Taking Lucinda's Lover

Set in a land residence in the 19th Century.

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

"James II me boy,"he said ominously,"Have you any thought process about marrying yet ?"

"No Fatherhood"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 nor shall be,"I exclaimed. Sometimes I wondered how I could possibly be related to my Fatherhood so funny were his views.

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

"Father there is no liaison betwixt testicles and eyeballs save for the commonly used reflexion"bollock"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too weak to comprehend.

"Well your ma has arranged for Lucida to continue for the weekend, you do recollect Lucinda don't you ?"

he enquired.

How could I forget, Lucinda a barbarous hoyden who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine lump, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her distaff schoolmate to such overindulgence that even the Cheltenham girs school was forced to expell her.

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

"So you do call up, 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 lead a afters slender matter,"Miss Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"Come let us research the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

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

I left a comme il faut interval and went upstairs myself. I knocked on their bedchamber door and entered.

Lucinda was on the bed, one-half naked and to my utter amazement Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a hearth brush handle as |I expected but with her totally fist and character of her forearm deep inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

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

"Out !"Lucinda cried, though she was somewhat hampered in her selection by Pat's handwriting thick 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 late for her long skirts were up and her buttocks bared.

"Oh stop your protests womanhood, clearly you are just a green cocotte now brace yourself,"I advised as I loosed and dropped my breeches.

Relief was infrequent at Cambridge, every spare part penny I had I invested and only some of it did I invest on playing poker, leaving none what so ever for John Barleycorn or whoring.

Her prat were inviting and to be honest 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 houseclean orifice rather than the soiled thriftlessness exit of the anus.

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

Her abject rim parted readily enough, moistened and volition I would bear said, and anyway she was a bawd being paid by Lucinda so her every component should have been available for use.

I worked my manpower 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 bolt shot and the mo over.

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

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

"No James, she is my ally, in fact I am her chaperone !"Lucinda laughed excitedly,"So what do you recall 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 naught with which to compare hims save a broom handle,"she answered.

"Good overlord was I your starting time ?"I asked.

"Of trend !"she replied.

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

"No but a bye your leave-taking would be a effectual starting point,"Lucinda opined.

"If chaps had to ask a bye your impart every fourth dimension he fancied a pigeon berry the unit of humanness would die out in a skin rash of virginity,"I opined.

"Oh Divine 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 voice enquired,"Who has been fucking whom ?"

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

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

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

"What next meter ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's succus from her clenched fist while dabbing her lower backtalk with the other manus at one and the same time.

"Am I that repulsive ?"I asked.

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

If she had not been sitting on the sharpness of the bed dabbing herself as she spoke, her sex clearly on panorama and quite enchanting, her words may hold had their desired event.

As it was with breeches cast aside and phallus once again rampant I merely asked,"May I ?"as I lunged at her brushing her hand 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 utmost geometrical regularity,"I ventured.

"With a brush handle yes but not a man's matter,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do seem most peculiar intertwined like that."

young lady Pattimore groaned,"Oh Lucy I am on blast,"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 will,"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 spine of my head forcing me deeper into fille Pattimore which in twist made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me mama !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in go ?"an senior gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had beneficial wee her an offer and damn ready if you want to survive the end of today."

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

"wellspring he certainly knows you in a biblical sensation !"my father interjected misjudging the mood of the gather throng as per usual and so he alone ended laughing at his lame joke.

I own I was enjoying our dalliance to some excess, my cock sliding so smoothly in her well greased jam, the tip of my cock just nudging the cervix of her womb at each poking exciting me to the level best until my psyche exploded and my semen outburst forth once more in a torrent to flood her parts.

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

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

My founder grinned like the idiot he was.

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

"Stop them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them fight,"and I took Miss Pattison's manus and knelt before her,"will you have me ?"

"I just did,"she giggled,"Oh I suppose so, if only to observe 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 nice house near the university and at the reception in the parish hall my mother gave me the unspoilt present on all.

"James,"she said,"See that all right upstanding chap in the disconsolate lawsuit with the woman in the absurd hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your rattling father, he used to be our estate foreman, very clever, very tender, aught like the idiot I married."

I stared, suddenly it all made a lot of good sense."And my pal ?"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 don prefers gentlemen anyway so it courting us both very well, it why I was so proud of to see you enjoying yourself with dear Camilla."

A groovy weight unit fell from my shoulder joint, that fear that I should sire pudding head sons the like of illumination versions of male parent destined to fail at every challenge in life and prove thoroughgoing letdown was lifted in a mo, and the last obstacle to frequent and joyous coitus with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left pariah. She had lost her striver but I fancied it would not be longsighted before she found another missy but a very recollective time before she found a man with a desire for a bang-up fat, rotund, porcine lump. That said there is no account for the desires of those poor someone suffering from sexual perversion so perhaps in the fullness of sentence even she may observe a mate .