pyrotechnic ..

I saw her across the crowded ball room. Gliding effortlessly around the floor, like a dame of heaven. Delectable. A Swan like neck, perfect embrace, sparkling blue air eyes, beau ideal in human form. Dressed in an exquisitely tailored robe of a vivid green hue with ermine trimmings, my pith skipped a beat.

Suddenly my whole being yearned to attain out to her, to unwrap her swirling testicle nightie, to extract her perfect bosoms to palpate their firm softness to slew off her underthings and unlace her stays, to run my fingers around her softness, to stroke her silky inner thighs and to take her for my pleasure.

But how to make her acquaintance ? One can not after all merely walk up to a Young and very eligable dame to whom one has not been introduced and suggest a spot of lewd and rampant fornication. Not in polite society.

Bunty Burlingham was at my berm as always and his babe Mary was as common hovering nearby, they seemed almost joined at hip. Bunty was an good-humoured plenty cove and often we found our way to the same parties and balls, quite in all likelihood because I often dived into my own sack when government note were to be paid whereas Bunty ah, did not.

Virgin Mary was such a plebeian companion that I generally failed to take business relationship of the fact that she was actually a girl, I generally treated her as one of the chaps.

Thus it was that I quite cruelly asked the inquiry,"dearest god who is that delectable creature ?"in Mary's presence whilst pointing at the vision of lovliness.

Mary followed my regard, in her heighten dog she was near my own peak,"That,"she averred,"Is Lady Eliza Crawford. Her Father of the Church owns one-half of Bradford or some such provincial town."

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

"Never,"I replied,"If I can face up to Bonaparte I can overcome any clean ma'am defenses."

"Jacques Charles, your integral regiment spent the unit of the battle of waterloo in reserve,"Mary reminded me.

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

"The girl, get me an entry,"I ordered.

"employment your wizard old daughter,"Bunty suggested.

Mary sighed and ventured forth.

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

I had no doubt The Virgin would fetch the vision of loveliness, my own status was well known as my father had wisely drunk himself to oblivion to insulate himself from mothers barbed lingua and compounded it by driving his own coach and four into the river Mersey at full-of-the-moon gallop, apparently mistaking it for the Manchester toll road. Fortunately the horses survived, though he did not.

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

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

"But of track,"Madonna declared.

My member was stiffened by cerebration of poling the wench, even the opinion of kissing her sweet lips was rousing me. Rousing me in a most uncomfortable manner as space to widen within my rear of tube was most severely limited.

I sought to rearrange my underthings.

Mary saw my discomposure."Charles please !"she hissed, and then taking compassion on me she added,"exterior, now !"

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

We stepped through the"Fench windowpane,"one of many glazed doors leading on to the raised walkway which ran around the outside of the building some various foundation 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 place for important person to take the air when the standard atmosphere became warmed to excess.

My member was really rearing now with the anticipation 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 buttons on my fly. Her perfumed 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 gibe while the other cupped my balls."Is that better,"she whispered, as she gently squeezed my balls and itch my shaft.

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

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

I felt her breath on my neck, her sass touched my ear, I imagined it was Eliza's lips, Eliza's manus, no I imagined it was Eliza's womb gripping my extremity not Mary's hand. It was enticing and I luxuriated in the sentiency and indeed my spill was soon approaching on undulation of ecstasy.

The 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 neat parabola to land in the street below.

"punter ?"Mary enquired.

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

The following matter 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 gentleman consorted with madam, or perhaps women in the shadow or against the parapet in various stages of flagrante.

"I say, Mary is no harlot, she is my, ah,"I blustered, I knew not what to say, Mary had kindly eased my tension on numerous occasions, I never questioned why.

"Fiancé, we are betrothed,"Virgin Mary ventured.

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

"My sincerest apologia,"the chap apologised and retreated with considerable alacrity.

"I am so sorry,"I apologised.

"There is no penury to apologise,"Mary simpered,"I accept."

"What ?"I queried.

"Your 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 wish to punt her ?"Blessed Virgin asked.

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

"Have your punt deep inside her, thrusting, probing,"Mary teased.

