*Splat.*
Advorix plunged the sword into the chest of his opponent, right at the heart. The other man, a rough looking fighter from Carthage, stared at him with eyes of blank defeat, finally admitting defeat as he went down and closed his eyes, the blood pouring out under him into the hot sand.
The crowds in the amphitheater roared with delight.
Now twenty six, Advorix hadn’t asked for the life of a gladiator. But he’d survived everything else thrown at him and he felt as if he could follow this life for as long as he could now. Born to a pair of farmers in Gaul, his family had been dirt poor for several generations now. Advorix had grown into a strong and healthy young man, and when he came of age he cast his luck with the recruitment offer of a traveling gladiator school owner. He would’ve joined the Roman army, but the legions were for citizens only and the auxiliary units didn’t appeal that greatly to him. The Romans expected their solders in service for over a decade and then some.
So he’d persevered in the life of a trained fighter kept for entertainment, learning everything the trainers told him and surviving one preliminary fight after another. He was close to being a celebrity to the people of Rome, who loved a good champion and bet huge amounts of money on their favorite fighters. Today had been a battle between two especially popular fighters, one being him, and the other a Carthaginian named Hanno. This Hanno was a retiarius, a type of gladiator who specialized in using a fisherman’s tools to bring down his enemies.
But the three pronged trident and large rope net simply weren’t enough to take down Advorix this day. Hanno had gotten overconfident, not realizing that Advorix had more stamina and resilience that expected. Few did. He didn’t possess the bulging muscles of other gladiators, but he could run a marathon if need be and possessed enough strength in his arms to drive daggers and swords into other men with ease. Not to mention that he was left handed, and most gladiators were expecting a right handed opponent. Hanno had been a very difficult opponent to face, more difficult than most other gladiators, but somehow Advorix had survived and won the day, in the most messy way possible.
The crowd had already started pointing their thumbs down ever since Hanno had taken a few slashes and his net cast aside by Advorix’s sword. Now they were absolutely thrilled, having enjoyed the Gallic murmillo gladiator beat down and defeat his rival. The Colosseum’s announcer, who did all the opening lines and administered the oaths the fighters took, began an announcement about how the invincible Gaul was heroic, dominating, blah blah blah, while trumpets blared and people shouted in joy. Bread and circuses were very effective methods of crowd control.
Advorix took a moment to take in the praise, then was escorted out towards the tunnel nearest to him as teams of slaves began disposing of bodies, both human and animal, and setting up the next event on the list: a chariot race. Advorix soon found himself facing a gray haired man in a fancy toga. This was Decius, owner of the gladiator school Advorix belonged to.
“Well done,” he congratulated Advorix with a pat on the back. As the Gaul had racked up victory after victory, the Roman had grown fond of his most prized asset. “You did splendid out there. I had at least three senators offer me a pretty penny to release you for their own service.”
Advorix didn’t say anything for now, but kept walking with Decius. He was still technically under contract with the school owner, so any other potential clients would have to just wait.
“Of course, there are still three months to go before any of them can legally make an official offer…” Decius’ lips turned upwards. “But I must ask that you consider resuming service in my gladiator school, possibly as a teacher or even the head trainer. Your talents are far too valuable to let go of so easily.”
*Mostly because they drown you in gold,* thought Advorix. Decius probably made ten times what he’d bet on the Gaul from other gambling spectators who were suckered into betting on Hanno instead.
“I’ll think about it,” replied Advorix. There were still three months to go.
“Still, I think some sort of reward is in order. Hanno’s owner has been a thorn at my side for some time, and it means a lot that you won today and not him.” The school owner put a hand on his chin, thinking. “I’ll have it sent to your quarters. You’re dismissed for now.”
Advorix gave a very small nod of the head and walked off. Decius’ favorite gladiators were housed in apartments a few blocks from the Colosseum, a step above from the grimy and dark cells used to house the slaves forced into the arena. The Gaul took his time during the short walk, trying to relax his arms and legs as much as he could. It was a welcome change from running around and trying to get this sword into that man’s arm or having that piece of armor deflect that spear.
