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The French. Most Pokemon seem to have a sort of love-hate relationship with them. We love their wine. We love their food. We love their kissing. But there seems to be some kind of history with everyone hating the French. We tend to portray them as arrogant, cigarette-smoking Pokemon, but ones who are great lovers. If the French are great lovers, then this is a story of one who was an excellent lover - My girlfriend, Angelique the Lopunny.

One day, Angelique came home with some roses and some wine. I knew she wanted to be a romantic that night, but I wasn't exactly sure why. Was she trying to apologize for something? Did she just want to give me roses? Or was she just horny and wanted to seduce me? I wasn't sure, but just thinking about it was giving me a headache.

"Hey babe," said Angelique.

"Hey. What are the roses for?", I asked.

"Oh Jessica, you silly Weavile! They're for you!"

"They're beautiful. Thank you!"

"How about some wine tonight, Jessica?"

"That sounds lovely."

While Angelique went to go get the wine glasses, I looked at the bottle of wine she bought. I knew it was just going to be the same wine she usually bought, but I just couldn't resist looking at it.

"So I see you're buying the same typical French wine," I said.

"Well, at least I don't always put shrimp on the barbeque," said Angelique.

"Ha ha ha. Funny."

As Angelique poured out some wine, I smelled the roses she got for me, smelling their strong, fruity aroma. I smiled, feeling delighted that she picked out such wonderful-smelling roses. I stayed smiling, with my eyes closed, for a few seconds.

"And one glass of wine for you, mon cheri," said Angelique.

"Oh, thanks," I said.

I sat in Angelique's lap and drank from the wine glass.

"This is so sweet of you, Angelique," I said. "This is why I love you."

"You're welcome, my dear," said Angelique.

"So, what made you decide on all of this?"

"I just... Wanted to show you how much I love you. But I couldn't put it to words."

"Aww... How sweet of you."

Afterwards, there was a bit of a pause as we drank our wine. As soon as we had both emptied our wine glasses, Angelique had me pour us out more wine. While I went straight into drinking more wine, Angelique first gently kissed the side of my neck a couple of times, causing a sudden, powerful wave of desire to pulse through me.

"So, uhh, Angelique," I said. "Do you want to... Do something fun tonight?"

"Like what?", she asked.

"Well... Maybe..."

I set my wine glass down on the coffee table, then turned around and began French kissing Angelique. I passionately forced my tongue into her mouth, swirling it around her tongue and her mouth while simultaneously slightly opening and closing my mouth to satisfy our lips as well. Angelique set her wine glass down on the coffee table, and proceeded to join in on the French kiss. I felt a wet, sticky sensation grow inside of my panties, signaling my intensifying arousal. As we kissed, Angelique began undressing me; starting first with my pants and panties, then immediately removing my shirt, and, finally, my bra. As she did so, I undressed her as well, in the same order. As soon as I undressed her, Angelique stopped kissing me.

"I'd like to place a French embassy down under," she said.

"Only if I get to place an Australian embassy in France," I said.

And with that, we got into position and began to lick each other's vaginas, moving our tongues and lips in the same manner as we were while French kissing. I desired so badly to say something to signify how pleasurable this was, but I was so focused on pleasuring Angelique that I couldn't. All either one of us had time to let out were moans. It was then that I realized, no words were necessary. It was obvious to both of us that we were both enjoying this. It was as if we were, in that moment, connected to each other.

After a couple minutes, Angelique began to rub my vagina with her hand, while continuing to eat me out. This caused an abrupt spike of pleasure; I was unsure if I could handle how much pleasure. My moans got louder and louder by the second; realizing that this would disturb the neighbors, I quickly turned the TV on and turned up the volume to ensure that they didn't hear my moaning. It turned out that I turned the TV on at just the right time, as only about a minute after I turned it on, I felt the tension within my pelvis about to release. I was ready for orgasm. At around the same time, I heard Angelique's moaning get louder and louder, considering she was at the same point. After this realization, we both released our orgasms, causing our pussy juices to enter our mouths and get all over the couch. As this happened, I felt rapid, pleasuring contractions within my vagina, causing me to moan extremely loudly; Angelique's moans were similarly loud. After a good minute, our orgasms were done, as shown by our sighs of relief.

We both then went back to sitting down on the couch, and started to finish our glasses of wine.