'M' New friends and good beer (Countess)

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Bresthra looked so breath taking leaned back, propped up on her elbows. The light of the moon and the the candles danced across her ebony smooth skin. In this light she looked perfectly like the night creature that she was. So warm and mysterious, full of pleasure and wonder. Just how exactly he was lucky enough to stumble across her was a mystery to Weston. He wasn't going to question though, he was just going to enjoy this night that the gods seemed gracious enough to bless him with.

"Only if you want to." Had been her answer to his question. It took him a moment to register that she had spoken he was so besot with her beauty. "Of course I want to." He stated to her as if there was no other answer. Weston's body was telling him to just take her now, but he was more of a gentleman than that. Something told him that Bresthra wouldn't care if he didn't please her with his mouth, but she was kind enough to do it to him, so he wanted to return the favor.

He bent down and kissed her flat stomach, then he trailed his kissed lower. His hands, he placed on her thighs. Then he ran them down to her knees to spread her legs apart a bit farther. Weston would never admit it but he was in fact very nervous. He'd never pleased a woman in this way before and he was afraid that he wouldn't be very good at it. One never knew till they tried though. His lips trailed lower until they reached right above her most sensitive of areas. He was teasing her a bit, he knew, but a part of it was hesitation. Finally he got the courage and trailed his lips down all the way. The taste that assaulted his tongue was like the sweetest honey he'd every eaten. Then he started using his tongue on her, slowly and gently, running small circles over the most sensitive area.

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There was something very personal about exposing oneself to another, allowing them to see what most others do not. And while this made some nervous, to Bresthra, it was all about the exploration. While there was a flutter in her stomach as he knelt, it could've been attributed to anticipation. No matter how confident one could be, there was always the seed of doubt. Always that brief flicker of 'what if' that made her wonder if he would enjoy what he was about to do, of if it was out of obligation. She hoped that wasn't the case...

Of course, that train of thought derailed and blew up when he kissed along her stomach, steadily going lower. Each one had her heart skipping a beat and her breath hitching in her throat. Closer and closer, the more sensitive her skin became. His breath tickled a little, drawing a smile as she watched him. It was more erotic to see the path he took, to watch his lips press against her before lowering between her legs. Bresthra's eyes closed, head tilted back, all out of response to his very warm tongue against her. Her hands gripped the blanket beneath her, fighting the urge to both draw away because of the assault on her nerves, and bury her hands in his hair to keep him there because it felt so... so wonderful. Lost in the feel of his mouth, her arms eventually gave out so she lay flat. The abrupt change made her chuckle breathlessly before encouraging with a purr, "That feels so very good."

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Weston didn't know why he hadn't pleasured a woman like this before. It was wonderful, but he knew that a lot of men didn't like pleasing women with their mouths. That was selfish of them, he thought, he also thought that they were crazy. "That feels so very good." Bresthra purred to him after a breathy chuckle. This response made him smile and reply, "Good. I'm not done yet."

To prove this he went back to what he was doing. He moved his tongue faster, changing from circles to back and forth and side to side. His hands roamed up and down her sides, enjoying the feel of her skin but most of his mind was concentrated on what he was tasting. Taking one hand he moved it to the inside of her legs. Weston wasn't very skilled in love making, but he thought that if he used both his tongue and his fingers it would feel even better. His hand caressed her inner thigh before joining his tongue in rubbing her most sensitive of areas. She was so warm and wet for him, it was driving him crazy. He took one finger and inserted it in her, then started moving it in and out slowly. A small moan escaped his lips as he imagined what it would feel like to be inside of her.

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It took all of her will not to succumb to him. She wanted to. Was tempted beyond it all to let his mouth be the end of her. But Bresthra never gave in that easily. Even if every fiber of her wanted to. Each flick of his tongue had her gasping for breath, muscles tensed and relaxed rapidly. It was heavenly, wonderful, and so very erotic for his mouth to be on her most private of places. Her hands gripped the bed beneath her, fisting in the covers as she fought to gain some control over her body. Experience, or the lack there of, didn't seem to have hindered him any. Weston was eager enough to taste her that Bresthra was driven mad with the pleasure of it.

Then a finger joined his mouth in their attack of her, and she found no reason to fight anymore. Breathlessly, she warned him, "If you keep that up, I'll be undone." Whether he wanted in her for that, or if he was happy with making her surrender with his mouth, either worked for Bresthra. Because even if she came now, or blessed Sharess in a breath or so, she'd still have Weston in her before the night was over. She'd have to after this.

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Weston backed off a bit as she said, "If you keep that up, I'll be undone." He didn't stop what he was doing with his fingers however. Softly he giggled, a small sensual giggle. Never before could he remember giving a woman this much pleasure. He was personally enjoying every moment of it. He debated 'undoing' her with his mouth, but a part of him wanted her to come with him in her.

So he got up off his knees and leaned over her. "I can't wait any longer, love. I have to have you now." He said. His mind was clear enough to think that perhaps they should scoot all the way onto the bed before they got to involved with each other to move. Wes climbed into bed next to her and then pulled her around to lay length wise with him on the very comfy bed. By this time he had forgotten all about their slight height difference, she was simply perfect.

Gently he gave her passionate kisses as his hands roamed over her body. He had enough of foreplay however and was very ready to get down to the more serious business. Keeping his lips locked with hers, he maneuvered his body over hers. With his legs he spread her legs farther apart to allow him room. Then he lowered down and with one hand, guided himself into her awaiting warmth. He knew she wasn't a virgin, so he wasn't worried about hurting her. He buried himself all the way in and then rested all of his weight on her. He didn't dare move though, he was close enough from just entering her as it was. "Oh gods, Bresthra. You feel so good."

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"I can't wait any longer, love. I have to have you now." That was exactly what she wanted to hear. Her body was tingling from pleasure, pinpricks of it drawing her muscles to tense every so often. She fought the warmth that pooled in her lower abdomen though, refusing to succumb yet. Moving around helped settle that weight of sensation that remained dammed, ready to break. Bresthra was able to level her breathing even if her heart hammered with excitement. Her body was quickly pressed to his though, so she was not left wanting. Bresthra's lips met his, leaning into the kiss as she felt his hands roam the expanse of her ebony skin. An act that she repaid in kind, brushing the tips of her fingers along his hips and sides.

Unwilling to break the kiss, Bresthra shifted with little fuss, situating her legs around him. He didn't tease, didn't wait, and as soon as he was settled, pushed into her highly sensitive body. It was enough, the warm friction, to make her squirm and wiggle her hips some. He felt so hot, invasive but in such a good way. One of her legs hooked around his hips, leaving herself open to him while intending to keep him close. But he didn't try to pull away. Didn't move. It drove her mad. Bresthra could only stand a breath or so of this stillness before she gasped, attempting to wiggle her hips and make him move, "Weston, please." She needed him, wanted him, and blessed Sharess, he was killing her with how still he was being.

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"Weston, please." Bresthra breathed into his ears. It was almost enough to drive him over the edge, but he maintained himself. She didn't have to explain anymore for him to know what it was she was wanting of him and he planned to fully give her what she wanted. He just needed to compose himself so he didn't make an embarrassment of himself. Positioning himself so he could move better, he then began slowing moving in and out of her. He wanted to enjoy and savor the feeling of him moving in her. It was better than he ever thought it could be.

(sorry fail)