Mixed Bathhouse Ch. 20

Literotica really needs a bi-sexual tag.

Ava was still on vacation when I called Patrick on a Monday, when he said he would be coming with a new woman. I told him about the couple that had also signed up, without mentioning how the woman looked amazingly like the blonde woman I had seen during my second visit. A woman who after being fucked in front of a crowd in the steam bath was totally drunk from sex when she left the heat. Warning her about how slippery the wet floor could be with wet feet, it was obvious her mind was still lost in a fog of pure animal pleasure.

Thinking about a new woman being available was somewhat intriguing, since whatever applied when enjoying Ava would not be particularly relevant. This is not exactly a trap, but assuming one woman is like another is a much bigger error than thinking one man is like another. On the other hand, being introduced by another man meant a certain advantage, regardless of what happened during the visit.

I had just smoked a bowl when seeing Henry undressing, the man that had told me so much about Ava during my second visit. Saying hello, telling him she was still on vacation, but that a new woman should be coming. The weed had already started wrapping tendrils around my cock when he said he knew about her, since he had been with her yesterday. Like with Patrick, I did not really ask questions about this new person per se, but since he had played with her, asking about his impressions was fine.

We both enjoy talking about women in explicit detail, watching each other getting off. He basically said she was sexy like Ava, and sucked cock. I smiled, saying head was great and not something enjoyed recently. By now, my interest was growing, but kept to a couple of practicalities, such as when she might arrive or did she enjoy oil like Ava. The answer to the first question was not known, but the second question turned out to be not really, so I left my baby oil in the backpack in the locker.

As it turned out, she arrived maybe a half hour after that locker room exchange. Seeing Patrick and her in the locker area, we made introductions before I remembered something forgotten to give him last time. Getting the porn DVD, I saw Laura pulling up and taking off her top, exposing lovely braless breasts with largish nipples. Different from Ava's, but just as lovely to openly look at, before walking away to let them undress without my presence.

A reality of a sex club that allows single men is that some one of them just don't know how to behave. I have laughed at how six men follow a naked woman like ducklings, all apparently thinking this somehow improves their odds of having sex. Not that I have any objection to seeing a new naked woman by any means, but crowding by strangers is not particularly desirable.

Sitting outside the smoking on the bench against the wall, I heard Laura order a coke and vodka, then held the door open as she went inside the smoking room to smoke. The sight of her sitting was similar to Ava, legs wide, smiling, inviting attention. She certainly had mine as I began to stroke her thighs and upper body, looking at her pussy. You really cannot know what a turned on woman looks like between her legs until she is turned on, but Laura was happy to pull her pussy lips open to give a better view of her pink interior.

A pink that was soon glistening, though now playing with her tits, my attention shifted to her chest as she began stroking my inner thighs teasingly. She finished her drink before I finished my beer, saying she had no interest in the sauna. At least that was what others confirmed, since Laura was even worse than Ava in terms of sharing a language to communicate in. We enjoyed talking in the sense of being comfortable getting turned on in a group, including several men who had already played with her yesterday.

A group that grew in the porn room, with her sitting in the middle of the room as we all sat around her. Mutually masturbating, stroking our cocks as she touched her pussy, she moved to kneel before the nearest man, stroking then sucking his now stiff rod. She shifted to the man next to me, making it easy to start playing with a hanging breast as she went down on his cock.

Seeing how she was playing with herself, my hand slid down, fingers spread to touch along her labia and inner thighs. She used a now free hand to start stroking my length, using her wetness to make her clit sippery. Her distracted grip on my cock was an indicator of how exquisite the blow job must have become, as nothing feels better than the mouth of a turned on cock sucker.

My finger tip had begun probing her tight entrance, her face looking up at me before her welcoming used mouth surrounded my cock in pure bliss. A shared state as my finger went deeper, the feel of a turned on pussy around my finger being irresistible, especially when the woman is wonderfully turned on. Her skill brought me close to the edge, so I pulled her head off my cock, having her raise herself on her knees, breasts close at face height.

This initial tit sucking was intended to explore, discovering how she enjoyed variety, like having as much as her tit sucked in as possible, tongue sliding over a hardening nipple. She used an arm to hold my head against her chest, with me reaching around her neck. Her untied black hair was luxurious, a true delight to caress while sucking her tit. We continued like this for several moments, separating as she went to suck the next cock, my finger slowly leaving her wet softness.

Henry was the last man she sucked, and he too almost came. She then laid on the mats, legs spread and knees up, so I went between them to start licking her wet pussy. After a couple of minutes, a man approached, so I moved back as Laura handed him a condom. Which turned out to be strawberry scented, a pleasant scent that faded into the background as he fucked her.

