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Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 57

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Leif drove up the last leg of the mountain to the cottage, and finally Lynne learned where he was taking her, up into Northern California, to a big, beautiful cottage nestled in the mountains that romantically overlooked the Pacific Ocean.

He would have had fun with Lynne anywhere he was taking her, even if the honeymoon had been thirty minutes away from their home in a tent, but he really looked forward to taking her to this Beach Cottage. When he thought about all the ways to enjoy a honeymoon with his little Lynne, it seemed the most appropriate to start their journey into married life together in a beautiful home. Home life had been lacking for her before, with parental abuse and a cruel ex-boyfriend, and even though Leif's home life had been happy, that had not been something he'd ever imagined sharing with a woman until Lynne came into his life, he'd thought he'd be a fucking bachelor forever, but now, with Lynne he was so glad that wasn't his reality. Nothing made him happier than spending the rest of his life with her.

Her saliva was still drying on his cock, which was only now starting to soften from her lavish attentions, despite the fact that he hadn't come, and he was glad for this, because, he wanted to have a somewhat clear head so that he could focus and show her their beautiful grounds. He drove slowly up the last bend of the mountain, careful so he did not miss his turn, as they were now off the GPS grid.

"Oh wow, look at this view! Stunning," said Lynne with a small gasp of delight.

"Yeah. I know you are a woman who loves looking out the window at the New York city skyline, so I wanted to show you, that as a California boy, our skylines are much prettier," he added teasingly.

"You'll get no arguments from me. I love nature. Oh damn Leify, look at all the pretty flowers," said Lynne with a delighted squeal.

"I know you love flowers too baby girl, all part of the plan. I can't pull over but I can drive slow, get some pictures for your nerdy ass botany app," he teased.

But despite teasing her, he knew she'd love the flowers,that was part of the reason he'd selected this cottage in particular. Leif's parents had a ton of friends who had cottages in this area, he'd selected the one he thought she'd love the most out of the suggestions his father had.

She was looking damn scrumptious now too. Her hair had gotten all tousled and a bit wild in the rain and wind when they'd switched seats, and he wanted to finish getting her hair all tousled. The honeymoon cottage would be nice, but in the end, it didn't matter where they were they would still enjoy each other, and getting to know each thing about the new intensity of their love gave them each immense joy!

He couldn't believe what a good little fuck she was, and, even as he drove precariously up the mountain, he could detect the vanilla scent of her body oil, and the faint scent of her aroused pussy juices, aroused from sucking his cock.

He swallowed, grabbed her hand with the hand that wasn't driving and kissed it. Lynne giggled.

"Close your eyes now lovely, and don't open them until husband says, or I'll spank you inside the cottage. You're gonna learn how fun it is to be a good girl. Probably should stop threatening you with spankings, just waiting for you to disobey me because you like when hubby makes that juicy ass sting," he added.

Lynne chuckled playfully and turned towards him, her eyes squeezed shut obediently like an adorable little girl.

He couldn't help chuckling with the sweetest doting warmth.

"Hell yeah, that's a good little wifey. Keep them closed tight and put your hands over your eyes," he added rubbing her shoulder dotingly.

His heart filled with love when she obediently covered her eyes. She was an angel, and he was sure it thrilled her to get the chance to be sweet, and have that sweetness acknowledged, and rewarded. It thrilled him to show his young wife, what a gift she was, since she'd never been shown before.

They were driving up the long, winding driveway to the cottage, lined with beautiful flowers and shrubs. He didn't want her to take a peek until he told her so, wanted to see the wonder in her eyes all at once, when he'd stopped the car and helped her out. He should have brought a blindfold for his little cutie. Damn it, he thought he'd thought of everything until that moment! It would have come in handy for the surprise and later he could have put it on her later while he fucked her.

Oh well, there was always their next anniversary for that. For now he made sure she shielded her eyes.

"You better not be peeking or husband will know," he said with a playful warning swat to her thigh.

Lynne peeled with sweet giggles.

"I'm not peeking damn it, you can't spank me cause' I'm not peeking Leify! Are we almost there yet?" she asked like an exited little girl.

"Almost," said Leif, coming to a very slow stop at the top of the paved circular driveway in front of the lovely cottage.

He pulled the car to a stop for a few seconds, looking around the property. It was damn lovely, just like the brochures, website, and the pictures the family had sent of the cottage via email. He couldn't wait to show his little sweetie!

"Ready...now wait, you let your husband carry you closer to the house, before you open your pretty little eyes," come on, murmured Leif, getting out of his side, opening up her side, and ushering her arms around his neck.

He grabbed ahold of her waist, and she squeezed his neck tightly.

"When can I open my eyes," she murmured squirming in his arms with anticipation.

"Soon," he whispered kissing her forehead and inhaling the clean fresh air, and taking in the view of the Pacific Ocean.

He found the perfect spot, right in front of the cottage, and the deck that had the perfect view of the Pacific ocean, and stood her on her feet, grabbing her by her juicy butt and pointing her right toward the jagged rocks, and beautiful waves of the ocean.

"Open your eyes right now," he panted his hot breath tickling her ear as she giggled and squirmed and he felt his groin tingle even as his heart flooded with delight that he was about to see her reaction to the surprise.

"Oh my God! My Word! Shit Leify! It's so beautiful!" she cried.

She was loud and excited, waving her little hands all around and he was glad there was no one around for miles, only so she didn't scare anyone. So damn sweet and cute! He lived to surprise and spoil her for all the rest of his days.

She pointed towards the generously sized cottage with the panoramic windows.

"That's all ours? We'll be all alone for two weeks? In that beautiful house, with that view, damn Leify the whole front side of it has a view of the Pacific Ocean,"

"Yeah it sure does sweetheart. And the back side of it, a view of all the lovely mountain ranges that scared us to death during our drive in the storm. But yeah, the front view is the real prize, but the whole home has panoramic views right in the seat of nature, and as a woman who loves views, and natural unspoiled terrain, yet is a big city girl, I thought it'd be a big treat for you," said Leif dotingly.

"Oh Leify it is, I don't know what to say, I'm overcome. I didn't expect we'd stay in a beautiful house someplace, I thought we'd stay in a small hotel," said Lynne.

"Now I know, I know it's not a hotel, and it's a home, but I'm going to pamper you everyday. No cooking and cleaning for you, we'll eat out, or order in, and any little messes you make I'll clean up, and they have a maid who comes by twice a week to tidy up. Our next vacation, if I can afford it, I'll take you to a place where you can get the royal treatment, and they do everything for you, give you massages and pedicures, and unlimited drinks, I know women like that shit," said Leif.

"This woman likes any shit where she is with you Leif. I don't need all that. I'd much rather have this beautiful, unspoiled pristine cottage in the middle of nowhere with no one bothering us for miles, and we can get to know each other, even better, and share our bodies without anyone interrupting us, " said Lynne beaming at him.

"Good. Good then. I thought I was getting to know you well and I prayed that you'd love it. I also...well I wanted to spend my first two weeks with you in a home, because I wanted to find a lovely home where I felt like you could get some good memories to replace a lot of the pain and hurt. I worked with the housekeeper and I've got so many special surprises in here, so you can start to see just how joyful being a family with your husband will be. I couldn't show you that joyful feeling of being our new family in a hotel. I wanted a house, and we can have time for cuddling, time for me to bathe you, time to put you down to sleep, time to have intimate breakfasts together, and see the sights too. There are all kinds of things for us to do, and I'll give you some brochures. But I want to show you some of the property first, some of your Leify's surprises for you," said Leif.

