Equality in the sauna

1.

Businessman Alexey's country house stood on the edge of the forest, far from the city bustle—the perfect place for a private celebration. Their IT company had just closed a major contract with a foreign investor, and it was the occasion for a corporate "get-together for two": no colleagues, just Alexey and his deputy Dmitry, an old friend and business partner. Both were just over thirty—successful, athletic guys with a good sense of humor who had long dreamed of something truly bold in their sex lives. Alcohol was already flowing freely: whiskey on the rocks, champagne in a chilled bucket. In the living room, despite the end of August,

a fireplace was burning, and outside the window, the illuminated pool next to the sauna shimmered.

The doorbell rang exactly on time. Alexey, in a relaxed shirt and jeans, went to open it, while Dmitry stayed at the bar, pouring another glass.

On the doorstep stood Victoria—tall, with long black hair tied in a ponytail, wearing wide gray sweatpants and an oversized hoodie. Nothing provocative at first glance: ordinary casual clothes hiding her figure, but even so, it was clear something amazing was concealed underneath. Her makeup was bright, accentuating her eyes, dark lipstick on her lips—and a confident smile that was immediately captivating.

— Hello, boys, — she said in a low, velvety voice, taking off her sneakers in the hallway. — I hope I'm not late for your… corporate party?

Alexey smiled, letting her inside.

— Just in time. I'm Alexey, and this is Dmitry.

Dmitry approached, extending his hand, but Victoria instead gave him a light hug, pressing close for a moment—enough for him to feel the firmness of her curves under the hoodie.

— Victoria. Pleased to finally meet you in person. You both look even better than in the photos.

They laughed, the tension immediately easing. They moved to the living room, where snacks and champagne were already on the table. Conversation flowed easily: about work, the contract, how the guys were tired of the routine and decided to "celebrate like adults." Victoria sat on the sofa, legs crossed, sipping champagne, her eyes sparkling with playfulness.

— Is your sauna working? — she suddenly asked, setting down her glass. — I love the heat… especially in good company.

Alexey nodded, feeling the arousal building.

— Of course. But first… maybe show us what's under that hoodie? We didn't just invite you to chat.

Victoria smirked, slowly stood up, and pulled down the zipper of her hoodie. Underneath was a leopard-print bodysuit—form-fitting, with a deep neckline, accentuating large, firm breasts with implants. She pulled off her pants in one motion, revealing black fishnet stockings with wide bands and high heels she had hidden in her bag.

The guys froze, looking at her: a perfect figure, long legs, seductive hips, and… a slight bulge under the fabric of the bodysuit, hinting at her secret.

— That's better, — Victoria whispered, stepping closer and running her hand over Dmitry's chest. — Now let's go to the sauna. I want both of you to get hot… properly.

She took them by the hands and led them to the door leading to the annex with the sauna and pool. Alexey and Dmitry exchanged glances—their eyes burning with anticipation. Flirting turned into kisses on the way: first light, on the lips, then deeper. Victoria pressed against Alexey, kissing him passionately, while Dmitry hugged her from behind, running his hands over the leopard-print fabric.

They entered the sauna—hot, with wooden benches and dim lighting. The door closed, and the party truly began.

2.

The sauna door closed with a soft click, and the heat immediately enveloped their bodies like a thick blanket. Inside it was stuffy and humid: heated stones hissed quietly, steam swirled under the ceiling, and the dim light from small lamps reflected off their damp skin. Alexey and Dmitry had already shed their clothes—both naked, with strong, athletic bodies covered in a light sweat. Their cocks were already hard, aroused by anticipation and the sight of Victoria.

Victoria remained in her leopard-print bodysuit and stockings. The fabric clung to her large breasts, nipples visible through the thin material, and between her legs, the bulge of her cock was clearly outlined—hard and ready. She slowly ran her tongue over her lips, looking at the guys with a predatory smile.

— Well, boys, getting hot? — she purred, moving closer. — Let's see how ready you are to play for real.

Dmitry stood nearby, stroking himself and watching. Victoria, without taking Alexey's cock out of her mouth, reached out and grasped Dmitry's cock, starting to jerk both off in sync. Her fingers were hot and slippery with sweat, movements precise, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, bringing them to the brink.

