Steamed Weenies

The futanari woman swings the sauna door open and freezes. A cute blonde lounges on the bench, towel barely clinging to her hips. The sight of the blonde’s own cock peeking out makes something twitch hard between the newcomer’s legs. She slips onto the far bench and slides a hand around her thick shaft, stroking slow and tight. The wet slap of skin gives her away. The blonde glances over, catches the motion, and her eyes go wide—then hungry. In a heartbeat she’s on her feet, towel hitting the floor, cock already stiff and rising. She grabs the futanari by the wrist, drags her into the steam, and they crash together on the bench. Hands fumble, lips meet, hard lengths grind and slap against soft bellies. The blonde’s small tits press into bigger ones, nipples stiff. Tongues tangle, breaths mix. The futanari’s massive cock drags up the blonde’s thigh, leaving a hot streak. She moans when the blonde reaches down, grips both cocks together, and starts pumping them in one slick fist. They rut against each other, precum mixing and dripping onto the wooden slats. The blonde shoves her onto her back, climbs up, and sinks down in one greedy slide. The thick length stretches her open; she gasps, then laughs breathlessly. The futanari thrusts up to meet every drop of hips, balls smacking wet skin. Steam swirls. Moans echo. They fuck hard and fast, the bench creaking like it might split. The blonde cums first, clenching tight, spraying hot ropes across the futanari’s tits. Two strokes later the futanari follows, pumping thick spurts deep inside. They stay locked together, panting, sticky, grinning like idiots who just got away with something ridiculous.