HOT NIGHT PART 1

Aspasia is one of the most beautiful maiden in the school of Thargelia’s, a school for Hetairas. This is not a normal school where young girls learn academics, this is a school where young maidens were taught the arts of seduction. This is the time when women were at the mercy of men. When women were sold. Among the finest ladies were Aspasia. Her vermillion lips, and her glowing skin were exceptional. During their lesson for sports, gardeners enjoyed the view of the maidens round thighs exposed, and their breasts jiggling as they run. Their teacher is one named Callias. Thargelia made it clear to them that he is gay and he can not find sexual desire for women. This became the laughter among the ladies because it has been the talk of the house that Thargelia’s moans were heard even to the kitchen. As a germ of an idea came to Aspasia, as a rebellion against her Mistress she tried to rub her legs against Callias’ and felt a tingle between her loins. She felt the heat shot to her ears and to her cheeks. Callias, with all his slave’s discipline controlled his erection. Aspasia finds it amusing and tortured him more by bending forward to reveal her ample chest. "Tonight, my love. Under the Myrtle trees when the moon is at it’s brightest." Aspasia goes to prepare for her next class. "Let Thargelia suffer!" The class is about the positioning ones body to give the best pleasure. "Boys are bulls, they were so excited to get off, but men, men needs more attention." Thargelia brought slaves in. They both stripped their clothes and positioned their bodies on the bed as instructed. "Remember, in this position, lower your shoulders to the bed. This gives him the deep access he needs. As he thrusts deeper, not only him feels the satisfaction but also you." "Have you tried it, Lady Thargelia?" Aspasia asked. "Quite, girl." As the slave started to move his hips, thrusting his shaft in and out, the woman moaned a little loudly. The sight sent waves of desire to Aspasia. "Now, ladies. When dealing with boys, who in no effort to give you pleasure, remember to at least fake your sensations. Moan loudly, claw on his back or grip his buttocks with your heels, that will give them the idea that you loved them." Thargelia flashed wthem with a grin afterwards. "Then give them a little shock, after your intense love making, turn you back. Do not talk for a moment, with a slight withdrawal from his touch he will give you your wishes just to bring you back to his arms." "With a touch on his chest, ask for golds and jewels. Time will come that he will tire from you and you will not fear for you have riches enough." At night, when everyone were in their Chambers, Aspasia crept out of the halls. The moon kissed her skin and the Myrtle trees danced to the hum of the wind. A strong arm grabbed her and dragged her down the grass. "It is I." Callias brushed his lips against her neck and she felt the same sensations she had, but this time, more intense. "Do you not fear the Lady Thargelia?" Aspasia did not respond. She kissed him. Hot and wanton. In respond, he crushed her body to the ground. The prickly grass against her back. Callias snaked his hand under the lady’s thighs and raised her toga. He cupped on of her breasts and sucked on the other. She coiled her legs around Callias’ hips, pushing him closer to her. He undid their clothes until they were ***** under the tree, panting in ecstasy. He rubbed his member against the wet folds of her womanhood and found the small entrance. He pushed his hardness inside and Aspasia screamed he need to kiss her mouth to muffle the sound. The earth under her seems to dance in waves like the sea as he enters and exits her slit. Her young mound had it’s first poking and the feeling is intense, she can only describe it beyond words. The delicious tingle and the slapping sound of their union are things only the Myrtle tree had witnessed.