He opened the door, walked into the main room, and reached for some wine, intending to pour some for himself. Maybe it would help with the aching. As he finished and took a sip, a blonde woman with alluring blue eyes and a few inches shorter than him walked in from the adjacent bedroom.
“Hello,” she said with a small, weak smile.
A couple years younger than Advorix, Lucia had once been like him: nothing. The daughter of a poor freedman, she’d once done a number of things she’d never talk about to get by in the slums of Rome. But one day, the big Gaul had killed a group of drunken off duty soldiers trying to force themselves on her. From then on, Lucia had attached herself to Advorix, almost devoted to him in some ways. When he moved on after Decius’ contract ended, he was going to take her with him and enjoy some time with her.
Of course, they also enjoyed themselves as things currently stood.
He put down the wine cup to kiss her, taking his time with it. Lucia never attended Advorix’s gladiator games, because she couldn’t stomach the thought of her beloved being hurt or killed before her eyes. If he were to die there, she didn’t want to see it. She said a thousand silent thanks to the gods as she began kissing his neck next, taking off pieces of armor as she trailed down to his abdomen and below.
She quickly undid his belt and clothes, letting his groin appear in full view to him. She smiled at him as she got that hard shaft of his out, letting him sit down on a couch as she first started stroking him. He’d had a big day today, and he deserved a nice reward for it.
Letting one hand go up and down the foreskin, she sent the other rubbing across his bare chest, with all it’s hair and well established muscles. “I’m so lucky to have you,” Lucia said out loud, not caring whatsoever what Advorix thought of her near slavish devotion. He cared for her just as much as she cared for him. Once Lucia thought she’d stroked enough to get him nice and hard, she kissed the head of his cock before putting her mouth on it. With one hand on the shaft and the other on the balls, Lucia performed a ritual she’d done many times now. Advorix always needed to relax after a hard won battle in the arena, and Lucia was always there to help him out with it.
Slowly she sunk down on him at first, taking inch after inch as much as she could. Her hand did the rest of the work, stroking the bottom half of the shaft as her mouth went up and down on the top half. Every once in a while she’d pop her mouth open to lick the head, as if she was expecting a drop of cum to come out as a reward for doing such a great job. His head went to pet her hair like as dog, and he sighed lightly as she continued to blow him.
All the while, she looked up at him, happy to gaze upon the handsome face with light brown stubble and a small scar near the left eye. She thought nothing of it, and kept sucking and stroking away, massaging his balls at the same time in an impressive multitasking performance. This always seemed to get Advorix in a good mood, and if she was lucky he’d drain his balls soon and want to do more, usually involving the two of them in their bed. In the past, if he was feeling up to it he’d take her in the position of wild beasts, with her on all fours, but if not she was more than happy to ride him until he spilled his cum, either inside her or on her soft, pale skin.
She kept going, picking up the pace gradually, to the point where she was almost slobbering on his cock. She felt the twitches, that telltale sign of him edging closer and closer to orgasm. He put that hand on her hair to her neck and began to force her to breathe through her nose as he dumped his load in her mouth-
“Am I interrupting something?”
Both Advorix and Lucia turned to the door, where a woman’s voice could be heard. Lucia took her mouth off of his cock to catch her breath, while Advorix pulled up his clothes again and began to clench his fists. How dare someone barge in his residence while he was getting intimate with Lucia?
But the woman at the door seemed to bear no ill will. To Advorix’s untrained eye, she appeared to be taller than Lucia but not as tall as the Gallic gladiator either. She bore all the traits of someone from the exotic east: hair as black as the night sky, dark, piercing eyes, lightly tanned skin. She wore a simple red gown and her makeup was subtle and expertly applied.
His guess was that this was one of Decius’ pleasure slaves: girls purchased from all across the empire and trained in the arts of sensuality, sexual pleasure, and physical bliss.
And now the school owner had sent him one of them as his reward for today’s victory.
*How nice of him,* Advorix thought. Although Lucia might have a word or two. “Decius sent you, no?”
“You guess right.” Her accent was also exotic, and he was thinking it was Persian, or something from that region of the world. She shut the door behind her quietly while eyeing up the gladiator. “Call me Panthea. I hope my presence is not unwelcome? I would not want to upset Decius.”
