The Slut Wife at the Sauna : A First Lesbian Sex Experience

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I never realized just how much I wanted to have sex with another woman until I met Rachel on vacation. I didn’t tell my husband about it but he knew I was turned on as hell because he was the beneficiary of that! I was so horny all the time, and then the stars aligned so that I ended up naked in the sauna with her! Before long, I was right in the midst of my first lesbian experience and it was incredible!

Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity and includes first lesbian sex, lesbian seduction, wife sex, and more. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this story.

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I certainly never had such clear fantasies, and absolutely not with a real person involved. The thoughts that ran through my mind were out of character for me but that didn't keep me from obsessing about them. My husband got more action that week then he'd ever gotten before. I fucked him when we woke up in the morning and the last thing he felt before he fell asleep was me. I fucked him sometime during the day as well. We were in our forties, and the idea of any vacation being a sex vacation was ludicrous. He must have thought he’d won the lottery.
And then I won.
It happened after a spin cycle class. My husband skipped it but I attended. Evidently nobody at the resort wanted to be healthy so it was just me and Rachel. She looked so damned sexy in a sports bra and the skin-tight riding shorts. It was pure torture getting through the class. I was so goddamned horny, and it wasn’t helpful that the bicycle seat on the machine seemed like it was designed to create enough stimulation on my clit to tease me but not enough to get me any relief. I made it through the hour, though, and when I did, Rachel said the most glorious thing she could have said. “Awesome,” she said. “Let’s hit the sauna.”
I didn't understand just how glorious those words were until a few minutes later when we were in the locker room and she started undressing. Suddenly, the girl I'd been fantasizing about for days straight was naked right in front of me. She was beautiful, beyond beautiful. From head to toe, she was beautiful. I just stared at her lovely little heart-shaped ass and at the curve of her hips. Thankfully, I started removing my clothes before she turned around so she didn’t catch me staring at her like a pervert. I felt slightly embarrassed undressing, and that was strange for me. I had a gym membership back home and I was never one of those women afraid to be naked in the locker room. I wasn't afraid right then, not exactly. I was just acutely aware as my shirt came off and then my bra that I was getting naked with Rachel.