"Oh my God, there's more!" she squealed.

She was so beautiful and excited, and her big brown curious eyes made him want to make each day a surprise.

"Yeah baby, let me take you on a tour of our grounds. We're king and queen for a whole two weeks. And one day, I'll buy you a house of your own, with a beautiful yard and garden like this one," he added.

He plucked a fresh rose and handed it to her.

"Leif! Baby! That came out of the garden, now that's sweet, but you know how I am about gardening and you shouldn't destroy the owner's garden like that," scolded Lynne.

Leif chuckled, and swatted her ass.

"That's my plant princess. I had the grounds keeper plant it so that I could pluck you a fresh rose from a rosebush every day we are here. Sometimes I'll give it to you in your morning paper, sometimes I'll pluck one at the doorstep like now, sometimes I'll lay one on the bed after a really good fucking session, maybe I'll give you one after your bath. I had to plant Flowers for my little flower," said Leif dotingly stroking her cheek with his fingers.

She had tears in her eyes.

"You planted a rosebush for me? So I could have flowers. Like a live bouquet! You are spoiling me. That's so beautiful! I didn't get you anything!" said Lynne her voice cracking with emotion.

"You, and starting a family with the two of us is my present. What a gift you are, and you're going to learn that lesson of how wonderful you are over and over again in a house with a husband who adores you. Take a stroll with me," he added sweetly with a husky chuckle lacing his arm in hers.

She was looking up at him like he was a hero, almost hero worship. She made his ego delightfully huge, it didn't take much and he had her heartfelt devotion. Damn it he loved her! He kissed her forehead.

"First stop I want you to see," said Leif pointing to a tire swing in a tree on the side of the home.

He had it decorated with Wedding crepe paper and streamers thanks to the lovely housekeeper.

And it said, in huge letters

"Welcome Lynne," and in smaller letters, "Lynne's princess swing,"

"You did this for me, didn't you!" she said in a half accusatory playful tone.

"Guilty as charged. When I found out you didn't do a lot of swinging as a little girl, what was a husband to do huh? I had them come in and do that at the last minute, right after the visit with Granny LaReaux! Hell it broke my heart having to cut your swinging short, once I knew you'd been deprived but I had to so we could make the flight," he added.

"This is so beautiful! I love it so much. Oh Leif you thought of everything...will you push me in It now?" she asked walking over towards the swing.

"I'll push you as much as you want, but I want you to see the rest of the grounds first, said Leif with a husky grunt, slapping her ass and leading her forward.

"Yes husband, I forgot about our little tour," she added with playful and bashful obedience.

"That's a good little wifey! Compose yourself. Lots more presents for my baby, then we can finish what we started in my old bedroom, have a nice, steamy little fuck, and then we can play with every treat husband has given you,"

"The swing, and the rosebush is already so cool!" said Lynne.

"Wait'll you see this," said Leif taking her around the side of the home. Instead of the panoramic windows, it had lovely stone siding.

"Look above you," murmured Leif his breath in her ear.

She looked above her, he pointed to the side of the home.

"An outdoor shower! Oh wow, so cool!" said Lynne.

"Yeah, I remember what you said about how erotic that outdoor shower my parents had was, and how you wished you weren't so shy so we could shower and make love outside in the elements. I thought that was as romantic as hell so I made sure the property had an outdoor shower. And...that's not the only wet fun, if you look off to the side you'll see-"

"A hot tub!" squealed Lynne.

"Hell yes, a hot tub where we can get more dirty than we get clean, Lets take a trip around back," he added with a roguish chuckle.

"My god, what will be back there, it's already so romantic and erotic I'm in heaven," said Lynne, grinning.

"Mmm...a few more slices of heaven," said Leif playfully, pointing in a direction of a hammock.

The hammock also had crepe paper streamers, and was decorated with ribbons, and said, Lynne and Leif's naptime.

"A hammock! Damn it! Oh Leif you remembered!" she squealed. Her eyes were moist.

"Yeah I did...I remember you climbing like a little girl into the hammock net on display when we were shopping for our furniture at the ikea, and you asked me could we get one and put it on our porch if we got a house. I told you I liked the idea of putting the hammock between two trees a lot better. So it is between two trees lovely, because that's a better way, than on a porch, it looks better, and it won't fuck up the structure of the porch. I know we don't have the house yet, but I bought the hammock, and asked would they put it up. I just have to take it down before we leave, and when we get a house, it's the first thing I'll hang, between two trees, because it's better," he grunted with a husky promise.

He was trying not to get emotional, but he really and truly wanted to give his baby everything, and Lynne's tears of happiness had him overcome with emotion. She buried herself in his arms, squeezing him tightly.

And she stood on her tippy toes to kiss him.

"Damn, I love my surprises Leify. We can nap in that hammock, but, we can fuck in it too! Damn that'll be fun, probably no one around for miles. Let's open our first present, and I can show you my appreciation while we fuck more, since I didn't get you anything," she purred, her fingers raking over his bare chest.

Leif let out a happy chuckle, squeezed her close kissing the crown of her hair.

She smelled so fucking good, and he reached up under her short frilly skirt, covering his mouth with hers, and tickling her cute crack in her cotton panties with a thumb, while Lynne got all squirmy and started panting and grunting in his mouth.

Dragging his thumb gently over where she came together, he could feel the tell tale stiffness of a crotch that had been sticky with moisture while she was sucking his cock in the car, and was now drying. He wanted to make her body wet and juicy with pleasure again, but not yet.

Her nipples pressed through her adorable tank shirt, saluting his bare chest.

Leif grunted and smacked her ass. He inhaled the skin close to her ear. Damn he wanted her again.

"I'm so happy baby," she panted sweetly close to his mouth.

Damn sweet, sexy, sassy little thing leering at him and then looking at the hammock.

"You're a cute little freak you know that don't you? That's why I married you. Such a secret, dirty girl, and your man loves it! Everyone at our wedding reception today thought you were just the picture of sweet innocence. They have no idea how much my sweet baby likes being fondled in public, wants to feel the cool outside air on her naked breasts and ass while her husband pounds her with a loving cock. They'd be shocked to find out how naughty you really are! They'll be plenty of time later, for us to be nasty outside and fuck like animals, you're a nasty girl aren't you, my sweet little nasty wife," he added playfully stroking her hair.

And she blushed and looked adorable and shy. She was still embarrassed by how very freaky and erotic she was compared to other women, and that was understandable the way she was raised, to be ashamed of her sexuality, but he didn't want her embarrassed at all. He adored her enthusiasm for sex, and her curiosity, it was one of the first things he loved about her, despite her bashfulness.

"It's...it's because I love you, and being naughty with you makes me feel warm everywhere, I don't care where it is, private, public...but I'm not...I only want to be your bad girl, nobody else's, you taught me how to be bad," she murmured huskily.

"Mmm...I taught you well didn't I? But the truth is Lynney, I think you're a very good girl for being bad, kinky and nasty with your husband. It's exactly what we should be doing together. I just like to tease you because you look so sweet, innocent, and wholesome sometimes, especially when you aren't all dressed up on stage, and looking like a vixen. You don't have to explain. I think your erotic curiosity is adorable, and I feel like a very, very lucky man. Luckiest husband in the world! Your freaky secrets are safe with me, I cherish you...no one will ever find out what a kinky little girl you are, I promise," he added with a playful doting kiss to her forehead.

