Sirvillia Matellus had kept her beautiful dark brown eyes and her smoldering desires
on young Marcus Marius Cornelius for quite some time. After a number of unsuccessful
invitations the over-sexed senator’s wife finally enticed him to one of her more
extravagant parties or perhaps it would be more accurate to say orgies.
Sirvillia was a busty Roman matron whose husband occasionally let her invite some
handsome man to satiate her almost inexhaustible lusts. Her husband was a senator and of
course was a lot older than the youthful Sirvillia. As a result the senator was unable to
satisfy the rampant desires of his insatiable wife. However, if the whole truth were to be
revealed by some aging Sibyl, even if senator Matellus had been twenty years younger, he
probably would have had to have assistance to keep his wife carnally content.
After a superb supper, highlighted by the finest Thracian wine and further
punctuated by a unique dessert of spiced peacock tongues, Sirvillia got down to business,
her cunt’s business to be more exact. For weeks her itching slot would give her no peace
until it was stuffed with that young man’s vital member. If indiscretion needed to be
employed then so be it, the lecherous diva thought to herself.
She really got the juices flowing when she clapped her hands and the five
completely naked dancing girls made their appearance. As a matter of course, the slutty
wife prepared the show right down to the smallest detail. Three of her other slaves
performed the music. A drum kept the seductive beat while a flute and a lyre completed the
ensemble. Each girl was well oiled, cleanly shaved at the groin and trained in the most
seductive dance movements known to a very lascivious society.
Naturally, Marcus being a robust 19 years of age and susceptible to such enchanting
entertainment quickly found himself at the mercy of Sirvillia’s designing wiles. The Roman
matron had long, lustrous black hair that went down almost to her waist. Her legs were
long and shapely and her breasts were large and firm, rivaling the lush mounds of the
goddess Venus - if one compared Sirvillia’s bust to the beautifully sculptured statues
that could be seen in so many public places around Rome.
Sirvillia wanted to ensure that now, when she had Marcus in her clutches, he would
give her many hours of unsurpassed passion. She’d heard from other Roman ladies that
Marcus was an accomplished lover and rarely disappointed the woman’s urgent needs. In
actual fact the only time he’d fallen short of the mark was at Lentulus Servanus’s wild
party and that unfortunate occurrence developed because Marcus had drunk himself into
oblivion before the naughty Octavia had an opportunity to seduce him. Later she blamed it
on the untimely coincidence that too many Roman officers from the twelfth legion had been
in attendance and everyone had gotten into a drinking contest much to Octavia’s chagrin.
Once Sirvillia enticed Marcus to kiss her she knew she would entirely possess him.
As their mouths opened and ensnared each other with flicking tongues, the lady Matellus
guided his hand first to her now uncovered breasts and then to her wet slit. Marcus
quickly became more aggressive. With the moaning woman in his arms, he pulled off her robe
and seconds later, he was greedily suckling on her luscious tits. Sirvillia sighed and
wiggled in excited anticipation. At last she was going to get her seeping slit serviced by
this young stallion.
Marcus was watching the dancing girls as much as possible while he played with
Sirvillia’s plush mounds with his lips, tongue and teeth. The little nymphs strutted and
wiggled, sticking their tits out at weird angles and spreading their slender legs wide
apart so he could see their little pink holes to advantage. In point of fact, the dancers
were but a few feet away from Sirvillia’s divan. At that close range, he could smell their
perfumed bodies as they twirled and pranced during their seductive performance.
Sirvillia finished a goblet of wine just moments after her new lover had. She spoke
softly to him.
“Before you taste of my pleasant fruits Marcus, I think your appetite would be best
whetted by one of my tight little nymphs. So while you drink the sweet vintage from my
succulent goblet where your hand is currently exploring, I’ll have Percilla relieve your
initial longings with her tiny talented cunt. She really is a darling and I want to make
sure that you last for hours once you embark on a total exploration of all the wonders of
my devotion to Eros.”
Marcus knew from experience not to argue with a gracious hostess, especially when
that hostess both craved and demanded thorough servicing of her burning sex from his more
than adequate manhood. Sirvillia gave a signal and the smallest dancing girl smiled and
joined the couple on the large divan. The dancing girl already knew what was expected. She
removed the toga from Marcus. The diminutive slave-slut promptly lay with her back to him
on her side. Expertly she plucked his prick with her gentle fingers and slid it deep into
her very tight, wet pussy. The giggling little slave girl raised her leg just right to
ensure his full penetration. At the same time, Marcus slurped Sirvillia’s sopping fuck
hole with his slithering tongue and smacking lips. He didn’t know what Sirvillia had put
inside her slick, juicy pussy, but it sure tasted sweet and the smell was invitingly
aromatic. He was looking right into Sirvillia’s painted eyes as she smiled at him between
her ripe tits that he clutched firmly in his anxious hands.
