Chapter 70 GLADIATORS RUN A TRAIN ON ME PART 2
Then he started thrusting, hard and steady, each pump making my breasts swing. Secundus moved to my front, grabbing my hair and guiding his cock back into my mouth. I sucked eagerly, tasting myself on him from earlier touches. The rhythm built—Marcus pounding my pussy, Secundus fucking my face. Spit and pussy juices leaked down my thighs.
Titus didn't wait long. He knelt behind Marcus, but no— he wanted my ass. I felt his hands on my cheeks, spreading them wide. 'Relax,' he said, spitting on my tight hole. I had some modern lube in a small pouch from my time jump—thank god it came with me. I passed it back blindly, and he squeezed it out, working two fingers into my ass. The cool gel mixed with his spit, easing the way. He scissored his fingers, stretching me. Then he pressed his cock against the entrance. 'Breathe,' he commanded. I did, pushing back as he thrust forward. The burn was intense, but pleasure followed as he filled my ass inch by inch. Now all three were inside me. Marcus in my pussy, Titus in my ass, Secundus in my mouth. They moved together, a brutal, perfect sync. In and out, their cocks rubbing through the thin wall between, making every nerve scream.
Sweat poured off us. The air stank of sex—musk, cum, and effort. Grunts and slaps echoed in the hidden spot. My body shook with each double thrust into my holes. Marcus sped up first, his hips slamming harder.
'I'm close,' he warned. I clenched around him, milking his cock. He roared and buried deep, his cock pulsing as hot cum shot into my pussy. Spurt after spurt flooded me, warm and thick. Secundus pulled from my mouth, stroking fast.
'Open,' he ordered. I did, tongue out, and he came on my face first, ropes hitting my cheeks and lips. Then he shoved back in, the last jets filling my throat. I swallowed what I could, the rest dripping down.
Titus kept going, his thick cock reaming my ass. Marcus pulled out with a wet pop, cum oozing from my pussy down my legs. Secundus stepped aside, panting. Titus grabbed my hips tighter, pounding relentlessly. The fullness in my ass, combined with the cum sloshing inside me, pushed me over the edge.
My orgasm hit like a storm—waves crashing through me. I screamed, my pussy and ass clenching hard. Juices squirted from me, soaking the bench. Titus felt it and lost control. He thrust deep one last time, his cock swelling as he unloaded into my ass. Cum filled me, mixing with the lube, leaking out around his shaft.
We stayed locked like that for a moment, all of us breathing heavy. Titus pulled out slowly, and a gush of cum followed from my ass, joining the mess from my pussy. I collapsed onto the bench, legs trembling, body spent but buzzing. The gladiators helped me up, their hands gentle now. Marcus wiped sweat from my brow.
'You're no ordinary woman,' he said. 'A witch from the stars?'
Secundus chuckled, kissing my shoulder. 'Come back anytime. We'll fight for you.'
Titus nodded, his eyes soft. 'You've conquered us.' I smiled, pulling my torn tunic back on as best I could. Cum still trickled down my thighs, a sticky reminder.
But I wasn't ready to leave just yet. My body still buzzed from what happened before. I took a deep breath and snuck back toward the edge of the arena. The three gladiators who had just fucked me trailed behind like my own personal guards. The sun beat down hard, making the sand hot and shiny under our feet. The crowd out there roared like thunder, their cheers filling the air with wild energy. It made my skin tingle all over again.
I spotted another group of fighters—four strong men this time. Their bodies gleamed with oil from the morning's fights. Sweat mixed with it, running down their muscled chests and arms. One guy had a long scar across his chest, red and raised like a mark of pride from past battles. Another had dark tattoos snaking up his arms, thick lines that looked like twisting ropes. The other two were just as built, one with short blond hair matted to his head, the other with a shaved scalp that showed off his thick neck.
My pussy still throbbed from the earlier pounding. Cum from those first guys leaked out, sticky and warm down my thighs. But I wasn't done. The ache inside me grew stronger, hungry for more. These men were too tempting, their bodies hard and ready. I felt a fresh wave of heat between my legs as I watched them laugh and wipe sweat from their brows.
I stepped closer, my hips swaying with each step. The sand shifted under my bare feet, warm against my skin.
'That was one hell of a fight you put on,' I said to the scarred one, my voice low and teasing. I reached out and let my fingers trace the rough edge of his scar. It felt bumpy under my touch, warm from his body heat.
He looked down at me, his eyes dark and sharp. A grin spread across his face, pulling at the stubble on his jaw. It made him look even tougher, more dangerous.
'You liked watching us, huh? Want to get a closer look? Maybe feel what it's like?' His voice was rough, like gravel, sending a shiver down my spine.