Judith’s POV
When Lester had suggested that we keep seeing each other despite my protests, I had been sure that he was probably looking for the same kind of attachment that I was looking for. The next date, a steam room…I had laughed at the absurdity of it but he said that his friend owned the sauna and we could have a few hours to ourselves.
I had never been to a sauna before so I was pretty excited to see what was going to happen and what would be the experience. Lester was a powerful and virile man who oozed sexuality from every pore and I was helluva attracted to him.
I have removed all my clothing. I wrap the towel around myself, relishing in the feel of its coarse fibres against my naked skin. The tiles are cool under my bare feet. I let out a sigh of content and amble over to the door of the steam room.
When it opens, it lets out a plume of wet vapour that has me reeling back a little. It smells damp, yet slightly tropical. I step in and close the door behind me. It's impossible to see anything, and I stumble blindly for a few seconds, until I feel his hand around my wrist pulling me towards the bench on which Lester is seated. I smile as he pulled me closer to his chest, and we sit like that for a while.
My skin grows damp from the steam, my lips coated in moisture. I sneak a quick look at he. His head is gently leaning against mine, and his eyes are closed, his face the very picture of relaxation. I drift my eyes over the man’s body and feel a tingle go up my spine. He has well defined muscles, the lean kind, and the water on her skin glistens over them in a way that sends a twinge of passion through my core. I snuggle a little closer to he and run my index finger down her chest, to just where the towel wrapped around her waist begins, and slowly slide it underneath. He gives a small short chuckle, and gently remove the finger. I pout. Obviously I'm going to have to try a little harder.
“He are really looking forward to getting f****d, aren’t he, he insatiable little thing?” he prompted.
I shrug her arm off my shoulders and go sit on the other bench, refusing to look at him, and he laughs. "Come on, don't be like that." I ignore his words and look at the wall. He sighed, but I know he is still watching me. I move my shoulders back a little and pull an expression of discomfort.
"It's so hot in here," I mumble, and very slowly remove my towel. I have the satisfaction of seeing his eyes light up as my breasts come into view, and then my p***y. The towel slides over my mound in a way that makes me a little hornier, and I let out a small moan. Leaving the towel on the floor, I spread myself out on the bench and close my eyes. I can feel his heated gaze on me, and letting out a small sigh of contentment, let my fingers drift down to my waiting nether regions. I play with myself for a while, but only enough to tease him. I bite my lip in the way I feel makes me look sexier and slide a finger into myself. I hear him let out a soft growl at the back of his throat, and I look directly into his eyes, put the finger in my mouth and suck it very slowly.
That did it. He stands to attention beneath the towel, and I don't know if he are aware of it, but her hands are gripping the edge of the bench so hard the tips are white. I approach he and straddle he, my pert breasts just in reach of his face. My arms are wound around her neck. I reach down and give he a sensuous kiss. Her strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me closer. I grind my hips into her hardness and he suddenly stand up, whip off her towel, pick me up and lay me down on the floor.
The heat in the steam room is almost making my head spin. The combination of the humidity and our movements has me slightly breathless. He moves over me gently and I feel he poke against my inner thigh. I lift my hips and try and press into he, but he kissed my cheek and whisper, "Not yet." He runs the head of her p***s up and down my slit, and ever so softly press it against my clit under its hood. I let out a small gasp, and he repeat her motions, pressing harder each time. When he moves away I feel a small twinge of disappointment, but that is soon replaced by the warm feeling of her mouth on mine. Her arms slide under my shoulders and we share a passionate embrace on the damp tile floor. But again, he breaks away much too soon and this time I am angry.
"Stop that!" I hiss.
He winked at me, which only serves to infuriate me further.
"It gets he going, though, doesn't it?" he grinned like the cad he was.
I roll my eyes, but my annoyance is soon diffused as he lick his way down my neck and collarbone and come to my breasts. He plant small soft kisses all the way around the smooth globes, taking care to make sure he touch everywhere but the n*****s. Then, finally, he moves to my right breast and graze the n****e with her teeth. I feel the wetness rise below and let out a small "Oh!" He suck at differing intensities, each one yielding a different reaction from me, and bite and kiss the soft flesh. My n****e is soon pink and swollen from the attention he had been giving it. He looks up at me, smile, and then proceed to repeat the treatment on my left breast.
