Chapter 3 — The Steam Room Tale – Part 1 (3)

Finally, it was Saturday.

I arrived at Primera Hotel around one, checked into a room, and waited in the café for my family to arrive. I handed over the key and stayed behind, waiting for Sarah.

After a short while, a woman in a dress walked in and greeted me knowingly.

“Honey. Did you wait long? Where are the others?”

“They’ve gone up to the room already. Did you eat?”

“A little. But later, buy me something delicious for dinner.”

“Alright. Let’s go up quickly.”

We took the elevator straight to the room.

Inside, Sarah exchanged awkward greetings with my family.

I took the lead, stripping off my clothes to set the mood.

“Let’s all undress and enjoy ourselves while we talk.”

At my words, Emma was the first to undress, followed by the other women. The younger brothers’ wives hesitated, shy at first, but slowly removed their clothes.

“I couldn’t believe three brothers and their wives actually enjoy sex together, but seeing it like this… it’s kind of hot. Today, just as you asked, honey, I’ll teach the older sisters how I work at the steam room.”

To ease the tension, Emma reached over and started stroking David’s thigh, her hand moving suggestively along his leg.

“First, a customer comes in and usually undresses while waiting. Then I take them to the bathroom, give them a toothbrush, and while they’re brushing their teeth, I turn on the shower, adjust the water temperature, lather a towel with soap, and wash their body.”

We all crowded into the bathroom.

Emma picked me and began washing my body, her hands lingering longer than necessary.

“After washing their body, you must thoroughly clean the customer’s most intimate areas with soap. When washing, rub it like you’re giving them pleasure. For the other area, coat your fingers with plenty of soap and gently insert a finger inside while cleaning.”

Emma diligently lathered David’s arousal as instructed, while Claire washed Thomas. Only Hannah stood idle—there was one man short. I took her hand and guided it to my hardening length.

The men, now out of the bathroom, sat on the edge of the bed, slightly awkward, lighting cigarettes.

Sarah called Emma over and had her lie face down on the bed.

“I’ll demonstrate on a woman first. Watch closely, then do the same to a man.”

She diluted lotion with water and applied it to Emma’s body, then a little on her own. She began rubbing her body against Emma’s, starting from the chest. Climbing on top of her, she used her pubic hair to brush against Emma’s shoulders, slowly moving downward.

After roughly wiping off the lotion with a towel, she began licking from Emma’s ankles upward. When she reached her thighs, Emma couldn’t hold back—she moaned, lifting her hips.

Sarah lightly bit her buttocks while teasing the cleft with her tongue, probing deep into the crack. Experienced in this, Emma instinctively relaxed and spread her legs. Sarah pretended to lick her there, then slid her tongue up her back—Emma moaned louder, disappointed.

After licking her neck and ears, Sarah slipped a hand into Emma’s most intimate area, gently stroking. Emma gasped, thrusting her hips. She spread Emma’s legs, knelt behind her, and used both hands to pull apart her buttocks. Then she kissed that most intimate area with her tongue, probing deeply.

Emma was nearing climax—her arousal evident on her thighs.

We brothers watched, our arousal undeniable. The women, too, were aroused, touching themselves.

Sarah flipped Emma onto her back and began licking slowly from her toes upward. She lingered in the most intimate area, then moved up with her tongue, nibbling her nipples before sliding back down. Spreading Emma’s legs wide, she kissed and licked her there—Emma shuddered in convulsions.

Sarah gave us a subtle glance.

David quickly climbed behind the bed and guided his arousal toward Emma’s mouth. As soon as it entered, Emma reached out and began sucking fiercely.

As Sarah lifted her mouth from Emma’s most intimate area and stood up, Thomas thrust his arousal into her and started moving.

My cock was aching—I grabbed Claire’s hand and guided it to my shaft. She knelt before me, took my length deep into her mouth, and sucked hard.

Sarah watched our family, sipping juice from the fridge and smoking.

“Honey’s family is amazing. I’m so turned on.”

“You should join us too. Want all three brothers to take you?”

“Yes… after I teach the sisters. I’ll ask you later.”

David, still in Emma’s mouth, began trembling—then released himself inside. Emma swallowed eagerly, but thick white evidence of his pleasure spilled from the corners of her lips. Thomas pulled out of her, walked to her face, and guided his arousal into her mouth. After a few sucks, he came too, filling her mouth.

Only I hadn’t come yet. Sarah stood, took my hand, and pulled Claire’s hand away, guiding her to Thomas.