She switched positions, riding his cock, being the one fucking him, as compared to the start. Riding him in the most open fashion imaginable, hands on his shoulders, just grinding and sliding in pure sluttiness. His hands covered her breasts, providing support to increase her leverage against his cock. His hips started bucking as she appeared to cum with him, slamming her cunt up and down on his wet shaft, moaning.

After that, she went to where Patrick was sitting, going down on him. Following an extended period of us stroking to how she was giving head and playing with herself, she stood up with a smile, saying she needed to get something to drink, and smoke a cigarette, ending the first of what became three amazing sessions of hot sex. She went to the shower area while I went to the bar to order a beer.

Seeing an hour had passed was not really a surprise after years of enjoying group sex in bathhouses, but a definite indication of how extraordinary that session had been. As it turned out, this initial session was more an introduction to her fantastic abilities, though still a true highlight of my experiences at this sauna. The best sex is not really possible to rate after achieving a certain level, though different encounters do have different characteristics. My original encounter here with Ava was a true first, while having sex with Laura simply involved the first time having sex with her.

Ava has a definite pattern to how she enjoys her time in the sauna, a pattern followed wherever she is playing. Laura's pattern differed, in much the same way that she was happy to use her mouth on us too. Sitting with legs spread, the way her pussy looked now provided a glorious view of a turned on woman. She was the second woman I have met who was just as slutty as any man in a bathhouse.

We still did not communicate particularly well with words, but her smiles and reactions were delightful. There is something quite seductive about having sex with a woman based on a mutual desire to get off, words playing a minor role, naked body responding to another body. Laura still had no interest in either the dry sauna or steam bath, and after smoking a couple of cigarettes with another glass of coke, returned to the porn room.

She attracted roughly the same number of men as an audience, with me sitting at the center of the lower bench, the same spot as before. It provided an excellent view, and Laura moved around much more than Ava, who generally laid on her back as she played with multiple cocks while getting her pussy licked or fucked.

Passive would not be the right word for how she acted at the start of this second session, inviting attention instead of moving around a group of naked men. A number of them for the second day in a row, completely understanding why with all of us starting to get irresistibly horny. I did not regret not being here on Monday, though if I had been, the odds of returning would have been excellent, without considering what happened later.

Henry sat on the floor next to her, and they were soon kissing, fingers caressing pussy and cock. Seeing her kiss a man I knew was a thrill, getting harder at the idea of kissing her too. Pulling back, she had him return to sitting in the corner chair, kneeling between his legs. Putting a condom on his cock, giving him an erotic blow job as he kept fingering her pussy.

When they finished without quite cumming, she returned to the center of the mats, knees and shoulders up, looking incredibly seductive in a way that invited a group to participate. I took the opportunity to go down on her, mainly getting familiar with her pussy, already planning on my face returning to her open cunt. She appreciated my efforts, that ended somewhat quickly to allow others to play with her available fuck hole.

Now on the floor, closer to her than before, I watched her kiss a couple of men, and go down on a couple of cocks. Seeing her fingers spreading her labia, exposing her pink tunnel in invitation to anyone was a thrill, knowing one reason it looked so ready involved having just gone down on it. The openness at a sex club is one reason such places can become so wonderfully irresistible.

Sitting up, she reached her arm around me, her face nearing mine. Our kissing started in a gentle merging that went much further as our tongues played. We knelt against each other, arms holding the other firmly as the kissing deepened, in the natural way that good kissing seductively invites. An invitation to enjoy great kissing as mouths connected, minds losing focus, playing between each other's legs. As my hands roamed, her thick hair was exquisitely tempting. More or less an afro, soft and yielding, with a natural smell that was perfection. She was not wearing any make up either, something that appeals to me immensely, and is definitely standard at a sauna.

After an almost endless interval, unsure of myself, I moved my head backwards a bit. Causing her to lean further to tongue me more deeply, reassuring me in the best way we were both under the same spell. Our kissing reminded me wonderfully of the first couple of women I kissed, something not experienced for decades. Both my ex-wife and bi friend were fairly gentle kissers, never really trying to be an equal in a game.

Laura however, understood how kissing works best, surrendering and taking charge in an endless dance of oral sensations, enhanced by how we kept touching, both bodies in full frontal contact. She moved back, letting go of my cock with a sigh, promptly me to give her one last kiss after sliding my finger out of her tight pussy. She was likely even tighter than Ava was the thought that came to me, who also had an entrancingly tight fuck hole.

She played with a couple more cocks before having Henry lay on the floor. She started sucking his bare cock, making him quiver as she deep throated him. Opening a condom, she covered his cock, the best method for protected sex being exactly what she was doing. Spit is by far the best lube using a latex condom, only slowly drying. This being a technique used from the time I started having to use latex condoms, instead of lamb skin (which had a really good lube with a distinctly unpleasant taste and smell.

