Gladiators

Bodocea

His proximity was thrilling. I could no more ignore this force of nature than I could the current tugging at my body.

"You are beautiful yourself, Maximin."

There was no denying it, much as I tried in the guise of cheap insults. His body was beautiful. His massive stature gave him the appearance of the statuary I had seen in Athens, perfect in proportion and form. But his flesh and been warm, heated in fact. My hand moved of its own volition to his chest, entranced as I was by the glistening beads of water clinging to the rippling muscles. Though my touch was light, barely perceptible, I felt shivers pass through both of us. I looked up with confusion. He was no longer smiling. Perhaps for the first time since coming to this place, I felt the vulnerability of being a woman. The image of him crushing me in his massive arms invaded my mind.

I wanted him to.
 
Maximin was not skilled in love. He hoped someday to find a woman with the patience to show him the art.
Usually his size was enough to scare most normal women away. But Bodocea stood up to him and from the very first she had melted his heart like fire to candlewax. He had a desperate desire to possess her before she too might run away. So he did it there in the midst of the sparkling water on that high noon long ago.

His masive arms wrapped around her waist and raised her up till her hips and thighs broke free of the river. He buried his face between her breasts and breathed in deep the scent of her.

Slowly and as gently as he could he lowered her until he felt the aching tip of himself pressing
into the soft folds of her sex.
 
Oh, the outrage of it! The sweet outrage of Maximin's entry into my most tender femininity. I did not struggle but rather wrapped my long legs around him. His strong hands guided my form lower, impaling me further onto his rigid manhood. His entry felt like heated granite despite the cool, swirling water.

I threw back my head and laughed. The sound expressed the joy I felt for the primal beauty of the moment. I looked deeply into those strangely innocent eyes and I kissed him for the first time. His mouth proved an unexpectedly delicious delight. So soft for such a hard man. My mouth devoured his as I imagined his tender lips traveling over ever inch of my body.

He was immense in all aspects and he was twice the size of the man I had last coupled with. My eyes widened as he continued to fill me. This would be an experience I would not soon forget.
 
Bodocea, Bodocea, bodocea...

He said the words over and over again like a chant, a soft song played against the background of the running water. He felt himself pressing hard against her and wondered if he was to large for her afterall. Then something gave within. She sighed and put her arms around his neck. Her beautiful legs came up from the water and locked behind his back...and most wonderful of all!
She kissed him and her lips were the sweetest things he'd ever known.
She was opening for him, her vulva stretching, expanding to take him in. It was a slow and utterly delicious progress that he made, submerging his cock into the heated depths of
his own beloved.

So they stood in the midst of the white water, the great dark giant holding up and melting into the heart of the woman with hair like the sun.
 
Bodocea

I felt as one of the water nymphs plucked from the singing water by an earthy satyr. My body was enfolded in his arms just as I encased the entire length of his iron shaft.

I arched my back, sending my breasts crashing into the mountain of his chest, grinding my sanguine nipples against the roughened skin. My hips rose and I clenched the powerful muscles of my sex, tightening the silken vise.

Poetic images or not, this was not very comfortable.

"Maximin, lay me out on the flowered bank."
 
He strode from the river carrying the six foot woman as though she were a child's doll.
He did'nt lay her down on the grass but instead laid himself down.

Max beckoned her to lean down close. She thought he would kiss her but instead, ran his great dark fingers slowly through her hair. It shimmered like gold and spread out in rivers on his oaken chest.
"A wonder." he said softly.
"A wonder..."

He smiled and pointed to his staff, the thickness of a sapling, which sprang clear of his belly.

"You on top little Bo-do-cea. I am too big. I can hurt you."
 
Helios

I sense her hesitancy and gently lift her in my arms. "If you must go, then go now before the guards make us part. I should practice. I wish to win now and I will do whatever it takes to do that...Will you vist me?"
 
Maya

"I shall visit when I am able," I whisper kissing him one last time before dressing and sliping out of his room.
 
Bodocea

I have been called many things, but never 'little'. The choice of words makes me smile. I don't respond verbally. I cannot. This naked man lying before me, touching my hair with infinite wonder, he triggers a desire unlike any I have experienced before. Standing, I pull Maximin into a sitting position. I move closer to my giant and place my hands on the sides of his face to lift his head. He is eye level with my dampened pubic hair and I move closer still. My curls surround his nose and I turn his unresisting head from side to side, enjoying the tickling of my most sensitive flesh. I hear him inhale my scent. For the moment, he seems content with being led. He doesn't attempt to initiate any contact. I place a foot upon a nearby rock and separate my legs. Maximin watches as I spread my lower lips with skilled fingers, exposing my wet pinkness for him, revealing my secrets to his gaze. My free hand on the back of his head pulls him close.

"Taste me," I command.

He obeys without hesitation, his mouth greedily feasting on the taste of a woman in heat. His lips and tongue lack finesse, he will have to be taught. "Later, when he's been satisfied," I think. Nevertheless, his enthusiasm makes me moan, a mixture of pain and pleasure. I pull away and lay my hands on his shoulders. Glancing down, I can see that his assault on my tender flesh has aroused him to new heights and lengths.

I straddle his lap. Grasping the base of his shaft, I guide him into the enflamed entrance of my womanhood. I lower myself, filling myself with the tremendous length of his cock. Controlling the depth and pace, I begin to ride him slowly, increasing my momentum. With each stroke, I work more of his manhood into my compliant passage.
 
"Taste me", she had commanded and he did.