This is driving me crazy. I poke her shoulder with my finger and frown in mock annoyance. He frowns back and we both giggle. He quickly kisses his way down my ticklish tummy, drawing out more laughs, and then he finally reach my p***y. Oh God. Her warm breath hits my hungry clit and my eyes almost roll back into my head. He gently blows on it, and plant a light kiss, before suddenly licking her way over my entire s*x. I moan her name, and he suckle on my clit for a few more seconds before plunging her tongue inside me. He wiggles this way and that, and stroke on the sides of my nub with her long fingers. I am wetter than I have ever been, my passion drawn out by the heat of the steam and of our foreplay, and it's not long before I am very close to climaxing. He forcefully jabs his thumb onto my sensitive button, and I almost -- almost come. I can feel the euphoric feeling rise up, and I quickly detach myself from her lips. I want to come with him inside me.
He was half lying on the floor supported by his elbows, and I am lying on my back, knees up, exposed to him. Her eyes drift over my glistening p***y and I know what he is thinking. But not yet, I tell myself. I quickly stand up and, grabbing his wrist, bringing him up with me. I press myself against he and feel her erection. He murmurs something in my ear and nibbles the lobe.
I kiss her neck, and lick a wet trail down her stomach to her crotch. His swollen c**k awaits me, a tiny bead of precum waiting at the tip, and I lick it eagerly. He twists his hands into my hair and I get onto the serious work, running my tongue around and under her foreskin, kissing and blowing on the head of her c**k, and finally taking he inside my mouth, occasionally rubbing her p***s onto the inside of my cheek or lifting my lips around the glans so it makes a popping noise. I use my hands to massage her balls, and her head is tilted back in pleasure. Eventually I feel he easing me off, and I reluctantly let go. He hauls me up and slam me against the slippery wall, lifting up my leg to allow him better access. We fumble and stumble, but it is just too difficult standing up, and we return to the floor, his weight on top of me like a heavy blanket. He enters me slowly, and move in and out at the same speed, teasing me and herself at the same time. I dig my fingernails into his back as a signal to go faster and he obey, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder, his c**k rubbing against my clit and touching me in all the right places.
This is it, this is what I love, the pure, animalistic f*****g. The guttural moans that are escaping from her throat and the sound of my own shallow breathing as he pumps in and out of me seem like the most beautiful sounds in the world right now. I wrap my legs around her back, and lift up my hips. I am very close now, and I lift my lips up to her ear and whisper a command for he to come inside me. I need to feel her climax, the need is overpowering. He said nothing in response but increase the intensity of her motions. The air is filled with the scent of s*x and sweat and steam, and that familiar feeling builds up in my loins, and I come, writhing underneath he and yelling her name so loudly it bounces off the walls, and the feeling of euphoria is so high that I am surprised when it is increased a few moments later as he explode inside me, her warmth filling me like nothing else can, and he still thrust even as his p***s grows softer, until the last throes of both our orgasms have died away and we lie on the floor, dizzy from the heat, breathless.
My skin has turned pink from staying in the room for too long. I stay on the floor with he for a while longer, and then slowly disengage myself and walk to the shower. The water is cool and refreshing, drumming against my heated skin, and I soon hear the curtain draw back and he step inside with me. He embraced me from behind, kissing my hair and murmuring sweet nothings, and I turn around to face he. My lips find Lester’s and soon all I can hear is the rush of the water and the beating of our hearts.
“Do you think that doing this is correct? With Comet’s treatment and she knowing about us?”
“I know that Comet wants me to be happy. And after all it is not like I am leaving her or letting her go. She is always going to be my girl no matter what…but there is one thing that you need to understand,” Lester said as he stroked my hair and I nodded. I knew what he was going to say…I was a mother myself and I could not imagine that my daughter going through what Comet had.
“That she is always going to be my first priority, despite of whoever comes in my life.”