At the YMCA

My wife has a YMCA membership and gets a certain number of guest passes. She's always after me to come with her and use one so on a recent day when my work was closed because of snow, I went with her. She went off to do yoga and then swim so I was by myself in the rooms where they had weight machines and then treadmills. Not many people were out in the snow, so it was easy to do whatever I wanted and easy to notice the people who were there. There was an older gentleman using the weights, a woman about my age on a rower and other machines, and a muscular woman with large breasts, very fit with long silky black hair. She looked Hispanic with dark, pretty skin tone and attractive features including very nice legs and that stereotypical beautiful full butt. We all mostly ignored each other and were far apart.

After my workout, I stopped at the pool saw my wife just getting in so I knew I had lots of time. I went to the locker room and discovered on my way that there was a men's steam room. After disrobing, i wrapped a towel around me and went in for a steam. When I went in, another guy was in there sitting nude on his towel. He opened his eyes, nodded at me, and then went back to resting in the very steamy atmosphere. I was more modest and kept my towel around me. After a few minutes, I closed my eyes too until I heard the door open. I looked and saw the woman with the long black hair stepping inside. The guy who had glanced at me again opened his eyes but this time looked startled. He wrapped his towel around his waist and hurried out. I thought he was just embarrassed for being so revealed until the “woman” took off her towel and sat down.

My eyes tried to peek without seeming pervy and through the steam I saw two large, probably surgically enhanced breasts with dark nipples. I don't get much sex at home and so I felt my groin start to react as I saw her put the towel down and sit on it as the other man had. But why was she in here? Was the woman's sauna not working? And how broad minded was the Y to allow coed nude saunas. Then the steam started to wane and our eyes met and i heard the voice ask, “Mind if I turn the steam back up?” The voice was mellow, very sweet, had a Latin accent, and was slightly deep. I consented and when the person stood and moved to the controls I saw a large uncircumcised penis and small testicles. Whoa.

Her organ looked half aroused and like the rest of her body, all was hairless. I am very straight but this confused me because this attractive Latina upper body, and the legs and butt I'd admired earlier, had a plump cock. I saw her sit and this time with the steam still not filling the room, I saw between her legs and something was also arousing her cock. It shortly filled and bobbed around until it was aiming halfway up. With my mind feeling dissonance because my body was likewise getting aroused, and so I wouldn't get arrested for indecency my first trip to the Y, I decided to hit the showers. As I stepped out and looked in the steamy door window, I saw the other occupant grasp her penis and slowly slide the foreskin back and forth.

I got my stuff and went in the communal shower room. While washing my hair, I couldn't quit thinking of that scene. My penis was still more than slightly aroused as I heard another shower come on. After my eyes were clear of shampoo suds, I turned to look and oh, darn, it was like a muddled version of that sexy Tahitian woman washing her hair in the waterfall commercial. Firm tanned buttocks with cascades of soap suds trickling down, bouncing breasts as the arms work the long, black, wet hair, pretty face relaxed and pointed into the warm shower, and throbbing hard 7 inch penis arching up from between her legs.

As she turned, she looked right at me and groaned.  I noticed her penis bob and jump, then her hand flew down to the swollen shaft and grabbed it just as a small amount of cum drizzled out the flared dark brown head. She sighed, “Oh god,” as a second even smaller second amount drizzled and  dropped out onto the shower floor. Quickly and nervously, she rinsed herself and scurried out of the shower and was gone by the time I got to my locker. I was glad my own erection had moderated by the time I left my shower but I was feeling so confused between being turned on by the feminine attributes, mortified to be jerked off to, and pushed away by the male parts. I don't know if I'll ever go back to that Y as I can't get the images out of my mind now.