“No, not at all,” replied Advorix, looking at Lucia. “We won’t mind her, shall we, love?”
Lucia looked at the beautiful eastern woman and gulped in her throat. She hadn’t expected to be competing for Advorix’s attention this afternoon, and she would’ve preferred to have him all to herself.
But she considered the thought of sharing her for the afternoon. Although it had been a long time since Lucia had kissed a woman, let alone slept with one, she could appreciate the female form and a woman’s touch. And this one was very tempting, almost seductive with the way she moved her hips about. Decius had picked wisely in sending Panthea to Adtorix’s residence. Perhaps she could appreciate his judgment as well.
“I think I’ll be just fine,” Lucia said, having finally made up her mind. “Let’s all go to the bed, shall we?”
So they did, clothes flung about and feet swiftly approaching in anticipation of elation and excitement. Adtorix moved himself to the bed and laid down on it a little bit, although he propped his head with the help of a soft silk pillow – one of many perks of being a highly skilled gladiator. He nodded to Lucia, now full in the nude and right above him. “Go ahead, love. Decius doesn’t have to know and I doubt he’ll be bothered one bit.”
Lucia smiled at him and turned to Panthea. This woman truly was alluring. The beauty of her face was matched by a fit physique (no doubt encouraged by her owner to make her more enticing to customers), nice breasts that were a handful, dark nipples that looked firm, and a fair amount of hair between the legs. In some ways she was the opposite of the pale, petite Lucia, and in others she was an exotic Eastern version of Advorix’s lover.
With his approval, Lucia walked up to Panthea and pressed her lips to hers, as their arms reached across backs and explored breasts. Lucia was reminded why she enjoyed woman customers in her past life: the woman next to her tasted very sweet and made all the right sounds and motions. The pale woman put a hand between her own legs, trying to keep her slit nice and ready for whatever came next. She was already having fun from sucking off Advorix, but one could never be too careful.
Panthea had serviced a number of Roman noblewoman in her line of work, and working on Lucia was no trouble. She knew that she had a second person to appease as well: Advorix, watching from the bed and stroking himself to the two beautiful woman kissing in front of him. The woman of Persian descent knew that many men had a taste for watching two women pleasure each other to orgasm, and if she was effective enough he’d get up and join himself.
They continued to kiss as Panthea proceeded to lie Lucia on the other end of the bed, the pale woman on bottom as the olive skinned beauty’s hands kept massaging and playing with breasts, squeezing the other woman’s nipple. That got a slight yelp, as Lucia’s nipples were sexually sensitive. Advorix’s hands and mouth had worked on them many times before. Now Panthea was learning that she could do much good here. Her hands were followed by a mouth skilled in the arts of pleasuring people, touching and massaging them in all the right ways and areas.
“She’s good,” Lucia said to her lover, looking at him as Panthea’s mouth moved from the breasts to Lucia’s belly, kissing as she did. She watched as a pair of fingers slipped their way inside her pink pussy, quickly finding that sweet spot that Advorix’s cock was always able to hit when he was fucking her. Lucia moaned under Panthea’s touch, and the eastern woman wasn’t done yet. Without warning, she applied her tongue to Lucia’s clit, circling it and alternating between the clitoris and other areas around her pussy.
Advorix continue to jerk himself, watching as his lover moaned under Panthea’s delicate yet sensory touch. Moan after moan came out as Lucia took in the sensations and thrill of being fingered and eaten out at the same time. Panthea was almost too good, she thought to her self as she sighed at an especially good lick of the clit, one that elicited a “fuck” from her mouth. The eastern woman kept on going, sliding her fingers with ease and using her other hand to touch herself, working both of their pussies at once. Her experiences told her that it was good to keep herself worked up, as if Advorix would jump up and start fucking them out of nowhere.
But the Gaul just smiled and continued to stroke. He was building himself up, recovering from the strain of the arena and waiting for an opportune moment to join in and give both of them the feeling of his cock inside of their holes, wet and waiting with desire.
