Sauna in the far north
To continue my last post, towards the end of my trip, I found myself in another big city with a non-coed sauna culture. I had found a seemingly popular one on the outskirts of the city, and decided to go one night. Turns out, it was a similar setup to the last, a women’s sauna, and a mens/coed option. There was probably about 40ish people for the coed one, all gathered in the mens locker room between sessions. 80/20 M to F ratio, the crowd skewed much older, but there were a few families, and younger couples. Most women stayed wrapped, but there was one mother in her late 30s/early 40s who was proudly milling about completely nude with very firm/perky D cups and a wild forest of bush (which I happen to like very much). The real treat was going down to the lake to jump in the cold water afterwards where both Sauna’s share the same dock - where about a dozen women from all ethnicities (two Americans too), mostly nude, joined our crowd!
A few years later, I went back to the same sauna, but this time in the winter. The crowd was mostly the same, With the addition of two American women in their 20s and a Swedish girl also in her 20s. The Swede was pushing 6’ tall, slender, A cups, and a smoothly shaven pussy with a perfect little slit - unfortunately she left shortly after I arrived. Later in the evening, the Americans showed up, both were shy to start, but that quickly changed once we went in for sauna. The blonde, had firmer C cups with cute little pink nipples, and a well kept blonde bush that didn’t obscure what was behind it. The brunette had more “gelatinous” C cups that hung a little more (the type that jiggle with every step) with darker nipples, and a shaven (but not bald) pussy with her labia visible both in her slit and below. The rest is unforgettable: I was in line behind them as they were getting situated in the sauna, and to let someone by, the Brunette backed up a few few steps - effectively smashing her ass directly into my completely uncovered penis. She whirled around quickly, boobs jiggling and profusely apologized, which I played it off and said it’s no big deal. I had to quickly take a seat to conceal a man’s normal biological response to such an event. After this first session, everyone went outside into the snow to dip into the lake through a hole cut into the ice. As we got to the ladder on the dock, I motioned for the Brunette to go before me. I watched with perfect view as she peeled off her towel, and slowly descended and then ascended the ladder right below me with her wet boobs glistening and jiggling in the snow. As I went down the ladder I noticed the blonde girl queuing and disrobing behind me, and as I emerged from the water and climbed up the ladder, I got a full body exam from her toes up, including an intimate look at her fuzzy blond bush, and the perfect little slit behind it with what I hadn’t noticed before - I nice little flap of labia peeking out of the bottom! As she shivered waiting for me to exit, her firm boobs vibrated, and her pink nipples completely engorged, so as you could even see the hole where her milk comes from. As we went back inside to wait for the sauna to open, the blonde remained shy in her towel. The Brunette had her towel bunched up in her hand, and was walking around the men’s locked room and showers completely naked making small talk with everyone, including a conversation with me. It’s almost like she was intentionally showing off and trying to make her breasts jiggle. At some point during the next couple of trips to the icy lake, she (the brunette) gestured for me to go first. I plunged into the icy water as she peeled off her towel in my peripheral vision. I painfully lingered in the icy water so as to examine her as I did the Blonde earlier. Sure enough, from the toes up I witnessed her in all her glory - A shaven, but still hairy vagina, with meaty labia sandwiched in her slit with a bit of it peeking out the bottom. As I climbed further out of the water, her gorgeous C cup breasts topped with (now) large hardened nipples. Before I could get off of the ladder, she said “sorry, I’m freezing” and squeezed past me, her hard nipples slid across my chest as I felt her boobs squish into me, and her thigh grazed my (thankfully) very cold penis. This whole night has been such a fond memory, and although it sounds fake, I assure you it’s not! As we walked back to the bus, seeing them with clothes on was all the more exciting, and thankfully I was bundled up for the below freezing temperatures.
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