The Upper Floof



I was minding my own business in my golf club, on the upper level you understand, the one reserved for gentlemen. I was relaxing after dinner, reading the eventide newsprint. Whiling away the fourth dimension until supper, It was the class the Titanic sank, 1912.

Leather chairwoman and oak panels, the smell of tobacco heavy on the air, talking of the Kaiser and of impending war were rife around the mesa as our hostesses catered to our every need.

Milly, Molly, Moira, Melissa, Madonna, their names all started with an M. They looked quite demure despite uniforms cut to see to it their appealingness were always displayed. Neatly corseted waists with their chest upthrust yet bared and unrestrained. Tight black jackets with atomic number 47 release cut to slip under their pouting mammaries. The field below their waists entirely bare but for the tapes holding their stockings. Their piano downy pubes neatly trimmed or shaved.

atomic number 79 teat and button doughnut twinkled in the firelight. Fish net stocking with seams arrow straight set off pale elegant thighs and sura while their painted toe nails peeped from refined high heeled skid. Neat little hare white tie and tails attached to little plugs pressed firmly up their tight bottoms and all set off by jaunty trivial hat with necklaces rings and earrings dripping with jewels. And all ready to perform each and any service we may require.

The flotsam and jetsom of the gutters attired like princesses.

Their services were provided all inclusive to the membership of the amphetamine floor of the social club. Mouth, back passing and womb alike available to any phallus's member and all bar mouth usable to a members finger or tongue though of track display of affection such as kissing upon the mouth were not allowed

They worked in relay race, obviously Milly Molly et al were not their real epithet, but we no more cared who they were than they cared who we were. A stooped finger, a motion and they would saunter across and if indicated would straddle us and simply bury down upon our phallus. Or wet-nurse a limp ophidian to rigidity, or bring an ice frigidity beer or liqueuras our notion dictated..

Sometimes they got it wrong, one senior gentleman admitting,"Ye idol I only wanted a Whisky,"as Malia extracted his member from his fly and began to suck.

But adequate background signal item, back to this most particular evening.


"Oldbury, where are you ?"one of my sidekick asked.

"Here ? Why ?"I replied.

"need another damned fool to play placard,"he said drunkenly.

"At your service,"I agreed and taking my whisky I dutifully went across and sat at the table.

The game was poker, Club ruler, virtuoso High.

Millie the croupier smiled, as she waited to treat the cards. Her allow quarter round rested within the folds of her quim pleasuring herself as all the girls were instructed to do while idling. Her bared tit with golden rings swung alluringly to and fro as she rocked gently to her own rhythm as she quietly drifted into a creation of her own as she frigged herself towards orgasm.

"shimmy's in a berth of botheration,"Simmonds gloated.

"Bet his damned star sign and lost !"Carter laughed.

"And ?"I enquired.

"I don't need a damned house,"Clearwater sighed,"Bit of a bugger really."

"So lets us get this straight, you won Teddy's house and don't want it ?"I queried.

"Absolutely, rotting pile,"he agreed.

"So reach it back,"I suggested.

"Not that easy old crony, Club rules."Simmonds pointed out,"Needs exterior instrumentalist to win it then teddy can win it back do you see ?"

"You're a crashing sucker Teddy,"I said, as looked at the broken shell of a man that fifty dollar bill years of idleness imbibing and gambling had created."hand me in."

Teddy, 4th Earl of Latchmere, Lord GlenAvon and various other form of address was various societal classes above my lowly station yet many thousands of guineas poorer.

I may have been brought up as the topical anaesthetic pastor's son but t'was well known I was the God Almighty of the Manor's bastard and had his cunning and business acumen. As well as a talent for cards.

I looked at my cards.

"I'll bet two shillings,"Clearwater said throwing teddy's annotation for the star sign on the table.

"I'll wage increase all in,"I said and Clearwater folded.

I took the note.

"Thank God !"Teddy sighed.

