Taking Lucinda's Lover

Set in a Country Mansion in the 19th Century.

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It was late one afternoon when father called me into his study.

"James I me boy,"he said ominously,"Have you any thoughts about marrying yet ?"

"No Church Father"I admitted,"I have another year studying at Oxford University before I even think of dalliances."

"Its all very well being buggered senseless when your a pup,"he explained,"But for propriety."

"I've never been buggered in my life nor shall be,"I exclaimed. Sometimes I wondered how I could possibly be related to my Father so peculiar were his views.

"well wanking then, sure a fate you will go blind."he added.

"forefather there is no inter-group communication betwixt testicles and orb save for the commonly used face"Lucille Ball"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too feeble to comprehend.

"wellspring your mummy has arranged for Lucida to detain for the weekend, you do commemorate Lucinda don't you ?"

he enquired.

How could I forget, Lucinda a vicious hoyden who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine lubber, who reportedy enjoyed pruriency with her female classmates to such excessiveness that even the Cheltenham girs school was forced to expell her.

"Fat as a pig and generally less pleasant,"I agreed.

"So you do remember, well your female parent sees her as an admirable lucifer for you."he said jovially.

"And do I have any say in this ?"I asked.

"As long as it is a yes,"he laughed.

Lucinda arrived not an hour later, even fatter than hitherto and in her trail a sweet slender matter,"Miss Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"Come let us explore the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

Pat seemed somewhat free of enthusiasm. I wondered about her.

I left a the right way interval and went upstairs myself. I knocked on their bedroom room access and entered.

Lucinda was on the bed, half naked and to my give tongue to astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a fireside coppice handle as |I expected but with her whole clenched fist and portion of her forearm deep inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

"May I join in ?"I asked as I bolted the door as they should have done.

"Out !"Lucinda cried, though she was somewhat hamper in her choice by Pat's mitt recondite inside her.

"I don't believe I've had the joy,"I observed and I lifted the kneeling Pat's skirt.

"Stop !"Pat cried but it was too latterly for her long skirts were up and her buttocks bared.

"Oh hold back your protests woman, clearly you are just a uncouth whore now brace yourself,"I advised as I loosed and dropped my breeches.

backup was infrequent at Cambridge, every spare penny I had I invested and only some of it did I invest on playing salamander, leaving none what so ever for liquor or whoring.

Her buttocks were inviting and to be honest I intended to bugger her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a lambency of moisture from her slot distracted me, why not use the sweet plum orifice rather than the bemire waste material going of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a second Pat was royally skewered on my cock. She protested my incursion with a yelp but in all money plant I believed it just a token protest and not a serious objection.

Her low rim parted readily enough, moistened and willing I would have said, and anyway she was a whore being paid by Lucinda so her every part should possess been available for use.

I worked my hands to her titty and cupped them and tweaked her teats as I plowed her and as is the way all too soon my time was come, my bolt shot and the here and now over.

"I must say Lucinda your whore provdes a most satisfactory fuck."I thought praise was earmark at this juncture having dodged a few shillings whore's fees as I thought.

"I'm not a whore,"Pat bridled.

"No James, she is my friend, in fact I am her chaperone !"Lucinda laughed excitedly,"So what do you cerebrate of my James ?"she asked.

"I think he is an unsufferable oaf !"Pat declared.

"But how does he fuck my darling ?"Lucinda enquired.

"How should I know, I have zippo with which to equate hims economise a broom handle,"she answered.

"Good lord was I your offset ?"I asked.

"Of trend !"she replied.

"No ‘ Of course'about it, you were fucking Lucinda as I came in, you looked every column inch a whore so how the devil am I supposed to acknowledge,"I fumed,"Am I supposed to ask every wench ‘ Are you pure'before I pleasure them ?"

"No but a bye your parting would be a vocalize starting stop,"Lucinda opined.

"If chaps had to ask a bye your leave every clip he fancied a poke the whole of humanity would die out in a blizzard of virginity,"I opined.

"Oh Maker there is guck running out of me,"Pat declared.

"Of line there is you idiot I just fucked you !"I snapped.

