Taking Lucinda's Lover

Set in a nation mansion in the 19th Century.

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

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

"No Padre"I admitted,"I have another class 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 so peculiar were his views.

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

"Padre there is no linkup betwixt bollock and eyeballs save for the commonly used expression"lump"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too lame to comprehend.

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

he enquired.

How could I blank out, Lucinda a condemnable tomboy who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine lump, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female classmate 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 of, well your female parent sees her as an admirable peer 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 fat than hitherto and in her trail a sweet slender affair,"young lady Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"Come let us explore 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, one-half naked and to my utter astonishment Pat was attending to Lucinda, not with a hearth skirmish grip as |I expected but with her whole clenched fist and part of her forearm deep inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

"May I join in ?"I asked as I bolted the threshold as they should give done.

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

"Oh stop 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 stove poker, leaving none what so ever for liquor or whoring.

Her can were inviting and to be dependable I intended to bugger her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a gleam of moisture from her time slot distracted me, why not use the fresh fair orifice rather than the grime waste exit of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a minute Pat was royally skewered on my cock. She protested my incursion with a yelp but in all Lunaria annua I believed it just a token dissent and not a serious objection.

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

I worked my work force to her breasts and cupped them and tweaked her teats as I plowed her and as is the way all too soon my meter was come, my bolt shot and the import over.

"I must say Lucinda your whore provdes a most acceptable fuck."I thought praise was reserve at this juncture having dodged a few shillings whore's fees as I thought.

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

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

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

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

"How should I know, I have null with which to compare hims spare a heather grip,"she answered.

"good lord was I your for the first time ?"I asked.

"Of course !"she replied.

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

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

"If chaps had to ask a bye your leave every time he fancied a jab the unit of humanity would die out in a rash of virginity,"I opined.

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

"Of path there is you idiot I just fucked you !"I snapped.

"I say,"a gruff articulation enquired,"Who has been fucking whom ?"

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

"You bloody shoot she is not a whore but Arbuthnot Pattimore's daughter, heir to his fortune,"he declared.

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

"What side by side 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 bridge player at one and the Lapplander time.

"Am I that repulsive ?"I asked.

"Yes,"she said rather impulsively,"I shall accept 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 eyeshot and quite enchanting, her words may stimulate had their desired impression.

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 ?"misfire Pattimore asked.

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

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

"With a brush treat yes but not a man's thing,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do look most queer 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 provide,"If you want me I'll be in the garden."

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

"He forced me mum !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in X ?"an older gentleman enquired,"And you boy, you had better micturate her an offer and damn promptly if you want to survive the end of today."

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

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

I own I was enjoying our flirt to some excess, my shaft sliding so smoothly in her well greased hole, the tip of my cock just nudging the neck of her womb at each thrust exciting me to the utmost until my head exploded and my semen volley forth once more in a waterspout to flood her parts.

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

I looked round as I wiped my prick."Did you plan this ?"I demanded.

My begetter grinned like the idiot he was.

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

"Stop them !"Lucinda cried.

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

"I just did,"she giggled,"Oh I suppose so, if only to celebrate Mama happy, my name 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 don found us a very prissy house near the university and at the reception in the parish Charles Francis Hall my female parent gave me the best present on all.

"James,"she said,"See that fine upstanding chap in the dark suit with the woman in the preposterous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your literal father, he used to be our estate foreman, very canny, very tender, cipher like the idiot I married."

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

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

A great weight fell from my shoulder joint, that fear that I should sire stupid sons the like of illumination translation of father destined to flush it at every challenge in life and demonstrate exhaustive dashing hopes was lifted in a moment, and the terminal obstacle to patronise and joyous coitus with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left outcast. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be tenacious before she found another lady friend but a very long metre before she found a man with a desire for a great fat, rotund, gross lump. That said there is no explanation for the desires of those hapless souls suffering from perversion so perhaps in the voluminousness of time even she may get hold a mate .