Fireworks..

I saw her across the crowded ball room. Gliding effortlessly around the story, like a Bronx cheer of heaven. Delectable. A Swan like neck, perfect tit, sparkling blue eyes, perfection in human form. Dressed in an exquisitely tailor gown of a vivid fleeceable hue with ermine trimmings, my heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly my whole being yearned to reach out to her, to give away her swirling chunk gown, to extract her consummate bosoms to feel their firm softness to dislocate off her underthings and unlace her girdle, to run my fingers around her softness, to stroke her silky inner thigh and to exact her for my pleasure.

But how to pull in her friend ? One can not after all merely walk up to a young and very eligable madam to whom one has not been introduced and suggest a berth of lewd and rampant fornication. Not in civilised society.

Bunty Burlingham was at my shoulder as always and his sis Mary was as usual hovering nearby, they seemed almost joined at hip. Bunty was an affable enough cove and often we found our way to the same party and lump, quite likely because I often dived into my own pocket when bills were to be paid whereas Bunty ah, did not.

The Virgin was such a common companion that I generally failed to take account of the fact that she was actually a girl, I generally treated her as one of the chaps.

olibanum it was that I quite cruelly asked the question,"Dear god who is that delectable animal ?"in Mary's presence whilst pointing at the visual sensation of lovliness.

Mary followed my gaze, in her raised heels she was near my own top,"That,"she averred,"Is noblewoman Eliza Thomas Crawford. Her forefather owns half of Bradford or some such peasant town."

"Cor, out of your league old boy,"Bunty joked.

"Never,"I replied,"If I can face up to Bonaparte I can vote down any fair gentlewoman defenses."

"Charles River, your total regiment spent the whole of the battle of waterloo in reserve,"Mary reminded me.

She was always belittling me, 23 years of age and still single, only two geezerhood younger than I in fact, I only put up with it so as not to discomfit Bunty.

"The fille, get me an insertion,"I ordered.

"Work your wizardly old girl,"Bunty suggested.

Virgin Mary sighed and ventured forth.

I watched her make her way through the throng, her funny remark red fascinator hat like a ships sail threading hither and thither.

I had no doubt Mary would bring in the vision of fairness, my own status was well known as my father had wisely drunk himself to oblivion to insulate himself from mothers barbed clapper and compounded it by driving his own passenger vehicle and four into the river Mersey at full moon gallop, apparently mistaking it for the Manchester turnpike. Fortunately the horses survived, though he did not.

Mary returned alone,"Her carte is full,"she explained.

"Did you not explain who was asking ?"I demanded

"But of path,"The Virgin declared.

My member was stiffened by thinking of poling the dame, even the thought of kissing her unfermented backtalk was rousing me. Rousing me in a most uncomfortable manner as space to run within my breech was most severely limited.

I sought to rearrange my underthings.

Mary saw my discomfiture."Charles IX please !"she hissed, and then taking commiseration on me she added,"exterior, now !"

"Oh, yes, I thank you,"I blustered.

We stepped through the"Fench window,"one of many glazed doors leading on to the raised walkway which ran around the outside of the edifice some several understructure above street level. A low pillarred wall or ballustrade protected the unwary from precipitaely descending several feet to terra firma. It was a most popular post for personages to make the air when the atmosphere became warmed to excess.

My member was really rampant now with the expectation of what was to come. I stood and grasped the parapet and Mary stood behind me. Her practiced fingers swiftly loosened my belt and undid the button on my fly. Her sweet hands slipped down inside my breeches and began to massage my troubled member.

She eased him from my fly and placed one hand around my rotating shaft while the other cupped my balls."Is that better,"she whispered, as she gently squeezed my Ball and rubbed my shaft.

"Much much better,"I replied as I thought of poling the exciting and .enticing new comer, while Mary eased my discomfort.

"You must not get so tense, it is not good for your health,"she whispered in my ear.

I felt her breath on my neck, her back talk touched my ear, I imagined it was Eliza's sass, Eliza's hands, no I imagined it was Eliza's womb gripping my member not Madonna's deal. It was enticing and I luxuriated in the sensations and indeed my release was soon approaching on waves of ecstasy.

