Tuesday Morning, having had her show me that she knew the way to the Academy without my help, Taygete told me not to worry about walking her home because she was confident she knew the way. Plus, she was going to hang out with some new friends she had made in the girl’s Academy dorms after last bell, but would be home by dinner.
Tuesday after last bell I met Deinomache at the Academy front gates, and we enjoyed a leisurely walk home through the neighborhoods briefly stopping at a couple small parks along the way. Deinomache and the other four girls lived in a rented house in the Exarcheia neighborhood, an area particularly popular with students and young Athenians due to its lively atmosphere. Being a place where many intellectuals and artists live, Exarcheia is also an art hub where theatrical shows and concerts are held around the central square. It has a reputation for being a hotbed for alternative culture, with numerous bars and taverns, popular with students and a bohemian crowd, as well as many cafes and independent shops.
We eventually arrived at Deinomache’s rental house, a two-story stuccoed stone house with a ceramic tile roof set right off the sidewalk of the neighborhood road. It was wedged in between two other similar houses on both sides with little more than a thin strip of land to access the backyard and let in light to the shuttered side windows of the house.
Walking up the two front stone steps we entered the front door, Deinomache leading the way. Once inside we ditched our shoes and put on the available slippers to walk about on the marble tiled floors. To the left was a living room with an enclosed staircase leading upstairs from the sidewall of the house, and windows with shudders open at the side of the house and closed towards the front. The room was furnished with a leather couch, coffee table and a couple lounge chairs around an elaborate woven rug in the center of the room laid out over the marble floor.
To the right was a walled off dining area at the front of the house and to the back was the kitchen occupying the space towards the back of the house with a wall opening allowing communication with the dining room.
In the middle of the house the marble tiled floor continued down a hall towards the back of the house, with the rooms back there doubtlessly having cheaper wood or ceramic tile floors. The first door of the hallway underneath the stairs leading up to the upstairs provided access to a root cellar, where various things could be stored or kept cool to maintain freshness.
As we made ourselves comfortable entering the house Deinomache’s roommate Rion Enomoto, known for her academic achievements and second in our grade, approached us. A glamourous beauty with a notably large chest and slightly reddish-black, straight hair down to her waist, she was casually dressed in a white blouse with a large ribbon and a long black skirt.
A welcoming smile on her face, so different from her usual narrow grey eyes that give her a sharp impression and a naturally displeased expression, she greeted us “Welcome back Deinomache, and it’s good to see you Pericles, I trust you had a good summer vacation.”
With a warm smile, I greeted back “Good to see you Rion, I see you are as gorgeous as ever. No, Summer wasn’t a vacation as I spent the time working on the family’s country estate and in our agribusinesses. But more importantly, who is this red-headed beauty behind you?”
Standing at the entry to the kitchen with an emotionless demeanor was a maid, wearing a beige, white frilly dress apron over her black dress underneath, a maid bonnet on her head, along with oval-shaped glasses. She was a beautiful, slender woman with a voluptuous figure, and notedly large breasts, with violet-purple eyes and long maroon-red-colored hair down to her shoulders tied up in a half bun and chest-length hair strands resting on either side of her shoulders.
Looking back to appraise her, Rion replied “This is my guard-maid Lilia who will be staying with us this year, looking after our needs and taking care of the house. Lilia this is Pericles, my roommate Deinomache’s man.”
At which point, Lilia did a curtsy, saying “Pleasure to meet you, My Lord.”
Dissembling, I replied “Nice to meet you too, but no need to be so formal, please just call me Pericles.”
Looking over to the Living Room another one of Deinomache’s roommates, sitting on the couch in casual very short shorts with side slits, and rounded corners, and a tube top wrapping around her chest and exposing her toned stomach, who was casually observing the proceedings, a book from class she had been perusing in her lap. Chinatsu Kano was a tall and slender, athletic, fair-skinned young woman, with huge boobs and a deceptively delicate and feminine appearance, with shoulder-length medium colored straight light brown hair that reached her neck and bangs that sat just above her brown eyes.
Calling out to her, I greeted “Hey there Chinatsu, good to see you too. You are looking even more attractive, mature and womanly than you did last year! I hope you had a good Summer.”
Reservedly she responded “Thanks Pericles, it’s good to see you too! Summer was alright, I got a lot of training in.” As an athlete, she was always trying to better herself.
