The Banya

"Thanks, I knew you would. And at some point I'm sure the horny side of me will win out and I'll want to know what's in there." She paused and I could tell she was piecing together her next words in her head before vocalizing them. I stayed quiet, ready to let her drive where this was going. "Do you feel that there is some energy around this place? Sort of sexy energy? And especially around the sauna. I don't know if you noticed but my nipples were so hard the entire time that we were in there yesterday."

"Well, I completely noticed your nipples. How could I not? And my cock was the same way. I wasn't hard the whole time but I was ready to be. There was a feeling in my balls from the second I walked in there. And, you know, last night was great," I responded a bit eagerly. Since l had left the sauna all I wanted to do was talk about what we did in there, how I felt and to experience more of it in any way that I could, including talking to Lina.

A brief look of confusion crossed Lina's face, almost like she was going to follow up with something, but she changed her mind and instead blurted out, "I had a real dirty dream in there this morning. When I knew that you'd be sleeping for a while I decided to light the stove and have a little time in there by myself. I got a nice heat going and went up to the top bench and laid down." Lina got excited as she started to tell her story, her words came out fast in a rush. Her nipples strained at the thin fabric of the undersized robe and she squirmed a little on the couch, shifting the position of her legs.

I said nothing and let her continue.

"I must have fallen asleep when I was in there because the next thing I knew I heard the door creak open and you walked in. It was dark in there like it always is and you were all shadowy, but I knew it was you in the way that in dreams you just know that sort of thing. From the moment you walked in I became so fucking horny. Almost immediately my pussy was absolutely sopping. Seeing you, totally nude by the way, got me so hot. It was just what I wanted. You didn't say a word when you came in. You put another log into the stove and then came up to the top bench and started touching me. It felt so real, the most vivid dream that I had ever had."

I reached out and rubbed her thigh, Lina opened up to let me in and worked my hand further up. I could feel the heat coming from her pussy. Just telling this story was getting her worked up.

"This sounds like a dream that we could make come true," I said, my horniness rising to match hers.

"I'd like that," she said before going back to her narrative. "In the dream you knew exactly what I wanted, it was such a pure expression of lust. You gave me everything. Things that...," her words trailed off and she looked away.

"What things?" I asked.

"Just...things we haven't done. You, in the dream, spanked me. Spanked me hard. And I loved it." Her voice dropped down to a sultry tone to match the atmosphere that was brewing in the room.

"I didn't know you wanted that. I'll do anything that you want me to do," I assured her, eager to learn new ways to please my wife.

"I know you would. It wasn't anything I ever told you. The dream version of you just knew that it was what I wanted and did it. And then...," she paused again, this time her face reddening with nerves. She squirmed some more, but less from lust and more from being uncomfortable. "You fucked me in the ass. Right there in the sauna. Your cock felt so good inside of me, touching me and filling me in a way that had never happened before. It was just the best dream I ever had."

"That sounds incredible. I love that you had such a fun morning. I know it was just a dream, but maybe it's a little payback for what you did last night," I said.

"What do you mean?" Lina asked. Her face, a shade of crimson, showed confusion as she stared at me.

"I mean that I also had a great time in the sauna. Last night, with you. When you...," I hesitated to vocalize what happened. We didn't usually talk this way with each other. But Lina was my wife now and I just needed to be frank with her. "After you came back into the sauna. When you licked my ass and jerked me off. I loved it."

Her expression changed entirely to one of utter bewilderment.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. I went to bed last night. I was asleep right away," I could tell that she was serious, there wasn't a hint of joking or playfulness in her voice.

"But...it happened. I'm certain of it." I was. It wasn't a dream and it wasn't something I imagined.

The two of us looked at each other, each wanting to say something but unsure of what. I completely believed Lina when she said she didn't do any of that stuff last night, that she didn't come back to the sauna after walking inside. And I could tell that she believed me, too. But together those two things were not compatible, they couldn't both be true. Coupled with her ultra intense and realistic dream this morning, my experience last night didn't seem to be just a random fantasy.

