A Roman Adventure
written by:
Catwidow

A Roman Adventure

My dream had finally come true: I was going to Italy!

Long had I waited to finally receive the letter that accepted me for what could turn out to be the most important of all archaeological digs. I was only a second year student, so having been chosen to come along was a great honor.

Leaving for Rome four weeks later and I could hardly contain my excitement. We had two days before we would leave for the dig site at Lake Nemi. Even though Caligula's ships had been excavated in the 1930's, there was still a lot of territory uncovered. And even though some artifacts remained, both vessels had been burned during WWII.

Since we had time to do some sightseeing, I decided to go to Vatican City, not that I was hoping to get a glimpse of the Pope, but because I wanted to see some of the amazing and sometimes controversial structures. Walking around Piazza San Marco, I couldn't help but notice the Obelisk rising from its center. I wondered how many people knew that Caligula had been the one to bring it to Italy from Egypt to be placed at his racetrack.

The two days went by very quickly and we got to Lake Nemi in the evening hours, moving the beginning of our dig to the next morning. The next week went flying by, with nothing exciting being found. A few shards of pottery, the sole of Legionnaires boot, some copper items, but nothing that was noteworthy or hadn't been found by others in the area before us. Even when I came across a few sestertius with Caligula's portrait on them, I didn't think anything of it...at first. Then I had another look at them. They seemed to have been connected to each other at one point. I kept on carefully excavating the spot where I had found them. Using a fine brush to sweep away layers of sand and dirt. One of my Professors came over to stand by me and observe my work; he spotted the leather remains simultaneously with me and told me to stop what I was doing. Others walked over to see what the commotion was about and to help the professor. It took hours to free what looked like a harness. I had already given the coins to my Professor and after examining the combined find, he was sure that we had found a harness belonging to the famous, or infamous, Incitatus. Caligula's horse, which was also the only animal in history to have been made a priest!

I went bed happy and exhausted that night, we had celebrated with plenty of wine and as I undressed, I noticed that one of the coins had remained in my pocket; I was going to turn it in the next day, right now, all I wanted to do was sleep.

When I woke up, I noticed right away that something wasn't right; the room looked different. I got up and my feet hit cold marble instead of hardwood, also the furnishing were gone, in its place were a few scattered pillows and rugs. The chair that held my suitcase was missing as well. That's when I noticed that the nightdress I had worn to bed, had been replaced with a very short Toga which only covered one of my breasts. I found a pair of sandals and put them on, but I couldn't find anything to cover my breast with, so I used my hand.

Carefully I ventured out of the room, sure that my colleagues were playing some kind of prank. I heard noises and laughter coming from down the hall, so I followed the sound. The hallway ended in a huge, cavern like, room: people were everywhere; and as I looked closer, I noticed that they were in various states of undress, some completely nude. Not wanting to draw attention to myself, I stayed in the back, against the wall, as I made my way around to the other side. There were guards every few feet, dressed like Praetorians, in very short Tunics over which they wore equally short armor, leaving their privates exposed, though on closer examination, I noticed that each one of them had a halter like cock ring around their dicks.

I still thought it was all a prank, even though I was a little weirded out by the sexuality of it, until I saw one person separate himself from a group of people and walk towards me.

It couldn't be.

I had to be dreaming.

No way.

The man, wearing a white Tunic with gold embossed hems, looked like Caligula himself, down to the madness in his eyes!

A man ran up to him and intercepted him and his entourage from coming any closer to me. The Caligula lookalike turned to face the intruder, smiled, and plunged a knife into him, ripping it up to the man's sternum! I was so shocked, I couldn't move for a second; when I could, I hurried away as fast as possible, trying to find cover between some other people. I soon found out that that had been a mistake.

I felt myself being grabbed by a pair of sausage like fingers and shoved to the ground, where more hands were reaching for me. People lay about on the floor in various sexual positions, grinding against each other, sucking cocks of different sizes and pulling pussies apart for everyone to see the pink centers of them.

I had somehow ended up in the Augustus' bordello!

