Looking for a certain lady | Post Opera (cont) 24/12- Xmas 1677

[Francis Kirke]

"Well, the boarding actions shall commence shortly," Francis replied, a cheeky grin could probably be felt from his lips against her skin. He shifted underneath her for a moment, and he didn't doubt that she could feel the insistence of his cock pressing against her.

 

He was more than ready. Now to see...

 

His hand moved up and over her thigh, questing between them and encouraging her to open them to his touches as his other kneaded one small breast.

 

Was she as wanton as he? If she could not tell him what she wished and when, he was quite certain her body would! His skills with an actual violin might need fine tuning, but he could stroke a woman to a sweet song far better than a violin.

[Caroline Despanay]

There was no turning back now, Caroline suddenly realized. Not that she wanted to, her mind and her body were demanding more of these fabulous sensations. For an instant her eyes might have indicated her awareness of his male organ's brush against her and then she felt his hand down on one thigh then winding it's way between them. She opened herself up then to his explorations, eager to see what he could do to her. His other hand was doing wonderful things to her breast too. What was going to come next?

 

And - when it did - she sighed with enjoyment and whispered, "Oh...yes...keep going...please."

[Francis Kirke]

Francis only felt it right to pleasure the beautiful woman on his lap before the actual deed, because he was not so certain even he was capable of giving a maiden an orgasm whilst bedding her. It only seemed gentlemanly.

 

So, as soon as she opened herself up to him and whispered her encouragements, he said against her ear, "Just relax and enjoy, my lady."

 

His long fingers caressed their way along the inside of her thighs, teasing the sensitive skin surrounding her mound, working their way ever closer to her sex. It was all the restraint he could manage not to dip in a finger immediately to see how wet she was, but her admission had given him reason to coax her slowly and comfortably, instead of plunging her into an unknown territory of drowning masculine desire.

 

Because he could easily flip her over the arm of the chair and pound her right there.

 

Needing not to think about that, his fingers wound their way over her little pleasure nub and circled it before teasing all the secret spots he knew to make sure she was ready for him.

 

"Do you have years of pent up readiness for this?" came his purr-like whisper in her ear, lower than his usual tenor. He finally could not resist the urge to dip his middle finger inside of her while his thumb played with her clit.

 

(Psst - if you have any restrictions on what you want to write out, let me know. I'm an anything goes smutter )

[Caroline Despanay]

As Francis took charge, though gently, kindly not rough, Caroline gave in to his words and even more importantly his actions. He told her to relax but that was hard to do. However one thing was for certain, she was enjoying it all immensely. His every touch as he moved closer to her most private place brought with it new pleasurable sensations. She knew there would be some pain later, but not yet.

 

He whispered into her ear even as he teased her, he was right too. She had waited, forever it seemed in her youthful naivety, for this night. Many said marriage made a girl a woman but she had done that and nothing had happened, well nothing like she had looked forward to. But after tonight, she was certain she would be a woman at least.

 

"Yes...yes! I've been waiting...Francis....but I'm ready now," she replied almost breathlessly.

 

"Ohhhh, god!" she rolled her eyes then gasped.

 

ooc: We don't have to make this too long, it's a historical rpg not soft porn I've done sex scenes before in other games but I played the guy then, this is quite different for me.

[Francis Kirke]

It always stoked a man's ego to hear a woman either call his name or God's name. Needless to say Francis was thoroughly enjoying himself, but every man had his limits. He toyed and teased her for as long as he could, spurred on by her enthusiasm and pleasure, but the bed was calling.

 

"Why don't we go lay down? The bed is far more...accommodating." He leaned down and kissed her neck, before he set her down and took her hand, leading the way.

 

His bed had opulent coverings and a few furs for warmth. Buckingham's coin provided what one would expect for a duke. He paid little mind to any of it, instead pulling everything back for her to climb in.

 

He still needed to rid himself of his breeches and hose.

 

"Ahh, drinks for after, I think." He had chased his servant away for the night, and he had not seen Tommy, his ward, when they returned. That required planning ahead so that he did not need to leave the bed! He took a few hurried strides and grabbed a decanter and a glass. He placed them next to the bed and started taking off his breeches.

[Caroline Despanay]

By the time Francis suggested they move to the bed, Caroline was ready, no make that eager, to comply, "Yes, yes, of course."

 

He took her hand to take her to it but she was needing no leading, at this moment she would have been willing to do it almost anywhere, table, floor, wherever he suggested but yes, the bed made the most sense. As they reached the opulent bed, he paused then to finish disrobing while she impatiently watched. He really was impressive she decided, granted it wasn't like she had a lot to compare him to. Before the breeches were removed, he took a moment to grab them something to drink, for when they were done.

 

"Yes, splendid idea. We can...well, at least I can celebrate being a woman as of tonight," she declared with a smile.

