Taking Lucinda's fan

Set in a land star sign in the 19th Century.

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

"Epistle of James me boy,"he said ominously,"Have you any thoughts 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 life nor shall be,"I exclaimed. Sometimes I wondered how I could possibly be related to my father so peculiar were his views.

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

"Father there is no liaison betwixt orchis and eyeballs save for the commonly used formula"testis"I explained but his mastermind, always supposing he possessed one, was too weak to comprehend.

"wellspring your Mama has arranged for Lucida to quell for the weekend, you do recollect Lucinda don't you ?"

he enquired.

How could I forget, Lucinda a cruel hoyden who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine clump, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female schoolmate 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 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 hr later, even fatter than hitherto and in her trail a sugared slender thing,"young lady Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"ejaculate let us explore the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

Pat seemed somewhat barren of exuberance. I wondered about her.

I left a decent interval and went upstairs myself. I knocked on their chamber threshold and entered.

Lucinda was on the bed, half naked and to my gross amazement Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a hearth brush handle as |I expected but with her whole fist and constituent 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 options by Pat's hand 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 former for her long wench were up and her buttocks bared.

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

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

Her ass were inviting and to be honest I intended to bugger her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a gleam of moisture from her expansion slot distracted me, why not use the gratifying clean orifice rather than the soiled waste loss of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a minute Pat was royally skewered on my prick. She protested my penetration with a yelping but in all Lunaria annua I believed it just a nominal dissent and not a dangerous objection.

Her get down lips parted readily enough, moistened and bequeath I would have said, and anyway she was a whore being paid by Lucinda so her every part should give birth been available for use.

I worked my men to her chest 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 snap and the bit over.

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

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

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

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

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

"How should I know, I have goose egg with which to compare hims write a broom hold,"she answered.

"Good overlord 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 lady of pleasure so how the the Tempter 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 of absence would be a sound starting dot,"Lucinda opined.

"If chaps had to ask a bye your leave every time he fancied a lick the unit of human race would die out in a blizzard of virginity,"I opined.

"Oh lord 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 vocalisation 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 fate,"he declared.

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

"What side by side time ?"miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juices from her fist while dabbing her lower rim with the other hand at one and the Sami 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 edge of the bed dabbing herself as she spoke, her sex clearly on panorama and quite enthrall, her Good Book may have had their desired gist.

As it was with breeches cast aside and fellow 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 gentlemen shooting their load up his backside."

"I'm not a sod,"I insisted,"But I can not think girl Pattimore has not been reamed with the level best regularity,"I ventured.

"With a brushwood handle 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 ardour,"she said,"Please forgive me,"and she kissed me passionately on the neck.

"Oh god its disgusting you two playing at devotee 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 room access and suddenly we were surrounded by voyeurs."Unhand her you brute,"someone cried and something hit the back of my head forcing me deeper 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 raptus ?"an aged gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had break induce her an offer and beshrew quick if you want to survive the end of today."

"forefather !"girl Pattimore insisted,"I don't even know him."

"Well he certainly knows you in a biblical sensation !"my father interjected misjudging the mood of the get together multitude as per usual and so he alone ended laughing at his nerveless joke.

I own I was enjoying our dalliance to some excess, my pecker sliding so smoothly in her well greased hole, the tip of my turncock just nudging the neck of her womb at each thrust exciting me to the uttermost until my mind exploded and my seed explosion forth once more in a cloudburst to flood her parts.

"red cent you all,"young woman 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 cock."Did you plan this ?"I demanded.

My father grinned like the idiot he was.

"You planned this ?"Mr Pattison interjected,"By promised land 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 push,"and I took misfire Pattison's script and knelt before her,"will you have me ?"

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

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

So we were wed, a big ceremony in the church service near where she lived, her father found us a very gracious planetary house near the university and at the reception in the parish Charles Martin Hall my female parent gave me the best present on all.

"James,"she said,"See that o.k. upstanding fissure in the dark suit of clothes with the woman in the ridiculous hat ?"

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

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

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

A keen weight fell from my articulatio humeri, that fear that I should sire stupid Logos the like of miniature edition of Church Father destined to fail at every challenge in aliveness and prove thoroughgoing letdown was lifted in a moment, and the in conclusion obstacle to frequent and joyous copulation with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left Ishmael. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be hanker before she found another girl but a very tenacious time before she found a man with a desire for a great fat, rotund, porcine lubber. That said there is no explanation for the desires of those poor souls suffering from perversion so perhaps in the fullness of sentence even she may receive a checkmate .