Sweaty Desperation
*This story is based on real events, but i made some changes to turn a boring end into one more fitting.*
After a long week at work i somehow managed to get of early on friday. On my way out, i stoped by the office vending machine and got my self a nice cold coke. The drive back home was about as uneventfull as a drive between work and home can be, just the same as every day, the same cars and the same people. Rolling down the exit at my home town i noticed a sign advertising the newly reopened swimhall. I learned to swim there as a child but it was rundown even those ten, fifteen years back. Oh the got a new sauna area, i thought to myself. Five Minutes later i got home, dumped my back and started to do the dishes. Midway through i got a notification on my phone, stoping the music i was listening to, checking it, only for it to be spam i remembered the sign. Checking their website i spotted that today was the last day of a promotion: 5 hours for half the price. And they were still open!
I absolutely love saunas, so i finished the dishes in record time and grabed my stuff and hopped back in the car. Quickly through the check in, nice and fully automated, thats what i like to see. After buying some water to bring with me i quickly got out of my clothes in the shared area, which already was unexpected. Right as i was about to put on my swimsuit a naked couple walzed in and looked at me strangely. Thats when i delightedly realized, this is fully nudist, i didnt check the rules back home.
So i just stuffed all my stuff into the locker swung my towel over the shoulder and grabbed the bottle i bought on the way in. Rounding the corner the sound of my flip flops seemed to turn all heads my way, my small frame and chest seemed to glue the eyes of about five old men and two cute guys my age to myself. Its a bit emberassing but i like the tingling feeling of knowing full well that i am beeing molested with eyes. Time to check the schedule, and causualy bump my shoulder on one of the cute guys. Ah there will be a pour in five minutes he tells me after i „bashfully“ apologize. We strike up a conversation about nothing and head over to the finish sauna to enjoy some pine scented steam.
Coming out i notice their also is a garden with lounging chairs you can hang out in. Weather is nice so i decide to check it out. Lying down in the sun with a light breeze blowing over my sweaty body feels nice, cool and hot at the same time. Lying on the comfy chair i notice how bad my back was hurting. Enjoying myself i spread my legs a little more and put my hands behind my back….. and fall a sleep.
When i woke up again over half my time had allready passed, so i hurrie to check out the other tree saunas, they turn out to be a steam room, which feels great and cleans your sinues, a lower temperature one with large deks and jazz playing in the background and a stone room. I decide to take a break before finishing the day of with the last pour of the day and some wind down time in the steam room after wards, and spot a big hottub.
I quickly rinse of and then join the tub, only to be facing the guy from before. Calming down fully in the tub i notice that i need to pee quite badly, looking for a bathroom i turn my had around and spot a sign: bathrooms in changing area. Nice if i go there i cant get back in, bastards, i will not waste an hour i payed for. For now the water jets hitting just the right spots to feel good distract me and needing a wee is just an afterthought in the back of my mind.
When the time comes and we get out of the tub to head over for „mountain herbs“ the chilly air hitting my crotch lets me loose a spurt of pee. Suddenly its front and center of my thoughts, i have to piss. badly. For the next fifteen minutes i sit with my foot pressing against my clit to provide some of the pressure nudism cant provide in these situations. I can feel sweat dripping from my nipples as well as my breath turning into a panting. Thanks to the heat people seem to assume that thats the reason and nothing else. Time seems to freeze entirely between each time the nice employ reaches back into the bucked to pour on more water. Looking around i decide to press my hand on my crotch with everyone distracted. The pressure inside me goes from you will explode down to a if you dont finish the meeting in the next teen minutes im pissing in the trash can level. I wait till everyone left for the garden, so i can make my way over to the empty steam room with my hands still firmly holding my pussy.
To my shock when i enter the fore room of the steam room i am greated by a horrific sights: Some fat old hag in a full simsuit and swim cap is standing there hosing down the seat after her. The splashing cold water hitting my feet and the sound make me yelp and the pressure spikes. I dont know how i didnt piss right then and there but if i had i am quite certain i would have lifter of the ground.
Setting my ass down on the warm tiles grants me some relief again, for about a minute. Then i am alone, alone with my piss. I start paniking, i cant make it though a quick shower and put on clothes just to reach the bathroom. I could run out to the garden and hope that i dont leak on the way, but that would mean pissing in full view of everyone in a place where people walk. Couldnt i jump in the tub? The Tub sounds like a good idea. Wait wouldnt that make it smell like crazy, its hot? I feel how i get weht from constantly gripping harder and then loosening when it starts to hurt. Huering isnt the right word anymore, my bladder feels like a granade whent of in my belly. Ok the garden thing it is, lets hope the cute guy doesnt mind me pissing like a damn horse. Shifting my balance just slightly my body decides to tell me about Option number four: wet yourself in the steam room
My hands are imideatly flodded and from my croth the same sound the water made hitting the hot stones could be heard. The wave of relief is better than anything i ever felt. My pee just streams and streams out of me, felt like a solid minute of me pissing. After hosing everything down carefully its time for me to leave. This wont be the last time i came here, i think to myself. And not the last time i use a steam room as a stream room.