Sonja’s Sauna
by Roger Frank Selby

The mobile vibrated on the wooden floor. Erik stirred and glanced over the edge of his bed. The face was lit. A text from… Sonja:

Hi Erik, Otto

away4week.

U r invited 2 more

sauna fun!

Bring friend. XS

Two weeks had passed since the wonderful antics in her sauna where it became clear that she and husband Otto had a very open arrangement. Otto hadn’t been away then – the big German had spanked his Swedish wife right there in the sauna, after she’d confessed to “teasing Erik” during their training flight together. And then the fun had really started.

His new girlfriend Tanya was rightly suspicious but Erik had made it clear that Sonja was a friend he simply wouldn’t give up – for the moment. He hoped someday to take Tanya to Sonja’s sauna – but knew that Otto’s presence would inhibit her. (Even his presence inhibited her!)

So this was crunch time. He sent a brief reply but kept Tanya in the dark until they were airborne next day.

‘Aren’t we somewhere near that Shepherd’s Farm place, Erik?’

Although she’d only heard that airfield mentioned once before on the radio, she’d remembered it and its link to his female flying instructor. Smart girl.

‘Ja, I mean yeah; it’s the airstrip that belongs to Sonja’s husband – our destination on today’s mystery tour!’

‘Oh.’

She didn’t sound too pleased.

‘Sonja has invited us for a sauna. You said you didn’t mind saunas?’

‘I don’t, but I didn’t bring my swimsuit.’

‘We aren’t going swimming!’

‘But I don’t have anything to wear – you should have warned me!’

‘And spoiled a nice surprise? No way!’

At last she smiled. He set up his final approach over the marching pylons and into the short strip. As the little Robin rumbled onto the grass, Erik saw Sonja waving from the apron in front of the big open barn that served as a hangar. The barn was empty. He’d heard at the flying club that Otto had taken his huge Turbo-Porter ‘meat bombing’ in German skies – dropping skydivers from high altitude.

He applied a short burst to set the machine trundling towards the bikini-clad woman, who now had her hands on her hips. Apart from the skimpy yellow bikini, she was wearing an uncharacteristic frown. Uh-ho, what was the problem? Of course! She had assumed he would bring a male friend. Oops.

He gave a brief smile and waved through the canopy as he shut down and finished his checks.

‘She doesn’t seem very pleased to see me,’ announced Tanya.

‘No, it’s not you – probably the way I did my approach and landing. She is still my instructor, even though I have my licence now.’ If only that were the problem, but it might serve as a distraction until Sonja got used to Tanya being his ‘friend’.

He finally opened the bubble canopy to the glorious summer’s day. ‘Hi Sonja – yeah, sorry about that ragged approach and landing – but it was my first one handling the controls into “Shepherd’s.”’ He gave her the slightest of winks.

Sonja was a smart woman too, and immediately fell into the ploy. ‘Ja Erik, we maybe talk later about it over beer, but now you must introduce me to your friend.’ She was almost smiling, shielding her eyes from the sun, as if that had been why she’d been frowning. Clever; and what a wonderful shape that swimsuit barely concealed. He well remembered how that shape had looked (and felt) unconcealed.

‘Sonja, this is my friend Tanya. Tanya, this is my flying instructor, Sonja, the lady who dragged me through my PPL course.’

‘Hi Sonja – I’ve seen you around at the club.’

‘Hi Tanya. Ja, I have seen you there with Erik. Well, don’t just sit there on ceremony, jump out both of you and come to my sauna!’

Well, thought Tanya, maybe it was the sun in her eyes, or Erik’s flying, because now Sonja was being the perfect, smiling hostess, as they entered the small building by the farmhouse.

‘And now, all men will wait outside the changing room while us girls get changed, right Tanya?’

‘Right!’

Erik grinned ruefully as Sonja closed the door on him – rather roughly, Tanya thought.

‘Er, I’m afraid I don’t have a swimsuit, Sonja,’ she appealed to the older woman. ‘Erik, bless him, didn’t tell me where we were going – It was a “mystery tour”!’

‘But you and Erik, you are…’ Sonja appeared to stop herself saying something indiscreet as she took off her bikini top. ‘No problem, I lend you something, you are close to my size, I think.’