Lynne giggled, called him a shit and roughly punched his arm.

"Ouch, if you don't quit battering me we won't have a second round because I'll be icing up. Before we get freaky in the hammock, let me show you a few more things," said Leif authoritatively swatting her ass.

He thought he'd sport fresh wood when she yelped a little bit and started walking in front of him, her juicy ass switching adorably in that ruffled lacy mini.

He pointed in front of him.

"A trampoline!" said Lynne.

He had to hold her waist to keep her from running towards it. Her unbridled enthusiasm made him feel so alive.

"Yeah baby, they already had this, but I figured...well I know you weren't allowed to play much outside, and I thought, well baby I thought that...well, maybe you'd want to play in the yard some with me...climb trees...and then this trampoline, well, when I saw that they had it...well even though its meant for if you have kiddos, I thought, this is perfect for Lynney. You can jump up and down and scream really loud, but you'll be safe, because it's a trampoline. Might be fun to have some adult fun on it too! Pretty bouncy and shit," he said.

"You had them decorate this too..." said Lynne.

She was crying.

"Yeah I did...Lynne's playtime...well I guess it can be both our playtimes huh...stop crying baby...I'm happy too and this is getting to me, come on," he said his voice was gruff.

He knew what it meant to his baby, this was why he did it, but he wasn't at all finished yet, he couldn't wait for his lovely creature to see the inside of the house.

"I'm sorry. I just feel so loved. You were right to get a house for our honeymoon. It just makes me feel like, home is with you...and it's a safe place, and a fun and happy place, and you don't' even mind...you don't even mind fixing some of the parts that used to be broken," she added wiping her tears with her thumbs.

"Hell no I don't mind! It gives me so much fulfillment to know how happy and safe I can make you feel. To me that's the definition of being a man. Caring for your loved ones, and you're my wife now. You're my greatest loved one. Clearly there were things lacking growing up, your damn parents wouldn't even come to the wedding. When I saw this house I thought, gee, here is a chance for me to give my new wife every treat she wanted before she met me," said Leif.
He grabbed her arm lovingly.

"Look off to the side there, and you'll see there is a path that leads to a beach right on the pacific ocean," he said pointing to the side of the house.

"Really! I love the beach! That's awesome," said Lynne.

"Yeah, and if we get up early enough, the owners have hinted that we might be able to get some alone time," sais Leif.

"Sex on the beach! That'll be a great memory," said Lynne.

Leif chuckled.

"Such a naughty girl. First the hammock outside, and now sexing on the beach, sometimes I think you only see me as a sex object. Actually, I was thinking we might have a romantic, secluded breakfast on the beach," said Leif looking playfully wounded.

"Oh please, you are so full of shit! You probably are planning a romantic breakfast, but, when you try to have me for dessert, I'm going to remind you that your fucking intentions are supposed to be innocent," she quipped.

Even though he played at being dominate in their relationship, there were so many times when she put him in his place with her sexy, urbane humor.

He guffawed with laughter.

"I'm not full of shit, I'm saying Lynne, I'm a person, and maybe I just want to take you out on the beach early in the morning for some romantic conversation as we start our lives together," he added batting his blonde eyelashes and playing the role of the girl.

Lynne simply rolled her eyes.

He took her hand, kissing it, and led her around to the front of the cottage.

"Okay lovely, there are more surprises inside. I'm gonna get our bags, and put them inside okay. Why don't you enjoy your swing for a little while," he added.

He caressed her panty clad ass under her skirt, reveling that he was intimate enough with her to be able to simply feel her like that under her skirt, without needing to ask for permission, the closeness between them. He loved the feel of her firm juicy ass.

He led her over to the swing on the porch, pushed it a few times, and walked off in the direction of their Prius, getting out several of Lynne's bags.

"Sure you don't want help?" called Lynne.

"Hell yeah, I'm sure I don't...how can you help anyway with these big ass bags you have packed," he said with playful angst as he lined her luggage up neatly on the porch.

Lynne was digging around in her purse, and she dropped something out of it, so she bent down to pick It up.

Her short skirt had risen up, and he caught her, luscious little bottom in the air, those long sexy legs, and the sexy, sticky dried up imprint on her crotch.

Fuck he wanted her! Every second he wanted her, and he envisioned himself, picking her up by her tiny waist and throwing her over that swing backwards and fucking her until the swing collapsed under their own weight and finishing it off by fucking her on the wooden porch while she howled with orgasms.

She was so damn hot, and not even a clue of how hot she was, even though she wore that short skirt on purpose, a skirt so short, she couldn't pick up anything without showing him those sweet, white cotton panties.

Leif's dick throbbed.

She found whatever it was she was looking for, it looked like a pack of gum, and Lynne, a bit nerdy and oblivious to the world was still bent over he supposed making sure nothing else dropped out of her cute little denim handbag.

"Mmm...I told you how short that little skirt was back at the house, didn't I, and not to bend over, showing my sweet, tasty little ass, and cute white cotton underpants," he added lustily, bringing his hand over her ass and slapping it roughly.

Leif moaned aloud at the sensation that flooded his cock as his wife's firm juicy ass bounced upward into his palm.

"Youch! I know, but it's just the two of us here! I wouldn't have did that in public, promise! Pinky swear! I didn't even know you were watching me," said Lynne standing up, and rubbing her bottom with one hand.

He felt a little guilty when she stood upright, rubbing her bottom like it was hurting, but then he saw her eyes dancing with fire, and lusty. He forgot for a glimmer of a second how much his saucy little bride liked spankings!

"I know you didn't know. I know you wore this only to please me, on the drive up here to the cottage. But showing your panties, baby...it's naughty, don't you think?" he whispered in her ear playfully.

Lynne's eyes started to twinkle, she licked her lips and she swallowed pulled at the hem of her skirt and started squirming batting her eyelashes playfully.

"Yeah, Yeah baby! It's real naughty. I know...I know...I think I should be punished with a spanking right here," murmured Lynne pointing towards the porch swing.

"Mmm...you think your husband should pull your panties around your ankles, and force you over his knee, and bare your bottom to the wind and spank your cute, juicy little ass huh?" he added, teasing her with thoughts of erotic domination.

"Mmph! Please, I'll learn to be such a good girl then," panted Lynne.

Leif chuckled hard. He laughed because his heart felt such emotional and sensual pleasure with this sweet bonding with his new wife, and even them playing slightly with dominance and submission, he never could have imagined such a tender ecstasy that swept his whole soul away when he looked into her big brown eyes.

Lynne laughed too, with happiness, and confusion he was sure.

"Mmm...when wifey needs to be punished, she doesn't tell her husband how she needs punishing. That's for him to decide. You like spankings, I'm going to need to find another way to punish you for showing me your cute cotton panties," he added playfully slapping her ass hard.

He kissed her forehead adoringly.

"I know...I know...bring that small red suitcase in. It has all my nighties...I can put them on...put on a show for you and when I put on your favorite, you can do me as rough and nasty as you think I deserve," said Lynne, and she sort of pushed his arm into the direction of the Prius.

For the millionth time today, he wondered how he got so lucky, and he loved her idea of her modeling her Lingerie for him while he picked his favorite piece and soiled it with his saliva, and lastly his cum and fucked her silly, but he wanted to send her a playful message about selecting her own punishments, and also, letting her know that, while he knew whatever was in that suitcase was a treat, some of which he'd already spied with a telescope, he didn't need any of that shit to get him excited! All he needed was Lynne's sweet, beautiful body.