The little slave dancer turned out to be of exceptional quality in both her dancing
and her expressive, vaginal service. She jerked and squirmed all over his surging shaft,
swiveling and squeezing him during his slow, appreciative strokes. She gripped him and
sucked him with her vaginal tunnel getting him rock hard and extremely itchy. From time to
time he saw the dancers still twisting and gyrating in the most provocative positions
while Percilla fucked his cock with expert depravity. Marcus sank his tongue deep into
Sirvillia’s urgently juicing cunt and she cried out as she reached her first sensual
plateau. The lusty matron grabbed his hair and forced his face hard against her as she
ground her sex on his sucking mouth.
“Yes Marcus! Lick me deeper! Ooooo yes! Suck! Taste! Drink!”
Percilla’s naked girlish shape and youthful carnal vigor soon had Marcus on the
brink. With a loud moan he released his essence. Streams of seminal fluid burst from his
clenched balls and he filled the little dancer’s twat totally full. Sirvillia felt his
body jerk as each jolt of lust shot into the sexy slave slut.
“Ooooo Marcus! Isn’t she a naughty little temptress? Percilla, suck him hard and
then get Paulia over here.”
“Yes Domina!” Percilla dutifully got on her bare knees and pulled Marcus’s still
dripping penis into her small, moist mouth. She expertly sucked Marcus’s dick, having been
thoroughly trained by a few of the older male slaves in Sirvillia’s household. The petite
dancer engulfed his cock easily at first because it was almost limp but as she tantalized
him into tingling hardness, she had trouble keeping him inside her throat. Sirvillia
giggled a little when she heard the slave girl gag and almost choke on that tangy meat.
“I think you’re almost ready my young stud. Lie on your back. We have a surprise
for you.”
Percilla was permitted to take a break and another silky smooth dancing girl with
almost reddish hair sat on Marcus’s face. Sirvillia was now grinning from ear to ear. She
was about to have her aching cunt fucked from her slit opening down to her very core.
Gradually, as if savoring a rare wine, the over-sexed matron enveloped him, squeezing his
freshly restored cock with a hungry urgency that certainly let Marcus’s manhood know that
Sirvillia was a carnal connoisseur who was about to embark on a wildly satisfying fuck
feast.
The youthful red head, Paulia held Marcus’s head fast while she ground her cunt and
anal opening on his lips and probing tongue. She’d been excellently prepared. There was
some sweet and spicy substance inside both her holes and it made his oral penetrations of
this young harlot’s body much more pleasant. He moved his tongue from hole to hole,
licking, tasting and slurping while Paulia moaned louder as her groin was exquisitely
stimulated. All the while her tits were groped, pinched and clutched as the passion inside
Marcus grew. The young slave could feel the impacting force of Sirvillia’s down thrusts as
the power of the great lady’s fucking increased to an unbridled frenzy!
Sirvillia by now was rampaging up and down with her head thrown back and howling as
she achieved climax after climax quickly and wantonly. She’d deliberately ordered petite
Percilla to service him to completion so she would be able to fuck herself silly for a
much longer period of time. She’d waited a long time for this and she was greedy for this
young, virile stud.
Between bouts of unspeakable passion Sirvillia told Marcus what she expected.
“Marcus you’re such a hot stallion inside my cunt! Just keep lunging up inside me
until you feel yourself about to release. Finish it inside Paulia’s cunt. Oooooo! Marcus!
You’re such a big stud! Does Paulia taste nice? Eat her holes! Fuck my cunt!
Aaaaaaahhhhh!”
Paulia soon lost control too. She liked how Marcus was playing with her cup cake
shape tits and his mouth was driving her wild. She slammed down on his face, eager for
that wicked tongue that slid and slipped inside her like a satiny serpent. She especially
liked how he slurped inside her tiny anus. He was better than those two animals that
Sirvillia had trained her with. This Roman noble was gentle and yet so naughty as he
hungrily lapped her itching holes. She wasn’t supposed to say anything but finally she
couldn’t hold back. “
“Oh Marcus! Marcus! Eat my fucking cunt! Suck my shit! Ooooooo! Oooooo!”
