The summer between my junior and senior years in high school my parents gave me a two-month stay in Europe. I had just turned seventeen and was very excited about the adventures that awaited me. I was to be accompanied by my older sister Jenny. I got along well with Jenny who was two years older than me and in college. She had gotten a similar trip when she was seventeen but had traveled with my mom.
As you’ve probably guessed my parents were loaded and we would not exactly be roughing it. In fact, we were to stay in very nice hotels and almost always in a suite where we’d each have our own bedroom.
We began our trip in Great Britain with our itinerary taking us to Sweden, Germany, Switzerland, Italy, and finally France. It was my first trip to Europe since childhood and we had a blast.
We stayed in a beautiful old hotel in London. We had a suite, though the bedrooms were tiny and were right next to each other. We did a lot of sightseeing the first couple of days. On the third night, Jenny brought a guy back to the hotel suite.
With our rooms being next to each other and the thin walls of the old building, there was no way to avoid hearing the sounds they made while making love.
Now I was no prude, nor was I a virgin, but the truth is I had very little experience when it came to sex. I’d pretty much always gone to all-girl private schools. Although I’d had a ‘boyfriend’ for a short period of time, with whom I’d lost my virginity, our encounters (other than hand-jobs) had been few, and pretty much wham-bam-thank-you-ma’ams. I’d certainly never come close to having an orgasm with him, although he’d certainly had one every time, whether by my hand (lots of times), my mouth (once), or my vagina (three times). It was probably typical of a teenage girl’s introduction to sex, but it certainly had not gotten me hooked.
Hearing the sounds my older sister was making I began to wonder if I’d missed out on something. It went on for a long time and I swear I heard Jenny cry out in orgasm three separate times. I found myself listening carefully to the sounds they were making and the words they were saying. Even though it was Jenny I couldn’t keep from getting really horny. When they finally finished, I found myself reliving what I had heard as my young body craved attention. I ended up with my hands between my legs, imagining I was in my sister’s place.
I had of course masturbated before, but this was different. I’d never been so aroused, and I brought myself off quickly. Still not satisfied I played with myself until I’d had three more orgasms. I’d never had more than one before while masturbating and at the end of what seemed like a solid hour of cumming I lay on my bed stark naked and sweating, the sheets thrown off me and my breathing ragged. I slept like a baby. As it turned out this was the start of a serious awakening of my sexuality.
During the rest of our stay in England, Jenny was pretty much attached to this guy. I didn’t mind. I got to do a lot of exploring on my own and met some nice people. I was also treated to the sounds of my sister having sex in the next room every night. Inevitably I’d get turned on and end up making myself cum at least twice each night while listening to them. I got to the point where I looked forward to it each evening.
Like I said I was no prude, at least I didn’t think of myself that way. But the fact was I’d been raised to be conservative in my dress and behavior when it came to sexuality. My sexual experiences up to that point had left me with no reason to become adventurous. So, my newfound interest in the subject was sort of surprising. I don’t think I’d ever masturbated twice in the same week before that trip and here I was playing with myself every night for six nights running. What’s more, I found myself thinking about sex almost all the time.
The freedom of being basically unsupervised for two months as well as the free-spirited adventures of new places added to it, but the bottom line is I became much more sexually aware on that trip than I’d ever been before.
I even got felt up by a guy in a bar the last night we were in England. I was a little tipsy and Jenny and her guy making out next to us contributed, but I would have never let a guy, let alone a complete stranger, do something like that back home. It didn’t go anywhere but it was one more step in my letting my hair down.
I was sad to leave Great Britain, but excited to arrive in Sweden. I’d never been there, even as a child, and was looking forward to new adventures. We didn’t check into our hotel in a little tourist town in northern Sweden until late afternoon. We had no real plans for the rest of the day. Jenny immediately changed into black leggings and a halter top and announced that she was going to the gym to work out. I was sure it was more for the chance to check out some guys.
I told her I didn’t feel like working out and would explore the hotel instead. We arranged to meet at the sauna after she’d had an hour to work out. Swedish saunas are of course famous and so I looked forward to the experience.
Jenny met me an hour later quite sweaty and ready to try the sauna. We went into the locker room and asked the attendant for two towels. She handed me these tiny towels and so I asked if they had anything bigger. She gave me a look that required no words. Jenny took her gym clothes off and then covered herself with a towel. I took off my skirt and blouse, left on my bra and panties, and wrapped the other towel around myself. The towel just covered my breasts and ended barely below my butt.
Resigning myself to minimal coverage, I was about to leave the locker room. Jenny stopped me and warned me that the metal in the straps of my bra could burn me in the sauna. I unfastened and took it off, now even less covered than before.