"Mmm...Little cutie, selecting your punishments again! Husband decides what they are if there should be any...just like you will choose if the time comes for you to punish me. And, anyway, I'm not ready to bring the rest of the shit in the house yet. I think you showing me your panties means that you are ready for the house tour to come to a conclusion, and I've been wanting to fuck you so bad, and so long, that just once back at the house was not enough, and I don't need any of those frilly little night gowns as inspiration. In fact, it's probably better for your adorable little ass if they stay locked up in the trunk for a little while longer. I'd hate for you to have to tell all your giggling girlfriends that your horny, big bad wolf husband destroyed the little nighties they gave you by tearing them off of you," he added.

"Leify!" she panted against his mouth, and in a move he didn't expect, she planted her fingernails in his chest and kissed him with wild, beastly hunger.

She grunted lustily into his mouth and pressed her ruffled skirt up against his beach shorts, grinding against his rock hard cock as Leif moaned in ecstasy. Apparently Lynne liked very much when her husband called the shots and dominated her a little bit. He moaned again and again with pleasure into her mouth, because this savage heat, and being able to be more physical and aggressive with her was what he craved since he first saw her on stage in her little black mini dress.

Sure he loved her and worshiped her to distraction, but there was a primal beast in him that loved to fuck his pretty young wife, and he was delighted that she loved his more gritty attentions, not just the romantic and sensual ones.

And he had to touch her.

"You're so sexy to me. You aren't just beautiful and cute, you're sexy, do you understand Lynne," he whispered breathlessly, his mouth sucking on her entire ear.

He wanted her so bad, the hell with teasing her little earlobes, he went right in for sucking and soon biting the whole soft, delicate ear, burning with lust at how tender and soft she was.

"Yes, yes baby, I understand, you're sexy to me too," she half whimpered and pouted.

Fuck, the whimpering and the squirming drove him insane in the cute, frilly little skirt, and those adorable canvas fish heads, the perfect juxtaposition of the innocent and the sexy, just like Lynne.

He reached under her skirt again, at first it was to swat her teasing little bottom as they kissed, but then he felt wetness as he wedged his thumb gently between the curve of her ass and her thighs, and Lynne moaned loudly.

"Mmm, already so wet for your man, haven't even really started the foreplay yet," he grunted huskily.

Her fingernails pierced his chest and he reached under her skirt, flipping it brazenly in the air, exposing her bottom to the wind, and pulling her lovely innocent cotton underwear deep into her crack until they made almost a thong.

Lynne, who loved ass play and getting her crack explored did exactly what he thought she would do, started pawing his chest, and leaning up for a deep tongue kiss to show her approval.

Normally what he would do at this point was tease her pussy and her crack a little with her panties before taking them off.

But this time, he broke his lips free of hers, looked down into her intoxicated brown eyes, her pouty lips swollen with his kisses, and muttered huskily-

"Bend over and take off your panties for your husband like a good little wifey. Stand over there, in front of the door, and take them off. Show your husband what you want him to do to you when you get in the house. You want me to fuck you good, or you wouldn't have been bending over looking for your pack of gum throwing your cute little ass in my face. Now bend over, with your back to me, and take your panties off, then turn around and face me, and hand them here," he added.

He gently pushed her in front of the door.

And, as he expected, she cried out embarrassed-

"Leify! Out here! We're still outside," she squealed chuckling.

"So the hell what! We were outside when you suggested snogging in the hammock, and in this chair over here. Are you still shy little wifey? Hmm...I think you like to tease. You were showing me your panties. And I want to see them. In my hands...right now...take them off, and I'll give you a good fucking and make your pussy come hard. Be a good girl and take them off for your husband," he added planting one moist kiss at the back of her neck, right over the hickey he'd planted during their first passionate romp on the bed with the reception still going on in the yard, he'd wanted her so much!

He knew Lynne liked this authority, she squirmed in front of him, but he also knew that she was shy and needed prompting sometimes for release. It was so erotically and emotionally beautiful, their tender love affair.

"I'm shy...why can't I hand them to you when we get in the house...all you have to do is give me the key, and I'll hand them to you on the inside..." said Lynne her hand on the door knob.

"I've got the key. And there's no one around for miles. I want you to hand them to me now, because you were willing to bend over and show your sweet juicy ass on accidental purpose while you reached for your pack of double mint gum. I want to see that cute, ripe, tan ass, naked, before we go inside the house, and I want you to hand me your panties with the crotch side up so I can see the wet stains, and how bad you want your husband with just simple kisses. I already felt your panties when we kissed, and I know wet they are! You gonna show husband you love him and give him what he wants, or you gonna tease me? Either way, I'm gonna fuck you good and leave you howling out my name as soon as I open the door. If you don't give them to me, I'll tear them off and ruin them. Seems like a cute little pair of white cotton panties, I'd hate to see them ruined," he threatened playfully.

Lynne next made a noise halfway between a whimper and a moan.

And she whispered under her breath.

"Shit I love it baby! I like when you are bossy, and I can be good!"

And then louder, so he could hear her better.

"I love to be your good girl. Tell me how you like it," she whispered sweetly.

"You've a very good girl. Just, stand in front of the door, and bend over with your ass in the air, like you had it earlier," he added.

Lynne bent over with her ass in the air.

He bent over and nuzzled and sniffed her crack, he couldn't help it, intoxicated with the sweet ass and pussy smell.

He placed a few kisses and a loving smack on her ass.

"Now just take them off," he grunted huskily.

She took them off slowly, teasing him the whole way, sliding them down her cheeks slowly, sensuously, as her crack, her pussy with its thick ethnic pubic hair, and her thighs from behind came into view, then the sensual, lurid sight of the panties moving down her taught, juicy thighs, and sexy well developed calves.

Then the sexy vulnerable sight of his new bride balancing carefully from behind to take her foot out of the legs of her panties with the canvass tennis shoes still on, and when Leif saw how tricky it was he immediately reached out to grab his baby around her waist.

He'd never let her fall, he didn't care how sexy their domination game was getting!

"Careful, I've got you princess," he murmured a doting, protective kiss to her naked back, because her t-shirt had risen up, as he held her.

She shivered in his arms, shivered in his arms he was certain because his quick motions to hold her and be sure she didn't fall even in play made her feel protected and loved. He cherished being able to provide that feeling for his new wife!

Hell yes, he could show her care and protection and still dominate her!

She turned around with the wet panties in her hand, and placed them delicately face up and wet crotch glistening into his palm.

Leif grunted with pleasure. The sweet aroma hitting him in the nose, her looking at him with expectant, trusting big brown eyes and chewing her lower lip.

He kissed her forehead dotingly.

His eyes filled with water, because there was symbolism all tied up in him asking her to hand over her panties. Symbolism of her loving him, trusting him to take care of her, even if he was a tad bit rough with her in the midst of their passion, and her own complicit admission of her sensual desires. Lynne's longing for male approval, and his longing to be a man and care for someone special.

It was fucking beautiful and he had to will himself not to cry, even as his cock ached.

"You're such a good little wifey! Best wife a husband ever, ever had, and I cherish you honey!" he added.

He kissed her forehead and Lynne just glowed.

"I love being a good wife, your good wife, it's the most special feeling in the world!" she said sweetly.

He had to remind himself of why he made the request for the panties in the first place with all that tenderness that he felt. All that juicy wetness on the crotch, clear evidence of desire that almost made the panties uncomfortable, she looked glad to have taken off those wet little things!