Her taste on his lips and in his mouth is causing his blood to race and boil. This way is new to him. He has never had his mouth pressed into a woman's sex, never felt the need to lick and probe with his tongue, to open her sweet flesh and slide into her womb...
She was holding his head tightly and pushing herself against him, moaning with passion. Her eyes were shut, she swayed back and forth. He would have to remember this. Ask her to teach him this new way. The moist pink velvet of these other lips were the softest things he'd ever touched...

Now he could see them stretching over the thickness of his cock as she rode him, slowly sinking down, taking more and more of him into her bold lush body. Her breasts were above him, jutting out to hard budded nipples. He hoped she would bend down and let him take them in his mouth...
 
I saw how his eyes devoured my breasts, the heat of his gaze almost seering into my flesh. I bent forward. The movement brought my tender nipples within reach of my lover's mouth.

"Would you like to suck them, Maximin?" my breath teased his ear. "Kiss them, then, but you needn't be gentle. Use your teeth."

He leaned forward. The movement sent his cock deeper into my silken passage. I had now taken in as much of him as I could, almost his full length had been absorbed into me. I tensed and I raised my hips, sliding up and almost off his long shaft. My nipples withdrew from his reach. I laughed, enjoying teasing him.

"You have to be quicker!" I said with a gentle smile.
 
Maximin tried several times to capture the elusive targets before he reached up and grabbed Bo by the shoulder pulling her forward and into his mouth. The Amazon's breasts were wondrous to him. They stood upright and rose in gentle curves to an engorged tip which almost seemed to be a smaller version of the one below. This he took into his mouth entirely, feeling her hard nipple against the back of his throat and his mouth full of her warm rich flesh.
She pressed against him and his face was buried in the yielding warmth of her orbs. As she pulled back, he bit down with his strong teeth and felt her sensitive aereole drawn through them until he held the nipple only between them. He squeezed her in his great hands forcing the hard tips forward where he could nip and nibble, suck and lick to his hearts content.
Bo had worked herself down almost to the base of his cock and it felt like she was impaled on a hot throbbing tree. She could take no more... there was not room within her for another inch.
 
Bodocea

I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. Instead I laughed with pure pleasure as this man sucked my nipples with such rapturous delight. I gasped with mounting excitement as Maximin took a vulnerable nipple between his teeth and gently nibbled at the aching tip. My entire body shivered with desire as I arched my back, giving him full access to my sensitive peaks. Maximin teased both of my breasts with his tiny love bites. I melted into his arms with a deep sigh and my head spun in an erotic daze.

My hand captured one of his great paws. His eyes questioned mine.

"Maximin, you need to do more than fill a woman up with that tremendous sword of yours. Pleasure me, use your fingers to rub me here."

I had directed his compliant fingers down to my neglected clitoris. "Feel that, ooooh! Yes, Maximin, that's right." His massive fingers were amazingly gentle even if they were unskilled. My body responded and my juices flowed. I continued the slow seductive gyrations on his imbedded phallus.
 
How wonderful the woman tasted...she had skin the color of sunlight and her breasts were the sweetest things he'd ever known. She had wanted him to bite her, to be rough and he had found it difficult because she was already such a treasure to him. But he had done so and when he saw the pleasure it gave her, he responded with enthusiasm.
Now she was putting his coarse fingers on a tiny pearl of herself which peeked wetly from the top of her tightly stretched sex. When he touched it he felt her contract around him. Her back arched and she moaned with pleasure. As he rubbed it he felt it stiffen and enlarge...Bo began to shudder
her eyes closed and she rode his huge cock with
her hips moving faster and faster grinding him into her core. He watched her hands squeezing her own breasts, pulling and twisting the nipples as she swayed above him...
 
Maximin's great hands stopped my movements abruptly. He throw my arms around his neck and wrapped his arms around me. They felt like a vise as he just held me. My heartbeat thudded against his chest. I felt my breathing slow and I became aware. Aware of the wind in the trees, the heat of the sun, the smell of a man fresh from a river. The stillness moved me more than a lifetime of frenzied lovemaking. I felt acutely every connect between our skin. Where I was soft and he was hard. I wanted to swoon, to faint dead away, from the intensity of it all. Instead I looked into his fathomless eyes. He was trying to capture a moment. I knew that he had suceeded. This joining would be forever unforgettable.

His hands moved to my hips and time started again. I lost myself again as I continued moving at a feverish pace. I could not break contact with his eyes though. He held my gaze with a will of iron, I could scarcely blink. I felt as if he could see straight into my soul. He knew when my sweet rush of spasms began, reading my thoughts through the book of my eyes.
 
Bo leaned far forward on him when her orgasm began. Her hands grabbed the sides of his head and rocked it...her lips found his and melted...he felt something like a presence entering into him with each shudder and contraction of her body.
She suddenly went soft inside and he felt his erection bathed in warm oil, free to move inside her tight channel. He bent his knees and thrust into her, building a faster and faster tempo in timt with the movement of her hips. The Amazon's tongue was at the back of his throat or he would have cried out as his own soul wrenching climaxleaped up and consumed him.
Without a pause in his thrusts his spend flowed into her. It seemed to go on forever...

They lay for awhile on the soft grass and watched the sun setting behind grey pink clouds to the west.

"I've been thinking Bo"

"mmmmmmmmm",
she said and snuggled closer. Her hair was spread like sunlight over his chestnut thighs.

"No listen. I think we could make a fortune working together. The Amazon of Fire and the Retarius of Smoke. We'll call ourselves a Tag Team.
By the Gods it's never been done!
Rome will eat us up!"

And so began the career of the most famous
Gladiator Tag Team to ever grace the arenas of the Empire.
 
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