The Seduction of Aspasia and Cleobulina Chapter 12.1

Tuesday morning between classes, I stopped Aspasia telling her I needed to talk to her and led her by the hand into a side hallway cornering her up against a wall. “Since the first week of school when you and Cleobulina both proposed we get married, I haven’t seen much of the two of you, and you don’t even come to lunch with the rest of us anymore.  It’s like both of you are avoiding me.  Have you written your father about our intention to get married and live here in Athens afterwards, as well as our conditions with regards to succession and the dowry?”

Holding my hands but looking downcast, Aspasia looked up into my eyes and dejectedly said “I sent the letter to Father, but I haven’t heard anything back.  Honestly, I don’t hold out hope that he’ll agree to our relationship and will still insist I find a nobleman who is willing to marry me and come back to our city state.  Pericles, won’t you marry me, and rule over Miletus with me?”

With a broad smile I held Aspasia’s face in my hand, bent down and passionately kissed her –before telling her “Of course I’ll marry you, but after doing some thinking I’ve come to realize that what your father is requiring of you is deeply dishonest and certainly not in your best interest.  The only sort of noble that would accept such a requirement either just wants power or is a bottom rung noble with no other prospects and wouldn’t have the force of personality to rule, nor would your father accept such men.  I think he knows this and has made it impossible for you to find a suitable candidate to marry!”

“So, the question would be why doesn’t your father want you to get married to a confident, assertive, intelligent, and ambitious man?  I can think of several possibilities:  your father could be overprotective, can’t accept that his daughter is no longer a child and is entering adulthood; he wants you to marry a man who is cooperative, empathetic, loyal, and less dominant that he can manipulate and control with the intent that he plans to maintain his grip on power; there is also the possibility that he already has somebody that he intends to force you to marry upon your return to Miletus.  Is there somebody back home like that which you could see him doing such a thing with?”

Putting her finger on her chin and looking up at the ceiling in thought, Aspasia replied “Most of the nobility and wealthy merchants back home are either already married or too old, but there is this one self-centered, flippant, and foppish young dandy driven by his own desires and needs, caring not for those of others.  The guy is definitely someone who is manipulative and deceptive, and instead of forming a proper committed relationship with me, he would pursue casual flings with other women or even courtesans.  There is no way I’d ever want to be married to a man such as that.”

Giving Aspasia a warm smile, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close, commenting “Aspasia, you asked me to marry you, not your father, and not Miletus.  Ultimately, marriage is between a man and a woman, and parents can express their opinions, but they don’t get the final say.  Not that there aren’t significant political, economic and commercial advantages behind forming a strong alliance based on marriage between Athens and Miletus.  My motivation for doing this is because I respect and admire a smart girl like you who I also find sexy and attractive.  Let’s disregard your foolish father who isn’t doing the best thing for you or Miletus and spend this year getting to know each other better as well as building deeper emotional closeness and intimacy.  If our relationship works out, we’ll get married in Miletus after we graduate.  Also, as my fiancé, I don’t want you chasing other guys for marriage, which runs counter to building trust, or showing respect and commitment towards me.  Okay?”

With Aspasia nodding her consent, I went back to passionately kissing her and running my hands up and down her body.  Unbuttoning her black suit jacket, I reached underneath and ran my hands up and down the sides of her torso on top of her white linen blouse before cupping one of her large breasts and reaching behind her to squeeze and knead her ass cheek through her tight, curve fitting, black miniskirt.  With her arms wrapped around my neck and body pressed up against mine, Aspasia’s face grew flushed and her breathing heavy as she became more and more turned on.

Grabbing her by the hand I led her into the nearby Academy school supplies storeroom which had stocked shelving along the front and back walls of the room, with a desk and chair at one end of the room and a large open window at the other providing a view of the grounds below the second-floor window. 

Leading her over to the desk, I took off her suit jacket and draped it over the chair and then unbuttoned her blouse before adding it to the pile along with my shirt.  Going back to kissing her, both my hands instinctively reached for her large breasts and began squeezing and kneading them, my fingers sinking deep into their soft springy flesh.

She reached for my bare chest as well, exploring the musculature before her fingertips worked their way down my toned abs to my pants to unbutton them and release my cock from its cage. Gently running her fingers up and down the shaft, she soon had it springing to life.

Removing one of my hands from her breast and reaching down for the hem of her mini-skirt, I pulled it up to her waist and then reached back down to her lacy black silk panties to push them aside.  Taking my middle finger and running it up and down her wet slit, I brought it back up to run little circles around the sides of her clit several times before running it back down her slit to tease her vaginal hole.  Meanwhile, my mouth had replaced the hand that had been on her breast in order to suck and lick her quickly hardening nipple.

A couple minutes of this and Aspasia, her eyes half closed and mouth half open, began to moan “Aah, Aah, Aahn, Aaaahhhh!” her body trembling in a clitoral orgasm.