He rubbed them vulgarly on his nose, trying to man up a little more despite tender loving emotions for Lynne, and remember his need and real urge to fuck his beautiful wife more.

"Smell so damn sweet, and wet. You get so wet for me princes," he added huskily ticking her chin dimple with his thumb.

"Smell them, smell how good they smell," he grunted, his cock leaking precum at the sight of him vulgarly mashing her innocent white cotton panties, leaking with her sex fluids, under his wife's own cute nose.

Lynne giggled and wrinkled her nose. He hoped at first she wasn't disgusted with the intoxicating scent of her own juices, otherwise, he'd need to teach her how lovely her pheromones were with her balanced across his knee and a firm spanking while she sniffed and licked her delicious juices from one of her wet crotches during a play session! That was a lesson he'd loved to teach her, about her body and it's lovely scents and how he didn't want her ashamed of them, he wanted her to love her scents as he did! But he quickly figured out that his sweetie was giggling because the panties were tickling her nose.

She was so sweet and ticklish and he loved her to the ends of the earth!

"You're tickling my nose!" she chuckled squirming away from him.

"Mmm, perhaps husband will make you lick them instead. Nah, I'd rather tickle you with my cock in the house, nice and rough and hard! Here's the key. Now I want you to open the door, and go inside, and just stand in the corner right by the door facing the wall. I'm not ready for you to see the rest of the house, you interrupted the tour with the panty stunt, and I need to fuck you now, but I don't want you to spoil the view of the rest of the house, so I figure I'll fuck you standing against the wall really good, and then we'll tour the inside of the house. Don't look at anything, just open the door walk straight to the corner, and stand against the wall," he grunted huskily.

"Yes sir, yes husband, I won't look, I'll be good just like with the panties," said Lynne, looking up at him with playful angelic eyes.

Her hands trembled with excitement as she opened the door.

"Shit, I can't wait for you to fuck me more, like a grown woman, like you did back at the house," she murmured, as she swung the door open.

If he thought she'd learned about fucking at the house, wait'll she saw what it would be like on the honeymoon where he didn't have to worry about her making a disturbance and scaring anyone, she hadn't seen anything yet in terms of raw, primal pleasure, he thought naughtily as Lynne opened the door to the cottage.

***

In a world where everything had been so rigid, and dominated by order, and authority, Lynne delighted that they were spending their honeymoon in a home, where she could learn new things about love, life, and family. And he'd prepared everything so lovingly for her, with treats for her all around the outside of the property.

Was there any wonder why she couldn't wait to share her body with a man who acted like this? Who loved her like this? Who pampered her like she was a princess? To whom she could reveal of her private desires, confident that he knew how to satisfy her? Who made her feel like the best lover, and most sensual creature on the earth?

But perhaps most touchingly, each time they made love she felt like his angel. She would be good, just like she was when she handed him the panties she was wearing, and she was so excited, him demanding her underwear like that, right in front of the house, even if there was no one around for miles, and the way he smelled her panties and dangled them under her nose, forcing her to whiff them as well!

"Mmm, you taste so good to me kitten I can't wait," he murmured, and his mouth sounded full.

She turned around to find her husband sucking the panty gusset. He couldn't even wait to get her inside to taste her.

"Leify!" she chuckled.

"What? It's like licking the candy paper, before you eat a chocolate," he added playfully.

She was so excited to get the door open, her hands trembled. She heard his gruff chuckle behind her, and he was so delighted when he got her inside he picked her up swiftly in his arms, and swung her around.
She wrapped her legs around his waist.

"I'll take you on a tour of the house after I enjoy you some more. You can wait a little bit huh?" he panted huskily.

She knew that he was only asking to be polite, but he had full intentions of fucking her against the wall, and she couldn't wait. She looked into his gorgeous blue eyes with her big, bashful brown eyes, and nodded obediently. She loved giving her handsome new husband just what he wanted!

"Well that's good missy, because that's what happens to cute little wives that show their panties, to their husbands. You should have known that, if you were within my line of vision, you were gonna get fucked. Now...do I have to use your panties on you as a blind fold, or can I trust you not to look around the room while we fuck, and ruin your other surprises," he added playfully.

She loved their games, liked the chance to show him how good she could obey.

"I'll only look up into your eyes or my own eyelids," said Lynne, a pun about rolling her eyes up in her head.

Leif chuckled and chuckled and looked at her dotingly, his eyes flashing.

"You're such a fucking ham! I believe you baby girl," he added, hanging her panties around his neck like a playful necklace.

He sat her on her feet, her back against the wall.

Him freeing her of the panties before he opened the door, and making her hand them over emboldened her a bit.

"I've been wanting it against the wall since you touched me under my skirt on the first date. But I was too scared or shy to admit it then. I'm glad I feel safe enough that...that I want it, and my mind can admit that to my body, and we can both feel so much joy," she whispered softly.

"Oh that's beautiful baby girl. Well, I'm glad then, that I didn't lose control and just bang you against the wall back then, glad I waited until you felt safe. A lot of times baby, I wanted to, but I held out. So it's good that I get to fuck your brains out against the wall. So show me how hot you are for me. Show me what you want," he added huskily, tickling her chin dimple with his thumb, vulgarly licking out the crotch of the panties he was wearing as a necklace.

Just seeing how much he liked her scent and flavor sent a tremor through Lynne's stomach. She half whimpered, half moaned, then murmured.

"I want to let you taste the real thing," and reached down for the hem of her ruffled, white, hipster mini skirt, the skirt that had gotten her in such trouble bending over and looking for her tube of dropped lipstick.

She wanted to tantalize him, she knew how to tease him, barely showing him just enough and she lifted the hem of her ruffled skirt higher and higher, until she showed the tips of her thighs, and just a hint of her curly little bush, watching delightedly as she saw her husband flare his handsome nostrils, making her feel sexy and perfect!

He dropped the panties out of his mouth, still wearing them around his neck.

She parted her thighs slightly and arched her back against the wall.

"I remember what you said Leify, about making me hold the dress high in the air while you fucked me and not letting it drop unless I wanted a spanking," she murmured, lifting the dress higher, and higher until the entirety of her curly bush was exposed.

"Mmm, such a good girl. Damn it baby girl Leify loves you so much. That's right little wifey, hold your damn skirt up high in the air while I suck your pussy," he grunted huskily.

Lynne felt butterflies tremor through her stomach. She knew how good he was with his mouth on her pussy, how patient, how thorough, how vulgar.

She lifted her skirt so high it was showing her belly button.

"So damn cute," he grunted, kissing around her stomach and nuzzling her curly bush with loving nose and lips.

"Baby please, it tickles...please..." Moaned Lynne.

"You want your husband to fuck you with his mouth," he leered huskily.

Lynne now knew how much he loved dirty talk, thrilled and delighted with the chance to please her groom, and she now knew the secret language, the keys to his heart, he'd taught her in the laundry room. It wasn't just sexy to trust him this way, it was also beautiful on an emotional level, even as she felt a base stirring in her pussy for his lips and cock.

"Please fuck me with your mouth," she murmured adoringly tracing his lips and guiding them to her pussy.

She didn't even get a chance to hear his response, he grunted, and mashed her thighs into the wall, and Lynne was glad her juicy butt cushioned her crash against the wall.

He started nuzzling her hard with his nose, groaning about her, sweet, sweet smell.

