Chapter 5
The sauna was empty, which didn't surprise Laura. The guests who weren't still at the rec hall dancing were probably in bed. Either sleeping or fucking. She envied the women who were getting their clits licked. She hoped all of them were getting a good fuck.
Her encounter with Burt started well enough. Too bad it had to end on such a sour note. She sure would have liked for him to get her off a couple of times with his tongue.
Well, guess I'll just have to wait, she thought. Maybe another man who-likes to lick pussy will come along soon. Sure wish Abby and Gwen and I could get together and do each other. Truth be told, I prefer a woman's tongue in my pussy to a man's. Women don't pussyfoot around and act as if they're doing you a big favor. They get right to it and make sure you have a good orgasm.
She hung her clothes in a locker and wrapped herself in a towel. She adjusted the temperature control on the sauna, then stuck her head in the door of the massage room.
The masseuse sat in a large leather chair, reading a book. She looked up when the door opened.
"I'm going to use the sauna, then I'll be in for a massage," Laura said.
The masseuse smiled and nodded. "I do not have many customers on Saturday night," she said, her voice tinged with a Scandinavian accent. "Take your time."
Laura removed the towel from her body and wrapped it around her head like a turban. When she opened the door of the sauna, the heat hit her like a blast furnace.
She sat on one of the wooden benches and began to sweat almost immediately. The red-tinted bulbs gave the stark room an eerie, almost hellish atmosphere. She breathed in the raw heat and experienced a moment of panic when her lungs felt as they were boiling.
Her flesh began to tingle as her pores opened in the smothering heat. Sweat dripped into her eyes and ran in rivulets between her tits and down her naked body. She enjoyed a sauna once she got over her initial moment of panic. She endured the stifling heat until she felt as limp as an old dish rag. Then she opened the door and breathed in the cool air with a sigh of relief.
She discarded the towel, holding her hair, and stepped into the shower stall. The shower had a nozzle on each wall and one overhead. She set the water temperature to lukewarm and basked in the surrounding spray. She began to rub herself briskly with both hands as her body slowly cooled.
Her fingers lingered on the tips of her nipples for a moment, then she put both hands between her legs. She grunted softly as she caressed the tenderness between her thighs. She spread the inner lips of her cunt and rubbed the tip of her finger up and down the moist furrow. She spread her legs a little wider and eased her finger deep into her hole. She withdrew her finger and caressed the erect bud of her clitoris. The sensation made her knees weak. She felt a gush of juice in her dilating hole. She tilted her head back and let the water pour over her face as she began to finger her anus. She inserted her finger into the tight passage and groaned out loud.
"Don't get yourself turned on!" she muttered. She snatched her hands out of her crotch and changed the water temperature to ice cold. The frigid needles of water shocked her nervous system. "Jesus!" she gasped, shuddering under the savage impact of the cold water.
She turned off the water and jumped out of the shower. She grabbed a clean towel from the rack and began to rub her frigid body vigorously. She wrapped a clean towel around her body and went into the massage room.
"Ah, there you are," the masseuse said. She slipped a bookmark between the pages of her book and stood. "I am Erica Hansen. Did you enjoy the sauna?"
"Very much," Laura said. "I wish I had one at home."
"You should try diving into a cold lake after the sauna," Erica said. "It is an experience like you have never known."
"I would probably die of shock," Laura laughed. "A cold shower is bad enough."
Erica Hansen was a striking woman. Tall and shapely, muscular almost, certainly athletic, decidedly feminine. Her white-blonde hair hung to her shoulders in loose, natural curls. Her blue eyes were large and bright. Her pink, wholesome complexion showed no sign of blemishes or cosmetics. Her shoulders were broad, and her breasts were high and hard without a bra, even though she had to be in her thirties, at least. Her narrow waist flared into full, firm hips that tapered into gorgeous legs. She wore only a long white T-shirt that clung to her voluptuous body like a second skin. The name of the resort, written in bright blue letters, undulated up and down the hills and valleys of her breasts.
Laura could see her nipples through the thin fabric of the shirt. She stared openly, thinking of what could be if Erica went both ways. She dismissed the thought as highly un-likely.
Erica caught her look and smiled coyly. "So, get on the table," she said softly. "On your back. I will begin with a facial."
Laura dropped her towel and shivered as the cold air from the air conditioner washed over her. Goose bumps rose all over her body and her nipples stiffened into hard points. She climbed onto the table and lay on her back with her eyes closed.
"The light is too bright, yes?" Erica said. She dimmed the lights and returned to the table.
"Thank you." Laura opened her eyes and looked at Erica. Unexpectedly, she felt a growing wetness in her cunt. "I expected an old hag," she said with a soft chuckle. "This is Saturday night, after all."
Erica laughed, genuinely amused. "Saturday night is not special for me. I rarely go out, even on Saturday night."