"Something strange is happening here," Lina broke the silence with hesitant words, her statement as much a question as a declaration. Like myself, she was unsure about vocalizing something that seemed ridiculous but we needed to talk about it.

"I agree. This morning when we were in the kitchen having coffee I noticed that your ass had red marks on it, like you had been spanked. I wanted to ask you about it but then the subject changed and we got carried away. You remember that, right? In the kitchen?" I asked, needing to be sure.

"I do," she chuckled. "It was lovely and definitely not a dream. But my ass, and not just my cheeks, is kind of sore. I honestly thought it was just some weird projection of my dream that carried over to my body." Lina rolled over on the couch and hiked up the robe so that her ass was totally exposed. She was craning her neck over her shoulder to get a better look but it wasn't helping at all. I could clearly see the fading remains of red marks on her pale cheeks, but she couldn't see a thing and was frustrated by it.

I was loving her struggle though. I frequently went back and forth in my mind as to which of Lina's oversized womanly features I liked best; her huge, pendulous tits or her ripe, fat ass. There was a serious recency bias at play right now and I couldn't help but reach out and grab her ass firmly with both my hands. My hands perfectly matched the imprints on her flesh.

"Well? What do you see? Are there still marks there?" Lina asked.

"There is," I answered. "And they are the exact size and shape of my hands."

Lina pushed her ass back into my hands until she toppled me over and suddenly the two of us were pressed into each other, curled up on the couch. She turned, faced me, and we both just smiled.

This entire situation was weird. Despite the oddness of it all, I found myself getting aroused at the thought of what may or may not have happened. There was no doubt that each of us had an intense sexual experience in the last twelve hours or so. There were a ton of questions about what had happened but at the end of it both of us got off in a way that we never had before. Some doors were opened, doors that we definitely wanted to find our way through. And now we had together. Sort of.

Perhaps the oddest part of all of this is that both of us had, maybe, had sex with someone else that we thought was our partner, and yet neither Lina or myself seemed all that freaked out by it. The opposite was more likely. That we were turned on by it and somehow it seemed to be bringing us closer together. I felt a tingle in my body, different than I had ever felt before. It was exciting and erotic, daring and domestic all at once.

"I think we can agree that something weird is going on here. Right?" I couldn't help but slide my hand between her tits when I spoke. I liked to feel the weight of them smothering any part of me. There was a comfort in it.

"Yes. We certainly can. And I think we can also agree, and I'm a little surprised that I'm saying this, that whatever it is that's happening, is actually pretty awesome," Lina offered in return. She paused, then added. "And that includes the photo album and whatever kind of freaky shit my family has been doing here for eighty years."

At the same time our eyes focused on the closed photo album. Whatever secrets this cabin had, the best chance of unearthing them was inside of the old book. Lina reached over my body and grabbed at the small book and pulled it close to her.

"But can that wait a little, babe? It's been kind of an intense morning and it feels really nice being here with you, just like this," she sounded exhausted, her body ready to melt into mine.

"Of course," I said as I reached into the wicker basket behind the couch and unfolded the large, wool blanket that was tucked inside. "Let's take a nap and then see where the evening takes us."

Wordlessy she consented and wrapped her strong body around mine, as best as she could given the constraints of the couch. Neither one of us even considered moving and going to bed, we just wanted to be together. Moments later we fell asleep, the book of family secrets nestled between us.

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When we awoke several hours had passed and the last remains of the sun were setting behind the oak trees looming in the woods around us. The sky was a dying shade of orange, a dull midwinter color. Darkness was beginning to settle into the cabin through the large windows of the living room. I could see the shape of the sauna outside and felt it calling out to me. I knew that tonight Lina and I would be visiting it again, together.

