Taking Lucinda's devotee

Set in a Country residence in the 19th Century.

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

"St. James the Apostle 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-time 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 lot you will go blind."he added.

"Father there is no link betwixt testicles and orb save for the commonly used look"Balls"I explained but his brainpower, always supposing he possessed one, was too lame 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 forget, Lucinda a vicious romp who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine lump, who reportedy enjoyed lasciviousness with her female class fellow 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 hour later, even fatty than hitherto and in her trail a sweet slender thing,"young lady Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"seed let us search the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

Pat seemed somewhat devoid of exuberance. 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, one-half naked and to my sodding amazement Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a fireplace encounter handle as |I expected but with her whole fist and voice of her forearm inscrutable inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

"May I join in ?"I asked as I bolted the room access 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 delight,"I observed and I lifted the kneeling Pat's skirt.

"Stop !"Pat cried but it was too late for her long skirts were up and her tush bared.

"Oh halt your objection adult female, clearly you are just a park sporting lady now brace yourself,"I advised as I loosed and dropped my breeches.

succor was infrequent at Cambridge University, every spare part 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 sodomize her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a lambency of moisture from her slot distracted me, why not use the sweet-flavored clean opening rather than the soiled thriftlessness exit of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a minute of arc Pat was royally skewered on my cock. She protested my penetration with a yelping but in all silver dollar I believed it just a token protest and not a life-threatening objection.

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

I worked my hands to her knocker and cupped them and tweaked her teats as I plowed her and as is the way all too soon my metre was come, my bolt blastoff and the moment over.

"I must say Lucinda your lady of pleasure provdes a most satisfactory fuck."I thought kudos was appropriate at this junction having dodged a few shillings whore's fees as I thought.

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

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

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

"But how does he roll in the hay my darling ?"Lucinda enquired.

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

"good lord was I your first ?"I asked.

"Of course of action !"she replied.

"No ‘ Of course'about it, you were fucking Lucinda as I came in, you looked every inch a harlot so how the daemon 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 would be a speech sound starting full stop,"Lucinda opined.

"If chaps had to ask a bye your leave every clock time he fancied a laggard the whole of humankind 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 part 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 daughter, heir to his fortune,"he declared.

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

"What next time ?"misfire Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juices from her fist while dabbing her glower rim with the other hand at one and the like 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 enchanting, her Christian Bible may suffer had their desired effect.

As it was with breeches cast aside and penis 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 shipment up his backside."

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

"With a thicket care yes but not a man's thing,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do expect most rum intertwined like that."

young lady 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 hour ago,"Lucinda protested as she rose to leave,"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,"individual cried and something hit the vertebral column of my head forcing me abstruse into Miss Pattimore which in routine made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me mama !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in ecstasy ?"an aged gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had easily do her an offer and anathemise quickly if you want to survive the end of today."

"founder !"young lady Pattimore insisted,"I don't even know him."

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

I own I was enjoying our dalliance to some excessiveness, my hammer sliding so smoothly in her well lubricated jam, the tip of my turncock just nudging the neck of her womb at each stab exciting me to the utmost until my mind exploded and my source burst forth once more in a torrent to oversupply her parts.

"Damn you all,"Miss Pattison exclaimed,"You know I want to be a missional, how can I be one if I'm with small fry ?"

I looked rhythm 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 nirvana sir I'll have you ignominious balled from every club in Barnsley for this !"and he grabbed father by the throat.

"diaphragm them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them fight,"and I took Miss Pattison's script and knelt before her,"Will you have me ?"

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

"James,"I said,"Pleased to suffer 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 female parent gave me the best present on all.

"James,"she said,"See that mulct upstanding fissure in the morose suit with the fair sex in the laughable hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your actual father, he used to be our landed estate foreman, very cagey, very tender, nothing like the cretin I married."

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

She smiled,"Forbes the Ostler and Jameson the under Samuel Butler if I remember correctly, there have been so many you understand, and your father prefers gentlemen anyway so it suits us both very well, it why I was so please to see you enjoying yourself with affectionately Camilla."

A bully weightiness fell from my articulatio humeri, that fear that I should sire stupid son the like of miniature reading of founding father destined to neglect at every challenge in life and shew thorough dashing hopes was lifted in a moment, and the final stage obstacle to frequent and joyous relation with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left outcast. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be long before she found another young lady but a very long time before she found a man with a desire for a with child fat, rotund, porcine lump. That said there is no explanation for the desires of those wretched soul suffering from sexual perversion so perhaps in the fullness of time even she may find a mate .