— Mmm… delicious, — she whispered, pulling away from Alexey for a second and moving to Dmitry. Now his cock disappeared into her mouth—she sucked greedily, with wet, slurping sounds, saliva dripping down her chin and onto her chest. Alexey knelt beside her, pressed against her side, and began kissing her neck, moving lower. He pulled down the straps of the bodysuit, exposing large silicone breasts—perfectly round, with hard nipples. He took one in his mouth, sucking, nibbling, while Victoria moaned with Dmitry's cock in her mouth.

Then she pulled away, breathing heavily, her face flushed from the heat and arousal.

— Now it's your turn to please me, — she said hoarsely, rising and sitting on the upper bench, spreading her legs wide. She pushed the bodysuit aside, fully exposing her cock—large, smooth, with a glistening large head—and smoothly shaved balls.

Alexey and Dmitry exchanged glances and, without a word, knelt before her. First, they kissed her thighs, the inner sides, moving higher. Then Alexey took her cock in his mouth—cautiously at first, tasting something new, but quickly getting into it: sucking deeply, licking the shaft, while Dmitry licked her balls and base, sometimes touching Victoria's anus with his tongue. She ran her fingers through their hair, guiding them, moaning louder.

— Yes… like that… good boys… deeper…

They switched places: Dmitry took her cock deep into his mouth, Alexey licked the head and jerked her off with his hand. Victoria writhed, her chest heaving, sweat streaming down her body, mixing with saliva. Her cock pulsed in Dmitry's mouth, but she didn't let herself cum—gently pushed them away when she felt close.

— Not yet, — she exhaled, standing up and pressing her whole body against them. — I want both of you to fuck me… for real.

Arousal reached its peak. All three were breathing heavily, ready to move to the next stage.

3.

— Dmitry, you start, — she said hoarsely, looking over her shoulder with a lustful smile. — I want to feel you first.

Dmitry, without delay, took a condom, deftly rolled it onto his hard cock, and generously applied lube. He stood behind her, ran the head over her smooth buttocks, spread them with his hands, and slowly pressed against the tight entrance. Victoria exhaled, relaxing, and he entered—first carefully, just the head, then deeper, inch by inch. She was hot, tight, experienced: the muscles inside clenched rhythmically, as if inviting him further.

— Oh yes… like that… fuck me deeper, — Victoria moaned, lowering her head and taking Alexey's cock into her mouth, who knelt before her.

— God, you're so tight… — Dmitry exhaled, speeding up his pace, one hand squeezing her thigh, the other spanking her buttock. Victoria's skin reddened, sweat streamed down her back, dripping onto the bench.

Alexey watched as her breasts swayed with each thrust, her nipples already hard and shiny. He fucked her mouth deeper, feeling his orgasm approaching, but held back—wanting to prolong the pleasure.

After a few minutes, Dmitry pulled out, breathing heavily, his condom-clad cock glistening with lube. They switched places without a word.

Victoria lay on her back on the wide upper bench, throwing her legs over Alexey's shoulders. Her stockings stretched, the bodysuit completely pushed up, exposing her large breasts and hard cock, which she slowly stroked herself. Alexey also put on a condom, applied lube, and entered her with one confident thrust—she was already relaxed and wet from lube, taking him easily but just as tightly.

— Yes, Lyosha… fuck me hard, — she whispered, pulling Dmitry closer and taking his cock into her mouth.

Now Alexey fucked her anally in the missionary position: deep, rhythmically, watching as her body yielded to each thrust. Her cock bounced in rhythm, pre-cum smearing slightly on her stomach. Dmitry stood over her face, fucking her mouth—she sucked greedily, sometimes pulling away to lick his balls or run her tongue along the entire length. Saliva dripped down her cheeks and neck, mixing with sweat.

— Don't cum… not yet, — she exhaled, her eyes shiny, lips swollen. — Now… I want both of you. For real.

She sat up, slowly removing the condom from Alexey, and looked at them with that same smile that promised to turn everything upside down. The heat of the sauna, the smell of sex and lube, made everyone's head spin. The guys, covered in sweat and oil, looked at her, ready for the next step—and for what she was about to propose.

4.

— You're both so strong, so confident… — she began in a low, velvety voice, moving closer and squatting between their spread legs. — Fucked me like I was your personal whore. And I liked it. A lot.

Her fingers slid along Dmitry's inner thighs, then Alexey's—light, teasing touches that sent shivers down their skin.

— But you know what I see in your eyes? — she continued, looking first at one, then the other. — Curiosity. You've both been thinking about this for a long time. What it's like to surrender completely. To trust. To feel someone enter you and own you.

