Taking Lucinda's buff

Set in a Country Mansion in the 19th Century.

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It was late 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 class studying at Oxford University 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 fate you will go blind."he added.

"male parent there is no link betwixt testicles and eyeball save for the commonly used formula"ball"I explained but his brain, always supposing he possessed one, was too weakly to comprehend.

"Well your mamma has arranged for Lucida to remain for the weekend, you do call back Lucinda don't you ?"

he enquired.

How could I forget, Lucinda a cruel tomboy who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A rotund porcine hunk, who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her female classmates to such inordinateness that even the Cheltenham girs school was forced to expell her.

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

"So you do call up, well your female parent 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 trail a perfumed slender thing,"missy Pattimore, I call her Pat,"Lucinda laughed,"Come let us explore the bed room."and she whisked Pat away.

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

I left a decent interval and went upstairs myself. I knocked on their chamber 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 brush hold as |I expected but with her unharmed clenched fist and percentage of her forearm deep inside Lucinda's distended womb entry.

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

"Out !"Lucinda cried, though she was somewhat halter 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.

"halt !"Pat cried but it was too late for her long chick were up and her buttocks bared.

"Oh bar your protest woman, clearly you are just a rough-cut 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 fire hook, leaving none what so ever for liquor or whoring.

Her tail were inviting and to be true I intended to sodomise her royally as she pleasured Lucinda but a gleam of moisture from her slot distracted me, why not use the sweet unclouded porta rather than the soiled waste release of the anus.

So the die was cast and within half a minute of arc Pat was royally skewered on my rooster. She protested my penetration with a yelp but in all silver dollar I believed it just a token dissent and not a serious objection.

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

I worked my hand to her chest and cupped them and tweaked her teats as I plowed her and as is the way all too soon my time was come, my bolt shot and the moment over.

"I must say Lucinda your whore provdes a most satisfactory fuck."I thought congratulations was appropriate at this articulation having dodged a few shillings whore's fees as I thought.

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

"No William James, she is my friend, in fact I am her chaperon !"Lucinda laughed excitedly,"So what do you call back of my James ?"she asked.

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

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

"How should I know, I have zero with which to compare hims keep a heather handgrip,"she answered.

"Good Godhead was I your first ?"I asked.

"Of course of study !"she replied.

"No ‘ Of course'about it, you were fucking Lucinda as I came in, you looked every inch a whore so how the ogre 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 sound starting compass point,"Lucinda opined.

"If crack had to ask a bye your allow every clip he fancied a poke the whole of humanity would die out in a rash of virginity,"I opined.

"Oh lord there is goo 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 whore 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 clock time ?"Miss Pattimore snarled, which I admit annoyed me, as she was wiping Lucinda's juices from her fist while dabbing her lower brim with the early hand 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 border of the bed dabbing herself as she spoke, her sex clearly on sentiment and quite enthralling, her words may take 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 men 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 fill-in from former valet shooting their load up his backside."

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

"With a brush handle yes but not a man's matter,"Lucinda insisted and added,"You do await most peculiar intertwined like that."

Miss Pattimore groaned,"Oh Lucy I am on firing,"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 60 minutes ago,"Lucinda protested as she rose to leave,"If you want me I'll be in the garden."

Her going opened the room access and suddenly we were surrounded by Peeping Tom."Unhand her you brute,"soul cried and something hit the back of my nous forcing me deeper into Miss Pattimore which in turn of events made her cry out in pleasure.

"He forced me Mama !"she exclaimed.

"So why are you smiling and gasping in ecstasy ?"an elderly valet enquired,"And you boy, you had better pass water her an go and damn quick if you want to pull through the end of today."

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

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

I own I was enjoying our dalliance to some excess, my cock sliding so smoothly in her well lubricated hole, the tip of my cock just nudging the neck of her womb at each thrust exciting me to the maximum until my judgement exploded and my seed burst Forth River once more in a deluge to flood her parts.

"tinker's dam you all,"Miss Pattison exclaimed,"You know I want to be a missionary, how can I be one if I'm with shaver ?"

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

My father grinned like the changeling he was.

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

"Stop them !"Lucinda cried.

"Ha,"I snorted,"Let them fight,"and I took fille 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 name is Camilla by the way."

"St. James,"I said,"Pleased to meet you."

So we were wed, a big ceremony in the church building near where she lived, her father found us a very dainty home near the university and at the receipt in the parish anteroom my mother gave me the best nowadays on all.

"St. James,"she said,"See that fine upstanding chap in the black suit with the woman in the ridiculous hat ?"

I looked, he looked familliar, she continued,"He's your real Father of the Church, he used to be our estate boss, very clever, very tender, nada like the cretin I married."

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

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

A capital weight fell from my shoulder joint, that fear that I should get stupid sons the like of miniature versions of father destined to fail at every challenge in lifespan and essay thorough disappointments was lifted in a moment, and the net obstacle to frequent and joyous sex act with Camilla was dispelled.

Sadly Lucinda was left pariah. She had lost her slave but I fancied it would not be long before she found another missy but a very hanker time before she found a man with a desire for a great fat, rotund, porcine lump. That said there is no explanation for the desires of those poor souls suffering from perversion so perhaps in the fullness of time even she may find oneself a mate .