We entered the sauna and felt the hot air engulf us. There were other people there and I was a bit taken aback to see two men and a woman all sitting there totally nude. I hadn’t realized it was a unisex sauna and just hadn’t thought about the likelihood that people would be there sans clothing. To my surprise no one covered up or seemed the least bit embarrassed.
Jenny and I took seats on the upper bench opposite the three others. They watched us as we held our little towels tightly around our bodies. I realized that as I sat down my towel would either drop and uncover my breasts or rise to uncover my panties. Figuring I at least was wearing something on the bottom I sat down letting the towel ride up my thighs and expose my pink satin panties. Without considering why I held my legs tightly together as I sat there.
The heat was stifling and after just a few minutes I felt sweat bead up on all of my exposed skin. I started to relax in the situation and to casually observe the people around me.
Jenny was leaning back with her eyes closed and was also sweating profusely. The woman on the bench opposite me sat reclining casually. She had long blonde hair, green eyes, and a slim figure. She looked to be in her early twenties. She had smallish round breasts and tiny nipples that seemed to stay slightly hard all the time. Her legs were only parted a couple of inches, but I could make out a small blonde patch of hair in a triangular shape around her pubic region.
Next to her was this well-built blonde guy who looked like he could be her brother, maybe a little older. He also had green eyes and hardly any body hair. He sat turned to the side a bit and I could not see his pubic area.
Opposite Jenny was this other guy with short black hair and brown eyes. He sat with his legs open, and I could plainly see his penis. It seemed to be about average in size though maybe a bit extended with the heat. A large mass of pubic hair was matted all around it.
All of this was very strange to me. Looking at the hairy guy’s penis made me begin to feel uncomfortable again, but I just told myself to cool it. The irony of trying to cool it in a sauna struck me as funnier than it really was.
Just as I was once again at ease with the situation the blonde guy got up to put water on the coals that were along the back wall to his right and further away from me. I couldn’t help noticing his butt which was tight and small and rounded. As he moved to spoon the water, he bent at the waist with his legs planted far apart and I was greeted with a clear view of his privates. The whole area was virtually hairless, and his puckered anus was clear to see above a pair of large balls held in a wrinkled, but again almost hairless, sack. Hanging down below this was a long, thick penis. It was by far the biggest flaccid penis I’d ever seen, even in pictures. I told myself I shouldn’t be staring, but I couldn’t help myself.
I felt a cloud of steam as the water hit the coals. The heat, now vaporized, was intense. The temperature had risen at least a couple of degrees. Sweat was dripping off my arms and legs. I noticed that Jenny looked just as hot and suddenly with a small sigh of frustration she dropped her towel, letting her breasts show. She settled back against the wall with her eyes closed. I could see the tan lines from her bikini on the white flesh of her breasts. They were smallish, but firm and upright; much like a smaller version of my own. Jenny was always pissed that her little sister had bigger tits than she did.
As I looked at her breasts, I could see sweat beading immediately around them as well. I closed my eyes, put my back against the sauna wall, and just let the heat take over. Soon it was getting unbearable with the towel wrapped around me. Finally, I pushed my inhibitions to the side and took it off. I brought my knees up in a kneeling position and pulled them to my chest.
My pink panties were soaked through. I noticed the others look over at me, probably wondering why I was still wearing them. Noticing what I’d done and probably not realizing that I still wore panties, Jenny also pulled her towel off completely and then settled back against the wall. Looking over at her I noticed tufts of pubic hair showing through her slightly parted legs. The dark guy across from her seemed to be staring right between those same legs. My eyes dropped to his lap where his penis stirred a bit, getting a little longer and a little thicker. I watched, trying to look casual and hide my intent. I wondered if he was just going to sit there and let it become fully erect.
A few moments later, and before he had gotten a full hard-on, though it was starting to stand up on its own, all three of our companions got up to go outside and cool off in the cold tub. I watched as they got up, my eyes drawn back to the blonde guy’s penis. I checked out their butts as the door closed behind them. I wasn’t sure if it was the heat or those two guys’ penises, but I was feeling kind of aroused. Nothing much mind you, but my nipples were staying kind of hard, and I was feeling quite relaxed inside my soaked panties.
I wanted to be carefree, but something was still holding me back. With them all gone for a minute I decided that this was my chance to let go. I pulled off my drenched panties and dropped them on the bench next to me. Unconsciously I closed my legs and pulled my knees back up to my chest to hide my nakedness. I closed my eyes.
My thoughts took me far away. The sound of the sauna door opening pulled me back. The blonde man and woman came back in. I had assumed that the other guy was with them, but he had not returned. This time the guy sat down opposite me. To my surprise he smiled at me, obviously noting the discarded panties next to me.