"Baby!" moaned Lynne with ecstasy, his nose tickling her bush everywhere. The tickling was so pleasurable, and she tangled one hand in his dreadlocks to steady herself, using her other fingers to expose her pussy brazenly to her man and his licking and nuzzling face.

Nothing to be ashamed of, she was his wife now.

"Fuck! I love you," she whimpered, as his glistening nose was replaced by kissing lips, kissing right over her lower curls and the throbbing slit where she was joined.

Lynne started to moan loudly and she couldn't help it, she disobediently let her skirt fall down so that she could shamelessly pinch apart her pussy lips with both hands, she wanted to feel his gentle moist lips sucking and licking on her naked clit, didn't want the sensation dulled by her full outer lips, and spreading it with the fingers of one hand was not giving her enough leverage.

"Mmm...I wanna come," she panted softly.

"So fucking naughty! Told you to lift the skirt in the air didn't I?" he asked with playful fire in his voice.

He reached under the lowered skirt and spanked her ass several times as Lynne hopped from one foot to the other.

"Yes baby, I'm sorry, I want to be your good wifey,"

She saw Leif grab his crotch and squeeze it, he was so turned on by dominating her, and yet, through it all, couldn't help pleasing his baby. She felt that weightless feeling, he picked her up by her waist high in the air and she wrapped her legs around his chest.

"You are a good wifey. Keep that dress held high in the air like I told you," he murmured.

Once he had her against the wall Lynne panted...

"Mmm fuck me with your big hard dick, husband,"

And Leif groaned.

"Such a dirty little wife, I like fucking you with my mouth first, it prepares the way for my hard cock!"

He placed her on her feet.

Kneeled before her as though in worship.

"Put your legs on my shoulders, Lynne, and ride my face, like my filthy little wifey, you're such a dirty little cutie, and you were when I first met you, you were just too shy to show it then, but now that you're all mine, you're not too shy anymore, begging me for cock, I love it baby," he panted.

Lynne couldn't wait, she put both her legs on his shoulders and started bucking towards Leif's sucking, licking, and kissing lips, providing the perfect amount of warmth, tension, and suction to help her get off.

She adoringly tangled her fingers in his dreadlocks, gyrating her hips over, and over again, over the source of her delight, he'd parted her pussy lips with his fingers intimately between her ass cheeks, exposing her wet femininity in all it's glory, and Lynne tried not to buck her hips too hard she didn't want to bang his knuckles painfully into the wall, as he was holding her by her ass against the wall, other than that, she'd lost all consciousness of the faces she was making or the way she was contorting her body and stomach to receive his pleasure.

"Ugh!" she cried loudly, as he was now gently sucking her clit while swiping it with his tongue, the suction combined with the lapping motion was so good, she cooed with delight.

She almost forgot herself and let the skirt fall down, but she quickly remembered and held the hem up around her belly button, keeping her bush exposed.

That sweet, tickling sensation grew to it's apex as she bucked and strained her hips so hard in the air that he held her to his shoulders by cupping her butt cheeks so she didn't fall, and he didn't bang his fingers into the wall as he held her by her ass.

When he started teasing her anus with his thumb she lost it, and hollered loudly for him-

"I love you Leify!"

She did love him, and the feelings he made her feel, with his rigid but gentle thumb tickling the rim of her sensitive anus. Damn, it felt good to have that naughty entrance explored while he pleasured her orally!

"Are you kinky for your husband? You like him to fuck all your holes don't you. That's a very kinky wifey, I never knew anyone who wanted to explore like this. I love how you share everything with me," he added playfully, rimming her anus with his thumb.

Lynne never thought she'd feel so adored even as she explored so dirtily with him, but he more he exposed her, lay her naked, bare in his arms, and exposed her basest wants, without making her ashamed of her sexuality, the closer she felt to him emotionally.

"Yeah, I like your thumb in my ass," she whimpered, hiking up her skirt for his attentions even more.

"I like it in your tight little ass too," he panted.

With her legs on his shoulders and her back planted against the wall, she parted her legs further on his shoulder baring her anus to him spreading her lower lips.

"So damn cute," he added talking into her anal pucker before nastily plunging his tongue inside.

"Damn, I love you so much Leify, oh baby, I'm gonna come!" moaned Lynne, jerking her hips towards his loving tongue as he rimmed her anus while his nose indulged her clit with firm, glints of hot pleasure.

"Don't you dare come, don't you dare, your husband wants you to come on his cock," he added, surprising her by sinking his teeth into her inner thigh, biting her!

"Ouch! Oh Baby, Baby I'm sorry," she yelped.

The bite was more shocking and pleasurable than painful. Not hard enough to really bruise her, but hard enough to hurt. Playing a little with domination, which really turned Lynne on!

He placed her on her feet quickly, and he stood up.

He dotingly kissed her forehead, the warmth of it all shocking Lynne even in the midst of their raunchy sexuality.

"Show your husband how you love to come on his cock baby," he crooned, sucking her bottom lip tenderly.

And he kissed her forehead again.

She felt so loved, even as he talked dirtily to her, so precious to him. Her eyes filled up with tears.

His bulge tented out in his faded blue surfer shorts, a sticky imprint, he wanted her so much she saw his precome outside the shorts!

She desired him as well, and wanted to reward his cock.

She looked at him with mischief in her eyes. She wanted to suck him again.

"No baby...too excited, I'll ruin it for the two of us, you'll never get my cock up inside your aching pussy that way. Now show your husband how you like to come on his cock, and quit fucking around princess," he added with a playful chuckle stroking her mouth.

Lynne wore her own playful grin and she nodded and chuckled with carefree delight.

She moaned, her femininity was so wet, and she was starving for his cock, she reached down and freed him from the shorts first, then his baggy, silk boxers, kissing him all along his muscular thighs with their glints of blonde hair as she pulled them down.

He let forth masculine chuckles, jerking his legs, and Lynne chuckled too. His erect cock pointed out at full mast, looked almost purple, full of pleasurable looking angry veins and she couldn't wait to feel how he conformed to the contours inside her body, and make that big dick feel so good!

There was just so much there, even as they prepared to fuck, there was love, and playfulness, and being more primal with him made everything feel even more bold, beautiful and concrete.

The man wanted her so much, he didn't even want to step out of the boxers, once they were down around his ankles, he pulled her up off the floor by her hips, then hoisted his arms firmly around her waist, lifting her in the air.

She obediently wrapped her legs around his waist, and he startled her by how quickly he backed her up against the wall again.

Lynne had to jerk her head forward to avoid her head crashing into the wall.

"Mmm...been waiting to fuck you against the wall since I first lay eyes on you baby girl," he murmured.

Lynne reached for her skirt, to pull it off, but he pushed her hand away.

"No, leave it on, high in the air, that's how I love it baby. Just...just be a good girl and lift that lovely top for me too," he murmured, kissing her all around her ear to punctuate his statements.

She reached between their two bodies and lifted her shirt high at his request, exposing her perky, firm tits to his loving glance.

Lynne wanted him to touch them, but reasoned that he couldn't with his arms around her, supporting her as he held her with her back to the wall, so she put on a show for him, her skirt rolled up high around her belly button.

She caressed her own tits, circling the nipples both for the tingly sensation, and to increase his lurid pleasure, looking at him like an angel. She felt beautiful and sexy teasing him this way, putting on a show for her husband, titillating her own aching tits for his pleasure. She loved masturbation, and touching her own skin, and now, thanks to Leif, and this new world he introduced her to, it was a source of pleasure, and not shame!

