You just finished a really rough workout. You had decided to work on cardio all day and it absolutely destroyed your body. You decided to go to the sauna for once. You put on a towel, unfortunately it was rather small, so you hoped no one would see you in there. To your surprise, someone was already in there.

Marina, a gym regular, was sitting in the sauna. You've never really talked to her, as you've just recently starting going to the gym. You haven't really had the courage to even speak to her, due to her absolutely stunning figure. She is wearing a tiny towel that doesn't cover up any part of her body. It doesn't cover her nipples nor her pussy. Its less of a bath towel and more of a hand towel if anything.

She reaches out her hand to shake yours, keeping one hand holding up the hand towel. "Hi! I'm Marina. I don't think we've met!"

The towel she holds slips out of her hand, falling into her lap. "Oh. Oopsies!" She giggles and attempts to cover up her tits with the towel to no avail. Not that she minds her being almost naked.

"Oh haha!" Marina laughs loudly. "Don't worry about it! It's just us girls here! Well, you and me at least." She winks playfully. "Besides, I think most of the people who come here to relax want to see a bit more skin than this," she says with another giggle as she waves her hand over her nearly nude body.

"Oh my!" Marina exclaims as she draws her hand to her mouth in feigned shock. "I'm so sorry, are you embarrassed? Don't be! I think it's absolutely beautiful and natural to be proud of your body, no matter what gender you identify with." She smiles warmly at you before continuing, "Besides, being naked in front of each other might help us feel more comfortable with ourselves, right?" Her hand slowly reaches over to gently brush a stray hair from your forehead.

"Oh but you should!" she insists, giving you a playful pout. "It's important to have your privacy, isn't it? Just imagine how awkward this would be if someone else came in here and saw us both naked! Besides," she leans closer, her chest just barely brushing against yours, "...it feels so much more comfortable when you share warmth with someone else, don't you think?" Her breath ghosting over your ear sends a shiver down your spine.

With a squeak of surprise, Marina jumps back slightly and then giggles nervously as she feels your hard futa cock brush against her thigh. "Ah! Oh my goodness!" Her face turns a bright shade of red as she blushes profusely. "I-I'm so sorry!" she stammers, awkwardly looking anywhere but at you. "I didn't realize... That's... Quite impressive." She takes another deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and regain her composure.

Her eyes dart back down to your crotch before slowly meeting yours again. There is a strange mix of surprise, fascination, and nervousness in them. "I-I hope you don't mind me saying this... But I've never seen a futa cock up close like that." Her voice takes on a slightly huskier quality as she speaks. "It looks... really nice."

Her cheeks flush even brighter at your words and she gives another nervous giggle. "R-really? I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything..." Her gaze flickers between your eyes and the impressive length of your cock. She licks her lips before tentatively reaching out to touch it, tracing her fingers lightly over the skin.

"It feels so soft," she whispers, marveling at the texture. "And warm..." Her hand glides slowly downwards, cupping your balls gently in her palm. She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, meeting your eyes with a mixture of curiosity and desire. "I-I don't want to make assumptions about what you prefer... But would it be alright if I..." Her voice trails off as she moves closer, pressing her body against yours and leaning in for a soft, eager kiss.

Her tongue darts out to taste you, tangling with yours while her other hand slides up your thigh, tracing the shape of your futa cock with lazy circles. Marina moans into the kiss, enjoying the feeling of your hardness pressing against her palm and the way it throbs in time with her heartbeat.

Moaning into the kiss, Marina presses her body harder against yours, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath as she feels your arousal growing underneath her palm. "I've always wanted to try it with someone like you," she whispers, kissing down your jaw and towards your neck. Her fingers dance along the sensitive skin of your shaft, teasing and tormenting as she positions herself between your legs.

With a loud gasp, Marina lowers her head, taking the tip of your cock into her mouth as she begins to suck eagerly. "Mmm... So good..." She moans around you, bobbing her head up and down as she tries to take as much of you in as possible while maintaining eye contact with you. Her other hand reaches between your legs, stroking your balls roughly as she continues to deepthroat you, determined to pleasure every inch of you that she can.

Her movements grow more frantic, her mouth stretched wide around the thick length of your futa cock as she takes more and more of it deeper into her throat. Marina's breath comes in sharp gasps as she fucks your cock with her mouth, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before snapping back open again, locked on yours the whole time. "Oh god... I need you..." she whispers, one hand reaching between your legs to rub at your clit roughly while the other continues to jerk and stroke your balls roughly. "I need this so bad..." Her hips begin to grind against yours, her body arching up off the bench as she presses closer, seeking deeper penetration from your cock.

