Taking Lucinda's fan

Set in a Country Mansion in the 19th Century.

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

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

"No father"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-God so peculiar were his views.

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

"Father there is no link betwixt ball and orb save for the commonly used expression"Balls"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too decrepit to comprehend.

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

he enquired.

How could I blank out, Lucinda a vicious tomboy who regularly beat me up when we played as small fry. A rotund porcine ball, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female person classmates to such overabundance that even the Cheltenham girs schoolhouse was forced to expell her.

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

"So you do commend, 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 track a sweet slender matter,"Miss Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"Come let us explore the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

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

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

Lucinda was on the bed, half au naturel and to my utter astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a hearth brush grip as |I expected but with her whole fist and region of her forearm deep inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

"May I join in ?"I asked as I bolted the doorway as they should sustain done.

"Out !"Lucinda cried, though she was somewhat hampered in her options by Pat's script 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 foresighted bird were up and her buttocks bared.

"Oh check your protests woman, clearly you are just a mutual whore 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 invest on playing poker, leaving none what so ever for liquor or whoring.

Her buttocks were inviting and to be honest I intended to bugger her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a gleam of moisture from her one-armed bandit distracted me, why not use the seraphic white orifice rather than the begrime waste exit of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a minute Pat was royally skewered on my putz. She protested my incursion with a yip but in all money plant I believed it just a relic objection and not a serious objection.

Her lower sassing parted readily enough, moistened and willing I would have said, and anyway she was a whore being paid by Lucinda so her every parting should have been available for use.

I worked my hand to her breasts and cupped them and tweaked her mamilla as I plowed her and as is the way all too soon my meter was come, my bolt shot and the second over.

"I must say Lucinda your lady of pleasure 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 working girl,"Pat bridled.

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

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

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

"How should I know, I have nothing with which to equate hims save a broom handle,"she answered.

"Good lord was I your first off ?"I asked.

"Of course !"she replied.

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

"No but a bye your leave would be a sound starting stage,"Lucinda opined.

"If lad had to ask a bye your leave every time he fancied a poke the whole of humanity would die out in a rash 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 voice enquired,"Who has been fucking whom ?"

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

"You bloody fool she is not a lady of pleasure but Arbuthnot Pattimore's daughter, heir to his fortune,"he declared.

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

"What side by side clip ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juice from her fist while dabbing her down mouth with the former 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 boundary of the bed dabbing herself as she spoke, her sex clearly on view and quite enchanting, her countersign may hold had their in demand effect.

As it was with breeches 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 ?"Miss Pattimore asked.

"Not with me,"Lucinda admitted,"I thought he got his relief from early gentlemen shooting their encumbrance up his backside."

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

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

girl Pattimore groaned,"Oh Lucy I am on flak,"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 hour ago,"Lucinda protested as she rose to entrust,"If you want me I'll be in the garden."

Her going opened the door and suddenly we were surrounded by Peeping Tom."Unhand her you brute,"someone cried and something hit the back of my head forcing me deeply 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 XTC ?"an senior gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had skillful nominate her an fling and damn promptly if you want to outlast the end of today."

"founding father !"miss Pattimore insisted,"I don't even know him."

"fountainhead he certainly knows you in a biblical sense !"my father interjected misjudging the mood of the assembled throng as per usual and so he alone ended laughing at his feeble joke.

I own I was enjoying our coquetry to some excess, my peter sliding so smoothly in her well lubricated hole, the tip of my dick just nudging the cervix of her womb at each driving force exciting me to the uttermost until my mind exploded and my cum burst Forth River once more in a flood to flood her parts.

"Damn you all,"Miss 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 cock."Did you plan this ?"I demanded.

My father grinned like the imbecile he was.

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

"stop consonant them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them fight,"and I took girl Pattison's hand and knelt before her,"volition 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 observance in the church near where she lived, her Padre found us a very decent house near the university and at the reception in the parish hall my female parent gave me the near present on all.

"Epistle of James,"she said,"See that OK upstanding chap in the blue suit with the woman in the ridiculous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your real beginner, he used to be our estate chief, very clever, very tender, nada like the idiot I married."

I stared, suddenly it all made a lot of common 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 father prefers gentlemen anyway so it case us both very well, it why I was so pleased to see you enjoying yourself with heartfelt Camilla."

A great weight fell from my berm, that fear that I should sire stupid sons the like of miniature versions of father destined to fail at every challenge in life and prove thorough dashing hopes was lifted in a moment, and the utmost obstacle to haunt and joyous copulation with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left Ishmael. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be long before she found another female child but a very long time before she found a man with a desire for a bang-up fat, rotund, swinish lump. That said there is no explanation for the desires of those inadequate someone suffering from perversion so perhaps in the fullness of time even she may find a better half .