Both of us got up, showered, dressed, and ate a light meal at the table in the kitchen, two people quiet and contemplative. Lina had put on a pair of jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. I could tell from the way that her breasts swayed that she wasn't wearing a bra. I don't think that she had put one on the entire time that we had been here.

"So, we have a couple of things to talk about," I broke the silence. "I'll start. I had no idea that you were into...anal sex." The last part of this rushed out of me. It was a little uncomfortable for me to say, just because it wasn't something that we had ever talked about before. And it was naive of me to think that I would know everything about my wife, but I was clueless that this was something that she was into. For a split second my mind began to wonder about what other desires Lina had kept from me but her voice brought me back to the present.

"I had only done it one other time and it wasn't great. But it's something that I wanted to try again. And this morning when...you...went for it, well, it felt right. And it felt really fucking good. It scratched an itch that I didn't even know I had." Lina's face lit up as spoke, reliving in her mind what had happened in the sauna that morning. Even through the thick fabric of the sweatshirt I could see her swollen nipples reacting to the memory. "But apparently I'm not the only one interested in a little back door action, huh?"

"No, you're not," I could feel my face getting red, more from excitement than from anything else. For the longest time I had wanted to tell Lina that I wanted her to rim my ass, but I didn't seem like the kind of thing you asked a decent woman to do. I had assumed it would be a fantasy unfulfilled. But now that line had been crossed and Lina didn't think any less of me for it. And why should she? "It also felt really incredible. I loved it." My cock was stirring in my pants and I could already feel a bead of precum sticking to my thigh.

Lina smiled at me from across the table. A scheming, deliberate smile that let me know that she was up to something.

"How do we get them to come back?" she asked, her eyes locked onto mine. Her tongue ran along her lower lip as she waited for my answer.

"Who?"

"I don't know exactly who they are. The sauna sex spirits. Am I crazy for thinking that's what they are? I want to embrace this. I feel like my family has been given some kind of a gift and I want to be a part of it and contribute to whatever energy is here, in this place. And I don't want it to be just with me. It should be the two of us together," Lina announced, her voice getting more animated as she spoke. I recognized the look in her eyes, one of lust and horniness.

I returned the look with one of my own. "We don't even know how it works, or what's really happening in there. Maybe they only show up when you're alone. But I'm completely down to find out. And I'm down to fuck you in there one way or the other."

"I like that. A lot. But first, let's look through this photo album and see what we can learn," she said, slowing herself down. We had what was probably a full night ahead of us and I loved the idea of letting the tension build.

"Yeah," I replied. "Maybe there will be some more pictures of that big titty aunt of yours."

She shot me a look, "I'm starting to think that you like her tits better than mine."

We pushed our chairs together and put the photo album on the table between us. The album was old but it was well cared for, clearly a treasured family relic. Someone had taken the time to reinforce the spine of the book and it opened easily when Lina turned the cover to the picture of her grandmother and the other woman. We quickly flipped through the first two photos, having already seen them, and the subsequent photos, about ten of them, were similar. The same four people, in various states of undress and playfulness, in and around the sauna. Unlike the first two pictures, they were taken over a course of time. Some haircuts changed, the snow came and went, and the bodies changed a little.

Those big knockers only got better in each picture. I was definitely developing a crush on my wife's well endowed great aunt. There was also something really sexy to me in seeing the resemblance to Lina, and not just because I was so attracted to my wife. But this idea that there was this type of woman, busty and curvy, that would pop up in her family tree every other generation or so.

Looking closely at the photos Lina remarked, "If I didn't know which were my grandparents, it would be hard to figure out who the couples are. They're all mixed up with each other. I've seen both of those guys grabbing my aunt's tits!"

"Lucky them."

The couple of photos that were taken inside the sauna were very dark, making it difficult to make out any detail. I could decipher the general layout, it was unchanged from its present state, but anything beyond that was not much more than a dark blur. It occurred to me that we could scan the pictures and do something to lighten them up and reveal the hidden contents. None of that equipment was within reach to us now, though.

