My First Orgy

This story is about young people partying. There's a lot of drinking, so technically, the sex is nonconsensual. There's also incest and anal. All characters are over 18.

^^^ Saturday, October 10, 2015^^^

The Korhonen family sat around the dinner table. The twenty-year-old, Riika, was texting friends on her phone. Her younger brother, Roger, was antsy and said to his mother when she entered the room, "You know the Golden Gophers have a big hockey game tonight. Can I skip dinner? I'll eat at Mariucci Arena."

"No," Sue said firmly. She placed the serving dish on the table.

Her husband, Stan, smiled and said, "Mmm! Karelian stew! My favorite."

Riika sat her phone down and said, "What's the special occasion that caused you to open Grandma's recipe box?"

Sue stood tall. The forty-eight-year-old, blue-eyed woman beamed and bounced on her toes in excitement.

"Your father has been awarded the Nobel Prize!"

Stanislaw blushed and said in a soft voice, "Six people were selected for our work that demonstrated neutrinos can change identities."

His kids looked at him as if he was speaking a foreign language. In a way, he was. Very few people in the world knew of and appreciated his work.

Roger recognized it was a big deal and said, "Wow, Dad! That's fantastic."

"You got the Nobel Peace prize for some lab experiments?" Riika asked incredulously.

"No, sweetie," her father answered. "In addition to the Peace Prize, people are awarded Nobel prizes for advancements in science, literature, medicine, and economics. I got mine for my work in physics."

"Oh," his daughter grunted. "That's great."

"It is great," Sue said. "So tonight we dine on Karelian stew served with mashed potatoes, lingonberry jam, and pickled cucumbers.

"AND..." Sue paused for dramatic effect and added, "In December, we will go to Stockholm and watch your father accept his award!"

Stan's face reddened. True to his Finnish roots, he was not a man who sought honor and glory or wanted to be made a fuss over. He said, "Since we will be so close to Finland, we'll pop over and see my Finnish relatives at their farm in Porvoo.

"You remember my cousin Iiro, his wife Isla, and their children, Talia and Tobias, don't you?"

"Yes," Roger said. "They visited us ten years ago. Your cousin didn't speak much, Tobias was fun, and Talia was a flat-chested, sharped-tongue brat."

"That's harsh," Sue said. "Talia was twelve-years-old!"

"They're the only family I have left," Stan said. "I look forward to seeing them and enjoying the beautiful Finnish countryside."

Roger mumbled under his breath. "Yeah, who wouldn't want to visit Finland in December? It'll probably be thirty degrees below zero."

^^^

Stanislaw wore a tuxedo and the rest of the family wore their Sunday best for the award ceremony. It was pomp and circumstance at its finest.

They attend a formal dinner. On the day of the Nobel Banquet the Blue Hall is laid out with 65 tables in exact positions using 470 meters of tablecloth. 30 people wearing white gloves begin the time-consuming task of laying out 6,730 pieces of porcelain, 5,384 glasses and 9,422 pieces of cutlery.

The same care is given to each place setting, whether it is for the table of honor or the tables for students.

Sue had insisted that they spend two days in Stockholm to do sightseeing. Their first stop was Gamla Stan, the Old town, which dates from the 1200s and is crammed with must-see sights, attractions, cafés, authentic restaurants, and boutique shops. The area is a living, breathing museum in its own right.

^^^

On the third day, they traveled to Helsinki. Iiro met them at the airport. He stood outside the baggage claim area with a small sign that said 'Korhonen'.

The Americans got their luggage and exited. Sue saw him, frowned, and went up to him. She said, "Hello, Iiro."

She hugged him and kissed him on the cheek. The man squirmed. He didn't like that she had invaded his private space.

"There was no need for the sign," Sue said. "It's only been ten years. You're as handsome as ever. You haven't changed a bit."

The farmer blushed and said, "I didn't want to presume that you'd remember me, and I worried that I would not recognize you. Roger and Riika were kids the last time I saw them. Now they're adults."

Sue released him.

Stan walked up to his cousin, and the two exchanged greetings and shook hands.

The kids came forward and said hello.

"Do you have everything?" Iiro asked. "I borrowed a van to transport you to the farm. It's a fifty-kilometer trip. The weather is not bad. We should be home in an hour."

The stocky fifty-year-old man insisted on carrying Sue's luggage. He zipped up his coat and led them to the garage.

When the brisk winter wind hit the Americans, they shivered except for Stan. He smiled and said, "It's good to be in Finland."