Just then Rita Roseweise came down from upstairs in what couldn’t be called anything other than a maid outfit with pink accents, frilly headwear, and roses as a recurring motif, including on her gloves and shoes. Her curvaceous figure was as elegant and alluring in her movements as ever. She had fair skin, reddish-pink eyes, and long, honey-blonde hair reaching her hips, covering her left eye, and a beauty mark under her right eye. With a seductive, sweet smile she almost danced up to me, putting her left hand on my cheek, and melodically intoning “I missed you Pericles over the Summer, did you miss me too?”
With an annoyed look on her face, Deinomache pushed her arm away, and mildly threatened “Back off bitch, he’s my prey this afternoon…”
Laughing heartily, I replied “Hahaha! You are just as beautiful, alluring and sexy as I remember. Good to see you too Rita!”
While this was going on, a tall, young woman from upstairs with an hourglass body wearing a white, sleeveless toga gown dress with a sweetheart neckline and straps that wrapped around her neck, sauntered over to the couch to plopped down with a whomp next to Chinatsu. Hipparete had ivory skin with rose undertones, a distinct mole on her chest, eyes with golden irises, and long, wavy hair, a striking shade of red, reaching past her waist.
Loudly espousing, Hipparete said “I see you are trying to poach all my roommates for yourself since coming back to the Academy. How long has it been, maybe since Saturday?” a sarcastic smirk on her face.
Smiling broadly, I replied “Saturday at the Althea Beach was a lot of fun and the food at Barba Giorgis Seafood Restaurant was pretty good too. I’ll definitely have fond members of our Last Hurrah of Summer in the future.”
With that everybody made their way to the Living room, dropping down on the couch and the lounge chairs. For some reason, Deinomache perched herself on my leg in one of the lounge chairs with her arms possessively wrapped around my neck, Gods know why, as we talked about the exciting things we had all done over the Summer. Lilia, the maid was kind enough to make tea and prepare snacks for us all to enjoy while we reminisced.
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After a while we all broke up to do our own things and I found myself being led up to Deinomache’s bedroom upstairs. Her room could best be described as cozy, with a couple shams behind the pillows on her bed, a desk and chair, a make-up tray, polished metal mirror, jewelry box on her dresser and a couple large leather bags filled with beans on the floor for lounging on.
I undid my sword belt, putting it aside, and plopped down on one of the bean bags before dumping out the contents of my leather satchel taking a look at the books that were spread out before me. Nothing looked too challenging, the algebra I already knew, political science, history, and battle field tactics would be a pleasant evening read, and the general science manual should be very entertaining.
Plopping down on the other bean bag, Deinomache carefully regarded me and asked “So, what do you think of my roommates, do you like any of them?”
Quizzically regarding her, as I put my Academy books back in my satchel, I queried “What do you mean, they are all adorable and attractive each in their own way? How could I help but not like them?”
Pulling her bean bag next to mine, she leaned her body against me, wrapped her arms around my shoulders, and put her face right in front of my own. Looking into my eyes, she teased “No silly, would you consider making them your woman and fuck them? I think every single one of them is enamored with you.”
Wrapping my arms around her and pulling her into my embrace, I thoughtfully replied “I wouldn’t be against doing all of them, heck I’d even do the maid Lilia, but what good would that do? I can’t marry them, messing around with them would take away from the time I have to spend with you and the other women who will be in my life, not to mention Hipparete is Alcibiades’s woman, and most importantly I wouldn’t want to make you jealous.”
Giving me a quick kiss, Deinomache continued “That’s sweet of you, but that horny slut Hipparete would let you do her anytime you wanted, she thinks about sex all the time and I’m continually catching her eyeing your package. Heck, she probably listens to us having sex and diddles herself. As for the others, I don’t mind. If you are going to wind up with more wives and mistresses anyways, I would prefer it be someone I know and like.”
Surprised and a little taken aback, I could only reply “Ugh, I don’t know what to say. I appreciate you trying to help me find potential wives and mistresses, but out of your housemates Rion could make a good potential work wive considering how smart she is, but her family doesn’t have any useful commercial connections. That’s why I don’t think doing something like making these women my mistresses would be in their best interest. This is those girls’ Senior Year and last chance to find a potential husband while being surrounded by so many available noble men. Besides, I should be pursuing women that match up with my life goals, and you are one of those women.”
With that I started unbuttoning her blouse and her short skirt, kissing her the whole time. Meanwhile, she was scrabbling with my tunic trying to pull it off, finally finding purchase and pulling it off over my head. Her shirt and skirt were soon tossed aside as well, and I pushed my own pants off myself, while she ditched her panties.
