Steamy Sauna Ch 02

Robin scented her neck with perfume, checking her hair in the mirror a final time when she heard the door bell. She smiled, checking her breasts before heading off to answer. She unlocked it, and turned the knob smiling as she saw Logan's new appeal. He dressed in a rather casual manner, far better than the overalls at the center that day. He smiled at her with a look as if stunned:

Logan: "Looking good there."

Robin: "Thank You, come in; I'm just about ready."

Logan stepped through and Robin shut the door behind him, her eyes vexed over his firm back and broad shoulders. He wore a dark clad t-shirt with skulls, roses, and a guitar of sorts. His aroma of aftershave wavered in the air as he passed by her. Those same familiar tattoo's were visible, the tribal design on the neck with a rose, and a new one she could see on the underside of his left forearm. He shaved the sideburns from what she could tell, but still maintained a neatly trimmed goatee along the underside of his chin. A large silver earring hung from his left ear. The tight denim of his dark worn jeans fitted him nicely as she could make out his buttocks and down to the back of his strong thighs. The cuffs worn and old with shredded fabric and he wore boots. She came back to reality when she looked up and saw he had caught her staring, she grinned and looked down as she felt her face burning having been caught:

Robin: "I'll be right back."

Logan: "Take your time..." *Grinning as she walked to the stairs and ascended to the 2nd floor.*

Logan walked around and waited patiently. The sound of her movement upstairs was quick, but not quiet. She did look lavish tonight. Her hair was washed and very well conditioned, the scent of her perfume and the shampoo made being close to her very yummy. Logan always found an attraction to women who drove him nuts by scent and taste. And what a taste she had, as he thought back the corresponding day in the sauna. After that he wasn't entirely sure if it was a fluke or something else, but he surely didn't expect it... best to take things as they come he thought. And now tonight, who knows what would happen. Surprises were always fun. Suddenly he heard approaching footsteps, he looked to the stairs to see her descending in a thigh length denim skirt, a nice 1 piece brown top woven around her neck, her hair up in a ponytail, but most notable features were her wide smile and the eyes. Her eyes twinkled with a wide smile as she approached and turned to show herself in full, they gazed at his with a soft hint of dark eye shadow and eye liner. He came forward and took her into his arms, giving her a small kiss. But as he attempted to pull back, Robin pulled him in close again and kissed more, for the following 3 minutes the two were slowly and deeply kissing, swirling tongues and lightly sucking on each others. When they finally broke the kiss, Robin grinned and bit her lip. Logan himself had to take a breath:

Robin: "Ahahahaha! You okay?"

Logan: "Oh I'm good, but damn you take a man's oxygen... let's get going before it gets too far out of control."

Robin laughed again, reaching over for her cell phone, purse, and keys. Shutting off the lights to her sitting room, She and Logan stepped outside. Locking the Front Door they stepped down and separated suddenly:

Logan: "Where you going, I brought my car."

Robin: "Oh c'mon we'll take my truck, it'll be fine."

Logan nodded and followed her to a massive truck, it was a 4x4 Pick Up, a dark green color, he couldn't make out the maker but it was a Dodge. The High Suspension of the truck's frame made it very mobile over rocky terrain and maybe even off road worthy for trails and mountains. The two climbed up and inside, the cool night outside was greeted by a half moon and star filled sky. As Robin turned the key she started it with a loud rev of the engine, and putting it into reverse; they were off.

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1 Hour later the two pulled out of the bar, not having had too many drinks. Robin walked alongside Logan, he grinned and turned:

Logan: "So now what, no place to eat, it's late..."

Robin: "Your right, let's go for a drive."

Logan agreed and climbed in, unsure where they'd go. Checking his watch it was almost 2 A.M. They drove, passing by the center of town, they traveled along the main junction to the exit of the out skirts and into the countryside which was nothing but mild forest and desert. The quiet hum of the truck only was fixed with the soft music on the radio, Logan looked out the window at the dark night as it spliced with the outside of the window. Robin spoke up:

Robin: "Hey reach under there, below your feet."

Logan looked blindly, his hands searching into the darkness below him under the seat as he felt his hand hit a glass material, a bottle. He pulled it up and found it was liquor.

Logan: "Where did you get this?"

Robin grinned: "A friend of a friend."

Logan: "Well who's going to drive back?"

Robin: "Who said anything of going back tonight?"

Before Logan could respond, he felt her hand reach across and rub his shoulder, down over his chest and stomach. Rubbing and scratching through his shirt. He sat there and looked down, not completely clear.

