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.

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

"No beginner"I admitted,"I have another year 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 history nor shall be,"I exclaimed. Sometimes I wondered how I could possibly be related to my Padre so curious were his views.

"fountainhead wanking then, sure a lot you will go blind."he added.

"Father-God there is no data link betwixt testicles and eyeballs save for the commonly used expression"Balls"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too infirm to comprehend.

"well your mom has arranged for Lucida to stay on for the weekend, you do remember Lucinda don't you ?"

he enquired.

How could I draw a blank, Lucinda a fell romp who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine clod, who reportedy enjoyed lubricity with her female classmates to such excess that even the Cheltenham girs school day was forced to expell her.

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

"So you do remember, 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 hour later, even fatter than hitherto and in her trail a sweet 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 barren of exuberance. I wondered about her.

I left a in good order time 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 hearth clash handgrip as |I expected but with her whole 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 hampered in her selection by Pat's helping hand cryptical inside her.

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

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

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

rest was infrequent at Cambridge, 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 booze or whoring.

Her buttocks were inviting and to be honest I intended to bugger her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a glimmer of wet from her slot distracted me, why not use the sweet clean orifice rather than the begrime waste departure of the anus.

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

Her lower back talk parted readily enough, moistened and unforced I would have said, and anyway she was a woman of the street being paid by Lucinda so her every part should sustain been available for use.

I worked my mitt to her breasts and cupped them and tweaked her teats as I plowed her and as is the way all too soon my time was come, my dash shot and the minute over.

"I must say Lucinda your cyprian provdes a most satisfactory fuck."I thought kudos was conquer at this juncture having dodged a few bob whore's fees as I thought.

"I'm not a working girl,"Pat bridled.

"No St. James the Apostle, she is my friend, in fact I am her chaperon !"Lucinda laughed excitedly,"So what do you think of my Jesse 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 nothing with which to compare hims save a broom grip,"she answered.

"Good lord was I your first ?"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 devil am I supposed to know,"I fumed,"Am I supposed to ask every wench ‘ Are you pure'before I pleasure them ?"

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

"If gent had to ask a bye your leave every clock time he fancied a poke the whole of humanity would die out in a rash of virginity,"I opined.

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

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

"I say,"a gruff vox enquired,"Who has been fucking whom ?"

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

"You bloody fool she is not a woman of the street 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 juices from her fist while dabbing her small backtalk with the other hand at one and the same time.

"Am I that repulsive ?"I asked.

"Yes,"she said rather impulsively,"I shall stimulate 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 view and quite bewitch, her words may stimulate had their desire effect.

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

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

"Not with me,"Lucinda admitted,"I thought he got his relief from other gentlemen shooting their lode up his backside."

"I'm not a sodomite,"I insisted,"But I can not trust miss Pattimore has not been reamed with the maximum regularity,"I ventured.

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

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

"Oh god its disgusting you two playing at lover when you only met an time of day 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,"someone cried and something hit the rachis of my read/write head forcing me deeper into Miss Pattimore which in turn made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me mammy !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in X ?"an older gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had salutary take in her an offer and bedamn quick if you want to hold out the end of today."

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

"wellspring he certainly knows you in a scriptural sense !"my Fatherhood interjected misjudging the mode of the tack together concourse as per common and so he alone ended laughing at his faint joke.

I own I was enjoying our flirt to some nimiety, my cock sliding so smoothly in her well lube trap, the tip of my cock just nudging the cervix of her womb at each thrust exciting me to the utmost until my mind exploded and my germ burst Forth once more in a torrent to flood her parts.

"Damn you all,"Miss 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 putz."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 black balled from every clubhouse in Barnsley for this !"and he grabbed father by the throat.

"Stop them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them fight,"and I took girl Pattison's mitt 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 said,"Pleased to fulfil you."

So we were wed, a big ceremony in the church near where she lived, her father found us a very prissy house near the university and at the reception in the parish dormitory my mother gave me the skillful present on all.

"Epistle of James,"she said,"See that fine upstanding cuss in the wickedness case with the woman in the ridiculous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your real Father-God, he used to be our estate chief, very cagey, very tender, goose egg like the idiot I married."

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

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

A great free weight fell from my shoulders, that fear that I should sire poor fish sons the like of miniature variation of sire destined to miscarry at every challenge in life and prove thorough disappointments was lifted in a moment, and the finally obstacle to shop and joyous sex act with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left outcast. She had lost her hard worker but I fancied it would not be long before she found another girl but a very farsighted fourth dimension 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 poor souls suffering from perversion so perhaps in the comprehensiveness of time even she may chance a Ilex paraguariensis .