"Look at this one," Lina said, her voice excited, "it's the first one we've seen with all four of them in it together. I know it's hard to make it out but there are definitely four people sitting on the low bench in the banya."

I immediately grasped what she was alluding to, my voice rising to match hers, "So who's taking the picture if all four of them are in it? From the other pictures I didn't get the impression that anyone else was around for this."

Lina placed her hand over mine and squeezed. "Or who's the fourth person on the bench?"

I leaned in close to the photo album to try and make out more detail from the faded photo. Like all the others it was black and white, the people in the picture were just somewhere on the gray scale. In the background there was a bright spot of white from the light source, probably a candle like we used last night. So much of the scene felt familiar to me, more than anything the excitement that the people in the photo felt. I couldn't make out their faces but I knew that they were having a good time.

"The details are tough to make out but it looks like the same four people we've been seeing in the other photos," I said to Lina. "Unless..."

"Unless," my wife continued where my words trailed off, "one of them is a banya visitor. Kind of like whatever we met in there. I know it sounds crazy. I get that. But that doesn't mean it's not true. Right? All of it is starting to make sense to me. The reason that the young kids were never allowed at the cabin in the winter, at the Winter Palace. And the adults never even talked about being here. It was just a big secret that they were all in on together."

As hard as it was to believe, what Lina was saying was making sense to me as well. I had so many questions and I could feel my dick getting hard with the possibilities that each thought raised in my mind. "I'm going to put on my pervert hat for a minute," I said, beginning to toss together some ideas in my head but Lina cut me off before I could finish.

"You always have that hat on. That's why I like you," she said. At the same time she slid her hand up inside her sweatshirt to cup her tits. It was something that she did when she was excited. I could see the great mass of her breasts shift beneath her sweatshirt as her eyes bore into me, waiting to hear whatever idea I was about to bring to her. I couldn't help but break eye contact and steal a glance at her chest. When my eyes returned to hers I saw a look of lust growing from inside of her. She must have seen the same from me.

"Well, I think it's safe to say that the experience that we both had in there, that most of your family has had it too. I don't think that there is anything special about the two of us that allowed this to occur. We haven't looked at the rest of the photo album yet but I think we can guess what the pictures are going to be."

"My family," she finished my thought. "And not just my grandparents."

"Hopefully your aunt with the titties. And the dude with the big cock. But probably a lot of your family. Most of them. This is a hell of a family secret."

"It is," she laughed a bit at this. Sort of a resigned chuckle at the absurdity of the situation, but I could tell that she liked it. "It's pretty cool to know that everyone in my family comes up here and has a good time. I mean, it changes so much about what I thought I knew. At our wedding Maria was so excited for us to come up here and use the banya, and now it makes sense. We were always so close as kids, we had so many stories and games and secrets here, and now I can see that she really wanted to share this secret too."

I noticed that the sunlight had totally vanished from outside the cabin. From the window in the kitchen I could make out the shape of the banya, a dark spot nestled among the trees, backlit by the rising moon.

"What do you think? Time for a steam?" I suggested to Lina. Her hand was still up her shirt nervously kneading at her skin when she turned to me. In a single fluid motion she rose from the table, peeled off her sweatshirt to show me her tits, and started walking to the door of the cabin.

"Grab some towels from the laundry room. And that instant camera that we brought," she said, looking over her shoulder towards me.

I did as I was told and grabbed the towels that Maria had given us for our wedding. I took the camera from where we left it on the dresser and headed off after my wife. Outside in the cold Lina had not even bothered to wrap her arms around her for warmth, her upper half totally bare to the elements. She seemed unaffected by the winter chill, her mind was elsewhere. A couple steps ahead, she waited outside the banya for me to catch up, her hand reaching back for mine when I came up behind her. I slid a hand into the back pocket of her jeans after placing the camera on the bench. I wasn't sure how well it would do in the heat and the steam.

"You ready for this?" I asked, though I knew the answer.