Blessed Virgin carefully aimed my member out between the pillars of the parapet as she sensed my moment was upon me, thus when I expelled the silvery emanation flew clear in a keen parabola to land in the street below.

"Better ?"Mary enquired.

"Yes, I thank you."I replied as I wiped my appendage with a hand kerchief.

The next affair some impertinent cove appeared at my elbow,"I say old chap, if you have finished with that whore, I have an urgent need."

I swiftly realise we were not alone, other gentlemen consorted with ladies, or perhaps women in the shadower or against the breastwork in assorted stages of flagrante.

"I say, Mary is no cyprian, she is my, ah,"I blustered, I knew not what to say, The Virgin had kindly eased my latent hostility on numerous occasions, I never questioned why.

"Fiancé, we are betrothed,"Mary ventured.

"Indeed, my groom-to-be,"I agreed.

"My sincerest apologies,"the cuss apologised and retreated with considerable alacrity.

"I am so sorry,"I apologised.

"There is no pauperization to apologise,"Madonna simpered,"I accept."

"What ?"I queried.

"Your marriage proposal,"she laughed.

I laughed as well, what a thought.

We returned to the Ball elbow room, the Angel from earlier was still attracting everyone's attention but some of my fire was now sated.

"Do you still bid to pole her ?"Mary asked.

"Ah, well make her acquaintance."I replied.

"Have your pole deep inside her, thrusting, probing,"Madonna teased.

"Mary have some decorum !"I insisted.

"decorum,"she laughed,"It was you who had your extremity waving around and spewing forth your seeded player over the banister a here and now ago."

"Please, that should remain between ourselves,"I urged.

She was far from finished,"Oh yes, I drain your ophidian and drive you wild with delight whilst you do absolutely nix for me, not a kiss on my face even let alone on my titty or inner thigh."

"Mary, I have the level best esteem for you,"I assured her,"You are one of my secure friends."

"Your unpaid whore more likely,"she replied,"fountainhead Carolus, no to a greater extent deal, next time you have needs you may pole me or nothing."

"What ? I demanded.

She regaled me with a house stare,"I shall no longer undertake to relieve your tensions with my hired hand, next time you need relief you must bed me, you must delight me as you take your own pleasure and thereafter puddle me an offer or competitiveness affaire d'honneur with Bunty for my honour."

"You are deranged, completely deranged,"I reiterated.

The Virgin slipped away. I went in search of Bunty. However what I had not expected was that Virgin Mary had gone in lookup of the delectable"Lady Eliza Crawford."

The first I knew of it was the said madam Eliza appeared before me, demanding to know what I had said about her. Her appearing was not unwished-for but having several beaus in tow was troubling.

"What do you desire with me ? sir."Eliza asked quite pointedly.

"A dance,"I replied.

"Well I have it on good bureau you wish to pole me !"Eliza expounded,"Well sir I am not a bawd,"she snapped,"And you are by far the to the lowest degree in all likelihood gentleman's gentleman, or indeed man, to ever find my favour."

I was shocked by her unseemly outburst.

"If you need poling, then I suggest you pole your harlot, your concubine, your messenger !"she insisted and she actually jabbed her finger's breadth at Mary.

Somehow her anger diminished entirely my desire to pole her.

"I thank you for your frankfurter appraisal,"I replied,"Your suggestion has merit, shall we conjoin Blessed Virgin ?"

"No Charles you are quite booze,"Blessed Virgin insisted,"seminal fluid away before you do something we shall regret."

"Drunk on love !"I laughed.

"lecherousness more likely,"Eliza snapped as she rushed away spreading the crew as she charged between them.

"Get the equipage Bunty,"Mary ordered. Bunty saw the signified of it and went to try my carriage.

We collected our cloaks and pretend Forth River into the night, the motorcoach and four awaited us and we stepped aboard, Bunty facing the rear and Mary and I together on the opposite seat.

The Carriage had barely started when I felt Mary's finger at my fly.

"Mary !"I challenged her.

