The story takes place one summer. Then there was a warm, if not to say, hot summer.
It was 30 degree heat. We had a dacha near Belozersk. This is an amazing place. Sandy soil, even after heavy rain it was always dry. Deep and beautiful lakes were not far from our dacha. Dad worked on weekends and my mom and I went alone to the dacha. The neighbors also came. I was 24. A daughter and her father arrived at a neighboring site. She, as she said, was about 20, although according to her figure, one could give no more than 18 years. Slender, short, dense figure with small elastic breasts and dark skin. Athletic dad, former cyclist. The day was hot, but Anya, that was the name of our neighbor, worked with her dad in the garden. Mom and I also did some housework. I went out to the terrace. The neighbors had a better-groomed yard than ours. They had already built a large bathhouse, and the site itself was larger than ours. Anya squatted and weeded strawberries. She was wearing a T-shirt and light shorts. I admired her flexible camp. Dad was at home. Anya stood up, wiped the sweat from her face, turned to me and smiled. I was embarrassed and preferred to quickly go into the house. So the day flew by unnoticed. In the evening I saw smoke from the chimney of the bathhouse. After some time, Papa-Lesha came to us and offered to go for a steam bath. Mom and I agreed. They took clean linen and after a while went to the neighbors. We went into the house. Papa Lyosha said that if we want, then the bathhouse is ready and we can go. I liked the bath to be hot, and my mother did not tolerate the heat very well. Anya also said that she likes to take a steam bath. "And how will we be together?" I asked. Anya didn't answer. I took linen, a towel, Anya also took a bundle and together we went to the bathhouse. Anya was in a tank top, short shorts and slippers on her bare feet. I could not understand how we would bathe together in the same steam room. Judging by Anina's look, she did not bother with this question. We went to the bath. Anya opened the door and went in first, I went in after her.
“Lock the door shut,” Anya said in an imperious tone.
I turned the key in the lock. Anya went into the waiting room.
- Don't be shy, come in.
- But how are we going to bathe together?
- Are you going to bathe separately or in swimming trunks? - Anya asked with a smirk and began to remove the topic. - you, too, let's undress, there is nothing to be ashamed of. Anya had her back to me. She has already taken off her top. Beautiful smooth dark skin of the back, narrow shoulders. She leaned over and began to take off her shorts, looking back at me and smiling. I stood like a pillar. Anya took off her shorts, giggled and quickly jumped into the steam room.
- Andrew, do not be shy, undress and come to me. I took off my T-shirt, shorts, I managed to take off my swimming trunks with great difficulty, because the member had already begun to strain.
- Come on, Andrew, don't be shy!
- Now, now, just a minute. I opened the steam room door. I smelled the heat from the stove. Anya lay on her stomach on the top shelf. I quickly slipped into the steam room and lay on my stomach on the bottom shelf.
How is our bath?
- Good. But it's not very hot, maybe a park?
- Do you want to go to the top shelf, will it be warmer here?
- No, the park is better.
I got up from the shelf. In the corner stood two bowls of hot water with fluffy birch brooms soaked in them. I took a ladle, poured cold water from the tap and splashed it on the stones. A thick steam immediately poured out and nothing was visible. I started to sweat.
- Andrey, if you want, I'll beat you with a broom.
- Come on, I better you.
- Let's. Where would you be more comfortable?
- The bottom shelf is better.
I felt Anya start to get up from the top shelf. I turned my face to the wall.
- Well, do not be shy, let's get up and I'll lie down. Without looking back at Anya, I got up, walked over to the gangs, took a broom, shook off the water. Anya lay on her stomach. A stunning sight: wet with sweat, relaxed from the heat, the body. Smooth skin of the back, elastic balls of the buttocks. I started stroking my back with a broom, then I started whipping harder and harder. Anya only moaned a little. From such a sight, my cock got up.
- Do you want me to beat you now? Anya asked in a languid voice.
- No, I don't like being beaten with a broom.
Anya rolled over onto her back. I instinctively covered my cock with a broom.
- Do not be shy, Andryusha, it is so natural when a man gets up at the sight of a naked woman. Show it to me. I began to sweat even more, but removed the broom from the penis.
- What a beautiful penis you have, you are also circumcised!
- Is this the first time you see a member of a man in this form?
- So close - yes! And can I touch it?
- Yes.
Anya touched the cock. A wave of shudder went through my body. For the first time in my life, my penis was touched by a woman's hands. Her body was magnificent: dark skin, small mounds of breasts with dark brown ovals of nipples, almost hairless crotch, elastic, but not pumped up tummy.
- Can I touch your chest.
"Yes," she whispered. I touched her left breast. The nipple under my hand was hard. Anna began to breathe heavily. I was also very pleased. I felt her hands caressing my cock. She squeezed her head, stroked her testicles. I ran my hand over my stomach and moved down to my crotch. Feelings from sweat, felts from excitement, everything was wet there. For the first time I saw women's charms and could touch them with my hand. The lips were excited, I touched them with my hand. Anya leaned towards me with her pelvis, but then I felt that Anya's hands did their job and a white stream of sperm hit her right in the arm...