Well, close enough, thought Tanya, although Sonja was perhaps more well-developed than her in the jiggling bust now exposed to her.

Tanya turned modestly away as she shed her own clothes and donned the costume Sonja handed her. When safely installed, she turned to face the Swede’s appraisal.

‘There, you fit my swimsuit very well.’

Tanya glanced down at her own body. Erik had never seen her in swimwear before. She hoped he would be pleased with her, especially with Sonja more or less topless, with maybe just the ends of that towel covering her conical nipples.

They walked through, into the wooden heat of the sauna itself.

‘OK, Erik,’ Sonja called out, ‘Girls are going into sauna; you can come in and change now.’

They sprawled on the benches, and Erik joined them a minute or two later, looking quite beautiful with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Tanya watched his eyes as he glanced first at Sonja’s half-covered bosom, and then at her. He seemed slightly disappointed to see both women somewhat covered up, but he did a kind of double-take on her as he sat down nearby.

‘Wow, Tanya, did Sonja lend you that?’

‘Do you like it, then?’ She lay back a little more, her breasts rising.

‘I love the way you look in it – first time I’ve seen you in a swimsuit.’

‘Thanks, Erik.’

‘Well, swimsuits are not really for saunas,’ added Sonja, ‘they are for swimming. And in sauna, you wear only until everybody is comfortable and relaxed in the heat. When so, and all are friends, it is better with no swimsuits, I think.’

We’ll see about that, thought Tanya.

‘Who would like steam?’ asked Sonja jumping up. Immediately her towel ceased any covering function – bobbing breasts nudged the towel curtain aside and displayed themselves to the guests.

‘Yes, please.’

‘Er, just a minute, Tanya,’ interrupted Erik, dragging his eyes from Sonja’s jiggling bosom, ‘It will feel ten times hotter with steam – wet heat is the killer in saunas; we want to keep it dry for a while at least.’

And maybe it would kill any sexual high jinks too, she thought. ‘Better not then; thanks anyway, Sonja.’

‘OK. Erik is maybe right if this your first time.’

Sonja returned to the bench easing her bikini briefs off her hips, and covering her lap with a towel as she sat. She pushed the briefs down her legs and bent to retrieve them, breasts swinging spectacularly.

Sitting there in the heat, Tanya felt overdressed. Oh well, Erik had seen her semi-naked in previous skirmishes, and she had been bare-breasted in the changing room with Sonja – time to show her tits a little, perhaps… but no. She had an urge to do so but she would like Erik to do the revealing – maybe touch her in the process…

She couldn’t believe how bold she was feeling. Why?

It must be Sonja. Somehow she trusted this sensuous woman. She felt secure while she was there. A sort of safety in numbers – not that she distrusted Erik.

She looked up at him and smiled. He grinned back.

‘Do you think I’m overdressed?’ she asked him.

‘Maybe – but no pressure, Tanya. Like Sonja says, when you’re relaxed…’

‘But I am relaxed, Erik. I’m so relaxed I don’t want to move a muscle – and how can I undress without moving?’ In the brief silence that followed, she watched his towel rising in his lap.

His eyes were fixed on her. ‘I could undress you.’

She glanced at Sonja and saw that she had her full attention too. Sonja laughed. ‘I wish I had kept some clothes on – then he could have undressed me too.’

‘Come on then, Erik, what’s stopping you?’

‘Nothing much, Tanya.’ He stood up, struggling to cover his growing erection with the towel. It was a losing battle.

‘I would say that is much better than nothing much,’ commented Sonja, drily. Still sitting, she reached forward, caught the edge of the towel and snatched it from him.

Tanya found herself going along with Sonja’s prank, giggling at the sudden revelation. Erik shrugged and approached Tanya naked, his male member pointing up at her face, swinging, from side to side with each step.

The sight frightened her a little but Sonja was there and Erik was more embarrassed than the enthralled women – Sonja looked hypnotized by the sight.

Tanya thrust out her covered breasts, inviting them to be touched by the naked man. Erik seemed to hesitate, maybe because Sonja was watching.

‘You must feel her, Erik.’

He reached out and gently held her left breast in both his hands. Tanya revelled in the all-enveloping touch, the gentleness of it.