He kissed her forehead, pinched her thighs apart, and Lynne guided him, her fingers tickling his cock, to her sweet spot, and he surged forward rapidly, biting her ear, and grunting that she was, so fucking tight, and he loved her so fucking much. She loved him too, but her throat felt too tight, and her pussy too starved for him again for her to even speak.

All Lynne could do was moan, she loved him too, and his heavenly girth causing a delightful sensation of tension and pressure along with the pleasure that she'd never felt before. And she'd never fucked standing up against the wall, but it was indeed what she'd wanted against the bookcase when he touched her that first time, the thick throbbing heat of him inside her was sensational in a way she'd never felt before. She was just too shy then, and he was so loving and patient, guiding her along slowly and carefully, just simple caresses, and then oral sex before he even tried intercourse, just to get her comfortable and help her to become a woman. She'd love him forever for being patient and teaching her about sexuality.

She wanted to please her man fully for being so patient and loving, and even though the position made it hard to move, she quickly figured out that she could move her pussy in rapid motions to please the two of them if she wriggled her legs in circles like she was rowing in a rowboat as he held her against he wall by her ass.

"Oh fuck yeah little wifey, ride my cock so good! You're a good little fuck aren't you wifey?" he groaned.

His groan was full of excitement, and he looked at her with blue eyes filled with adoration and lust.

At that point, even though the pleasure of his girth was so intense she was chewing her lip with joy, she became filled up with an even deeper emotion, not only enjoying the sensation of his cock stretching her wide open at this new angle, but wanting to please him.

He held both her thighs under his palms while she threw her legs even tighter around his waist to get more leverage.

"Mmm," moaned Lynne, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck too, burying her face in the scent of his shoulder.

He was thin but so solid, and she was able to hold onto him, and climb up the wall literally, thrusting towards his massive cock as her walls quivered around him in hot, aching pleasure.

His cock was stretching out parts of her pussy she didn't know existed, deep inside her she felt pleasant sensations growing as she wriggled her hips toward his cock in furious circles. It seemed like she could feel his thick, long cock almost in her stomach, branding her insides with joy, and pleasure.

Lynne didn't know how much more of the stretching, full sensation she could stand before she came on his cock, and she bit her lip and tried to squeeze her ass muscles together to keep from coming too quick, she didn't know how close her man was, but she didn't want to finish too soon.

She tried not to look up into his gorgeous blue eyes fringed with their blonde lashes as well, she thought, even a look might send her over the top as she gripped his shoulder blades in ecstasy.

Instead, she fluttered her eyelids, and ended up rolling her eyes in her head, trying to steady herself against the wall, and slow down her eager movements so she didn't come on his cock too fast, it felt like he'd only been holding her up against the wall for a minute, and already the weightless feeling of him holding her ass in the air, and the delightful sensation of how intense his cock felt stretching her out and rubbing her insides so perfectly as she held her legs out perpendicularly around his waist was so intense, her pussy throbbed with pleasure.

She heard Leif groan-

"You love your man's cock, grinding me against the wall, huh?" more as a panted statement, not as a question.

He then picked her up firmly by her waist, and plowed her roughly into the wall, biting her ear.

"Mmm, I love how tight you are too baby girl!' he grunted.

He began thrusting her against the wall as he held her with such urgency that she felt their ribs crashing into each other and her shoulder blades crashed against the wall, but the searing ecstasy of his cock buried in her, the feeling of his heat inside of her, the girth of him, and now the feeling of him roughly biting her ear with teeth was so intense, she couldn't even concentrate on the slightly sore feeling of her shoulders poking into the wall, how his ribs crashing against her stole her breath way, or even how cold the wall was until her sweat started to coat it, from her own body heat.

This was what it meant to fuck! A sensation coming from the union of their bodies that was so overpowering, she didn't even care if the other parts of her were in physical discomfort, all she could feel was the joyful, aching, pleasurable throb in her pussy.

While he nibbled her ear, she nibbled her mouth, then, she clutched his shoulders, and couldn't help the cry that escaped-

"Oh! Leify!" she couldn't even compose herself to babble out the rest, which was supposed to be about his cock, and she felt his balls slapping roughly against her lower buttocks, filling her with a quivering ecstasy, as the shaft of his cock slid delightfully against her g-spot.

"You don't hold nothing back from me, you don't need to hold nothing back, you come on your mans cock as much as you want baby," he crooned sexily in her ear.

And he released her from feeling like she had to wait at all, it was fine if she came and they'd only been fucking for two minutes tops.

She dug into his shoulders harder with her fingernails, and Leif leaned his head back, growling with an almost lion like intensity.

He held her legs up even higher and Lynne felt weightless. She reared her head back with joy as he started pounding her against the wall while she strained against him, gyrating her hips in wide, rough circles, as she felt his cockhead deep within her strain, and thicken to proportions she'd never imagined possible, and she was so aroused, that even the feeling of him nudging her cervix was a deep, tingly joy, rather than a feeling of discomfort.

She wrapped her legs around him higher, bouncing her thighs toward him as she was the one who could move more easily as he held her against the wall.

"Mmm, I like when you go wild and scratch me like a kitten! That's a good wifey! Pleasure yourself! Come on my cock! Don't hold it in, or I'll cram your mouth with your little panties! Touch your breasts, I can't touch them, I'm holding you," he added, biting her neck for emphasis.
She looked at him.

She was using her strength to hold herself around his neck and she felt nervous letting him go.

"Your husband, will not let you fall, not ever! Touching your breasts brings you pleasure when we do it, it's going to help you come faster, and then I can come. Show me you trust me, or you'll be eating your panties," he added, dotingly kissing her chin.

"Yes, yes baby," she moaned submissively removing her hands and nails from the support of his shoulders, and lifted her shirt, tracing her nipples.

Half of her wanted to disobey, the idea of him gagging her with the crotch of her wet panties was so erotic, with the submissive way she was wired, and had learned to enjoy in his loving arms.

Leif went wild now, straining his stomach against the wall, and banging her against the wall now, literally.

The sensations smeared together into a wild ecstasy of their tangled limbs, her sweaty thighs jostling over his sweaty hips, their stomachs pounding into each other, her back and shoulders pounding into the wall, his cock pounding mercilessly into her pussy, each retreat and thrust bringing with it more wetness and more tingly sensations of her body being stretched out, used, and contorted for their mutual ecstasy, soon it felt like her throbbing pussy was giving his aching, foraging cock a million kisses, and she swore she heard Leif moaning he loved her, and it seemed almost with each pleasurable throb of her pussy, he was moaning his love for her loudly.

"I love how you fuck me!" cried Lynne shrilly, it came out as a wail, a sob, flooding her cheeks.

She lost it all, it came out in a loud sob, her shoulders shaking as her pussy muscles, clit, and even her stomach clamped down and thrummed in ecstasy around his cock.

"I love to fuck you too baby, so, so much! Love to make that good pussy come!" panted Leif loudly.

She heard him panting, he withdrew a few times, buried his face in her hair, which she felt quickly grow moist, with his sweat, and he picked her up higher by wedging his fingers all in the intimate areas of her ass, his thumb in her anus, and pounded into her with joy several times as her hips jostled in the air.

"You've got the best damn pussy I ever had!" he groaned loudly, slapping her ass roughly a few times, then she saw him look down into her brown eyes as though he was dreaming before quickly rolling his eyes up in his head, and then she felt a river of warmth flow from his thick cockhead, and into her pussy, drizzling rapidly, satisfyingly down her thighs and into her ass crack as he held her in the air.