Logan: "You got something in mind?"

Robin: "One or Two things..." *as she ran her hand down and slipped it under his shirt, feeling the hint of abs*

He looked over at her to see her grinning ear to ear, her head turning to glance once or twice. She slowed her speed down somewhat, Logan turned his head around to look out and see no one was behind them or coming for that matter. She ran her hand down and began to rub the crotch of his jeans, feeling the outline of his manhood through the tough cloth; she took it in hand and gave it a squeeze, rubbing it's length a few more times. Logan looked out back again and than his eye caught something, in the back seat of the truck were some pillows. And a large sleeping bag, rolled snuggly up. Than it hit him. This was a truck, built to go to anyplace with tough terrain, places people would need to get to on foot so it would be a remote and isolated place. It was a truck, with a great sense of not only work effort, but who was to say the flatbed would JUST be for work... could be for REST too. It all made sense, the liquor, the sleeping bag, the pillows, and the middle of no where. Nice clean air, middle of the night, alone, nobody around.

Logan suddenly felt her turn on a road, her hand darting back to the steering wheel as she used both hands to turn it... the truck shuddering as it started to climb UP, no longer appearing to be on a form of a paved road anymore, but a dirt road inclined upward at an angle. The truck shook slightly as she kept a steady track of climbing. Logan took this as an opportunity, his hand ran over and felt across her right leg, rubbing the smooth skin up and down. His fingers squeezing up her skin and rubbing it out as he massaged his way easily and steadily up and down her thigh. Robin herself grinned and felt leg shiver as they attempted to close. Her hands squeezed the steering wheel as she tried to keep focused, she gave a quick glance over to him as he sat back with his hand extended out to her leg. The truck shook again as she made another turn up this trail, outside nothing but a tree line was visible, they were climbing a hill of some sorts as the dirt road gradually turned to a desert mixture. Outside them the dark swallowed them, the light from the headlights was all they could make.

Robin: "Okay your distracting me with that, I think this is far enough. Best get that drink ready..."

Logan grinned; stopping his massaging of her thigh, and taking up the bottle of booze. The truck stopped and Robin put it in park, turning off the engine and killing the headlights. The rustle of her shifting around in her seat and facing Logan, he popped the cork and offered her the bottle.

Logan: "Tequila?"

Robin: "White Wine." *She took the bottle and took a light swig from it, handing it back* Logan nodded: "Not bad... not bad."

He took the bottle and took a swig as well, as he let the bottle exit his lips, he felt Robin climb over-top of his lap. She attempted to straddle him but her skirt prevented her from dividing her legs to sit down. She reached behind her, pulling the denim cloth of her skirt up an over her ass. She gripped his face with both hands, running them down his neck and up to his temples, he leaned back so much his head hit the window of the passenger door. Robin laughed quietly as she kissed him, tasting the wine that he had swallowed seconds before. Her hands massaged and ran up and down his features of his face, Logan himself blindly set the bottle down in a holder just below, his one hand running up along her neck and down her back. His other hand traveling up her leg and around, feeling her ass. Robin kissed Logan, her breathing slightly heavy, her hands ran up to the scalp of his head and grasped what hair she could grip. Squeezing it as she broke the kiss and pulled on his lips, letting it go:

Logan: "You planned this didn't you..." *He whispered*

Robin: "Mhmm..." *she grinned biting her lip as she felt his hands travel up both her ass cheeks*

He gripped them with a firm squeeze, the palms cupping them while his fingers outstretched and gave a firm grip to her flesh as he massaged, squeezed, and ran them around on her ass. His fingertips at times brushed against the silky lace material of her panties, finding the band on her hips he hooked them with his thumbs and pulled them up tighter. Her hips began to steadily grind and rotate on his lap, Robin leaned back some and reached behind her with a hand to search for his cock through his jeans. Logan let go of her ass and reached up, pulling the top to the side, exposing her breasts. The nipples hard and protruding out like the heads of erasers on pencils, the areolas were pop corning as they felt the cool air settling over the truck. Robin stopped and reached in the back for a pillow:

Robin: "Here sit up for a sec."

