**Steamy Sauna Surprise**

I never thought I’d be the kind of guy to hook up in a sauna, but here I was, sweating buckets next to Lia—a short, brown-haired girl with the most perfect perky tits I’d ever seen. We’d been flirting for weeks at the gym, stealing glances between sets, and today, when she followed me into the empty sauna, I knew something was about to go down.

The heat was already unbearable, but the second she slid onto the bench beside me, her thigh pressing against mine, it felt like my blood was boiling. Her skin glistened under the dim orange light, her nipples hard beneath her tiny towel. I could smell the salt of her sweat, mixed with something sweet—her arousal.

“It’s so fucking hot in here,” she breathed, her voice low and teasing.

“Yeah,” I agreed, my eyes locked on her lips. “You should take that towel off.”

She smirked, then slowly untucked the fabric, letting it pool around her hips. Her tits bounced free—small, round, with nipples that were already stiff and begging to be touched. I didn’t wait for permission. I palmed one, rolling her nipple between my fingers, and she let out this desperate little moan, arching into my hand.

“You like that?” I murmured, pinching harder.

“Fuck yes,” she gasped, her eyes fluttering shut.

One hand slid down her stomach, fingers dipping under the towel still clinging to her hips. She was already wet—so wet I could feel the heat of her pussy through the fabric. I tugged the towel off completely, letting it drop to the floor. Her cunt was slick, her lips swollen, and when I dragged a finger through her slit, she jerked against me with a whimper.

“God, you’re already dripping,” I growled, circling her clit with my thumb.

Her whole body tensed, her mouth falling open in that perfect fucking ahegao expression—tongue out, eyes rolling back. “Ohhh fuck, don’t stop, don’t stop—”

I didn’t. I kept rubbing her clit, fast and rough, watching her sweat-slicked skin tremble. She was panting now, her thighs squeezing around my wrist as she fucked my fingers desperately. Then, without warning, she came, her pussy clamping down around nothing as she let out this high, sweet cry.

But I wasn’t done.

I grabbed her hips and spun her around, bending her over the wooden bench. Her ass was perfect—round, glistening with sweat, and when I spread her cheeks, her pussy was still throbbing, glistening with her own juices. I didn’t hesitate. I lined my cock up with her entrance and slammed inside in one rough thrust.

She screamed, her back arching, and I could feel how tight she was, how her cunt clenched around me like a vise. “Fuck, you feel insane,” I groaned, grabbing her hips and pulling her back onto my dick.

The sauna heat made everything slick—her sweat, her pussy, the way my cock slid in and out of her with this filthy, wet sound. I fucked her hard, my balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. Her moans were getting louder, more broken, and when I reached around to pinch her nipples, she nearly sobbed.

“I’m gonna—I’m gonna cum again!” she wailed, her voice cracking.

“Yeah? Then do it,” I growled, pounding into her even harder.

Her body locked up, her cunt spasming around my cock as she came, her juices dripping down my shaft. The sight of her like that—totally wrecked, drooling, eyes rolled back—was too much. I buried myself deep and came with a groan, filling her up as she shuddered beneath me.

We collapsed onto the bench, both of us panting, sweat-slicked and spent. Lia turned her head, her lips curling into a lazy smirk.

“We,” she said, “are doing that again.”