 

Once he was naked, standing there before her, she could not help but look down at his manhood. That was soon going to be inside her? It was both exciting and a bit frightening but she wanted this more than anything in the world right now.

 

"Should I lie down on my back now?" It was still all new to her afterall.

[Francis Kirke]

"Oh we shall surely celebrate," he said, with a grin, his cheeks flushed with some pinkness.

 

He caught her eyes looking down at him and said, "Far more intimidating than it is, I assure you." He shot her a wink as he finished disrobing.

 

Her query caused him to quirk a brow and lean in toward her, "If we were just married, yes, I suppose." He kissed her lips, putting his arms on either side of her. "You can do as you like. There's no wrong thing to do." He kissed her neck. "You can touch me if you wish or if you are craving to celebrate all the sooner, do make yourself comfortable against the pillows."

[Caroline Despanay]

Despite his declaration his male appearance was really not as intimidating as it seemed at first glance, Caroline wasn't so sure. Still, there was no hesitation anymore, she wanted to feel him inside of her, experience every sensation even if it meant temporary pain. Her mother had long ago told her that dissipated fast enough and then the rest was very pleasant. And if it was done right and both lovers in the proper state of mind, it was unbelievable bliss.

 

He moved in close now and assured her there was no specific right or wrong way to go about all this. Yes, mayhaps she was overthinking it all. They kissed then and she pressed into that contact with renewed fervor. Once that broke up he offered her a chance to do something which she certainly wanted to try.

 

"I will then," Caroline gave a quick nod and her right hand explored down his torso until she found her target. It was almost hot in it's warmth and harder than she thought flesh could get as she then slowly stroked it, "Does that please you?"

[Francis Kirke]

Francis rumbled some as her hand moved down his torso, placing absent-minded kisses on her skin as she did so. If he was as young as he looked, he might have had far less patience or control! As it was, he seemed content to let her set the pace.

 

A soft chuckle escaped him at her question. "Of course, my lady." He grinned, "What's not to like." He surely proved that flesh could become quite hard, like suddenly it became solid bone; the miracle of manhood, at least to the man.

 

"Let me lay next to you, and you can explore as you like. It will grow too cold like this," he teased, giving her nipples a tweak between his thumb and finger.

 

He pulled back some of the coverings and climbed in, holding them for her to join him, although perhaps there was no need. His cock might have held them for her too.

 

"Now, where were we?" he asked, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her back near him.

[Caroline Despanay]

Caroline withdrew her hand then from his male member, having for the moment at least satisfied her curiousity even as she noted the effect of her strokes. Amazing really, the human body, the male body. He now suggested the two of them get under the covers in bed, lest the cold spoil their increasingly heated endeavors. Of course she agreed, he was the teacher here, not before squeaking a bit at his playful tweaking of her nipples.

 

"Yes, by all means, let's..." she nodded with a smile.

 

Once they were both lying in each other's embrace, she kissed him and sought his eyes to hold them in place.

 

"I'm enjoying this very much. I hope I do not sound impatient but ....is it time?" she was certain he would know what she meant. She wanted to experience what it was like to have him inside of her, she craved it in fact.

[Francis Kirke]

The thing that most surprised him about virginity was that there was much more talking involved. He was more used to other hints of a lady's readiness! He had thought speaking of it all would be rather stressful.

 

Nevertheless, he chuckled quietly and warmly, kissing her lips cheekily before replying, "Indeed, I was arriving at that." With his words she might notice his cock bumping up against her, announcing an impending arrival as he settled between her legs. One hand encouraged her to raised her legs up some by running up her thick and gently guiding it.

 

Advise one heard as a boy for how to bed one's wife was not precisely how he thought to bed a virgin who was not his wife, and he rather hoped she didn't kick or hit him, because he wasn't using his hands of legs to surreptitiously pin her down.

 

His lips closed around her neck briefly before he kissed his way back to her lips. Not wishing to miss the sights, he opened his eyes as he prepared his coup over her virginity.

 

Having never done this before and not having thought he would need to decide that night, he was unsure if quick or slow was best. Neither rough nor gentle he slid tightly inside of her, pressing into such a warm, tight sheath that he was not sure he could fully trust himself not to lose control. He gasped a breath and only gave a small thrust when he came up against the resistance that must be her maidenhead. He grunted and gasped again when he hit bottom, stilling inside of her at the surge of sensations rolling over his body.

[Caroline Despanay]

He was upon her now, her heart was racing with a combination of excitement and trepidation too, her mind torn between eagerness and nervousness that she might do something wrong and disappoint him. But most of all she was just filled with lust. As he made his last minute manuverings, she felt rather than saw his male member down below then allowed her legs to be adjusted even as he lowered himself to kiss her again.

