Spurtacus

by Callista Hawkes

  "You are truly an artist with that tongue." She tells you breathlessly. "That felt incredible. But now it's your turn.” She pulls at your clothes, stripping them from you and pressing her lips to yours. Your hands pull her dress up over her head, her pert breasts revealed in the fading light.

  “Take me Titus. Use me however you wish." She smiles, lying back expectantly. You smile at her and eagerly weigh up your options.

  Slide your cock into Aurelia's pussy.

  Guide your cock to Aurelia's mouth.

  You take your hard cock in your hand and move to sit at her side. She grins as she realises your intentions, rolling onto her side and taking your cock in her hand. She runs her fingers up and down your shaft agonisingly slowly, her eyes gazing mischievously up at you as you sit, breathless with anticipation. Perhaps sensing your desperation, she cranes her head towards your aching cock, but stops short.

  "You want me to suck it?" She teases, her lips tantalisingly close to the straining tip of your cock.

  "Please Aurelia." You beg, thrusting your hips forward in desperation, but she pulls her lips back, grinning at your expense as she mercilessly teases you. Her tongue flicks out, swiping across your bulbous head, leaving it wet with her saliva. You groan as she pulls her head back again, but this time she immediately stretches out her tongue, swirling it around the tip, her fingers continuing to caress your shaft with a featherlike touch. Finally she relents, opening her mouth and engulfing your throbbing cock. You groan in relief as her lips begin to slide up and down your rigid shaft.

  "That feels so good." You moan, your fingers sliding through her long dark hair guiding her rocking head as she bobs in your lap. Her fingers tighten around your shaft and she pumps you vigorously. Aurelia seems intent on tasting your seed and you can feel your balls tightening as you swiftly approach your climax.

  Come in Aurelia's mouth.

  Come on Aurelia's breasts.

  You let Aurelia continue to suck and pump at your cock, enjoying the delicious sensation as she sends you over the edge. Aurelia senses your imminent climax and pulls her mouth back from the tip, her lips stretched open, waiting in anticipation. A moment later, you let out a groan of pleasure, your cock pulsing in her hand as it spurts a creamy rope of come into her waiting mouth. She continues to stroke your cock as you grunt with each further jerk of your shaft, several volleys of your thick, pearly seed jetting into her open mouth to pool on her tongue. As your climax subsides and the final few drops of come drip from your cock, Aurelia closes her mouth and gulps down your seed, grinning up at you. You lean down and tenderly kiss Aurelia before slumping down onto the hay beside her and taking her into your arms, enjoying the blissful afterglow of your climax.

  Continue.

  As the sky darkens, you pull on your clothes and leave the sanctuary of the stall, slipping out of the barn and heading away from the farmhouse. You set off across the moonlit fields, the stalks of corn whipping at your legs.

  “We’ll make for the coast.” You tell Aurelia. “With luck, we’ll reach it by dawn and we can try to find a ship that will take us to Gaul. We will have to find work to pay our passage, but we will be free.”

  “And when we reach Gaul?” Aurelia asks.

  “You are free to do as you will.” You tell her nonchalantly. Aurelia falls silent and you glance at her, her face glum.

  “Still, I have enjoyed your company and not just in the pleasures of the flesh.” You add slowly. “How would you feel about coming back with me to my village where we might enjoy each other’s company and bodies for the days, weeks, months and years that follow?”

  She stops dead in her tracks, blinking in surprise.

  “I think I would like that.” She finally replies, her eyes sparkling and her lips curling into a smile before leaning forward and kissing you tenderly on the lips.

  THE END.

  You enter Servilia’s bathing room. It is a spacious room with the large square bath recessed into the floor in the centre. She is immersed up to her neck in the steaming water, her fiery red hair wet through. A slave girl attends her, sitting beside her on the edge of the bath, washing her hair. Servilia smiles as you enter.

  "Ah Titus." She glances at the slave girl. "Leave us."

  "As you wish Domina." The slave girl nods, immediately getting to her feet and leaving, her head lowered subserviently.

  Servilia turns away from you and slowly climbs the steps at the far side of the bath, her naked form revealed to you as she climbs each step. Her shoulders, then her back, glistening from the bathwater is revealed and her next step will reveal her naked buttocks.

  Avert your eyes.

  Continue to watch Servilia reveal herself.

  You stare intently at your toes as you hear the splashing and dripping of water as Servilia climbs out of the bath. She suddenly brays with laughter.

  "I am your Domina, not one of the Gods." She laughs. "You shall not turn to stone if you look upon me. Besides, you have seen me naked before."

  You raise your head, eyes flicking up and drinking in her naked form. She faces you at the far side of the bath, smiling, her wet hair clinging to her shoulders, rivulets of bathwater cascading down her body. Your eyes drop to her full breasts, which seem remarkably firm given their size and her age. Outside the warmth of the bath water, her small, brown nipples are erect. Your eyes travel past her navel to the curve of her wide hips, your eyes drawn to the tangle of red hair between her thighs. Your eyes trace the length of her legs to the puddle of water that is forming at her feet.

  "Well?" Servilia asks impatiently.

