The story took place in the summer of '98. Then it was a warm, if not hot, summer.

It was 30 degree heat. We had a cottage near Belozersk. This is an amazing place. The sandy soil, even after heavy rain, was always dry. Deep and beautiful lakes were not far from our cottage. Dad worked at the weekend and my mother and I went alone to the country. Neighbors arrived too. I was 24. At the next station, a daughter came with her father. As she said, she was about 20, although the figure could be given no more than 18 years. Slender, short stature, dense figure with small elastic breasts and dark skin. Dad athletic build, a former cyclist. The day was hot, but Anya, that was the name of our neighbor, she and her dad worked in the garden. My mother and I also did something about the house. I went out on the terrace. The neighbors had a more well-kept plot than ours. They already had a large bath built, and the site itself was larger than ours. Anya squatted and weeded strawberries. She was wearing a T-shirt and light shorts. I admired her flexible camp. Dad was at home. Anya got up, wiped sweat from her face, turned to me and smiled. I was embarrassed and preferred to quickly go into the house. So in business, the day flew by. In the evening I saw the smoke from the pipe of the bath. After some time, Pope-Lyosha came to us and suggested we go for a steam bath. My mother and I agreed. They took clean linen and after some time went to the neighbors. Gone to the house. Pope Lesha said that if we want, the bath is ready and we can go. I loved the bath to be hot, and my mother did not tolerate the heat very well. Anya also said that she loves to steam. “And how are we going together?” I asked. Anya did not answer. I took the linen, the towel, Anya also took the bundles and we went to the bathhouse together. Anya was in the topic on the straps, short shorts and slippers on her bare feet. I could not understand how we would be soared in a steam room together. Judging by Anya's view, she did not bother with this question. We went to the bath. Anya opened the door and first entered, I entered behind her.

“Lock the door,” Anya said in a commanding tone.

I turned the key in the lock. Anya went to the waiting room.

- Do not be shy, come in.

- But how are we going to bathe together?

- Are you going to bathe separately or in swimming trunks? - Anya asked with a grin and began to remove the topic. - you, too, let's take off your clothes, do not be shy. Anya had her back to me. She has already removed her topic. Beautiful smooth dark skin of the back narrow shoulders. She bent down and began to take off her shorts, looking back at me, smiled. I stood as a pillar. Anya took off her shorts, giggled and quickly jumped into the steam room.

- Andrew, do not be shy, take off your clothes and come to me. I took off the T-shirt, shorts, swimming trunks managed to remove with great difficulty, because the member has already begun to strain.

- Well, come on, Andrew, do not be shy!

- Now, now, just a minute. I opened the steam room door. I smelled hot from the stove. Anya was lying on her stomach on the top shelf. I quickly slipped into the steam room and lay down on my stomach on the lower shelf.

- How is our bathhouse?

- Good. But it's not very hot, can you give a park?

- Do you want to go to the top shelf? Will it be warmer here?

- No, better than the park.

I got up from the shelf. In the corner there were two gangs of hot water with fluffy birch twigs soaked in them. I took a scoop, poured cold water from the tap and splashed it on the stones. Immediately threw a thick steam and nothing became visible. I started to sweat.

- Andrew, you want to beat a broom.

- Let me better you.

- Come on. Where will you be more comfortable?

- On the bottom shelf is better.

I felt like Anya started to get up from the top shelf. I turned my face to the wall.

- Well, do not be shy, let's get up and I'll lie down. I, without looking at Anya, got up, walked over to the gangs, took a broom, shook off the water. Anya was lying on her stomach. Awesome sight: sweaty, relaxed from the heat, body. Smooth skin of the back, elastic balls of the buttocks.I started stroking my back with a broom, then I started whipping harder and harder. Anya just moaned a little. From such a spectacle, my dick got up.

- Do you want me to beat you now? - Anya asked in a languid voice.

- No, I do not like it when they beat me with a broom.

Anya turned over on her back. I instinctively covered my penis with a broom.

- Do not be shy, Andrew, it is so natural when a man gets up when looking at a naked woman. Show it to me. I started to sweat more, but removed the broom from the penis.

- What a beautiful member you have, you are still circumcised!

- And the first time you see a member of a man in this form?

- So close - yes! Can I touch him?

- Yes.

Anya touched a member. A wave of shudder passed through my body. For the first time in my life, my dick experienced the touch of female hands. Her body was gorgeous: dark skin, small mounds of breasts with dark brown nipples ovals, practically hairless crotch, elastic but not pumped tummy.

- Can I touch your chest.

“Yes,” she whispered. I touched her left breast. The nipple under my arm was hard. Anya began to breathe intermittently. I was also very pleased. I felt her hands caressing my dick. She squeezed the head, stroked the testicles. I ran my hand over my stomach and went down to the crotch. Toli sweat toli excitement there was all wet. I first saw women's charms and could touch them with my hand. Sponges were excited, I touched them with my hand. Anya gave me a basin, but then I felt that Anina pens did their job and a white jet of sperm hit her right in the hand.