by G Scott Gray
“Then consult an attorney,” said Darcy with a shrug.
“I have no money for an attorney, you know that.”
“Indeed. So, you have never been unfaithful with another woman?”
“No.”
“What about with another man. That was not stipulated in the contract.”
“Another man? Are you insane, Darcy? Of course I haven’t. What kind of man would I be if I had?”
“Just a man, Wickham, just a man. You should try it. If you don’t like it, no harm done. If you do, then you open up a world of possibilities.”
Wickham drank a second measure of brandy and looked at Darcy closely.
“Have you done it, Darcy?” he said softly. “With another man I mean.”
“I’ve taken pleasure with men when my wife has been incapacitated, if you catch my drift.”
“I think I do, Darcy. But doesn’t that make you…you know?”
Darcy shrugged.
“It’s merely a word, Wickham. What does it matter if I need to expend my lust and it happens to be with a member of the male sex? It felt good at the time and fulfilled a need.”
The more Wickham listened, the more intrigued he became.
“Would you consider it again?” he said.
“Perhaps,” said Darcy.
He realised that Wickham was beginning to fall under his spell. The plan was working.
“It’s strange,” he went on, “because Mrs Darcy is incapacitated at the moment. She became ill a few days ago and has isolated herself in a separate bed chamber. I have to confess I am missing her touch. We enjoy marital relations with full vigour, and I am becoming a little frustrated with unquenched lust.”
“So, what are you going to do about it?”
“Nothing,” said Darcy. “I will just have to endure it until she is fully recovered.”
“I see. So there is nobody with whom you can expend your lust and relieve your frustrations?”
“No. The only persons here are Mr and Mrs Collins.”
“And myself and Lydia,” hinted Wickham.
“Yes of course. Yourself and Mrs Wickham.”
“But you said you would never be unfaithful to your wife with another woman.”
“What are you driving at, Wickham?”
The brandy had warmed Wickham inside. The enforced lockdown had made him a little reckless too.
“Why not expend your lusts with me?”
“With you, Wickham?”
“Why not? After all, you said yourself it was merely something which spent your lust while your wife is unavailable.”
“Yes I did, didn’t I”?
“For, you see, I have been unable to satisfy myself with Lydia for the last few days. It is the time of her bleeding.”
Darcy smiled to himself. He realised that Wickham was on the point of offering himself to him. He cared not a fig that he was doing something forbidden by law or which might cause scandal. All he knew was that this was an opportunity to spill his seed and ease his frustration. At the same time, he would be able to punish Wickham. Not only that but he would have Wickham at his advantage in the future and would finally be revenged for his sister.
“Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting, Wickham?”
Wickham trembled and took another sip of brandy.
“Yes. Use me, Darcy. Love me from behind as if I were a woman.”
Darcy did not hesitate. If the love between Lizzy and Charlotte was sweet, soft, delicate, romantic and loving, then this was the direct opposite. There was no tenderness and no words were exchanged once Darcy had instructed Wickham to remove his trousers and undergarments. He strode across the room and turned Wickham around and pushed him down onto the bed. He then quickly pulled down his own tight trousers and white linen undergarments. Wickham got a single glance of Darcy’s hard cock and shuddered when he saw its length and girth.
Darcy roughly pulled Wickham’s legs apart. He dipped his fingers in the glass of brandy and used it as a makeshift emollient, working it briefly into Wickham’s anus. Then, as Wickham planted his palms down on the bed in order to brace himself, Darcy placed himself behind, his thighs touching his buttocks. He made no attempt to be gentle but pushed himself into Wickham’s ass in one powerful thrust. To his great pleasure, Wickham squealed like a pig. Darcy smiled to himself and thrust in and out with powerful work from his hips. He fucked Wickham like a whore, fast, hard and rough. He knew that every stroke brought pain to his enemy. It was also pleasing to his own manhood in a purely mechanical and impersonal way. Faster and harder, he fucked Wickham’s arse. It brought him much satisfaction, not merely physical but also warmed his spirit inside, knowing that each thrust of his big cock brought pain to the other man.
He could feel the warm, wonderful approach of climax. He made no attempt to slow down however, as all he wished to do was spurt forth thereby bringing himself relief and throwing off his lustful needs. When Lizzy was recovered, he would make love to her properly as man and wife should, with loving words and tender glances. But not now. Each thrust of his cock brought climax closer until he passed the point whence no return is possible and with a heavy grunt and one last thrust, spilled his seed directly into Wickham’s rear passage.
He finished as abruptly as he began. He pulled himself from Wickham and swiftly dressed himself and fastened his trousers.
Still in a state of shock after what had just happened, Wickham raised himself from the bed. He turned to Darcy who looked at him with his usual contempt. There was pain and hatred in Wickham’s eyes too. But his own member betrayed him. For, he was erect and had clearly found the experience exciting albeit painful.
Darcy poured a measure in Wickham’s glass and handed it to him brusquely.
“Here, you’d better have a drink. Now, dress yourself, man.”
With some difficulty, Wickham pulled up his undergarments and trousers.
“You may think you have bested me, Wickham,” said Darcy, “by enjoying my hospitality gratis. However, I will always have you at my advantage.”
“What do you mean, Darcy?” sneered Wickham.