"Not so fast,"I insisted,"I fear you need to learn a example, what collateral shall you offer ?"

shimmy looked aghast,"I have none."

"three unmarried daughters,"Simmonds laughed.

"Very well offer one as your wager,"I insisted.

"Good god man, don't be an oaf,"Teddy snapped.

"fountainhead sir I am a dickhead by birth, though hardly an oaf,"I suggested,"Which child shall you provide ?"

"Oh very well Hilary my youngest."he agreed reluctantly and somewhat drunkenly.

"The one maudlin who never smiles,"Clearwater enquired.

"Maybe old Oldbury here will have it off a smile into her !"Simmonds laughed.

"Hardly, I shall betray to Madame to defray my disbursal,"I explained.

"Turn my daughter into a whore. Never !"slip protested.

"Well I shall leave ten Day to resign the house."I offered.

"Now don't be precipitant, Oldbury,"Clearwater interjected,"Don't be an oaf just fold."

"No slip needs a lesson,"I insisted,"I'll telephone exchange my house for the daughter whom I shall betray to madame as a whore."

"Done !"grinned shimmy,"Never has a man made such a inadequate bargain !"

I went back to my chair a job well done and a lesson learned.

Clearwater sought me out,"Teddy rigged you,"he confided,"That daughter, Hilary, have you met her ? She came out, what, two years ago, not so much as a dance let alone a dallience, tis said she sips at the spring of Lesbos, and I truly believe far from paying for her charms you would have to pay any self respecting chap to fuck her,"

"I just wanted to teach the old fool a moral, '' I explained,"If this so called girl is indeed nineteen summertime gone then I'll just let the matter quietly dip, have a few whiskey and forget it. ``

But I had not reckoned with the redoubtable miss Hilary.

She came to my planetary house at noon, I was still in my pyjamas working at my desk.

Madonna my maid came to seek me,"There's some charwoman downstairs who reckons she's your whore."

"What ?"I demanded.

"Hilary something or other."Mary suggested and the aforesaid Hilary burst upon us.

"Father says he sold me to you as your plaything,"she insisted as she stormed into the room.

I stared, she was as far from a woman of the street as one could reasonably get in a female. I would blaspheme she was fresh from forking the muck from the Equus caballus kiosk. Her hair was a pickle where it spewed out from her riding hat, her clothes a cruddy brown coat and peel tight riding britches. Her face screwed with angriness and hatred.

"No,"I corrected her."As a cyprian, a chattel to be used and abused by any as desires it for a pocket-sized fee,"

"What !"she snapped.

"A whore to be available to any gentleman who desires her,"I insisted."That was our understanding. Though desirous gentlemen may be barely as your smiler would scare a unhurt tribe of Zulus let alone a shy cultivated gentleman."

"Ha, so no Thomas More of this meaninglessness,"she snorted,"I submit to no man."

"Submit to none indeed,"I surmised,"I would propose that on the contrary you are in pressing, nay immediate need of a sound pronging."

"wellspring sir it shall not be from you."she snapped.

"lady a thousand Republic of Guinea would not induce me to prong you,"I said flippantly.

"Good, we are agreed,"she agreed.

"So I shall experience to pay some guttersnipe or urchin to do the deed in my position, more disbursal,"I said shaking my head in resignation.

She went to strike me. I caught her wrist an inch no more from her raking my face with her longsighted cruddy finger nails.

She stank of buck, a strangely down-to-earth olfaction which raised query in my loins.

"You madam need taming,"I insisted.

"wellspring it shall not be by you !"she snapped indignantly.

I thought a moment before I replied."Disrobe this instant or tell your founder to vacate my menage forthwith."

"No you can not !"she replied in horror.

"Submit or the accord is invalidate !"I challenged.

She stared at me. She shuddered as she realised my resolve.

"Very well,"she said icily and she slipped off her heavy coat.

I hung it on the back of a chair for her as she tentatively undid one of the clit on her bodice, than a second.