Continuing to rub her clit through the waves of her orgasm, I then reached down with both hands to pull down her black lacy panties to the floor before I ditched my own pants.  Picking her up by her hips, I set her bottom on the edge of the desk and spread her legs which were still wearing shear black stockings with lace trim at the top held up by her garter belt currently covered up by her bunched up black miniskirt.

Lining my cock up with her vaginal hole, I pushed it all the way in to the depths of her pussy, breaking her hymen, causing her to moan before she briefly winced.  Giving her a few seconds to adjust to the feeling, I consoled “Aspasia Dear, that pain will go away here shortly and this will start to feel really good.  Try relaxing your body as I pull out, then squeeze your pussy as I thrust in and this will feel pleasurable for both of us.” Eliciting a nod of her head as she relaxed and leaned back on her two arms supporting her upper body on the desktop.

Holding up her stocking legs underneath her knees, I began thrusting into her pussy, making little circles with my hips as I moved forward and back.  After a couple minutes of this, Aspasia got used to the position and I was able to stop supporting her legs and resume massaging and squeezing her breasts from the outside inwards to her nipples which I would gently squeeze and tug at the end of each motion.

Aspasia was really enjoying her first time, a lewd expression on her face as her eyes intently watched me, little moans coming from her half open mouth.  A couple minutes later, her expression changed to a look of surprise as she exclaimed “Ooh, Unh, Aah, it feels really good Pericles!  Aahn, Aah, Aah, AAAAHHH!” having her first internal orgasm from intercourse, her body trembling and her head dipping backwards in pleasure.

Being pleased with myself, I gave her a smile and praised “You did good Aspasia, you are now a full-fledged woman.  Let’s change position; I’m going to turn you on your side so you can experience a different sensation that should feel just as good if not better.”  Lifting her left leg up on to my right shoulder, I turned her on to her right side as I continued to thrust into her, angling my body so that my cock would now bang on the sensitive spot on the front wall of her pussy.  Obviously enjoying this new sensation, she approvingly commented “Oh, this feels really good too, I could easily cum again this way, keep fucking me just like this Pericles!” she insisted.

Not wanting to disappoint a Lady, I continued to fuck her banging on the sensitive front wall of her pussy until she started to have an orgasm from her G-spot being stimulated “Ooh, Ooh, Unh, I think I’m going to cum again, Pericles!  Aahn, AAHN AAAAHHH!” Squirt, Squirt, a little of her pussy juices spraying out on the poor administrator’s desk and dripping down on the floor.

Continuing to fuck her, I told her to come back towards me as I helped pull her hips off the desk top, allowing her right leg to drop down on the floor while I still supported her left leg on my shoulder.  With only her upper body still resting on the desktop, I got closer to her right leg and was now able to thrust all the way inside her pussy, not only banging on the sensitive spot on the front wall of the vagina by the opening, but also the sensitive spot all the way in the depths on the front wall by her cervix which the head of my cock would knock on for entry with every thrust.

Aspasia’s moaning had briefly subsided as we adjusted our positions but picked up again as I began thrusting deeper inside her, almost continually making “Unh, Aahn, Aah, Aahn” sounds.  Along with her lewd expressions I could tell she was on the edge of having additional orgasms.

With her already having cum a couple times, I began focusing on having one of my own.  I wanted to make sure I filled up her womb with my seed in hopes of getting her pregnant and I wanted to make for damned sure that she would have no choice but to marry me as the mother of my child, regardless of what that troublesome father of hers wanted.

After several minutes of my cock stimulating the sensitive spots on the front wall of her vagina, the tenor of Aspasia’s moaning had become louder and deeper “HNN… NNGH… NNGH… HNN!” with her face in a complete state of bliss and her likely experiencing micro-orgasm after micro-orgasm.

The feeling that I was going to cum beginning to build in my loins, I warned Aspasia “Aahn, Aah, I’m going to cum Dear!  Aahn, Aah, take it all in your womb and get pregnant!  AAHN, AAAHH, AAAHHH, AAAAAHHHHNN!!” Splurt, Spurt, Spurt, my cum shooting deep inside her.

In a state of almost continuous orgasm, Aspasia could only loudly moan “HANGH!!  ANNGH…!!  HAANGHHH!!” as she experienced a crashing orgasm of her own with her womb filling up.  Laying her leg over on the desk, I fell forward on top of Aspasia and kissed her deeply after she was able to catch her breath and pull herself back together.

Borrowing a nicely folded and washed handkerchief from the top of the poor administrator's desktop, I wiped the love juices and blood from my cock as well as from Aspasia’s privates, tossing the gooey mess of a handkerchief in a pile back on the admin’s desk.

Explaining to Aspasia that it is the woman’s job to clean off her man’s cock after sex, I had her get down on her knees on the floor and practice licking and sucking my cock clean before we both got dressed and headed off late for our next classes.