— I know, boys. You've talked about it among yourselves, haven't you? Joked in the shower after the gym, fantasized under the influence of alcohol… Or maybe not joked. — She turned to Alexey, ran her tongue over his balls, making him shudder. — You want to know what it's like to be taken as hard as you just took me.

Dmitry chuckled, trying to joke it off:

— We're not… I mean, it's different…

Victoria rose, sat between them, hugged both by the shoulders, and pressed close—her chest against Alexey's, her cock resting on Dmitry's thigh.

— No, honey, it's not different. It's the same pleasure, just from the other side. — She took Dmitry's hand, placed it on her cock, and made him slowly jerk her off. — You were both inside me just now. Felt what it's like to be desired, needed, deep. Now imagine someone you trust doing the same to you. Slowly, gently, but confidently. And you control nothing—you just feel.

Alexey exhaled, his cock hardening again from her words and closeness.

— And then, — Victoria whispered, leaning toward his ear, — I promise: you'll cum like never before in your life. Without hands. Just from me inside you. I know where that spot is… and I'll find it.

She stood up, turned her back to them, arched, and ran her hand over her ass—the same one they had just fucked.

— You did it to me—and I screamed with pleasure. Now let me do the same for you. Equality, boys. Complete. Without holding back.

Dmitry looked at Alexey—in his friend's eyes was the same: arousal mixed with slight fear and a huge desire to try.

— I… agree, — Dmitry said quietly, his voice trembling slightly. — If you're gentle.

Victoria smiled victoriously, turned, and kissed him deeply, passionately.

— Of course, sunshine. You first.

Then she turned to Alexey, ran a finger over his lips.

— And you? Want to feel me enter you? Fuck you as hard as you fucked me?

Alexey was silent for a second, then nodded, his eyes burning.

— Yes. I want to.

Victoria clapped her hands softly, like a child receiving a long-awaited toy.

— Good boys. Then let's prepare. I want you both to remember this forever.

She took a bottle of lube and a new condom, slowly rolling it onto her hard cock right before their eyes. The heat of the sauna, the smell of sex, and the anticipation of something new—all blended into one dizzying cocktail. The guys were ready to surrender to her completely.

5.

The heat of the sauna no longer seemed unbearable—it had become part of their shared madness. Victoria stood in the middle of the room, slowly rolling the condom over her large, hard cock. Her eyes burned with triumph and tenderness at the same time. She didn't spare the lube—generously coating her erection and fingers, preparing to take them as fully as they had taken her.

— Alexey, honey, you start, — she said softly, stroking his cheek. — On all fours, like I was just now. I'll be very gentle… at first.

Alexey, still trembling slightly from a mix of excitement and desire, knelt on the lower bench on his elbows, presenting his ass upward. His body glistened with sweat, muscles tense. Victoria stood behind him, ran her hands over his back, buttocks, spread them, and slowly inserted one finger, then two—stretching, relaxing. Alexey exhaled through his teeth, feeling the foreign touch where nothing like it had ever been, causing a strange, deep wave of pleasure.

Dmitry sat nearby, stroking his cock and watching, unable to look away.

Victoria pressed the head against the entrance and slowly, very slowly, entered. Alexey moaned—first from the unfamiliar pressure, then from the sudden, sharp pleasure when she found the right angle. She began to move: short, careful thrusts, gradually lengthening until she was fully inside. Her hips pressed against his buttocks, and she paused for a second, letting him adjust.

— That's it, good boy… feel me inside you? — she whispered, leaning down and kissing him between the shoulder blades.

With one hand, Victoria grasped Alexey's cock and began slowly jerking him off in rhythm with her movements. With the other, she beckoned Dmitry closer—he approached, and she took his cock into her mouth, sucking deeply while fucking Alexey more confidently. The sound of wet thrusts, moans, and slurping filled the sauna.

Alexey quickly lost control: his body began to push back on its own, taking her deeper. He moaned loudly, head down, eyes half-closed—pure, animal pleasure.

After a while, Victoria gently pulled out, kissed his ass, and turned to Dmitry.

— Your turn, handsome. Ride me.

She changed the condom and lay on her back on the wide bench, her cock pointing upward, glistening with lube. Dmitry, without further hesitation, straddled her—first slowly lowering himself, guiding her cock with his hand, his face contorted with a mix of pain and pleasure. When he was fully seated, Victoria hugged his hips and began moving from below—powerful, precise upward thrusts.

Dmitry, always quite reserved at work, now looked completely different: eyes