Christie & Fergus / 01
Christie was acting up again, and in hindsight, the sauna was probably not the best place to have brought her.
It had started in the changing rooms, when she was peeling off her micro-thong, which hid nothing of her shaved pussy.
“Oh no!” she had declared. “It’s got caught on my clit ring.”
Just loud enough that the two other couples in the changing area could clearly hear her, so drawing lingering glances from the husbands, which she had returned with a coy flutter of her eyelashes.
“Could you help me?”
Fergus had got down on his knees to find out what was wrong and discovered that the thong had become entrapped around the piercing.
“Oh yeah, baby, that’s it!” she had breathed huskily as Fergus extracted the string from the metal loop.
Christie's eyes had been staring directly at the cock of one of the husbands as Fergus had unraveled the cloth, her words sent a pulse of blood to the flaccid member causing it to swell.
The wife tutted and pushed a towel at her husband, breaking his concentration and deflating his member faster than if it had been plunged into a glass of icy water.
That had only been the start of her ‘fun’.
Secretly, Fergus enjoyed her antics, seeing the reaction of those around them and the arousal she caused him, but sometimes she had to be reminded to behave!
When they had taken their first “Aufguss”, Christie had sat on the lower step, between Fergus’s legs, so he could massage her shoulders.
As the session had proceeded and the sweat was dripping from almost every pore, she slipped up onto his step, squeezing her tight little buttocks between his legs. Fergus’s semi-flaccid cock woke up and as it began to swell it slipped between her cheeks.
Christie proceeded to clench and unclench her buttocks, teasing the tip of his cock.
It was all Fergus could do not to grab her bum and drag her onto his cock and fuck her there and then.
Across from them, one of the female guests had spotted Christie’s antics but, instead of looking away, she watched with a little smile.
Under the guise of rubbing down some sweat, one of her hands slipped down between her crossed legs, hidden from everyone else. Her face was already flushed from the heat, but the way her eyes fluttered it was obvious she was wiping sweat from somewhere else.
“Stop it!” Fergus growled in Christie’s ear as his hand grabbed the back of her neck and pushed her back down onto the step below.
The woman opposite looked a bit disappointed, but as Christie moved down a step, she caught sight of Fergus’s erect cock before Christie blocked the view.
Her eye caught Fergus’s and she licked her lips. Uncovering her legs, she exposed her damp pussy to the two of them; its labia slightly puffy with arousal.
Christie looked round at Fergus and he could tell that she was in a mood to play. He wondered what the outcome would be if he shook his head, and whether she would heed his decision or run the risk of punishment.
But to be honest, he was feeling horny too, and the thought of setting her the task to pleasure this woman had a certain appeal.
He gave her a nod, but holding up a finger, he signalled that there were conditions to his permission.
Christie beamed with happiness and looked back at the woman, licking her own lips in anticipation.
As the “Aufguss” came to an end and everyone headed for the door, Christie shamelessly rubbed up against this woman as they squeezed out the door in the rush to escape the heat.
By the time Fergus had exited the sauna, she had already introduced herself and was whispering something in her new friend’s ear that made her flush.
“Let’s have a shower, then we can have a chat,” instructed Fergus.