‘Now the other one,’ prompted Sonja.

He grasped her covered right breast in a similar fashion, but Tanya felt his increased urgency as he squeezed it a little harder.

‘And now you must undo her.’

Erik leaned over her to reach the fastening. She leaned forward so he could reach behind her as she sat, and her mouth was very close to the swaying tip. Sonja’s view was blocked by Erik, so she couldn’t see Tanya’s full lips opening and going down over the swollen head. She took him in a little way into her mouth. She heard him gasp. She ran her tongue over the tip and tasted him.

At that same moment, she felt the back strap of the bikini top come undone and her breasts surge forward.

Maybe Sonja couldn’t see, but she must have heard Erik gasp, then sigh as he gathered Tanya’s released breasts in his hands…

But here was Sonja! She stood naked beside the pair of them. She could see everything.

‘Ah ha! You have your man where you want him, Tanya!’

Tanya couldn’t speak with her mouth full; she just made an ‘Mmmm’ sound. Erik was glad she made no attempt to take her mouth away from its important work on him.

This was a first! Sonja’s presence seemed to be stimulating Tanya. He wondered how she would deal with him touching Sonja, if it came to that…

‘Can I touch him too, Tanya?’

‘Mmmm.’

Sonja touched him. She fondled his bottom from the side with one hand and then leaned over, reaching down with the other. He felt the fingertips touch him gently, lifting the loose contents of his sac.

With Sonja’s large breasts pressed against his side, Erik had a spare hand and handled both women, comparing them, Tanya being only a little smaller and delightfully pointier.

After a few minutes of being fondled and sucking, Tanya came up for air. Still holding him she looked up at him with heavy-lidded eyes. Then she glanced across at Sonja.

Erik followed her gaze. Sonja was looking wistfully at his fully extended cock in the other woman’s grasp. He felt a twinge as his flesh responded to squeezing fingers.

‘I have a nice game for us girls – we will blindfold the man – and he will guess which girl!’

Tanya did not look so sure. She was being very territorial with Erik’s territory.

‘I have even better idea, then – screen, not blindfold!’ She pointed to the end of the sauna. Erik noticed a padded bench, from an old gym maybe, about knee-height. Beside and above it there was something that looked like a shower curtain rail, with a black shower curtain furled to one side. Sonja bounced over to it and pulled out the dark screen along the edge of the bench.

There was a slit in the screen at groin height…

With an erotic shock to his loins, Erik got the idea.

The idea was made even plainer when Sonja climbed onto the bench on her hands and knees, the tips of her breast swinging just above the padded surface, her bottom backing up to the slot in the screen.

‘You get up on this bench with me, Tanya?’

‘No… sorry, Sonja…’ Clearly she was not ready for this advanced stage yet – she still had her bikini bottoms on. He also noticed she had released her grip on him.

Sonja seemed stricken but she remained exactly where she was, with her bare bottom stuck out invitingly. ‘I am sorry, Tanya; I’m so naughty… I wish Otto were here, he would spank me for this… in front of both of you!’ An idea seemed to strike her. She looked pleadingly at the younger woman. ‘Would you let Erik spank me instead?’

‘Let Erik spank you?’

‘Yes. I need this… now.’

‘Well… OK.’ Tanya looked intrigued – and perhaps relieved to be a mere spectator for a while.

Without wishing to appear too enthusiastic in front of Tanya, Erik stepped up to the bench and drew the screen aside to perform his duty. His cock showed his true enthusiasm, swinging stiffly about the upward vertical as he moved into position. He felt a desperate need to penetrate Sonja, with her broad bottom presented at convenient cock-height – only inches away from his inches.

He stood slightly to one side as Tanya moved closer to watch. ‘Ready?’

‘Yes, spank me as hard as you saw Otto spank me.’

‘But that was the one thing Otto would not let me…’

‘Otto is not here.’

It’s all coming out now, thought Tanya, with a bounding of her heart. She still didn’t know exactly what had happened between Erik and Sonja on previous occasions but now she knew for sure that he had witnessed a wifely spanking, at the very least. What else had happened?

With a thrill she watched Erik’s hands spread and hold the woman’s prominent buttocks, as if gauging their softness for the impending punishment. Then he drew his right hand back.

Smack!