Her tongue swirls around your cock as she moans loudly into your lap, her movements becoming more and more frenzied as pleasure coursed through her body. Marina's nipples harden to peak points against the thin material of her towel, straining for release as they rub against the fabric with each thrust of her hips. Her fingers dig roughly into your thighs as she tries to contain herself, feeling the sensations of pleasure building up inside her like a firestorm about to break loose. "Ahhh! I'm gonna cum!" she gasps out, her voice hoarse from the intense sucking and moaning. With one final, desperate thrust of her hips, Marina pushes your cock as far down her throat as it will go before arching her back sharply and releasing you with a loud cry that fills the steam room.

Her body shudders violently as waves of pleasure wash over her, leaving her limp and drained in your arms. As she catches her breath, she looks up at you with eyes still glazed from orgasm before grinning sheepishly. "Wow... I don't know what came over me..." Her cheeks flush red again as she tries to compose herself, smoothing her disheveled hair back into place and tugging the hand towel a little closer around her body.

"Wh-what?" Marina's eyes go wide as she realizes what you've just done. She's left completely exposed once more, and the sudden change in situation has her momentarily stunned into silence. Her breasts heave up and down rapidly as adrenaline and desire course through her veins, leaving a dark stripe of moisture trailing across one of her nipples.

Her cheeks flush bright red with embarrassment and arousal, but she doesn't try to cover herself or retreat. Instead, she narrows her eyes defiantly and stands her ground. "You better have a good reason for doing that," she manages to say between clenched teeth, her voice low and husky with desire. "But... if you think you can handle me..." She pauses dramatically before finishing with a sexy little wink, "...then go ahead."

Suddenly more confident and defiant than before, Marina spreads her legs wide, giving you an unobstructed view of the treasure trove between them. Her fingers reach down to part her folds, exposing her swollen, glistening pink lips to your eager gaze. "Come on then," she challenges with a seductive smile, "show me what you're made of."

With each beat of her heart, Marina grows more aroused and desperate for release. The anticipation of being taken roughly by the futa girl fills her with an electric excitement that makes every nerve ending tingle with anticipation. She watches your reactions, studying your face as if trying to gauge exactly how far she can push you before losing control herself.

Her body trembles slightly as she waits for you to take what she's offering, a mixture of fear and desire coursing through her veins like wildfire. "Don't keep me waiting," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper but loud enough in the confines of the steam room that it echoes between them like a taunt.

Marina bites her lower lip as she listens to your demand, the sensation sending a wave of desire straight to her core. She moves closer, pressing her body against yours before wrapping one leg around your waist and positioning herself in line with your throbbing futa cock. With shaking hands, she guides you towards her entrance, moaning softly as the head of your cock nudges at her opening.

Her hips rise off the ground slightly, giving you better access as she arches her back and tilts her head back to look up at you through half-lidded eyes. Her mouth parts in a silent gasp as you finally breach her defenses, sinking slowly deeper inside her wet heat. "Ohhh... You're bigger than I expected..." She whispers hoarsely, feeling your size stretching and filling her completely.

Her legs tighten around your waist, pulling you even closer as she begins to move with you, rocking her hips back and forth in time with your thrusts. Her breath comes in quick gasps, echoing around the steam room as pleasure radiates out from her core. Marina's nails dig into your shoulders, leaving fiery trails of pain that only serve to heighten her arousal. "So good... So fucking good..." She moans, lost in the sensation of being taken roughly by the futa girl she'd been fantasizing about.

Her voice hoarse and breath coming in ragged gasps, Marina nods frantically, her eyes rolling back in her head as pleasure consumes her. "Y-yes..." she manages to croak out between moans. "Harder... Harder!" Her body tenses and relaxed with each thrust, urging you onward.

Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, leaving bruises that only add to the thrill of being taken roughly. She arches her back further, pressing her breasts against yours as she moans uncontrollably. Marina's orgasm is building rapidly now, threatening to explode out of her at any moment.

Her hips buck and thrust harder against your cock, her legs trembling with the effort to keep them locked around you as she struggles for purchase in this relentless maelstrom of desire. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." Her voice trails off into a moan as her body clenches tight around your cock, milking every last drop of pleasure from you before releasing it in a shuddering cry that echoes through the steam room like thunder.

The release wracks her body, leaving her limp and drained in your arms. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she struggles to regain composure, still unable to believe what just happened between the two of you. As she comes down from her high, Marina looks up at you with a mixture of gratitude and desire in her eyes, her lips parted expectantly.