Fortunately for Paulia, Sirvillia was hollering from her own eruptive climax as she
rammed her g-spot hard onto Marcus, triggering a gush of hot, pungent lust that drenched
her groin and his prick, balls and pubic mound.
In desperation Marcus yelled, “Sirvillia, I need Paulia fast!”
Sirvillia understood and she somehow got off his twitching rod. Marcus grabbed
Paulia and pushed her down on her back before mounting her. The graceful little dancing
girl moved her legs apart and up and a split second later, Marcus slid his bone into her
writhing cunt hole.
Paulia squealed, “Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder! Harder! Aaaaahhh! Eeeeeee!!
Marcus viciously slammed deep inside Paulia with all his strength. Then he pulled
out to where just his cock head was inside her wiggling, oozing box. With a ferocious
thrust he repeated the piercing of the whimpering young slut. One, two, three, four, five
strokes and his cock sent messages of searing sex pain to his besotted mind. He had to
have this little bitch! He had to fill her cunt with his essence because he had to have
her, and Sirvillia wanted to use his cock for another long period of time.
“You hot bitch! Fuck! Fuck my cock!”
Paulia was desperately jerking on his pile-driving dick, shuddering with a series
of short, staccato orgasms as her pussy was totally ravished from lips to hilt.
Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen strokes and Marcus reached
Euphoria. He was a God. He was immortal! His seed exploded into the dancing girl slave!
Her tight cunt wiggled and clutched him so hard that he thought the orgasm would never
end. He kept pumping more and more warm liquids into the hot slave’s churning cunt hole.
Then Sirvillia called for Sarah and Tulia to service Marcus with their cock-sucking
while Paulia went to another divan to rest.
Sirvillia lay back on the floor. Percilla and Lilia, the last dancing girl, rapidly
grabbed several pillows and placed them under Sirvillia’s head. The matron’s hair was a
mess now and her face was flushed with passion. She grabbed Percilla and pulled the
squealing youngster down on her face so she could suck Marcus’s warm seed from Percilla’s
oozing pussy. Percilla already knew what to do and she opened her labia wide with her
fingers and tilted her body just right so Sirvillia could lick and swallow that thirst
quenching cum more easily. From long experience, the other slave slut, lovely little
Lillia knew precisely how to stimulate Sirvillia’s swollen clit. Soon Sirvillia was crying
out into Percilla’s cunt and her hips and groin lunged onto Lillia’s hot mouth, greedy for
much more of Lillia’s sucking and licking.
Marcus lifted a delectable beauty onto his face. She had long, dark brown hair and
intense blue eyes. Her lips were red and very sensual. Her tits were a little larger than
the other dancers and her skin was a darker shade of brown as well. Perhaps she was a few
years older than the others. It was hard to tell.
”I’m Sarah Dominus. I’m Sirvillia’s Jewish whore and she’s ordered me to please
you. You may squirt your seed down my throat and fuck both of my holes if you wish. I’m
the most experienced of all the dancers. Tulia will stimulate you with her mouth until
you’re ready to take us in whatever manner pleases you. You’ve spent so much time inside
Sirvillia tonight I do believe she needs to rest awhile and she wants to make sure that
her new stallion is well pampered. Is Tulia sucking your cock properly, Dominus?”
Marcus grinned up at the lovely exotic Sarah. He moved her holes close to his
mouth. “Yes Sarah. She is performing her duties quite well. Now, what do we have here? You
look delectable.”
With that he sank his tongue into Sarah’s spiced richness. She tasted salty and
sweet. Obviously her holes had been prepared for oral delights as the others had been. Her
aroma was musky and powerful. Sarah spread her legs much further apart and angled her
groin just right so that he could enter either hole with his sliding, velvety tongue.
He could see Sarah’s face blushing with lust and shame as he triggered her hot
blood to start racing through her veins. His hands groped and felt her up, squeezing her
firm, shapely tits and pinching the stiff nipples gently. He’d climaxed a lot already and
it took a long time for him to revive.
While Marcus was being slowly revived by the final two wanton slave wenches, Paulia
moved off the divan and replaced Percilla so that Sirvillia could continue nourishing
herself on Marcus’s previously released juices. This gave Percilla a rest as Lillia
continued to service Sirvillia’s throbbing pussy hole. The young slut used her tongue and
little fingers to lick and provocatively probe both of her mistress’s orifices, driving
the lovely matron into spasms of sheer delight as she greedily gulped down the leavings
from her new male toy, straight out of Paulia’s seeping slit.