The snow fell steadily during the drive. The road was mostly clear. Two feet of snow covered the ground beside the highway.

"It's cold and snowing," Roger said. "What do you consider bad weather?"

"This is normal for this time of year," Iiro said. In a matter-of-fact tone, he added, "Bad weather is colder and has more snow."

Roger looked at his sister, raised his eyebrows, and shrugged his shoulders. Riika giggled and whispered, "He hasn't changed a bit. He's a man of a few words."

The children looked out the window and listened to the adults' conversation. They covered the expected topics: How is everyone? What have you been up to? How was the award ceremony?

When they arrived at the farm, both families greeted the others. Stan and Sue settled in the guest bedroom and joined their hosts for coffee.

The kids were staying in their cousins' bedrooms. After getting settled, they had a drink and a snack and went outside. The girls went cross-country skiing, and the guys went to a local lake and played hockey with other lads.

Roger held his own.

After the game ended, Tobias teased, "You're not a bad hockey player."

"It's my favorite sport. You have a wicked slapshot."

"Thanks."

They shared a ride home on a snowmobile. Tobias parked it in the barn.

"Burr! I'm cold," Roger said.

His cousin smiled and said, "Me too. We have time before dinner is ready. Let's warm up in the sauna."

Tobias led him to a low building that had smoke pouring out of a chimney. They entered an anteroom. It had a small kitchen area, chairs, places to hang up clothes, and an open shower in the corner. Shelves held folded towels.

They removed their coats and boots and put them in empty lockers.

"Beer?" Tobias asked.

"Sure."

He got them out of the small refrigerator, and the young men drank.

Tobias said, "We can take the beer with us into the sauna. The temperature inside is 76 Celsius. That's 170 F, so we'll warm up fast. Undress. We need to shower before going into the sauna."

Tobias stripped and showered. The blonde nineteen-year-old was fit, He was over six feet tall and stocky like his father.

Roger undressed. The eighteen-year-old was in good shape and nearly six feet tall. He had a slimmer build than his cousin.

While Roger showered, Tobias chugged his beer.

When the younger teen finished washing, he dried his face and pushed his hair back.

"Finish your beer," his cousin said. "It's hot in the sauna, and we need to stay hydrated. I'll get us another one."

Roger downed what remained in his bottle. He put his dead soldier on the small counter. His cousin handed him another beer and a towel and said, "There are wooden benches inside. Sit or lie on your towel."

He opened the door and went in.

Roger followed and said, "Wow! The heat and humidity almost knocked me down. You weren't kidding about getting warm fast!"

The guys sat on their towels on a bench opposite the pile of rocks. They began to sweat.

They drank, sweated, and talked some. The heat was overwhelming. It was all Roger could do to keep his head up and follow the conversation.

Tobias explained the basics of a sauna to his cousin.

Then, he said, "I'll take it easy on you. I know this is your first sauna. After a stint in here, we'll go outside and roll in the snow and have a second turn in the heat."

"Are you crazy? It's below zero out there."

"That's how sauna is done. You get hot, sweat like a mother fucker, and cool off by showering, jumping in a lake, or laying in the snow.

"The process is repeated two or three times. You'll feel great afterward. The sauna is the poor man's medicine. It's how we Finns stay healthy. You've sweated a lot of toxins out of you."

Tobias stood and smiled, and said, "It's time to cool off." He stared, daring his cousin to join him.

Roger said, "Okay. I'm game."

The nude men ran outside, rolled in the soft fresh snow, and hurried back inside, laughing the whole time.

"That was wild," Roger said when he sat on his towel in the sauna. "I thought I'd freeze my dick off, but it didn't feel that cold even when I was rolling in the snow. It was exhilarating!"

His cousin nodded.

They sat two feet apart for a few minutes. They quickly went from cold to warm to hot to sweating.

^^^

The door to the sauna opened, and Rikka and Talia came in. They were naked. Talia casually said, "Hi". She smiled and did not attempt to cover her bare body.

She was nearly six feet tall, blonde with blue eyes and a slim body. Her tanned tits were small and pointy, and her hard pink nipples faced East and West. A thin line of blonde pubes was above her hairless vulva. Her legs were slender and shapely. Her feet were dainty.

Riika's reaction was the opposite of casual. She shrieked and tried to cover everything, unsuccessfully. Her boobs were too big to hide with one hand, so she used both. She realized her waxed pussy was uncovered and dropped her left hand, which exposed her left boob.