‘Ow!’

Smack!

‘Ooooh!’

Tanya’s heart leapt in her chest as she watched the naked spanking. She wanted to hold Erik’s upstanding phallus as it swayed with each smack of his hand, but she couldn’t get in close without getting in his way.

She felt herself dripping wet under the constricting bikini briefs and it wasn’t just the sweat of the sauna. She eased them down her buttocks and thighs, and saw Erik glance at her pale, freshly bared bottom as she stepped out.

‘Want to be spanked too?’ He didn’t smile.

She was so breathless, she couldn’t answer. She nodded.

‘Get up here beside Sonja.’

She did so, her behind offered up to the right of Sonja’s. There was a pause in Sonja’s spanking, and she felt Erik’s strong hands on her naked body, gripping and squeezing the broad, soft flesh of her bottom… then:

Smack!

She yelped. A different cry to Sonja’s but she knew that she’d been smacked just as hard, and no harder. And then she was lost in a sea of joy as the man spanked the two women equally, spreading his smacks along the four buttocks in turn.

She was amazed. She had no idea that spanking was her ‘thing,’ until now.

And then, when her bottom felt a warm glow, the spanking stopped. She felt fingers probing her labia. She heard Sonja moan and guessed the same was happening to her.

She held still.

Then the fingers became an unmistakable tongue, lapping and probing her where she wanted to be lapped and probed. But her need was great.

‘Fuck me now, Erik.’

At last she was ready for him. He kept his left fingers deep in Sonja and gently engaged his cockhead against Tanya’s moist opening. A slight leakage from the tip was lubricant as he pushed into her for the very first time. He smoothly slid all the way up inside the warmth of her.

‘Oooooooh. Fuck me, fuck me…’ She ground her buttocks around and eased back and forth, using his full length.

He obliged, riding one woman while his fingers probed the other. His free hand gave Tanya’s right buttock the occasional hard slap or reached under to catch and squeeze her bouncing breasts. She cried out with each smack and every hard squeeze seemed to energise her more.

After only a few minutes, Tanya came in a series of howling climaxes. He felt her inner muscles squeezing down on him, knowing she would finish way before he was ready for her.

As Tanya slowed her action and relaxed, Sonja asked, quite gently, ‘Can Erik fuck me now, Tanya?’

‘Ah… yes, OK.’

Never before in his life had Erik transferred from one woman to another like this. Even as he did so, he realised that he had not actually been consulted in the proceedings but treated by these women as a mere fucking machine. He withdrew fully erect, stepped to the left and slid deep, up into Sonja, hardly missing a beat.

‘Oooohh!’ Sonja at once became as active as he remembered from last time – perhaps even more so, now that her husband’s member was not there to locate her head in one position.

What was this? Tanya was now by Sonja’s side and offering him her bountiful breasts as he fucked Sonja. He handled and sucked her pink standing nipples, a sweet accompaniment to the intimacy with the woman beneath.

Sonja was now very close to coming by the feel and the sound of it. As she had done before, she tended to hold her breath and then release it in a shudder as she came. After a few more shudders she was spent and her mobile abdomen slowly ceased its tossing, like a calming sea.

Sonja gave a deep sigh as she un-impaled herself from the man, turned and gazed at his firmness. ‘And now the girls need to make the man come. He has satisfied two women and needs his release.’

That sounds like a good idea, thought Erik.

‘Why don’t you suck your man, Tanya?’

‘I will. But not when he …’

‘Ah. No problem. I will take over.’

‘No. I want to see it …’

‘Then I will take over with my hands …’

‘Now, just a bloody minute!’ Erik had had enough of this. ‘I get the idea, and it’s very kind of you ladies to try and satisfy me. I will try and do what Tanya wants but first, I want the two of you back where you were so I can move between you … OK?’

‘OK.’

‘Ja.’

‘Right!’

His erection had been fading a trifle but was back to iron condition the moment the two ladies’ bare rear-ends presented themselves to it.

Over the next few minutes he indulged himself, moving in and out of the pussies until he was almost ready to explode. He noticed that Sonja had a small bottle of baby oil in her hand.

‘OK!’ he withdrew from Tanya and lay back flat on the padded bench as the women gathered around. He felt Tanya’s lips and mouth descend on him lovingly for a while, then it was time for the oil.