Marcus decided to save Sarah for last. “I’ll take Tulia now.”
He mounted Tulia. She was slender and smaller than any of the other dancers except
for Percilla. Sarah sat on her face and held back Tulia’s silky legs so Marcus could use
Tulia’s body to full advantage. The youthful slaves hair was very light brown, nearly fair
and her small green eyes invited Marcus with a wanton glance. Marcus entered Tulia’s
tightness and that wet, hot channel instantly gripped him hard, increasing his itching
tingles as he stroked deep and hard. In the meantime Sarah ground her bum hole onto
Tulia’s experienced tongue and while holding Tulia’s ankles, the hot Jewess leaned back
against the back of the divan giving her greater purchase. In this way, Sarah was able to
grind her tingling groin even harder onto the little cunt lapper’s face.
“Dominus, please eat my cunt as you fuck Tulia. It will give you great pleasure.
When you are through filling us with your seed, Sirvillia will want you to service her
pussy for the rest of the evening.”
Marcus lay forward and while banging all the way into little Tulia he gratefully
drank from Sarah’s hot honey pot. He sucked and drank, penetrating Sarah with his fucking
tongue. Only an inch away he saw and sometimes licked Tulia’s tongue which was slipping
into Sarah’s shit hole. It was the most erotic thing he’d ever seen.
He cupped Sarah’s perky tits and kept right on slurping her sizzling slit. She
smiled at him and spoke again. “Ooooooo! Oooooo! Dominus~! Stick your tongue into me
further. Lick it! Move it around and suck it back and forth! Oh God! By Herod`s bloody
balls! Oh Tulia suck my shit! Eat me out! Oh Marcus! Fuck Tulia and fill her cunt with
your cum! I need your cock so much! Eeeeeee! Yyyyeeesss! Your two tongues are driving me
wild! Aaaaaaahhhhh!”
Marcus was finding out quickly that this hot slut from the eats had fire in her
blood. The young slave slut was having multiple orgasms just from the two tongues
slithering inside her two orifices. Over on the floor he heard Sirvillia yelping as Lillia
did things to the Roman matron`s cunt that he could only guess at. Paulia was slamming her
cunt down on Sirvillia’s mouth as her own passions rose to blazing heights.
Marcus was getting his second wind because it wasn’t all that long before he felt
his shaft bulge and his balls burst. He plowed his spurting cock into Tulia, drenching her
cunt and cervix full of his warm essence. The little bitch knew just how to fuck all
right. Her carnal tightness coupled with her wicked vaginal techniques had done the trick.
He kept fucking into Tulia hard, determined to remain hard if possible. He was still very
young and full of life so he was able to stay erect even though it was a close thing. He
was ready to take Sarah.
This time Lillia switched with Tulia and it was Sarah’s tongue that entered
Lillia’s ass hole while Marcus sucked the new comer`s cunt. By this time Sirvillia had
drained Marcus’s sperm from Paulia’s hole and she was ready for the warm, flowing lust
that quickly rolled out of Tulia’s freshly plowed cunt hole. Sirvillia hungrily sucked and
swallowed more of that rich, salty mix of Tulia and Marcus’s juices. Paulia was now
licking Sirvillia’s cunt while Percilla finally got a rest.
Marcus suddenly realized that there was something dramatically different about
Sarah. Her cunt rippled and clutched him in a series of rhythmic, staccato jerks that made
each of his carnal penetrations an individual adventure. Her vaginal expressiveness was so
visceral and exquisite that soon he moved his hands from Lillia’s plush tits to Sarah’s
jutting, firm mounds. After a few more slicing thrusts, he’d pushed Lillia away and
captured Sarah’s tongue sucking mouth. He rimmed her writhing lips with his while his cock
savagely explored her viciously jolting pussy. This little vixen was better than
Sirvillia! He couldn’t believe it! He ordered Lillia to pull Sarah’s legs all the way
back, insuring an increase of that thrilling tension where their bodies joined. His chest
wedged his hands down hard on her crushed tits and he drove harder and harder into her. He
had to have every bit of Sarah’s vibrating vortex of unrestrained vice. The little bitch
was fucking him just as hard as he was fucking her.