Her fingerbreadth trembled, with fear or choler I knew or cared not. The release parted and the bodice swelled. Clearly her pitcher's mound were much constricted. It caught my care. My fellow member stirred again.

"Quite delightful allow me,"I said softly as I helped to free her mounds and cupped them in my men,"It must be such a succour for them to escape their bonds."

"No !"she said all-inclusive eyed but I knew in that instant that she was ripe for the pickings. Her teat stiffened and extended.

"woman of the street's mounds are ever freed, shall you like that ?"I asked.

"No !"she snapped though her resolve was uncertain.

"Swinging as spare as the bird. And their cunts, clear at all times or plugged with thumb or dildo,"I said in a hoarse menacing susurration."useable to all."

"Do not trifle with me !"she said.

Mary my maid looked on disapprovingly, she was no lulu, well past child bearing age but she had a pleasant decent ass to be intimate when cypher else was offered.

"Shears Mary, let us peel the rabbit."Mary obediently fetched the large scissors or small shears from the drawer in the incline table.

I made an incision into the leging half way up Hilary's thigh and started to cut away the coverings. She near froze in fearfulness. A I cut up one leg round the genital organ and down the other. Then a bingle curving cut upwards towards the waist and back down revealing her underwear as the flap of fabric fell away.
Three to a greater extent snipping from the razor sharp blades and the underthings came away and revealed a peck of hairy moist curlicue and beneath a hairy moistened twat. My member showed a distinct interest and he uncurled uncomfortably within the chokepoint of me breeches.

"Do you know I think I will fuck you after all."I declared."Mary loosen my belted ammunition and get down my knickerbockers if you please."

Madonna reluctantly lowered my breech and underthings allowing my member to stiffen and straighten as I pushed Hilary against the table.

"Guide my appendage in Mary if you please."I requested.

"It ent fair, she don't want none and gets fucked and I wants it and don't get none,"Mary muttered as she obediently guided my constrain member towards Hilary's pouting quim.

"Later,"I suggested as my member gently parted Hilary's pouting cunt lips.

"No !"she said but he consistency said"Yes yes yes,"such was her want for cock and cock juice.

I felt no resistor from her maidenhead, but there were streak of red afterward so I presume she had been virgo intacta and I enjoyed a distinctly average gallop though at an unexpected time of day, finishing with a flourish or at least nine good squirt of honest low born cock succus in her aristocratic vagina.

"Virgin Mary for God sake bathe this urchin before we take her to Madame."I ordered as I withdrew.

"What about my serving ?"she protested.

"I am afraid you will have to use the rolling pin,"I suggested,"But this time wash it before rolling out the pastry."

She blushed deep red,"Very well sir."she agreed.

"Or perhaps you could have this whore learn how to use her fist ?"I suggested with a wink.

Hilary jerked back to reality, her consistence may have swum with agitation but now she faced reality, instead of passion she had been fucked as a passing game clock time. I had no more desire for her to drop my offspring than I had to trip the light fantastic the Viennese waltz stark naked at the gates to Buckingham Palace while they changed the guard. I had used her no more. And she had used me.

"Go, get washed,"I said,"I have work to do."

I found Hilary and The Virgin an hour or so later. The tin bath was upended on the kitchen floor.
Bathwater spread across the floor towards the waste pipe. Hilary lay naked on the flagstones as she suckled The Virgin's monumental teats and rhythmically pressed her fist into Marys tortuous cunt. The Virgin only ever wore a dim-witted smock and she too was almost naked as her smock was largely around her neck.

"I shall burn these tatter,"I said as I scooped up Hilary's wearing apparel, but she and Mary were too absorbed with each other to notice.

Brabbinger my stableboy coughed. He had been watching from the shadows."The Lester Willis Young lady's horse sir ?"he queried.

"She's no lady, she's a stem whore,"I replied as I watched Hilary pleasuring Mary,"Shall you take a poke ?"