"I love your come inside me baby," she murmured huskily, as she felt his cock twitch, swell and grow even more with pleasure, awakening her own insides, giving her the itch to want to come again. It felt like he was almost swelling up clear under her heart and bathing her insides with his hot sticky love!

"Mmm, me too, darling, me too," he grunted huskily, quickly putting her down on her feet.

"Good girl! You are such a good little lover, a wonderful fuck, far more than I ever thought you would be angel, you are making me a very happy husband, love you so much," he added, kissing her forehead.

"I love you too Leify," she murmured bashfully. She felt so much love from him, and towards him, it made her feel shy in her heart, but it was a delightful feeling.

He put his arms around her waist gently and wrapped her in a huge bear hug, kissing her forehead over, and over again dotingly. He pulled her tank shirt down gently over her stomach to cover Lynne.

Feeling adored like that, the emotion was strong, for someone like Lynne who'd never felt like she belonged with her family, or in church. Her eyes filled with water, and she started to cry.

"I'm just happy," she half whispered, half whimpered.

"That's okay. I know what that's all about. I'm happy too. I used to hate the feeling, when I did it too much, and my cock felt sore, but now I want to lay around fucking you until it hurts when I come, I don't care, I just love being buried in your body, smelling your smell and the way you make me feel like your man, but also a new feeling, like you love me more the deeper I get, the more I get you to obey, because you want to be mine, and want me to be yours, it's the most beautiful shit I've ever felt, never thought fucking could be beautiful sweetheart," he added.

He stroked her hair.

"I do love you more, sometimes I swear Leif it feels like you aren't just penetrating my body, you're getting up into my heart, the rougher and dirtier it feels," she murmured sweetly.

She looked up at him adoringly. His pants were around his ankles and she wanted to help straighten him up and clean up his cock.

She wordlessly got down on her knees before him. She worshiped him. He was tender, and treated her like a princess. But despite how he pampered her, he knew how to deliver her masculine pleasure too. She was so happy she'd married him this afternoon. And he just would not let her suck his cock, he was worried so much about nutting before he got in her pussy lately, but she loved the feel of his dick in her mouth!

"I love your dick, it makes me feels so good, I just want to clean it and take care of it," moaned Lynne.

She plunged her mouth around the soft, meaty, thickness of his slowly softening cock.

"Angel! Sweetness! I love you so much!" was her man's hoarse cry, filled with sensual ecstasy, as he adoringly petted her cheek.

Was it any wonder why she wanted to please him, loved to suck his cock, and didn't mind if he banged her against the wall until her back ached?

She saw his anus throbbing with pleasure in the aftershock of their lovemaking, and she half wanted to explore it tenderly with her tongue, but she figured she'd try that later.

She didn't answer just looked at him submissively. She liked being his angel, and his pet sometimes. She licked around under the head of his cock, cleaning the semen off that had dribbled down, and her own juices, lovingly.

"Mmm, you're gonna make me go after you another round baby, fuck!" he cried, clawing his fingers in her hair.

Lynne liked having her hair pulled by her new husband! She loved the taste of them together, sweet, salty, and wild, and sucked, sucked, and sucked until she could taste no more evidence of the sweetness of their union and until she felt his cock was clean, and then started down towards the fluids that had leaked on his blonde, hairy balls.

"I'm just polishing my favorite toy," she said with a chuckle, making a playful impish joke, wanting to incite his adoration and make him laugh.

He chuckled hard, and Lynne's heart filled with the most special glow.

Then he started to groan as she licked and kissed and sucked his beautiful balls. She loved the way his balls smelled, it was like the essence of her man, and tasting it was getting that scent deep in her belly and her stomach got the butterflies. She lifted his balls and examined that web of skin between his balls and his buttocks.

It wasn't dirty from their fucking, but she still wanted to love on it, stuck her tongue out towards the web, and Leif almost banged into her face with his elbow, letting out a sound that was an amalgamation of joy, surprise, laughter, ticklishness, and confusion.

"Woman! No one ever touches me there baby not even me! Stop it! It feels weird," he added.

She looked up at him, and felt a little hurt, he'd never told her not to touch him anywhere before. But his eyes were loving and he stroked her chin dimple.

"Damn it you are the sweetest, most giving little wife in the whole world. I can wash that up later with some soap. You don't want to lick back there anyway princess. You might get a dingle berry surprise, and they won't taste good like your little dingle berries, so sweet on my tongue," he teased.

"I never had any dingle berries back there!" she cried shrilly and he motioned for her to get up off her knees while he collapsed against the wall with laughter.

She realized then he was baiting her to take the focus off of his own embarrassment that she'd made him feel weird, surprised pleasure, close to his ass. She'd never thought that he might have hang-ups about that area, but she decided not to push it right now. He was a man, and they often felt different about that area, she supposed.

"I'm funning you. Teasing you, I know you are very clean back there, that's why I love to pleasure your anus. Let me clean you too," he added sweetly.

She stood obediently against the wall, purring with ecstasy and lifting her skirt high in the air as he parted her pussy lips wide with his tongue, starting his cleaning over her clit, vulva, and then swiping his wet come and her own fluids, dripping from her intimate expanse. The sucking sensation caused pleasure and heat to build and before she knew what she was doing she was gyrating against this face.

"Damn, so cute and nasty, every time my face gets down there, you think you should come don't you baby girl, just be still and let me clean you, it's not always about coming," he added playfully, stroking her from her clit to where he entered her with the broad pleasurable swaths of an adoring tongue, clearly trying to arouse her under the guise of cleaning her.

She slapped the back of his head and looked down at him with playful anger.

"Well stop licking it like you know how I like to be licked when you go down on me," she added pouting.

He chuckled, and moaned, hush, pinching her ass apart, and not allowing her any modesty.

"You're filthy back here, because your thoughts are very dirty and you like a nice tonging out," he added plunging his tongue broadly inside.

"Oh! Oh fuck! Yeah, yeah baby it's filthy back there! I love you so much!" she cried shrilly pulling his dreadlocks.

He twirled his tongue down in her anus over and over, and over again while she gripped his shoulders for support.

"Mmm, such a good girl for me, nice and clean little wifey, now give me a kiss, taste how good we taste together," he leered huskily after he stood up.

She couldn't even wait to kiss him, she smelled herself on his mouth, pussy, ass, and his own sweet, salty smell and the flavor of his come, and she couldn't wait to taste the comingling flavors. She groaned as she tasted the heat, the flavor, and the pearly texture of the physical evidence of their union. They tenderly passed it around between their two lips, twirling and lacing it between their two tongues, each of them moaning at the beauty of the pleasure of their unique flavor, nothing else in the world tasting like it, along with the filthiness of the act of eating a cream pie that they'd each never shared with another soul. It tasted like dessert to Lynne, an even higher form of the sloppy kisses they shared after oral sex and she couldn't wait to taste it again.

She swallowed the entire gift that he'd given her after he gently separated his lips from hers with the same eagerness her hubby swallowed his own gift from their union.

Then they kissed again and she sighed contentedly against his chest.

"You were so good, your man can't wait to give you the rest of your presents! Told you there were a few more gifts inside for you. Come on and look at the rest of the house," he added dotingly,

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lynn   forevermore   and   leif  

Jun 25, 2018 in blowjob

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