EXTRACT FOR
Marcus Marius Cornelius
(Author Unknown)

Chapter 1

      

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 in any case. 

      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 indirection needed to be employed than 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 insure 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, "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 slut seductively arched her leg just right to insure 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 fluids 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 wench. It was obvious that the wanton dancer enjoyed the coupling. Her piercing cries of delight competed with the urgent clutching jerks of her pussy as she milked him for every drop.

      "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 thirst 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 brown 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. They young slave could feel the impacting force of Sirvillia's down thrusts as the power of the great lady's fucking increased to a 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.