  "You are a beautiful woman Domina." You reply.

  "Thank you Titus." She replies. "While that is very flattering, I meant do you intend to leave me standing here all day dripping wet?"

  "Apologies Domina." You mumble, reaching for a towel, walking towards her and wrapping it around her. You towel her dry, excitement building inside you as you feel the soft flesh of her breasts or her buttocks as you carefully dry her from head to toe. When you have finished, she steps back her eyes gazing mischievously at you.

  “We won’t be needing that.” She tells you.

  “Domina?” You ask.

  “Your clothes Titus.” She tells you impatiently. “Take off that filthy tunic.”

  You obey, throwing off the tunic until you stand, exposed before her. You notice her eyes flick down to your groin, her lips curling into a subtle smile.

  “That’s better.” She says, shrugging off her towel, your naked bodies within touching distance of one another. “Now you may massage me.” With that, she turns and lies on her front on a nearby wooden bench. You approach her, noticing a jug of oil nearby.

  “My hands, your will Domina.” You reply, reaching for the oil. Servilia’s eyes gaze at you lasciviously, her lips pouting in anticipation as you approach.

  Pour the oil on her back massage her shoulders and back.

  Pour the oil onto her buttocks and massage her cheeks.

  You watch her step out of the water, her large but shapely buttocks revealed to you. She glances over her shoulder at you, smiling when she realises you are watching her.

  "You are very bold Titus." She tells you, slowly turning to face you across the bath. "I like that."

  You smile, drinking in her naked form. Her wet hair clings to her shoulders, rivulets of bathwater dripping down her body. Your eyes drop to her full breasts, which seem remarkably firm given their size and her age. Outside the warmth of the bath water, her small brown nipples are erect. Your eyes travel past her navel to the curve of her wide hips, your eyes drawn to the tangle of red hair between her thighs. Your eyes trace the length of her legs to the puddle of water that is forming at her feet.

  "Well?" Servilia asks impatiently.

  "You are a beautiful woman Domina." You reply.

  "Thank you Titus." She replies. "While that is very flattering, I meant do you intend to leave me standing here all day dripping wet?"

  "Apologies
Domina." You mumble, reaching for a towel, walking towards her and wrapping it around her. You towel her dry, excitement building inside you as you feel the soft flesh of her breasts and her buttocks as you carefully dry her from head to toe. When you have finished, she steps back her eyes gazing mischievously at you.

  “We won’t be needing that.” She tells you.

  “Domina?” You ask.

  “Your clothes Titus.” She tells you impatiently. “Take off that filthy tunic.”

  You obey, eagerly throwing off the tunic until you stand, exposed before her. You notice her eyes flick down to your groin, her lips curling into a subtle smile.

  “That’s better.” She says, shrugging off her towel, your naked bodies within touching distance of one another. “Now you may massage me.” With that, she turns and lies on her front on a nearby wooden bench. You approach her, noticing a jug of oil nearby.

  “My hands, your will Domina.” You smirk, reaching for the oil. Servilia’s eyes gaze at you lasciviously, her lips pouting in anticipation as you approach.

  Pour the oil on her back massage her shoulders and back.

  Pour the oil onto her buttocks and massage her cheeks.

  You pour a liberal amount of the clear oil onto Servilia's back and begin to massage it into her. Your hands glide over her soft skin and spread it all over her from her neck to the small of her back, leaving her smooth skin glistening. You reach her shoulders and begin to gently massage them, squeezing and kneading the tight muscles of her upper back. Servilia lets out a contented moan.

  "Are there any limits to your talents Titus?" She moans drowsily.

  Continue to massage her back.

  Pour oil onto her buttocks and massage her cheeks.

  You pour the oil onto her buttocks, Servilia letting out a little squeal of surprise, but not voicing any objections. The clear oil drips down the sides of her hips and into the cleavage between her buttocks. You reach down and massage the oil into the soft skin of her cheeks, her skin glistening. Servilia moans with delight as you caress and kneed her buttocks. You notice a very subtle movement as she almost imperceptibly parts her legs. You smile, running your hands towards her hips, spreading her cheeks apart. You gaze down at the tight knot of her anus and below it the slit of her pussy, the oil dripping down and coating both.

  Slip a finger inside her arse.

  Slide two fingers into her pussy.

  Massage her back instead.

  You ease two oil slick fingers between her moist labia, Servilia groaning as you penetrate her. You begin to pump your fingers into her pussy making her moan with pleasure. With Servilia lying on her front, it is quite awkward to comfortably slide your fingers into her and after a couple of minutes, the frustration tells.

  "Wait." She tells you. You pull your fingers from her and she rolls onto her back, legs parted, her green eyes burning with desire as they meet yours. "You may continue." You nod and slip your fingers back inside her, using your thumb to tease her clit as you pump your digits inside her velvety hole.

  "Much better." She purrs, closing her eyes, a satisfied smile on her lips. You gaze down at the red curls of her pubic hair and your fingers working at her pussy and you can feel your cock stiffening as you pleasure this beautiful, voluptuous Roman noblewoman. Her moans grow louder and you look at her face. Her eyes are still closed, but she is biting her lower lip, her hands caressing her large breasts and you know she is close to her orgasm. You push a third finger inside her and use your free hand to tease her clit.

