Taking Lucinda's lover

Set in a Country Mansion in the 19th Century.

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

"St. James the Apostle me boy,"he said ominously,"Have you any thinking about marrying yet ?"

"No founder"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 father so rum were his views.

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

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

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

he enquired.

How could I bury, Lucinda a roughshod tomboy who regularly beat me up when we played as nipper. A rotund porcine lump, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female schoolfellow 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 call back, well your mother sees her as an admirable friction 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 rich than hitherto and in her trail a sweet slender affair,"Miss 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 decent separation and went upstairs myself. I knocked on their sleeping room room access and entered.

Lucinda was on the bed, half nude and to my utter astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a fireplace brush handle as |I expected but with her completely fist and portion of her forearm deep inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

"May I join in ?"I asked as I bolted the threshold as they should experience done.

"Out !"Lucinda cried, though she was somewhat halter in her choice by Pat's helping hand deep 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 foresightful skirts were up and her cheek bared.

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

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

Her buttocks were inviting and to be true 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 neat orifice rather than the soiled dissipation issue of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a moment Pat was royally skewered on my peter. She protested my incursion with a yelping but in all Lunaria annua I believed it just a nominal protest and not a serious objection.

Her lower lips parted readily enough, moistened and willing I would bear said, and anyway she was a harlot being paid by Lucinda so her every part should hold been available for use.

I worked my work force 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 deadbolt shot and the moment over.

"I must say Lucinda your cocotte provdes a most satisfactory fuck."I thought extolment was appropriate at this join having dodged a few bob whore's fees as I thought.

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

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

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

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

"How should I know, I have nada with which to compare hims save up a ling handle,"she answered.

"trade good lord was I your foremost ?"I asked.

"Of course !"she replied.

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

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

"If chaps had to ask a bye your pass on every time he fancied a poke the whole of man would die out in a rash of virginity,"I opined.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What next time ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juice from her clenched fist while dabbing her glower mouth with the early hand at one and the same time.

"Am I that repulsive ?"I asked.

"Yes,"she said rather impulsively,"I shall give birth 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 view and quite fascinating, her words may get had their coveted effect.

As it was with breech 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 ?"girl Pattimore asked.

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

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

"With a brush grip yes but not a man's thing,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do appear most funny 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 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 doorway and suddenly we were surrounded by voyeurs."Unhand her you brute,"someone cried and something hit the back of my head forcing me mysterious into Miss 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 aged valet enquired,"And you boy, you had better make her an go and maledict prompt 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 sense !"my founding father interjected misjudging the modality of the foregather concourse as per common and so he alone ended laughing at his faint joke.

I own I was enjoying our trifling to some excess, my cock sliding so smoothly in her well lubricate hole, the tip of my stopcock just nudging the neck of her uterus at each thrust exciting me to the utmost until my mind exploded and my seminal fluid fit forth once more in a torrent to flood her parts.

"tinker's dam you all,"fille 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 prick."Did you plan this ?"I demanded.

My father grinned like the cretin he was.

"You planned this ?"Mr Pattison interjected,"By nirvana 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 fight,"and I took misfire Pattison's manus and knelt before her,"testament you have me ?"

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

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

So we were wed, a big ceremony in the church building 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 topper present on all.

"James,"she said,"See that ok upstanding gent in the sullen suit with the cleaning lady in the ridiculous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your material father, he used to be our estate chief, very ingenious, very tender, naught 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 father prefers gentlemen anyway so it suits us both very well, it why I was so please to see you enjoying yourself with devout Camilla."

A great free weight fell from my shoulder, that fear that I should get stupid sons the like of miniature version of father destined to flush it at every challenge in life and prove thoroughgoing disappointment was lifted in a second, and the lowest obstruction to patronize and joyous copulation with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left castaway. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be long before she found another young woman but a very foresighted meter before she found a man with a desire for a gravid fat, rotund, piggish hunk. That said there is no account for the desires of those poor mortal suffering from perversion so perhaps in the voluminosity of time even she may find a mate .