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UPPER AND LOWER CRUSTS

A fictitious account of a very ancient Manor in which the lords and ladies do decides there’s more to life than social inhibitions, especially with regard to mixing upper crusts with lower ones.  This could be an oratorio, or a madrigal, if sung with feelings, eh?  Whaddya say?

By Izzy Ess Of Inverness

Salubrious glad salutations and friendly greetings did abound in Sir Edward Allenby’s great sitting room, where Lady Windermere and Lady Geneviève were sitting naked on the sofa-chesterfield.  They seemed to be oblivious to their nakedness and to the wonderful effect it had on Sir Edward Allenby and Sir Allen Edwards.  Both of them had bulging groins and were attracted to the private parts of Lady Windermere and Lady Geneviève.  The Butler, James, decided it was time that there was union of the ladies and the gentlemen and so he pulled down bulging trousers of the gentlemen to show their obvious excitement and their throbbing manhoods.  The ladies did take notice and they spread their thighs to take the throbbing manhoods deep into themselves.  The feeling was exciting and the Lady’s honeypots began to lubricate quite vigourously, eh?  The men responded by a piston-like full-driving motion which accentuated their big manhoods and precipitated great deposits of some salty semen from the gentlemen.  The ladies pushed their ample breasts into the faces of the gentlemen, who opened wide their mouths and took a nipple for the fun of it.  They tongued it and did find that their own partners’ lubrication did increase, immensely and immediately.

The butler, James, called for the chambermaid and asked her to undress.  She complied and James dropped all his clothes to show her that he did love her and would like to consummate his love for her with sex.  The chambermaid, Ms. Lucille Luciano, was delighted since she had loved James, immensely, but had never had a chance to show it, see?  This was her chance and she did leap upon it.  She turned and thrust her derriere into his hot groin allowing his great masthead to achieve a bull’s eye.  She thrust and thrust and got our James to let fly a glob of salty semen for his love’s own honeypot.  This, of course, excited all the Lords and Ladies who were watching so intently and they all, of course, renewed their efforts at more inner action with their private parts.  There followed a surprising kind of game, like “Musical Lovers,” where the two Lords and our James, the butler, walked around and sampled each of the two Ladies and Lucille, the chambermaid.  This, of course, was mingling of the upper crusts with lower crusts which was sociologically quite exciting.  James did wink at his Lord Edward who understood the implications of his further actions.

James just rang the call to breakfast rather early and instructed all the lower casted employees to bear their chests and groins and derrieres and stand together in an inner circle holding hands.  Similarly, our Lord Edwards did instruct the upper crust to form an outer circle of bare-chested and bare-bottomed upper crusts while holding hands and slowly walking counter-clockwise to inspect the chests and derrieres and manhoods, lower lips and bulging breasts of all the lower crusts.  After several moments of inspection, in both directions, another bell was rung to start to choose a partner for some unions that were interesting and exciting.  Bedlam did break out as crusts competed with each other to just grab another crust and start to thrust at him or her, both frontally and by the derriere.  Finally, a Peace was had when everyone did get a piece to diddle and to have some fun with lubricated honeypots and massive manhoods, not heretofore experienced.  Everyone applauded and a second round of circles was created with a mixing and a matching of both upper and the lower crusts.  A third and fourth round followed with enthusiasm and the breakfast was not missed, at all.  After seven rounds of just encircling, the hunger overcame the lot of them and they all broke for breakfast, naked at the huge breakfast table in the dining room.

Underneath the table, many hands were still exploring private parts and succeeding in provoking pleasures.  As the food was totally consumed, the crowd of people just sunk down beneath the table and enjoined and did enjoy just everyone who did participate.  Desert was served and just ignored while all the servers jumped beneath the table and joined in to all the sexual frivolities.

Thereafter, in the mansion, everyone participated in the functions of the cleaning and the cooking staff and everyone was just rewarded by assigning such delightful unions with just everyone ensconced in this delightful castle.  Such happiness abounded that no one paid any justifiable attention to the mixing of the crusts.  And all the women did get pregnant while everyone suspected it was James, the Butler who was the sire of all the pregnancies.  When all the babies were delivered it was not James, but it was Edward, Lord of the whole Mansion and Estate.  Ironic, eh?

AMEN AND HALLELUJAH!

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

November 24, 2013