Both of us wound-up buck-naked sitting in a beanbag chair on the floor in each other’s arm, making out and exploring each other’s bodies. She had one arm wrapped around my neck holding me close while we kissed and the other was gently stroking my cock. I had one arm wrapped around her, my hand running up and down the soft skin of her back while the other hand was gently teasing her clit and fingering her pussy, trying to get her ready for intercourse and causing her to moan softly.
We weren’t in any hurry, and simply enjoyed pleasuring each other and being pleasured, until Deinomache was stimulated enough that she had a clitoral orgasm, breaking her kiss with me and burying her face in my chest as she quietly moaned "Aah, Aahn, Aaahh!" as she orgasmed. The light trembles of her body subsiding, she looked up into my face desirously and requested “Can you fuck me from the side, I want you to hit the front wall of my pussy as you fuck me?”
Telling her “Sure.” I rolled her up on her left side in front of me, pulling up her right leg and then inserting my dick in her pussy, followed by wrapping my right arm under her raised knee while reaching under her torso with my left arm to cup her left boob, pulling her close before I started thrusting. She wrapped her right arm around my neck and turned to kiss me, our tongues twirling together. Having just had a clitoral orgasm, she was already turned on and sensitive, and my cock hitting the front wall of her pussy repeatedly just heightened her pleasure.
As we continued to go at it, her moaning gradually increased encouraging me to push her to greater heights. Moving my right hand from her abdomen up to her right boob, I began to massage the soft flesh along with the supple skin of her left boob which was already in my other hand. With her moaning growing even louder, I began squeezing from the outside of her boobs toward her hardening nipples, ending with a little squeeze and a twist. The tenor of her moans grew deeper until she vocalized “Ooh, Ooh, yes, that’s it! Unh, Unh, Aah, Aah, I’m cumming Pericles! AAHH, AAAHHH, AAAAHHHHH!!” as she orgasmed with her eyes turned up, mouth open and tongue poking out.
Smiling, I encouraged “That’s it Baby, cum on my cock!” continuing to thrust inside her. As the waves of her orgasm subsided, I let go of her breasts, and got up on my knees with my legs straddling her straightened left leg, while putting her right leg up on my right shoulder, I continued to thrust into her soaking wet pussy targeting the front wall of her vagina.
Her response was almost immediate “Oh, Pericles, you are fucking me so deep! Unh, Unh, Aah, Yes, I can feel you hitting the front wall of my pussy at both sensitive spots! Unh, Unh, OOH, OOH, Oh No, I’m Cumming Again!! AAAHHHN, AAAHHN, AAAAAAHHHHH!!” and then she started squirting as her trembling body experienced a deep orgasm.
I smugly smiled, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction for giving Deinomache the pleasure she must be feeling, while continuing to thrust into her with the same intensity. I was close but, I had yet to cum, so there was no way I was going to stop until I dumped my load deep inside her. I continued to fuck her until the feeling inside me started to build, letting me know I was going to cum soon “Unh, Unh, Deinomache, I’m about to cum, Baby! Unh! Aah!”
Half irrational at this point she could only respond “Unh, Unh, Aah, Yes, Give it to me! Aah, Aah” as she was getting fucked silly.
Upping the intensity, I reached down with my left hand and started massaging her bouncing left boob, stroking it towards the hardened nipple to end with a squeeze and a little twist before starting the motion again, over and over. Then sliding my right hand down to her drenched pussy, I started rolling her engorged clit underneath my thumb while pressing down on her lower abdomen above her sensitive spot.
Her moaning reached a whole new intensity, her eyes rolling up in her head, with the added stimulation, as she exclaimed “HNN… NNGH... NNGH… Oh Gods! You are going to break my pussy! HNN… NNGH…”
The feeling reaching a pinnacle, I shot my load inside Deinomache loudly proclaiming “Aah! Aah! I’m cumming, Baby! AAH AAAAHHH!” Splurt, Splurt, Spurt my whole body tensing up. As the waves of pleasure passed, and dropping her leg to the side, I then slumped on top of her, pulling her quivering body into mine.
Once she had gotten herself back together, I asked with a smirk, “Do you think the girls who had been listening outside your door enjoyed that?” At that point I couldn’t help but laugh at the sound of scampering made by her fleeing housemates who had been caught red-handed eavesdropping.