Sarah too was surprised. She hated Romans because of what they’d done to her
village so long ago. She had just been a small girl then but she remembered the dead
bodies in the street and the burning houses and the screams of mortal pain. But somehow
this Roman was different. Although he’d taken her in the middle of an orgy, his kiss was
unusually gentle. Even his forceful penetrations weren’t painful. In fact his cock was
driving her lusts off the carnal map.
She finally got to speak. “Fuck me Dominus! Yes! Ooooooo! Ooooooo! Damnation! Fuck
my hole hard! Like that!” Yyyyeeeessss!”
Another blazing burst of rapture seared Sarah’s soul. In that split second she knew
there was something very special about Marcus Cornelius. She’d heard Sirvillia talk about
him for weeks. No doubt about it. He was handsome, strong and definitely virile.
Marcus whispered in her ear. “What’s your name again you lovely tart?”
Sarah was jerking harder on his pounding dick. It was with difficulty she could
even talk now. “Sarah!”
He licked her ear lobe very seductively. “Well Sarah, in my opinion, you fuck much
better than any of the other dancing girls. In fact, you fuck better than Sirvillia,
herself, and she’s damned good. I’ve got to have you. I’ve got to own you, every part of
you. I don’t know how yet but I have to possess every part of you. Now don’t say anything,
just sport!”
His mouth smothered hers and his thrusting went on a rampage. He ached and strained
for release! Again and again, he drove deep with circular thrusts into her molten depths.
When that piercing, soul splitting moment came, he jolted a flood of semen into Sarah’s
violently churning and jerking cunt hole until every drop had been milked out of him by
her unbridled lust play.
Once he’d filled Sarah she had to drain the contents of lust in her cunt down
Sirvillia’s sucking mouth allowing Tulia to rest awhile.
Lillia had to give Marcus a long sixty-nine adventure. She had strawberry blonde
hair with placid brown eyes and freckles on her cherub looking face. She was expert at
cock sucking, belying her angelic looks. She rubbed her clit and cunt over his lips and
tongue, urging him to eat her out. She liked to be softened up before fucking.
When Marcus eventually took Lillia it was a bit of a letdown after seductive Sarah.
It took a long time for him to eventually pour his diminishing seed into the last dancing
girl. Like the others, Lillia gave Sirvillia a long and tasty drink from her fuck hole.
Marcus rested, waiting for Sirvillia to take him once again.
This time it was different. Once Sirvillia had slaked her thirst she dismissed the
girls and at last Marcus and his luscious hostess were alone.
She lay under him, guiding his meat into her. She knew he was drained and almost
spent but she also knew that he could fuck her cunt for many hours now.
“Marcus, did you like my naughty little dancing girls? Aren’t they sweet to bed
you?”
“They are but the appetizers for the main course my lovely servant of Venus.”
“Until dawn, I will be your insatiable mare my dear Marcus. Be my lusty stallion
and shower my hungry pussy with your all powerful love. Stud me until I faint from every
ecstasy. Ooooo, Marcus! Marcus! Don’t hold back! Ram it in hard! Harder! Oooooo! You were
worth the wait!”
An hour became two and then three and Marcus continued supplying his paramour
unsurpassed pleasure. His strokes were long, deep and unhurried as he forced Sirvillia to
reach climax again and again. She screamed and cursed him. She hollered and whimpered.
Still his driving staff brought her cunt back to life, time and time again. Occasionally
she was on top of him, fucking him furiously with her boiling cunt or very talented,
rimming ass hole. Sirvillia was exceptionally greedy for climax. She yearned for it like
some men yearn for strong drink. She was addicted to the ecstasy of carnal rapture.
“Oooooo, my lusty stallion! You’re such a powerful stud Marcus! You’re so strong!
You hold your lust so well. Oooooo! Get on top of me again and ram my two passages of
joy!”
Although Marcus was tiring and his brain swam from the wine and the utter
debauchery, he kept slicing into Sirvillia, slamming her from one passionate release to
another. He wanted to cum but he couldn’t. His cock was in the dry heaves stage as he
pounded into her sloppy, mushy cunt hole. Although it was Sirvillia he was fucking,
however, it was Sarah’s body that he was seeing in front of his blurred, drunken eyes. It
was the brown skinned bewitching eastern slave bitch that had suddenly and unexpectedly
made an impression on his besotted mind. Each time, Sirvillia cramped hard on his
twitching member, he imagined it was Sarah’s more intense vaginal tricks he was enjoying.
Each time Sirvillia promised him the most depraved pleasures in the most vulgar ways, he
fantasized it was Sarah’s more sultry voice he was hearing.
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