That hand went back and forth as she fidgeted, gasped, blushed, and stared wide-eyed at the naked boys.

Simultaneously, Roger cried out in shock. He closed his legs and placed his hands over his penis. His red face got redder.

"What are they doing here!" Rikka demanded to know.

"Enjoying the sauna," Tobias said with a smile. "Is there a problem?"

"You and Roger...You're in here!"

Tobias laughed at her distress.

His sister said, "The boys being here upsets you? Oh, that's right. Americans are not as comfortable with nudity as Finns are. Tobias and I and our parents sauna together naked three, four, sometimes five times a week."

"Sauna is not a sexual experience," Tobias explained. "It's for purification, relaxation, healing, and fellowship. Welcome, cousin. Have a seat."

"Stop staring at me!" Rikka screeched.

Talia sat on her towel. Her bench was perpendicular to the young men. She said calmly, "Riika, no one is staring at you. Your brother's eyes are screwed shut. He's so uncomfortable it looks like he might pass out."

"Tobias and I are not ogling you. Why would we? You're a normal human female. We see naked female bodies almost every day. I suggest you take a deep breath, exhale slowly, and relax.

"Of course, if you are too traumatized, leave. I'm staying and getting warm."

"I'd like to get warm," Riika said in a soft voice. She clutched her towel tightly, held it in front of her body, and looked at her cousins.

They gave her a friendly smile.

She realized they weren't ogling, teasing, or making fun of her. She calmed down and said, "Maybe I'm being silly."

She looked at her brother and threatened him, "If you ever tell anyone back home about this..." She raised a fist and shook it at him. The action caused her boobs to jiggle.

Roger looked his sister in the eyes and said, "You don't have to worry about me. I swear I'll never say to anyone, 'There was this time when I was naked with my sister in a sauna'."

Riika put her towel on the bench next to Talia.

The boys took this opportunity to study her bum. She had a fine butt: tight and tanned with a pale imprint that showed she was a fan of thong bikini bottoms.

Rikka sat. Her body was rigid; she looked uncomfortable. She had her arms crossed over her breasts. Her knees were crossed too, effectively hiding her pussy.

The room went quiet. Everyone sat with their eyes closed or focused on the hot stones or unfocused, looking nowhere. Sweat poured out of their bodies.

"It's hot in here," Riika said. To herself, she added, "I can't stay in this position. If I move, I'll expose myself. If I don't, I may pass out. Look at the others. They are relaxed and seem to be handling the heat and the situation better than I."

She moved. She put her arms by her side, and spread her legs slightly. "This is better. Is anyone staring at me?" She checked on the guys, saw they weren't looking at her, and relaxed.

The heat enveloped her and warmed her to her core. She thought, "This is nice. I never knew there was such a thing as a good sweat."

Five minutes later, Tobias got up.

His movement caught everyone's attention, and caused them to look at his fit body, tight ass, defined abs, and swinging dick. No one lusted after him. They merely noted he had an uncircumcised penis. It was soft and five inches long.

The Finn grabbed a wooden ladle, and poured water over the stones.

There was a hissing sound, and a thick cloud of water vapor rose from the hot rocks, adding an annoying level of humidity to the almost unbearable heat. It extracted more perspiration from the inhabitants.

Minutes passed. From time to time, the siblings looked at one another's bodies out of honest curiosity and boredom. No one covered up or got upset. An attitude of mutual respect prevailed.

The guys' penises were limp and unthreatening.

Tobias was a 'shower'. His dick was five inches long. Roger was circumcised and a 'grower'. His dick was currently an unimpressive three inches.

Riika's boobs were superior in size, shape, and appeal to Talia's slender set.

Both young women had shapely asses and clean, hairless cunts. Talia's outer labia were thick, like a hamburger bun. Riika had a sleek, neat gash.

"We're going outside in a minute," Talia said.

"Why?" Rikka asked.

Talia explained it was part of the process and gave her more information about using a sauna.

The young people went outside, laughed, whooped it up, threw snow at each other, and rolled in it. They hurried back inside, paused to grab bottles of beer, and returned to the sauna.

They gabbed about the experience and drank. Riika and Roger talked excitedly and appeared to have lost their inhibitions about nudity. They could look and appreciate a body, and they weren't so self-conscious about their own bits that they got embarrassed or flustered.

Everyone saw everything,and no one was upset.

That changed two minutes later when the adults entered the sauna. Again, it was the Americans who were self-conscious and uncomfortable.