“Just this. After what happened, I feel no shame whatsoever. I am comfortable in my masculinity. What I did was solely to bring myself release and rid myself of my lust while my wife is isolated. I knew it pained you and that is a bonus. But what I will gain satisfaction from in future years is the thought that you, a man filled with insecurities concerning his manliness, took my big cock in his arsehole. You will be tormented by the memory of it for the rest of your days.”
Wickham looked at him with eyes that blazed with hate. Darcy grinned at him.
“Goodbye, Wickham. Enjoy the rest of your stay.”
In excellent spirits, Darcy returned to the main part of Pemberley. He wondered how Lizzy was feeling now. He went up to her bedroom and knocked on the door.
“Who is it?” she said
“Your husband.”
“Come in, darling.”
Darcy entered the room. Lizzy was propped up in bed and looked much better.
“How are you feeling, Lizzy?” he said.
“Fully recovered and getting my strength back I think.”
“That’s excellent news. I’ll have something sent up. Some cuts of meat, some cheeses and some hot tea. We can eat together.”
While they waited for the food they talked happily. Darcy was relieved that his wife was feeling better, for he did not like to see her ill and in distress. There was a knock at the door. It was a servant with platters of food and a warming pot of tea.
“Thank you, Poole. By the way, is there any news from the village concerning the pestilence.”
“The magistrate’s man has just delivered a note, sir. It says that there have been no fresh cases for some time. It appears the disease has worn itself out or moved on. In any event, the lockdown is to end. He says we can resume our normal lives on Saturday.”
“Thank you, Poole.”
“Isn’t it
wonderful, Fitzwilliam? It’s all over. We can get back to normal.”
“It’s marvellous news, my love. Now, have something to eat and drink. You need to get your strength back.”
“I’m sure Mr Collins will be happy,” said Lizzy. “I’m not so sure about Charlotte though.”
“Why? What do you mean?”
Lizzy told him about her and Charlotte. How they had made love in their bedchamber, twice. She had mentioned it before but had been a little vague about the details. Now she was frank and told him everything. How she had explored Mrs Collins with her tongue and made her climax for the first time, hard and heavy. And then she related how Charlotte had reciprocated and how good she had been on her very first attempt and how she had brought her (Lizzy) to the very height of pleasure.
He waited patiently while she told him everything.
“You don’t mine do you, darling?”
“Of course not. But I trust you will be understanding when I tell you what just happened between myself and Wickham.”
He told her every detail too. His narrative was much shorter than hers because the act itself was over so much more quickly than the love shared between Lizzy and Charlotte. Lizzy was not shocked in the least, in fact she found his narrative amusing.
“I love that you’re so comfortable with your masculinity, darling,” she said. “though I imagine Wickham will torture himself for much time to come.”
“I certainly hope so.”
Saturday came at last. Darcy had ordered carriages to take their guests home.
Darcy shook hands with Mr Collins.
“Thank you so much for having me, Mr Darcy,” said Collins. “And my dear wife of course.”
“It was our pleasure, Mr Collins,” said Darcy, his teeth slightly gritted.
Lizzy and Charlotte made their own secret farewell.
“I’ve had a most wonderful time. Lizzy,” said Charlotte, a little sadly. “I only wish I could have stayed longer.”
“Goodbye, Charlotte. I do hope Mr Collins starts now to give you the attention you deserve as his wife.”
“I am not too hopeful, Lizzy.”
“Then perhaps you can visit us at Pemberley again. Or we could visit you.”
“I look forward to it, Lizzy. My loins will be aching until I see you again.”
“I’m truly sorry, Charlotte.”
“Mind you, there is a very pleasant woman who cleans for us. She has glanced at me and given me coy little smiles before. I think I know why now. And I think I will ensure we become better acquainted.”
As their carriage set off, Darcy and Lizzy returned their cheery waves.
A few minutes later another carriage pulled up for Wickham and Lydia.
Lydia said a tearful farewell to her sister but was surprised when Darcy shook her husband’s hand in vigorous fashion.
“Thank you for having us both, Mr Darcy,” said Lydia.
“It was my pleasure having you stay at Pemberley, Mrs Wickham. Wickham, it was most enjoyable to have you.”
Lydia could not help but notice that Wickham winced when he heard Darcy’s words, but she had no idea why.
The carriage left and Darcy and Lizzy were left alone at last. It had been a gruelling few weeks in some ways. Having to listen to Mr Collins was somewhat irksome, particularly when he used them as a sounding board for one of his wretched sermons. However, there had been advantages too. Lizzy and Charlotte had discovered the joys of womanly love together which had left them both happy and fulfilled. Darcy was pleased by what had happened during the lockdown period. He had taken from behind Mr George Wickham. Not only had he brought physical pain to his hated enemy but he had caused him humiliation and had taken revenge on behalf of his sister Georgiana at last. Every time he met Wickham from now on he would greet him with a cool smile and enjoy watching him squirm in embarrassment. And, he had to admit, he had rather enjoyed the experience of having anal intercourse with him, rough, hard and dirty.
“Well, Lizzy,” he said, “it has been a strange time hasn’t it?”
“Yes, Fitzwilliam. It has been interesting indeed. However, now we are alone at last. Furthermore, I am fully recovered now and my strength has returned.”
“Excellent, Lizzy. Shall we retire to our bedchamber. I would like to do to you what you did to Mrs Collins.”
“That sounds agreeable, my love. And I would like to do to you what you did to Mr Wickham…”
BY THE SAME AUTHOR
EROTIC CLASSIS - BASED ON CLASSIC NINETEENTH CENTURY NOVELS
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