[FM] Mutual Masturbation in the Sauna

Some years back when I [F] was struggling for work I got a job in a health club. I planned to only be there temporary but like all things weeks rolled into months etc and I was actually there in the end for just short of two years. It was predominantly frequented by mums while the kids are at school and other than the odd fitness class they tended to use it as a meeting place for coffee and chit chat.

This was not enough to keep the business viable so the management decided to promote the gym to get more men in on the basis they are more likely to work out rather than chat. The idea being that a busy gym will attract more people in general. Made no sense to me but then I’m not management.

The various promotions and advertising did bring in more men but this then had a negative effect on the women cliental. Women in general, being the self-conscious creatures, started to steer completely clear of the gym as more and more men started pumping the iron.

This lead to the management introducing women only sessions. This helped a bit in the gym but had a very positive effect in the spa area. Women become a lot more relaxed to the point it developed into a de facto nudist area. Women would happily enjoy the steam and sauna naked and this soon led to them using the pool without bothering to cover up.

Over a few months this naturism spilled out onto other days when men were about, albeit to their surprise. It started in the steam and sauna room first but soon developed to the whole wet area being nude for both men and women.

The management called us all in to discuss the situation. If anyone was offended they should speak up but they told us that business was really picking up and a Christmas bonus would come our way if it continued.

Most of the staff were young and not too bothered. I had already enjoyed the womens days. After work I would use the exercise machines overlooking the pool. I enjoyed watching the naked women swim by with their asses on show just below the water and I especially loved them floating on their backs with their tits bobbing in the water and their nipples looking up at me.

Time passed and without any written or spoken word everyone assumed the whole spa to be a naturist area all week. I was by now very accustomed to seeing all shapes and sizes of women and men. I’m heterosexual but soon discovered I am somewhere on the spectrum of bi curious and loved looking at the women. There was shaved, trimmed, full bush, big tits, small tits, dark nipples, light nipples and all manner of sizes or areola. I never knew how different and beautiful real women are instead of the media representation.

My preferences changed by the minute. I would see a pair of large tits with massive nipples wishing I had a pair like that and then see a small athletic pair all pert and be envious of them. And how is a woman to decide what the best pair of pussy lips are to look like. I liked them all, neat almost juvenile slits of a tight pussy to giant beefy lips hanging down for all to see, even the lopped sided ones are gorgeous.

The men were also a feast to the eyes. Physiques ranged from the skinny weedlings right through the muscle bound to the, how shall I say, plump. It amazed me how impossible it was to guess a mans cock from his body. There was a complete range of size and shape, cut and uncut, fat and thin, huge and barely visible and you would never match them to the body.

But I have somewhat digressed. The story is about how I found my new fetish. One day it was my turn to check the steam, sauna and hot tub. Most of the work is done in the control room behind the scenes but we also have to check the lights are working and perform a quick clean if no one is using the various areas.

I had done it many times before. Both men and women would often be laid out soaking in the heat with not a care in the world. Surprisingly however, and the naturism had been going on for quite a while, I had never seen a man with an erection.

Me and my SO had often talked about naturism in light of what was going on at work. He had always liked the idea but said it would be impossible for him not to get a boner. Apparently this is very much frowned upon by the naturist community. Naturism is not a sexual activity. It is an expression of your comfort in your own skin. From what I had seen over the last few months, other than my own little fantasies, this is quite true.

On this occasion however as I entered the sauna I immediately saw a man laid on his back on the middle step. He didn’t stir, so I presumed him to be sleeping and presumably having an erotic dream as his naked cock was large and firm. It arced from his groin almost up to his belly button but it was so firm it stood away from his abdomen. His helmet had pushed its way out from his foreskin and his shaft was ribbed with throbbing veins.

Ok, from my description you can tell I looked for far too long but it was screaming at me to look at. It was ages before I even realised there was a woman in the sauna as well. He was probably in his late 20s to early 30s and she was a good 10 years his senior so I guessed they were not together. She was sitting up and glanced my way and smiled and then looked back at his cock too.

She was an attractive woman for her age with the usual middle aged battle against gravity. Her breast hung heavy with large cylindrical nipples aboard puffy areola. Her legs were parted showing me her hairy pussy. Was it glistening with sweat or pleasure?

The man was athletic but not chiselled. I think he was fairly attractive but I didn’t focus too long on his face. He had completely shaved balls and pubic area. Until this job, I never realised that was a thing with men.

His cock twitched. It bent down to his belly and lifted again leaving a bead of precum on his belly and a string of goo back to the opening in the tip of his cock. The woman closed her legs briefly, I guess to squeeze some pressure on her clit. I got a feeling I was spoiling her fun. Without me there I am sure she would be touching herself.

