed to be just as mesmerized by my cock as I was by her show. I was drawn back to her show when I saw her finger move from her clit and disappear completely inside of her pussy. She was wiggling it around inside of her for a little while. She then finger fucked herself for a minute or so.

She looked me straight in the eye while she pulled her finger from her snatch and raised her hand to her mouth. She smiled just before she opened her mouth, stuck her finger in, and sucked it clean of her cuntcum.

She had a quick thought and quickly pushed two fingers into her pussy. After finger fucking herself a few times, she again sucked her fingers clean. She held up three fingers as she gave me a knowing smile and was moving her hand down when Jack began to sit up.

Jill quickly closed her legs and relaxed. She gave me a wistful look as she slowly shook her head.

I let my hardon die a lonely death. I finished off the last sip of wine in my glass and leaned back. Jill and I traded looks. I tried to convey the fact that someday I was going to lick her cunt and clit until she begged me to stop.

The way she looked at my crotch while licking her lips I was sure that she was letting me know that she was going to suck my balls dry one day soon.

Both Jack and my wife got their second wind and sat up. We began chatting about anything and nothing the way close friends do. Jack mentioned that in Scandinavia, during the winter, people would go out and roll in the snow after basking in the sauna.

As we continued to chat, Jill suddenly stuck her chest out at me again. I made a point of staring at her tits. Her nipples got even bigger, they looked like they could key a car.

I raised my hands up and did a grab and knead motion as if I was fondling her breasts. She did an exaggerated swoon to say 'your turn'.

My wife gave me a small push. I looked at her and she nodded toward Jill. I stood up, walked to her, reached down, and started fondling her breasts. She turned toward me as I sat next to her, my hands never leaving her tits.

As though we were in some kind of unchoreographed dance, Jack got up and sat next to my wife. He was fondling her breasts in a way that said he had wanted to do so for a long time.

Ann had her eyes closed and a smile on her face. That was my cue to forget about what is happening over there and concentrate on Jill. As my eyes were leaving her I noticed Ann's hand reaching for Jack's cock.

I closed in on Jill and kissed her sexually for the first time. The more passionately I gave, the more passionately she returned. I moved my hands from her tits and wrapped my arms around her. We were soon in a lover's clinch.

I felt her hand move to my thigh. She was tentatively moving her hand closer to my manhood. She stopped just short of her goal. She was waiting for permission to continue.

This was no longer flirting. If she moved her hand to my penis she would be officially telling me to fuck her. I pulled my face back far enough to look at her and let her look at me. Her face was a study of indecision. I quietly said, "It's your decision to make. But know this, once we start, it will *not* be a one night stand. I will become a permanent part of your sexual life. But we'll remain friends no matter what you decide."

Her face cleared. She has made her decision. I must have said what she wanted to hear. She deliberately moved her hand and wrapped it around my hard cock. Jill smiled at me as she began to stroke her hand up and down my cock. "I was really hoping you'd do that," I whispered. I looked at her and smiled back.

I gently kissed her as I put my hand on her knee. I slowly ran my hand up her inner thigh. She opened her legs to grant me access to her playground. I cupped her pussy and then gently massaged her mound.

I ran a finger up and down her slit. Her pussy was swollen from the excitement, my finger easily dipped into her love canal. I then sought out and easily found her clit. She had a shuddering orgasm so fast that it surprised me. I again dipped into her pussy.

I pulled my finger out, causing Jill to moan in frustration, and put it in my mouth for my first taste of Jill's sex. When I smiled at her while I licked my finger clean, she leaned in close and whispered in my ear.

"I can't wait for you to get a taste straight from the source," she purred.

I thought, "Why not?"

I knelt down and pushed her knees apart far enough for me to get in and lick her pussy. I happened to catch a glimpse of the clock on the wall. "Oh shit!" I exclaim.

I stand up and say loud enough for everyone to hear, "It's fifteen minutes until closing time. I really hate to break this up, but we certainly don't want him to come down here and see us doing what we were about to do."

My announcement is met with a series of groans and expletives.

"I know," I said. "I'm not happy either. But in the meantime I would like to propose another first for tonight. There are six inches of fresh, fluffy snow out there. It's dark outside. The back door opens out to the back yard. Let's go out and finish our sauna the old fashioned way. Who's with me?"

"Roll in the snow?" my wife asked.

Jill jumped up and exclaimed, "I'm in!"

Jack didn't look too enthused, but said, "Oh hell. I suppose I should try it at least once."