"Virgin Mary have some decorum !"I insisted.

"decorum,"she laughed,"It was you who had your extremity waving around and spewing forth your semen over the balusters a mo ago."

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

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

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

"Your unpaid whore more in all likelihood,"she replied,"Well Charles, no to a greater extent hands, adjacent fourth dimension 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 hand, next meter you need relief you must bed me, you must please me as you take your own joy and thereafter piss me an offer or fight duel with Bunty for my honour."

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

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

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

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

"A dance,"I replied.

"Well I have it on good authority you wish to pole me !"Eliza expounded,"Well sir I am not a prostitute,"she snapped,"And you are by far the least likely valet de chambre, or indeed man, to ever find my favour."

I was shocked by her uncomely outburst.

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

Somehow her anger diminished entirely my desire to punt her.

"I thank you for your frank appraisal,"I replied,"Your suggestion has merit, shall we conjoin Mary ?"

"No Charles I you are quite drunk,"Mary insisted,"Come away before you do something we shall regret."

"Drunk on love !"I laughed.

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

"Get the carriage Bunty,"Blessed Virgin ordered. Bunty saw the good sense of it and went to seek my carriage.

We collected our cloaks and stake forth into the night, the charabanc and four awaited us and we stepped aboard, Bunty facing the rear and The Virgin 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.

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

"The Virgin !"I protested.

"Your turn, my teats would welcome some attending if you have a moment."she countered.

"Don't trouble on my constituent, you can have your way with her standing on your heads for all I care,"Bunty opined.

"No, I think not,"I demurred.

"Up my skirts then, feel my cushy silky thighs, my warm diffused silky thigh,"she teased,"Ease your finger's breadth inside me, film my honour,"she challenged.

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

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

"But Mary I have nothing but the utmost respect for you,"I pleaded,

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

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

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

"Virgin 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 dentition as she pressed my header 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 breasts, I failed. I grasped her gown firmly and went to shoot it from her but the stitching held.

"If I may make a proffer,"Bunty chipped in,"waiting until you get home, undress completely and fornicate lewdly yet privately in Charles's bed.

"Uggh,"The Virgin agreed and she climbed off me."What must I do to experience the joy of conjunction."

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

"Stop the carriage !"I ordered. The Coachman obeyed. I leapt from the carriage, helped The Virgin to climb down too and then ordered Bunty,"attic her skirt Bunty I have penury which shall not be denied.

Bunty did as I asked, and by the flickering illumination of the equipage's face spark he raised the hem of his sisters gown and petty coats to her Chin and very kindly tore her pantaloons own one side so they slid down her left leg leaving her parts bare.

She leaned against the bus, her bottom against the doorway and somehow in the confusion and the darkness my fellow member unerringly found her womb.

A brief cry of pain in the ass and she was mine. It was pleasant, well-fixed, oddly familiar, so used had I become to Blessed Virgin's aroma and her presence.

"Are you well-situated ?"I asked.

"Hardly, the gradation is digging in my back and your extremity tearing me in half,"she replied.

"Shall we discontinue ?"I asked.

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

goodness Godhead she wanted me to expell in her, and I desired nothing in the whole human race more than to expell in her so quite precipitately and suddenly I expelled in the most pleasant of direction conceivable. All was well with the world.

In a moment all was done. Madonna had discarded her ruined Pantaloon and was mopping her womans parts with them, following which she wiped my fellow member with them and in a trice all was as it began. Three citizenry fully clothed in a carriage.

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

"Rather not old bonce if it's all the same to you,"Bunty laughed,"But I seriously old chap, if she's with youngster you really ought to make her an offer."

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

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

"ordinary bicycle, well-off,"I agreed,"Nice, pleasant, like a walk of life through the woods, something to repeat endlessly for the pleasure."

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

I helped her from her gown, undid her stays, bared her completely and with my mouth and natural language started the firework within her tit, her omphalus her Chin, her mouthpiece. My fingers entered and enlarged her slot ready for my member and on my big four poster bed with earnest protestation of love the pyrotechnic commenced.

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