Not knowing how I would get out of this nightmare, and I was sure that that was exactly what it was, I decided it was best to hide by joining them. I crouched down on the floor between two males who were busy fucking each other and another guy totally absorbed into the pussy he was licking, and I looked around. I saw a few swings, like you would find in a southern backyard, just these had naked woman on them, legs spread wide apart, as the males standing in front of them would ram either their fingers or their cocks into them with every swing that brought them close. I watched two guys bending over another one, forcing him to take one cock into his mouth and another into his ass. One woman was shoving a spear shaft into the pussy of another one, as she was licking the cunt of a third. Whatever anyone could imagine, I saw it all right here, and I would have to lie if I said it didn't turn me on.

I hadn't paid attention to my close surroundings and was shocked to see Caligula standing just a couple of feet away from me. I shoved the guy next to me out of the way and buried my face in the pussy he had been eating. He applauded me and rammed his stiff cock into me, pain mixing with pleasure, as I had not been prepared for this to happen. The woman underneath me never complained, just kept on grinding her pelvis into my face and moaning loudly; apparently she didn't care who ate her, as long as someone did. I felt another person move close, when my Toga was yanked off of me, leaving me completely naked. Hands began to pull on my breasts as if they were trying to milk me, but for some odd reason, it felt good. The guy that had been pumping in and out of my pussy pulled away and spread my cheeks. I felt the tip of his cock against my anus for a brief moment before he plunged in, sending me sprawling on top of the woman that was hiding my face. I felt someone else step over us, down at my bottom and a heartbeat later, a different cock was shoved into my pussy. I had never had sex like this before, especially not with multiple partners, but this was hot!

After they were done with me, my head was yanked up by my hair and all I could see was this huge, at least ten inch cock, coming towards my mouth. I couldn't make a sound as I was stuffed in every hole, had someone constantly playing with my tits and experienced one orgasm after the other.

At one point, someone threw me on my back; I now had a woman between my legs licking me while shoving her version of a dildo into my ass, while a man sat on my chest, rubbing his cock over my breasts, tweaking my nipples with his fingers and trying to hit my mouth with his mushroomed head.

This went on for hours; I could not make a move without someone else grabbing me and pulling me down to get fucked. I was barely able to crawl, much less walk, and one of the Praetorians seemed to notice. He walked over and pushed everyone away from me, then scooped me up into his arms and carried me back in the direction I had come from.

He soothingly talked to me and said that his name was Marcus. After depositing me on the bed in the room I had come from, he got some water and a rag and bathed my body. He had the classical patrician features; chiseled chin and cheekbones, charcoal eyes, topped by curly dark hair. I raised my hand to his face and touched him, thanking me for the care, but somehow that touch ended up with our mouths meeting in a passionate kiss. He had finished cleaning me and now lay down on top of me, careful not to put any weight on my much smaller frame. He entered me slowly, almost reverently and ours wasn't fucking, but making love. It was slow and sensual.

I heard a sound and moved my head to look in the direction it was coming from, and found myself staring at the door of my Hotel room. Someone was knocking on it quiet impatiently. I got up and my legs gave out underneath me, I was also naked, so I grabbed the sheet off the bed, wrapped it around me and then tried to yell: Entrada!

But all I could muster was a small squeak.

Whoever had been banging on my door now tried the doorknob, and to my surprise, it was unlocked. My Professor came in with a worried look on his face. "You haven't been back to the site and haven't answered any of us in the last two days! Are you all right?"

"Two days? Oh my God" I squeaked.

Some of the others from my team entered and they got me back on the bed. The Professor called a doctor, because of course, I couldn't tell them what had happened.

"We found the rest of the horse," he said.

"That is great! Oh, I forgot one of the coins in my pants pockets, please take it out."

"Well, you know, anybody else would have kept it as a souvenir," he remarked.

Not me, I didn't want anything else to do with it, even though I would have loved to spend more time with Marcus.

The doctor got there 15 minutes later and when he walked through the door and our eyes connected, I knew I was going to be ok.

"Ciao, I am Marcus Aurelio, at your service!"