Lucia continued to moan and whimper as Panthea’s tongue and fingers kept her going, like a stone being slowly pushed towards a high ledge that would drop it hundreds of feet once it let go. She felt herself getting close, dangerously close, to releasing. She kept moaning, begging Panthea to let her cum, begging and begging – but when she could feel herself ready to burst, Panthea let her head snap back, her fingers going slowly once again. A minute later the fingers came out, coated with the pale woman’s arousal. That orgasm that Lucia had been expecting would have to wait a little while longer.
“Taste yourself,” Panthea said to Lucia, almost a command. Lucia did so, humming as she licked the juices off the tan woman’s fingers. Panthea then went to Advorix, inviting him to take the rest in his mouth. “Taste your sweet lover,” the eastern woman encouraged, delighted when the Gaul licked her fingers clean and nodded, clearly agreeing.
“Now, I kept you from cumming just now for a reason,” Panthea said to Lucia, nudging her head at Advorix. “I think your big, strong man over here needs to claim his prize. He’s the one who’s earned it, after all. Advorix, why don’t you come over here and give your lover what she’s begging for?”
“Please,” whimpered Lucia. “I-I need your cock right now.” She’d been just denied her release rather abruptly – just the way Panthea had planned – and now she was almost desperate for Advorix to walk over and finish the job. “I-Inside me.” Her eyes screamed to her Gallic lover, speaking in a way without words to ravish her and finish the job Panthea had almost cruelly left unfinished. Now that he was hard from watching the spectacle, he seemed ready to do just that.
Advorix got up, erection in hand, and walked over to where Panthea had just been teasing his lover for the last few minutes. She eyed his shaft with barely hidden lust and desire. “Lucky girl,” she said to Lucia has he placed the head of it on her clit, rubbing back and forth for a few seconds before inserting himself. That earned him a gasp from Lucia, who knew him to be a good lover and a man of high stamina, even after winning a brutal fight. Give him a few minutes to unwind, and he would fuck her all afternoon.
As he began pushing his his hips up to hers and sliding back and forth, Advorix used his arms to spread Lucia’s legs. She was a small thing compared to him, so easily moved about and roughed up in the most loving way possible. Panthea watched as the two made love so earnestly, so tender and yet so rough and animal well. His grunts and groans were well matched by Lucia’s moaning and high pitched whines, cries for her lover to impale her and leave her a drooling mess. The addition of an extra woman to share between them didn’t change how much she loved being fucked by him.
Panthea was on the other side of the bed, where Advorix had just been, and watching with delight. She rubbed her clit as she beamed at the happy lovers, excited to have riled them up to a state where they were fucking like rabbits. “Mmm, I might have to go get myself a couple or two to myself when this is all over.”
“You can join,” Lucia suggested, and Advorix nodded in approval. He kept moving his hips and pressing his cock against her sensitive spots inside her. Lucia’s words came in between another series of breathless pants, a clear sign of how intense it all was.
All too happy to join in the fun, Panthea crawled over to the happy couple and pressed her lips to Lucia, making out with her again as Advorix continued to fuck the pale girl. He casually pressed a hand to Panthea’s ass and squeezed it as his other hand groped Lucia’s breasts. Both girls were moaning into each other’s mouth, Lucia rediscovering how fun another woman in the bedroom was and Panthea just happy that her work happened to be very pleasurable for all involved.
When Panthea broke the kiss, she gave a quick smooch to Lucia’s cheek before getting on all fours next to her. Wiggling her ass in the air, she eyeballed Advorix and purred, “Decius did send me for a reason. I do hope you’ll take his offer?”
Oh, he was going to take it.
Pausing briefly to pull out of Lucia, he left her humphing while he moved over to Panthea, eager to be fucked in the manner of wild animals. She moaned when he inserted himself into her, slid back, and repeated this while going faster each time. Advorix’s cock fit nicely inside her, and it felt better than she expected it to. “No wonder Lucia here loves you so much,” she whined as her hands grabbed onto the bed for support as his cock pounded into her with the same virility and energy that it did with Lucia not a minute ago.