I snapped out of my daze. Quickly restocked the eucalyptus oil for the heater and departed. It was by far the best looking cock I had ever seen. The weird thing was I wasn’t after climbing on board and riding it like a banshee. I just wanted to stare at it.

I mentioned it to a couple of colleagues. They said it was quite common when blokes sleep. Something to do with REM sleep patterns etc. Apparently the women customers either wake them up or throw a towel over them.

From that day on I had a new ritual after work. Instead of going on the gym equipment I would hang out in the spa. At first I was clothed see as I was an employee albeit off duty but I could resist the opportunity to display myself. I kept myself trimmed for neatness although I quite admire a woman with a full bush. My bust is quite large and my nipples are large and protrude all the time.

I would hang around in the sauna or steam room as long as I could bare the heat before having a quick swim to cool down.

Swimming naked is so liberating. I love the feel of the water flowing between my legs and the free weightlessness of my tits in the water.

It took nearly three weeks for me to see my next boner in the sauna. I was already in there when a guy walked in. An older guy and a little overweight. His cock was quite small and surrounded by dark black hair. He sent me a smile and settled down on his back. As he lay there with his eyes closed so I gawped at his cock. It was only about 3 inches long but quite thick. His foreskin was a lot darker than the rest of his body. His ball sack, although not shave was virtually free from hair and the skin made ripple patterns across the surface of his seed banks. They were big and firm. Despite their size they did not hang down between his legs but levitated nicely with his sack pulled up close to his groin despite the heat.

As I watched his cock, it started to move. It pulsed with his heart beat. Each pulse it grew bit by bit. He couldn’t be asleep already could he? Or did he know I was watching and was getting a cheap thrill?

Before long it was standing at full mast. It was different to the other guy. This mans cock stood upright away from him a 90 degrees. I couldn’t believe how much it had grown. It must have been at least twice its flaccid size and the girth was huge. His helmet was fully out of his tight foreskin and like a big ball on a lolly pop stick.

I was turned on but like before, didn’t have the urge to ride it, I just wanted to look.

Some people were just outside the door and I was worried they might come in. As an employee, even off duty, I felt I should do something.

“Excuse me” I called across.

He looked up and quickly realised the issue. He apologised as he sat up and tried to cover it up by holding it. This just made it throb. He stood up off his towel to help with the cover up. He awkwardly wrapped it around himself but the prominent dick refused to make it easy.

The people outside moved on, presumably deciding to take a steam instead.

“Don’t mind me, “ I said, “I was just worried they might walk in and see you. You know how funny some people can get.”

He thanked me and sat back down, his towel now making a tent. He fidgeted uncomfortably before standing up and excusing himself.

“Don’t leave on my account”, I couldn’t believe what I was saying.

He explained he would have to go and sort it out. I guessed what he meant by ‘sort it out’, my SO has to do that quite a lot. With me in there with him it wasn’t going to go of its own accord he told me.

Flattered by his remarks I spread my legs. My cleanly shave lips parted and my open pussy stared at him. He looked back right into it. He glanced to the door to check for anyone else coming and once satisfied the coast was clear, shifted the towel for his cock to re-emerge.

It was throbbing and the tip had a glisten of fluid on his opening. I could feel my lips beginning to swell. I was so turned on by looking at his erect member. My hands moved down and gently put some pressure on my clit. He gently held the tip of his helmet. His thumb on the ridge and two fingers on the sweat spot on the underside of his shiny helmet. We just sat there staring at each other’s privates slowly masturbating.

Neither of us went mad at it. We just gently rubbed our own special place. Even as his breathing fastened and became more laboured he kept with the slow small movements, hardly touching himself at all. His breathing turned me on, his cock turned me on and the fact he was watching me turned me on.

He started to groan and pulled down hard on his fore skin and gripped the base. His juice erupted like a volcano. I had never seen someone spray so high and so much. I counted 7 pulses of cum squirt from his hole. Some clung to his chest but most now pooled among his thick pubic hair. His orgasm set me going. My legs quivered and I squeezed my thighs tight onto my hand. I could feel my anus twitching in ecstasy.

We both took our moment to catch our breath. I suddenly realised the heat in the sauna was unbearable.

He apologised. “I don’t know what I was thinking”. He apologised again.

I told him not to worry. I certainly enjoyed it I told him.

We both had to leave due to the heat. He covered his lap with his towel and excused himself to the showers. I jumped in the pool to cool down.

I frequented the sauna and steam for a few more weeks but never saw an erection again there. Eventually the health club was taken over by a chain and new clothing policy was quickly adopted.

But to this day I love watching a man play with his cock. If I catch my SO with a morning glory I make him stand beside the bed bashing one out while I play with my pussy. He thinks this is priceless. Especially if I let him spray it all over me. But my best bit is either catching him wanking or spying on him while he gets his rocks off as it certainly helps me get mine off.

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