"You don't date? Don't you like to dance and party?"
Erica brushed Laura's silky red hair back from the sides of her head. She began to massage slowly, rolling the tips of her fingers around in a slow, shallow circle. "I like to dance and party and have a good time. With the right people. I do not date, not the way you mean."
Laura's heart skipped a beat. Could it be possible? Might she get a tongue in her pussy after all? "Oh, really?" She tried to make her voice sound casual. "You would drive the men wild. You have the looks and body for it."
"I do not like to drive men wild," Erica said with a sexy laugh. "You are also very beautiful. Do you not drive men wild? Why are you not at the dance? Does your husband not like to dance?"
"I'm not married. And I don't have a main man in my life. I keep looking, but I haven't found the one I want. I went to the dance earlier. I danced with a man and went for a walk with him. Then we went to my room. It didn't turn out the way I wanted."
"Do men not satisfy you?"
Laura closed her eyes and swallowed the dryness in her mouth. "They used to. They still do sometimes."
Erica smeared some creamy liquid in the palms of her hands. "Close your eyes and relax." She began to knead Laura's face tenderly.
Laura sighed. "Oh, that feels nice."
"Men are often so clumsy. If they do not satisfy you, how do you relieve your tensions? Do you get a massage every day?"
"Not hardly!" Laura laughed. "Once in a while, I find a man who satisfies me. Should I tell her? What if I misunderstood what she meant? I don't want to create a scene. She decided she would drop a hint and take the chance. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. And she wanted her clit licked so badly. "I have a couple of girlfriends."
Erica's expert fingers left Laura's face and dug into her shoulders. "And they are not here with you?" she asked, definite interest showing in her voice.
"Yes, they are here," Laura said, purring softly. "But they're both married. We haven't had a chance to be alone."
"I see," Erica said. Her fingers worked skillfully, massaging Laura's flesh, toning her muscles, making her body glow with relaxation. "When do you go home?"
"Not for a couple of days," Laura said with a deep sigh. "Too long to wait, if you know what I mean." She hoped she hadn't misjudged Erica.
"Yes, I know what you mean," Erica said softly. "Even one day can be too long when you are hungry." Her hands slid down smoothly and rested lightly on Laura's tits. "I have finished with the facial. Are you ready for the rest of your massage?"
Laura felt her nipples swell immediately.
"Yes," she said, breathing harshly. God, I hope she's not just teasing me! she screamed in her mind.
Erica began to knead Laura's tits gently. "Many women who know me come for massages late at night," she said conversationally. "Or ask me to come to their rooms for a massage. They enjoy the.. .privacy.. .and the special attention I give to them."
Laura opened her eyes slowly. Erica's heavy tits hung directly above her face. Her thick, stiff nipples looked like two hillocks in her tight T-shirt. She wondered if she could get away with nipping one of the buds with her teeth. Or reaching up and fondling the big mounds. She wanted to do both at once. She closed her eyes, vividly aware of the wetness collecting between the lips of her swampy cunt. She nearly trembled with anticipation.
Erica's hands left her tits and a moment later Laura heard the door lock snap sharply. I didn't misunderstand her! she exulted. She's going to do me. God, I hope she uses her tongue, not just her fingers. She parted her thighs slightly and felt the gentle brush of cool air on her wet snatch. She ran her tongue nervously over her suddenly dry lips.
Erica ran her palms over the top of Laura's feet. "Spread your legs, please. A little more. Good."
Erica's hands settled between Laura's thighs. She massaged with the tips of her fingers, working closer and closer to the redhead's crotch. Pleasure coursed up and down Laura's quivering legs. Her toes curled reflexively and the lips of her cunt fluttered excitedly.
"You are very tense," Erica said softly. Her fingers moved slowly, carefully, up Laura's thighs until she was almost pressing them into the moist hair along her slit. "You should relax more."
"I'm trying to," Laura said in a quivering voice.
The back of Erica's hand brushed Laura's twat lightly.
"Oooooo!" Laura muttered softly.
"Did I hurt you?" Erica asked teasingly.
Laura flexed her knees and spread her legs a little wider. "You know you didn't," she whispered.
Erica continued to caress the top of Laura's thighs, running her fingers up and down the crease of flesh between the mound of her cunt and her thighs. Her fingers brushed against the luxuriant growth of hair, sending shudders and additional wild sensations into Laura's body.
"You are very tense here," Erica explained. "The muscles are very tight." She stopped for a moment and trailed the tips of her long fingernails over Laura's mound. "Would you like me to massage you here? I will, if you wish."
Laura took a deep breath and nodded. "I think you want to as much as I want you to." She knew she sounded muddled. She was. With passion. She also knew that Erica understood what she meant.
"Yes," Erica said simply.
Erica placed her hand over Laura's cunt mound. Her long, expert fingers cupped the gently sloping curve. Her middle finger pressed down firmly, inserting itself between the moist, furry lips.