Logan did as asked, allowing her to slip the small pillow behind his head on the door he relaxed his head in comfort again. Robin grinned and leaned back, finding his crotch and rubbing it up and down with her hand, raking her long finger nails over the surface through his jeans to tease him. Logan looked up and could now make her out in the dark a bit better having his eyes adjusted to the dark now. He could see her wide grin as she watched his hands grope her tits, he could make out the defining features of her nipples and even below he could see the outline of the dark cloth of her panties as they snuggly fit up against her mound with the skirt bunched up just above them with it hiked up. He groped and massaged her tits, feeling them over and rolling the erect nipples in between his thumb and index finger. He felt her fingers fumble and undo the button an zipper to his jeans, her hand slipping inside his boxer briefs and searching, feeling his semi-erect cock, but something else. She felt no hair, she looked down with a curious grin:

Robin: "Oh! You shaved?"

Logan: "Yep... thought I'd do something different." Robin: "Niiiice." *she hissed as she pulled his member out* "Stay there for a sec.."

Robin thought for a moment and slung her body around, turning around she brought her left leg up and set it on Logan's seat just to his left side, she rested her right leg on his right side and eased back to his face. Logan licked his lip as he had her pussy inches from his face, he felt her below him as well. It was perhaps quite the adjustment for a 69 position. He ran his hands up her ass and raked his finger nails down the cheeks, gripping them tightly and even gave her one right cheek a hard sharp slap. The impact made Robin squeak loudly as she looked over her shoulder to see his hands roaming across her ass and over her panties, he ran his index finger up and down the crease of her lips through her panties. Robin gathered her self-control taking up his erect cock in hand, it's size was almost bigger than she remembered in the Sauna. Her thoughts drifted back in her mind as she felt her pussy growing more and more moist. The steam, humid and moist air in that sauna. How she sucked him off and played with her pussy, it was so hot, she wanted to feel his tongue... she longed to be filled up by this big cock. She stroked and spat on the head, lathering it in her saliva as she did a nice circle-jerk motion with her wrist, than went very fast up and down, slowing down at the last second to go nice and slow, giving it a hard firm squeeze till the head was a soft pink. Behind her she could hear Logan's sighs, his growls in response to her hand working it's wonderful magic on his member.

He reached up and pulled her panties to the side over her cheek, her lush pussy glistening with wetness in the soft glow of the starlight, even in the dark of the truck he could see she was wet, very wet. He ran his hands up her ass, his thumbs brushing along the outer folds as he spread her cheeks and looked hungrily at her moist lips, inhaling their sweet scent. Extending his tongue he flicked the tip lightly over the outer folds, Robin felt a soft chill run up over her tail bone and along under her, across her stomach. She pushed back further, and felt his tongue lightly flicking over her lips, the sweet warmth of chills rippling out over her flesh as his tongue lightly danced over her inner lips. She grit her teeth:

Robin: "Oh, ohh yeah baby..." *she hissed quietly through clenched teeth*

Her wrist still worked without rest, slow and fast, she proceeded to stroke and circle-jerk his cock to a towering stiff erection. Veins protruded around the sides and along the shaft, the head was slick with saliva and pre-cum that leaked, she lowered her head. Throwing her head of hair to the side out of her face, she ran her tongue up the side of his shaft slowly, starting from the base of it and working her way up. As she reached the underside of his crown, she swirled her tongue around the head, flicking the very tip lightly and rapidly. Below Logan felt her mouth working him, her hand still squeezing his shaft, but he could feel her warm wet tongue all over his shaft and head. He squeezed his eyes tightly as he lapped her one last time before sucking her lips into his mouth, his tongue probing at times to lap her inner folds as he slurped her lips. Robin took his head into her mouth and slurped on the head, her hand stroking his shaft as she bobbed up and down with her lips wrapped around the head, sucking on the tip of his hard cock light and at times hard as well. She finally let go of his shaft and took more of him into her mouth, slowly... ever so slowly she began a slow rhythm, his cock went in and out, her tongue swirled around the shaft, her lips tightly squeezed around as she slurped an sucked. The warmth and wet fluids of her saliva was like a creamy lather around his cock to Logan. He gripped her ass firmer now and slurped harder, his tongue flicking up and down on Robin's lips, he groaned to her sucking him. And as he managed to reach her clit he flicked it to force a muffled moan from Robin's throat, her mouth filled with his meat. He wrapped his arms around her lower back and his hands held her ass in place as he felt her moving her hips on his face, he lapped her juices and wet lips frequently with the flat side of his tongue. Sinking down in his seat he felt Robin's leg on his right relax on his shoulder. She finally came up for air:

Robin *breathless* : "Fuck... Ha... oh yeah... Yeah baby!"

