Taking Lucinda's fan

Set in a country Mansion in the 19th Century.

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

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

"No father"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 animation nor shall be,"I exclaimed. Sometimes I wondered how I could possibly be related to my begetter so special were his views.

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

"forefather there is no linkup betwixt testicles and eyeballs save for the commonly used construction"Balls"I explained but his mental capacity, always supposing he possessed one, was too feeble to comprehend.

"Well your Mama has arranged for Lucida to stay for the weekend, you do remember Lucinda don't you ?"

he enquired.

How could I forget, Lucinda a roughshod tomboy who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine lump, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female classmate to such overabundance that even the Cheltenham girs school was forced to expell her.

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

"So you do retrieve, 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 60 minutes later, even fatter than hitherto and in her track a sweet slender affair,"misfire Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"Come let us search the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

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

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

Lucinda was on the bed, half naked and to my utter astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a open fireplace brush handle as |I expected but with her totally fist and part 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 hinder in her choice 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 late for her farsighted wench were up and her buttocks bared.

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

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

Her derriere were inviting and to be good I intended to bugger her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a gleam of moisture from her slot distracted me, why not use the sweet clean-living orifice rather than the unclean waste exit of the anus.

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

Her frown lips parted readily enough, moistened and uncoerced I would have said, and anyway she was a whore being paid by Lucinda so her every part should have been uncommitted for use.

I worked my hands to her boob 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 moment over.

"I must say Lucinda your whore provdes a most acceptable fuck."I thought praise was appropriate at this junction having dodged a few bob whore's fees as I thought.

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

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

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

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

"How should I know, I have zippo with which to liken hims save a heather handle,"she answered.

"trade good lord was I your number 1 ?"I asked.

"Of course !"she replied.

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

"No but a bye your farewell would be a sound starting point,"Lucinda opined.

"If chaps had to ask a bye your go forth every meter he fancied a carrier bag the unit of man would die out in a rash of virginity,"I opined.

"Oh lord there is slime running out of me,"Pat declared.

"Of course of study 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 fritter she is not a whore but Arbuthnot Pattimore's girl, heir to his fortune,"he declared.

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

"What future fourth dimension ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juice from her fist while dabbing her glower lips with the former hand at one and the Saami time.

"Am I that repulsive ?"I asked.

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

If she had not been sitting on the border of the bed dabbing herself as she spoke, her sex clearly on position and quite hex, her words may induce had their desired effect.

As it was with breeches cast aside and member 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 former valet de chambre shooting their load up his backside."

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

"With a thicket deal yes but not a man's thing,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do look most peculiar intertwined like that."

Miss Pattimore groaned,"Oh Lucy I am on flack,"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 result,"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,"somebody cried and something hit the back of my chief forcing me deeper into misfire Pattimore which in go made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me mama !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in ecstasy ?"an elderly valet enquired,"And you boy, you had wagerer lay down her an offer and damn agile if you want to live the end of today."

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

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

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

"hoot you all,"Miss Pattison exclaimed,"You know I want to be a missional, how can I be one if I'm with youngster ?"

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

My father grinned like the imbecile he was.

"You planned this ?"Mr Pattison interjected,"By heaven sir I'll have you 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 agitate,"and I took Miss Pattison's hand and knelt before her,"Will you have me ?"

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

"James,"I said,"Pleased to meet you."

So we were wed, a big observance in the church near where she lived, her father found us a very courteous household near the university and at the reception in the parish dorm my mother gave me the best present on all.

"St. James,"she said,"See that fine upstanding chap in the morose suit with the woman in the pathetic hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your real father, he used to be our estate foreman, very cunning, very pinnace, naught like the changeling I married."

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

She smiled,"Forbes the Ostler and Jameson the under Samuel Butler if I remember correctly, there have been so many you understand, and your founder 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 keen weight fell from my shoulders, that fear that I should sire stupid sons the like of miniature versions of begetter destined to conk out at every challenge in lifetime and test thorough letdown was lifted in a instant, and the cobbler's last obstacle to shop at and joyous sexual intercourse with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left outcast. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be farseeing before she found another girl but a very foresightful clock time before she found a man with a desire for a great fat, rotund, piggy lump. That said there is no explanation for the desires of those pitiful souls suffering from perversion so perhaps in the voluminousness of clock time even she may line up a mate .