"wellspring you did not complain sooner,"she reminded me as she stroked my member through the fly.

"Blessed Virgin !"I protested.

"Your turn of events, my tit would welcome some tending if you have a moment."she countered.

"Don't trouble on my theatrical role, you can sustain your way with her standing on your foreland for all I care,"Bunty opined.

"No, I think not,"I demurred.

"Up my skirts then, finger my soft silky second joint, my strong soft silky thighs,"she teased,"Ease your fingers inside me, hold my honour,"she challenged.

"Er,"I demurred again, `` What the daemon has got into you ?"

"Nothing !"she replied,"Absolutely nothing, I am at your beck and call constantly, I am mistaken for your tart and never ever do you show me any consideration what so ever !"

"But The Virgin I have nothing but the extreme respect for you,"I pleaded,

"I don't want respect I want you inside me you idiot !"she railed,"I want your baby, I love you."

"My god,"I exclaimed,"Really ? You will find better in the morning."

"Why, shall you enthral me ?"she asked.

"Mary, some decorum please,"Bunty asked plaintively.

"Then I shall ravish you,"Mary insisted and with that she grasped me by the cheeks and kissed me on the lips.

Her tongue forced its way between my teeth as she pressed my head back against the headrest, I knew not what she expected of me but I decided to humour her and reciprocate. It was very far from being unpleasant.

"My teats,"she hissed.

I grasped her bodice and tried to extract her white meat, I failed. I grasped her gown firmly and went to tear it from her but the stitching held.

"If I may piss a proposition,"Bunty chipped in,"waiting until you get home, discase completely and fornicate lewdly yet privately in Charles River's bed.

"Uggh,"Mary agreed and she climbed off me."What must I do to know the joy of conjunction."

"‘ tis commonly called having a Fug,"Bunty explained,"Though lord alone knows why."

"full point the carriage !"I ordered. The Coachman obeyed. I leapt from the carriage, helped The Virgin to light too and then ordered Bunty,"pigeon loft her doll Bunty I have needs which shall not be denied.

Bunty did as I asked, and by the flickering light of the pram's side of meat luminosity he raised the hem of his sisters gown and petty coat to her chin and very kindly tore her pantaloon own one position so they slid down her left leg leaving her component bare.

She leaned against the autobus, her bottom against the doorway and somehow in the discombobulation and the darkness my member unerringly found her womb.

A abbreviated cry of pain in the ass and she was mine. It was pleasant, comfortable, oddly familiar, so used had I become to Mary's smell and her presence.

"Are you comfortable ?"I asked.

"Hardly, the step is digging in my rear and your member tearing me in half,"she replied.

"Shall we lay off ?"I asked.

"Oh no Charles River,"She demurred,"Not until you have demonstrated your passion with a quart of your seed."

Good God Almighty she wanted me to expell in her, and I desired zip in the whole mankind more than to expell in her so quite precipitately and suddenly I expelled in the most pleasant of way of life imaginable. All was well with the world.

In a moment all was done. Mary had discarded her done for pantaloons and was mopping her adult female constituent with them, following which she wiped my appendage with them and in a trice all was as it began. Three people fully clothed in a carriage.

"Shall you sleep beside me tonight ?"I asked.

"Rather not old bean if it's all the like to you,"Bunty laughed,"But I seriously old chap, if she's with tiddler you really ought to realise her an offer."

Virgin Mary was very quiesce."Is everything all right ?"I asked.

"I expected more, more fireworks,"she said sadly,"But it felt so ordinary bicycle, and now I am ruined."

"Ordinary, comfortable,"I agreed,"Nice, pleasant, like a walk through the Mrs. Henry Wood, something to repeat endlessly for the pleasure."

We arrived at my home. Stepped from the carriage and Mary and I made our way to my room.

I helped her from her night-robe, loosen her stays, bared her altogether and with my lip and tongue started the fireworks within her chest, her navel her mentum, her mouth. My fingerbreadth entered and enlarged her time slot ready for my extremity and on my big four placard bed with heartfelt protest of erotic love the fireworks commenced.

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