"No thank you kindly sir,"he said diffidently."I got my pridefulness sir."

"Well I just poked her,"I said,"lord knows why."

"wile they has sir, spool you in like,"he says,"Me I likes horses."

Images raced through my mind,"Quite so."I agreed,"feed and water the horse would you, no send Christian Bible to my gild, have a unvarying sent and a sympathiser, take the prostitute's horse."I laughed at my own backsliding into poetry,"whore's horse"indeed.

There is only a finite time one can watch women pleasuring each former especially untempting ace, so after no More than seven minutes, 12 at the outside, I went about my business.

Brabbinger returned within the one-half minute with miss Middleton, one of Madame's bureau, a weasel faced matt chested beldam of around 30 five summertime and thirty thousand men, a street prostitute with nimble finger an eye for beauty and a talent for fitting corsets, stockings horseshoe and tail sparking plug as well as the artist touch which with rouge and powder turns the dull scullery maid or fattest cook into an target of desire.

"Oh my Maker, you want a miracle worker and thats a fact,"Thomas Middleton said as she saw Hilary embraced in Mary's well muscled arms.

"Less of your insolence, bend over I wish to bang you,"I averred.

"Not if you been fucking that you ent, I got my pride,"Middleton said icily.

She set down her bag and took out a tub of butter. Greasing her fingers and thumb she advanced upon Hilary even as she continued to pleasure Virgin Mary and grasped her firmly, one pollex pressed firmly up Hilary's back passageway and the finger's breadth into her quim.

"Ooh,"Hilary gasped.

"I reckon a two inch up her ass and a three up her quim,"Middleton opined as she withdrew her fingers and wiped them on a fabric,"Twenty three inch waist, its like making a silk wedding clothes out of a guttle ass,"she said sadly.

"Have some decorum woman !"I snapped.

"Well you ain't no gentleman are you ?"she challenged.

I gave up and walked off.

An hour later and Middleton sought me out,"I done me best,"she said.

Hilary appeared,"My god she looks almost human,"I agreed,"What say you Brabbinger ?"

My Ostler was lurking in the trace as always. Feasting his optic on Hilary's now ringed clit and shaved pubes now framed by stocking tapes and her ringed mamilla now upthrust by a tight black corset.

"Don't intellect if I do sir,"he said as he swept from the shadows.

He strode up to the girl and raised his smock revealing short fat hairy legs and a retentive fat hairy prong, I'll stake there was Thomas More hair on his balls than on a Rabbi's chin.

I only wanted his agreement that she looked desirable butbhe obviously decided to misconceive me and to try out her charm instead.

He grasped her firmly and in a trice was Hilary pushed against the study table and he sank his prong within her diffuse moist quim. His hairy ass bobbled up and down and in and out as he thrust his ogre forcibly into her uterus.

She barely protested. Her parts were aroused by the rings and the potions applied to her innards by Middleton's nimble fingers.

"Oh my noble !"she wailed,"I am in heaven !"

Now to be quite honorable there is minuscule as dis spiriting as finding one's servant has a prong unquestionably superior to one's own both in length and cinch and Energy, and I turned on my dog and strode away after no more than ten hour at the outside.

The way he kneaded her breasts and crushed her lips with his back talk was quite abhorrent, while the way she raked his book binding with her nails was quite uncalled for and the grunts and protest of beloved was such to make me nauseous.

Finally as I departed he grunted like a pig and clearly shot his bolt.

"Well done !"Middleton shouted,"assassin, who knows we may pull in Madame proud of you yet !"

I sat a while and returned to find Hilary attired in a cloak. which hid her parts. I saw she walked awkwardly.

"Finished already ?"I asked Middleton.

"Yes sir, Got her holes plugged and everything."she replied.

"appearance me."I insisted.

"No !"Hilary snapped,"You don't own me."

"Show the valet de chambre,"Middleton insisted.

Hilary reluctantly raised the cloak showing a stout leather shoulder strap secured around her fork which clearly held quim and anal plug in place.

