While I Whisper: The Sauna

I want to tell you a story. Put your hand on your cock. Keep it there. See how long you can last.

You sat on the bench in the sauna, eyes dark, already half-hard, watching like you couldn't believe what you were seeing. Me and her, pressed close, thighs tangled, mouths barely a breath apart. You didn't move. Just stared, lips parted, your cock swelling by the second.

Touch yourself now, baby. Nice and slow. I want you hard for this.

We kissed for you first.

Slow. Deep. Wet. My hand slid up her thigh. Hers slid over my breast. You groaned before we even touched you. Her lips brushed mine again as I leaned back, her fingers dipping between my legs, teasing me open while I cupped her breast and kissed her neck.

Then we turned to you.

We dropped to our knees, one on each side. Your cock was thick now, twitching, desperate. I licked the head while she kissed down the base. Our tongues slow, teasing. Your cock between us, our mouths brushing as we moaned into each other. Then we looked up, licked you. Her mouth at the base, mine at the head. We met in the middle and kissed again, wet, messy, filthy. Tongues sliding against each other, moaning into the kiss as we shared you.

Are you stroking your cock now? I'd be licking the head while she sucked your balls. Both of us moaning.

We wrapped our hands around you, stroked you together. Our tits pressed against your thighs, our tongues sliding along the length of you. When she kissed the tip, I licked it clean. We shared it like we were starving. One hand in each hair.

Stroke it harder now, baby.

You were groaning already, hips starting to twitch Then she looked at me and said, "Sit on his face."

I did. Climbed over your mouth as you tipped your head back, my pussy dripping onto your tongue while she sucked your cock deep. You were completely devoured. You groaned into my cunt, your hands clutching my thighs as your cock pulsed in her throat.

I'm rubbing faster now, baby. I'm wet just from thinking about it. Does it feel good?

She was so beautiful with your cock between her lips. Her tits bouncing as you bucked into her mouth. My hips grinding on your face, my clit slick against your tongue.

Do it now, baby. Stroke that cock for me I want you to imagine both of us tasting you, fucking your face, kissing over your perfect, leaking cock.

You were panting, your hands in our hair, hips twitching.

Then I said it.

"Lie back."

We helped you stretch out across the top bench, your body glistening, muscles tight. She straddled you first. Eased your cock into her soaked pussy with a cry that echoed in the steam. I climbed up too. over your face, thighs open, cunt dripping onto your tongue before I even touched down.

She's on you now. See her? Her knees spread wide, her pussy already soaking your cock. She's lowering herself so slow, so deep. Like she wants you to feel every inch of her. Your breath's shaking. I can see it. You're inside her now, baby. Thick. Full. God, look how you stretch her.

I'm right here. Beside you. My mouth at your ear. My fingers between my legs.

You groaned beneath both of us.

Our mouths greedy on each other. Tongues sliding. Her hips rolling on your cock, mine just beginning to grind against your tongue. I cry out into her mouth, one hand fisting her hair, the other squeezing her breast until she gasps.

She started to ride you, slow and deep, her hands braced on your chest, her head thrown back. I pressed my hips down onto your mouth, moaning when your tongue found my clit, sucking hard like you'd missed the taste of me. I kissed her again--rougher now, our breasts brushing, bodies rocking together as you pulsed inside her and licked me raw.

She's bouncing now. Tits moving, lips parted. She's fucking you like she's waited her whole life for this. You love watching her like that, don't you? How she grinds down, how she clenches around you, how she moans every time your cock hits that spot.

Grab her hips, baby. Pull her down on your cock. Make her take you deeper.

You're throbbing inside her. I can see it. Feel it. And I'm touching myself while I watch. One finger sliding through how wet I am. Just like I was that night, when we took you apart.

Don't come for me yet.

Your mouth full. Cock deep. Hands grasping at both our bodies.

She leans forward now, her breasts pressed to your chest, her mouth at your throat. She whispers how good you feel, how close she is. Her hips keep moving, riding you slow, tight, her slick dripping down your cock.

I keep whispering.

"You love this, don't you? Her pussy milking your cock. My voice in your ear. Both of us taking what we want." Your cock jerks inside her, buried to the hilt.

I love the way you moan and you pump your cock hard and fast, baby.

You were deep, baby. Buried in her to the hilt. I watched the base of your cock shine with her slick. Watched your stomach tense when she circled her hips, milking you slow, knowing exactly what that did to you.

You wanted to fuck up into her, didn't you?

You wanted to grab her ass and slam her down harder. You wanted to feel her lose it on top of you.

Your hand tightens. You're close.

I can feel it in your breath. Your tongue loses rhythm, your hips jerk up into her. She throws her head back. I cry out. My orgasm hits like a wave, sudden and thick, my thighs clamping around your face as I grind, grind.

She's coming too. Groaning your name name as she bucks, coming hard on your cock. Panting, cursing, slamming down onto you as you finally let go, cock pulsing inside her. Hips jerking as you came hard, deep inside, heat flooding through you.

Yeah, fill her baby. Just like that.