Sex in Ancient Rome: Gladiator secretly fucks Roman Woman
Summary:
Julia is once again a guest at her friend Valeria’s house. There are also numerous gladiators there who fascinate Julia. Above all Gallius. Julia ends up having fun with him in secret.
Craving for Wild Sex: Roman Woman raves about Gladiators
The inner courtyard of the house lay still in the warm light of the setting sun. Palm leaves rustled gently in the wind and the laughter of women echoed through the airy halls.
Julia, the young wife of a respected Roman general, sat on a cushioned lounger, a goblet of wine in her hand. Next to her sat her hostess Valeria, the wife of a rich lanista, the owner of a gladiator school.
“Tell me, Julia,” Valeria began with a knowing smile. “What do you think of my men?”
Julia’s cheeks reddened. Since her arrival, she could hardly get the gladiators’ muscular bodies out of her head. They had been training, with sword and spear, while sweat made their tanned muscles glisten.
One of them in particular had caught her eye – a tall man with striking features and a raw, animalistic aura: Gallius.
Every time he had swung his spear, her heart had beaten faster.
“I… they’re impressive,” Julia replied evasively and took a sip of wine.
Valeria laughed softly. “Impressive, indeed. But I noticed how your gaze lingered on one.”
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Julia startled and her eyes widened. “That… I…”
“Calm down,” Valeria said, placing a hand on her arm. “You’re not the first to be attracted to the wild ways of a gladiator. And honestly, who could blame you?”
Secret Love Affair with a Gladiator
Julia bit her lip, unable to find an answer.
“Listen,” Valeria continued, her tone now more conspiratorial. “No one has to know. If you want, I can arrange it. Just you and him. Absolute discretion.”
“Valeria! That would be… I could never…” Julia’s voice trembled, but the thought of him – of his well-toned body, of the raw power that emanated from him – sent a tingle through her.
“No one will know,” Valeria assured her. “I’ll take care of everything.”
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Julia hesitated, but finally nodded, her curiosity and desire winning out over her fear.
Later that evening, Julia stood in a room decorated with mosaics. Two female slaves rubbed her body with fragrant oil. Their hands slid over her shoulders, her hips, her legs.
The shiny liquid made her skin soft and shimmering, while a light scent of jasmine filled the room.
One of the slaves held up a wafer-thin, almost transparent robe. Julia slipped it on. The fabric clung to her curves, leaving little to the imagination.
She felt her heart beat faster as the women straightened her hair and stroked her shoulders one last time.
Masculine Energy: Gladiator is being prepared
In another room, they prepared the gladiator.
Two naked women rubbed his muscular body with a mixture of golden paint and oil so that his skin glistened in the light of the torches.
Every muscle stood out clearly as he stood motionless, like an animal waiting for its cue.
The meeting took place in a small, secluded room. Torches cast flickering shadows on the walls and the floor was covered with soft cushions.
Julia entered, her steps quiet, only tiptoeing. Her hands trembled slightly and when she saw him, her breath caught in her throat.
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The gladiator stood before her, naked except for a simple loincloth. His skin glistened in the light, his broad shoulders and swollen pecs looked as if they were carved from stone. His gaze was intense, penetrating, almost challenging.
He stepped closer, slowly, like a predator. Julia felt her knees go weak, but she didn’t flinch.
Their eyes met and the desire in the air was palpable.
His hands gripped her waist. He pulled her against him and her chest brushed against his hard, hot skin.
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Julia felt his fingers slide down her back, gripping the thin fabric of her robe and sliding it over her shoulders with a single tug.
The fabric fell to the floor and she stood naked before him. Her skin shimmered in the flickering light, as did her eyes.
His lips met hers. His breath was hot, his hands wandered over her body, exploring every curve. Julia gasped as his fingers gripped her hips and pressed her down onto the pillows.
He knelt over her. His hands cupped her thighs and spread them apart without hesitation. His gaze wandered over her body like an owner examining his property.
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Her chest rose and fell quickly as she felt him explore her with one finger, firmly, deeply.
The rough way he treated her shattered any restraint in her. She clawed at his shoulders, pulling him closer, her nails leaving marks on his shiny golden skin.
He positioned himself above her. Julia held her breath as he penetrated her, deep, in a single motion. Her head fell back and a stifled moan escaped her lips.
His movements were hard, almost brutal. Each thrust made her body tremble and the pillows beneath her shifted. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, feeling him fill her as if he were claiming her for his own.
Sex in Ancient Rome: Gladiator secretly fucks Roman Woman
The heat in her belly continued to grow until she was almost on fire. She tossed her head from side to side, her fingernails digging into the pillows as he took her inexorably.
His breath sounded like panting, his muscles worked under her hands and his thrusts became faster, harder.
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The fire he ignited in her grew immeasurably. Her back arched and her lips formed his name, although no more sound came out of her.
The climax hit her like a storm, making her body tremble as she pulled him even closer to her with her legs.
He followed her, pressing himself deep inside her and a throaty growl emerged from his chest.
His pace slowed, but he held her tightly as if he never wanted to let her go.
They both lay motionless. Their bodies melted together, the air around them heavy with heat and desire.
The room was silent except for their panting breaths and the flickering torches cast dancing shadows on their intertwined bodies.
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