"Open her up I wish to sample her,"I ordered.

"Not now after I perfumed and plugged her and everything,"Middleton argued."You had every opportunity sir and if you desire you can fuck her to your hearts content this eve but for now I must deliver her to Madame before my extra gentleman arrives."

"Special gentleman ?"I queried.

"Has me piss on him,"she said proudly, and seeing my disconcertment she added"Well you did ask."

"Oh be gone,"I sighed.

I followed along to the nightspot later, after fending off Captain Cook'suggestion that her ass was as sloshed as anyone's cunt, something demonstrably untrue, and by dinner party time I was gorging myself on salt pork and onion plant washed down by some of the fine wines from the Antipodes.

Hilary was nowhere to be seen when I arrived. It seemed she had become something of a celebrity and every valet seemingly had purpose on poking her quim.

I decided they could get on with it and settled down to eat my fill.

However seeing Lord Glenavon, Hilary's father arrive rather the worse for drink gave me an wickedness notion which I proceeded to put in train.

"Teddy won't you join me ?"I asked as he staggered by,"Need a third for a threesome, new prostitute penury breaking in don't cha know."


"What ho, yes rather, three way eh, top hole."he stammered out his usual string of platitude and sat down at my table. Milly molly or some such brought slip a platter of pork and he began to guzzle on it greedily.

Hilary had seemingly metamorphosed into Melissa, a bright red chunk gag now flilled her backtalk, a authorise sign of what we called a bellower. A whore who could not keep herself vocalising her enjoyment.

I sought out Madame. I swiftly arranged to use Hilary/Melissa as soon as she became available.

Teddy was about to start on his orchard apple tree pie when Madame brought Hilary over.

He barely showed any pastime but ordered."Capital, just straddle me bird and let me ease your quim while I eat my pud there's a dear."He unbuttoned his rear of tube and extracted his rather woebegone tired and uninterested pecker from therein.

It sprawled almost lifeless along his belly but it reared soon enough as Hilary straddled him and sank down until her soft pinko quim rested gently upon his length.

It reared like an Indian snake charmer's snake, a veritable python. Spearing upwardly towards her innards. It seemed quite bizarre. Teddy about to fuck his own daughter unknowingly.

He reached down and aimed his cock between the lips of her quim. She raised herself then sank down with a content sigh and a fragile slobber from her testicle gag. Then she began to hump greedily.

teddy bear laughed,"Bally game warden, spitting paradigm of the sod, cuckolded d'ya see ?"He explained,"Never was me daughter, should have fucked her years ago."

I shook my fountainhead, I had been bamboozled again."Going to go up on ?"teddy bear asked,"return the tradesman's, three way and all that ?"

"Ah no, I just remembered I have to see old Graithwaite about some business,"I said as Hilary bounced up and down far too energetically on her supposed father's cock and I left them to their joyous union.

I cursed, far from teaching Teddy a object lesson I had learned one myself. I rued my discomfiture and made my way homeward.

Cook hounded me once more seeking a pronging which I was not in any mood to provide so I retired to my bed somewhat rag and slept only fitfully.

The morning brought further tribulations.

Hilary's sure-enough sister. A weasel faced, wasp waisted old maid completely devoid of female appendages or so it seemed she arrived at some ungodly hour when no gentleman or gentlewoman should be abroad and demanded to see me.

Cook relayed the information that she was downstairs. I looked at my watch."Ye gods its exclusively ten of the clock !"I protested.

"Shall I send her up sir ?"Cook asked,"Or shall you fuck my ass first ?"

"No, I think I can make do without,"I answered,"I shall fall down straightway."

"Better put thee britches on for the first time,"she laughed.

"No, damn it, I shall derive as I am,"I insisted and down I went in my nightshirt to greet the woman.

"Miss Latchmere ?"I queried.

"Rip van periwinkle I presume ?"she replied as she saw I wore only my nightshirt and night hat.

