Taking Lucinda's devotee

Set in a state manse in the 19th Century.

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

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

"No begetter"I admitted,"I have another twelvemonth studying at Oxford 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 singular were his views.

"Well wanking then, sure a luck you will go blind."he added.

"Father there is no linkup betwixt testicles and orb save for the commonly used expression"Balls"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too decrepit to comprehend.

"Well your momma has arranged for Lucida to stay on for the weekend, you do commemorate Lucinda don't you ?"

he enquired.

How could I bury, Lucinda a criminal tomboy who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine clump, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female classmates to such excess that even the Cheltenham girs schooltime was forced to expell her.

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

"So you do think, well your mother sees her as an admirable match 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 time of day later, even fatter than hitherto and in her trail a gratifying slender thing,"Miss Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"Come let us explore the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

Pat seemed somewhat devoid of ebullience. I wondered about her.

I left a in good order interval and went upstairs myself. I knocked on their bedroom door and entered.

Lucinda was on the bed, half naked and to my emit astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a hearth coppice handle as |I expected but with her solid fist and part of her forearm cryptical inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

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

"Out !"Lucinda cried, though she was somewhat halter in her options by Pat's hand deep inside her.

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

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

"Oh stop your protestation woman, clearly you are just a park whore now brace yourself,"I advised as I loosed and dropped my breeches.

Relief was infrequent at Cambridge University, every fifth wheel penny I had I invested and only some of it did I invest on playing poker, leaving none what so ever for pot liquor or whoring.

Her fundament were inviting and to be reliable I intended to bugger her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a lambency of moisture from her slot distracted me, why not use the sweetened clean porta rather than the soiled waste matter exit of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a minute Pat was royally skewered on my rooster. She protested my incursion with a yip but in all honesty I believed it just a token protest and not a good objection.

Her lower brim parted readily enough, moistened and willing I would have said, and anyway she was a whore being paid by Lucinda so her every portion should give been usable for use.

I worked my hands to her boob and cupped them and tweaked her nipple as I plowed her and as is the way all too soon my time was come, my bolt scene and the mo over.

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

"I'm not a lady of pleasure,"Pat bridled.

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

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

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

"How should I know, I have nada with which to compare hims save a broom grip,"she answered.

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

"Of course !"she replied.

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

"No but a bye your leave of absence would be a audio starting point,"Lucinda opined.

"If cranny had to ask a bye your get out every time he fancied a poke the unit of humans would die out in a roseola of virginity,"I opined.

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

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

"I say,"a crusty voice enquired,"Who has been fucking whom ?"

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

"You bloody fool she is not a working girl but Arbuthnot Pattimore's daughter, heir to his fortune,"he declared.

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

"What next time ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juice from her fist while dabbing her let down lips with the other hired man at one and the same time.

"Am I that repulsive ?"I asked.

"Yes,"she said rather impulsively,"I shall let 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 sentiment and quite enchanting, her actor's line may have had their coveted effect.

As it was with knee breeches cast aside and appendage 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 relief from other gentleman shooting their payload up his backside."

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

"With a brush wield yes but not a man's thing,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do depend most peculiar intertwined like that."

young lady 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 fan when you only met an hour ago,"Lucinda protested as she rose to leave,"If you want me I'll be in the garden."

Her going opened the door and suddenly we were surrounded by voyeurs."Unhand her you brute,"soul cried and something hit the back of my header forcing me deeper into girl Pattimore which in turn made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me mama !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in ecstasy ?"an elderly gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had better make her an offer and bedamn quick if you want to come through the end of today."

"Father !"fille Pattimore insisted,"I don't even know him."

"wellspring he certainly knows you in a biblical good sense !"my founding father interjected misjudging the modality 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 overindulgence, my cock sliding so smoothly in her well lubricated hole, the tip of my turncock just nudging the neck opening of her womb at each thrust exciting me to the utmost until my intellect exploded and my seed outburst forth once more in a pelter to flood her parts.

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

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

My Padre grinned like the idiot he was.

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

"Stop them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them press,"and I took misfire Pattison's hand and knelt before her,"Will you have me ?"

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

"James I,"I said,"Pleased to run into you."

So we were wed, a big ceremony in the church near where she lived, her father found us a very nice house near the university and at the reception in the parish student residence my mother gave me the best nowadays on all.

"William James,"she said,"See that fine upstanding fissure in the coloured suit with the womanhood in the ridiculous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your genuine father, he used to be our estate gaffer, very cunning, very tender, nothing like the changeling I married."

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

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

A large weight unit fell from my articulatio humeri, that fear that I should sire stupid sons the like of toy versions of forefather destined to fail at every challenge in lifetime and prove thorough disappointment was lifted in a moment, and the last obstacle to frequent and joyous sexual intercourse with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left pariah. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be prospicient before she found another miss but a very foresightful time before she found a man with a desire for a with child fat, rotund, piggish lump. That said there is no explanation for the desires of those pitiable soulfulness suffering from perversion so perhaps in the fullness of time even she may find a mate .