Sexy brunette lesbians babes start a threesome in the sauna

The steam rose in swirls from the hot, moist air of the sauna. The aroma of eucalyptus and lavender essential oils hung heavily in the room, mingling with the musky scent of sweat and arousal. Twin shafts of afternoon sunlight, slanting through the narrow windows, illuminated the two women reclining on opposite benches, their naked, glistening bodies a study in feminine perfection.

Gisele, a tall, tanned Brazilian beauty with cascading chestnut locks, lounged languidly on her side, her lithe, toned physique on full display. Her large, round breasts rested against the wooden slats of the bench, the dusky nipples fully erect in the heat. A heart-shaped tramp stamp Pequena Coisa adorning the small of her back.

opposite her, the more curvaceous Chloe languidly stretched out on her back, her blonde locks fanned around her head. The tattooed pinup girl’s ample tits, each the size of cantaloupes and capped with puffy pink nipples, rose and fell with each slow, deep breath. Her bald pussy, partially obscured by a nest of trimmed golden curls, glistened with perspiration.

The two goddesses of sexuality had been coming to this secluded sauna every Tuesday afternoon for months, yet their attraction for one another had never been acted upon. Shy giggles, bashful flirtations, and lingering glances were as far as the tension between them had ever escalated. Until today…

Gisele draped a slender,urgercured arm over her eyes, hoping to conceal her roaming gaze from her companion. Despite her attraction, she felt nervous about making the first move. What if Chloe wasn’t interested? What if she laughed it off as a joke? Chicken, she berated herself, dropping her arm to her side. It’s now or never, girl.

“Chloe,” began Gisele softly, shifting onto her back, “can I ask you something?” Her voice echoed slightly in the small room.

“Hmm?” came the distracted reply, as the blonde stretched languidly, arching her back to fully display her assets.

“Umm, I was wondering… have you ever thought about us? About doing thing… together?” Gisele’s cheeks flushed crimson, but she forced herself to meet Chloe’s eyes.

Chloe paused, her hazel eyes wide. “Oh, fuck yes,” she breathed, rolling onto her side to face her companion, a bold smile spreading across her beautiful face. “Why do you think I always compliment your body so much? I’ve wanted to jump your bones from the moment you moved your shit into the locker room next to me.”

Gisele’s grin could have lit up the sauna. “I thought you were just being nice… You’re so gorgeous. I never imagined someone like you would be interested in me.”

Chloe reached out, sliding her fingers along the sculpted muscles of Gisele’s thigh. “Oh baby, you don’t give yourself nearly enough credit. You’re literally the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen. Those Chihuahua bite marks on your hips? That tramp stamp? Your whole fucking vibe – I’m so into it.”

Gisele shivered at the contact, pressing her thighs together to dispel the ache that was building between them. She took a deep breath, watching as Chloe’s fingers trailed higher and higher…

Suddenly, the sauna door swung open with a loud bang. The two women jumped apart, but it was too late. “What in the ever-loving hell?” Mrs. Oldman, the proprietor of the old sauna building, had busted their lewd Snapchat-worthy festivities dead to rights.

“Ma’am, please,” Chloe began, climbing to her feet. “This isn’t what it looks like.” Her full tits swayed hypnotically as she crossed the wood planks, eternally grateful for her years of cardio kickboxing.

Mrs. Oldman raised a coarse brow, unimpressed. “I’m not blind, girlie. Even in this heat, I can see what you two harlots were up to.”

Gisele rose to stand beside her lover, blocking Mrs. Oldman from fleeing. “With all due respect, ma’am, we were just having a private moment. No harm was done.”

“No harm?” Mrs. Oldman said incredulously. “In MY sauna,, on MY property? If word got out, no one would come again! No, I can’t allow this!”

Gisele and Chloe shared a look that said, “How could our Sapphic love have been so misinterpreted?” until Chloe took a bold leap. She dropped to her knees in front of Mrs. Oldman, hiking up heresaure’s skirt to reveal a hairy money-draw.

“I understand your position,” said Chloe sweetly. “Why don’t we renegotiate the terms of our, shall we say, arrangement?”

Mrs. Oldman sniffed in disdain, but stood her ground. “I’m listening…”

“Gisele and I will pick up a shift or two, cleaning up the sauna and helping you with the other clients. In return, you’ll look the other way about…” Chloe indicated to the hot box with a wave of her hand. “…this.”

Mrs. Oldman considered the proposal for a moment, then nodded grudgingly. “I suppose that could work. On ONE condition.” She fixed the women with a withering glare. “I get to watch. Each and every time, understand?” Her eyes sparkled with ill-disguised lust.

“Beats community service,” Chloe quipped with a wink, effectively sealing the deal. She stood and pulled Gisele into a deep, lingering kiss, kissing her until Mrs. Oldman’s fingers drummed against the bench.

The End.