"And what brings you here ?"I asked.

"My Equus caballus,"she replied sarcastically,"But to be fair I wanted to see exactly what form of a fool my Father of the Church has been conniving with."

"And have you seen ?"I asked.

"Oh yes,"she replied,"You surpass my worst arithmetic mean by some considerable margin."

"wealthy person you merely come to diss me or had you some former determination in head ?"I asked.

"Actually,"she said,"I have, you humiliate my Fatherhood, prostitute my sis and destroy my chances of making a good marriage."

"You certainly have a bluntness of speech about you,"I admitted.

"And now having tricked me into your den you ravish me,"she suggested.

"ma'am I should sooner fornicate with a farmyard sow,"I insisted.

"So I understand,"she said,"But I do believe the constable will think my tale when I scream and say how you tore my clothes and sought to rape me."

"Really ?"I queried as she tried in vain to bust her clothes."Allow me."

I grasped the shoulders of her clothes and it ripped right down the front, I ripped aside the bindings of her mounds freeing them,"Remind me, did I ravish you or merely attack to ?"

"I care not, make me an offer or I go to the magistrate !"she snapped

"Twenty British shilling for your accolade !"I offered.

"I meant marriage,"she said,"dear god are you really this stupid ?"

"pillock yes desperate no,"I confirmed,"Though your pap are most alluring and are roused if I am not mistaken."

"You are mistaken,"she insisted.

"Your parts are not moistened then ?"I queried.

"No more than yours,"she quipped.

I looked down. My member was pressing my nightshirt out like a tent pole.

"I have not had my first light, ah."I said awkwardly.

"He fucks me ass mostly,"Cook interjected.

"James Cook, '' I snapped"Go away !"

"Hilary said it was tiny,"Miss Latchmere observed,"But it looks monstrous !"

I sighed,"Shut your rattling and lay for me, then you can show the magistrate your snap clothes and a good creaming within your parts."

"Very well, where is the sleeping room ?"she asked.

"Here on the floor !"I insisted.

"No, bed me, if you want me bed me properly !"she insisted.

"Oh very well,"I sighed in aggravation and I swept her off her feet and carried her upstairs.

How was I to recognise it was the most wild-eyed gesture she had ever known ? The wretched girl's quim was soaking with anticipation and in a moment as soon as had bared it my prong had found a new home.

Her tight virgin cunt gripped my member."shuffle beloved to me !"she pleaded.

"This dame is merely a round-eyed fuck,"I explained as I started to hump her,"Though I own a very concordant one."

"Oh that makes me finger so overnice,"she said and she smiled.

"Really ?"I queried,"Usually cleaning lady ask if I have finished yet, or make some sarcastic remark."

"No, its really nice, oh my god, its really nice."she said as the walls of her virgin slit instinctively began to milk my cock.

It was all too very much and suddenly a gravid pelter of seed shot from my loins and flooded her entirely.

I lay until I was spent and my member shrank and them rolled onto my back."Do your worst,"I said and drifted into a contented sleep.
"acquire it in your hand like thus,"I heard Cook saying as individual gripped my prick in their hand,"He ent much of a cocksman, one spurt wonder,"Cook opined,"Still a bit of a suction will probably wake him."

"What's up ?"I said.

"Damned constable thinks I'm my sister and that I'm a sporting lady,"Miss Latchmere explained.

"So you are trying conquest ?"I queried.

"In a word, yes."she agreed.

"You are an ageing weasel faced categorical chested spinner, why should I select note of you ?"I asked.

She thought a moment"Because my eldest boy child shall inherit founder's championship, should you not like your son to be the Earl Latchmere, the 5th Baron Latchmere ?"

"And ?"I queried.

She thought a bit."My sister is a whore and she can perish on all manner of whorish trick to stay fresh you satisfied in the bed chamber."

"Good point,"I agreed,"On your back I wish to fuck you again."


To be continued.

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