"You have a lovely body," Erica whispered, her voice a harsh purr. "So soft and firm. And your cunt is so wet. The lips are so delicate.. . like flower petals. Does this feel good?" She rolled Laura's erect clit with the tip of her index finger.
"Oh, God, yes!" Laura cried, drawing her legs up and letting her knees fall to the side. She curled her snatch up, pushing it against Erica's exploring hand. "Wonderful!"
Erica placed a second finger alongside the first and used both to rotate Laura's cunt in a slow circle. She pressed down hard, and the bud of Laura's clit slipped and slid between her fingers. The lips of the redhead's twat fluttered, opening and closing stickily as she caressed them.
"You like when I do this, don't you?" Erica asked.
Laura humped her pussy into Erica's twisting hand. "God, yes!" she whispered hoarsely.
"I make you feel hot? Excited?"
"like a fucking furnace!"
Erica chuckled. Her fingers slid from Laura's clit and skated down the moist, fleshy avenue between the bloated lips of her snatch to her sopping hole. Wetness oozed out. She could feel the waves of humid excitement against her cupped hand.
"How does this feel?" she asked, inserting her finger into the elastic mouth of Laura's cunt.
"Fucking fantastic," Laura breathed.
Erica began to rotate her finger in a slow, steady circle, stretching the hole wide-open. Laura arched her back as she drove her cunt against the blonde's fingers. She felt her nipples harden into a renewed state of intense excitement. Suspense mingled with passion.
"Are you going to lick me?" she asked in a hoarse whisper. She clutched her tits in both hands, squeezing them into fleshy mounds. A surge of throbbing passion washed down into her convulsing body.
Erica pushed her middle finger deep into the bubbling pit of wetness. "I will make love to you however you wish, beautiful little sister," she said as she began to move her finger inside of Laura's cunt.
Laura moaned with disappointment when she felt Erica's finger withdraw from her cunt. Then she cried out softly as she felt the woman's wet tongue begin to lick between her thighs.
"Oh, yes!" she cried, arching her back, smearing her wet cunt against Erica's face. "Lick my cunt, baby! Lick it good!"
Erica's tongue darted eagerly through the wet foliage concealing Laura's slit. She used her fingertips to hold the puffy lips apart and her tongue slithered up and down the slick slit. She licked up her juice and drilled the tip of her tongue into the dilating hole of her cunt. She ran her tongue up the fertile furrow and began to lap Laura's throbbing clitoris.
Laura grabbed Erica's head and locked the woman's mouth against her gyrating groin. The bud of her clit pulsed wildly under Erica's tongue. She humped her crotch against the hot mouth as Erica licked up the drool oozing from the well of her cunt. She arched her back and drove her snatch at the wet spear of Erica's tongue, literally fucking herself on the woman's lesbian caress. Powerful, stirring sensations wracked her tense body.
"Oh, God, " she moaned. "I'm going to cum!"
Erica continued to lick her cunt with a easygoing, calculated lapping motion. She slithered her tongue gently up and down, starting at her hole and brushing the pointed wedge of her tongue over her vibrating clit. The savory taste of titillated cunt filled her mouth as she sucked up the oozing wetness. The swishing sound of her intimate licking filled the otherwise quiet room. She relished the feel of the redhead's thighs around her neck and the clawing fingers entangling themselves in her silky blonde hair. She put her hands under Laura's ass and lifted her, bringing her cunt to her lips. She guzzled her juice as if sipping from a delicate cup.
"I'm cumming!" Laura cried as she tightened her legs around Erica's neck. She began to hump furiously up and down, and her orgasm exploded all over the other woman's face. "Oh, God! Ooohhh! I'm cumming!"
Erica continued to lick until the quivering spasms of Laura's orgasm subsided. She untangled herself from Laura's thighs and lifted her to examine her handiwork.
Laura's cunt was a sodden mass. The lips lay wide open. Saliva and pussy juice oozed from her hole and dribbled down the crack of her ass. Her belly heaved fitfully, like a tense drum skin fluttering from the driving tempo of her sexual crescendo.
Laura pushed herself up on her elbows and gave the masseuse a bright, happy smile. "Thank you," she said softly. "You really know how to please a woman."
Erica smiled and whisked her T-shirt over her head in a single fluid motion. Her massive, firm tits tumbled out and dangled freely, swaying from side to side. Her cunt felt like a lava pit.
"Pleasing a woman is my specialty," Erica said. "I do not often let a man put his cock in me. Do you also like to please a woman?" she asked hopefully.
Laura slid off the table and fondled Erica's tits as she kissed the woman. "Lie down and I'll show you just how well I can please a woman," she said with a sexy chuckle.
"Would you not like to do a 69?" Erica asked.
"Yes," Laura said with a big smile. "But I'll suck you off first so we start even."