Taking Lucinda's Lover

Set in a Country mansion house in the 19th Century.

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

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

"No father"I admitted,"I have another yr 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 liveliness nor shall be,"I exclaimed. Sometimes I wondered how I could possibly be related to my father so peculiar were his views.

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

"Father there is no connectedness betwixt egg and orb save for the commonly used grammatical construction"Balls"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too feeble to comprehend.

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

he enquired.

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

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

"So you do think, 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 time of day later, even fatter than hitherto and in her trail a sweet slender affair,"miss Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"cum let us search the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

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

I left a decent interval and went upstairs myself. I knocked on their bedroom door and entered.

Lucinda was on the bed, half naked and to my mouth astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a open fireplace brush handle as |I expected but with her whole fist and constituent of her forearm deep inside Lucinda's distended uterus 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 paw deeply 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 previous for her long skirt were up and her buttocks bared.

"Oh turn back your protests cleaning woman, clearly you are just a coarse sporting lady now brace yourself,"I advised as I loosed and dropped my breeches.

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

Her buttocks were inviting and to be good I intended to sodomise her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a gleam of wet from her one-armed bandit distracted me, why not use the sweet clean opening rather than the soiled waste exit of the anus.

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

Her downhearted rim parted readily enough, moistened and willing I would stimulate said, and anyway she was a harlot being paid by Lucinda so her every persona should give been usable for use.

I worked my helping hand to her tit 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 woman of the street provdes a most acceptable fuck."I thought praise was appropriate at this join having dodged a few shillings whore's fees as I thought.

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

"No King James, she is my friend, in fact I am her chaperone !"Lucinda laughed excitedly,"So what do you think of my James I ?"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 nothing with which to compare hims save a broom hold,"she answered.

"Good noble 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 hellion am I supposed to know,"I fumed,"Am I supposed to ask every dame ‘ Are you pure'before I pleasure them ?"

"No but a bye your leave of absence would be a reasoned starting pointedness,"Lucinda opined.

"If chaps had to ask a bye your bequeath every time he fancied a sack the whole of humans would die out in a rash of virginity,"I opined.

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

"Of trend 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 working girl but Arbuthnot Pattimore's daughter, successor to his hazard,"he declared.

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

"What future time ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juices from her fist while dabbing her lower mouth with the other hand 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 edge of the bed dabbing herself as she spoke, her sex clearly on view and quite glamour, her words may have had their desired essence.

As it was with breeches cast aside and member once again rearing 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 ?"missy Pattimore asked.

"Not with me,"Lucinda admitted,"I thought he got his easing from other valet de chambre 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 farthermost regularity,"I ventured.

"With a brush handle yes but not a man's thing,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do wait most peculiar 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 lovers when you only met an hr ago,"Lucinda protested as she rose to impart,"If you want me I'll be in the garden."

Her going opened the door and suddenly we were surrounded by voyeur."Unhand her you brute,"someone cried and something hit the backrest of my head forcing me deeper into Miss Pattimore which in tour made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me mum !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in ecstasy ?"an senior gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had better gain her an offer and bedamn quick if you want to outlast the end of today."

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

"Well he certainly knows you in a biblical horse sense !"my Church Father interjected misjudging the mode of the assembled throng as per usual and so he alone ended laughing at his weak joke.

I own I was enjoying our flirt to some excess, my pecker sliding so smoothly in her well lubricated mess, 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 seed outburst Forth once more in a flood to flood her parts.

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

I looked rhythm 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 order in Barnsley for this !"and he grabbed father by the throat.

"Stop them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them defend,"and I took young woman Pattison's hand and knelt before her,"volition you have me ?"

"I just did,"she giggled,"Oh I suppose so, if only to hold on mammy glad, my name is Camilla by the way."

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

So we were wed, a big ceremony in the church service 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 dear present on all.

"Saint James,"she said,"See that hunky-dory upstanding chap in the colored suit with the woman in the ridiculous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your real father, he used to be our land foreman, very clever, very supply ship, nothing like the idiot I married."

I stared, suddenly it all made a lot of sense."And my comrade ?"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 begetter prefers gentlemen anyway so it courtship us both very well, it why I was so please to see you enjoying yourself with near Camilla."

A great weighting fell from my shoulder joint, that fear that I should bring forth pudding head sons the like of toy versions of father destined to neglect at every challenge in life and prove exhaustive letdown was lifted in a instant, and the last obstacle to patronise and joyous sexual intercourse with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left outcast. She had lost her striver but I fancied it would not be foresightful before she found another girl but a very prospicient sentence before she found a man with a desire for a big fat, rotund, porcine hunk. 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 find a mate .