The following took place quickly and simultaneously.

Riika and Roger jumped off the benches and stared with open mouths at their naked parents. They stood ramrod straight and looked scared, like little kids caught misbehaving.

Roger gawked at his mother's naked body. Especially her big pale bell-shaped breasts, large dark red areolas, and thick, dark blonde bush. It was the first hairy pussy he'd seen in person. They'd gone out of style ages ago. He'd only seen them in vintage porn pics and movies.

Rikka stood frozen with her arms by her side and a shocked look on her face.

Her youthful body was coated with perspiration and glistened.

Her firm breasts sat high on her chest. Her pink nips were pointy and hard.

She was too ashamed to look her parents in the eyes. Her eyes scanned their nude bodies and settled on her father's uncircumcised dick. She had never seen his penis before.

^^^While that happened...^^^

"Oh, my!" Sue and Stan exclaimed. They were so shocked they forgot that they were also naked and didn't attempt to cover themselves.

Sue looked at her children. She'd not seen them naked as adults. She was pleased with her daughter's comely figure. Her boy was fit and muscular, Her eyes were drawn to his penis. "Oh dear," she thought. "That's a small one."

Stan glanced at his son and saw that he was penitent. He spent more time looking at his naked daughter. The twenty-year-old was beautiful and had a rocking body. He found himself staring at her tits and pussy, and thinking, "She looks so much like her mother did at that age."

Sue and Stan realized they were gawking at their kids. They turned away and attempted to leave, but Isla and Iiro were behind them and unintentionally blocked their path.

"What's the matter, Cousin," Iiro asked when Stan bumped into him.

"Our children are here!"

"Yes. Why not?" Iiro said. "Saunas are good for families. This is a time to talk."

"But they can see us naked!" Sue screeched. She looked at her son's penis and added, "And we can see them naked."

Isla asked. "What is wrong with nudity? Kids learn what their bodies will look like when they grow up, and parents can monitor the health and development of their children."

She gave the Americans a puzzled look. Then, a light bulb went off in her head. "Oh! This is new for you."

"Cousin," Iiro said. "Try it. Finns have been living this way, sharing saunas for several thousand years. We aren't shocked by nakedness. We look at the so-called private parts the same way we look at an elbow or an ear. I think that's entirely psychologically healthy."

After Iiro finished his elegant speech, Stan looked at Sue. She nodded, and he said, "I guess we can stay."

"Come sit with me, Mom," Riika said. "I reacted the way you did when I stumbled in and found Roger and Tobias naked. I got over it in a few minutes. The heat warms you to the core. Sweat gushes out of you, and you can feel your cares and toxins leaving your body."

Sue turned and smiled at her daughter. Her face contorted, and her eyes widened when she noticed that her son had an erection.

"Oh, my!" she gasped.

Everyone saw Roger's hard cock. It was longer than most with an average girth.

Isla said, impressed, "That's an iso kukko...a big cock."

The other women unconsciously nodded and concurred.

"Roger, this is a place for cleansing, meditating, and purifying," Isla said, "It is not a place for sex. Boys being boys, we know erections will occur. No one here faults you. You can cover it with a towel or lie on your stomach until it goes away or..."

She grabbed the ladle, and threw a large scoop of water on his penis. The shock and cool nature of the water caused him to lose his hard-on.

Iiro laughed and said, "Boy, you're lucky you aren't in a public sauna in Sweden. They have matrons who monitor the patrons and take care of the sauna. A man with an erection who is not contrite and covers it, is taken outside, made to lie in the snow, and thrashed with birch branches."

Iiro laughed gently, slapped the young man on the arm to show he wasn't in trouble, and said, "Don't worry, erections happen. Be discreet, and you will be forgiven."

Tobias grinned and said. "It's happened to us all."

Everyone found a seat and sweated in the heat.

^^^

The following morning, Iiro insisted on showing everyone around his farm. He spoke with pride about the land that had been in his family for generations. He focused on raising cattle and had a nice size herd. He grew their feed and vegetables for his family.

By mid-morning, the kids were on the snowmobiles and exploring the woods and fields.

After lunch, everyone, including the grown-ups, went ice skating on a frozen pond on the farm. Sue impressed her kids with her skills.

She said, "I wasn't always a 'mom'." She used her hands to put 'mom' in air quotes. "I skated a lot when I was young."

"You're great," Roger said. "I bet you could've been in the Olympics."