"I say,"a husky phonation enquired,"Who has been fucking whom ?"

"Tis I father, fucking Lucinda's whore."I announced.

"You bloody fool she is not a fancy woman but Arbuthnot Pattimore's daughter, heir to his fate,"he declared.

"Awfully sorry,"I exclaimed,"I'll ask properly next time.

"What adjacent time ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's succus from her clenched fist while dabbing her blue lips with the former hand at one and the Lapp time.

"Am I that repulsive ?"I asked.

"Yes,"she said rather impulsively,"I shall throw you tried for this."

If she had not been sitting on the edge of the bed dabbing herself as she spoke, her sex clearly on aspect and quite beguile, her words may have had their desire effect.

As it was with breeches cast aside and penis once again rampant I merely asked,"May I ?"as I lunged at her brushing her hands away and unerringly spearing her sex once more.

"Is he always this passionate ?"Miss Pattimore asked.

"Not with me,"Lucinda admitted,"I thought he got his alleviation from other gentleman shooting their load up his backside."

"I'm not a bugger,"I insisted,"But I can not believe Miss Pattimore has not been reamed with the utmost regularity,"I ventured.

"With a brush handle yes but not a man's thing,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do face most rum intertwined like that."

Miss Pattimore groaned,"Oh Lucy I am on fire,"she said,"Please forgive me,"and she kissed me passionately on the neck.

"Oh god its disgusting you two playing at lovers when you only met an hour ago,"Lucinda protested as she rose to go out,"If you want me I'll be in the garden."

Her going opened the doorway and suddenly we were surrounded by Peeping Tom."Unhand her you brute,"someone cried and something hit the back of my head forcing me deeper into Miss Pattimore which in crook made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me mummy !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in ecstasy ?"an senior gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had proficient make her an offer and damn quick if you want to survive the end of today."

"father !"missy Pattimore insisted,"I don't even know him."

"Well he certainly knows you in a biblical horse sense !"my father interjected misjudging the mood of the assembled throng as per usual and so he alone ended laughing at his feeble joke.

I own I was enjoying our dalliance to some excess, my cock sliding so smoothly in her well lubricated hole, the tip of my cock just nudging the neck of her womb at each thrust exciting me to the utmost until my mind exploded and my cum flare-up Forth River once more in a waterspout to inundate her parts.

"Damn you all,"misfire Pattison exclaimed,"You know I want to be a missionary, how can I be one if I'm with child ?"

I looked round as I wiped my cock."Did you plan this ?"I demanded.

My father grinned like the idiot he was.

"You planned this ?"Mr Pattison interjected,"By heaven sir I'll have you inglorious balled from every club in Barnsley for this !"and he grabbed father by the throat.

"plosive speech sound them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them fight,"and I took fille Pattison's script and knelt before her,"Will you have me ?"

"I just did,"she giggled,"Oh I suppose so, if only to keep on Mama happy, my name is Camilla by the way."

"James I,"I said,"Pleased to cope with you."

So we were wed, a big ceremony in the church near where she lived, her don found us a very Nice house near the university and at the reception in the parish Asaph Hall my mother gave me the outdo present on all.

"Saint James,"she said,"See that fine upstanding chap in the grim suit of clothes with the woman in the ridiculous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your real Father of the Church, he used to be our estate foreman, very clever, very tender, nothing like the idiot I married."

I stared, suddenly it all made a lot of sense."And my brothers ?"I asked.

She smiled,"Forbes the Ostler and Jameson the under butler if I remember correctly, there have been so many you understand, and your sire prefers gentlemen anyway so it suit us both very well, it why I was so pleased to see you enjoying yourself with dear Camilla."

A great weight unit fell from my shoulders, that fear that I should sire stupid son the like of miniature versions of father destined to fail at every challenge in life and rise thorough disappointments was lifted in a bit, and the end obstacle to frequent and joyous copulation with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left outcast. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be long before she found another missy but a very long time before she found a man with a desire for a great fat, rotund, hoggish clod. That said there is no account for the desires of those wretched psyche suffering from perversion so perhaps in the fullness of metre even she may feel a mate .