The view was perfect, her hand gripping the base of his rigid shaft as she positioned herself to start sliding down his length, her face reflecting how much pleasure his cock provided. She ended up riding him to orgasm, moving her hips in a thrusting rhythm, tits bouncing. Watching her fuck with such talent was incredbily hot, using Henry to get off, moaning what sounded something between AY and OY, a sound familiar from porn involving Spanish speaking women.

Porn is its own subject for another time, but good porn with real sex is not easily found. Having found this sauna, my belief regarding the quality of porn I enjoyed had been confirmed by watching different women, most nameless, getting off, both with others and alone.

Henry came at some point, and she lifted her body off his. He just lay there, in bliss, as she returned to the center of the mats. By now, the audience was smaller, and no one approached her, prompting her to ask if anyone had any idea what to do next? Grinning, I said pussy licking is always fun, kneeling between her open thighs to go down on her.

She was leaning back on her hands when another man approached. Soon, she was taking his cock past her lips as he played with a tit. He did not cum before pulling back, much as I had not cum when she went down on me. Extending the amount of time playing with someone is part of learning how to have the most fun at a bathhouse, at the minor risk of not orgasming before leaving, Personally, I much prefer a couple of hours of extended sexual contact than cumming after 15 minutes.

She soon lay back, her body showing how much she was enjoying my mouth pleasuring her. This soon grew into her turning into a complete slut, wanting nothing except for my tongue to keep licking her. I reached around her thighs to play with her tits, looking at her horizontal face, lips parted as she made the sort of animal sounds that a woman in paradise cannot stop.

We entered a state of total pleasure, mouth on her pussy, lost in her sounds and how she moved. This had happened with Ava too, women willingly enslaved by my skill, something that never happened with my ex-wife. She had been quite resistant to me going down on her. Going down on pussy is one of the things I love when having sex with a woman, especially when able to make her cum.

Which became amusing, as she gasped, mouth on her slutty pussy, moaning if I made her cum, the day would be over. I raised my head, saying that would be unfortunate, before lowering my mouth, making her gasp again at the contact. After a few seconds in which her uncontrolled orgasming hung in the balance, my head rose again, telling her a third session sounded perfect, before briefly tongueing her clit, making her almost orgasm.

Helping her sit up, I took advantage of the situation to slide a finger over her slippery slit, making her eyes flutter closed, lips parting, her body surrendering willingly before I stopped. Looking at her, seeing her shaky expression, I smiled and said "Just once more," making her moan and shudder as my finger slid over her wet clit.

These are the sorts of games I love to play with a woman. Even if this time, needing to stop several times before she could cum before separating, ending the second session. Realizing that only now was I thinking about interruptions like poppers, definitely viewing them as unnecessary compared to the intense satisfaction we were all sharing.

Between the second and third session, the chance arose to talk a bit about Laura, who did come from the Spanish speaking Carribean. She was basically the same age as Ava, and certainly shared the same open style. The intensity of how Laura played with almost no break was something unfamiliar to me, and deeply attractive.

The third session soon turned into her fucking and sucking two men in front of us. Laura was the one doing the fucking on her hands and knees, moving back and forth in glorious rhythm, both men enslaved by her skill. Odd as it might sound, this was the first time seeing such a MFM threesome in person, with Laura being the reason it was happening, not either man.

This was typical of the group sex experienced here, something I do not consider a gang bang. Ava and Laura were very much active participants, not passive receptables of male lust. They both wanted multiple partners to freely have sex with over hours, giving and getting in equal measure. Which is how the best sex happens, between partners who understand both roles are irresistible.

When that threesome ended, she did not really pause before going down on Steve. He could not resist her skill either, cumming while still in her mouth, though most of his cum spurted over her tit as she rubbed his slippery shaft over her dark erect nipple.

I was the next to kiss her, just a few moments after Steve came from her cock sucking. This was the first time kissing a woman knowing a man had just cum from her skillful head, without a condom, unlike with Henry. Laura was getting more turned on, and condoms were becoming less important. Fingering her wet cunt as we kissed, pushing my tongue past hers, exploring inside her mouth. Dirty kissing of the best kind, her liquid soft fuck tunnel contracting against my moving finger.

We were equally delighted to have found a skilled partner, two sex club sluts who knew how to play for hours. She lay back down, and I shifted position, wondering how much time had passed. The train schedule was impacted by work on the tracks both between the two cities, both rail and streetcar, and as happens, any sense of time had disappeared while kissing her.

Seeing her laying back on the mats with legs spread wide to take another covered cock was tempting, but when looking at a clock, the time had entered the margin involving leaving without too much stress. A final treat was watching how Laura was on her knees in the locker room, giving Patrick a really hot blow job.