Lucia giggled and rolled her eyes, knowing the whore was just saying that to amuse Advorix and keep him fucking her. At least she thought. The woman with Persian features hadn’t given her any cause for grief. Instead, it was all waves of funny feelings with her, a powerful mix of erotic sensation and physical pleasure. She stroked her lover’s leg, muscle bound and with the occasional scar or two, as it moved back and forth with his hips.
Panthea looked back, watching the big Gaul keep his hands on her buttocks and continue to fuck her like a proper man. “Fuck,” was all she was able to get out of her mouth in between pants. She winked at Lucia and pushed her own hips alongside his, sometimes hitting to where his cock reached the deepest crevice, and sometimes to where his member was about to come out of her entirely. “Go fuck your little girl there some more.”
Advorix wasn’t going to say no to that, and moved back to fuck his pail beloved with the same tenacity and effort. Lucia was so very close to letting herself go within thirty seconds of him resuming his cock sliding along her walls. She let her arms go limp and used her legs to grab onto Advorix’s torso while Panthea was playing with her breasts again. She enjoyed both of them toying with her. Advorix may have been who this bout of fun was intended for, but she was getting as much delight out of it as he was. She would’ve thought it was more than him if he wasn’t doing his best performance, perhaps even moreso than their last few nights in the bedroom making love.
They came within seconds of each other, a minute later. Technically she did it first, screaming in sheer joy as she let the product of her built up orgasm all over his shaft. Maybe Panthea’s teasing and denial had done some good. It would’ve been quite a mess had her pussy not been stuffed with a cock. That kind of playful teasing and edging would have to be something to try again in the future, with or without the help of the exotic girl.
Then it was Advorix’s turn. His thrusts became more sudden as he felt himself twitching and ready to burst. Three or four times he slapped flesh against flesh and let a thick load of his cum go all the way into Lucia’s willing entrance. She almost squealed at the feeling of being knocked up by him. Then came another load, and another. Lucia thought he was going to spend all of himself in her, finished finally.
She was wrong.
He pulled out halfway, a little bit of cum squirting onto the folds of her sex. She pouted a little bit, knowing this was all to play with her. Feelings weren’t hurt because she was the one he’d come back to, not the other woman. But she could appreciate the eastern woman and why her lover would enjoy fucking her while he could. After all, she’d tasted the goods too.
Advorix rolled Panthea over on her back, so that her bare tits were facing him, for both him and Lucia to view. He jerked himself to the rest of his climax, heart pounding as he resumed cumming, this time on her belly and tits. He supposed afterwards that it would’ve made less of a mess to clean up if he’d just stuck himself in her mouth, but for this time dumping his seed on her was good enough. It helped that she was utterly delighted in him cumming for her, knowing she’d done her job of entertaining Decius’ most prized gladiator and giving both him and the girl he adored a great deal of pleasure.
All of them were panting, catching their breath as the bliss and fuzzy feelings came down. Lucia felt bold enough to lean over and lick the cum off of Panthea’s breasts. That it happened to involve sucking on her nipples was a lucky coincidence.
Panthea smiled, happy that the other girl had just as much fun as Advorix. “See? Wasn’t so bad after all,” she said to Lucia, and after the cum was licked up she brought Lucia’s mouth to hers and started making out with her again, sharing the seed in their mouths.
Advorix just sat on the bed and began massaging Lucia’s shoulders. Today was a good day, he thought to himself. He’d beaten a dangerous rival, racked up some potential jobs once his gladiator time was up, and had an amazing afternoon with Lucia. Not to mention Panthea. Maybe he could invite her for another bout of three when Lucia felt up to it again. Maybe he’d even buy her from Decius and take her with them as well, serving both domestic and sexual needs.
Especially sexual needs. Time seemed to slow as the three of them came back to earth and starting thinking and talking about when they could do this again.
*Hey everyone, thanks for reading! While you may think this was based on the Spartacus show, I’ve actually never watched it. I just know the sex scenes are legendary, LOL. This might be my first time writing FF scenes by myself (within the context of a threesome), so forgive me if parts of it scream menwritingwomen. I thinking you’ll like it though. Please tell me what you liked and if I should return to these three again later on! Something tells me I really want to do that…*
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