 

And then it happened, she blinked as she felt him slide inside of her. There was a pressure then she winced at the sudden pain but she knew there would be some, her mother had prepared her for that years earlier with a rather blunt lecture on the physical details. As a girl, that all sounded more scary than desirable but now it was real and she was more than willing to pay the price as it were. She forced a smile though as she would not want him to think her weak and pathetic.

[Francis Kirke]

Francis was far from thinking her weak or pathetic. In fact, he was thinking very little at all. The only thing lingering in the back of his consciousness was not to wreck her. Something needed to ground him into being somewhat gentle toward her virgin condition.

 

When he moved again, he tried to distract her with the feel of his lips and one hand that roamed over the side of her body underneath him. He was warm and his hair curtained around their heads and probably tickled her skin.

 

"After this...it shall be far more...pleasurable," he breathed in between rumbles caused by the squeeze of her around him. "So long...as...you have...a...generous lover," he added with a soft chuckle.

 

He went silent for some time aside from soft grunts of concentration from keeping himself from giving in to the desire to drive her into the bed. He could wait for that with great pleasure.

 

"Perhaps even...take charge yourself." Yes, she would be much liberated at this libertine court if she wished to be. He was almost tempted to roll over and see what she might do, but it seemed cruel to prolong his pleasure at the expense of what much be quite sore. Again, he could wait for that with great pleasure. There was plenty of time for diversion at court.

 

"There is much...to...explore...and you are...glorious." He smiled down at her, his words punctuated by his body.

 

It was only some minutes later that he proved more insistent, kissing her as he came down with a few pointed thrusts. He pulled his lips away, his forehead touching hers, as he finished with half-growl and half-rumble.

 

He stilled and took a few deep breaths before smiling.

[Caroline Despanay]

Moments later they lay there cuddled together, the deed done. The truth of it was there had been some pain but there also had been a most incredible pleasure too, the first worth it for the latter. Caroline was relaxed now as she just studied the handsome features of her lover's face. Not that she was so naïve to think of Francis as a romantic love interest. She had wanted him for the basic desire, for lust, and he had more than happily obliged. She did like him but as a friend and benefactor, they were not in love...whatever that really was anyhow? Caroline had not as of yet been in love, least as she had heard and read about it. Many times she wondered if she ever would be? Mayhaps her first disastrous marriage had killed romance for her forever much as she had killed her husband forever? Still, on this night she felt very pleased, even content.

 

"So....I am a real woman now...and it is thanks to you. Yet again I owe you so much, Francis. I doubt I ever will be able to repay you but if it is ever in my power to do so you have but to ask," she softly spoke to him then leaned in and kissed him on his cheek.

[Francis Kirke]

"A funny phrase, do you not think?" he said with a chuckle as he lay there, bathed in a warmth he was quite familiar with and that she was just learning to know.

 

"I assure you that you will find you are the same lady tomorrow as today," he added. A cheeky grin rolled off after.

 

With a pleasing hum, he turned to her after she kissed his cheek.

 

"You owe me nothing, my dear. If you wish to promise me aught at all, simply your friendship will do...and perhaps a repeat performance so that you might appreciate all that I might offer, for I daresay if you look for a libertine time, there is far more than the first stroke of the pen to put the climax on the story."

[Caroline Despanay]

"Oh? No, I do not find it funny," Caroline mildly differed with the man, it had been important to her and now she had gotten what she had longed for. Not unsurprisingly, he did not see it that way though.

 

"You may think it so but I know I will feel differently," she assured him with a smile then kissed him on the cheek.

 

Caroline wanted him to know how deeply she appreciated all he had done for her - not simply just this night - since they had first met with her arrival in London. She promised him her gratitude was more than just words but she would be willing to do whatever it took to repay him for his kindness. He sloughed it off wanting no repayment as she half expected he would.

 

"But you already have my eternal friendship I hope you realize," she protested again with a smile, "And yes, we must do this again sometime. I am certain such a great teacher as yourself has more he can show me. I will be an attentive student."

[Francis Kirke]

"You have always been quite real," he replied. It was the words, not the notion he found somewhat entertaining. "Perhaps you are now an enlightened woman, but no less real." He smiled lazily and contentedly.

 

Running his hand down her body, he said, "There is much I can show you and share with you. Some teaching but more frank exploration. I your blank parchment to experiment on without judgment. The secret notes that turn out a great work, perhaps."

 

He could surely teach her many thing and enjoy it the entire while.

 

"That is to say that I am yours, my dear, your inducement to all the pleasures of the merry court, as I promised. I do not doubt your friendship."

 

(OOC - shall we fade out this round?)

[Caroline Despanay]

Caroline smiled, "And thus far all that you have promised, you have delivered upon. Especially this night. I trust you, Francis, in all things."

 

And with that they started up again, exploring, experiencing each other with renewed interest and pleasure.

 

ooc: I agree, good place to end here then? Thanks for the thread!