She caught her breath, wiping saliva that dribbled on her chin and reached down to stroke his cock faster. Her other hand reaching for the bottle of wine... she took a long swig as she leaned back on his face. He grinned and ran his finger up and down on her lips, wiggling it back and forth as he eased it into her hungry cunt. The muscles contracting softly, squeezing his digit as he teased her. Robin groaned with a mouthful of wine and swallowed it, letting out a breath:

Robin *whispers*: "Oooooooooh yeeeeah baby... oh dammit... Mmm!"

She put the bottle down quickly before she lost her grip and dropped it, slapping her hand hard on the leather seat to regain a mental state of control. She looked over her shoulder, he struggled to get his bearings:

Logan: "Let's go outside, I'll grab the sleeping bag..."

Robin grinned and pulled away, he turned and the two exited the truck at almost the same time. Opening the passenger back door, Logan snatched the Sleeping bag and tossed it into the flatbed as he came half way down the back of the truck. As he came around Robin and him Connected with an intense kiss as they grabbed each other's faces, Robin's hair slightly loose from the ponytail. She reached down blindly still kissing Logan and stroked his exposed rigid cock still erect and pointing to the star filled night sky above. She didn't wait for the back, she dropped below at the tailgate and from a crouched position began to suck him off again. He groaned and grit his teeth as he grabbed the tailgate for support, looking down and watching. Watching the awesome site of this lavish attractive woman polishing his knob. She looked up with those intently dark eyes, her fingers lightly careening along the edge of his head slowly, her tongue swirling around as she was grinning. The attention she was giving the head of his cock was driving him nuts, nearly forcing him to double over:

Logan: "Fuck! Your driving me nuts with that on my head..."

He reached down and stopped her, she backed off and looked at it lustfully, wrapping her hand around the shaft. Stroking slowly down and back up again to the head. Moving in and giving the head another lick with the flat side of her tongue, she looked up at him again and took him into her mouth with an aggressive and fast slurp... bobbing her head with rhythm as she took almost all of him in for a deep throat. He groaned and tensed as she held him down for a moment, as she released him she coughed somewhat and took a breath with saliva dripping down her chin. Her fingers rubbing and stroking him still, she slurped on the head again. Her tongue coming around to run up the shaft and down again. Logan couldn't take much more of this. He reached and grasped Robin's hair with a hand guiding her to her feet. She stood and he kissed her, their tongues swirling and the fluids on her chin somewhat passing onto his, he pulled the tailgate down and reached for the sleeping bag. Unzipping it he flipped it open and threw the end out making a nice comfortable laying spot, he turned her and picked her up sitting her in the middle. While he stripped off his shirt he watched her peel off her shoes and socks, her top she pulled down but didn't remove, same as her skirt. She pulled the sleeping bag back farther as he was climbing up into the back of the truck with her, she laid back on her elbows and gestured for him to come to her with her finger. Logan crawled between her legs and grasped them both, with force he pulled her closer. Making her laugh a bit as she felt his grip was strong and his assertion was aggressive, she liked it.

He gripped her ankles and pulled her legs apart in a nice "V-like" shape with her legs. Robin gripped them with her hands at the back of knees, with Logan's own hands holding them in place at the thighs just below the buttocks. He looked up and pulled the panties to the side, he leaned in and gave her lips another slow lap with his tongue, he looked up at her face as she watched below. She could see his tongue, the flat side of it travel over her lips. As it left she could see the sweet fluids careening down his chin and dribble. He pushed her legs down and sucked her clit into his mouth, Robin moaned loudly to the night sky... her head falling back as she couldn't keep it up, she looked to the star skies overhead as her eyes fluttered an finally closed all together. Logan slurped and sucked, swirling and rolling her swollen bean in his between his lips an teeth. Sucking and flicking it with the tip of his tongue, before letting it go he gave a soft nibble, clenching it between his teeth and tugging it. He then rubbed her clit with his one index finger, while he probed her cunt with his tongue, lapping and swirling it up and down the inner walls, feeling the vaginal muscles twitch and the groin muscle flex. Her thighs shivered as she felt his mouth suck in her lips, slurping them and tugging on them like he did with her clit. She looked down and watched, the intense feeling was as hot as watching below. She felt her fingernails clawing the wool of the sleeping bag, she felt her stomach and thighs quivering in a warm ripple effect of chills from small to large cascaded out over her body. She ran her hands down and squeezed her tits, her thumbs pinching the nipple of her left breast before bringing it up to flick her tongue over it. Her free hand ran up and pulled the tie from her dark hair, letting it fall loose. She gathered most of it and squeezed it painfully atop her scalp to hopefully drown out the chills she felt washing over her, but it only helped slightly.