My wife looked at us one by one and said, "You're all fucking crazy! Fuck it! I guess I'm crazy too."

We all went out the back door, and before we lost our courage, we fell down and rolled in the snow. Jack and my wife immediately got up and ran back inside. Jill watched them go. She then perked up and grabbed my hand. She pulled me around the corner where we wouldn't be seen from inside. She got down on all fours and growled, "I'm horny, my pussy's wet, and it's cold out here. Hurry up and fuck me!"

She then got into the face down, ass up position. I certainly didn't need an engraved invitation. I knelt down in the snow behind her and placed the end of my pecker tight against Jill's opening.

I said, "This is the point of no return. Any further and it can't be undone."

She answered by pushing herself back. She impaled herself on my hard cock.

"Hurry up and fuck me! I'm so excited that I will cum faster than at any time in my life!" Jill begged.

I started pumping my cock in and out of her wonderful pussy. I reached down and around and began fingering her clit.

"I don't need that," she moaned. "I'm sure that I'll cum soon just from your big cock."

I kept fingering and told her, "Hush! I just want you to cum for me! Oh God! Your cunt feels so good! I'm going to blow my load in record time!"

I knew that we didn't have much time. Beside the fact that I didn't want Ann to come looking for us, it's damn cold. Fortunately, Jill was really revved and started cumming very quickly.

"Okay! Now! CUM! Cum for me!" I growled to Jill.

With that I started pumping my cum into her glorious pussy. I'm not sure just where it all came from, but I just kept cumming and cumming. I may have been egged on by the quiet mewling sounds that Jill apparently makes when she begins to cum. She quickly got very quiet.

As I began to come down from my orgasm, I heard Jill as she began to breathe again. She came so hard that she had held her breath. She later told me that it wasn't a conscious effort on her part to hold her breath, instead her orgasm was so intense that she really couldn't breathe.

I stood up and then bent down to help Jill stand. Together we headed for the door. Just before we got there we turned to each other in unison and kissed the kiss of lovers pledging to do this whenever we can.

I then apologized for cumming so quickly. I told her that I usually last much longer. She told me that she was used to it. Jack was lacking in the stamina department. Besides, she did cum and we didn't have the time tonight anyway. I could take longer next time we got together.

When we got back inside we were shivering as we ran back to the showers and turned them to hot. We had stayed out a bit too long. But I would do it over in an instant.

After we got dressed we came out of our respective locker rooms to find our spouses waiting for us. They had gotten dressed as we were showering. I checked the floor to see if Jill had left a cum trail. She had a thigh gap, so that when my cum dripped out of her it would fall straight down, not on her thighs. There were only a couple questionable spots on the floor.

Jill and I called both Ann and Jack pussies for running back in so quickly. They both called us crazy fucking idiots for staying out so long. Jill and I giggled at the thought, we were both crazy, and we both certainly had been fucking. And we probably were idiots.

It was a sexually charged ride home. When Jack dropped us off at home, Ann and I walked in the back door. She jumped me and told me to fuck her brains out.

Our clothes were strung out from the door to the bedroom. We got into bed in record time. We were both sauna level squeaky clean. We were kissing and pawing at each other like a couple of teenagers.

"Please fuck my brains out! After I push-started you to finally start something with Jill, I watched you play with and kiss Jill. It made me so damn horny! I need you to eat my pussy," she begged.

I didn't have to worry about foreplay. She was revved up, extremely wet, and as horny as I'd ever seen her.

I went directly down to her cunt and started licking. I was so pleased that she had started shaving her snatch for me. I had only just begun stimulating her clit when she had her first orgasm. I was easily able to make her cum and cum and cum. She was cumming harder than she had in years. I don't know how many times she came, but I lost track of time and didn't care.

There seemed to be a cloak of desperation covering her. I've never heard her beg like that. Her raw emotions seemed to be completely exposed. I wanted to replace her desperation with a feeling of contentment.

When she had had enough head, she told me to stop and ram my cock into her hot pussy. Instead of going up right away, I stayed down on her and made her cum three more times before I crawled up and gave her a kiss. She licked my face and told me that I tasted like her cunt.

I lined my dick up with her hole and pushed it slowly in. She made her growl-moan that she only makes when she has turned into a literal 'fucking' monster.

She raised her legs up and over so that her feet were near her ears. She hooked her elbows behind her knees to keep her legs up there. Her pussy was fully exposed and open for me to pound away. She wanted me to bruise her cervix whenever she got into this position. Wow. She really was worked up and horny.