“The other two sisters, try doing what you just saw—service the men. Have you ever been to a steam room? As they receive it, guide them gently, like a customer would. The eldest sister can rest. Can I… do this with you, honey?”

“Yes, I’m exhausted. I’ll rest a bit.”

Emma got up and went to the bathroom to clean herself.

David and Thomas lay side by side on the bed. The two daughters-in-law switched partners and began mimicking what they’d seen, sensually massaging the men’s bodies.

I led Sarah by the hand to the other bed.

“Sarah. Want me to do to you what you just did to my wife?”

“Really?”

“Lie face down.”

I kissed her entire body just as I’d seen done to Emma. When I flipped her over and began kissing her most intimate area, she said, “Let’s do sixty-nine,” and pushed me down. She straddled my face, pressing her wetness against my mouth, and took my cock into her own.

I flipped her back, spread her legs, and gripped my cock with both hands. I teased her there with just the tip, circling slowly, rubbing up and down—never fully entering.

“Honey! I’m going crazy! Just put it in already!”

I ignored her, rubbing the head against her slit for over five minutes. She couldn’t take it—she lifted her hips, trying to force my cock inside.

When I finally pushed in, she clamped down like a vice, already near climax. I buried myself deep, then stayed still—only occasionally thrusting deeper before freezing again. She was more aroused by this than by rough pounding.

Gradually, I increased my pace. Her excitement built—her hips thrust so hard they nearly lifted me off the bed.

I pulled out and flipped her onto her back. Her arousal was evident—juice dripped down her thighs, wetting that other area.

I pushed my cock back in, then coated my fingers with her wetness and touched her there. She moaned in pleasure.

When I slipped one finger in, she flinched.

“No! Honey, pull it out! It hurts!”

“I’ll go slow. It’s okay. Relax. You can take it. My wife takes it…”

“Really? Still… I think it’ll hurt.”

“Does it hurt now?”

“No…”

“See? You’re just scared. Everyone ends up loving it.”

“But still…”

I signaled to Emma with my eyes.

She came over and got into the same position beside us—ass raised, bent over. She was already aroused, her arousal evident.

Emma even brought vaseline. She applied it and slowly pushed her lover’s cock into her own back passage. Sarah watched, eyes wide.

“It really goes in… Does it not hurt, unnie?”

“No. It’s tight, but good.”

Emma moved her hips a few times, then pulled out and pushed her cock into Sarah’s most intimate area. With her fingers, she teased her back entrance.

Then, pulling out again, she rubbed the cock against Sarah’s back passage and slowly pushed in. Sarah cried out in pain.

Emma touched Sarah’s most intimate area and breasts, whispering, “Relax. Let go.”

As Sarah relaxed her muscles, the cock slowly slid into her.

“How’s it now? Still hurt?”

“It’s… tight. A little painful.”

“Is this your first time?”

“Yes… I can’t do it. It hurts.”

After a few more thrusts, I pulled out and returned to her most intimate area. Her tightness, gripping my cock, was exquisite.

Precum beaded at the tip—I was close. I thrust deep when Sarah suddenly pulled away, turned, and sat on my lap.

“Honey, cum in my mouth.”

She took my glistening cock into her mouth. With her fingers, she smeared her wetness onto my back passage and gently inserted a finger, teasing me.

I erupted into her mouth. She swallowed greedily, then used her finger to scoop up the pleasure dripping from the corners and sucked it off.

Emma watched, puzzled.

“In the steam room, do you usually drink the customer’s release?”

“No! Are you crazy?”

“Then why—?”

“Honey is special. While working, sometimes you meet someone you really like—someone you treat like a lover.”

“How do you usually do it?”

“Put on a condom and suck. Sometimes a guy asks to be sucked without one, but only if he’s clean. Never for dirty ones.”

“What if a customer forces you?”

“We scream—the enforcers from the shop come running.”

I glanced over—both daughters-in-law were wiping white evidence of pleasure from the corners of their mouths with the backs of their hands.

“Was it good?”

“Felt different. Really good.”

“What about you two?”

“We like that the men enjoy it… but it’s tiring. And… empty.”

“You feel empty because you’re serving them but not getting fucked back, right?”

“Hehehe…”

“After a short break, I’ll fuck your pussies like crazy.”

The seven of us—three men, four women—paired off casually, sitting on the beds, drinking beer and chatting.

After resting, Sarah laid Hannah on the bed and began kissing her body just as she had Emma.

Hannah’s face twisted in pleasure-pain as she cried out. I pushed Sarah aside, thrust my cock into Hannah’s most intimate area, and started moving. She wrapped her legs around my waist, thrusting wildly.