Sonja’s oily hands stroked up and down his vertical shaft with a perfect motion and he knew he was close. Her motion became faster and her tits seemed to bounce around on either side of her work.

‘Ahhhh!’

The first jet exploded out of him and slapped against the sauna ceiling.

‘Oh!’ cried out Tanya, unaware that such things were possible.

‘Ahhhhhh!’

The second and third slapped into Sonja’s hair and breasts.

‘Oooohh!

Part of the fourth spurt caught Tanya’s cheek as her lips descended upon him. The rest she took in, while her head bobbed up and down, and Sonja looked on benignly.

The three of them were relaxing in the afterglow when he caught a familiar sound. It was the faint but blaring sound of a turboprop aircraft … getting louder as it taxied up to the barn.

‘Oh God! Otto has come back early!’ cried Sonja.

‘But he doesn’t mind friends in the sauna, does he?’ asked Erik.

‘He doesn’t mind a lot of things – you know this, Erik – but he does not like this …’ (She turned and showed her red smacked-bottom to them both) ‘… to be done by anyone but Otto!’

‘Oh shit,’ groaned Erik.

‘Quick – rub the oil onto my bottom! It will reduce the marks a little.’

She offered up her behind and they both smoothed in the lotion while she knelt. In a minute or so the hand marks were certainly less distinct than before.

The turbine whine changed abruptly, running down the scale, dying as the fuel was cut. Otto could be looking in any minute now …

‘Sit back on the bare wooden bench now, Sonja,’ suggested Erik. ‘The boards will make stripes that will hide any remaining marks on your bottom.’

They heard the outer door open, and then the hiss of the shower in the changing room. They were sweating innocently on the benches, towels partly covering their nudity, when the sauna door finally opened.

Tanya’s eyes opened wide as the blond giant entered, clad in just a tiny towel. She instinctively drew her towel up to cover her bosom.

‘Otto, my darling! You are back home early!’

Sonja leapt up into her husband’s arms. Towels fell away as they kissed and Otto seemed pleased to see her, Tanya thought, approvingly.

But Sonja’s behind, although striped by the bench, still had a pink, just-spanked look about it.

‘Ja, the weather in Bavaria is bad for few days. I come home to see my wife … Zo!’ he boomed, ‘Who are the friends here? Ah – I see Erik! No, don’t get up Erik, relax … And, ah-ha! A zehr schön fraulein!’

‘Tanya, this is my lovely big husband, Otto. Darling, this is Tanya, the friend of Erik’s.’

‘Enchanté, Tanya.’ Otto took her extended hand and kissed it, continental style, as her other hand clutched her towel just above nipple level.

Maybe he was trying to be the total European with a classic French compliment, but she sensed that he would have clicked his heels, had he been shod. Unshod and naked he strolled deeper into the sauna. He ran a brawny, fair-haired paw over the padded bench …

Then he spotted the mark on the ceiling.

His face darkened. He turned and faced Sonja. ‘Have you anything to tell me, Wife?’

‘I have been naughty, my husband.’

Erik completed his after take-off check and set course for Greenfield. Up to now, Tanya had been very quiet beside him. She seemed lost in thought. He really hoped that this exotic beginning of sex between them wasn’t also its ending.

‘When I get married I hope to have a relationship just like those two.’

He let out a puff of relief and allowed himself a smile. ‘Really? Spanking and everything?’

‘Ja!’ she laughed.

Levelling off at 2500 feet in the evening sky, he relaxed and set cruise power. ‘Sonja saved my bacon back there.’

‘By telling Otto it was me who spanked her, not you?

‘Yup,’ he grinned.

‘No. I think it was me who saved you by not denying it, then agreeing to let Otto spank me.’

‘And you loved it, didn’t you?’

‘It was bearable.’

He laughed, and thought of the big wink Otto had tipped him as he spanked the bared Tanya. Otto knew very well that Erik had smacked Sonja’s forbidden bottom and chosen the appropriate response.

And Tanya – wow! What a secret woman he’d discovered in her. After her sound spanking by Otto, he wondered if there was something she now needed.

‘Erik?’

‘Yeah?’

‘After we land, can we go straight back to your place?’