  "Yes Titus, yes!" She screams and with a shriek of ecstasy, she climaxes, her hips bucking beneath your hands and her juices soaking your fingers. As her orgasm subsides and her body relaxes, a look of pure bliss on her face, you withdraw your fingers, looking her in the eye as your lift your hand to your lips and lick her juices from each of her fingers in turn. She smiles before her gaze drops and she reaches out to your groin, taking your rigid cock in her hand.

  "That was a fine appetiser, but I am ready for the main course." She tells you, her fingers running up and down your shaft.

  Slide your cock into her pussy.

  Slide your cock into her arse.

  Slide your cock into her mouth.

  You reach again for the jug of oil, pouring it onto her back. Your hands slither and slide over her lubricated skin, which shines in the morning sun coming in through the skylight above the bath. Servilia lets out a contented moan before pulling herself up on her elbows and looking over her shoulder at you.

  "Very good Titus." She smiles. "But I think you have lavished enough attention on my back. I think it is time for you to apply your skills to my front." With that, she rolls over, lying on her back, her voluptuous figure once again displayed to you.

  Apply oil to her chest.

  Apply oil to her stomach and thighs.

  You liberally apply the oil to her chest, your hands gliding across her shoulders, your palms slowly moving lower, spreading the oil across the tops of her large breasts. Servilia gazes up at you, lips slightly parted and lets out a barely audible sigh. You grow bolder, your hands sliding down, covering each of her breasts, her hardening nipples pressing into the palms of your hands as you spread the oil all over them. You look up, your gaze meeting hers. Her eyes, filled with desire, are locked onto you and she softly bites her lower lip as you caress her. You tease her oily nipples with your thumbs and Servilia lets out a moan, the edges of her lips curling into a subtle smile.

  “I think you have sufficiently oiled my breasts.” She breathes. “Perhaps you should move downwards.”

  Continue.

  You part her cheeks and press a fingertip to her puckered hole. You hear Servilia gasp, but she voices no objection as your finger, wet with the oil, sinks into her tight orifice. You begin to slide your digit in and out of her, Servilia beginning to pant as you quicken the pace. Your cock begins to harden as you watch the tight ring of muscle gripping your finger as you pump it into her arse.

  “Oh Titus.” Servilia moans. “I really shouldn’t permit you to touch me there.” You immediately slide your finger from her and tease her anus with your fingertip. “But I didn’t tell you to stop!” She hastily adds, a strong measure of wanton desire in her voice. You smile to yourself, slipping your finger back inside her arse, Servilia letting out a loud groan of pleasure as you do so. “Titus, that feels so good.”

  Replace your finger with your cock.

  Use your other hand to pleasure her pussy.

  You reach down with your other hand, slipping three fingers inside her pussy, wet with a combination of the oil and her own juices. As your fingers slip easily inside her, Servilia lets out a guttural moan of delight as both holes are filled. She squirms on the bench as you continue to work your fingers into her.

  "Yes Titus, yes!" She cries out, panting breathlessly until moments later her whole body trembles and she climaxes, screaming loudly, causing you to glance nervously at the door in case a guard charges in thinking you are doing her harm. As her quivering body relaxes, you gently slide your fingers from her orifices. Servilia rolls onto her back and smiles broadly.

  "Thank you Titus." She tells you. "But are you as skilful with your cock as you are with your fingers?"

  Slide your cock into her pussy.

  Slide your cock into her arse.

  Slide your cock into her mouth.

  You pour the oil onto her stomach and rub it into her soft skin, your hands slippery as they glide over her abdomen. You slide your fingers down until the tips brush the uppermost curls of the red thatch of pubic hair, before you skirt across to her hips, caressing and massaging the tops of her thighs. You slide your hands down the outside of her legs, her skin glistening with the oil, before running your fingers up the insides of her thighs, slowing and stopping tantalisingly short of the puffy lips of her labia. As you stroke back down the inside of her thighs, she opens them invitingly. You smile to yourself, teasing her again and again, your fingers grazing her pubic hair until fin
ally you relent, your oily hands sliding up between her thighs and your finger tracing the length of her slit. Servilia groans loudly, wild with desire as you begin to rub her clit. With her pussy and your fingers soaked in oil, your well lubricated digits glide easily over her oily folds and Servilia opens her legs wider, giving you easier access. She caresses her breasts, teasing her erect nipples as you pleasure her before you dip your fingers inside her, making Servilia throw back her head and moan with delight. Her other hand reaches for your groin, her fingers closing around your erect cock.

  “While I enjoy the touch of your fingers, I think I might be better served with this.” She tells you huskily.

  Slide your cock into her pussy.

  Slide your cock into her arse.

  Slide your cock into her mouth.

  You take your cock in your hand and guide it towards her puckered arse hole. As you press the tip to her tight hole, she flinches and pulls away.

  “No Titus.” She tells you softly. “Though tempted, I do not believe I would be able to accommodate someone as well endowed as you in my tight little hole.”

  “As you wish Domina.” You reply, disappointed.