"Wow... that was incredible," she manages to whisper hoarsely before leaning forward, pressing a soft kiss against your cheek. "Thank you..." She trails off, unsure if it's the right thing to say but unable to find the words for what she really wants to express. Her fingers gently brush across the bruises left by her nails on your shoulders, causing her to shiver with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"Do you want more?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper but carrying enough longing for you not to mistake it. Her eyes search yours for any sign that what just happened meant as much to you as it did to her.

Her heart leaps into her throat as you utter those words, the anticipation nearly unbearable. Her breath catches in her chest and she can feel herself growing wet again just at the thought of being taken by you once more. With a hungry moan, Marina arches her back off the floor, pressing her breasts tight against yours as she squirms restlessly in your arms.

Her fingers tangle in your hair, urging you closer, while her hips rock up and down eagerly against your cock. "Please," she whispers, hardly able to get the word out before giving into the need any longer. "Please fuck me again."

Her fingers dig deep into your shoulders as she pushes against you, grinding her hips forward to meet the length of your cock with hers. "Fuck me," she hisses between gritted teeth, arching her back and moaning loudly in pleasure as you begin to fill her up again. Her body trembles and shudders beneath yours as you take control once more, thrusting deeper and harder than before, claiming what is rightfully hers.

Her legs wrap tight around your waist, pulling you even closer, desperate for the sensation of being claimed by the futa girl who's given her everything she's ever wanted. Marina gasps and whimpers with every powerful thrust, her breasts heaving with each ragged breath as pleasure consumes her completely. Her eyes flutter closed, giving herself over to the sensations coursing through her body, savoring every second of this illicit encounter.

Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders, leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten her arousal, urging you onward even as she begins to lose control again. With a hoarse cry, Marina comes apart underneath you, her body trembling and convulsing as orgasm after orgasm washes over her like a wave, leaving her shattered and satiated in your arms.

Beneath you, Marina pants heavily, her limbs boneless with satiation as she rests against your chest. Her fingers idly stroke your arm, tracing patterns across the skin as she regains her composure. "That... was insane," she whispers, her voice barely above a hoarse croak. "I can't believe we just did that."

She nestles her face into the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply of your scent and exhaling shakily, still trembling from the intensity of their lovemaking. Her fingers find purchase in your chest hair, massaging gently as she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes. "You're amazing... Futa or not..."

With a contented sigh, Marina relishes in the warmth and strength of your embrace, the closeness of your body against hers. She knows that they shouldn't be doing this, but right now it feels too good to stop. Her lips curve into a small, satisfied smile as she rests her head on your shoulder, content for the moment just to enjoy the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Marina giggles softly at your compliment, blushing despite herself. "Well thank you," she says, nuzzling deeper into your shoulder. "I don't know what came over me back there, but it was definitely fun." Her fingers stroke idly across your chest as she closes her eyes, savoring the feeling of being close to you like this.

As much as she wants to stay in this moment forever, she knows that they can't risk someone coming in and catching them. With a reluctant sigh, Marina pulls back slightly, still pressed against you but with more distance between your bodies now. "We should probably... clean up," she says quietly, her gaze drifting down to the floor of the steam room where their combined fluids have pooled around the bench.

Her cheeks flush even brighter at the thought, and she feels a shiver run down her spine as she remembers how intensely they've just been together. "But..." she trails off, looking up at you through her eyelashes, "maybe after we can... talk about this some more?" She tilts her head to the side curiously, wondering what you might say.

Her cheeks flush even deeper at your teasing words, and she lets out a giggle that sounds almost nervous. "Maybe... both?" She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever response you might give her. "I mean, it's not like I can just forget what happened here," she says softly, her voice laced with regret. "We shouldn't have done this."

But even as she speaks the words, she knows they're not entirely true. She hasn't felt this alive or excited in... well, maybe ever. And as much as it scares her to admit it, she wants more of this - with you. "Do you think we could... I don't know," she stammers, searching for the right words. "Maybe see each other again?"

Her heart skips a beat at your words, hope and desire swirling through her in a dizzying mix. She looks up at you with wide, hopeful eyes, searching your face for any sign that you might mean what you're saying. For the first time since they stepped into this steam room together, she allows herself to believe that maybe - just maybe - this could be more than just a wild, forbidden fling.

"Really?" she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sounds of the machinery and water around them. "You'd want to see me again?" Her fingers tremble slightly as they trail across your chest, tracing patterns in your skin as she studies your features intently.

"Because if you do," she says slowly, a hint of determination creeping into her voice now, "I won't just be happy to see you again. I want to spend more time with you, learn more about what makes you... you." Her cheeks flush hotter still as she admits this aloud, the realization that she might actually have feelings for you making her heart race even faster.