“Hannah, now that you’re full, do you like it?”

My crude question only excited her more.

“Yes! It’s so full, I love it! Youngest uncle, come here! I want to taste you!”

“You’ll be thankful if your sister-in-law sucks you, right? I’ll fill your mouth—suck well.”

David approached, and Hannah took his arousal eagerly, sucking like it was delicious.

After I came inside her and pulled out, I looked to the side—Thomas was eating Emma’s most intimate area while Sarah took his cock in her mouth.

I went to Claire, who was alone, touching herself while watching. I offered my cock—still hard—and she took it into her mouth, sucking it back to life.

“Claire, you’ll have to wait a bit more.”

After two rounds of sex and practice, I checked the time—past six. Everyone’s stomachs growled with hunger.

“Let’s all clean up, go out for dinner, then come back and continue? Sarah, are you free?”

“Yes, I’m fine. You guys promised me three-on-one—don’t back out now.”

“Of course not. Don’t regret it later.”

We went out, crossed the street to a restaurant called Mr. Park’s Meat House. The seven of us ordered twelve servings. The women ate even more than the men.

After dinner, we stopped by a convenience store, bought toothbrushes, beer, and snacks, and returned to the hotel.

Back in the room, no one waited—everyone stripped, took quick showers to wash off the meat smell, and gathered around, naked, drinking beer.

“Honey’s family is incredible. So free with sex, and everyone loves it so much.”

“Is it… disgusting?”

“No. Honestly… I’m a little jealous.”

“The women have some complaints though.”

“What?”

“Our husbands? They flirt with women whenever they can. The three brothers take turns fucking them.”

“But the older sisters understand, right?”

“Only because the eldest sister says to tolerate it. It’s not fair. We only endure it because we get to freely have sex with the three brothers too.”

Hannah was voicing what she’d kept inside.

“Enough. You’re the younger one—you should endure. Didn’t David and the uncles promise you opportunities too? Why complain?”

Emma stepped in, scolding Hannah.

The mood turned awkward. David moved beside Hannah, groped her breasts, spread her legs, buried his face in her most intimate area, and began kissing her there—while guiding his cock into her mouth.

As the two began sex, Sarah laid Claire on the bed and started teaching her the same techniques.

Thomas had already approached Emma, pulling her hand toward the bed, lying down and asking her to pleasure him.

Emma lifted his hips and kissed his back passage, then slid between his legs, sucking his cock while one hand rubbed her own most intimate area, fingers thrusting inside.

I sat on a chair, watching the three couples, thinking how best to find more men for us.

I decided—first, talk to Sarah. Then take our women to the steam room, let them serve customers.

I walked over to Claire. She and Sarah were entwined like lovers, kissing each other’s most intimate areas.

I stepped between them. They both sucked my cock reverently, then turned their bodies, lifting their most intimate areas toward my face.

I kissed one while fingering the other, giving them both full service.

Claire sat up, climbed on top of me, guided my cock into her most intimate area, and began grinding in circles.

Sarah took turns riding me, then the two whispered—they got me off the bed and lay side by side, faces down, lifting their asses, shaking them.

I took turns pounding both their most intimate areas, fingering their back passages.

As Claire’s ass loosened, I pushed my cock inside and began analing her, while slapping Sarah’s ass to make her look.

She watched, stunned—my thick cock sliding in and out of Claire’s back passage, unobstructed. Sarah stared, mouth open.

When I came inside Claire’s back passage, thick white cum spilled from her gaping hole. Sarah touched it in wonder, then inserted her finger, exploring.

“Does it feel good, back there?”

“It’s tight… and I like the feeling of being forced. Try it.”

“I don’t like it. It hurts. A finger’s fine, but honey’s cock is too thick.”

Meanwhile, Thomas and David had finished, lying on the bed, breathing heavily. Emma lay on Thomas’s stomach, panting—then calmed slightly, took his cock into her mouth, and sucked the remaining release off like it was delicious.

Sarah and Claire saw this and began sucking my cock together.

After multiple rounds, we all sat naked, drinking.

“Sisters… really going to do it with customers at the steam room?”

“I’d like to try… at least once.”

Emma spoke first, curious. Hannah and Claire agreed—they wanted to try too.

Thomas was hesitant, but agreed—only once.

With minds set, Sarah called the shop, explained the truth, and asked for understanding.

We agreed to go the next day. I gave Sarah 500,000 won as spending money. She thanked us, said she hoped we’d meet again soon, and left.